#anonymous idiots

[lelelego]

what SPECIAL does your Eli has?

[askchuuyanakahara]

I feel so bad for Kouyou omg. The elevator scene!!! Chuuya should be made aware of his reactions and outbursts before he gives someone a heart attack 😭

@inwhichispeak

Kouyou: "I cannot STAND this anymore."

Chuuya: "I'm sorry?"

Kouyou: "Go speak to the boy to sort out your issues."

Chuuya: "I should get to work too."

Chuuya: "Plus, I don't think thats the solution Ane-san wants me to take right now.."

Chuuya: "I need to, right? In order to speak to him."

Chuuya: "I should be home by then. That idiot doesn't do anything so he should be free too.."

Dazai: "What did I do?!"

[teamfurtress]

BOOTS N BOMBS!!! if you may?

[wisteriagoesvroom]

how it feels to try and write a longfic that you mentally committed to

[baby-xemnas]

If Bepo were ever in a situation where he would need to carry a child, would he carry them in his mouth by the back of their shirt, like a bear carrying a cub by the scruff of their neck? Or would he hold them like a person?

maybe shes an action mom

[erikahenningsen]

10. regina/janis

10. “I won’t let you.”

This is so not Janis's scene. Which is a weird thing to say, considering she's in Damian's house. But things have changed a lot in the last few months.

When Janis decided to forgive Cady at spring fling, she didn't realize she would be inheriting all of Cady's friends, too—people Janis previously found to be profoundly annoying, but most of whom turned out to be okay.

Still, she really has to ask herself how she ended up here, at a rager thrown by Damian, who has somehow become close with Shane Oman, with three-quarters of the North Shore basketball team, the mathletes, Gretchen Wieners, Karen Shetty, and Regina fucking George.

Janis enjoys a good party, but the combination of the jocks chanting chug, chug, chug and Damian and his theater friends belting out showtunes is giving her a headache.

She's looking for her jacket, ready to head home, when she sees Regina, stumbling a little as she tries to jam her foot into her shoe.

"Untying it first might help," Janis tells her, finally locating her jacket thrown over the banister, buried by three other jackets.

Regina makes an annoyed huff, but she does untie her shoe before finally sliding it in and re-lacing it. When she rights herself, the first thing Janis notices is how she sways a little where she stands, face flushed the way it gets sometimes when she's had too much to drink. (How Janis somehow knows this is beyond her.)

The second is that her car keys are in her hand.

"You're not driving yourself home, are you?" Janis asks cautiously.

"What? Yeah, I am," Regina says, rolling her eyes a little as she reaches for the front door.

Janis maneuvers herself so she's blocking Regina's path. "Slow down there, Justin Timberlake. You're drunk. You can't drive."

"I'm fine," Regina insists, irritation starting to color her voice. "Move."

"No."

"Janis! Get out of my way. I'm leaving," Regina says, drawing out the last word, like Janis is stupid.

Janis shakes her head. "I won't let you."

Regina's eyebrows rise. "You won't let me?"

"Nope," Janis tells her. "You know what it's like to get hit by a reckless driver. You want someone else to experience that?"

This seems to give Regina pause. Janis waits as the gears in her brain turn, slowed by alcohol.

"Ugh, fine," Regina grumbles. Then she pulls out her phone and starts clumsily tapping at the screen.

"What are you doing?" Janis asks.

"Calling an Uber, officer," Regina says.

Janis has no idea what possesses her to say, "I'll drive you home."

Regina blinks at her once, twice. "What?"

"I can drive you," Janis tells her. "I'm heading out anyway, and you're on the way, so..."

It's not that she and Regina aren't friends, but they're not exactly friends, either. They're still figuring out how to navigate that awkward space between being everything and nothing to each other. But this shouldn't be weird, right?

Right.

"Okay," Regina says after a moment. "Don't kill me."

Janis rolls her eyes and opens the front door. "Right. You're more of a do-it-yourself kind of girl."

Janis walks slowly to her car, Regina stumbling after her, walking gingerly on the frozen grass, breath curling like smoke in the winter air.

Janis turns on the car and blasts the heat once they're inside, slowly backing out of the driveway, maneuvering between the cars parked at the curb.

"It's cold in here," Regina complains like a petulant child.

"It'll warm up," Janis replies through gritted teeth. She contemplates making a joke about Regina being a frigid bitch, but decides against it.

"My car has heated seats."

"You can take off a star when you write your review."

Regina tilts her head back against the headrest and sighs. "Are you still seeing Grace?"

The question catches Janis completely off guard. "What?"

"Are you still seeing—"

"I heard you," Janis says. "Um, no, not anymore."

"Hmm," Regina hums contemplatively. "Well, there are lots of other girls out there. You'll find someone."

"You sound like my grandmother."

Regina huffs irritably. "I'm trying to be supportive."

"Yeah, and it's freaking me out, honestly," Janis tells her. If someone had told her even half an hour ago that she'd be talking to Regina about girls in her car, she would have laughed.

"Well, fine," Regina says, crossing her arms. She actually sounds a little hurt. And for some crazy reason, Janis doesn't want to hurt Regina's feelings.

"But, um, thanks," Janis says. "It just didn't work out."

Regina rests her head against the window, breath fogging the glass as she speaks. "You're hot and smart. You'll be okay."

Janis is grateful that she's pulling into Regina's driveway, because her instinct is to slam on the brakes. "What?"

Regina looks at her. She looks exhausted. "What?"

"What did you just say?" Janis needs to hear it again, for some reason.

Regina pauses to think. "You'll be okay."

"No, before—you know what? Never mind." Janis cuts the ignition. "Here you are, Cinderella."

Regina frowns. "Does that make you the pumpkin?"

Janis ignores the question. "Good night."

But Regina doesn't get out. She looks down at her hands, twisted in her lap. "Thanks for driving me home."

"Well, I didn't want to be an accessory to vehicular homicide. I'm applying to colleges, and that would look bad."

"Right," Regina says. She looks at Janis again, searching her face for something.

Janis isn't sure why the air in the car suddenly feels so charged, and it occurs to her that this is the longest she's been alone with Regina since middle school. She has the crazy thought that she's missed Regina, actually.

Finally, Regina pops open her door. "Well, thank you," she says quietly. "Good night."

"Night," Janis echoes, watching Regina disappear into her house.

Janis sits for a few minutes in her car in the driveway, trying to untangle the strange feeling in her stomach. Finally, she turns on her car, resolving to tuck this weird night in the file in the back of her brain labeled times Regina seemed human.

[cator99]

out of curiosity, would you consider yourself butch?

used to be a blonde underweight twink and now I'm a based jock still got the chanel bag and the sick albeit matured mind of a suckpig to prove it so I'm gonna let you decide whether you wanna call me that word just cuz I got a pussy and short hair. I promise you that there have been enough advancements made in the art of lesbian sexual dynamics in the past 50 years to broaden the vocabulary used to describe the plethora of types of masculine females.

[redux-iterum]

Has an overenthusiastic tourist (or child) ever stumbled into Clan territory and/or get close to camp before? How did the Clans take it?

People have definitely stepped off the path and tried to get into the colony territories for various reasons. Every single time, the cats present panic and run, and every single time, the person gets asked to leave the park. These cats are sensitive, you ingrate! It's on the signs every three feet of this fucking park saying to NOT go into their territory! Are you stupid?!

[taldigi]

yosuke isn't cool, he's cringe yet free.

yeah dude!!!!! Yu's a weird little man and he would only choose the second weirdest little man to be his (ai)boo

for serious tho: Yosuke's "cool" for the shit he doesn't try to do. He's not cool when he gets a fuckin' scooter or he trying to act smooth or when he thinks he's being "funny".

he's cool cause he's a loyal friend and cares bout his team and the people around him and manages to pull them together to do shit as a group. He's cool cause he took Teddie when he had nowhere to be in and cool cause he cares about Yu and Nanako and he's cool cause he lets shit roll off his back even though it hurts (and he does this because he's found something more important- friendship)

[team-magma-official]

If they're really that big, what's your cup size?

I don't have breast tissue.

But I am just under 300 pounds and do lift weights, so by volume I'd say at least a C cup. At least.

[leviismybby]

Gonna leave this here so you all can laugh at it with me 😭😭

Real talk tho, this anon just proved my point to a t. Lmao

[emmcfrxst]

I love John. He’s so husband coded and I wanna kiss the wolf scars on his face

the type of husband to be like “heard you have a crush on me, how embarrassing” and you’re like “john we’ve literally been married for 10 years.” and he’s like “still! you got a little crush on me!”

[24kmagiic]

saw one of your old posts about Davina and Bonnie. I know you ship Klonnie and I was curious if you think Klavina?(klaus/davinas) dynamic is what Klonnie’s would’ve started off as

I felt like Bonnie was robbed in canon but Davina is elevated in the show even when she’s kicked aside she still gets her happy ending by the end of it all.

Hiii!

So, while I used to be so against her, towards the end of the show's run, I didn't mind Davina because, at the end of a very long day, she was a kid caught in supernatural business. However, it was painfully obvious to me that Davina was who they refused to let Bonnie be. She was their pitiful attempt to erase Bonnie. However, it didn't work because she was quickly cast aside, which I believe was because they never had a real purpose for her EXCEPT to erase Bonnie.

With all that said, yes, the way Davina kept her foot on Klaus's neck would have been identical to how I imagined Bonnie would be. We already saw her be that way with Damon. Damon couldn't pass gas without Bonnie showing up to make sure no one else smelled it lmao.

The possibilities in which the two of them would eventually warm up to one another are endless, and I feel like every Klonnie story in existence has found its own ways of showcasing how the two of them would eventually come together.

I am a SUCKER for forced proximity which I think works excellent for Enemies to Lovers tropes. But I also think the two of them would just naturally realize that they're two sides of the same coin and find their stake in each other's lives that way.

(This next part is me rambling and has nothing to do with what you asked, so you can skip past the italicized text if you want lol.)

People always see Bonnie as this moral beacon that is full of light but if you really dig deep, Bonnie is a very dark character. She is the antithesis of evil, which does not always equate to what we define as 'good.' Bonnie's goodness is rooted in the way she masters evil, and she knows how and when to tap in. (For example: Trying to kill Damon by fire.)

Most "good' characters we see in media today aren't actually good, they're harmless. Elena is a perfect example of this. Just because she was physically unable to hurt a fly doesn't mean she was a good person. Her selfishness placed Bonnie in ugly situations plenty of times, but it was brushed off because she was trying to be good. (Think of how Seattle responded to the BLM protests and how it negatively affected the whole movement. They 'meant' well, but we caught the fire behind that mess.)

On the flip side, Bonnie would be classified as an 'extremist' if she was in a political landscape. That said, Klaus is also an extremist but on the opposite end. (Think 'right-wing' and 'left-wing' but without the political connotations.) In my opinion, this is why they work so well together but they're bound to bump heads because of it.

(And now, back to Klonnie!)

There are so many commonalities between the two of them that make shipping Klonnie so fun.

Similar to how two siblings can grow up in the same house and face the same trauma but end up polar opposites of one another, that's how I view Klonnie's commonalities (minus the sibling bit, obviously). They both faced similar traumas, but how they processed it turned them into different people. Klaus is the Yin to Bonnie's Yang.

Shared Traumas:

Parental Negligence

Bonnie: Rudy was negligent after Abby left him and Bonnie and thus Bonnie grew up alone with only Grams who failed to teach Bonnie about her heritage. (I'm aware it was against Rudy's wishes but I'm still side-eyeing lol.)

Klaus: Esther was negligent in keeping his father's identity from him and allowing her husband to abuse him. Also, she created that necklace to weaken him for her own selfishness, thus putting the target on his back when it came to Mikael.

Abandonment

Bonnie: Her mother walked out on her for no legitimate reason. Her father was always gone and Grams was an alcoholic (so they say). Even the people in her life were emotionally absent. Then you have her friends who left her to deal with the consequences of magic alone.

Klaus: After killing their mother, he had a deep fear of his siblings abandoning him. Therefore, he became obsessed with loyalty. His biological father was nowhere to be found until a thousand years later.

For brevity's sake, I'll stop with those two but they have others.

How they processed these traumas is so interesting:

They both gained an unnatural sense of loyalty, which lies in the fear of abandonment. Klaus forced loyalty onto others, while Bonnie gave loyalty to those who never earned it or didn't deserve it.

Bonnie became codependent on her friends because she had no one else, and Klaus became co-dependent on his family for the same.

Bonnie became overburdened by responsibility. She became everyone's 'go-to' for morality and protection, which gave her a skewed sense of importance, but it also burned her out. Klaus became controlling and constantly sought validation (from Elijah in particular).

Klaus ruled through fear because of Mikael's abuse. Everyone's acceptance of Mikael's abuse sort of validated his use of fear as a way of controlling people. Bonnie used her morality as a means of control for both herself and others.

Klaus is very self-loathing, and while Bonnie doesn't initially appear to be that way, she is too. Her strong moral code is just that, her way of torturing herself. (For example: Constantly sacrificing herself for 'good' simply because she has the duty of wielding magic.)

If Klaus controlled his siblings, Bonnie's control came with how she wielded that moral compass of hers. Seeing everyone around her live freely was triggering because she had to be responsible so early in her life. She never got to make mistakes. Mistakes meant abandonment to her, so she walked a fine line and tried to force others to do the same. (This may be why she struggled with her magic so often. I often wondered if the spirits were actually punishing her or if she was self-actualizing and punishing herself subconsciously.)

This is the tip of the iceberg with these two, but can you already see the pattern? My favorite aspect is how one craves what the other has. Klaus craves loyalty, and Bonnie craves control. They both want what the other (seemingly) has.

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

Why are you so closed off with your story? Other Mewtwo creators are very open with a lot of their plans.

That’s their choice! It’s mine to be more secretive about details.

[irregularcollapse]

hiiiii 36 clegan pleaseee for the kiss meme

hi anon sorry about the delayyy thank you for the prompt!

possibly can be read as a quasi-continuation of this one!! which is sort of a part of my canon-compliant fic if that isn't love, it'll have to do, which i will finish. at some point. i'm sure.

anywayyy here you go anon, just a quick little vignette with a subtle christmas flavour:

36. …to give up control.

“Give it here.”

Gale doesn’t wait for an agreement before grabbing, trying to snatch for the stylus clamped between Bucky’s thumb and forefinger with more force than deftness.

“I got it, Buck—Buck. Hey, quit—” he twists, holding the record needle out of Gale’s reach, because if he grabs for it again he’ll probably snap it— “Cut it out. Gale. She asked me to—”

Gale makes a swipe for it again, uncaring that he’s jostling Bucky and they’re close enough to the spindly table that Marge houses her record player on for it to be dangerous. He’s earned the elbow to his stomach, roughhousing for no reason and putting the record player at risk, but it doesn’t deter him. Bucky’s got his body, at least, to put between Gale and the table while he holds the stylus up in the air to protect it as well.

“Christ, y’ can’t even let me do one thing, huh?” It’s a gripe, but a little breathless with a laugh, because the way Gale has grabbed onto his wrist and pressed their bodies flush, it’s become clear that winning control of the replacement record needle is not the only goal any more. “You’re a dirty fighter, baby.”

“You haven’t done it before. There’s a trick—”

“There’s a trick, is there? To changing the needle? Tell me ‘bout the trick, sweet cheeks.” Their hands are lowering, Gale’s fingers still wrapped around Bucky’s wrist; he’s looking up at Bucky from barely two inches down, somehow through his lashes, and that’s the closest to leering that Gale ever gets. “See, I don’t want to shirk my chores. Marge told me to change the needle and put on some tunes. Can’t have a Christmas party without any tunes.” The arm he snakes around Gale’s waist has nothing at all to do with doing what Marge has asked. “And you’ve got your own marching orders, Major. Get those garlands hung?”

“Yes, and mixed the punch. Give it here; the player’s a lemon, I’ve done it a hundred times.”

Bucky’s smile is honey glaze and dizzy as rum punch while he tugs his hand from Gale’s grip before offering the stylus on an open palm.

“A job for the man of the house,” he murmurs, ducking his head before Gale can take it and using proximity as access for stealing a kiss. Gale smiles as well, lips curving against Bucky’s as he claims the needle blind, but he doesn’t step away and get about the task; he just leans into Bucky and tilts his head, humming a little and licking into Bucky’s mouth dizzy too, and deep.

(from these kiss prompts!)

[vykker]

Hey, Marble! Can you solve this weird riddle? My skin is purple and highly speckled. I have eyes, big and blue. I am dainty and oh-so skittish. I live at the bottom of Oddworld. Who am I?

Marble only knows five animals sorry