#and idk if this is my top favorite but it’s one of my favorites

[strang3lov3]

show and tell

as requested by friendos :) these are some of my tchotchkes. I keep lots of weird junk around my apartment lol

Moving left to right, top to bottom:

1. Morton salt coaster - found at an antique store

2. Lucky charms matchbox car - idk. Had it since I was little. Lucky charms are my favorite 😋

3. Hot dog candle 🌭

4. Black cat and pretty lady rolling tray + nudie playing cards. I found those in my parents’ medicine cabinet today and stole them. They look…loved.

5. The encyclopedia of immaturity - great read.

6. Laszlo BAT! mug

7. Handmade dammit doll given to my by my grandma :)

8. It’s Joel time. Also a black cat crocheted for us by my sister in law

9. Aquarium light!

10. Creepy clown embroidery

11. Crocheted Perry the platypus. Again, made by my sister in law.

12. NO BULLY ZONE - this was hanging up in my fiancé’s brothers house before he moved. It has been passed down to us. The ruby Tuesday gift card is not a permanent fixture, as it is tradition in his family to gift that card at white elephant. Whoever gets the card has to gift it again next year in some creative way. It’s been going on for like 6 years at this point. The joke is that the closest ruby tuesdays to us is like 100 miles away lmao. I think we should go to ruby Tuesdays and use the gift card and keep giving it out at white elephant parties and just wait to see who realizes it’s got no money on it lmao

13. Stitch pin I lost the back to, my way mini perfume, mini tobasco sauce.

14. Cute hand painted cat from Mexico (I broke the tail off) black cat pin, mini coke bottle :)

15. American traditional pride flash

16. Black cat Christmas ornament gifted to us by our niece, who was 5 at the time I think. She picked it out because the cat is wrapped up in lights and she remembered us telling her about how Gizmo knocked over our Christmas tree and that’s why we don’t put one up anymore, lol.

17. 9/11 license plate. Another white elephant gift.

18. Buff Santa. Another white elephant gift.

This isn’t a tag game but maybe I can turn it into one ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ soooo SHOW AND TELL @cum-a-calla @beefrobeefcal @blushingfish @xmunsn @culkinzzz @poguniversity

[asha-dasha]

TELL ME UR DIOMEDES HEADCANONS ... all of them (also I like your epic trauma studies fics btw)

Hhhhhhmnnnggggg all of them would take soooooo long I am thinking about Diomedes 24/7.

- Comaetho wanted a baby sister and was DEVASTATED when Deipyle and Tydeus were like "here's your brother!" she still complains about it when Dio is especially annoying to her

- the first time he actually heard about what Tydeus did at Thebes (a lot of what he hears is filtered through mentors or his mother), he was 12 or 13 and he threw up.

- speaking about Tydeus eating brains, Diomedes sometimes gets really queasy around raw meat, this mostly goes away after Thebes because he's scene real guts and gore

- as a kid, did NOT understand the concept of tact. He would say anything that comes to mind, the first time he meets the rest of the Epigoni (probably around age 10 or so, he called one of them ugly). He's been beat up enough to develop some sort of filter

More below the cut :))))

- hhhnnngggg he has autism lets just get that out of the way and his special interests are horses and fighting and adrenaline rushes

- when hes not in an adrenaline rush, he gets overstimulated pretty easily but has learned to mask very well

- in Thebes, he truly found himself. He became a man there, which is why he gravitates toward battle

- Every calculated action he makes, he views as an offering to Athena way of showing that he won't disappoint her like his father did

- he loves a hater, loves to be a hater. this is why he gets along with Sthenelus and later Odysseus, aka the biggest haters he knows

- Diomedes LOVES to sleep, it's his favorite hobby.

- he is not a morning person or a night person do not wake him up

- I'm so serious he loves his beauty sleep so much he will sleep 10 hours easy if you let him

- he and Athena dont speak much when it's just the two of them. They gesture and grumble, very rarely do they actually speak.

- scared of a man who has everything to lose (Hector). When people are hopeless they get sloppy but calculated people are so much more deadly

- DESPISES Paris because he's babied by his family, Diomedes was forced by his mother to swear an oath to avenge his father when he was too young to even know what that means, why should Paris be protected? His mistakes got them all here

- I think Diomedes and Antilochus would have been war besties but Antilochus is too loud for him (odysseus talks a lot but is rarely loud)

- after he injuried aphrodite and ares he had a panic attack that Athena would hate him, it took Odysseus and Athena's reassurances to calm him down

- not my hc its from "A Thousand Ships" by Natalie Haynes, but he and Odysseus make faces at each other during war meetings when others aren't looking

- jokes about being odysseus's eromenos, odysseus hates these jokes

- doesnt sleep well post-pallidium

I have more but these are the ones from the top of my head, Im currently writing a Diomedes goes to Ithaca AU fic so I have more but idk which ones I'll use.

[serxinns]

Hello! I just read that Deadpool Reader you wrote and I love it♥️♥️♥️♥️

Could you write more about them? I have this ideas but Idk if it's good..

So first I was wondering, does Deadpool Reader has the same skin and mental condition as Deadpool himself? Like do they have the same backstory?? Are they older than the Class since you said they are like an idol for them, Could you tell us more?(⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)

I was thinking Deadpool Reader did some Voice acting for animations and maybe acted a movie or two but with mask on obviously, What's prohero 1-A class reaction? I feel like there's a lot of Deadpool edit on the internet (like Deadpool dance from Deadpool & Wolverine)

Could you also write about What was Deadpool Reader role at the end battle with All for one and Shigaraki?? What they did or anything you feel to add? If you don't write about this one is no problem!

Thank you!

Yandere class 1a x Deadpool reader's headcanons!

Jeez I didn't think anyone would be this interested in my Deadpool reader oneshot but here we go!

Tw: scientists subjects, mentioned of skin conditions, mentions of body mutilation, yandere behavior, reader, and more please risk at your own risk

Yes I feel like Deadpool reader would still have the skin condition most likely (if you don't want them to thats up to you) now backstory would be a bit different since this is a mha universal I think their backstory would be this considering this is the mha universal : readers parents were on the run by a bunch of evil scientists and agents due to them having a certain quirk, when they found out they had a baby they decided to abandon the original goal and to get the baby, later that night the scientist broke in and killed the parents and recruited the baby reader for testing

during that time a scientist was assigned to be readers caretaker at 1st they didnt want to due to them having a dislike against children and babies but the more they bond the more love and care the scientist grew for reader which soon made the scientist wanting to rebel against their plans and ideas, in hoped for reader to have a happy normal childhood

but when the scientist discovered that the other scientists planned to do a certain experiment to turn reader into an horrifying disfigured mindlesss nomu/creature the scientist helped reader escaped from the lab when reader was just 10 years old and faked their identity and decided to live another country to begin a new life and raise reader there, and that country was japan!

Overtime reader sec wanted to become a hero but the scientist was nervous considering readers behavior or being a bit nutty and not taking everything seriously (which made them the odds one out in the end of elementary and middle school)

Now here's the part where yall get to choose how they meet yandere class 1a

A. They managed to enter ua and class 1a which is pretty much ordinary

B. They went to another hero school and they met class 1a through exams and stayed in touch and hang out with them (bonus points if they go to the same school as shindo if you want them to be the same age as class 1a)

Now is reader older class 1a..? Ding ding ding! They could be probably around 3-5 years older then them if you prefer older readers! Or if they're the same age they can be a very popular reader maybe not in the top 10 but they're popular for their nutty comedic personality and also for their badass hero fights with villians making funny and unhinged jokes and pissing them off

Now if reader was VAing in a any show? Oh bitch they'll be screaming on the top of their lungs even some will go feral if they ever heard your voice in a movie character or they found out you do the character you voiced with, if you voice that certain character? That's their favorite character now no matter how boring or poorly written they are it's their favorite character and will defend that character for life some people like Mina, denki, sero, and Kirishima would repeat your lines and catchphrase everyday making you a bit embrassed by it

Momo, ochako, izuku, and bakugo (secretly) would buy some all of reader deadpools merchandise and put that shit in their shrine or collection they have stored away for only them to see and cherish their nutty darling!

Bonus: jirou tokoyami, tsuyu, and denki would repost and like all of deadpool readers fan edits!

[rabbit-is-wise]

ty for the tag !!

overall rating: 9/10

mental health rating: 8.5/10

outfit rating: uh like 7/10 ig? lmao

age: 19

height: 5’7

grade: freshman year of college

confidence: idk like 7/10

happiness: 8ish/10

gender: dude im just here

sexuality: big fan of men

romantic: see above

favorite show: really havent been watching shows lately, i think i threw friends on a few times but thats about it

favorite film: i didn’t watch a lot in april, ill say but i’m a cheerleader beyond my like all time favs

favorite song: my april top song was good luck, babe! - chappell roan but id say american teenager - ethel cain (besides like, the standard next semester - tøp answer)

favorite artist: twenty one pilots are you surprised i bet you’re surprised

relationship status: yearning

favorite color: pink/blue/yellow

favorite season: i dont rly have one honestly. gun to my head i guess spring or winter but i love and hate each season equally

followers: 79 and if we’re moots ily

npt: @rottingcherrywood @grand-theft-autumn

Month Review - April Edition !

Overall Rating - 7/10

life.

Mental Health Rating - 8/10

eh pretty okay????

Outfit Rating - 8/10

ate a bunch got a shirt i really like

End of April Stats!

Age: won’t say but minor

Height: 5’5

Grade: won’t say

Confidence: 6/10

Happiness: 6/10

Gender: genderfluid

Sexuality: demisexual

Romantic: demi too or aroflux

Fav food: yogurt

Fav show: adventure time or helluva boss

Fav movie: lego batman

Fav song: wet by dazey and the scounts and the weezer rift

Fav artist: maybe conan gray

Relationship status: taken taken taken by the best boyfriend in the worldddd

Fav colour: green

Fav season: winter

Followers: 1140

[consistentlyguessing]

Cool about it

Summary: Dating an assassin isn’t easy, especially not when she begins closing herself off after each mission.

WARNINGS: angst, fluff if ya squint, sad Yelena, fem!reader, she/her pronouns, y/n used, alcoholism, not proof read, idk prolly more doc

A/N: hi I’m back again cos I love her sooo much. This is very long so hopefully it’s good..this is my first time writing angst so bear with me

You and Yelena have been together for a little over a year. One year, 210 days, and 20 seconds but who’s counting?

You had stuck by her side after each and every mission, ensuring her that you didn’t think any less of her, and always preparing a requested meal for her. (Most of the time, it was Mac and cheese.)

She would come up behind you whilst you cooked, wrap her arms around your waist, kiss your neck, and tell you how grateful she was for you. You would giggle and blush, waving her off and telling her to go sit down while you cooked.

You two lived in a secluded place, just off the shore of New Hampshire. She made it a point to keep you away from her mission areas. Her top priority was always to keep you safe, away from any possible danger.

The house was small, but loved. It had one bathroom, two bedrooms— if you ever wanted a guest over, a nice kitchen and a small living room. When she bought it, she made sure to buy a house with a large kitchen. She knew cooking had been one of your passions for a while, and she wouldn’t have you settling for any less. Whenever she was gone, you’d go out and buy decorations for the house. It always surprised her when she got back. New signs, a few posters, maybe even a new couch if you were feeling rambunctious.

Truly, she had domesticated you. It almost made you sick. Almost. Right now, your house was decorated in soft greens and whites. You bought green pillows to match your cream colored couch. You had green curtains for the many windows. Despite your failure to take care of them very well, the house was littered with plants. Succulents, cacti, Venus fly traps, the works.

And she loved it. She loved how willing you were to make light of the poor situation you were in. Dating a trained assassin isn’t easy, but you made sure to show her your love for her.

However, you began to notice a change not too long ago.

The changes started out small. Her coming home, not immediately taking her shoes off like she usually did. She would walk straight to the bathroom and shower before going to bed. No words exchanged between the two of you.

You brushed it off as her being tired because she would always show love to you the next day.

But then, the changes began to grow. She would come home, slam the door, sigh heavily, and shut herself in your shared bedroom. She’d only come out once you knocked and told her dinner was done. Then, she’d make a plate and go sleep in the spare room.

It obviously hurt your feelings, but every time you tried to bring it up, she’d assure you that nothing was wrong. “You are being crazy, милый. Nothing is bothering me,” she’d whisper to you, holding you by your waist closely before kissing you on the cheek, patting your back, and walking off.

You would roll your eyes, clearly not convinced.

You let it slide for a while, until you came home one day to find her in the bathroom, passed out and the smell of vodka on her breath. You stood in the door way, a mix of shock and anger on your face.

“Yelena!” You had shouted, startling her awake. She hurried up off the floor once she made eye contact with you, stumbling over to you. “Baby, you’re home! I’ve missed you,” she slurred. She attempted to wrap herself around you, but you stepped away, shaking your head, causing her to nearly trip and fall.

You were stood in the hallway now, arms crossed, clearly disappointed. She recomposed herself, leaning against the door frame. “What’s your problem? You were gone all day. Can’t I show love to my favorite girl?” She beckoned, waving you towards her.

You kissed your teeth, eyes narrowed at her, “Yelena, you’re drunk.” She gasped, shaking her head. “Me? No- no I am not. I don’t do that stuff anymore, you know me,” she blabbered, clearly lying.

Sighing, you turned on your heel, heading towards the spare bedroom. She trailed behind you like a lost puppy.

Once you entered the room and flicked on the lights, you made your way over to the closet inside the guest room. You grabbed a clean pair of sheets for the bed. She watched you carefully, studying your every movement, causing you to shiver. If this had been different circumstances, you probably would’ve been flush against her chest right now, but you were mad at her. You had to stay focused.

You changed the sheets carefully, once she had realized what you were doing, she ushered up behind you, gripping your waist once more. “No, no, no, Y/n. It was just a few drinks— I am not that drunk, I swear,” she giggled breathily, her eyes glossy.

You grimaced, not turning to face her. “Go away Yelena. We can talk in the morning, I don’t want to be near you right now.” You shook your head, she whined in response, kissing your jaw and muttering soft, drunken, “I‘m sorry’s.”

You pushed her off you, still upset, “No Yelena, go to bed I don’t want to have this conversation with you right now.” She stepped back, her jaw slack. She clenched it and rolled her eyes, closing them and inhaling deeply. She let a few tears roll down her face before walking away to the bedroom.

You both slept alone that night.

The next morning, Yelena was no where to be found. You had originally gotten up and prepared some, “I’m sorry” pancakes. Accompanied by a frowny face made out of chocolate chips, but she wasn’t in the bedroom, or living room, or anywhere. You sighed, calling her phone anxiously. Only to be met with her automated voice mail. You bit your lip, pacing around the house.

Hours had passed and you still hadn’t heard from Yelena. You tried to go check outside, but you didn’t see her in any of her usual spots. You checked bars, restaurants, fast food places, nowhere to be found.

After a few days of non stop calling, and endless searching, you gave up. You were sat on the couch, rewatching whatever crap was on TV, a large glass of wine in your hand. This was around your fifth glass.

You were about to fall asleep when you heard the twisting of the doorknob. You straightened up immediately, twisting your head to see who the unexpected visitor was.

The door opened and quickly shut, you made eye contact with a disheveled Yelena. Your eyes widened, you quickly rushed over to her, hastily forgetting about the TV show and wine.

“Yelena Belova! Where the hell have you been?!” You shouted, your voice cracking, your eyes glossy, remnants of the wine on your breath.

She sniffed at you slightly, not responding, her face contorted into one of disgust. You were surprised, you hadn’t seen her in a week and she was disgusted by you?

“You reek, Y/n,” she spoke truthfully, eyeing your outfit. You had just showered, so you were wrapped in a soft black towel that you had just bought.

You stepped away from her, “What’s your problem, ‘Lena? I don’t see you for..days and the first thing you want to say to me is that I reek?”

“You do. You have been drinking. It stinks.” She deadpanned, her voice faltering slightly. You swallowed hard, clenching your jaw.

“Where have you been, ‘Lena?” You asked, your voice softer than before. She sighed, shaking her head, “I’ve been staying with Natasha. Figured she wanted to see me more than you,” she said, her voice cracking. Her tough exterior faltering.

“Wha- why would you think that?” You breathed, stepping towards her, your arms grabbing her hips. “Becuase of the other night,” she whimpered, her eyes tearing up. She looked away from you, licking her lips anxiously. Her arms by her side, “and these past few weeks.”

You sighed, “Yelena, I was more worried than I was mad. I just want to know what’s going on with you. I’m not a mind reader, but I care.” She looked at you, her nostrils flared as tears ran down her face. You reached up to gently wipe them away, causing her to laugh at you, “you are so cringey,” she grinned, grabbing your wrist.

She walked you over to the kitchen table, sitting in one of the chairs, looking down at the table, her hands clamped together. You sat next to her slowly, your knees touching. She let a few moments of silence pass, gathering her thoughts before she finally looked up at you.

“My missions, I’ve been feeling guilty about them. After I finish them I just imagine how you would see me if…” she swallowed, shaking slightly. You grabbed her hand slowly, urging her to continue. “If you saw what I did…what I do. You’d be disgusted by me, never want to see me again.” She whimpered, her lip quivering. She looked away from you, biting her lip.

You frowned, rubbing her back soothingly. She leaned into your touch, you felt her muscles relax beneath you.

“Yelena, we met after you just got off a mission. You blew up a fucking building. That probably killed like five people, not to mention those who were actually supposed to be taken out on that mission.” You grinned, tightening your grip on her hand

She chuckled, nodding her head, listening to you as you spoke. “I fell in love with you then, you can guarantee I’m going to keep loving you like this.” You promised, leaning your chin on her shoulder.

She let your words sink in momentarily before looking over at you, you straightened up, removing your chin and arm from her body. She smiled at you, her eyes still glossy and her cheeks still stained from tears. The sight of her like this broke your heart.

“I love you,” she whispered, before kissing you softly. You smiled into the kiss, wrapping your arms around her waist lazily. Once she broke the kiss, she stood up slowly, the table creaking under her weight.

“I’m going to go shower” She said, walking away towards the bathroom. You grinned at her, following behind her closely, “Room for another?” You asked, she looked over her shoulder before speaking up, “always,”

[stimboardboy]

@deadboystims 300 followers event

make a stimboard based off your favorite song / album

tokyo (vampires and wolves) - the wombats

x - x - x | x - ♫ - x | x - x - x

[suja-janee]

I’ve been losing my mind over these guys recently

[pilkypills]

pre-raphaelite dwarrowdam studies including a young fem!thorin

[crystallizsch]

guys gift-giving is not a competition

(used in-game backgrounds)

[chapollynh]

An excuse to draw my favorite characters? Of course I'll take it, thank you very much.

[wizard-legs]

WAKE UP BABE new big top burger just dropped 🤡🤡🤡

[lizardbrainlabs]

sketched out all the human partners!!!

[musicalmoritz]

I’ll never understand how ppl hate any of the canon tbhk ships. That’s like being cooked a full course meal by a five star chef and saying “nah, I’ll pass”

[fauchart]

have you drawn skinner?

Now I have!! Well, I did have one doodle of him in a past sketchdump but it's old and small, so here's a proper one for him :] Hope you like it!

[dailyhtfboards]

Day 7

Today’s Board is:

So fuggin sleeby,,,,

(From TV episode 3C Sea What I Found)

[starshapedspider]

:)