Revelator Came Out And:

CONFESSION: i love mp100 but i wish the fandom didnt pretend it's perfect. ONEs a homophobe and has used imperial japanese imagery in manga promo art. BONES made that uncomf dakimakura art of mob ritsu and teru + they made takeuchi look like that. theres also panty shots of minors in s1. again mp100 is my literal favorite show ever but i think its weird no one talks about it

One thing I find frustrating about people’s takes on Sinners is that they want to use one particular symbol as the center of their criticism when after two viewings it’s pretty clear that nothing is the film is ever representative of just one thing—meaning shifts from scene to scene, moment to moment, meaning can’t be unlocked by applying one metaphor to the entire movie

X (2022) dir. Ti West

hantengu boys glowup post-breaking out of psychic baby jail and getting adopted by mitsuri & her family. I'm so sorry, mrs. mitsuri's mom, but you now have five more sons

Touched up a panel from one of my first Douma posts :D

Chapter 9 Highlights

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>“I’m sorry.” Nanami felt fatigue sweep through him, anticipating Tiana’s next words as he immediately gripped her hands into his. “I’m sorry, I am. Really.” His eyes searched for hers. “Please…just don’t…” He sounded so pathetic, like a beggar on the chilly winter streets of Shibuya, and Tiana’s heart swayed like a nimble branch in the wind.

Got the man wrapped around her finger crying like a dog 😭 damn boy. But aweee I feel bad for the two

>“No more special favors. Or treatments that may be interpreted as special favors. Treat me like everyone else.” Tiana squeezed his hands as reassurance that she wasn’t angry anymore. She was a bit torn. She wanted Nanami to care for her in his own way, that’s where she screwed up before. But even still, there were limitations and boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed.

Possessive / Protective!Nanami AU be like: Hmm, Hmm, let me just nod and pretend to agree while I’m planning the next 48 ways to spoil her.

>When Nanami’s breath tickled the tips of Tiana’s ear, scorching it, she suddenly realized where she was and who she was. As quick as a bullet, she straightened herself out, the back of her head butting into Nanami’s chin so hard that his neck was thrown backwards.

DOINK!

>. What she really needed was some- “Water.” She practically yelled, causing Nanami to jolt. “Water?” He repeats looking down at her “Water. I need it.” She said sitting up abruptly as Nanami’s arm limply fell back to his lap. “I’m kind of thirsty, are you thirsty?”)

Oh Tiana’s thirsty alright….but then I’d argue Nanami’s also hungry. A meal deal indeed

>Nanami’s face was stone cold as he glared at the TV trying to withhold his laughter, unbeknownst to Tiana of course.

HELP THIS IS HOW I IMAGINE NANAMIS FACE TO BE: 🗿🗿🗿🗿 And I rarely say these type of things but hes probably mogging

>“That…” Tiana felt her own jaw ache from how slack it hung on her face from Nanami selling the food’s taste so well, “looks so good…” “I told you to order what you wanted.” Nanami hums as he takes another bite. “I know, I know, but…” She pouted a bit, eying her soup. Suddenly, it didn’t seem as appetizing. It looked inferior. “Just…one bite…” She leans forward, inching closer to his plate. Nanami looks at her with feigned indignation.

AWEEEEE SO THEY ARE DATING!! YESS!! YESS!! YEEESSSSSS

>With that, Tiana becomes hyper-aware of their points of contact. How his leg was positioned behind hers, causing her to feel his knee prodding her body. The way her butt pressed into his hip, narrowly missing the front of his body by a centimeters. How her shoulder rested on his chest, a steady rhythm coming from it, compared to hers which was threatening to erupt from her chest.

OOOUUU 👀👀👀👀👀NOW WHAT DO WE HAVE HERE???

>Today, she thought. Today I’ll be normal. I won’t be weird. Her door clicks open, and she jolts as Nanami stands there with a raised brow. “I kept calling your phone?” He said, his voice a bit concerned. “You still need more time?” “No, no…” Tiana blushes, fixing her discarded throw pillows and then smoothing her hair which definitely looked wild from rolling around.

GIRL STOP TRYING TO FIGHT IT!! STOOOOP

>But when Nanami flipped the hospital lights on, she twisted her lips.Everything was gray.

The walls? Gray. The furniture? Gray. The counters of his kitchen? Granite. The only other color was the accents of black; picture frames, nobs, handles, and some floating shelves that had books with spines that were…gray.

Oh lord. Bring that Mr.Logic man some goddamn colour. The way how youre describing his house you’d think Tianas being transported to a psych ward. JKJK its his preference who am I to judge lol

>Tiana growing up was labeled as a nosy child, a little girl who was always in the midst of grown folks conversations. But even now after being given permission to snoop, she tried to keep it in check.)

Heeheehee I can almost imagine that

>She caught a whiff of incense, and it tickled her nose. She hesitated, tiptoeing closer. She didn’t know why, but something told her not to disturb that place, so she trotted up the stairs after a moment.)

Maybe a shrine of some sorts? A homage to his deceased loved one? Ill admit I dont watch JJK but I do know he used to have a bestfriend that died in some battle at a young age I think

>It's a shrine.” Nanami speaks so quickly that Tiana barely catches it.

Just got on this part. I knew it! Bless his heart man

>”I’ve never been a religious person.” Nanami sighs. “The one thing everyone who has ever lived has in common is that we will all eventually meet our end. Death doesn’t play favorites when it comes to that, and he can’t be cheated. He doesn’t favor a specific denomination, so it’s shed along with the flesh. We can’t hold onto either in death.”

Damn, harsh but I respect his way of viewing death. (Quick side note as a non practicing spiritualist I find myself being more empathetic with atheists and satanists view on life.). I wonder what you headcanon Tiana to be. Agnostic perhaps?

>The size of an inflated basketball but holding the weight of a growing child and her immeasurable guilt. “Three months.” She whispered, dabbing at her eyes. “Just three more months.”

Aweee Charlottee. Please do tell Tiana :((

TO THE READERS OF MISTY

If you have been keeping up with my Tianami Fic MISTY (AND YOU SHOULD BE, NO PRESSURE THO), please take the time to vote. I am having a bit of a battle on where I want the story to go, so a certain situation will now be put in your hands. You are responsible for Tianami's fate. Don't worry about what the numbers mean! Heh heh...

Tianami drabbles are also otw. Could be read as standalone or fic-continuations.

Lastly, please feel free to ask questions about the fic or the world they reside in. I will be answering them soon enough.

Thank you all for the support! Enjoy the new chapter!

There is such a profound difference in the way Tanjiro's trauma is handled compared to Izuku's.

Tanjiro's pain isn't ignored. It's part of him, and the narrative goes out of its way to acknowledge that he's still affected by it even when he's smiling. Even in this scene where it's a villager internally acknowledging his pain, it's still Tanjiro's expression and gestures that are communicating with us.

Izuku is so disconnected from his trauma. To the point where we never even get to know how he feels about it. We hear speculation from All Might, talking to his abuser no less. Izuku isn't even present in this scene, he's off to the side.

You can see who actually cares for their MC as a character and who just uses their MC whenever it's convenient

Not “Only my reading of canon is correct” or “Interpretations are subjective and all valid” but a secret third thing, “More than one interpretation can be valid but there’s a reason your English teacher had you cite quotes and examples in your papers, you have to have a strong argument that your interpretation is actually supported by the text or it is just wrong and I’m fine with telling you it’s wrong, actually.”

fluffy baby raptor squad!!!!!!!!!