#LET THEM TIE

[hellishgayliath]

GOD

What a time to witness the internet losing their absolute shit over pitting a turtle against a child while most of the outside world has no fucking idea whats happening

[bacchuschucklefuck]

they tried to rebrand as The Criminals but riz is literally the city council's treasurer and also turns out people in their late 20s don't really name their friend groups. so now they're The Intrepid Heroes

[theriverbeyond]

crafters. in front of you is a pair of scissors. above you is an anvil. your task, should you choose to accept it, is to keep track of these scissors for 8 consecutive crafting hours. you are not allowed to lose the scissors, misplace the scissors, give up and purchase new scissors, or use a kitchen knife, boxcutter, or exacto knife in desperation. if you fail, the anvil will fall on you. your time begins now

[thepeakofsonicmusic]

vote unknown from m.e. and we can turn the semi-finals into a quarter-finals!

ROUND 3

[wow-sofa-art]

Happy pride month.

(reference under read more)

[theloveinc]

secret affair with mafia!bakugo… you’re a waitress at one of his cover restaurants and he’s constantly leaving his meetings to make out with you in the staff bathroom.

[dragkingandreweldritch]

do you ever see fandom's interpretation of a power-obsessed control freak and go 'I understand the urge to subvert expectations but I don't think this guy is emotionally healthy enough to sub'

[sideblogdotjpeg]

ive been thinking about the red string superstition recently and also sol bufo always and it makes me sick how uncannily caldwell tanner has made sol to perfectly target me personally

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[fumifooms]

My world shattering when I realize that Chilchuck is underweight

Post-canon Chilchuck stops dieting and gains weight real

Edit: I am going to SCREAM

[jojo-schmo]

I forgot my tablet at home so lunch time today became pen and paper Baby Beast Council time!!!

[idanit]

pipped!

[jordanswitches]

it's a little early in the day for me to be thinking about pussy tickling with soft brushes and feathers but when the mood strikes i guess

[marsbotz]

whats ur fucking deal

[lost-in-fandoms]

Inspired by this post and my own tags. No cws, just fluff.

When Daniel was little, his mom used to tell him stories, sitting with him on his little bed. And in every one of her stories there were shapeshifters.

She used to talk about powerful knights turning into flame-breathing dragons to destroy entire armies, beautiful princesses shifting into fierce tigers to defend themselves, traitorous advisors showing their real nature in their snake skin.

And Daniel used to dream about being a shapeshifter. About waking up and finding himself flying in the sky, big eagle wings slicing the wind, or of running and running, so fast he wouldn't even notice he was turning into a stallion until he had four hooves on the ground. When he got older he understood it was an impossible dream, the shifting genes long washed away by the rivers of time, but what was not fully out of the realm of possibilities was the chance of meeting one, even if shapeshifters were much rarer now than they used to be. For years, he kept holding onto that hope, in some part of his heart.

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Daniel knocks at Max's door, but doesn't wait for an answer before pushing it open, the thrill of knowing he's one of the very few people allowed to do that never truly getting old.

He's expecting Max to be getting ready for bed, or even under the covers already, so he's surprised to find that the room is empty. His armor is carefully cleaned and tidy on its stand, his helmet on the desk, but the bed looks untouched, as does the food Max must have brought up after his shift.

Daniel frowns, backtracking into the corridor and down the stairs, crossing the courtyard to the baths.

"Have you seen the Captain?" he asks the guard standing near the door, hoping he doesn't have to go in and look for Max in the steamy rooms.

"He left already," the guard answers, pointing towards the mess hall, still mostly empty in the grey early morning light. "I saw him get breakfast."

Daniel thanks him, but avoids the hall, having already seen the food in Max's room. So he got off his shift, went to the baths, grabbed food and then...left? If he is training after the night shift again, Daniel is going to kill him.

But Max isn't in the training court, or in the armory, or in his little office on the far side of the barracks. It's not that rare for Max to disappear for a few hours from time to time, but he usually warns someone beforehand, at least Daniel.

Having exhausted the places to look in that aren't the castle itself, Daniel decides to just go back to Max's room. Max is a big boy who can handle himself (you don't become the youngest Captain of the King's guards by luck) so Daniel isn't particularly worried, but he was looking forward to curl up with him in bed and get a few hours of sleep together, and this is getting in the way.

He's taken off half his clothes and settling on the bed when he notices it. Something moving under Max's helmet.

No, not something, a kitten. There is a kitten on Max's desk, deeply asleep in the dark shadow created by the helmet.

"Hello buddy" Daniel whispers, getting up again and reaching forward to gently touch the kitten's forehead.

One stunningly blue eye opens to sleepily glare at him, even as the kitten starts to softly purr, before closing again.

Honestly, Daniel should have probably known. Max had been running himself ragged, going on night shifts even after having taken his place at the King's endless councils, and he always tended to sleep better like this. He was usually better at getting into comfortable places, though, so he must have been really exhausted to fall asleep there, without even touching his food.

"At least let me get you to bed," Daniel says, waiting for Max to blink at him before reaching forward.

The kitten fits in the palm of his hand, small head resting on his wrist as he gently cradles him into his chest, keeping him stable as he works to get under the covers without jostling him too much. When he's done, he lays him against his chest and feels Max wiggle a little, moving to the crook of his neck and curling up there, little wet nose pressing against Daniel's skin, whiskers tickling him with every breath.

"Good night, Maxy" he whispers, closing his eyes against the morning light starting to stream in through the window, letting Max's purring carry him to sleep.

His dream of being a shapeshifter might not have come true, but he will gladly take the reality of having one often asleep right on top of him.

[mekaasart]

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[2lurslinger2000]

When me and my gang pull up

The quality got fucked so bad im so sorry 😭😭