#I’m okay but goddamn

[deprivedmusicaljunkie]

today’s mood is reading the lyrics to all things end and getting sad. not even listening to the song, just. reading the lyrics

[italic-doing-random-shit]

bold of you to assume I have brain cells

And I am ONLY AN INCH SHORTER THEN YOU

[spirit-of-beetlejuiceblues12]

Stan Twins headcanons No One asked for (TW: some angst)

Because I’m obsessing over Gravity Falls yet again.

Stan and Ford shared the Diablo through high school (they bought it together), but their parents bought Ford his own car for graduation after Stan was kicked out

Stanley cried when he crashed the Diablo to fake his death because it felt like losing his brother all over again

Stanley kept all the mirrors/reflective surfaces in the house covered for at least a year after the portal incident

Ford refused to keep the home movies from his and Stan’s childhood; Stanley got them from their parents at his funeral and kept them in the Shack for when he finally got Ford home

Fiddleford actually enjoyed having Bill around until he started being actively creepy and take advantage of Ford

Time passes differently in different dimensions, so Ford forgot how old he was until he got back to his home dimension and found a calendar

The people of Gravity Falls genuinely love Stan like he’s their uncle; every town needs a grouchy uncle

Ford had girls literally lining up to flirt with him in college but was too busy/dumb to notice

The twins forgot to call Shermie and explain everything for nearly half a year after Ford’s return; Dipper and Mabel said nothing about it, assuming Stan and Ford had already told him

Shermie knew it was Stanley in Gravity Falls the whole time and just figured Ford was off working for the government as a top secret scientific advisor or something

While adventuring on the Stan O’ War II, Ford calls Dipper and Mabel obsessively to make sure they’re doing okay

Stan and Ford both ship Dipcifica, but for different reasons (“Marry rich, kid, I like it!” “They make each other better, Stanley!”)

[imthursdaysyme]

Guinevere convincing the officer she can chill her husband out

[campbyler]

heads up that i will be using chapter 10.2 to promote my mike and mitchell best friends forever agenda thanks

[murdleandmarot]

Bluebelle and her music box :)

[bipanicoverthegravessiblings]

How about Ashley x Emo Fem Reader? Like gothic with uhh emotic? Or something like that. Like they meet when they been in high school. And they live in Y/N's house that she get from her parents when they passed

If you had any questions, ask me

Oooohhhh- okay okay!

Ashley Graves x Emo Fem!Reader

Social outcast, you generally considered yourself

Not just you, your peers as well had called you that- or…crude variations of it

Point is, no one in school really liked you

You’ve overheard their gossip- all the same shit really

“I bet she lights cats on fire!” “Look at her sleeves, I bet she cuts herself.” “She’s gonna blow up the school I swear”

They couldn’t even bother to be creative with their assumptions about you- a lot of the same depressed demon stuff

….and you are depressed- but that’s besides the point!

You never really connected with any of your peers..

…well- except one..

Lunchtime was quite possibly the worst part of your day. It was a war zone. In the classrooms you had teachers to lessen the blows your classmates would throw at you, both metaphorically and physically, here the only solace of a savior were the underpaid lunch ladies who were occupied handing out food to students.

You hugged the wall as you carefully watched your peers, they all seemed fairly occupied in their own conversations- not even noticing you. You liked it when they forgot your existence. Loneliness beat cruelty.

There was a table you always sat at, tucked into the corner of the lunchroom- and for good reasons. The surface was littered with graffiti of swears, slurs, those cool S’s, and various crude doodles left by your peers. Not only that, but the table was very wobbly, so badly you usually have to use two textbooks to prop it up. The bottom was covered in dried out, chewed gum- the entire thing was just a sitting “DO NOT COME HERE” sign.

And it was perfect!

No one ever sat there due to how shitty it was, you think the students and faculty didn’t even bother to go near it. They either think it’s cursed, or forgot about it. Or both. Maybe both. But today someone had actually got there before you did.

A disgruntled girl with messy black hair poked at the mystery meat on her lunch tray. Poked isn’t the right word- more like viciously stabbed it repeatedly. Her nose scrunched in frustration, likely not directed towards the so-called food, but it was the only thing she had to vent her frustrations on to. She hadn’t noticed you.

You stood there a little awkwardly, not wanting to startle her on accident, so instead you spoke up meekly.

“Uhm…hi.” You smiled a little, trying to harmless. She didn’t look like your average bullies, but you can never be too careful.

She looked up at you with her pink eyes- her gaze was sharp, and you instinctively tensed in preparation for some insult to be thrown. She gave you a once over before returning to her tray, “…hey.”

“Can I…sit here?” It was a dumb question. Technically this table had been your seat, and this girl just showed up out of nowhere- but, oh well.

She gave a frustrated sigh, “God- did Andy put you up to this?” She asked rather accusatory, pointing her fork at you.

You opened your mouth to reply before she interrupted you, “Look how many times do I have to tell you hussies, you’re just wasting your time! He’s not going to fuck you if you’re nice to me so just—“

“Who’s Andy?”

The question you asked sounded genuine….cause it was. Really, you had no idea who this ‘Andy’ guy was. The girl lowered her fork, eyeing you wearily before she decided that you weren’t lying. She turned her head and muttered,

“….you can sit.”

And so you did. The two of you ate in relative silence. Well- you ate. Your new lunch friend more-so stabbed at her food then ate it. You swallowed down the lump of unidentifiable cafeteria meat and gave her a friendly smile. The silence was deafening and you’d never had anyone to eat with so maybe…maybe this could be nice for a change..

“I’m Y/N.” You introduced yourself.

The girl glanced up at you before returning to her tray, “…Ashley..”

“I’ve never seen you at this table much.” your hands patted the surface nervously.

“Normally I sit with my brother and so-called friend,” her words dripped with malice, “But my stupid brother had to go study for some history test! And my ‘friend’ conveniently didn’t save me a seat…” she stuck her fork into the biggest chunk of her food and muttered, “Fucking bitch…”

“That’s a bit harsh..” you mumbled, causing Ashley to perk up and glare at you.

She practically climbed over the table and held her fork out towards you, making your hands instinctively raise in surrender, “She is a bitch! A doe-eyed hussie who thinks she’s soooooo innocent when she sucks just as much as everyone else!”

“I meant it was harsh that she wouldn’t let you sit with her,” your eyes were fixated on the fork, kind of worried Ashley would drive it into your neck, “I…should’ve been more specific. Sorry.”

Ashley’s pink eyes widened a little, she almost seemed- shocked someone took her side. Slowly, she clambered back to her seat and went quiet. You lowered your hands back into your lap and stared at her. Ashley pushed her tray and folded her arms overtop the table.

“….thanks.” She mumbled.

After that, you saw Ashley a lot more

It wasn’t every day, maybe once a week or two she would show up at your hidden table to eat

Slowly, she came out of that shell and actually initiated conversations

Well- conversations were a stretch. It was more like her venting about her frustrating day while you nodded along and ate.

Eventually, she liked you enough to stop you in the halls and walk with you

Usually her brother, Andrew you had come to learn his actual name, walked with her and she made a show to cling on to your arm

It never failed to make the heat rush to your face

Ashley was cute. Very cute. And had a general unhinged vibe that just made her all the more alluring

So it didn’t surprise you that you’d catch feelings for your new friend

No- what surprised you was when Ashley actually liked you back

You paused, silence hanging in the air as Ashley stared at you expectingly. Her foot tapped with impatience as she awaited what you were going to say.

“Well?”

You didn’t know what to say, the only time anyone has asked you out was as a prank. This was different. The question wasn’t coming from some bully barely able to keep their giggles in, this was coming from your friend. Someone you trusted. Someone who wouldn’t hurt you…..at least you think. She did threaten you with a fork.

Ashley’s growing impatience let you know just how slack jawed you were, “Look- if you’re going to be weird about this then just…forget I said anything.” She crossed her arms, turning away from you in a huff.

That was when you came out of your stupor, trying to salvage this, “No! No! It’s okay- really! I’m just….shocked that you asked me out.” You stammered with your explanation, “I didn’t even think you liked girls..”

“Me neither.” She mumbled, the faintest starts of a blush painting her cheeks. It was cute. She was cute.

Your face softened as you placed a hand on her shoulder, “….I’d love to.”

From there you two were dating

Had it only put more unwanted attention on you? Yes, but you wouldn’t have it any other way

You were happy, so fuck what those jerks had to say

Things were good, and after high school the both of you fucked off to another town

With Andrew in college, it’s not like Ashley wanted to stick around her shitty homelife

And you- honestly had no connections aside from your parents, and moving out was expected

So, it was you and Ashley. Outcast for outcast

[filmbyjy]

does jake want me to cry due to awwness or ‘holy shit wtf’ness

BC WHAT THE HELL SIM JAEYUN😀

NAH THE- THE- OML

[navarice]

what i love so much about wei ying is how much he actually loves children. like he canonically is a good mentor/father figure and he wants to have kids of his own someday. it tears me apart inside thinking about how much he suppresses with jin ling because…that’s his shijie’s son, and in another world, he would’ve been the best uncle jin ling ever had. and with a-yuan being his “little one”, he was so heartbroken every time he thought a-yuan probably didn’t make it out of the burial mounds. in yi city, he was the ideal teacher: giving the disciples chances to figure out the solution for themselves and getting some hands on experience by guiding them on what to look for when night hunting…

lan zhan and wei ying’s dynamic with children is so special because anyone with half a brain can tell they care so much about all the kids they come across. truly after the war, with all the orphans and complicated family dynamics, to watch two people who mutually love and support each other through hell and back also simultaneously adopting every broken child is so healing, even when it doesn’t work out in the end.

[crybaby-bkg]

holding Bakugou’s face in your hands and singing the cheesiest songs to him and watching him try to complain about everything even though he can’t help but love how everything sounds and how pretty your mouth is and admire how your lips curve around that one word. gets so entranced at the sight and sound of you, he doesn’t even realize how heavy his head has gotten in your palm, how low his eyes are, and how red his cheeks have gotten <3

[frnkiebby]

yeah, hi, frank in pastels?????~🎃

[gravehags]

cock AND balls?? in this economy??

[yourlokalescholar]

Okay so I posted this on Ao3 ages ago but completely forgot I meant to upload here so uh… better late than never?

Anyway this is the first part of my roleswap au :D Working on part two now; I’ll upload it here once it’s done, but there are two chapters on my Ao3 already if anyone wants to check it out!

[fleurbies]

IF U STUPID JACE ANONS RUN OFF MY FAV WRITERS/ACCOUNTS I STG I WILL EAT YOU

LET PEOPLE ENJOY THINGS 🫡🫡 this is the one good thing i have going on in my life i stg if u guys ruin this for me i will hunt u down

[dawnlotus1]

So. I was filling in Dakota’s wiki for the Jrwiki mirahaze, writing his backstory etc etc. and while trying to sum up the fist accident with Katori on the rooftop I think I summed up Dakota’s entire mentality. (IMHO)

Above is an excerpt saying : “… not have enough strength to pull her up, instead opting to fall with her rather than let her go.”

What I’m saying is. Dakota values his strength so much because that’s the tool he uses to save things. Protect things, preserve what he cares about. For him this strength is usually physical but sometimes mental, as he lends his enthusiasm to others. For him, he never wants some undesirable result to be outside of his control so he has to train so he can exert enough control over a situation to be able to change it.

However when this exertion is still not enough, or is often times the case that the situation lies in someone else’s hand usually because of mental reasons (like the “it” being a choice belonging to another), then Dakota cannot have control.

For most people this is a loss. You lose, the person in front of you makes a choice you didn’t want them too.

But for Dakota letting go isn’t something he can do. And when you don’t let go, then the only result is that the choice being made by the other is also made for you.

Aka, if she falls, you fall. And if someone makes a choice that changes things, and you can’t let go of that person, then you have opted to change as well.

This of course has had its varying effects positive and negative on Dakota. But he doesn’t care as long as his hand never leaves that of what he cares about.

Additionally this means that if William chooses to go “evil”, I don’t think Dakota will let go. Because he didn’t have the strength to “pull William up” - for him the only result left is to “fall with him”. I think if William goes to some morally grey place that puts him on the “dark side” I think Dakota will too. In his own way.

He’s tied a rope around himself like a climber in a group expedition. This rope is there so that when a teammate falls, his strength to hold on steadies the both of them. But if his strength fails, then both of them, or all of them, everything he has connected himself too, falls as well. Unless of course those connected to his rope cuts it before that happens. This is what he fears the most.

[mavspeed]

something that really pisses me off is this headcanon that ice would have been or was against mav pulling bradley’s papers for the academy.

like i’m sorry but I need some of you to think for a second. this is a man whose jet wash indirectly also led to the accident that resulted in goose’s death and probably carried that guilt for half his life too. this is also the man who was there to watch mav and carole grieve for the brother/husband they lost for YEARS. not to mention he was close to goose as well since they were both at the academy. like he would have wanted to protect bradley just as much as mav did when he made the decision to pull the papers. it’s a dumb moment for both of them but again. 100% they would have both thought they were doing the right thing for bradley.