#They're honestly kinda cute

[foxounderscorecube]

You're telling me that James Workshop released Space Wolves helmets that look like pup hoods and people DIDN'T like them?????

[jojaxcola]

post-wipeout patch up on a tuesday afternoon (embarrassing) [electric guitar]

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JUST BEFORE I GO 2014 | dir. Courteney Cox

[yuwuta]

PLS PLS PLSSSSS keep talking about kids with olympic athletes! gojo and nanami pls pls pls i have to Know. everything u wrote about yuuta was already so so cute

(prev olympics au here)

the gojo twins are hilarious because your baby boy looks exactly like satoru, but has very little of his personality—it seems like the only things he inherited was satoru’s love for sweets and love for you. still, even though he’s a strong swimmer, he much prefers to relax in his floaties alongside you if you’re also in the pool, or chill by your side on a lounge chair, glasses too big for his face keeping the sun out of his eyes as he shares his smoothie with you, and asks to borrow your phone to take pictures of his sister and daddy in the pool. 

your baby girl on the other hand… she might have your face but she’s got satoru’s everything else—his competitive streak, his confidence, and definitely his mischievous nature. she’s the one who tiptoes into your bedroom at five in the morning, tapping at her daddy’s shoulders, and putting her little finger over his lip to shush him before he can wake you up; she’s always the one to convince satoru to take her swimming the backyard at the crack of dawn, and why by the time you and your baby boy wake up, she and satoru are already past warm up laps and swimming lessons and onto who can make the splashiest canonball competitions (she always wins because while her tiny body can endure a belly flop, satoru’s years of training physically doesn’t allow him to do it… and maybe because he’s not so competitive when it comes to his baby girl, he’ll always let her win). 

kento’s professional judo career honestly doesn’t last very long. after his first olympic games, you two start dating and he proposes just after he wins gold the second time he’s in the olympics; he does maybe two more years of national competitions while you’re pregnant, and decides that the intense training for the next two years in preparation of a third olympic competition isn’t worth missing time he could spend with you or your baby girl—plus, with all the money he’s made from competitions, winning gold medals, brand ambassadorships, commercials, and collaborations, he had enough money to provide for all of your for the rest of your lives. so, that’s what he does (his dream has always been to be a househusband, anyway...) his previous salaryman career comes in handy when deciding how to invest his money, how to buy a house, how to take care of his friends, how to set up a fund for your daughter, and an extra account or two… just incase more babies come along… 

by the time your baby girl is four, she’s already kento’s biggest fan. she loudly and proudly proclaims to everybody that her daddy was basically superman and won all the shiny trophies and medals in the house from when he was being a superhero. if anyone recognizes kento when they’re out together, she always confirms their suspicions, proudly boasting, “yeah kento is my daddy! he’s a winner!” it always makes kento’s heart swell to hear her praise. he doesn’t compete professionally anymore, but he does train from time to time, and has taken on a few mentees, and your daughter LOVES to watch him coach/train. she’s got her own uniform that she always puts on whenever they go to the gym together, and gets so excited when kento or ino or yuuji pretend to spar with her. 

she’s honestly kento’s mini figure. she’s respectful and reserved, but strong and knows when to fight and how to use her voice. there’s a time when he gets a call from her school saying that she got in a fight, the principal frames it as your daughter needlessly pushing around an older kid, but your daughter is certain in her words when she tells her dad that it was because the kid was being mean to the younger kids, and to her. kento doesn’t say a word to the teachers—doesn’t even fight them sending her home early for the day, because he’s happy to scoop her up and take her out for ice cream and tell her that he’s proud of her.

[lieutenantselnia]

Random appreciation post for TV shows about special task forces that are also oddly endearing (found) families, they just have a very special place in my heart❤️

Hogan's Heroes (1965-1971)

The Penguins of Madagascar (2008-2015)

Star Wars: The Bad Batch (2021-2024)

[postmail]

i love it when people give them this type of dynamic... silly whimsical old man + the baffled yet fond teenage boy who just. loves his weird ass cousin/uncle/grandpa(/dad??) so much he would throw away everything for his goofy ass. i sure do hope nothing happens to split these two bagginses up!

[ramblesbiab]

Domestic post-canon CaitVi where Caitlyn mentions losing her title after getting charged for her war crimes, and Vi says the most annoying part is the fact that she's the only one who should be allowed to take Caitlyn's last name

[skruttet]

how little did they pay aka virtual that they animated the butterflies so lazily 💀

[chaos-bringer-13]

My brain just hit an old hyperfixation (is this what it's called? I hope I used the word right) and oh dear am I losing my mind now. I need to write a story I think. About this one old guy. He's unhinged. There's so much information about him and yet not enough. I want to explore his character so much. He's definitely a criminal - at least he was one - and I'm 95% sure he can do actual real magic, and he's a musician and an artist and an actor and a magician and a philosopher and a traveler and a conman and so much more and also I think he's some kind of immortal. Maybe he just has a VERY long life. It's strongly implied he was a pirate at some point of his life. He started a cult by accident several times. My conspiracy theories about him include him being a secret god.

He's also a freaking round blue raven. Someone save me from my mind.

[shippingmyworld]

Who wants to hear my very loose Tigerghost AU concept:

Miracle City and Amity Park are just different districts within the same big city. Manny and his dad are out superheroing one day, but fights are becoming too easy, and Manny gets cocky. This causes him to make a mistake, resulting in Randolfo being forced to save Manny by getting himself injured in the process. It ends up being pretty bad, and there's now rumors going around that White Pandera will have to retire. Manny, filled with intense guilt, is determined to make things right by any means nessassary.

He begins hearing whispers from kids about ghosts in another district with weird powers. Some are even said to grant wishes. So Manny travels to Amity Park, looking for this wish granting ghost. But everyone he talks to get super clamly when he asks about ghosts; a lot of questions are met with "I gotta go, I left the oven on at home!" or "Sorry, I don't believe in ghosts." or some other lame excuse (one blond jock-looking dude he asked just instantly paled and ran away screaming something about how he valued his life).

Eventually, Manny's questions cause him to get cornered by an older teen with long red hair. She demands to know why Manny is so insistently looking for ghosts, and while Manny is dodgy about the answer, he will slip and say he wants their help. The girl is surprised, but tells him to go to the local library and check out a specific book. When he gets to the library, he only has about ten minutes before the library clothes. So he instantly asks one of the assistants who's reshelving books where he can find it. The assistant is another girl, around his age, dressed in black from head to toe. She asks where he got the name of his book from, and after some back and forth, she relents and points Manny towards the back of the library with an ominous warning of "I hope you know what you're doing." He finds the book and barely has time to pick it off the shelf before the library's closing announcement rings overhead and he's forced to check the book out.

Once he's back home, Manny hops onto his bed and cracks the book open for the first time once he's in his room. The blinds are instantly pulled and his door slams shut, shrouding Manny in darkness. When he looks up, there's another boy with white hair and piercing green eyes, floating in front of him. The floating boy is observing him closely with his hand on his chin; like Manny was a bug under a magnifying glass. Their noses were just inches apart and the air in the room was so cold he could see his own frozen breath. He shivered, both from the cold and the sudden shock, but he didn't dare scream. He'd faced down behemoth monsters and heinous villains, but none of them compared to the energy radiating off the boy that now floated in his room.

"So," the boy said, floating in a slow circle around Manny now. "What do you want?"

"What do I want?"

The ghost gestured at the book in Manny's hands. The book was shaking, jumping in Manny's grip suddenly. He dropped it, and the book spun in the air before him, flipping through it's pages rapidly. The text on the pages glowed green before him.

"You summoned me, wanting something, didn't you?" The boy asked. "Human's always want something. It's the only reason you bother dealing with our kind, aside from hunting us."

Manny perked up, his fear slipping away. "Are you the ghost that grants wishes?"

"What would you do if I was?" The boy inquired. "What sort of wish would you make?"

"My dad's hurt." Manny said instantly. For a moment, he thought he saw a flash of surprise on the ghost's face, as if he hadn't been expecting that answer. "He got hurt saving me. The doctor says he might not ever walk again but I...I can't be the reason he gives up being a superhero."

The ghost observed Manny for another moment, floating gently towards the ceiling with his arms folded across his chest. "And to make this wish possible...what would you be willing to part with?"

"Huh?"

The ghost smiled. "Surely you're not expecting us to help you out of the goodness of our hearts, are you? After all, none of us have had a beating heart for a very long time."

Laughter filled the room, and Manny realized there were faces in the shadows on his bedroom walls. They all were leering at him as they laughed, lips curled up into venomous sneers. "Who are you?" Manny asked.

The ghost raised his hand, and the laughing stopped. He fooled a hand across his chest and bowed to Manny, as if this was all just one big performance to him. "Phantom, King of Ghosts, at your service."

Manny stared at Phantom for a moment. In the shadow cast by Phantom, Manny thought he could notice the shape of a small crown floating above the ghost's head. "You expect me to believe that the king of all ghosts answers the call of anyone that opens this book?"

"It wasn't always me," the ghost said. "But you humans got a little too comfortable approaching my kind. So I stepped in. The guard to a bridge, to say, between your world and mine and protecting ghosts from your kind. But enough chit chat. Are you willing to pay?"

"What's the price?"

The ghost smiled again before disappearing. He popping into existence right before Manny, grabbing his chin with his frigid hand and forcing them to look eye to eye again.

"Your soul."

"Fine."

The ghost blinked, his smile falling off his face for a moment before he broke out in laughter. He let go of Manny's face so he could hold his stomach while he laughed. "Seriously, just like that? You're willing to bind yourself to me for all eternity?"

"If you can make my dad walk again, I'll do it."

A wicked smile spread across the ghost's face before he snapped his fingers. The book's pages flew free from the leather binding, plastering themselves across Manny's bedroom floor in a glowing pentagram. The ghost touched down on the opposite side and extended his open hand. "Then all you need to do is step into the circle and take my hand."

Manny mustered his courage and slid of his bed, instantly stepping into the circle and taking the ghost's hand. The ghost was at least a foot taller than him, but scrawny as hell, so it was no issue for Manny to yank the ghost down to his level. A surprised look crossed the ghost's expression as Manny pulled him closer. "No funny business," he warned.

The ghost smiled widely again, his eyes tinkling like stars. "Deal."

And with a snap of his fingers, the circle beneath then flashed, illuminating Manny's entire bedroom in a blinding green light.

[harbingersecho]

RVBtober 8+9 > fall + revelation "You know, sometimes, when somebody falls off a cliff in movies, he's actually just over the edge, hanging on a tree branch or something." "Nope. He's definitely dead."

... and he is. presumably.

(also if you ever decide to try and make a 2-page comic in 2 days even if half of it is just a paintover. don't do that. that's the devil talking)

[stratfordsandthestars]

finally saw wicked and ahhhhhh

[fics-n-stuff]

Jeremiah is so emotionally mature in s2 he honestly almost doesn't fit in. Belly is so chaotic and often self centred, and Conrad is so petty and immature, that Jeremiah being a normal person makes him look like a saint.

[skitskatdacat63]

Fernando and Fisi pictures that I like and enjoy a normal amount (pt. 1: 2005)

[risingsunresistance]

[firelord-frowny]

why didnt anyone tell me that part of adulthood would be realizing that my mom really wasn't crazy for dusting the baseboards and the ceiling fan and other ~obscure~ surfaces and the dust REALLY DOES settle everywhere 😨