im sorry im really salty right now but i have to go on a gd rant bc im????
this fandom is so violently against thinking outside the lovesquare it’s crazy. go through every ship you can think of, count the amount of content in the tags for each, and then come back to me if you don’t believe me
like first off let’s start with the f/f ships
by far the most popular two are julerose and chlolya, a.k.a. ships that don’t include mari and don’t mess with the lovesquare
and before you pull the whole “oh but their dynamic is better”
chlonette and chlolya are both rivals to lovers ships in their simplest form. so why is chlolya more popular?
alyanette and julerose are both friends to lovers ships in their simplest form. so why is julerose more popular?
it takes clawing through alyanette, chlonette, lilanette, etc. tags to find content, meanwhile chlolya and julerose are everywhere bc they’re “safe ships”
this one’s even funnier bc mlm ships in this fandom are practically nonexistent
the most “popular” ones are adrinino and adrinath, but guess why you barely see content for them?
the only reason they’re more popular than kim/max is bc they either involve the main characters, or they involve nath (the only background character that people seem to give a shit about for reasons unknown????)
oh and it gets better bc let’s talk about het ships that don’t get any love
i’ve seen marinath used so damn often as a means to an end for lovesquare shippers. like if i had a dollar for every time i saw marinath used as a way for adrien to be jealous/confess his feelings, i could buy a fucking condo
nino x marinette? alya x adrien? no?
yeah. figured. kinda makes the lovesquare impossible, right?
the best part about this is that when you check which pairings get useless comments tagged on about ‘oh are you guys serious?’ ‘yeah but they’re just friends?’ ‘this pairing would never work’ and ‘x person loves y so they can’t possibly like z,’ do you know which ones you’ll see more often than not?
pairings that include adrien or marinette
im tired of seeing people be dismissive of alyanette, adrinino, and ninette. i’m tired of having to literally claw through the tags for chlonette or lilanette. im tired of seeing artists and writers get tens of thousands of notes on their lovesquare art and struggle to get 200 notes on art with pairings that disrupt the lovesquare.
it’s disheartening. it’s annoying. it’s isolating. and it feels like a lot of people don’t even care so i guess im done
interesting how magnus can straight up call isak the f slur and y’all will stan him without question but when yousef makes a comment that can be construed as homophobic people jump to call him the bad guy again……..interesting
VOMIT WARNING (I know some people don’t like that, so just a warning)
Because I’m spiraling into a Voltron writing obsession, here’s another college AU, based loosely on my own experiences ayyyyyy *finger guns*
(Also you should definitely send me some prompts because I want to write more Voltron but don’t know what else to write)
“So I was thinking we could-” Keith started, but was once again, for what must have been the hundredth time today, cut off by Lance.
“-Hey, have you guys seen that video?”
Keith and Hunk groaned in frustration.
Shiro sighed. “You did it again, Lance.”
Keith let out an exasperated sigh. “Lance! You can’t keep-Lance! I’m talking to you. Will you pay attention for like, FIVE minutes? Or even TWO?”
Lance snapped his attention back to Keith. “Hmm?”
Keith clenched his jaw, frustration bubbling in his chest. Lance was completely unable to focus. On ANYTHING. He had been distracted and disruptive all day, bouncing off the walls and going off on tangents that were completely unrelated to what anybody was talking about.
Keith was exhausted just trying to keep up with him. Even Shiro, ever patient Shiro, was growing frustrated with him.
“What’s WITH you today?”
“I…uh…too much coffee, I guess.” Lance said, glancing around uncomfortably before hopping out of his seat and grabbing all his stuff.
“Lance, what’s going o-”
“-I have to go do homework!”
Keith, Shiro and Hunk watched as Lance hurried off.
“What…was that?” Hunk asked. “I mean he’s always been…crazy but not like THIS.”
“Uh…coffee, apparently.” Shiro frowned.
Lance burst into his room, his heart pounding in his chest. He was just annoying everyone, but he couldn’t help it. He tried, he tried SO hard, but he was completely and totally unable to focus.
He had completely forgotten to take his medication this morning, and he didn’t realize it until nearly five PM, and by that time it was too late. If he took it now, he wouldn’t sleep that night, and he needed to sleep.
He knew it was a lost cause, but he was going to try and get some studying done.
Instead of studying, he found himself spinning in his desk chair, staring up at the ceiling to count the tiles.
While he was spinning, some Velcro from one of his projects caught his eye, and before he knew it, he was taping half of it to the wall, and half to his hands.
Keith walked in right as he was about to launch himself off the bed and onto the wall.
“Yes, roomie?” Lance asked, bouncing up and down on the bed lightly.
“What the hell are you doing? Get down!”
“I wanted to be SpiderMan.”
“You wanted to be spider-get down!” He cried, throwing his hands in the air. “I thought you were studying.”
“I was going to…but then I got sidetracked.” He said, slowly coming to a standstill.
“Okay, this,” Keith said, gesturing from the wall to Lance, “is NOT a good idea. Seriously.”
Lance sighed. “Yeah I guess you’re right - hey have you seen that video?”
Keith pinched the bridge of his nose. “I don’t…you need to be a bit more specific. What video are you talking about?”
“The…uh…guy who ate weed brownies and thought he was dead. Ooh! There’s this really good show on Netflix. The Flash, have you heard of it?Season one isn’t great, but it gets better. Have you watched it?”
Keith blinked. “No, I haven’t. Lance, are you alright?”
“You’re all over the place, man.”
Lance’s face hardened, and he got off the bed and went to sit at his desk. “I told you. I had too much coffee.”
Keith sat on his bed, facing Lance.
He watched as Lance struggled to calm himself enough to focus.
He watched as Lance tapped his pencil on the desk incessantly and rolled back and forth in his chair while he stared at his laptop. He must have gotten up fifteen times to go walk to their mini fridge and walk back to his seat.
Then, Lance straightened in his chair and pressed a hand to his stomach. A grimace crossed his face and he stood up.
“Lance? Are you okay?”
“Stomachache.” He bit out, gritting his teeth as he climbed into bed.
Keith frowned. “Are you going to be sick?”
“I don’t…maybe.” He groaned.
“What happened? You were fine literally a minute ago.”
“I’m fine. Leave me alone.” He groaned, curling into himself as tightly as possible.
“-I’m FINE. This happens a lot. Leave me alone.”
“What do you mean?” He demanded. “Do you need to see a doctor?”
Lance let out a heavy sigh. “I have…nnngh…I have ADHD.”
“That…what does that have to do with your stomach?”
“I forgot to take my meds. This is a side effect.”
“Oh shit.” Keith said, his eyebrows shooting up. “Do you need anything?”
“I just need to…r-ride it out.” He groaned, gripping the blankets and writhing in pain. Sharp, stabbing, cramping pains were shooting across his abdomen in waves.
“Are you sure?”
Lance just groaned in pain, pressing his face into the pillow.
“Okay, I’m calling Shiro.”
“-it’s not up for discussion, Lance.” He said firmly.
Lance whimpered in pain, squeezing his eyes shut.
Keith dialed Shiro’s number, keeping his eyes on Lance.
“Shiro, we need you over here.”
“What’s the matter?”
“What happened with Lance?”
“He has a really bad stomachache…he’s writhing in pain in bed and I don’t know what to do.”
“Does he have a fever?”
“I don’t-Lance, do you have a fever?”
“No, idiot. I don’t have a fever.” Lance spat. “I’m not SICK, you don’t need to call Sh-Shiro…I’m f-ngggh.”
Keith rolled his eyes. “He doesn’t have a fever.”
“Give him something for the pain, I’ll be there soon.”
A wave of nausea rolled over him, and he got out of bed and made a b-line for the bathroom.
Lance slammed the door shut, and leaned over the toilet to empty his stomach. When he emerged from the bathroom, pale and shaky, Shiro was there.
“Are you alright?” He asked, pressing his hand to Lance’s cheek.
Lance batted his hand away. “I’m fine.”
Throwing up almost always brought relief when this happened. He felt mostly better, his stomach still hurt but it was nowhere as bad as before.
“You’re not fine.” Shiro said, shaking his head. Lance groaned, thoroughly irritated at all the attention he was getting.
Keith pursed his lips. “He says it’s a side effect from not taking his medication.”
Shiro frowned. “What? What medication?”
Lance clenched his jaw. “I have ADHD. I forgot to take my medication and that’s why I was so unbearable today.”
“Lance, you weren’t-”
“I annoyed you…I know I was. I knew when I kept cutting you off. I know how annoying I get when I don’t take them…I tried really hard to stop…to be normal, but I couldn’t. I’m sorry.” Lance said, his eyes filling with tears.
“Look,” Shiro started. “I’ll admit…I was getting frustrated.”
“Me too, but dude, it wasn’t just that you were annoying. We knew something was up, you’re not usually this…uh…”
“All over the place.” Shiro supplied.
“Yeah, that. You’re not usually all over the place like this.”
can we talk about why natsu even took lucy to that spot in the first place like did natsu find this spot and think hey lemme bring lucy? did the starry night sky remind him of her? it doesn’t seem like happy is there??? you know his best bud why’d he bring only lucy?
A Strain makes Misaki moans fiercely everytime he's near Saru although he aren't feeling anything :))
Yata would be endlessly embarrassed and Fushimi would probably find
it hilarious. Like imagine this happens pre-S1 and they’re still
enemies when Yata gets hit by the ‘makes people moan’ Strain (ooh,
maybe the power only works around a certain person though and they
assume it’s just whoever you first run into after being hit but
really it’s based on who you’re most attracted to). Shortly after
being hit Yata’s searching for the Strain when he all but runs into
Fushimi, who’s also in the middle of pursuing the same Strain for
Scepter 4. Yata’s eyes narrow as Fushimi’s smile widens and Yata’s
about to yell something at Fushimi when all that comes out of his
mouth is this low, sexual moan. Fushimi is just staring at Yata
blankly like what was that and Yata immediately goes bright red,
stammering that he doesn’t know and anyway let’s get on with
the fight, monkey. Fushimi steps forward to attack and Yata moans
again, louder this time, and now they’re both red as Fushimi
asks what the hell is wrong with Yata today.
Yata’s super embarrassed and has no idea why he keeps moaning, like
he doesn’t feel any different than normal and of course seeing
Fushimi always gives him all these conflicted feelings but sexual
moaning is usually not part of that. He tries to cover it up like I
was just yawning what’s your problem, but he barely gets the words
out before he starts moaning again. Fushimi snickers like oh so are
you just happy to see me Misaki and Yata’s like fuck you I
don’t know what you’re talking about. But then imagine they start to
fight anyway and maybe Fushimi briefly manages to get Yata pinned
(maybe kabedon-style like in ep 1 of ROK) and as he’s leaning in with
a smirk Yata gives the most sensual moan. Fushimi immediately jumps
back, noting that Yata’s become awfully bold all of a sudden for a
virgin. Yata’s like I am not—wait are you blushing? Fushimi denies
that flatly but he is very clearly red in the face and he only gets
redder when he leans in and Yata moans again, louder. (Also assume
that at least at some point the two of them ares squabbling about
this, Yata still pinned against the wall, and that’s when one of like
the Homra rank and file walks by to see Fushimi Saruhiko pinning a
moaning Yata Misaki against the wall and makes a quick retreat. Later
Yata gets back to the bar and has no idea why people keep slapping
his back and congratulating him and telling him that it was pretty
bold to go for the alley sex.)
Flattery gets you places my dear ;3 the long awaited part seven! :D
Blue narrowed her eyes, but before she could respond the pod hissed softly, signaling that the healing process was finished. She jumped to her feet just in time to catch Lance, shooing away Shiro’s attempt to help. She may have only been 5'7" but she was stronger than she looked. Lance was still asleep, not that she blamed him, poor dear. That ion cannon had really packed a punch.
“Um, Blue? The others are worried about him too, so, would you mind bringing him to the common room? Everyone is waiting. That’s also why I came down here. We wanted to apologize, in person.” Shiro explained, flinching slightly at the deadly glare the humanized Lion gave him. “Do you promise to treat him better?” She growled, already scooping her Paladin up into a princess carry, tucking his head against her shoulder. Shiro nodded. “I swear.” He said quietly, in all seriousness.
“Hmph. Very well then.” Blue turned and left the med bay, Shiro walking after her as she made her way to the main common room. She was still a slight bit angry. They had hurt her cub, which was unforgivable in her eyes. Unfortunately, she could not freeze the offenders without her sisters interfering, as each were quite protective of their chosen cub as well. Red would probably set her on fire, which was annoying in its own right. Scorch marks were hard to get rid of. Not to mention Green would probably tangle vines in her metal body’s wiring again. Seriously, you terrify a Green Paladin one time…
She focused on the door to the common room as it slid open, stepping inside to see a sight that alleviated some of her anger. Keith was pacing worriedly, boots scuffing the floor, gaze trained on the ground. Hunk and Pidge were both on the couch, Hunk watching Keith and bouncing his leg anxiously, clearly distressed. Pidge had rested her arms on top of her legs, head bowed to stare blankly at the space between her feet, obviously upset.
Shiro entered behind her, clearing his throat to gather attention. Keith’s head whipped up so fast Blue could have sworn she heard a crack. “Lance!” The name uttered from the Red Paladin’s lips had both Hunk and Pidge looking up as well, relief flooding all three faces. Blue huffed quietly and moved to set her cub on the couch, the opposite side from the Green and Yellow Paladins. She looked up when her sisters slipped into the room as well, and smiled as Red shot her a begrudging palliative smile. Blue and Red may have been opposites, but the still cared about each other.
As soon as Lance was settled, Blue was tackled into a hug by Yellow, the bulkier human Lion babbling about how worried she was when Blue got broken off of Voltron like that, Green joining in as well and poking her body, commenting on her choice of body type. Black stood next to Shiro, arms folded under her chest and smiling happily at the sight of her sister being safe. Red was busy scolding Keith for pacing so long, the shorter 5'2" woman barely clearing her Paladin’s chest. Blue meanwhile, was trying to answer Green’s questions and Yellow’s babbling to the best of her ability, only to shush them suddenly.
Lance groaned from his spot on the couch, and blinked his eyes open.
*cackles again* I leave you with yet another cliffhanger! I don’t think I even have to ask if you guys want a part 8 at this point :3 soon my dears!
Patience yields fanfics! ;3
The four horsemen of the apocalypse: “can I pet your dog?”, *actively tries to distract your sd from their jobs*, *just runs up to pet your sd*, “your dog is so cute I would just steal them if I had the chance!”
I’m getting tired of seeing people complaining over and over again about art details. You know, it can be very discouraging to read “omg just post the whole picture!!” under your posts several times a day.
Art details are a thing people, it has always been a thing in art studies. As art blog owners, we don’t spend hours doing our edits and choosing the right close-ups just for the sake of our ~tumblr aesthetics~. I know some non-art-related blogs do that, like they oddly rotate a painting, take an anecdotal detail of it and put it in black and white, but please learn to see the difference with an actual art blog. In real life, like in a museum, you appreciate an art work by looking at its whole, then letting your eyes catching small details and select new points of view on it.
One of the most important art historians wrote a book about art details, and even art amateurs from the Renaissance analysed paintings by the details. Good luck studying the Last Judgement by Michaelangelo from the Sistine Chapel without details!
So please if you don’t like art details just don’t reblog them. I don’t like maaaaaany things on this website but I’m definitely not complaining about them all day long.
Also, captions are there for you to go look for the whole picture yourself if you want to. Remember this. ♥