#another out of the blue thought

[solreix]

series of events where osamu miya may be keeping on burning bridges between being your roommate and... your what?

or

madalas kang pagod. sa acads. sa byahe. sa buhay. what if may osamu miya ka namang kasama?

ang alam mo kasi, roommate lang. pero gawain ba talaga ng roommate na gumising nang mas maaga sa'yo para lang masiguradong makakain ka ng breakfast?

"yn, kain na rito. saglit lang kumain." rinig mong katok niya mula sa labas ng kwarto mo.

mabilis kang napakislot nang mapansing nakatulugan mo na ang binabasa. agad kang tumingin sa oras ng cellphone, at napabuntong-hininga na lang nang marealize na minuto ka pa lang namang nakakatulog.

"osamu—" salubong mo nang buksan mo ang pinto. "nakatulog ako, thank you sa paggising."

pinanood mong umangat ang kilay ni osamu. "what do you mean nakatulog? ngayon ka pa lang nakatulog?"

you nodded as you stuffed yourself with the chicken sandwich he made. imbis na umupo, lutang kang sumandal sa ref habang iniisip ang mga inaaral mo kanina.

"pa'no mo pa naiintindihan readings mo niyan?" tanong nito. tulad mo, imbis na umupo ay sumandal naman ito sa pader ng kusina. he crossed his arms over his chest, making his arms protrude as he was only wearing a grey muscle shirt. "matulog ka muna," malumanay nitong dugtong.

"hindi pa pwede eh. may ilang page pa akong kailangan basahin, kapag na-delay ko, hindi ko na maabutan yung iba," paliwanag mo.

"kahit power nap lang. gigisingin kita after 20 minutes, swear."

"wala kang pasok?" tanong mo kahit obvious naman sa suot nito ang sagot.

"wala. don't mind me, yn. you should sleep." osamu pushed himself off of the wall, and walked towards you. sakto namang nakainom ka na ng tubig nang hawakan niya ang mga braso mo at marahang itinulak pabalik sa kwarto mo.

roommate mo lang. pero handa itong i-ditch ang sarili niyang klase kahit pinilit mong huwag na, maihatid lang ang naiwan mong laptop sa campus niyo dahil alam niyang ito ang tin-trato mong lifeline.

"osamu!" maluha-luha mong binuksan ang pinto ng condo niyo. you know where to find the person you're looking for, kaya naman dumiretso kang kusina, only to see him already removing his apron and walking towards you.

"what? anong nangyari?" panic was quite evident in his voice. maging ang mata nito ay malikot, at parang sinusukat kung may mali sa iyo habang hawak ang dalawa mong braso.

"i wouldn't know what i'd do kung wala ka," you blurted. "nagustuhan ni attorney yung presentation ko kanina. and that professor isn't always vocal about his appreciation. imagine what would have happened if hindi mo nadala mo yung laptop ko," dire-diretso mong kwento dahilan para hingalin ka.

pero mabilis si osamu. he already had glass of water in his hand as you finished your story. hindi mo halos namalayan kung kailan siya umalis, at bumalik para hawakan ka muli sa braso bilang suporta.

"ayan yung prof na sinasabi mo last time, 'no? yung halos hindi niyo alam kung pa'no ipplease kahit na may criteria naman siya?"

"yes! you were listening pala," mangha mong sagot matapos inumin ang tubig na bigay niya.

"syempre, silly." he chuckled, and ruffled your hair. bago mo pa man siya masaway ay siya na ang humiwalay at bumalik sa kusina.

you immediately followed him, and watched as put his apron back. you leaned on the counter, habang ito ay naghahalo ng kung ano sa pan. "malay ko ba! you were playing that time, mas naaalala ko pa nga yung mga trashtalk ni atsumu kaysa sa response mo." you huffed.

"really?" he glanced at you. "sorry, naka-focus nga siguro ako sa laro no'n. but i was also focusing on your stories, to be fair."

"weh?"

osamu laughed. he put the back of his fist on his mouth. "oo nga. try me."

"hmmm..." you squinted your eyes as you think of things you told him. pero masyadong marami iyon. osamu is always the witness of your chismis, rants, and even breakdowns.

totoo atang hindi mo na alam gagawin kung wala siya rito.

"then, anong score ko no'ng umiyak ako sa rizal?"

once again, osamu glanced at you, this time, with a smirk. "easy. 11/30."

"what—"

"and that's not even your fault. hindi pumapasok ang rizal niyo noon, and you had to self-study pero hindi mo nagawa kasi may exam din kayo sa major. basically, you sacrified your rizal," paliwanag nito nang dire-diretso. as if he was so sure about what he's saying kaya napasimangot ka na lang.

"chamba!" umirap ka. "eh ito—"

at sa ganoon lang nagpatuloy ang gabi niyo ni osamu. both of you continued reminiscing memories, and the rangs you've told to each other. napuno ng tawa ni osamu, at yamot mo ang lamesa. but surely, this will be one of those nights you'd keep in your happy pocket.

pero ang alam mo kasi roommate lang talaga. kahati sa renta, sa utilities. ngayon, bakit parang nalilito ka na.

o siguro, roommate lang naman talaga. roommate na iniwan ang tropa sa inuman, masundo ka lang dahil nasabi mong wala kang masakyan.

"sabi ko sa'yo 'wag na eh," sabi mo nang makapasok sa kotse niya.

osamu only leaned closer to you to out your seatbelt. he backed away, and grinned at you. "nakasakay ka na oh."

"ewan ko sa'yo, osamu."

the drive was long. and quiet. mukhang alam ni osamu na pagod ka, kaya naman hindi ito nagsasalita. but it's not awkward as both of you nodded along with arctic monkeys' do me favour.

"crush ko talaga si alex turner," you muttered, voice rasped.

"taas naman, yn," biro nito.

pabiro mo ring sinuntok ang balikat niya. "hindi ko naman sinabing may chance ako! crush lang eh."

humalakhak si osamu. "taas para sa'kin. boses pa lang, hindi ko matatalo 'yan."

your hands faltered with what he said. bahagyang nanlaki ang mata mo habang nakatingin pa rin sa kaniya.

"p-pinagsasabi mo," you asked as you tried to mask your nerves by being mean.

"alex turner 'yon, osamu lang ako."

"osamu—"

"do me a favour... and break my nose..."

kung kanina ay seryoso ka, hindi mo napigilan ang halakhak na lumabas sa'yo dahil sa attempt niyang paggaya sa accent at boses ni alex turner.

"a-ano ba!" muli, hinampas mo siya sa balikat. mas lalong nadagdagan ang tawa mo nang ituloy niya pa ang exaggerated and faux british accent niya.

"what? pasado na bang alex turner pero sa'yo lang?" nakangiti nitong tanong, ang mata ay nasa harap dahil sa pagmamaneho, pero makikita ang nunka-nunka nitong pagtingin sa'yo.

pumikit ka. "ewan ko sa'yo."

[itslilacokay]

oh would you look at that

part 1!

[obsessedwithstarwars]

Question for the DP fandom:

Do you think Danny’s hair turns white when it falls out? It’s technically dead cells anyway but when it naturally falls off his head, do you think it turns white? Because I think it would be hilarious if his hairbrush just has white hair, no black strands whatsoever, and his significant other thought the worst until they know his secret.

[cry-ptidd]

"And she had brown eyes like a lamb, innocent and golden"

[st4rstudent]

Winn + Mac fusion idea. lalala.

[turtleblogatlast]

One of the biggest things that makes me see Leo as trans is absolutely the size of his carapace in comparison to his brothers’.

And I’m not talking about height! I’m specifically looking at his shell here, because when you compare him to the others, particularly Donnie who is nearly the same height as Leo, it’s very clear that Leo’s carapace is much longer in proportion to the rest of his body.

Like - standing side by side, even though Donnie is shorter his carapace ends noticeably higher up than Leo’s does. And I like this not only because it really helps push the idea that Leo could very likely be trans (or intersex!), but it’s also just a fun design difference between them.

(It also lends way to future scenarios of Donnie eventually getting taller than Leo, but sitting down still has Leo being the taller one haha.)

[flowerakatsuka]

Osomatsu-San x Oshiado Collaboration Café ( 2024 )

[isabelleneville]

𓅃 ANNE BOLEYN WEEK 2024 𓅃

day two | favourite historical Anne quote (either by Anne herself or about Anne)

"Remember me when you do pray that hope doth lead from day to day." - Anne Boleyn in her book of hours

[youchangedmedestiel]

Destiel AU idea (again)

Dean is searching for a flat because he recently divorced Lisa. He wants one that is big and comfortable enough to welcome his children, Ben and Emma. It's been months since he started searching for one. Fortunately, Lisa is understanding enough to let him stay in their old house until he finds something.

They actually aren't in a hard and conflicted relationship right now, their marriage stopped because there wasn't love between them anymore. They still care about each other.

Dean knew he wasn't in love with Lisa anymore and he suspected the same for Lisa, but he was fine with it. Lisa though thought otherwise. She asked for divorce because she said that they both deserved to find love and be loved.

So, Dean is doing his umpteenth visit for a flat that he spotted on Internet. This one seems really nice and clean, his children will be able to have their own rooms. And the kitchen looks awesome with enough place for him to cook.

The real estate agent who give him the tour of the flat isn't bad either. He has blue eyes, which looks surreal, long and dark eyelashes that match his hair and his growing beard. Dean listens to him attentively and can't help but look right into his eyes when he speaks. Dean wants to confide in him and he does that naturally actually.

He tells him that he is sick to search for a home for his family. It's been months, and he's exhausted to be disappointed each time he thinks he found something. But at the same time, he wants his children to feel good in that new home so he is demanding.

That real estate agent, Castiel, is compassionate and doesn't understand why Dean doesn't find one with his solid, complete application. Castiel tells Dean that maybe it's because others real estate agents are struggling right now. There's a lot of people searching for a new home at this time of the year, so a lot of work. Castiel admits that he, himself, is buried in work all day long.

He works 6 days a week constantly. Since Dean is really attentive to what the man in front of him says, he notices that Castiel doesn't seem to have someone in his life to get back to. So, he goes for it. He asks Castiel if he wants to go and get a drink with him once they have finished the tour.

Castiel seems surprised by the offer and looks away. He fumbles with his pen and papers and puts them on the kitchen counter. He takes a deep breath. So, Dean fears his answer.

"Are you asking me on a d-" Castiel starts asking hesitantly.

"Yes." Dean cuts him, because he somehow fears that word. It sounds too official and he's still living with his ex. Plus, it's been a while for him.

"O - okay. Yeah." Castiel agrees, and neither of them is able to look at the other.

[robo-dino-puppy]

horizon forbidden west | riverhymn

[tennessoui]

au where jedi healers take a vow not unlike jedi temple guards, but instead of wearing a mask and becoming anonymous, they give up their sight and wear blindfolds to allow the Force to guide their every action. it’s also supposed to blind them to their patients’ differences, which used to be symbolic but since the war between the jedi and the sith broke out, has become much less so

because jedi healers are supposed to heal regardless of if their patient is a jedi or a sith, when they’re deployed on battlefields after the fighting is over, they use the Force to heal every injured person they come upon.

anakin skywalker, who was chosen from the creche and agreed to follow the Healing path at the age of 9, thinks it’s sort of stupid that they have to wait until after the fighting is over to begin to help because he can feel people dying in the Force, he can feel their pain--

young general kenobi, who remembers his old creche-mate anakin skywalker and how blue his eyes once were, thinks it’s beyond foolhardy that this healer is stealing out across an active battlefield, blindfold over his eyes and bending down to heal karking darth maul and single-handedly diverting all of obi-wan’s attention away from the droids and sith legion because now he has to make sure he’s ok he can’t just leave him to the whims of the Force, he’s unprotected and he’s going to get himself killed----

it’s a headache and a half for everyone involved because general kenobi keeps abandoning his battle strategy and sometimes even position to ensure healer skywalker’s safety and healer skywalker keeps dropping everything and everyone the moment he feels obi-wan kenobi get hurt in the Force to rush to his side, Force Vow of Healing Equality be damned.

but......the Council keeps deploying them to the same battlefield because healer skywalker is never more effective as when he knows he must heal fifty mortal wounds before he can rid general kenobi of a headache, and general kenobi is never as ruthless as when skywalker is on the field close to him, in potential harm’s way

despite how much they insist they hate each other 

[everyryuujisuguro]

[rainbowpufflez]

More things for moots >:3 this time @johnbleepingzoidberg ‘s PerfWorld fankid Valentin Sycamore !!!

Also I couldn’t help myself

[lazysublimeengineer]

I just know sooner or later there will be grabbing of each other's collars or slamming against the walls between these two.

The amount of unspoken tension, barbed words and hostility between these two.

It's either a hate sex or a fist fight after the match.

[vanlegion]

TUCKER IS -

Teal! He's Teal. Hands down. I have solved it. How you ask? I'm obsessed with a certain Maroon Nerd and on a filter in my art program I hit Difference and was like 'Huh... OH!' Also this:

HA! Which makes Caroline Cyan. And then I did this for Shits and Giggles:

Hehhahaha~ I love how the show joked about first Grifs colors then Tuckers colors. X3 Hehe. And then for some more fun Sarge Red FF0000 vs Caboose Blue 0000FF Maroons hex is 800000 and is seared into my brain now along with FFA500 which is "FUCKING ORANGE" (A very bright orange) Random - I always thought York was Gold.

[heavenly-kazee]

@sakuplumeria tagged me to make a poll with at least 5 of my all time faves and see who wins so... here we are! Have fun!

Tagging @illir @toto-blanket @shonenkun309 @romana-colasour @vodkabutgay @colourless-hydrangeas @just-somehuman @a-forbidden-detective and anyone who wanted to join, don't pressure yourself if you don't want to~