#BUT STILL lolll

[chdarling]

feeling pretty emotional this morning about how there are only 2 chapters of TLE2 left. Holy shit.

[viktorrotkiv]

i finally get it. i finally understand how people get into relationships with a 10-year age gap.

(just for context i am in my early twenties. i'm not like 15 lmao)

ok storytime. over the past two weeks i've met several people in a setting where it would have made sense for them to be anywhere between early twenties to early thirties. we all got along well, but there was one guy in particular that i offhandedly thought was cute, and we seemed to get along pretty well, becoming friendly.

then today. today i discovered he's somewhere between 8-10 years older than me. huh? wha? how??

and my takeaway wasn't "he's 10 years older than me, let's take all romantic thoughts (barely existent, tentative, half-baked, offhanded thoughts) off the table," my takeaway was "ohh so that's how people get into those relationships with the intense age gaps. the age difference doesn't really change your perception of the person if you already know them."

anyway. i always say live and let live but now i'm at "live and let live but also i think i understand"

[dekuneho]

husband of the year ☆ ( prohero!katsuki x reader ) — in your defense, who would've thought he would barge in while you're at work? clearly not you.

The TV was broadcasting and heatedly narrating Dynamight's current Villain-of-the-Week takedown when your co-worker, Yaeko whom you remember by her pin-straight waist-length hair and delight in a bunch of hearsay, taps on your shoulder for attention.

"Mm?" you murmur distractedly, incapable of tearing your eyes away from how the camera has easily captured the swift fluttering mid-air, even if just barely. No ordinary person could keep up with the force that is Bakugou Katsuki.

"Ayane-chan clocked out early."

"Did she?"

Yaeko settles on the plastic chair on your right, watching the #1 Pro Hero absolutely pulverize the villain with the most elegance, Bakugou style. She doesn't take it in with the same rapt. Doesn't hold her breath or tighten her grip on her knees, not like you.

"Her husband picked her up. They're having dinner," Yaeko sings, then sighs dreamily. "Oh, if only mine would pick me up with a nice, sleek car."

The villain finally registers he's clearly overestimated his plan for victory and starts begging for mercy. Dynamight appears too distracted to even feel victorious about it.

"That would be nice," you agree, though you're not really sure what she's saying anymore as Dynamight takes the last win. His expression looks off — far away.

'And once again, #1 Pro Hero Dynamight proves why he's at the top, breaking his last three-minute record! Looks like he'll be securing this year's ranking as well.' The reporter gushes like it's some Olympic Sport. Dynamight would grin like a fucking bastard, too, usually, but not today, it seems.

"How come I never see your husband?" Yaeko asks all of a sudden.

"That would be no good," you say, chuckling. "He's busy enough as he is."

Yaeko appraises your assured smile. "Hm. Is that what he says?"

The reporter continues gushing, "And he flees the scene in a signature Dynamight hit-and-run. He might be off to save another city; who knows!"

"That's what everyone says, really," you say cryptically, moments later. You wonder why Dynamight looked so distracted. It wasn't like him.

In the immediate silence that follows, you spare a glance at your co-worker. Yaeko looks thirsty for prying, but as soon as her shoulder comes in contact with yours, she rears back with a gasp.

"You're still sick!" she admonishes, not unlike in the tone a mother hen if they could speak and grip both your shoulders. "I was wondering why you even came today when you were all but dying last night."

You jerk away. "I was just feeling a little feverish. Nothing too bad.”

Yaeko clicks her tongue. The chair slides back as she pushes off to get water from the dispenser near the TV. The reporter drones on about how fortunate they were to witness the Pro Hero in broad daylight, followed by the dispenser's buzz.

"Your husband let you out like that?" she asks.

"He doesn't know," you murmur shamefully.

Yaeko appears unimpressed, holding the cup to your lips. You sigh and move to keep the glass yourself, feeling a little petulant about it.

Commotion begins to pick up in volume from outside, muted by the walls. Yaeko pays no mind to it, but your hair picks up on its ends. When there's a stifled sound of explosion, you understand why. The news moves to a different topic, though it seems that the headlines made its way to you himself.

"Shit. Hide me, Yaeko-san. Please."

Yaeko frowns. "What? Hey, don't move so much."

The door slides open and presents the #1 Hero himself, sweating and seething and still looking like a dream. He has to twist his upper body, the door for ordinarily built men unable to accommodate his solid, beefy arms.

"You," he growls, eyes blazing.

"Noo." You shield your face with the crook of your arm, but there isn't a single wall in the world that Dynamight can't break through.

Behind him, the security guard emerges and looks rightfully guilty. He makes a gesture of 'I tried, sorry. It's up to you now.'

He grips your elbow and pushes it out of view until your face is bare, and you're witness to his very, very angry face. "I told you not to punch in for work."

He did say that. "Uhh…"

"You went all," He pitches his voice somewhere obnoxiously high, "'Don't worry, baby, I won't!' — we lyin' to each other now?"

You did also say that.

"Baby?" Yaeko whispers to herself, stunned.

Dynamight scowls, ripping his glove out to press it on your forehead, his skin ice-cold. You wonder if this is how the villain from earlier felt, though maybe with a little less arousal at the sight of his eyes. "Fuckin' idiot," he mutters under his breath.

"D-Dynamight, sir," Yaeko pipes up, looking shell-shocked, "please unhand my co-worker."

"Ha? You the one who asked this idiot to clock in?"

"No." You shield Yaeko's terrified expression with your hand. "No, she didn't. I did it myself."

"Yeah, 'cause you're a dumbass on your own," he says, and now the familiarity of bickering feels more like your Katsuki in the walls of your home. Your husband, who seriously came all the way here after kicking some ass. Katsuki turns to Yaeko. "Tell your boss we're leaving. Don't call."

And he pulls you up and drags you off. You half-expected him to throw you over his shoulder, but his neck brace might dig into your side painfully, and Katsuki has already considered it despite his boiling anger at your disobedience.

"Katsuki," you whine, heating up at the stonished staring while you're tugged off into the exit. "Did you really fly all the way here just to kidnap me home?

"The hell's with that," he snaps. "I'm clocking out for the day 'cause I'm not stupid like your stupid ass."

"Katsuki!"

"'sides," Katsuki gives you a long look over his shoulder, and oh, is this what he was thinking about the entire time? Your heart does a bit of somersaulting. "Who else is gonna take care of you?"

Yaeko can keep her nice, sleek cars. Nothing beats this.

[stealingpotatoes]

i can't wait til i finish the inquisition playthru comics to draw her, so everyone meet mine and @highladyofdusk's Rook, Rookwir Aldwir (+ timeskip inq'isita!!) !!!

(commission info // tip jar!)

[satoumafuyuss]

Requests from twitter ❤️

[demonzoro]

if i had a reliable kouhai i would hype him up so much. everyone clap and cheer or i'll hollow purple this whole building

[ID: A screenshot redraw of Gojo introducing Nanami Kento. Gojo has light brown skin, with silver earrings shaped like two eyes stacked on both ears. He's gesturing grinning widely and gesturing to his right, where Nanami stands with his arms folded. Nanami has tan skin with many faded scars, wearing his usual suit and glasses. His left hand tangles with where Gojo's right hand drapes over his shoulder. The manga-style text reads - Gojo: "This is Nanami Kento, ex-salaryman dropout sorcerer!" Nanami: "Please don't call me that." END ID.]

[quackwerkz]

Low Poly Megavolt!!!

Complete with enrichment in his enclosure!!!!

I've been spending these past few months learning blender and I finally made something worth showing! My first fully complete model! :] Please be nice to him!!

[timehuntress]

sip 'n sit

[serendippertyy]

MY PINKIEDASH KIDDOS!!

i have been working on these guys for years but since I am ceasing posting on DA I thought I should share my lil guys elsewhere!!

ANYWAYS HERE THEY ARE

🩷🩵🩷🩵🩷🩵

lavender parley! she's the eldest and super soft spoken, so basically the complete opposite of her whole family. she is a therapist and occasional school counselor!!

pop rocks! a natural born dancer- she's little bitty but she knows how to move! a total sweetheart whose big into the 80s aesthetic

shark bait! total surfer dude,, he's not that great at flying but he uses his wings to maneuver when surfing! also passionate about marine animals, although he is still unsure of his path in life

sugar rush! basically a mini pinkie pie...has a massive sweet tooth and is already looking forward to one day owning sugar cube corner! also her design was gifted to me! <3

funfetti blast, sugar rush's twin brother! big ol nerdy kid,, got his cutie mark very young when he won first place at the science fair! fully supported by dash whose also a big nerd herself

[lucabyte]

Happy halloween from Purrgatorio!! This year's costume theme is: things that have been distracting me from writing Purrgatorio

[yakultii]

28 October / I think it’s gonna be okay guys !

[blu3b3rryj4mp1r3]

gives u a banan

thank you!! bananas r 1 of my favourite fruits!!

[sallytwo]

Do you wanna know how far you've come?

id in alt.

[stealingpotatoes]

got the jedi survivor artbook and was struck w the immediate need to redesign new republic merrin (again) (3rd time now)

(donation doodles! // tip jar)

[killmordecai4352]

i finally finished this 2day ^_^"

[bilaudad]

a scene from chapter 11 of one of my favorite Good Omens fics (at least top 3 if not just my favorite, hands down, no qualifiers) How Do We Turn On The Light by @moonyinpisces. I am insane over their excellent characterization, prose, and imaginative post s2 plotting. Seriously go read it and be insane with me!

(listen, the cab of the Bentley is exactly the dimensions any artist or fic writer needs it to be at any given moment. don't worry about it)