#Or romantic

[ouchsushi]

happy pride or whatever

[heylosers06]

They were left alone and had a girls + littlest brother night

They put Alfred in Robins iconic green elf boots and Damian claimed animal abuse

We don’t get enough of these three together 😩

[iguessthisisanewobsession]

Danny would like to state to the record that it wasn’t his fault.

He didn’t start the fight in anyway .

That being said ,he was very much so a main participant of said fight.

Vlad can try all he likes to make it out that the move was not that bad, the fact that the two of them were halfway across the country and play dolls was a testament of that bullshit.

He was mad and in need of some sort of release.

So when some guys were making gross remarks about a kid who was clearly not fully comprehending what they were implying, Danny just thought it was only fair if he leveled the playing field.

No Danny did not throw the first punch, but he was glad join in.

~~~~~~~~

Damian would like it to be understood that the fight was clearly not his fault.

He may had thrown the first punch but the repulsive implications that had been thrown directly to his face made it clear that he was not in the wrong.

The recorded conversation prior to the brawl that his companion had discreetly taken left little doubt.

He may had not known what they were implying at first but with new context, he felt that his actions were completely justified.

Sitting with his ally, the two of them shared a look before making quite a show to the principal on how upset they were.

By the time their guardians had arrived it was already too late for their opponents.

Yes Damian could state quite clearly that he believed that he had gained a new confidante.

[frogizzhc]

JJK Headcanon : SaShiSu Edition!

A list of random things these three would get up to :

Satoru tried smoking with Shoko once... it did not end up well.

Suguru has tried convincing Shoko to quit but to no avail.

Shoko like to get piggyback rides on both of them.

Satoru is the scapegoat for any mean pranks that the three of them get into.

Shoko either sits to the side to watch whatever stupid idea they have or join in (if it doesn't require her to use her RCT).

Suguru is the master mind of (most of) these pranks.

Satoru steals candy from Suguru's pockets.

Shoko has a bag of candy handy to throw at Satoru's face.

Suguru has big pockets, and he intentionally stores candy in his pockets to provide for Satoru.

Satoru finds excuses to hang with the two of them, especially after a mission.

Shoko does a little bit of scrapbooking, demanding more and more photos every time the three of them link up.

Suguru couldn't care less about a damn scrapbook, but he'd be damned if he showed up in less pictures than Satoru.

Satoru's favorite thing to do to mess with Suguru is to poke him.

Shoko will go on coffee/tea runs, getting Satoru some jasmine tea and Suguru a black coffee.

Shoko's favorite thing to do to mess with Suguru is to tickle him.

Suguru only plays video games with Shoko because he got pissed at playing with Satoru (he'd always lose).

Satoru can absolutely dominate the other two in some basketball. At some point, Suguru is quit trying,

Shoko likes to keep the boys up on a consisten skin-routine, so she bought them some cute, matching headbands that're animal themed.

Suguru's favorite thing to do to mess with Satoru is to yoink his glasses away.

Satoru can't help but laugh every time he wakes up to find a stupid drawing on his face.

Shoko is the life of the party, until she is begging to go home, which could take 30 minutes, give or take. Suguru is always the one carrying her on his back.

Suguru sometimes switches up which side his bang is on just to confuse the other two.

Satoru's favorite thing to do to mess with Shoko is to steal her uniform jacket.

Shoko's favorite thing to do to mess with Satoru is to draw on his face when he's napping.

Suguru's favorite thing to do to mess with Shoko is to pretend to be injured to annoy her.

[wawe-z]

You only love someone and

No one loves you back.

There is sun without moon

And stars without sky.

A concept will always need someone

And the one will never need the other

So what happens when that

Coexistence is broken

And there is no one to

Hang the stars or

Brighten the moon?

Buy me a coffee?

[radiosummons]

"I mean, yeah, he's clearly mentally ill. But you gotta admit it's a little charming watching him walk around pretending like he's not."

Clark roasting defending Bruce at some point, I'm sure.

[leafy-mints]

normalcy is overrated

2.5k words. 15!skk. fluff (w/ a little angst if you squint).

He was startled by Dazai letting out a strangled noise from the back of his throat and.. dropping to the ground?

"Oi, what the hell are you doing?” Chuuya’s eyes widened a bit in equal parts shock and utter confusion.

He ignores him and starts rolling around.

On the ground.

In an alleyway.

"Okay, seriously, Dazai. What the hell?"

Or, in which Chuuya learns a little more about his partner.

based on this post by @unicornpopcorn14!!

also on my ao3!

~ ~ ~ ~

The first time Chuuya noticed one of Dazai's odd behaviors was an afternoon when they were leaving the arcade.

The (unfortunately) taller boy walking next to him was worrying his bottom lip between his teeth and occasionally pulling his hands out of his pockets to shake his hands or wiggle his fingers. The boy was practically vibrating.

And frankly, it worried him a little. The bastard was biting his lip hard.

"What's up with you?"

Well, he didn't mean for that to come out so harshly, but sue him. He was never one for proper tone anyway.

Dazai immediately paused his shaking, but it took him another second to stop biting his lip. Almost as if he didn't quite realize he was doing it. Chuuya's worry spiked a little seeing how red and irritated his lip was.

"Nothing," Dazai dragged out the word with a smirk, basically begging Chuuya to press further.

The redhead only sighed and rolled his eyes (a common occurrence when talking to Dazai), he wondered if ignoring him would work.

"Well, if you must know," Apparently not, Chuuya thought, "Chuuya did lose yet another bet today and I'm busy thinking of all the weird, insane things I could make him do."

Ugh, he shouldn't have asked.

"Yeah, yeah.. Just quit biting your lip like that before you hurt yourself."

Dazai blinked and looked the closest to surprised Chuuya had ever seen him before quickly fixing his expression to play into their normal banter.

An over-dramatic gasp, "Is Chuuya worried about me?"

Chuuya flushed and stuttered before eloquently yelling, "Fuck you! Bleed out then for all I care!" And crossing his arms.

"Bleed out?" Dazai snickered, "That's a little dramatic, no?"

Chuuya huffed and elbowed Dazai in his side.

"Ow!" Dazai whined, "For someone so small, you sure do pack a punch."

"I'm only fifteen, asshole, and I'm still growing!"

Dazai grinned and faked a yawn, "Yeah, yeah, I've heard that one before."

Chuuya took a breath since he didn't particularly feel like fighting Dazai today. He took another glance at his bitten lip and his initial worry simmered right back in his stomach.

The only thing he could correlate that to was being nervous, but all they've done was go to the arcade today.. Hell, this is their day off, so what would even be making him nervous?

So, it probably wasn't nerves.

..Excitement was another one, but biting your lip until it almost bleeds didn't seem like a proper way to express that. It confused Chuuya a bit, but Dazai was an odd person. He wasn't gonna question it.

He dug in his pocket and tossed a lollipop at him.

Dazai fumbled a bit before he caught it and curiously turned it over in his palm to examine it. He looked at Chuuya with something akin to amusement.

"Just.. chew on that instead," His face was still a little warm.

Dazai looked from the candy in his hand to Chuuya one last time before shrugging and taking the wrapper off to pop it in his mouth.

From that day forward, Chuuya just so happened to always carry a lollipop with him on their off days. Whenever Dazai would start biting his lip after a particularly good day out, Chuuya would toss the candy at him so he'd have something a bit safer to chew on.

~ ~ ~ ~

The second time he'd noticed was during one of their earlier missions as an official duo. Or 'Double Black' as they were titled.

The basic objective: Sneak into some fancy gala, intercept the message, get out.

At first, Chuuya wondered how on earth two fifteen year olds were expected to sneak into such an extravagant event, but he soon realized nearly everyone was too drunk to care.

It was a fairly easy, lower level mission, so the two were honestly growing bored.

Well, the sneaking in part was easy enough ("You'd think they'd have better security for something as hyped up as this," Chuuya snorted before picking the lock to the back door in a grand total of 40 seconds), it was waiting for their target that was taking agonizingly long.

So the two had taken to indulging in a bit of tomfoolery, if you will.

Who could talk to the most women before the party was over?

A bet Dazai proposed, of course. Chuuya honestly found it a bit stupid seeing as all the women here were probably twice (if not thrice) their age, but he was never one to back down from a bet.

Plus, Chuuya was winning by a margin, so he was honestly feeling pretty good.

That was until he caught a glimpse of their target making his way to the other side of the room in a haste.

He scanned the room for Dazai, but he was nowhere to be found.

Great. Seems he's on his own.

Which, Chuuya found, felt very strange. He doesn't normally separate from Dazai on missions or even go on missions on his own yet. So trailing the guy with no clue where his partner was didn't sit right with him at all.

He was still looking out for Dazai while speed walking a fair distance behind the man. Chuuya was a mix of relieved and upset when he spotted the mop of brown curls in the crowd.

"We gotta go now," Chuuya hissed, "Target's on the move."

Dazai’s brows creased together briefly before he allowed Chuuya to grab his wrist and drag him along.

The two were just reaching an alley a few blocks down from the venue. Both a little out of breath from the running (they barely avoided being spotted courtesy of an argument they ended up having) and taking a short break to reconvene and evaluate the success of the mission.

Chuuya noticed how uncharacteristically quiet the bandaged boy was, but decided not to comment on it. He took this time to focus on slowing his racing heart.

He was startled by Dazai letting out a strangled noise from the back of his throat and.. dropping to the ground?

Scratch that, maybe he should’ve said something.

"Oi, what the hell are you doing?” Chuuya’s eyes widened a bit in equal parts shock and utter confusion.

He ignores him and starts rolling around.

On the ground.

In an alleyway.

"Okay, seriously, Dazai. What the hell?"

He briefly thought about kicking the other boy, thinking this was just another joke of his, but it honestly seemed a little serious.

Chuuya just stared on in confusion and slight concern as Dazai rolled around. He looked incredibly silly, and if he wasn’t at such a loss for words, he probably would've laughed.

After another minute or two, he came to a stop, rolling over one last time so he was on his back facing the nearly pitch black sky.

He let out an obnoxiously loud sigh and shut his eyes before whining, “I lost our bet.”

Chuuya blinked before letting out a scoff. He found it hard to believe that was the only thing bothering him.

“And I lost to Chuuya of all people!” Dazai screwed his face up as if he had tasted something rotten when Chuuya’s name left his mouth, which led to the redhead kicking his shin in response.

“Oi, what’s that supposed to mean?!” He raised his voice over the sound of Dazai’s very loud, but clearly fake, shout in pain.

“Oww, Chuuya’s so mean. He knows I don’t like pain,” He pouted.

The older boy rolled his eyes, “Tch. Whatever, asshole, I didn’t even kick you that hard.”

Dazai resumed his staring at the sky and Chuuya worried for a brief moment that maybe he did actually hurt him until his suspicions from earlier resurfaced.

“So, what’s wrong then?”

“What would be wrong?”

“Ugh-! You’re so impossible sometimes, you know that?”

“Thank you, I do try,” Dazai grinned.

If he was dodging the topic this hard, Chuuya wondered if he should even press it any further. Alas, he was (unfortunately) worried about Dazai and something seemed very off.

Chuuya sighed and sat down in front of Dazai.

“Alright, we won’t leave this spot until you tell me what’s wrong.”

Dazai failed to stifle a laugh, “Y’know I could just leave whenever, right? Nothing’s actually keeping me here.”

“So you admit something is wrong!” Chuuya smiled triumphantly and pointed at the dark haired boy who just unknowingly confirmed his suspicions.

Dazai’s brows creased again as he sat there for a minute. He looked like he was debating something.

Then he grinned–that couldn’t mean anything good–and smirked before challenging Chuuya.

“I guess we’ll just sit here then!” The taller boy shrugged.

Chuuya cursed at Dazai before crossing his arms and having an impromptu staring competition with him.

The bastard actually sat there for an hour. An entire hour. Chuuya wasn’t sure if he was more shocked at his own patience or Dazai’s pettiness.

He wasn’t sure what Dazai was thinking about during all that time, but he could practically see something shift in his eyes. Yet another emotion he couldn’t quite place.

“I’ve been having some.. issues.”

His face scrunched up as he looked to the sky, mumbling the statement to the few stars that could be seen. His lips were curled into a small pout.

No shit, Chuuya thought, but he raised an eyebrow at him regardless to urge him to continue.

"Just.. I don’t know, Chuuya. It’s just a lot. For once in my life, I honestly don’t know.” His voice was still hushed, almost as if he was unsure about revealing this to Chuuya.

The redhead just stared for a moment, trying to figure out how to go about this. He wasn’t really the best with comfort and seeing Dazai like this was, for lack of a better description, weird.

But there was also something a little assuaging witnessing him actually be open. Seeing Dazai actually be vulnerable with him, if only for a moment.

“Well, you’re right about the bet, you’re not living that down anytime soon,” Chuuya started with a smirk before being cut off by Dazai rolling his eyes.

“Yeah, very comforting-”

“Let me finish,” He faced a palm in his direction. The brown-haired boy sat up a bit straighter in interest, but went back to pouting.

“I’m not gonna pressure you into telling me what’s wrong, since it’s clear you don’t wanna talk about it,” This isn’t coming out right, Chuuya worried, “Which is fine!” He quickly added.

He met Dazai’s eyes and they were looking right back at him, fully attentive, like he was truly soaking up what Chuuya was telling him.

So he fought down the flush rising to his neck and continued, “Just know I’m here alright? For some stupid, unexplained reason I do actually care about you.. A little.”

“People aren’t always one-hundred percent on their game all the time–nobody's perfect,” Chuuya stood up and offered a hand toward Dazai. He stared at it before looking away and begrudgingly accepting the outstretched hand. “Just be grateful it only happened during a simpler mission,” The red head grunted as he eased Dazai back upright.

Dazai shifted his weight between his feet, looking everywhere but at Chuuya. The redhead caught the faint trace of a smile as Dazai tried to think of what to say. He gave up and only mumbled out a ‘sure’ before the two silently continued their trek to the designated pick-up point.

This night wasn’t ever brought up between the two again, but Chuuya had filed it away in his subconscious where there was an ever-growing folder keeping tabs on his partner’s habits.

~ ~ ~ ~

The third time was during a relatively slow day in headquarters. Chuuya was running an errand for Kouyou when he passed by Dazai sitting in one of the cushioned chairs in the lobby.

Well, laying in would be a more accurate description. His head was dangling a few inches above the floor and his legs were draped over the back of the chair as he chewed on a piece of bright, pink bubblegum.

Chuuya stopped in his tracks at his observation. Now, this particular instance wasn’t too bizarre, but he’s gotten better at reading Dazai as of late and he takes pride in that fact.

Going off of his blank expression and the gum he was chewing (he only chewed gum to have something besides his thoughts to focus on), he could tell immediately that the boy was upset.

“Something bothering you, bandages?”

Dazai let out an exaggerated sigh, “You’ve really been pestering me as of late.. Just cause you’re older than me doesn’t make you my mom.”

Chuuya sputtered (something else he’s been seeming to do around Dazai as of late), “I’m not trying to be your mom, stupid mackerel! Fine, I don’t care then. Wallow alone.”

Dazai huffed out a laugh, “Who says I’m wallowing?”

“It’s incredibly obvious you are,” Chuuya rolled his eyes.

“I think you pay a little too much attention to me..” A pause and a gasp, “Does Chuuya have a crush on me?”

“No, you idiot! I’m just-” Worried about you. But Chuuya would rather kill himself than say that out loud.

Well, doesn’t that sound familiar.

Dazai raised an eyebrow, “Just what?”

“Nothing,” Was Chuuya’s quick reply.

Dazai shrugged, “I’m going to safely assume you stopped yourself from professing your undying love and devotion for me. As my dog, it’s only natural you feel that way.”

Chuuya couldn’t believe this kid.

He wasn’t even going to grace Dazai with an outburst this time.

He settled for an eye roll, “Jeez, self-absorbed much?”

And that phrase must’ve hit a nerve, because Dazai immediately shut back down. His stare slowly drifted back to being blank and empty.

Chuuya momentarily had an internal panic before Dazai continued.

“Had to meet with Mori today,” He grumbled as he absentmindedly bumped his shoes against each other.

Oh.

Yeah, that sentence alone spoke volumes.

Personally, Chuuya’s never had a problem with the man–well, the least amount of problems you could have with the head of the Port Mafia–but he knows Dazai’s hatred for his somewhat-guardian runs deep. He wasn’t gonna push the issue if Dazai didn’t want to talk about it.

“Ah,” Chuuya made a noise of understanding before sitting criss-cross in front of him. He set the black folder he was carrying down at his side and didn’t miss how Dazai’s eyes followed it.

“What’s the Chibi have today?” Dazai teased, yet the smirk he offered didn’t quite reach. Still tip-toeing around the topic.

Chuuya scowled, “I thought I told you to stop with that stupid nickname.”

Dazai just shrugged the best he could with how he was laying across the chair and gave him an expectant look.

Chuuya rolled his eyes before continuing, “Kouyou-san needed me to run something down for her.”

That was all Chuuya was going to give since he didn’t really know what was in the folder himself. Dazai just hummed, not prying anyway.

“Aw, Chuuya’s being such a good doggie!” Dazai reached his hands out, one to pat Chuuya’s cheek and the other coming to ruffle his hair. It was an awkward angle, but of course, the boy made it work somehow.

“Would you quit that?” Chuuya exclaimed as he scowled deeper than earlier. His face went red and he promptly swatted bandaged arms away from him.

Dazai laughed and it sounded so painfully genuine that Chuuya even found himself smiling a bit. He was glad he could make the younger boy feel at least a bit better.

~ ~ ~ ~

@sakiyaki-sashimi @sleek-peak-peek @m-nerd44 @underthetree845

(hope i didn't miss anyone! 😭)

[ive-been-timebombed]

(Both got hit with spell that gave them animal traits of the animal they most relate to. e.i. BIRD AND CHEETAH.)

Nightwing [With wings of a bird, longer claws, and some markings on face] : C’mon, Wally! Take the chance and finally spread your wings!

Flash 2 [cheetah ears and tail, the eye markings on face + plus dots] : I don’t have wings. I got legs and I ain’t spreading shit for you.

Nightwing [who was just taking the chance to get out all the puns he could before the spell was fixed] : …

Flash 2 : …

Nightwing [grin appearing on face] : I didn’t even think of that. Wally! Spread them le-

Flash 2 : Get away from me.

[peachixd]

~ 𝑨𝑳𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑶𝑹 𝑨𝑵𝑫 𝑹𝑶𝑺𝑰𝑬 𝑴𝑨𝑻𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑮𝑰𝑭𝑺𝑬𝑻 ~

•┈┈┈••✦ ♡ ✦••┈┈┈•

"Oh my stars. Do my eyes deceive me? Alastor? Alastor! Where have you been? These halls really lost some of their sparkle without your lively presence and..."

"Charlie, this is Rosie. The most darling, delightful and dangerous Overlord this side of the Pentagram."

[winn-wynn]

Percy: ….

Penny: HE ASKED FOR NO PICKLES!!!!

[icespur]

Ann: Why aren't there friend pick up lines? Pick up lines to make friends like-

Ann, to Haru: Hey, that's a cute outfit. You know where it would look better? On nobody else, because you're a beautiful individual.

Akechi, to Akiren: Be my friend or I'll set your entire family on fire.

Ryuji: There are two types of people.

[weareallgonnaliveforawhile]

I really liked ur au it seems really cool and interesting :D

Ayt so questions hrhrr

1. What does kokomi do at spirits and such? Like what is her job?

2. If saiki finds out kokomi works at s&s, how does it happen?

3. How did makoto meet reigen and get punched in the face?

Also id like to read ur fic when it's done hrrr :]

OH MY GOD A QUESTION! Thank you for asking : D

What does Kokomi do at Spirits and Such?

When she was first hired, she was a receptionist! She would talk to people at the door, and answer calls! But after Reigen saw a middle-aged dude openly thirst after her and spent the entire consultation openly staring at her with heart eyes, she became the social media manager and could also answer calls if she wanted!

(Kokomi does not fully understand why she was suddenly not a receptionist anymore and why Reigen asked her if she was 'okay' afterwards) (She assumes he just thinks she's too delicate to talk to strangers at the door) (She is wrong)

2. If Saiki finds out Kokomi works at s&s, how does it happen?

Oh, he finds out. It takes a while but Saiki 'Stalker' Kusuo hears her thinking about her job one day and immediately is like, when the fuck did she do that??? And does 'his best' to ignore it (Which is to say, he does nothing for the day before immediately stalking her using his psychic powers the next. You know. like a normal person)

He's so on edge when he first sees Reigen and is fully prepared to mentally set him on fire if he even thinks anything bad about Teruhashi but he's just.

like a normal dude. He's clearly fond of her, but it's more in a way that borders on parental than anything else. (Well, not really bordering since she lives with him half the time, but Saiki does not know that)

He tries to stalk her the next day but runs into Mob, who he quietly uses to just ensure that Teruhashi is completely fine and happy there (because it'd be troublesome if she wasn't) (he totally doesn't care about her at all. Nope, definitely no care there)

But he ends up becoming minor friends with Mob! They don't really hang out much since one of them is a high schooler and the other is a middle schooler, and they live in completely different cities. But they have each other's number and bond over being psychic sometimes.

(Saiki is in complete shock about the fact that Mob makes no effort to hide his powers)

3. How did Makoto meet Reigen and get punched in the face?

Hehe : ). Guess you're just gonna have to go and see when I eventually write the fanfic. All I can say is that it involves one of Reigen's secret moves.

Thank you so much for asking! Please god ask many more questions if you have any

[snikt111]

if i had a nickel for everytime hal jordan asked out clark kent in comic, id have two nickels-

[seemobhutts]

idk why but sth compelled me to draw these two interacting. they’re both super cute and i lowk want them to make out… JQ’s cartoonish ass self fitting into Sojourn’s dream for a normal life and Hijinks ensue… Sojourn the only one able to make JQ STFU… think abt it… nuisances to lovers or like at least friends

JQ design inspired by @cryptcoop mostly the hair and the swag (LOVE LOVE LOVE YOUR OW ART… you inspire me to ship whatever ladies i want)

this 2nd drawing messy af but we’ll live

[thelostgirl21]

First meetings with Jaskier, featuring:

Stuff being angrily thrown at/because of him...

A lute...

An intrigued puppy deciding he's in love with you now and there's nothing you can do about it...

Asking for / receiving reviews...

Telling / asking someone who they are...

Being very smug / awkward about it!

Either offering a hand or momentarily taking a hand hostage...

Insisting he'd be of great / no help...

And finally...

Jaskier having absolutely no clue how to handle falling for someone emotionally available that apparently likes him so much that he's ready to start planning their whole future together within, like, the first 10 minutes of meeting him!

Because, usually, impulsively getting attached to someone and deciding that he's just going to be a part of that person's life from now on is his job...

And, last time he found himself falling really hard for someone, it took him what? About 20 years of him being very stubborn about it - while ignoring regularly being told to go away, fuck off, and the occasional real or metaphorical punches to the gut - before he finally got the other person to agree that they were a family now, and have them treat him with great love, care, and respect.

"I'd really love for you to move in" is not a typical response for people he's interested in to have upon meeting him, okay?! That's not how these things usually go!