#bh 6

[thebritishdragon]

He goes to SFAI. He’s an artist. He’s a badly drawn human made by yours truly.

Basic plot.

Axel is an artist who goes to SFAI. It’s SFITs rival school. (SFAI is the art version of SFIT) 

Axel has an online presence, he mainly draws the hero’s of San Fransokyo. He’s friends with Honey Lemon and Karmi. 

This kid, honestly. He’s caucasian, lived in San Fransokyo all his life. Just your average Joe. That is if he didn’t dress so vibrantly. 

Before Big Hero Six were really a thing, Axel drew dinosaurs. He drew them a lot. He loves dinosaurs.(I’m being evil and giving him my passions)

He met Honey Lemon when she signed up for som SFAI classes. They’ve worked on some projects together and Honey loves his work. 

Karmi and Axel met online. She commissioned some art from him once. She’s a big fan of his artwork due to her loving the hero’s…and Caption Cutie. They chatted online for a long time, he actually encouraged her to start the comic(weird fanfiction) 

They met in person by accident. SFAI had an open house. And several SFIT students wanted to see the artwork. Honey Lemon and her gang were there too, but this isn’t about them right now. Karmi recognized Axels art and spoke to him. They both were shocked. 

[silna-pdf]

6 years ago I was devoted to her, had a sad music playlist made specifically for her chapter that I would cry to. I was a really dramatic teenager

[forgetriestowrite]

I’m actually so excited for the next episode because I want to see Ludinus try to argue his point like 7th-grade me cherry-picking quotes from a passage that has literally nothing to do with my argument

“Ok yeah the gods were nice to those people, but look at this one lady who told them she was gonna kill their siblings so they shattered her world view! They were so mean for that!”

“Look the gods didn’t let the wizards have knowledge because the knowledge could’ve killed them! Yeah, I’m ignoring their very obvious base survival instinct that is present in all life forms because it wouldn’t support my point!”

[averycutesalamander]

hello hope u r doin okay my lurv !!

thank you my love 💝💝💝 im doing alright :) feeling better burnout-wise bc i took a break yesterday!! (also i realized that yesterday was the first day where i didn't open a doc for the first time in uhhhhh. too long lol. which is probably why im burned out. oops??) pray for a swift recovery for me bc the drafts are Haunting Me LOL

[elizacinnamon]

Please could you write a Valentines fic of barchies first valentines as a couple where despite all the chaos with Percival Archie’s determined to make it special after finding out Betty’s never celebrated it before because Jughead hates it. (Slightly inspired by your last Drabble)

The night before Valentine’s Day, Archie nervously laid in bed beside Betty. He wasn’t sure if she was still awake, her eyes closed as she rested her head on the pillow beside him. She looked peaceful; life was stressful enough, he hated the idea of waking her up if she had already fallen asleep.

“Betty?” he whispered. To his relief, she immediately opened her eyes, which meant she had been awake.

“Yes, Arch?”

“I . . . uh . . . tomorrow’s Valentine’s Day. It kind of snuck up on me,” Archie lied, immediately feeling like an idiot. He had tried to bring the topic up casually but realized it sounded like he didn’t care. “Well, sort of. I’ve been thinking of it for a bit. But I wanted to see what you were feeling. I know we have a lot going on so I didn’t know if you wanted to go out or stay in.”

Betty smirked, snuggling her cheek into the pillow but not taking her eyes off him.

“You’re cute when you’re nervous,” she said. Archie knew his cheeks were blushing but didn’t care. He liked when Betty was flirty—a side of her she was slowly showing more and more as their still-new relationship developed.

“I’m down for whatever,” she continued. “We can just go to Pop’s honestly.”

Archie let out a fake pout: “But Betty, it’s our first Valentine’s Day together!”

Betty raised an eyebrow. “First? What about all those years we exchanged cards as kids?”

Archie leaned forward, giving her nose a playful bop. “That doesn’t count!” he exclaimed. “This is our first dating Valentine’s Day!”

“I’m still good with Pop’s or anything,” Betty said thoughtfully. “I’m not a big Valentine’s Day girl.”

“You? Betty Cooper? Not a Valentine’s Day girl?” Archie exclaimed, nearly laughing. “You were the one who used to make fun of me for making my Valentine’s Cards for school the day before. Growing up, you always said it was the best holiday of all time.”

Betty sighed with a bit of a smile, her fingers reaching up and running through his bed head. “I guess,” she reflected, “I used to be a romantic. But l grew up a little.”

Archie bit his lip, trying to stop himself from asking the one question on his mind. But he couldn’t help it.

“What did you and Jughead used to do for Valentine’s Day? Ya know, back in high school.”

Betty rolled her eyes. “Arch, please.”

“No, really! I wanna know.” He laid his head down next to hers on the same pillow, faking another pout: “please.”

Betty paused for a moment before nervously answering. “Well,” she mumbled. “He wasn’t really the Valentine’s type. He thought it was some type of propaganda. And he was probably right. We normally watched a movie and made out.”

Archie once again tried to bit his lip but couldn’t help vocalizing his disappointment. “What do you mean?” he said. “It doesn’t matter what you think of the origin of Valentine’s Day. Boyfriends are still supposed to celebrate it.”

“We did,” Betty defended. “We celebrated in our own way. He meant well. Anyways, I’m fine with whatever tomorrow. Maybe not a movie.”

She turned over, closing her eyes to sleep.

-

The next evening, Betty came home from a long day at the FBI office. Tired, she turned the keys to the Andrews front door. Bingo ran to greet her, already familiar with her presence there though she had only lived there a few weeks. 

Betty immediately realized something had shifted. The house smelled good, the lights low. In the background, classical music softly played on the stereo.

She walked into the kitchen where Archie stood, pouring wine. He wore a suit jacket over a white t-shirt and jeans. The counter displayed evidence of a beautiful home cooked meal—pasta, salad, bread, and something sweet.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Betty Cooper,” he said, walking over to her and slipping his arms around her waist.

“Arch, what is this?” Betty said, noticing the glow of candles and Christmas lights on the porch outside where she supposed a table was set up for dinner. “I thought we celebrated Valentine’s Day with our Pop’s breakfast this morning. And the flowers you had delivered to my office.”

Archie shook his head at her with a tender expression, rubbing her back. 

“That was the warm up. Here’s the thing, Betty. I, Archie Andrews, believe in Valentine’s Day. And I may make my cards, and plans, the night before but you’re worth celebrating the whole damn day. Because I love . . . getting to finally celebrate this day with you. As you deserve.”

Betty stepped up on her tippy toes, kissing his cheek. He wondered if she knew what he truly felt but wasn’t sure he could say yet. He couldn’t mess tonight up. It had to be perfect—just as she deserved. 

“Maybe being a romantic isn’t something you outgrow,” she said. “I love getting to finally celebrate this day with you, too.”

[helpimstuckposting]

Saw a teen wolf post about Derek and Stiles being feral and unhinged and not the pack mom and dad everyone writes them to be and while I wholeheartedly agree, they said “Derek grew up in a shack” and like?????? No he didn’t???? He grew up in a wealthy and influential family with a huge house. He moved to NYC after the fire with his sister, he only lived in questionable conditions for less than a year and he was already grown at that point like what

[hoarding-stories]

Keyleth of the Air Ashari, Voice of the Tempest, member of Vox Machina whose storied adventures introduced them to a plethora of powerful groups and individuals: I am going on a week-long pilgrimage to join forces with those I know can help us fight Ludinus and Predathos. You all should do the same, gather your allies and prepare for the moon.

Bells Hells, rapidly scrolling through their contact list, realizing there's only 6 that can fight, all of whom are marked as busy: Uhhhh

[intriga-hounds]

sivi earned his RATI this weekend. ponzu did not bc i NQ’d us by forgetting to put down my leash. 🙈 ponzu did find the rat, and i called it correctly, but she was scared of the critter and didn’t enjoy the game at all. considering there are no viable classes near me and i no longer own rats, i don’t think barn hunt will be our thing, but the event was full of the kindest, most welcoming people. i wish i lived closer to the barn hunt scene just because of the community! we then hurried to race practice, where both sivi and ponzu made it clear that they like that game WAY better.

[raayllum]

i almost always listen to albums in order the first few times / like to take my time with the song(s) that stick out to me before moving onto the next one but [eyeing "the albatross"]...

She's the albatross She is here to destroy you Devils that you know Raise worse hell than a stranger She's the death you chose You're in terrible danger

[whitepadi]

Courier 6.

Kinda miss playing FNV but I know every time I replay the game I will do the same exact route aka NCR. Anyway, here's my Courier 6, Eran.

[blightedhamster]

replaying the bh story in swtor and now i suddenly remember why i used to stop at belsavis. i genuinely wonder who at bioware thought we need that ugly toad forced into the party. at least now u can kill him later but still way to ruin a perfectly good story line.

[doriansbutt]

how did I play swtor for like 12 hours a day 7 years ago wtf that game is not that fun for that long

[azure-aeon-soulstar]

Baymax

"I could fix him"

Ok but- what if he could fix me? What if a single hug from him would make it all feel better?

[rueclfer]

bro I was playing around w like how I think chars would write their names touya is def written in cursive while dabi is just a mess....

ignore how much I screwed up the todoroki BUT SUMN LIKE THIS🙏🏼

THAT LOOKS SO GOOODDDD BROTHER

[fareastern-drilling]

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[bisexuel]

laura only picked up 6d6 please...