#but idk w those two

[reluctantcheesecake]

Im not policing headcanons or anything do whatever the hell you want forever but I will say I don't rlly understand transmasc Michael Afton as a hc and I almost feel it's like..an antithesis to the character . I do not think Michael "I despise myself for looking like a man who has done heinous things" Afton is transmasc. And i think genderless/and or transfem readings of the character just. Fit the themes of Michael more idk

If we're going to be headcanoning anyone as transmasc I think Elizabeth scooping someone's organs out to live gleefully as a man is something very interesting and that's not even touching upon characters like Charlotte who were tomboyish when allowed to grow up and the whole Puppet and Lefty being masc stuff. Just saying

[ifr1t]

Don’t mind me, just thinking of Louis and Armand w their big beautiful brown eyes

[boothefanficeater]

Headcanon where Evbo's pro neighbor randomly found a propaganda book written by the evil champion about the history of parkour and immediately becomes a pkciv history nerd.

[mattodore]

date night fits 👯‍♂️

[sodafrog13]

a few interesting things abt johnny and ralph's dynamic, fr playing life eater for myself:

they listen to what i can only assume are johnny's podcasts together

ralph smokes, but only outside

johnny eats more regularly when he's upstairs, and he seems to wake up more easily as well (eat slowly(x2) vs. eat meal(x3), bleary stare vs. blink awake)

they spend 4/7 of their final days together almost completely by each others' sides, with the only time they're not together being when they're asleep

one of them gets cramps, as you are occasionally given the option to "massage cramp" as an action. you could say that this might be ralph, as it is an older man, but i'd argue that it's probably johnny who gets them, as ralph is more regularly active and johnny was confined for so long before being able to just go around the house as he pleases

there is also a "brush hair" action. i think you can also assume this action is directed towards johnny, as it takes 30 minutes and ralph's hair is pretty short

you can bundle johnny in blankets

ralph has the audacity to hope for something different in the final week. it's also never prayed a day in its life, until the final week that is, as you are given the option of "reluctant prayer" as an action

you sometimes have the option to panic silently for a singular minute and it is a lvl 3 action

[everlusts]

cannot believe i have to make this a point in the good year of 2024 but no i don’t think saurondriel represents affectionate, pure love. i think it’s toxic and all consuming and depraved and obsession and lust and hatred and baring the deepest parts of themselves to each other and yearning and lodged into their heart through sheer intensity

[quantumfeat72]

But unlike you, who gave up on your wish, and almost destroyed the world in the process...

I gave up on my wish, and destroyed myself.

[thankstothe]

look at my perfect friend~

[lobotomy-lady]

the most batshit insane traumatizing thing happened at work today & I won't know if people are dead bc of my inability to talk a man down from a mass murder until the news reports start coming out lollll

edit: it's all good there was nothing about a shootout on the news 🙏

[sushiisiu]

jsbajan i got whiplash bc i followed u for scollace & i haven’t been on tumblr in a while. so when i saw kaishin i was like, HM. THIS ART STYLE IS SO FAMILIAR?? then i realized. you’re posting bangers. another fav ship of mine. i love kaishin sm omgosh. <3 keep up the awesome work & have fun w/ ur art!!!

omg that's really funny since i've been thinking that my artstyle changed a lot (back to normal) after scollace but thank you so much!!! kaishin goated!! even if 73 is making stupid retcons!!! and i will i have so much devious plans for drawing them rn wahahahahhaa

fake ass bitch ^

[yarrowleef]

dude nightheart and sunbeams entire relationship is so funny. if I felt like digging through other books id make a compilation of these moments. No, Nightheart will not be by Sunbeams side to help her through the invasion of ShadowClan. Nightheart will almost get violently executed in RiverClan, and Sunbeam will only show up after the problem resolved itself (off screen). Sunbeam doesn't even feel like grieving with him around.

this entire arc, every major problem required them to ~sadly~ separate, and then reconvene for some generic niceties after its all over. I really thought, at bare minimum, the reason that kept happening was going to accumulate in them doing SOMETHING major together in the climax of this final book, like, 'something something our relationship can survive all the plot inconveniences that kept us apart bc this event proves why we're stronger as a team blablabla'

but no girl, their asses are NOT stronger together, they are not supporting each other through anything, they are not working together to accomplish a single goal. right to the end, every one of their greatest physical/emotional trials must be done separate

like. like it's incredible. the most go girl give us nothing relationship development of all time. i cant even find it in me to be mad. they are so lame it loops around into comedy. is this a prank why did they write it like this help

[jujuscrolled]

disney!jjk men x gn!reader (as always if i slip up pls lmk<3) Ft. toji, choso, sukuna and kento !!

a/n: just something that spawned because I was thinking abt Choso as tarzan … yum

Toji as Robert Philip

“What the fuck? Did you just summon that bird?”

“No, silly - summoning is for witches! I called the bird so it can deliver your flowers.” You chirped, grinning far too happily at him for his liking as you watched the bird fly away with the bouquet of flowers you’d “bought”.

(The guy selling them had given you a 100% discount because he’d overheard Toji refused to buy them and told you that you “deserved better”)

“How’re they supposed to know where she lives, idiot?” Toji scoffed but before you could reply his phone buzzed with a text message

From: Name

- Toji!! Thank you for the flowers they’re gorgeous! See you at dinner tonight ;)

He stared at his phone incredulously. There was no way any of this was real. He had to be in some weird fucked up dream.

From the second you had came into his life two days ago, you’d been pulling weird stunts. First there was the whole finding you situation. You had jumped, or rather spawned, right in front of his car. If he hadn’t been arguing with Megumi you would have been… Well, not here anymore, to put it nicely.

“What the hell!” He had yelled as he slammed on his breaks. You only looked at him in confusion, eyes moving down to his bumper that had pressed up against your leg.

When he got out of the car you had given him some crazy story about a faraway place with castles and princes and honestly Toji had just thought you were on drugs or something.

It had been Megumi that convinced him not to just leave you in the middle of the road, insisting that if your were in trouble the hospital would be a good place to go.

So, they did, and once the check up had been completed with all the drug tests coming back negative, Megumi insisted that they pay for your hotel - they had almost run you over… But Toji wasn’t about to spend money on a stranger so he offered to let you sleep in their living room. The doors had been locked tight that night, much to Megumi’s vexation. (He always had to use the bathroom in the middle of the night so it had been really inconvenient for him.)

Then when they’d woken up they’d found you using wild animals to help you clean his home….

“Oh, hey dad.” Megumi had said when he left his room that morning. He’d muttered a muffled greeting back to his son, eyes still half closed as he made his way to the kitchen only to be met with a herd of squirrels wiping down the kitchen table.

His head had snapped towards Megumi, wanting to get him out of the house in case the squirrels decided to attack only to find Megumi chilling in front of the television, a few birds and other wild creatures cleaning around him.

“Megumi… Don’t move…” He said, reaching for a spatula so he could swat the animals away. Before he could reach it his hand was smacked away by one of the squirrels before it threw the spatula into the sink before grabbing and handing him a clean one instead. Toji could only gape at the squirrel.

“Oh! You’re awake, how lovely! I really wanted to thank you for saving me last night with your metal horse so I gathered a few friends to help with the cleaning!” You grinned at him from the other side of the kitchen, feather duster in hand as birds flew past your head so they could use their feathers to dust the high spots you couldn’t reach.

Then there was this current situation now, with a flower delivery birds and your very public, very humiliating flash mob that you’d just triggered all because he had mentioned that he’d never felt the need to buy his girlfriend flowers - he had thought she didn’t like them because she had told him she didn’t. Not to mention he’d never even heard of the song you’d sang with the rest of the random people at this park but everyone else was quite on board with singing along. It was surreal watching you sing and dance along so freely with random people. The drug tests had to be wrong. There was no other explanation for what was happening to him.

You were a mystery and it truly had Toji befuddled - he’d never met anyone like you and honestly? Given the fact that Megumi had a Disney obsession a few months ago - your crazy story from when you’d first met kind of started making sense… But that couldn’t be right? There was no way you were royalty, you were far too… quirky… for that.

Looking up at you he saw that you were already skipping your way down the path, humming another presumably made up song as you went. The throbbing pain of a headache grew; he was sure he’d suffer an aneurysm soon.

“Hey, wait up! You don’t even know where you’re going.”

Choso as Tarzan

You rested your hand on the palm of your hand, elbow resting of the ledge of the window of the car you were riding in.

The scenery flew past you, only adding to your disillusionment - you were supposed to be on this roadtrip so you could explore the scenery and yet you hadn’t stopped at any major sightseeing spots.

“You look like you aren’t enjoying this.” Sukuna grumbled, patience already thin from when you’d asked him to stop at a gas station for a restroom break.

“Hard to enjoy when you refuse to stop anywhere.”

“I just stopped at that gas station did I not? Did you see all the coffee options they had? They even had a make your own breakfast sandwich - not my fault you didn’t want one.”

You deadpanned. It was strange to you how such a large, tattooed, grumpy man could also be so amazed at such things.

“Yes. I saw. That’s not what I meant by sightseeing, though - I meant the forests. We’ve passed four already.”

“Forest? Really?” He scoffed, clicking on his blinker and parking in the parking lot of a large park.

“Fine, go play. If you get caught by a rabid animal i’m not helping you.”

“Sukuna. This is a park.”

He turned to look over at the greenery before sighing. “There’s a forest behind this park.“ He explained, rubbing his temples in what you could only assume was annoyance - his usual reaction to anything you did.

“Are you luring me in so you can get rid of me or something?” You wouldn’t put it past him - though, you supposed you knew that he did actually care about you somewhat given that’d he’d been the only one to offer to accompany you on your grand adventure of Tokyo forests.

He’d said something about how your best friend, Suguru, was too much of a princess to be of any help during dangerous situations. Something you honestly couldn’t help but agree with - he would never step foot inside any forest that didn’t have a clear trail (unless you’d dared him - but you’d rather enjoy your adventure than worry about him getting hurt or anything.)

So that’s how you’d wound up with Sukuna as your driver and a long list of hidden forests that promised to show you wondrous sights.

The forest Sukuna had suggested was not one on your list, so you couldn’t help but wonder how the man knew about it.

“Please. You’d be no fun to hunt, brat.” You gaped at him - you supposed you never did look through his prior criminal record before allowing him to be your own personal chauffeur (and bodyguard) for the day.

“I’m jokin’, jeez. Can’t have fun around you.” He scoffed, turning off his car and opening his door.

“I was just gonna send you in alone but come on - it’s actually a nice forests full of all that weird shit you’re lookin’ for.” He said before getting out of the car and waiting for you at the park entrance that he’d parked by.

You sighed and joined him. People knew you were with him so if anything did happen - he wouldn’t get away with it.

So the two of you found yourselves strolling through a desolate forest, vines and dead branches pulling at your clothes and hair.

“How’d you even find this place?” You asked as you pulled off yet another stray vine that’d somehow wrapped itself around your arm.

Despite the overgrown greenery - the forest was actually decently lit, allowing the two of you to walk your way through easy enough.

“I didn’t join you just because Suguru would’ve been a shit bodyguard, you know?” He muttered, easily swerving through the forest.

You would’ve poked fun at him but you supposed you couldn’t be too surprised that he enjoyed being in nature - his house was full of cute potted plants and a little garden in his backyard filled with flowers you’d never even heard of.

“Well, thank you.” You murmured, glancing around at the scenery. It really was quite beautiful, and the path you’d taken was starting to clear up a bit.

“Careful around here there’s a le-“ Before Sukuna could finish his sentence you felt your foot lose balance as the floor you’d been stepping on had began to crumble under you causing you to trip and roll down a small cliff-like ridge. You had felt Sukuna grab for you but your body had tumbled down far too fast for him to reach you.

You landed at the bottom of the ridge with a loud oof, your breath leaving your lungs as you laid there.

“Nice.” You breathed out once you’d finally caught your breath. Despite the terrible ache in your body, you sat up, looking up from where you had fallen only to not even be able to see Sukuna anymore.

“Sukuna?!” You called, hoping your voice would carry through the forest.

“Y/n! Oh thank fuck I thought you died! There’s a roundabout nearby - stay where you are, brat!” He called down, though you were still unable to see him.

You huffed, dusting your hand off so you could rub the dirt off your face as you looked around.

You’d fallen into quite a large opening, leaves and shrubbery clearing a small path that led to what you had assumed was a running stream of water if the noice was anything to go by.

You couldn’t help the groan of pain as you stood up fully, hoping you weren’t going any further damage to your body by standing but you had to clean yourself off. Falling off a damn cliff was embarrassing enough - Sukuna finding you all dirty and scratched up would truly be the cherry on top.

Crouching down, you cupped the water into your hands before closing your eyes and washing your face. The water felt nice on all the scratches, cooling off the stinging quite a bit.

When you opened your eyes you couldn’t help the loud scream that left your lips as a man stared back at you from the other side of the small stream.

He tilted his head at you before jumping in the water and making his way toward you only serving in terrifying you further as you tried to get away.

With your legs not cooperating, you were only able to drag yourself backwards, palms of your hands scratching against the rough dirt and rocks under you.

The strange man caught up to you far too quickly, hands reaching for your wrists as you let out another scream.

Then, he pulled your hands up to his face, inspecting the wounds before frowning deeply.

“W-What’re you doing?!” You squealed as he picked you up and sat you by the streams edge.

“Blood.” Was all he muttered, before grabbing your wrists again and pulling you your hands back into the water.

You felt your lips part in shock as you stared at him.

Having been too scared and shocked by him earlier, you hadn’t fully looked at the man. He had fairly long black hair that had been left loose, a mark across the bridge of his nose and a pair of the prettiest brown eyes you’d ever seen. As your eyes traveled farther down you realized that he hadn’t even been wearing a shirt, only a piece of fabric covering him up. Though with his strong thighs on display you’d hardly call it covering up.

You cleared your throat, looking away as a hot blush spread across your face.

“Still hurt?” He asked, causing you to look back at him before glancing down at your hands that he still held in his large palms.

“Uh- er, n-no, they’re fine. Thank you.” You replied, blinking at him as he observed you far too closely. His eyes squinted, face leaning closer to yours as he scanned your face that only warmed further at the proximity.

“Your face… Does it.. hurt?” He asked, grabbing your cheeks and squishing them gently while maneuvering your face to really look at it causing you to gasp quietly as your scratches begun to sting slightly under the pressure of his fingers.

“Oh! N-no, it’s fine really!!” With the way he had treated the scratches on your palm - you really weren’t looking for a free waterboarding trial.

He only furrowed his brows at you before releasing your face. “I think you lie.” He muttered. You only grinned sheepishly at him, scratching the back of your neck awkwardly.

“Thank you for… Uh, for helping me.” You said, glancing up at him from your lashes as he continued to stare at you curiously.

“Choso.” Was all he said causing you to arch a brow at him. Observing your confusion he paused and tilted his head - “My name. Choso.” He nodded to himself before pointing at you.

“Oh! Oh, my name is Y/n…”

“IsY/n.” He repeated causing you to hold back a laugh, “no, no, just Y/n. My name-“ you pointed at yourself, “Y/n.” You finished watching as his gaze followed your finger.

“Y/n.” He confirmed, getting close to your face again before reaching over to grab a strand of your hair, moving it away from your face only for it to fall back in place causing him to frown.

You smiled at him, body relaxing now that you realized he wasn’t a danger to you.

“Do you live here, Choso?” You asked quietly. He nodded, backing away from you before his eyes widened and his head turned towards where you’d come from.

“Y/n!” Sukuna called, “damnit! I told you to stay where you were!” He yelled causing you to tear your eyes away from Choso who had held a hand back towards you as if telling you not to move. You reached for his hand, curling your fingers around his calloused fingers causing him to turn back to you.

“It’s okay - he’s my friend.” You nodded. He still looked frightened though and stood up, grabbing your hand so he could pull you up with him.

“Be careful.” He said, squeezing your hand gently before darting back to where he had first approached you.

As you stared at the place where he’d disappeared to, you felt a hand grab your arm causing you to jump.

“Idiot, are you okay? What the hell are you looking at.” Sukuna grumbled, brows furrowed as he looked at you. With a final look back, you cleared your throat. “Sorry. I got dirty from the fall…” You replied, turning back to Sukuna who only rolled his eyes.

“Let’s go. I’m never taking you exploring again.” He huffed, leading you back towards the makeshift trail he’d come from.

You’d have to come back to this forest soon.

Sukuna as The Best

The fresh snow crunched beneath your feet as you took your daily walk with Sukuna leading as he usually did. Well, usually was a fairly new term seeing as you’d only recently started walking together. Or doing anything together for that matter.

Just a month ago you’d detested the man before you. The Beast. Though it really hadn’t been your intention to befriend the Beast, it was surprisingly easy to do so. He had changed from when you’d first met him.

He used to be mean; forcing you to have dinners with him (though really, you guessed he did let you out of that commitment fairly quickly when he realized you wouldn’t eat if he was around) and practically imprisoning you to your room during most of the day, speaking to you so loud and unforgiving like you’d personally offended him with your presence despite him having been the one to demand it.

Sure; you were there because you had taken your brother’s place but you’d do it again if it had meant your brother, whom you loved so dearly, wouldn’t have to go through what you went through. Though, would they have gotten along better than you and Sukuna did? You had been quite the martyr when you’d first gotten to the castle so you supposed of you had tried a kinder approach - like your brother would have - maybe this… Development that had happened would’ve come much sooner.

To be honest, you didn’t even realize when it had started happening. When your loathing had slowly turning into… Whatever this was.

Maybe it had been the entire library of books he had gifted you. A large variety in all languages that he’d even offered to translate for you.

“You know French?” You had asked as you ran a fiver over the spines of books you’d never heard of.

“I know a lot of things.” He muttered, eyes watching the way you gazed so lovingly at the books he’d collected over the years. Most of them spent in this figure he detested so. A curse he’d had bestowed upon him.

Though the more he had thought about it, especially as you came into his life, had it even really been a been a curse? Or had the witch just held a mirror up for him to look at?

“I could… Teach you… If you want. If I have time, I mean.” He could’ve face palmed - of course he had time. Too much of it. And the time he used actually doing things all involved you.

Instead of poking fun like he’d expected, your eyes had widened, lips parted in shock as you looked up at him.

“Really? You’d do that?” You’d asked, causing his heart to ache so beautifully. He cleared his throat, looking away from you - if you looked at him like that, he was sure he’d lay down his life for you if you asked.

Maybe it had been when you’d had your first dinner together - two weeks prior to the library gift, you’d heard a knock at your door.

“It’s open!” You’d called, eyes glancing back from where you’d stood on the balcony.

Uraume had entered, a small smile on their lips as they handed you a small note. “From the King. A formal request to dinner.” They’d said as you reached for the paper.

You had yet to have dinner or any meal with the Beast, still unsure of his intentions and unable to relax around his short temper. You feared that you’d say one wrong world and he’d blow a fuse. But recently he’d started actually having conversations with you. Ones about specific food preferences or activities you enjoyed so he could tell Uraume to incorporate them into the castle - “because you’ll be here for the rest of your life.” He had grumbled one day when you had shared your curiosity over the sudden interest in your preferences.

That night he had your favorite dish prepared, table set up beautifully as Uraume served the both of you your plates. Though it had been a dinner that lacked conversation, and he had started with slurping soup off his plate - he quickly adapted to your own proper way of eating once he realized that you were watching.

And, for some reason, it warmed your heart that he’d try to change his habits just to make you feel at ease. So you, despite the discomfort of being so improper, also slurped your soup a bit for him.

Or maybe it had happened two days ago on your newly incorporated daily walk where you had been feeding the birds. Sukuna walked ahead of you, hands full of birdseed as he grumbled about the birds never landing on him.

“Well, if you keep grumbling under your breath like that you’ll only scare them off.” You giggled, placing a hand on his shoulder to keep him from walking further. He looked down at you, eyes narrowing as you motioned for him to sit, but he listened despite his initial reluctance.

You placed some fresh birdseed in his palms before sitting down beside him, your own hands full of birdseed.

“Now, you just wait patiently and they’ll come.” You murmured, eyes glancing around to look for birds.

Sukuna followed your gaze. His patience, despite usually being spreading dangerously thin - always needing things done quickly and efficiently, as he glanced at you out of the corner of his eye; he figured maybe a lifetime beside you wouldn’t feel so long.

Sure enough, the birds slowly started to appear, most going towards you but once your birdseed had run out they flocked him too - covering him completely as they ate the food from his palms, an adorable grin adorning his face.

You giggled beside him, finding the sight of such a large man sitting so patiently as the birds had their fill.

Still, as you looked up at Sukuna who was gazing curiously at the fresh snow around him, you realized that maybe staying in this castle wouldn’t be so bad. Not if he continued to show you who he was, who he had been long before this curse befell him.

Kento as Flynn Ryder.

Kento’s eyes opened slowly, then all at once as he remembered the last interaction he’d had.

Sure enough, you stood before him, the same stupid frying pan in your hand raised up as if you were prepared to hit him again.

He tried to move his hands to stop you or even just to raise them in surrender but they were tied behind his back with something far too strong for him to break out of. Which was strange considering that his life as a vigilante had prepared him for things like this.

Looking down at the rope he quickly realized it wasn’t even rope.

“Is this… Hair?” He asked, genuinely confused and kind of grossed out. Surely it couldn’t be? He thought as he followed the trail of thick tresses that led directly to you. His brows furrowed, moving within his confines once more only for you to scoff.

“There’s no point in struggling. You won’t be able to get out.” You explained, bracing your weapon tighter as you looked at him.

Kento could only deadpan. This had to be karma for all his past deeds. If he got out of this, and he was sure he would, he would give up his life of crime. (Maybe…)

“Okay… Well, what’s it gonna take for me to be released then?” He asked, arching a brow at you as you scowled at him.

“That depends. Why are you here? Is it my hair that you’re after? Because you won’t get it! I won’t let you.” You hissed, eyes narrowing. Kento’s confusion only grew, only now it was accompanied by annoyance.

“No offense- your hair is lovely and all, but the only thing I want from is it to get out of it… Literally.” He huffed, wiggling once more but it was truly no use - what the hell did you eat to get it so thick and long. It had to be at least 40 feet or something…

“It’s seventy feet actually and… You… don’t want my hair?” You asked, causing him to look back up at you - he hadn’t even realized he had said that aloud but now that he looked at your hair; seeing the way it coiled around furniture and in the ceiling beams he supposed it did have to be more around 70 feet.

“Why would I want your hair?” He sighed, looking back at you as you lowered your frying pan.

“Well… Actually, never mind that, why are you here then if not for my hair?” You questioned.

Kento only shrugged, “I was being chased by a palace horse. Well, he’s more like my number one enemy honestly… Who would’ve thought horses could be so unforgiving? Anyway, I just happened to stumble across this tower - it was easy to climb and that’s why I did so.” He explained, eyes glancing around for the satchel that contained his current prized possession.

“If you’re looking for your purse, I hid it. And without me you’ll never find it.” You muttered causing him to look back up at you before sighing. He’d already caught sight of it before you’d spoken.

“If I find it without your help will you release me?” He asked, hoping to swindle you out of this too.

You rolled your eyes, “I’m not stupid. I know you’re only asking that because you think you found it.”

He shrugged, “maybe, maybe not - you gonna make the deal or not? I really don’t have time for your games.”

“The only deal I’ll be agreeing to is this; you take me to see the lights in the sky and I’ll return your purse.”

“It’s a satchel.”

“Okay, your satchel-purse.” He groaned, leaning his head back.

“What lights?” He asked. Your eyes lit up as you ran to a lever by one of your windows, when you pulled on it the windows closed and the ceiling opened slightly illuminating a large painting on your wall.

Lanterns had lit up the night sky you’d drawn, floating down and past the castle the two of you currently resided within. In the balcony of that tower - you had been drawn onto, staring up at the night sky adorned with floating lanterns. If the situation he was in hadn’t been so ridiculous he would’ve praised your art work.

“Oh, you mean the lanterns?” He asked, watching as your eyes lit up as his words. You quickly made your way over to him, hands placed firmly on his shoulders as you tilted his chair back so he would look at you.

“They’re called lanterns? I knew they weren’t stars! Wow, that’s so amazing! Will you take me to them? I promise that once I see them your pu- your satchel will be returned to you!” You squealed causing him to flinch slightly.

“Uhm… You sure you want to cut a deal with me? You don’t even know me. It’ll be a three days trip minimum.” He said, eyeing you closely. You only shrugged, “I trust you.”

“Horrible decision, really. I mean, we just met. I don’t even know your name?”

“I’m Y/n, you’re Nanami - there! Now we know each other. Do we have a deal?”

“How do you know my name?” He asked suspiciously. You rolled your eyes, “you had a wanted poster in your satchel - a bit conceited don’t you think?”

“And you’re a bit dumb for trusting a criminal don’t you think?”

You only shrugged, “like I said, I have the upper hand here. Your choice to agree or not. Though I really recommend agreeing.”

For some reason, as Kento watched your eyes brighten and your lips curl into an adorably excitable smile, he couldn’t help but consider cutting a deal with you.

He was going back towards that way anyway… And if he sold the crown he’d stolen; his dream of living a calm life would be fulfilled as well…

“Fine. It’s a deal.” He agreed, letting out a yell as you squealed and released your grasp on him causing him to fall backwards.

“Oops!”

[kogglyuffs]

idk if anybody did this before

[deeply-unserious-fellow]

Y'know, when it comes to ships with similar dynamics to Goosepowers I normally don't like adding more characters to it(with the exception of *occasionally* adding Wander to Deathglare or adding mE TO FIZZMODEUS PLS JUST GIVE ME A CHAN-), but like Matthew x Gideon x Julie is actually really good. Dont know if I like it as much as just Gideon x Julie on its own but still its so fuckin good-

[morninkim]

woman who wonders about many a thing

[enden-k]

i see ppl talk about wriothesley neuvillette here and there but whats with those two? like????????

am i the only one whose interest is piqued bc aaa (i just enjoy this ex friends/lovers / ppl on difficult terms too much i guess LMAO)