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#if i had someone to fly with me :(
poorly-drawn-mdzs · 3 months
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The girls are plottinggggg
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#poorly drawn mdzs#mdzs#wen chao#wang lingjiao#Realizing she was supposed to have an upper lip mole was a cold slap in the face. So sorry ma'am. I won't forget again.#They are evil dumbass 4 evil dumbass and I think we are all missing out on the sheer potential of the comedy between these two.#They have way too much power and are using it for the wrong reasons - which makes them truly great villains.#And when things don't go their way they become piles of whining sludge.#Wang Lingjiao is forever fascinating to me even though we only get crumbs about her.#She's a servant girl who's greatest asset is her beauty and her attractiveness.#Meaning she's had a life being in the gaze of people with significant positions of power over her.#I can't help but read her childishness and petty tantrums as someone who has finally been given the chance to not feel powerless.#If she was a more virtuous type we might 'like' her more but honestly...I don't think she would have survived to this point.#WLJ has only known power hierarchies her whole life. Probably accused of seduction before she even understood what that meant.#I love contrasting her with mianmian because they have similar(ish) backgrounds but different approaches to moving forwards#But WLJ's story is about flying too close to the sun and mianmian's is about going too close to the water.#Like the sea mist dragging her down into complacency - all the sect powerplays are mandatory to 'go along with' if she wants to climb-#-the social ladder. Yet she is the cautionary tale (and a foil to JGY as well) she leaves before sacrificing her own morals.#Mianmian flies away with her wings only slightly plucked while those who sacrificed everything to reach for the top crash and burn.
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fisheito · 5 months
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i wanted to see altaria rei then i started goofin around
#the only ones i could see clearly were eevee eiden and morpeko morvay#i couldn't pin rei to a single mon bc i don't know a THING ABOUT HIM yet#but i want to see ghost type rei fight ghost type kuya and they're both just super effective against each other#i wonder if all the old men automatically get honourary ghost type membership. live 300 years ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: spooky#ANYWAY LET ME TALK ABOUT MY LIST#as in the list i was compiling of pokemon who matched the VIBE of someone and i couldn't decide#now BESIDES the ones req et al. already mentioned. which i already 👍👍👍 i was trying to find even moooore . exploring what could be.....#rei: altaria. marowak (alolan). noctowl. chandelure. decidueye. ribombee [a quiet friend :)]. inteleon.#once again i don't know rei's birdy deal yet so i won't (eheheh) pigeonhole him into an owl pokemon but we'll just wait and see#i had inteleon under rei before milke brought up sobble yakumo so now i'm like..... oh no...#rei fits the last evol and yakumo fits the first two.... uhhhhh#they can share. like they share gem placement. butt buddies.#yakumo had: girafarig. froslass. azurill (crying). tropius. wishiwashi. leavanny. marshadow.#i just want him to hang out with the food related mons and enjoy some fresh fruit with a giant flying dinosaur. yah#OK FOR EDMOND I SAW SIRFETCH'D AND COULDN'T STOP LAUGHING#WHAT A REGAL BOY. I HAVE TO. PLEASE I NEED EDMOND TO WIELD ONIONS#i was trying to be serious and find him a proper majestic pokesona . i swear. but the look on sirfetch'd's's face#edmond's list went: skarmory. lucario. cinccino. zeraora. dachsbun.#do i know edmond? i doubt. he's fluffy. wait no he's severe. wait no would he dare carry a fluffy cakey pokemon around? DARE HE????#for olivine i was even more stumped. seems like a lot of the pokemon i immediately thought of were the fluffy nurse types#stuff like chansey/blissey. kangaskhan.#this pokemon is 100% female? *flings pokedex out the window* no. olivine is a gender now#some of the newer pokemon i considered were bewear. drampa. mabosstiff.#but once again these were all just Protective of the Little Ones types#so i was imagining olivine just chilling with his serene smile and an army of MASSIVE CARETAKER POKEMON behind him#but. there has to be more to him than just taking care of others . furrows brow. idk. i'll settle for lapras FOR NOW#ditto eiden riding on the back of lapras. wonderful. glorious#pokemon crossover
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i thought it was a given guys why are you shocked?
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zeb-z · 5 months
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something particularly heart wrenching about how red team was the closest, a family forged in blood and hardships and survival, a team who promised to stay together even after purgatory was over - and it was a majority of red team who missed the ship. something about how they wanted to stay in purgatory because at least in this hell they weren’t alone and had each other. those who didn’t make it were behind because they couldn’t leave their children with the threat alone, couldn’t leave each other behind if they could help. the team that couldn’t survive purgatory without each other is the only one that couldn’t escape together.
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sinkat-arts · 11 months
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Happy pride! I've had this scene in my head for a little while now, so I'm setting it free. A little Trans Daichi Daisuga for everyone;;; And also a little drabble... for context, you know.
CW: Needles, injection
Daichi watched as Koushi got prepped for their little Saturday morning routine. It was quick work by now - he’d been doing this for… how long now? He’d started helping Daichi with this task within that first month they lived together, so that was something like 5 years at this point. 
Time flies when you’re having fun, Daichi thought, grinning.  
“Oh, he’s smiling before coffee AND while I have a needle in my hand,” Koushi said, wearing a grin of his own as he teased. He shook the vial and held it upside down before drawing out .5mL of a hormone Daichi’s body couldn’t produce on its own. “Penny for your thoughts?”
“Just… thinking about time. And you. And this,” he said, gesturing to Koushi’s little prep station. Every weekend, the same thing - three alcohol pads, opened before anything started for quick access, two different gauges of needles, a syringe, the vial, and a band-aid (also pre-opened just in case). He always arranged it just so on a makeshift metal tray that had been a lid to something in a past life, but had now, for almost 4 years, been Koushi’s makeshift nurse’s station. “Feels like only yesterday you started doing this for me… and now you’ve got it down to a science.” 
Koushi’s eyes softened, likely casting his mind back into the past right along with Daichi. There was a lot of it, and while they’d had hard times… there was an overabundance of goodness. Smiles and laughs that never seemed to stop, even though by all rights, they should be sick of one another after more than a decade together. 
“Had to,” he finally said, “You were so pitiful when you did it yourself… blame my overall pleasant and extremely giving nature. I’m basically a saint.” 
“Sugawara Koushi, patron saint of needle shy and pathetic souls…”
Koushi scrunched his nose in distaste as he dropped to his knees beside where Daichi sat on the closed toilet in their bathroom. “Yeah, let’s keep workshopping that one.” 
“Anything for you, St. Suga,” Daichi laughed as Koushi cleaned a spot on his outer thigh with one of the alcohol pads.
“That’s right,” he replied, now holding the prepped syringe in one hand, “Ready?”
“Be gentle,” Daichi said, leaning as far away from Koushi as he could, face scrunched in a grimace… though he peeked at Koushi out of one eye and one corner of his mouth was curled up in a playful grin. 
“Really?” 
“Hey, don’t blame me… I’m pitiful, remember? A delicate flower.” 
“You’re a big baby… good thing you’re cute.” 
“It’s my secret weapon… worked on you.” 
Koushi rolled his eyes in what Daichi understood was mock exasperation before they both broke out in chuckles. 
“It sure did,” he answered as he moved quickly to complete the injection. Only a moment’s work, but it was important. This little routine had once been Daichi’s alone - and Koushi wasn’t wrong, he’d hated doing it himself, had worked himself up and almost passed out a few times - but now it was theirs, together. Now, he could smile and laugh through it. And that meant the world to him. 
The deed done, Koushi covered the site with a fresh alcohol pad as he rubbed circles in the muscle. Neither of them really knew if that helped settle or spread the liquid, but it seemed the thing to do, so it was done. 
“And there we have it,” Koushi said, applying a band-aid as the finishing touch. As he did every Saturday, he kissed the tips of two fingers and pressed them over the bandage. “All set.” 
“Hey,” Daichi said, looking down into the eyes of the one thing he was sure at this point he couldn’t live without, “Thank you.” 
“Of course…” 
“No, I mean it,” he said, tone turning serious. Sincere. “You may not be an official saint, but to me… it feels a lot like I’ve been blessed.” 
Koushi’s eyes went wide for a moment before his face softened. He reached up and pressed a fist into Daichi’s chest, just a gentle, playful little punch. It was the language he fell back on when actual words failed him.  
“Dummy. I love you.” 
“I love you, too.” 
“Wanna make pancakes?” 
“Hell yeah I do!” 
And just like that, the Saturday morning ritual was complete. Breakfast was made and life went on. 
And life was good.  
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sluttylittlewaste · 1 month
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Maybe this is just a me thing but the MOMENT I realize a person in my life, whether romantic or platonic, doesn't reciprocate my feelings - I drop it. If I say "Hey I really like you" and they go "Oof sorry, I don't feel that way " or they leave or they try to change the subject? I will never bring it up again. Fully never happened.
I feel like a lot of people (specifically with regards to the romance genre in media) have this fantasy of being chased and having someone fight to tear their walls down, or to stick around even when they are constantly being pushed away - and perhaps it's because I have always envisioned myself in these scenarios as the one forced to do the chasing - but it feels... sad? Imbalanced? Pushy and coercive?
I don't want a relationship I had to talk the other person into. I don't want to have to give a grandiose speech about all the reasons loving me is actually worth the effort, or roll out a full marketing presentation to convince my partner that our relationship could be a good thing if they just "gave it a chance".
If a person I care for decides not to be around me? I'm going to trust them to know what's right for them. I'm going to trust a person if they say they don't want me or don't have space for me in their life. The moment you say you don't want me around, I'm gone. Poof.
IDK. There is just something about responding to blatant rejection by trying harder that makes me sort of sad instead of the happy tingly feelings these stories are trying to elicit.
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LEGS
he said. 😍✨🔥
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nerdierholler · 3 months
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Hi.
Still bopping around just the brain got overwhelmed and needed less stimulation for a while so it’s been a lot of alone time with easy books and clearing off the dvr (do people still call it that?). Slowly I’m starting to feel closer to normal again though and I hope to be back here more soon.
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r0semultiverse · 7 months
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WAIT- is this one of the alternate timelines created from the space-time sword ("Shintō Amenogozen")!? 👀
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I'm an anime-only bsd enjoyer & ever since that damn sword popped up after Atsushi & Akutagawa killed him on the boat but he was able to erase/undo(?) that timeline, I've been thinking that technically means there's multiple timelines. This would be the one where Fukuchi won that conflict we just saw or something else entirely is going on given the way he's dressed (if that even is him)! 👀👀👀
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tj-crochets · 27 days
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Crafting updates will probably be slow for the next week or so; I have family coming to town and I'm taking a few days off work to spend time with them. I am so excited but also by family I mean the kidlet I used to babysit? so like. I haven't seen him since 2020 and he hasn't seen me since I was a lot more physically capable* than I am now and I have no idea how this will go. I've kinda been stress cleaning instead of crafting If y'all have any asks, crafting related or otherwise, you want to send me I would honestly love the distraction *in 2019 I only saw him once a month or so, so even though my health was deteriorating pretty rapidly I could kinda put myself in negative spoons to spend a day with him and then recover for like a week. Now that really isn't an option. I can't borrow spoons from future days anymore. I mean, my baseline health is significantly better than it was in 2019 because I have medication to help me now, but I am also severely anemic at the moment on top of the POTS and severe allergies and all my other health issues so my ability to do things like "walk" and "be upright for extended periods of time" is very limited. Compression socks help but also compression socks left bruises
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coquelicoq · 2 months
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i've gotten so used to my daily practice of reading french aloud that now when i have to read something boring in english for work i default to reading it aloud. which takes way longer and also i feel like i retain even less information than i would otherwise, somehow. the upside is that my oral reading cadence in english, even of dense scientific articles, is rather excellent nowadays. i could read scientific articles out loud for a living, if that was a thing people needed me to do. which they do not, because screenreaders are a thing. maybe i could read crusty PDFs out loud for a living? but anyway all this is to say shoutout to my man alexandre dumas and also my other man victor hugo for training me to read run-on sentences in my second language. after that, dry journal articles in my first language are easy peasy.
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aro-attorneys · 1 year
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no but listen what really gets me about wrightworth is the comfort of it. it doesn't even need to be regarded as a romantic ship (there's so many ways to interpret their relationship anyway) in order to understand why they gravitate to the other.
every time i see wrightworth art where they simply exist. simple live together and make coffee in the morning and eat lunch somewhere and all the other mundane everyday things, i can't help but think "finally, they can just be, after everything".
their journey was so long and complicated that them being in the same room, at peace, for more than 5 minutes is so meaningful. they fought for that moment of peace. to simply be in the other's presence.
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bbreaddog · 7 months
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I wanna post my rwrb book annotations so bad but idk how to do it in a way that won’t seem completely incomprehensible bc there is so much writing already like just today I’ve practically written an entire essay on the word “must” and we haven’t even reached page 20 so HOW am i supposed to do this bc there is SO MUCH i wanna share but idk HOW HELP ME
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themagicalshrimp · 1 year
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When the speed of the sword reaches a certain level, blood will not get on the blade even if it slays a person.
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pigeonwit · 3 months
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I seemed to have been blocked by the creator of the original post. But i do wish to clear a misunderstanding. First of all, im an adult. Second of all, I apologize. It seems ive come of rude. I did not mean this. I assumed the "LMAO" at the end would indicate my amusment at thr situation. Instead it seems to have made me sound mean. You do not have to rrspond to this. But i do try to reach out over misunderstandings when i can.
i think it was more you patronizing and chastising my friend for simply joking around with me on my post and implying that she was some kind of sexual deviant who needs to 'learn a lesson' that we took issue with, not so much the little LMAO tacked on the end? people are allowed to make jokes with their friends dude, we dont need or want to be lectured by someone about how morally inferior we are to them and told that we need to be 'taught a lesson'. i understand the instinct to 'protect' a fictional character up to a point, but they're still fictional characters, and we're not committing any moral thought-crime by making jokes about them, and my friend wasn't wrong for joking about a show she doesn't know, as you quite patronizingly claimed. YOU are the one who brought this tar-pit energy to what was just two people having fun.
i appreciate you... KIND OF apologizing for that (although you've only really apologized for a 'misunderstanding', implying you don't actually understand that inserting yourself into a friendly interaction to lecture someone about their moral deviancy and how they need to 'take this as a lesson' is just. a rude and shitty thing to do?) but i'd appreciate it if you left us alone now, thanks.
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glitterock · 6 months
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when random people on the internet try to hurt me by like insulting my looks or whatever i just have to laugh because like… come on. not only am i secure in myself and my appearance and think i’m attractive but i am like attractive by societal standards as well NDBWN like who r u trynna fool
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