#and that was with him still having the curse i think (idk if it was before or after lol)

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

HELLOOO idk if ur requests are on rn so take ur time with this request and get to it at ur own time but i was wondering if u could make a short one shot fic abt reader who is in a relationship with katsuki and is at home while he's out in patrol and she sees his location with life 360 and sees that he's beside some sort of restaurant or supermarket so she texts him smth like

i see ur beside the ramen place i like can u buy dinner tonight 😊

AND THEN KATSUKI IS JUST 🤬🤬🤬 WTF HOW DO U KNOW WHERE I AM ARE U OUTSIDE RN

all lighthearted and funny :))

THANK UUU SO MUCHH 💞💞

LMFAOOOO thjs js so funny😭😭😭 tysm for this ask i hope i did it some justice :33 hope you’re still stickin around to read it anon ! Short lil drabble, much luv xx

“since you’re by that ramen place i like you can get some for dinner 💋💕”

“ ? what the fuck”

“?? where are you.”

“?”

before you can send another text message, your phone lights up with your boyfriend’s caller id, you giggle.

“hi, baby.”

“where the fuck are you at ?”

you snort, readjusting on your sofa “what are you talking about ?” you ask teasingly.

you catch the sound of people talking as you hear katsuki grumbling to himself “i don’t see you.”

you giggle, kicking your legs a little “and why would you need to see me ?”

katsuki groans, already exasperated and growing more and more impatient, you’re surprised he hasn’t started cursing your entire bloodline yet “quit it with that mysterious bullshit, how do you know where i’m at.”

and just to mess with him, you respond “i see you.”

it’s quiet on his end for a moment, aside from the chatter on the street “yn. i’ll fucking kill you.” you throw your head back and laugh “once i find you, you’re done for. your ass is grass.”

“i like it when you talk dirty to me.” you joke, he scoffs hard on the other end “freak.” you hear him mumble, you giggle some more.

“i’m at home, just saw your location and decided to ask you to get me some food.”

“get you some food.” he bites, scoffing in disbelief.

“us, get us some food. pretty please, suki ?” you use your sweetest voice, maybe he might even be able to imagine your puppy dog eyes through the phone.

he laughs sarcastically “right. what makes you think you deserve to get anything after that little stunt you pulled, huh ?”

you pout, whining so he knows you are “i was just kidding, was jus’ a little jokey-joke.” you can’t help but tease him a bit more.

“yeah, my ass.” you snort loudly, laughing and the huff he lets out clearly lets you know he’s not amused, you can see him rolling his eyes at your antics.

“we’ll see.” is the answer he graces you with. you squeal, cus you know that means you won. katsuki is quick to remind you he didn’t say yes, but you already know his mind’s been made.

“i’m surprised you didn’t ask me why i have your location on my phone.” you hum.

katsuki sounds utterly confused by your question when he responds “why would i give a shit about that ? s’not like i get somethin’ to hide. don’t care if you know where i’m at.” he responds simply.

“sides, i know how obsessed you are with me, so—”

“i’m hanging up now, katsuki. get me my ramen. toodles.” your bitter tone makes him laugh, and just to piss you off some more he adds in a honeyed sweet “see you later, babe. love ya.” before he hangs up. you huff shaking your head. a text pings and you swipe up to check it, it’s from katsuki again.

“i’m not getting you shit btw.”

he does indeed come back with ramen.

[muqingfx]

Heyyyy

Idk why I'm sharing this with you specifically but...

Can you imagine a scenario where mu qing gets cursed where he gets like super cold and after a certain amount of time will turn to ice (think of frozen) but he'll survive if he warms up. Aka fengqing cuddles ♥️♥️

gonna write a short drabble

Metal meets rotten flesh as Mu Qing flings his zhanmadao at the infernal ghost.

"Got you," Mu Qing whispers under his breath. He's fatigued after endless pursuits and perpetual clashes; the ribbon that usually holds his dark hair in place has fallen off, resulting in messy strands carpeting his head and obscuring his line of vision. His breathing is rough and robes tattered, but finally, finally, he has the damn ghost beneath him, shuddering and seething under his blade.

Mu Qing's eyes widen as he's propelled meters back by a gush of frigid wind that chills his godly skin. Ah, nevermind. He spoke too soon. When has it ever been easy?

His precious zhanmadao is pulled away from his grip, flying off and plummeting to the ground with a loud thud. Although Mu Qing had tried to keep his eyes on the ghost, the pest had somehow evaded his vigilance. From behind him, Mu Qing hears footsteps of not one, but at least a hundred creatures closing in on him. His head rivots to look behind and there's a whole damn army of ghosts.

"Shit," Mu Qing curses. He takes in his wearied state and distance saber. "Shit, shit," he curses some more. The little nuisances jump around, squealing and yelling as they make their way to Mu Qing.

Mu Qing, a martial god. What the hell? He's a martial god, dammit. Who do these little shits think they are?

He lifts his arm and creates a swirl of spiritual energy on his palm, the golden orb illuminating the dark sky. He thrusts his hand forward, watching gleefully as the little shits scream in agony. To finish it off, Mu Qing scurries to retrieve his zhanmadao and slices through multiple ghosts at once. The rest is suspiciously uncomplicated, considering the hassle he had to go through to get here, and the ghosts are all eliminated in moments.

The silence is deafening after Mu Qing stamps out the last one, excluding the soft hoots of an owl. But then Mu Qing realizes something fairly unusual: he's really fucking cold.

"What the fuck are you wearing, nutcase?" Feng Xin snorts out a laughter as soon as Mu Qing walks into his work chambers. Through the spritual array, they had decided on a meeting regarding the Southern region's welfare.

"Shut up," Mu Qing hisses, "I'm cold."

"Yeah? It's the middle of summer."

"Get to business, Ju Yang. Where are the reports?" He fixes the cloth around his neck. It's been two days since his encounter with the army of ghosts, and each hour since then felt like his body heat was being sucked out of him. "And get me some hot tea."

Feng Xin glares at him but says nothing, reaching for the unorganized scrolls on his worktop. He hands them over to Mu Qing, who accepts it with shaking hands. When Feng Xin's gaze lingers a second too long, Mu Qing swats at his face with the scrolls.

"Motherfucker," Feng Xin mutters, but still has decency to invite Mu Qing to sit down on his divan. "It's tranquil. For now."

Mu Qing nods. "Villages are undisturbed. Temples aren't being messed with. Ghosts are out of sight. Prayers are not too bothersome." He shuffles the scrolls. "Is that all?”

Offering a hum of confirmation, Feng Xin lays out the teapot and cups on the table. The warm steam from the served tea has Mu Qing resisting the urge to hover his hands over the spout. He doesn’t. Obviously.

“Have you been on any missions recently?” Feng Xin asks around a mouthful of wafers.

“What? That’s none of your concern. Yes. A few days ago. Don’t speak with your mouth full.”

Feng Xin swallows down his food quickly. “You did? How did it go?”

“Stop prying. It went fine.” He closes his eyes and sips his tea, indulging in it’s heat.

A stupid pout forms on Feng Xin’s face. “I haven’t been on a mission in ages—”

“I do not care.”

“—so I’ve been cooped up in here, answering prayers.”

Mu Qing sets his half-empty teacup down and glares at the oaf sitting in front of him. “Why is it so cold in here?”

Said oaf’s eyebrows scrunch into a frown. “Cold? Mu Qing, it’s fucking sweltering. Are you sick?”

“I don’t get sick.”

“Stubborn prick. You’re wearing like, four robes.”

Instantly, Mu Qing’s hands raised up to clutch at his layers of clothing. “Judging bitch.”

But Feng Xin doesn’t get riled up and start yelling and cursing like he usually would. His brows draw in together as if i were concerned, and his eyes rake over the length of Mu Qing’s figure. “Are you cursed? Just what type of ghost did you fight?”

“I’m not cursed.” He’s not. Yes, his symptoms started, strangely, after his confrontation with the ghost. So what? Coincidences happen. And he’s just cold. That's literally it.

“Mu Qing.” Feng Xin’s own tone leaves no room for argument. Both official are no less obstinate than the other.

“I’m not cursed! The ghost I fought with used the element of snow. There. Happy? Cretin.”

Feng Xin’s jaw clenches, an impatient glint in his eyes. “Snow? You’re not usually this fucking stupid, Mu Qing.”

Mu Qing jumps to his feet, already grabbing his zhanmadao from his side. “What did you just say?”

“Fucking hell, Mu Qing!” Feng Xin holds his hand up and effectively stops Mu Qing from swinging his saber. “Where the fuck was your head when Ling Wen was explaining this shit?”

“What…”

“She clearly described a savage ghost who could fucking freeze a heavenly official to death.”

Mu Qing pauses. In the back of his head, he indistinctly remembers a warning from Ling Wen.

“Fuck,” Feng Xin cusses, seemingly more stressed than Mu Qing’s himself. “Fucking fuck.”

He grasps Mu Qing’s hand—and then flinches back. “You’re a fucking icicle! Come here.” Carefully, Feng Xin pulls Mu Qing closer to his body, coercing him into a hug. Brawny arms wrap around Mu Qing’s torso and a palm pushes Mu Qing’s face into a warm shoulder,

He sighs in relief when he feels the temperature shoot up.

“Still cold?” Feng Xin’s own tone mutters right into his ear and Mu Qing fucking shivers.

“What do you think? Moron.”

“Don’t be a bitch or I’ll just let you fucking die.”

“Then let me.”

“I need to shut that mouth of yours.”

Mu Qing tears himself away, face flaming. “I’m fine now.” He turns and stomps away, determined to go elsewhere.

Feng Xin doesn’t let him though, snatching his arm and tugging him hard so Mu Qing’s back slams against a firm chest.

"Like fuck you are."

"Let me go." Mu Qing struggles against Feng Xin's vice grip, though his efforts as futile as the bigger man deftly hauls him around the Nan Yang Palace and into his bedchambers.

Feng Xin's bedchambers.

He--considerably gently--tosses Mu Qing onto the soft duvet and throws a sizeable quilt at him. "Get comfy, general."

Mu Qing glowers, though it's half-hearted. But his fury fades into alarm as Feng Xin joins him on the bed.

"What the--what the fuck are you doing?!" he yelps, horrified. He scrambles away, making space between the two bodies.

And once again, Feng Xin effortlessly pulls him back under the quilt. "Shut up and stay still."

Mu Qing freezes, letting Feng Xin maneuver him around as if he were a doll.

"Warm up, fucker." Feng Xin pats both of Mu Qing's cheeks, trying to give it some colour.

"Stop it," Mu Qing hisses. Feng Xin encircles his limbs around Mu Qing's middle, and Mu Qing can only exhale as he lets him.

He lets Feng Xin nuzzles his face into the curve of Mu Qing's neck

He lets Feng Xin's fingers draw slow, soothing circles on his palm.

He let's Feng Xin warm him until he's a ball of fire, melting away his frosty fraud exterior.

[hinamie]

thank u canon plant nerd megumi for my life

bonus:

[robinfollies]

Been really pondering Fantoccio and the cursed citizens lately… like, if you’re stuck in a city for 15 years with some of your only company being these cursed globby versions of the people that used to surround you normally, you’d start to Notice Things that remind you of who they used to be, right?

[mywitchyblog]

It’s amazing how many Percy Jackson fans jumped on me for saying Percy didn’t actually win against Akhlys in Tartarus, and that he’s not some unstoppable force who could solo Zeus. Let’s be real—Percy is a demigod. Demi is the key word here. He’s still part mortal, no matter how powerful he is.

First, let’s talk about what happened in Tartarus with Akhlys. People need to understand that Akhlys isn’t just some monster or even a god. She’s a primordial being, a child of Nyx and Chaos itself—the very forces that existed before anything else. When Percy faced her, he wasn’t just up against a strong opponent; he was up against a conceptual entity. Akhlys embodies poison and misery itself. She doesn’t just wield these elements; she is them.

In Tartarus, Percy and Annabeth were completely out of their element. Akhlys didn’t need to rely on physical attacks to defeat him. Instead, she poisoned him emotionally and mentally. She brought out something dark in Percy—something that scared even Annabeth. When Percy used Akhlys’s own poison against her, he didn’t just fight back; he enjoyed it. This wasn’t a heroic moment; it was terrifying. Akhlys pushed Percy to a place where he lost control, and Annabeth witnessed a side of him that left a permanent scar on their relationship. Akhlys didn’t lose—she won by breaking Percy in a way that no one else had. She infected his mind and relationship with a sense of darkness that left Annabeth shaken. Even after they escaped, it’s clear Annabeth will never see him the same way again.

Now, let’s get into the Percy versus Jason debate. A lot of people think Jason is weak or that Percy could easily defeat him. But the truth is, Jason has accomplished things that Percy hasn’t. For example, Jason fought and killed Krios, the Titan of constellations, with his bare hands. Yes, he had the support of the Roman legion, but it was Jason who ended Krios personally. He didn’t need his weapon; he finished the Titan off with sheer physical strength. Krios is a Titan, not just some high-level monster, and the fact that Jason killed him without a weapon speaks volumes about his strength and skill.

And then there’s their encounter with the Eidolons in Kansas. Percy and Jason were both possessed by these spirits, who know everything about their hosts’ abilities, skills, and weaknesses. The Eidolons were fighting to kill each other, and they weren’t holding back. They had been promised freedom by Gaea if they succeeded, so they had every incentive to use their hosts’ full abilities. During this fight, Jason!Eidolon had Percy on the ropes and would have killed him if Piper hadn’t intervened, allowing Percy!Eidolon to knock Jason out. This matters because it shows that, when both are going all out, Jason has the power to kill Percy. The Eidolons were only as strong as their hosts, and Jason, in full form, was winning that fight.

Now, let’s address Percy’s other “victories,” which aren’t as clear-cut as some fans think. Percy’s fight with Ares in The Lightning Thief wasn’t a definitive win. People forget that Ares, as the god of war, could have controlled Percy’s weapon as easily as Percy controls water. Ares could have seized Riptide, effectively disarming Percy. The only reason Ares didn’t finish the fight was because Kronos spooked him. Percy didn’t overpower Ares; Ares walked away due to external circumstances. Percy didn’t win; he survived because Ares chose to leave.

Take his fight against Hyperion in The Last Olympian. Percy doesn’t take down the Titan single-handedly. Instead, he has significant help from Grover and other allies. Hyperion is eventually immobilized, but it’s a group effort that relies on clever strategy and teamwork. Percy didn’t overpower Hyperion—he and his friends contained him long enough to escape.

Then there’s his encounter with Atlas in The Titan’s Curse. Percy momentarily holds up the sky, which is impressive, but it’s not sustainable. When he faces Atlas directly, he’s completely overwhelmed and would have been killed if not for Artemis’s intervention. Atlas is a powerhouse that Percy simply can’t match on his own, showing that he’s not this unstoppable force who can take down Titans at will.

And don’t forget his brush with Hades in The Last Olympian. Percy only survives because of his invulnerability from the River Styx. Even with that, Hades could have easily defeated him in non-physical ways. As one of the Big Three, Hades could rip Percy’s soul from his body or inflict damage that doesn’t involve direct attacks. The Styx’s blessing protects Percy from physical harm, but it doesn’t make him immune to the other godly powers that Hades wields. Once that blessing fades, Percy’s vulnerable. Hades isn’t someone Percy could just walk away from in a real fight.

And it’s important to note that the gods aren’t wary of Percy because of him—they’re cautious because of Poseidon. Poseidon is the second most powerful Olympian, and his influence is significant enough that any conflict between him and Zeus could split Olympus into factions. Without Poseidon’s protection, Percy would likely have been smited by the other gods. It’s not Percy who intimidates them; it’s the fallout of what angering Poseidon could lead to.

And let’s not ignore Jason’s extensive training. Jason has been at Camp Jupiter for 12 years, where he’s drilled in combat tactics and leadership. The Roman camp is all about discipline and intense training, and Jason has that experience behind him. Percy, meanwhile, only spends summers at Camp Half-Blood, totaling about 10 months over five years. While Percy has raw talent and power, Jason has years of structured training and experience as a leader and warrior.

Plus, Jason has taken on giants. He faced off against Porphyrion, the king of giants, who’s designed to be a direct counter to Zeus himself. Jason didn’t defeat him alone, but he held his own long enough for the team to intervene. Jason’s powers are formidable in their own right. He can control storms, wield lightning, and even fly—abilities that make him a powerful force. He might not control the sea, but he has strengths that match up well with Percy’s.

So no, Percy wouldn’t just “swat” Jason aside. Jason’s taken on Titans, giants, and even his own best friend in a no-holds-barred fight, and he’s proven that he can stand toe-to-toe with some of the toughest enemies out there.

In the end, while Percy is undeniably powerful, he’s not some unbeatable powerhouse. He often relies on help, luck, or his father’s influence. Jason Grace, on the other hand, has taken down divine beings with his bare hands and has years of experience and training that Percy simply doesn’t. People need to recognize that Jason isn’t just strong—he’s a capable and experienced warrior who can hold his own against Percy, and maybe even beat him when it counts.

Yes, Percy is often referred to as the most powerful demigod, but that doesn’t mean he’s unbeatable. He can be defeated, even if it takes significant effort. I’m not saying that Jason could solo him without a challenge, but I do think Jason could win against Percy in a high-difficulty fight. It’s not an easy win, but it’s definitely possible. Other demigods could also potentially overpower and defeat Percy, though it would take a lot of effort. Percy’s powerful, but he’s not invincible.

Also, let’s talk about the “bloodbending” headcanon that keeps coming up. Sure, there’s a basis in canon for Percy’s potential to manipulate water within living beings, but there’s no actual evidence in the books that he can control blood. People need to stop treating it as if it’s official. Does he have the potential? Yes, it’s possible given his powers over water. But has it been explicitly stated in canon that he can control blood? No, it hasn’t. Percy can’t just “bloodbend” at will—that’s purely headcanon, not established fact.

So while Percy is incredibly powerful and capable of amazing feats, he’s not this unstoppable force. He has limits, and in a high-stakes fight, there are other demigods who could push him to those limits and potentially even beat him.

[purplecelestial-buddy]

It's so funny to me that the fandom has come to see Hirano as a Sasamiya promoter of sorts because while he is, it took him some time to get accustomed to the idea of them together. And while he was never a hater Sasaki's actions towards Miyano certainly used to get on his nerves.

At first he was so worried and probably even felt a little guilty because (as mentioned in the following screenshot) because the only reason why Sasaki knows which class Miya is in, is thanks to him.

But like, that's not the face of a friend that's happy to play cupid and get their two acquaintances together. Not at all, that's the face of someone who puts his sempai-kouhai relationship with Miyano over his (pseudo) friendship with Sasaki.

Hirano from the first chapters would have jailed Sasaki if he were allowed to. (And he has his reasons, Sasaki has been something since the first chapters)

Anyway, the progression of events is really interesting.

He started, quite literally, shielding Miyano from Sasaki.

Then, he came to accept their relationship.

And at the end he really was rooting for them, to the point he ended up outright lying just so Miyano could meet Sasaki and they could talk it out and confess.

[n0bluev]

@fushiglow hmm….wonder who i’d draw this for all of a sudden and why… 🤔🤔

[wildstar25]

G'raha looked so serious while he pleaded his case to venture into the World of Darkness with the Warrior of Light. The sudden conviction in his tone had Arsay at a loss for words. Still, she did not hesitate to meet his request with an accepting nod. He was an important friend and in the passing moons that they'd come to know each other, a strong fondness for him had taken hold of her. The prospect of helping G'raha find the truth behind his mysterious inheritance made Arsay's heart pound. It was the perfect venture for them to embark on. The first of many, she hoped. The two turned towards the impossibly tall spire that dared to pierce the heavens above. Arsay's resolve strengthened in its presence. When they next find themselves gazing at the tower -with their quest completed and the world no longer under threat of total destruction- she'll properly ask G'raha to be a companion in her travels. A grin crept its way onto her face as her gaze shifted to him. If Arsay could find it within herself to bare her heart to others so readily just as he does… perhaps their future adventures will find them together, hand in hand.

[hauntingblue]

Stampede aka another episode of luffy turning haters into dick riders just with his kind and big heart

[hearts4pearlescentmoon]

I had an idea in math today that I know will go nowhere but you never know

Plus a silly lil thing that I’m considering for a story of some kind

[rose-loves-nikki]

With getting a Momo 3D model with pretty fluid animation now in SN, it just occurred to me

Why have we never been given a Momo we can dress up?

Nothing crazy obv, just a little guy to dress up with Nikki

[peachie5000]

Thought about Steven again blacked out woke up with art

[bunnihearted]

ᯓ★

[oh-meow-swirls]

how does the raft not capsize.

[skitskatdacat63]

Looking at the Austrian crown: 🥰😁😊😚😍

Drawing the Austrian crown: 😟☹️😥😢😰

Please someone save me, why did I do this to myself, look at this thing

[licorishh]

Genshin characters age headcanons masterlist (updated)

Yeah. I could give you many reasons why I believe some of the more debatable/"controversial" ones are very sensible and Good based on just freaking paying attention to context given in the game but for now I'll just compile a basic list. If you'd like to hear my reasoning for some of these you're welcome to ask as long as you're polite about it.

List under the cut.

Aether/Lumine: 19

Amber: 18

Kaeya: 22

Lisa: 33

Barbara: 17

Razor: 16

Xiangling: 16

Beidou: 29

Xingqiu: 15

Fischl: 19

Ningguang: 31

Bennett: 18

Noelle: 18

Chongyun: 16

Sucrose: 20

Jean: 21

Diluc: 22

Qiqi: 6-8 (Hard to tell given she's a zombie and talks and acts differently from normal)

Mona: 20

Keqing: 21

Venti: 20 (biologically)

Klee: 7-ish?

Diona: She's so hard because she literally runs a business and acts like an adult but she's super short. I have no idea.

Tartaglia: 21

Xinyan: 19

Zhongli: 37

Albedo: 21

Ganyu: 23

Xiao: 20

Hu Tao: 18

Rosaria: 23

Yanfei: 21

Eula: 24

Kazuha: 20

Ayaka: 18

Sayu: 9- or 10-ish maybe?

Yoimiya: 18

Kujou Sara: 24

Raiden: 28 (biologically)

Kokomi: 18

Thoma: 20

Gorou: 18

Itto: 26

Yun Jin: 19

Shenhe: 23

Yae Miko: 30

Ayato: 26

Yelan: 24

Shinobu: 20

Heizou: 21

Collei: 16

Tighnari: 22

Dori: Super hard to tell, because again, she lives alone and runs a business by herself despite using the short girl model.

Candace: 24

Cyno: 23

Nilou: 21

Nahida: 7-9

Layla: 18-19 (she seems to maybe be in her first year of college - definitely in college, I'm just guessing the year here)

Faruzan: 24 (I know she's like a hundred years older but she was stuck and didn't age and I'm talking biologically still)

Scaramouche: 21 (biologically)

Yaoyao: 7-ish?

Alhaitham: 26

Dehya: 25

Mika: 17

Kaveh: 27

Baizhu: 34

Kirara: 20

Lynette: 20

Lyney: 20

Freminet: 17 (Don't know how much younger he is than his siblings, just guessing based on context and the way he talks and acts)

Furina: 21 (biologically)

Neuvillette: 36 (biologically)

Wriothesley: 32

Navia: 26

Clorinde: 27

Sigewinne: Basically impossible to know as she's a Melusine and not a human

Charlotte: 21

Signora: 29

Dottore: 33

Arlecchino: 31

Dainsleif: 22 (biologically)