#*if im not mistaken

[bishounenbtr]

such a shame that we never got to see any of the guys’ bedrooms in the show. what was the rooming situation like!!! what was their decor like!! i need answers now!!

[imkazz]

remembering suddenly that 5/9 hashiras have been accused of murder then giggling

[putridcrow]

there were pictures of blonde leigh floating around i can't find them now help

[funzige-gedachten]

Happy valentines to my beloved mutuals and also everyone else who reads this❤️

[einkleinesmittelding]

One character, two weapons and two art styles xD

[zwath]

WHOOO Wheeee.... That was a good first time in boop participation! I get why its so fun now!! >w<

[rhymeswithfart]

I tried my hand at a little redesign of Jo Jitsu to make him less uh... Yeah... But does this make the design better... Does the redesigning even make it better or is it just hiding the uncomfortable history? Or is it showing "look, you never had to rely on these visual stereotypes in the first place to make an engaging character"? Is this character even salvageable or are the stereotypes written too deeply into the his core.... Is it worth salvaging characters like this to see what could have been? Do I have the right to try to salvage the character ...

[table-top-romulan-playing-games]

Randomly remembered that episode of star trek where a war was being waged via a computer system like they were playing battle ship, and the computer decided when an attack happened, and where, and what the casualties are instead of a real attack...

And then inorder to keep the system going they would have people represent the casualties and dispose of them in a disintegration chamber,,, and the societies called it "more humane and less destructive"

Fucking wild plot concept tbh

[afklancelot]

reference moment

[futebolfutbol]

Someone stop neymar

[stooped-dog]

Sometimes I look at Zlatan and think it's scary to stand next to him because he's so big. Brahim is about half a head taller than me, and he's so tiny next to him

And then I remember that volleyball exist

See those two twinks on the sides? Yeah, they're two meters tall

How do I feel when I realize that there are people out there who make two-meter-tall men look small next to them? Endless fear

[valleynix]

Can lunatic take over readers body whenever they want? Or can they only do so under MM’s influence

they can do it on their own! Reader typically has to be unconscious (which is why Lunatic often bashes their head in before they take over) for them to take control, but since the two are so connected, they can easily do so. Miranda is typically only around to help Lunatic have a physical form and to oversee their progress/how they go about things :D

(note that they usually just have no need or want to take over, so they just... don't. they prefer remaining out of sight and out of mind, and it's not like they particularly enjoy being around the Dimitrescus anyway)

[emmyrosee]

Don’t know if you’re taking request, but imagine modern college au where Toji has baby Megumi (the mother isn’t in their life) and reader, his girlfriend, have class together but has to bring Megumi along cause he has no babysitter or they cancelled, so while sitting on the back seat of the class, Megumi is playing with you hair for attention and so you pick him up and hold him and Megumi kicks his legs happy while he draws you all, as a big happy family UGH

IM GOINF TO DIEEEEEE THIS IS SO PRECIOUS AUGH

And secretly, you’re kind of glad when Megumi’s babysitter cancels, because the little boy is so sweet and so well behaved it’s like he’s not even there anyways, and yet you still adore spending time with him. So when Toji knocks on your door to pick you up, and there’s a tiny Megumi in his arms, he rolls his eyes as you squeal and take Megumi into your own arms, who instinctively wraps his around you.

“Yeah, hug him before me, how nice of ya,” he scoffs, but he smiles as you press a loving kiss to his lips.

“Not his fault I like him more than you,” you coo.

He snorts and grabs your book bag from the ground, carrying it as you make baby small talk with Megumi- what he colored the other day, the pretty kitty he saw on the walk to you, and the new highest number he learned to count to; which, he eagerly displays as you conclude your walk to class.

“You’re so smart, megumi!” You praise, nuzzling his nose with yours while Toji holds the door open for you both. You’re quick to make your way to the back, plopping down on the double table. “Baby, hold megumi for a sec?” You ask, and when Toji takes Megumi back into his arms, you take off your hoodie to lay it on the ground as a slight cushion. “There. Come get comfy Megumi!”

The small boy is let out of his father’s hold and makes his way to the hoodie, sitting down quietly before blinking his big eyes at you and Toji.

“I got your coloring books hold on,” Toji says, taking his own seat as he opens his bag. He pulls out a box of crayons, slightly worn from use, and a big coloring book, filled with dragons and knights for him to fill in. Megumi’s eyes light up as his father passes him the book, and he immediately goes to work.

The class starts like normal. No one says much about Megumi being there, an occasional smile or gesture for a high five from the small boy, but no one bats a negative eye. Megumi’s small but quiet, he’s a good kid who plays with his own toys and sits in place. No one really minds his company- especially not you.

Professor drones on for hours, talking about something you can’t pay attention to- you’re too busy playing with Megumi’s hair, carding the black locks and smiling down at him as he nuzzles into your touch. You’ll get the notes from toji later. You’ve got more important things to take care of.

It isn’t until megumi uncharacteristically stands up with a few crayons in his hand and reaches a hand up to stroke your head, smoothing down any hairs. You turn to him with a smile, patting your lap for him to crawl into, which he does eagerly. You flip your notebook to a random blank sheet- definitely making a note to get a rundown from Toji later- and let him color anything his heart desires. You bury your face into his tiny head of hair and gently rock both of you back and forth, only to smile when you feel Toji’s big, warm hand lay on your back, thumb smoothing up and down your spine. Megumi’s legs dangle and swing happily as he colors, occasionally humming in thought quietly.

The professor finally, after two hours, concluded his lesson, bidding you all farewell and dismissing the class. You stretch and take a peek over to Toji’s messy notes, and you chuckle and lean over to press a kiss to his cheek. “Pay extra close attention so you could teach me, huh?”

He snorts and turns his head to kiss your lips, “you had the kid, I knew your ass wasn’t going to pay attention. Besides- I can always tutor you later,” he chuckles.

You swat his chest with a laugh before turning back to Megumi, “what did you draw, lovey? Can we see?”

You see Megumi ponder for a moment, eyes looking down in thought before he looks up at you and nods quietly. When you open your notebook again, you nearly cry from the drawing.

It’s the three of you- toji drawn as a big square, you, a triangle, and Megumi a small circle. The two of them have dark scribbles to represent their hair, but Megumi took the liberty of being extra careful coloring your hair, making it look nice and pretty. You’re all encapsulated in a big, pink, messy heart that almost fills up the entire page.

“Who’s that?” Toji asks, pointing at a small circle between you and Megumi.

“Mr. Moo,” he says simply, referring to his tiny stuffed cow he sleeps with at night. Toji hums in acknowledgment, but you’re too busy burying your face against Megumi’s, kissing his tiny cheeks and squishing him close. He wraps his arms around you, merely out of instinct.

“Can I have it, Megumi?” You ask, and when the small boy nods, toji scoffs in offense.

“Hey. You got the last one- this one’s mine!” He argues.

“Uhhh, actually, you get Megumi all the time, so I call dibs on all his drawings,” you say back. “It’s a fair trade.”

“I’ll show you a fair trade,” he grumbles, but he leans down to pick up your bag all the same. “Come on. I need a coffee.”

“C’n I have donut?” Megumi asks.

“Why not?” Toji shrugs. “You were good today.”

“He’s good every day,” you hum happily.

[catmask]

i know everyone said 'replies from sideblogs could go bad' though personally i was excited for them (for topic specific sideblog running purposes) but i do think we should be able to send asks from sideblogs too tbh. it could also get exceptionally ugly very fast but i think that for all the topic-specific blogs like ask blogs, for systems who have headmates with diff sideblogs, and for people who want to make friends in smaller communities focused on niche topics unrelated to their main i feel like it would be worth it

[spiritsong]

fen'harel | veiltober prompt day 21

my god is dark and like a web: a hundred roots silently drinking.