#but it would be super cool to have one of these

[chow0w]

Hi, I love you’re redesigns so much, and I am wondering if my favorite character (Waspy) is on the character waitlist or if you have already redesigned her?

Thank you!! I actually tried to do her a few times before, but it was kind of a struggle since I want her to be super devious but never knew how - until today. @kingfisher298 and @nickyblurrymind33 also wanted to see, so I am proud to finally announce my redesign of Queen Wasp! I apologize in advance.

Edit: (putting this up here so nobody misses it, but I was informed this morning that the person who’s request I replied to is actually an extremely problematic individual. I didn’t know this at the time and would’ve blocked/used someone else’s request if I did, and I deeply apologize for this mistake.)

Getting the obvious out of the way, yes, she is creepy. Very creepy. When making this redesign, illustrating Queen Wasp in the scariest way possible was the main thing on my mind. I wanted to create a design which would accurately reflect (and justify) every thought Blue has ever had in regards to Wasp, as well as truly vilifying her even down to the first impression. She is described as incredibly tall and lanky: and as much as I tried to make this visible through her build, I did end up shortening her neck + making her head bigger to give her a more passively intimidating vibe. I think it would be way creepier if she was so large that she could still tower over other dragons even with the posture I drew her with. I imagine the bottom of her mouth is about how tall an average dragon is.

I took a lot of inspiration from the ichneumonid wasp, a parasitic insect which A) looks disturbing, and B) lays its eggs in caterpillars. Not only is that horrifying in itself - I also thought it fit Wasp very well, given that she injects hivewing eggs with the breath of evil to gain control over them. Her ribcage and bones are well-defined through her patterns, since I had her plant-only diet in mind when creating this and imagined she would be rather malnourished. Outside of the oodles of spikes I added to her limbs and spine, I also decided on giving her three stingers instead of one - because one isn't enough for someone as evil as her. (I also thought that the single stinger looked really stupid while I drew this.) You may have noticed the breath of evil along her stinger! Whilst I did originally plan on making this a consistent feature in her design, I waited until the end to add it and by that time it just clashed really hard with the other details in place.

I'm a fan of how Queen Wasp was presented as a villain, and I really wish she stayed the main antagonist through the entirety of arc 3. I was really hoping to get more story on social justice for silkwings + a chrysalis-focused rebellion type thing, but I'm not entirely unhappy with the ending since at least we got to meet Freedom. Either way, this redesign is definitely one of the more abstract, but I'm personally pretty happy with how it turned out!

As always, thank you all so much for your constant support! It's super cool how quickly this community has grown, and I'm so thankful to all of you for tuning in every weekend to see what I made! To anyone who'd like to join, here's the link to my server! We have tons of art-related stuff, as well as an active contest with cash prizes (You also have the option to get a free commission instead, but let's be so forreal. You probably want money. I respect that.)

If you want to submit a request for redesign, check out my pinned post to see which WoF characters are already on the waitlist - or head straight to my inbox and ask!

later (─‿‿─)♡

[theflashjaygarrick]

Do people who say "Batman says no metas in Gotham" realise that metas include anyone with powers and super abilities, the vast majority of whom are civilians with no affiliation to superheroics or supervillainy. No metas in Gotham in reality would mean kicking out some random school teacher who in an accident suddenly developed the ability to teleport and mostly uses it to arrive to their school earlier and stay later for the kids. No metas in Gotham means forcibly removing an Amazon who is married to a local Gothamite. No metas in Gotham means an alien raised on Earth can't go to Gotham University without the Big Bad Bat showing up at their dorm room. No metas in Gotham mean existing meta characters from Gotham are awkwardly ignored or actively included just to be kicked out of their own city. No metas in Gotham means erasing the history of superheroes like Alan Scott and Dinah Drake who lived in and protected Gotham years before Batman arrived on the scene.

And no, jokes about how the Bats friends totally get a free pass under his seemingly totalitarian rule don't make it better. Having Duke around as the token 'good one' does not make it better. Not when its mere existence involves a 'hero' is systemically targeting a group based on immutable traits.

And if you're thinking that sounds dark that's because the whole fanon joke revolves around Batman being the kind of person who wants to keep an entire community people out of 'his' city because he believes their biology makes them an innate threat. That is horrifying. That has strong racist and xenophobic implications. That is high-key super villain behaviour. In fact, anti-meta crusaders are literally the villains of the recent Power Company books because it's a pretty clear allegory for real world bigotry.

If you want to keep this as a fanon trait for his character then you have to make it a really negative one. If you want to have it be a misunderstanding among the Justice League because he just wants no other heroes crime fighting there (never going to happen by the way) that means some members of the League are going to think he's an absolute racist asshole. I'm just saying if Oliver 'Batman is a fascist' Queen had this idea he'd be throwing hands with Bruce daily. If you want to explore it as a dark-Batman villain AU? That sounds cool actually, I'd read that tbh.

[sticks-stones-and-bittybones]

Everytime I see this post I'm like dude... that would be such a cool au clash.

Cause if you look from a very board lens Sans and Ghost Rider actually have a bit in common pass the skeleton thing.

They are both Judges forcibly cast down to hell/underground where they got tortured by demons/flowey/chara only ever reaching the surface when a deal/promise was made, only to be cast down again when they are no longer needed/entertaining

They both also judge people's sins and can make them feel them.

Obviously it isn't a perfect comparison but just imagine an AU where Sans is stuck in genocide run after genocide run and ends up stricking a bargain with Satan to have it ended. It works but suddenly he's forced to have Ghost Rider as a head buddy and deliver vengeance every night. I feel like they'd be two sides of the same coin. Sans might see what he'd turn into if he let his hate rule him. And Ghost Rider might get reminded that he was supposed to be the angle of justice, not the spirit of vengeance.

I don't know the brain rot is real thick.

I wanna do it but then I'd have to do a deeper dive into Ghost Rider as a character, but dude has got soooooo much fucking lore. Not to mention other characters from that world. It would just require so much research 😖 I'd be so cool though. My first and newest skeletal love smashed into one super dysfunctional bod. Imagine how tired Sans would fucking be. Or how Sans could be like out in public and he suddenly just catches on fire and gets super angry. Everyone would be so confused 🤣😂🤣😂

@_bloodytoast_ on tiltok gave me some inspiration on this, I just thought it would be fun honestly...

[dashcon-two]

A Real-Life Horse Plinko

Hi all,

You read the title right.

It’s not finished yet, but it’s well on its way. Will it work? No promises. This hellish creation was not meant to exist in real life. So we will keep you updated.

We have a stuffed horse for it, but he too is not finished yet. Many prototypes battle in the plinkoing to see who will come out on top and take the crown as DashCon 2's Official Plinko Horse. (Once again, no promises that it will actually function, but we will certainly try our best.)

Speaking of… would you like to take home The Horse from The Plinko? Good news: now you can.

DashCon 2’s Charity Raffle

DashCon 2 will be selling raffle tickets for $1 CAD each! Buy as many as you like and place them in the box corresponding to whatever prize you’d like to be in the lottery for.

Such prizes include…

A ball pit ball signed by DashCon 2’s special guests: Strange Aeons, the Muppet Joker, Xiran Jay Zhao, and more!

A Thomas Jefferson Miku Binder-patterned vest worn by Abigail Thorne from PhilosophyTube in her upcoming video??? (we are as shocked as you are. Abigail we love you sm)

Signed copies of Iron Widow, Heavenly Tyrant, and Zachary Ying and the Dragon Emperor (Xiran we love you too)

Bookbound copy of My Immortal handmade by DashCon 2 founder Simone (it will be fucked up looking but Ebony would have wanted it that way)

Last but not least: the horse plushie from the plinko, valiant warrior that he is

VirtualDash attendees, never fear! We will be providing online-exclusive charity raffle prizes, like a copy of The Prince signed by Abigail Thorne and a second round of special-guest-signed ball pit balls. Tickets will be purchasable through our Shopify site starting July 5!

VirtualDash

Heads up that DashCon 2 will stop absorbing Eventbrite fees on VirtualDash tickets today!!

If you’re thinking of attending, act now to avoid paying extra!

As always, VirtualDash moderator and panelist applications are still open! So far the applications have been super cool - so many of you have weird and wonderful interests :) VirtualDash has the capacity to accept many more panels than IRL DashCon 2 because we aren’t restricted by venue space, so don’t be shy about applying! Once again, the deadline is Friday, June 20th.

Volunteer Applications

We’ve gotten a lot of questions about volunteer applications, so we’re answering them here. Our volunteer coordinator has been sending response emails on an ongoing basis, and you have 2 weeks to respond to your acceptance before your position is given to someone else, so keep an eye on your inboxes!

More Cosplay Photoshoots!

One more cosplay photoshoot has opened up: Goncharov cosplayers are asked to meet at 2:45 (right after The Duel) in Heritage Garden!

Moreover, Strange Aeons mentioned in her DashCon 2 YouTube video wanting to attend a Weed Smoking Girlfriends cosplay photoshoot, but alas we have no one to run it. If any aspiring weed smoking girlfriends would like to volunteer (or merely indicate their cosplay plans), please message activities@dashcontwo.com!

[elodieunderglass]

I have no idea if you might be a good person to ask this, but I know you are an intelligent and educated person with small kids whom I have certain parenting values in common with, and also a much larger following than I do, so here goes. My child DESPERATELY wants to be a social media influencer. They are only 9, and will get devices/access/accounts to do this ANY TIME SOON OVER MY DEAD BODY. But they don't believe anything I tell them about the dangers of the internet and why you have to be super careful and not, you know, tell everyone in the world all the intimate details of your life.

I'd like to find a kids book that touches on these themes, perhaps a kind of cautionary tale? That I could give them that they'd take as more reliable evidence than their dumb old parent, but the only books I can find like that are Definitely For Adults. Would you happen to know of any appropriate for tweens?

That’s very kind of you, and I’m sorry that I don’t have books to hand. It’s such a challenging area to think about and you have my sympathy!

Nine is around the developmental age where we’re told that the opinions of children’s peers start mattering more to them, when constructing their personality, than their family’s, with this absorption apparently peaking around age 15 before they start looking for external influences/ actively choosing parental influences to discard (although this is fluid, and kind of citation-needed.) anyway, all models are flawed but some are useful. The idea is that it’s a natural, inevitable and welcome part of growth to start favouring other people’s opinions far more highly than your parents’. This is where a lot of scariness starts, because you have a lot less reassurance that you can do your actual legal and ethical duty (looking after your kid).

And while lots of people on the internet will instinctively take the side of the 9-year-old, and say that one should not exercise any guidance over their mental landscape at all, and should let them form their own opinions, with the good judgment that they have apparently developed magically - the entire point of parenting is to help a young person build good judgment, and it does not happen magically. If you don’t help them build their own judgment, children tend to absorb the Default Culture around them; which is composed of whatever blend of commercialism, gender essentialism, and emotional illiteracy is prevalent in the brain of the most controlling trashbag parent who sends THEIR kid to school to bully everyone else.

So parents do have to be the grownup.

It could be worth working on this with the parents of their best friends, or with their school (our school does a lot of Online Safeguarding Assemblies). It could be worth asking a cool young friend of the family to have a chat.

If they’re already interested in online material, online courses or videos aimed at their age might be more interesting and seem more up-to-date than a book. The internet has certainly moved on from “never tell your age in a chat room” and kids will be very aware of that.

A sneaky way for parents to recalibrate the influence of - well, influencers - is to get the kids involved in absorbing in-person activities, like Scouts, horses, rock climbing, etc. Giving the kid an absorbing new facet of identity, and a peer group who reward each other for achievement, often fills the “I want approval from OUTSIDE MY GROUP, I want REAL approval from THE INTERNET” cup. Of course, this is often a very expensive option, depending on the interests; however, I am a judgement free zone for that, and am of the opinion that this is what money is for.

It could be worth finding out what content the kid is watching, and sees themselves producing, and stress that CONTENT is the point, not that there is a camera (you’re not giving them a camera) and an audience (there will not actually be an audience). My 8-year-old is pretty into stop motion and makes a lot of small films with Lego (that somehow never end up online).

It’s very possible that if you drill down, your kid would find this need entirely scratched by recording themselves playing Minecraft, spending 6 days learning enough video editing to produce a small clip of them exploding a pig, which you will have to watch 345 times and put on a WhatsApp group chat for them, and that will be entirely the end of it.

Honestly, kids working out that they get pretty much zero views, and that influencer culture is entirely algorithmic, is probably going to be a sufficient bummer to deter kids from posting more than one thing in the future.

I wish you the best of luck finding resources and people are of course welcome to share any that they found helpful.

[yukioos]

How do you think Izuku, Bakugo, Kirishima and Denki would write a love letter anonymously?

they write a love letter to you, but anonymously

featuring izuku, katsuki, eijiro, denki

izuku midoriya

dear y/n,

i’m a little scared to face you in person, but you’ve changed my life. the way you advise people so easily and talk so sweetly makes me nervous. i think i’ve become a better person and fighter from your advice, as that’s what our teachers say to me. we don’t talk as much as i wish we did, but i want you to know you’re amazing. you’re so beautiful and kind, and i love how you help out everyone you can, putting others ahead of yourself. it’s noble, and i think you’ll be an amazing hero one day.

katsuki bakugo

y/n,

this is pretty fucking stupid of me to write, but you make me feel different, in a way i’ve never felt before. you distract me and it pisses me off, even when i’m in class or taking a test, you’re always on my mind. you make me screw up and i hate it. the way your hair is always perfect and the way you look at me pisses me off. i hate how you dress, and how you prance around so stupidly when getting new clothes. i don’t understand why you have to show everyone. why not just me or the girls? there’s no reason to show anyone else.

just stop being distracting.

eijiro kirishima

hey y/n,

just wanted to tell you that you’re super cool and pretty! i’m a little nervous to say who i am, so i’ll keep this anonymous, sorry! anyway, i really admire you and your character. you’re so smart, beautiful, powerful, and kind. i love how you’re always willing to help children in need or even people who come up to you, asking for favors. you’re probably one of the most humble and selfless people i know. i hope we become closer before graduation, or maybe we’ll intern at an agency together!

- your admirer!!

denki kaminari

hey y/n,

i just wanted to tell you that you looked so good today! that new hairstyle really fit you, and i noticed the little hello kitty hair clips you had too. the outfit was pretty cool too, i remember you got that shirt right after i told you about the store to get it from! thanks for helping the class with our homework too, i especially didn’t understand it or any of the concepts.

when i did the test later, i aced it! i never do good on tests, so thanks so much for helping me with everything. you’re so polite and kind to everyone you meet, and that’s probably the most attractive characteristic you have, at least in my opinion! of course, it’s not just your personality that i find appealing, but your beauty too! maybe it’s your eyes or the way you smile when you see something trinket in a store, i don’t know!

anyway, hopefully, we can hang out together when our schedules become less busy!

feel like katsuki’s letter would be mean asf but he’s still basically confessing!! i also think all the boys would be pretty clear about who they are, though sometimes unintentionally. i don’t think all of them would sign it or be like eiji, some would just keep the space at the bottom blank

[scorpioelite]

fuck you Brian (name changed) you bigoted fucker. mf would walk out of class for 2 HOURS in year 12 HSC maths (HSC is like the Australian high school diploma or final school exams etc etc, basically super important) AND WE WOULD HAVE TO TEACH OURSELVES THE COURSE? we never knew where he would go in those two hours and sometimes he wouldn't even turn up in the first place or come back at all?

ON TOP OF THAT HE WOULD CASUALLY DROP SLURS ALL THE TIME. this fucker would say tranny once a week while telling stories, and only being out to one or two of my close friends in that class but other than that being closeted, they would just lock eyes with me with the "are you ok??? what the fuck is this dipshit saying he's insane?!" look.

he also bragged about stalking his daughters boyfriend to see what he was doing? HE FOLLOWED THAT POOR KID HOME?

and he refers to his son as the assassin even though he told us his son doesn't like it... because he thinks it's cool...

fucking hate you Brian you lousy cunt

does everyone have a teacher that they still have beef with/ hold a grudge against today??

[wosospacegirl]

I'm picturing Y/N and Kika have sex and it goes one of two ways

I can imagine they both are constantly after reassurance the other is having a good time, that it feels good, constantly apologising if they even so much as fumble a bit, bit noisy to cover up there insecurities and trying to convince the other they are actually enjoying themselves

Then on the other hand, I picture it just being this hot and intense thing where after all the awkwardness they both have a point to prove? Like its hot and heavy and just super intense after holding back all that time, like they've pulled the elastic band so far and now it's just snapped

And u are gonna make me cry at 7am omg that's literally them...

..

I see yn PRETENDING to be cool about it, trying to take the lead because she sees that Kika is nervous, but in the middle of it Kika just stops everything, cups her cheeks and kiss her lips very sweetly and innocently.

"Hey...it's okay, you don't need to pretend, I know you are nervous too," kika says.

She can barely see yn because they are in the dark, they turned off the light and yn's curtains were pulled together in a way that the moon can't even take a peak about what's happening inside the room.

Yn breathed once, then twice. "I am okay, not...nervous," she mumbled.

She had mastered that face, that voice tone, one that made her seem more sure of herself than she really was. She had learned it from Alexia years ago by watching her captain make speeches in the locker room about things she wasn't even sure of.

But Kika saw her through. She saw beneath the facade she so much tried to keep on.

Kika saw her and she still stayed.

"Okay..." yn said after a few seconds in silence.

Kika never rushed to make the silences between them go away, she knew that it made yn spill whatever she was feeling.

"Maybe I am a bit nervous," yn admitted.

"You are very nervous," kika said, a bit teasingly.

Yn took place of her fingertips on the top of Kika's lips. She was smirking, as Yn thought she was.

"You look very cocky for someone who had her hands trembling when I invented you to come to my room."

Yn felt the way Kika put more of her body weight into her, pressing their hips together.

She liked that very much. She realised she would die happily, crushed in between the mattress and Kika.

"I've never been invited into a pretty girl's room before," kika said, moving her lips against yn's fingers. "That's why."

Yn blushed, but she felt something ignite inside of her, something that made her legs part just so Kika's body could fit better.

The same probably happened with kika as well, because she– in what yn considered a very bold move– opened her mouth and took yn's fingers in, letting them rest on her tongue before sucking them.

Yn breath hitched.

Her fingers were wet with Kika’s saliva.

Yn watched, barely, because of the lack of light, how Kika sucked her fingers, so slowly it made her want to cry.

Next time, they were going to do it with the light on, curtais open.

They were going to welcome every single photon that could make it possible for them to see the other better.

That was why they needed for so long. They needed someone to see them for who they were. Someone to not look away when they saw the ugly. Someone who stayed.

..

Well, now I'm late for my internship now, and Im pretty sure there are lots of typos... but i don't have to fix them right now, haha

That's how i picture their first time!!

[4kozy]

sophia as ur monster gf hcs

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sophia is a vampire, so messes in your home is a guarantee. she’s a messy eater; regardless of if it’s your blood or someone else’s, there’s gonna be a lot of cleaning up afterwards.

vamp soph has very pointy ears and teeth. she doesn’t have claws–common misconception–but she likes to get acrylics to match the look. she’s deathly pale when hungry, a big problem for her because she misses the natural color of her lips from time to time, but hates having to feed to get it back.

vamp soph mentioned feeding on you as nonchalantly as she could ( so as obvious as possible ) at the start of your relationship… saying how good you smelled, how much she wanted to try you, how feeding was an honor… it was kinda cute, so you kept teasing her as if you never heard any of it. she got so sick of it😭 she almost tackled you so you’d listen… ( ended differently than planned )

vamp soph always kisses you deep before eating–she says it makes you taste better, but you think it’s an excuse to make out. you also know that it’s to relax you before her fangs pierce your pulse, and that way, it hurts you a lot less. ( sometimes she gets drunk off of it, not stopping until you weakly push her off, in which case she profusely apologizes, giving you the aftercare of the gods🙏 )

vamp soph does NOT go outside. no, the sun doesn’t burn her alive, but it might as well… she also doesn’t do well in temperatures that aren’t moderate. fall and early spring are the times you go out the most–not too cold; not too hot.

vamp soph would sooner fly you everywhere you need to go than invest in a car. she thinks they’re the root of all evil, and would rather you stay home anyways.

vamp soph is very expressive–she never has to say that she’s feeling anything because she wears her heart on her face…? she’s upset? oh, you know. she’s pleased? oh, honey we can tell. you don’t tell her this either, because she will lie in your face about how she’s feeling even though it’s really obvious.

when vamp soph first fed on you, it kinda linked you two together. when you feel physical pain, so does she. it’d be a bit more romantic if you weren’t so clumsy at the job.

vamp soph doesn’t sleep period. she will lay in bed with you with her arms crossed and eyes open. she is literally counting the seconds until you wake up again. she never brings it up because she knows you like sleeping with her and you’d feel bad.

vamp soph can’t eat anything but blood ( and odder enough, raw butter ) and STILL takes the time out to make you dinner; yes, it’s good asf; yes, you ask for seconds and thirds.

vamp soph likes to play games with you more than anything. you two don’t play collaborative games anymore–a phantom woman knocked on your door and kinda cussed y’all out… ( you guys apologized and now hang out regularly. sophia has to wear 3 layers though. )

vamp soph likes to collect antique sharp objects! it’s cool until you’re asleep and wake up to sophia holding a broadsword over your face! more incidents of falling weapons occur and you thank whatever otherworldly force for her reflexes.

vamp soph broods like a teenage boy and listens to ptv very obnoxiously when it’s her journaling time. she likes to say that vampires have concerns the world would blow up over… falling over while attempting to stand up after a week of flying straight is not one of them.

vamp soph is super protective over you. remember how she can feel when you get hurt? it took months for her to stop showing up at the job after a prick–she still shows up for a fall every time; she also takes you home, because why would anyone beef with a vampire?

when vamp soph met you, she swore off eating anybody else… you think it’s cus she’s picky, and she thinks you guys are soulmates.

vamp soph loves receiving cheek kisses. especially after rescuing you from work, it’s like her special reward.

like manon, i also see vamp soph as being lesser on the possessive side, just because everyone can see that you’re taken. also she’s really confident in herself; you’d be stupid to try anything. you are very very smart! ( unfortunately some people are not. sophia knows she swore off eating anyone else but when that idiot man was messing with you, she got so mad she couldn’t control herself. she didn’t fully eat him–he tasted quite gross–but the point was made when his mangled body was found off the side of the road… oh how protective your girlfriend gets. )

vamp soph’s fav thing to do with you is talk. conversations with her are never dull, so you enjoy them too!

vamp soph was turned a long, long, long time ago. you don’t ask about her age, or who turned her, it’s a topic that isn’t taken very well. ( sophia spent the first thirty years of her life post-turn almost animal-like–vampires only get more human the more they feed )

another ability of vamp soph’s that backfires on her a lot is her shape shifting. this one is still one she has yet to control, her body usually going haywire when you make her flustered. ( tugging on her cheeks teasingly ended up with them stretching to 22 inches. it took a lot of butter, hard work, and apologies stifled by laughter–on your end–to fix it. )

vamp soph can also hypnotize you. she doesn’t realize when she’s doing it most of the time, until she jokingly tells you to die on the game and you rush to the nearest weapon ( which wasn’t far due to her odd obsession with them ) and she has to restrain you for the next hour.

vamp soph is really loud and argumentative; this is only exacerbated by the fact that she’s lived for hundreds of years so she thinks she knows better than you do. when google gets pulled out, phones get broken. and better phones get bought…

when vamp soph gets asked her favorite era of life, she will 100% without fail say it’s the one with you in it. it’s not meant to be corny, it’s genuinely how she feels about you.

vamp soph likes taking extravagant baths with you, and she will do one every night with a different theme. your favorite was pride month ‘23.

you like to massage vamp soph a lot! for such a homebody she gets a bunch of knots in her back. ( it has something to do with her workout routine… flying… for a long time… )

vamp soph likes to capture spiders in your home and name them. you currently have a lot more than you’d be comfortable with, but you love sophia more than you hate spiders.

you like to crochet vamp soph new clothes all the time. you originally picked it up as a side hobby, but seeing her enjoy every piece–from the ugly ducklings to the beautiful swans–you continued. she wears everything and proudly shows them off to everyone in the building, despite your embarrassment.

you and vamp soph’s favorite place ( outside of your home, that is ) is the beach! especially at night, you both love it there.

where the phantom neighbor’s apartment is minimal with barely anything but string lights and the occasional clothes on the floor, you and vamp soph turn your place into a maximalist dream–there is stuff everywhere, in a way that’s full but not cluttered. it reminds her childhood home in a way, her father was a toy store owner in their town.

you laugh at all the jokes vamp soph tells, even when they aren’t funny, just because you know your laughter makes her happy.

after 4 years of being together, and multiple internal monologues, you finally bring up to vamp soph about your wish to be turned. sophia stares at you like you’ve grown three heads. this is equally because of her trauma and her need to keep you safe at all costs. she tries to argue with you, saying you’ll need to eat a lot to turn human, you’ll have horrible pain for the first few weeks–or in her case years, and that living forever means watching the people you love die. you’re determined though, telling her that it’s forever with her or nothing, and you’d be willing to do anything it takes for it to work. after a few months of pleading, she finally relents, and just as she told you, it hurts like fucking hell. she brings you humans every day, hoping that you’ll have it just a bit easier, taking care of you the best way she knows how. when you recover, all you can feel is overwhelming love, and you know you’ve made the right decision 🩷

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wow vampire sophia😍😍??? how surprising!!! all i know is that i need her–and bad. (in a tone of voice that is not appropriate)

[modernmoth]

HIHIHI SHANE

btw quick question, hyenas are super cool, but don't the have pseudopenises that make it notoriously hard for giving birth?

1. butterfly for sure!! I wanna know how time feels for them...does it feel as quick like it does for us?

2. if I'm in a hurry AND there's nothing to wear, probably one of my basic dresses and a vest because it looks so good but I barely every wear them cause they're not practical

3. vampire because I too am vitamin D deficient (/j) and I would much prefer to be inside for most of the day. would it be hard...yes...but so if normal life so I choose sexy vampire (plus I could work night shifts at a hospital and steal blood bags, dream vampire job)

4. eclectic wannabe punk. like its kind of there, but not quite

5. regular but if preferable the lactose free version, the difference in taste is subtle but not unwelcome

6. cereal first, milk optional

7. uhh I'd be a terrible murderer but take a bread slicer and just do a vivisection yayaya

ummm tags: @ryy-bread @quammi-the-quack

yk what I'll also do this get to know your mutuals cuz I thought bout it for a bit and I think I have to or I'll explode

get to know your mutuals♡

if you could be any animal which one would you choose to be? (can be fictional) (and you can explain why if you want to)

what would you choose when you're in a hurry and have nothing to wear?

are you a witch, vampire, fairy, dryad, siren or a mermaid and why do you think so?

what is your style?

regular milk or plant based milk?

which one do you put first milk or cereal?

fav way to kill someone? (idgaf if you never thought of it now you have to think of something and make it at least a bit cool I'm begging)

and I'll go first cuz I can

girl I wrote kinda a lot in these answers but I just had to brag about my fav way of killing people🤷‍♀️🤷‍♀️ and okay maybe it's kinda stupid that I'm also doing this game even tho I made it for others but who cares?

I can't choose but either a phoenix or a wolf cuz the allegory of both of these animals absolutely stole my heart

anything in my wardrobe that looks good (and it's almost always not adequate for the cold weather, I literally can wear a mini skirt when it's like 2°C outside and there are times when I am wearing a mini skirt and a crop top when it is 0°C and even when it was -3°C I don't care)

something in between vampire and a dryad cuz I feel like I would be a good vampire I don't know how to describe it but I just know and that's it and also a dryad cuz when I think of them they give me rather a messy and chaotic vibe which is def how I act and overall express myself so I'd say that I'm sometimes both sometimes one and sometimes the other

I'm goth so my style is overall gothic and / or cunty

regular but only 1,5% fat

CEREAL

sooo this is my fav way, first - pepper spray in the face so they can't see and therefore they can't run away, second - start scratching their legs with a pocket knife as hard as possible and try to find an aorta and cut there (making it even harder to run away), third - stick the same knife into all of their fingers (why not), fourth - knock out their teeth with a knuckle duster and finally - when they open their mouth trying to catch a breath from the blood and saliva running into their throat pour fluoroantimonic acid into their mouth and it's done! and I'll add that fluoroantimonic acid is called the most corrosive acid in the world ans if it touches the skin it causes huge damage and if poured into someones throat it'll burn the insides and kill. I think I'm really creative cuz I came up with this when I was writing one of my books and now I'm obsessed

tags: @n1eprzytomnadesperacja @niketas-s @r4tkisses @dawkacynizmu @gothicm0rph @slowacki006

and with question 7 rn I'm mostly thinking about one bbg ( @dawkacynizmu I'm looking at you ) cuz a bit after I came up with this question I thought that you might have an interesting answer

[bonehymns]

super funny to me how fuinjuutsu specialists are functionally the wizards even among the ninja wizard populace of naruto. give them some paper and prep time and they start playing with reality like it's made of dough. anyways, some things iruka does with his fuinjuutsu that are cool and fun and thematically resonant:

he gains the most renown for his seals, of course, but has carved out a niche for himself in learning how to enchant weapons and clothing. for iruka, who does everything he can for others, this was a natural progression. (fuinjuutsu, like anything else in this world made possible with chakra and grit, is about intention, and will, and some healthy disregard for the laws of reality. iruka's only desire had ever been to protect as many people as he could, to let them be as safe as they could be, to come home. of course he would learn to make their clothes tough enough to deflect blades. of course he would gift weapons that don't break, that could cleave mountains in two if the wielder tried hard enough. violence is the way of this world, and iruka has learned about survival since he was a child; he will give others what they need to survive, until the world no longer needs such things. it will be considered a kindness until it isn't.) his fuinjuutsu mastery becomes so refined and covetous that the daimyos have received enchanted items by him, as well as the other kages, but iruka gives away most of his craft to the general populace, and most often for free, because they are the ones who need it most, and the most deserving besides.

if cursed seals exist, then surely the opposite can as well? iruka is willing to experiment and kakashi is more than willing to be the test subject. it's desire and willpower made manifest into ink, put onto skin, but instead of kakashi carrying around the remnants of ambition and greed, he has iruka's love for him, writ large and deep, so deep he can feel it to his marrow. there is no pain, just warmth and a soft pressure, like a kiss, like a hand on his shoulder. that blessed seal, like many other things kakashi carries on his body, will come to save his life many times. and if nothing else, it serves as a beautiful tattoo, inked on his left arm, covering his anbu mark. call it a shedding of the skin, at last, for a man who's worn too many it became so heavy. let it be a start to him writing a better ending for himself, with iruka's hand to help steady him, his generous heart reminding kakashi that he can want better for himself. iruka always could see the potential in everyone.

[zerosomnia]

Thunderbolts Bucky Barnes x Reader:

The Perfect Gentleman

Summary: The reader, having recently started using dating apps, laments about their failing love life to some of the group. Bucky, shocked by the attitude of their dates, offers to show them how a real gentlemen acts on a date.

Genre: Fluff

Author's Note: Eeek! I've been wanting to write a Bucky fic for sooo long - it's quite late here though, so I'm sorry if I have missed any typos. Also, I rewatched the movie at the cinema, so I am feeling extra inspired atm! Big potential for part 2 here so lmk what you think.

Word Count: 2867

Four of you sat in the common room of the watchtower. Walker and Ava sat on the floor, playing some form of card game on the low coffee table, bickering occasionally when one would dislike another's choice in cards. Bucky was over by the minibar, back turned to you all, and nose deep in some book. And you? Well, you were lying back on the couch, disgust plastered on your face as you flicked through dating profiles on some app. Throwing your phone down on the cushions next to you with a frustrated groan, you rubbed your hands across your face, hiding your despair from your fellow teammates. Not that it wasn’t obvious, Ava and Walker had already slowed their incessant battle of sarcasm to watch you.

“You ok?” Walker broke the silence. You chuckled bitterly into your hands.

“I am totally fantastic, Walker.” He shook his head.

“Fine, don’t tell us,”

Ava sent him a sideways glare, already having an inkling about what this was related to.

Recently, you had made an attempt to reignite your dating life. It may, or may not have been, an attempt to get over a certain teammate – but no one had to know that. Unfortunately, the intricacies of the modern dating world were almost entirely new to you, as being an assassin rarely left many networking opportunities. Your first attempts at romance had not been pleasant experiences.

“This isn’t about that dating app again, is it?” Ava jumped straight into the deep end, leaving an uncomfortable silence lingering in the room. Peeking out from under your hands, your attention was drawn to a certain dark-haired super solider, who had stilled at the mention of your dating life. You turned back to Ava.

“Ding! Ding! Ding! We have a winner!” You tried to mask your discomfort behind the joke, hoping that the others wouldn’t dwell too much on it.

“I don’t get that stuff,” Walker butted in, annoyance was evident in his voice but you couldn’t decide if it was the cards or the topic of conversation. “Why do you need an app to meet people? Just go outside.” You chuckled at Walker’s bluntness.

“That’s easy for you to say, you’ve been married.” Ava bit back. You agreed with her, sitting up so you could address them properly.

“Yeah, Ava’s right. Plus, spending your life around people who are just training you to kill, or are being killed by you, doesn’t leave much room for practice with flirting.” Bucky had fully turned in his chair now and had given up on pretending to read, observing your conversation from afar.

“You know,” You turned to face Ava – she always gossiped with you about your dates. “I went on a date with this person like two days ago, and they got up mid-way through our dinner to go to the bathroom-”

“Oh noooo, how terrible,” Walker interrupted you. In response, you threw a pillow at the back of his head.

“As I was saying!” You glared at Walker. “They went to the bathroom and then never came back! I got left to foot the bill.” You saw Walker visibly cringe, clearly feeling bad about his previous comment.

“Jeez… that’s not cool,” Was all he could manage. Ava sent him a pointed look.

“Really? That’s the best you could give them?” The pair started to bicker again, too distracted to notice Bucky approaching you all and sitting near you on the couch.

“That… that’s bad. That wouldn’t have happened when I was younger, they wouldn’t have gotten away with it.” That silenced Ava and John.

“You are, like, one hundred years old. Dating has changed.” Ava shrugged. You found yourself staring at Bucky, who had a wistful look on his face.

“I don’t know, I’m probably just overreacting. I’m sure there are lots of other, far worse things that could have happened." You tried to reassure your friends.

“I suppose it is good by your standards…” Walker commented. You whipped your head around to stare at him.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Well… didn’t you go on a date where someone spent the whole time telling you about how in love with their ex they were?” Walker trailed off, only for Ava to jump in and add to your shame.

“And what about that one where your date got blackout drunk and trashed the restaurant?” You could feel heat rising up your neck, especially with the way Bucky was staring at you with wide-eyed incredulity.

“Where are you finding these people?” The quiet horror was evident in Bucky’s voice.

“Oh that’s nothing. There was this one time-”

“Okay! We get it! I don’t have a particularly high bar for what is considered a good date.” You harshly interrupted Walker, sighing in defeat and pinching your brow at the headache you could feel coming on.

“Maybe that’s something that we can fix.” Bucky chimed in. You stared at him, disbelief on your face.

“I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but there isn’t a line of ‘quality candidates’ lining up to ask me on a date.”

“I’ll take you then.”

Ava and Walker had remained quiet throughout your exchange, watching with eager curiosity. To be honest, you weren’t really registering their presence anymore, too distracted by the earnest look in Bucky’s eyes and the blatant manner in which he had made his statement. You fell back on your humour again, trying to make the situation a little less awkward.

“Bucky Barnes, are you offering to take me on a date?”

“I am.” You drew in a deep breath.

“Alright then, wow me.”

A knock sounded at your door at exactly 7 PM. You already knew who it was; you had been waiting for this moment for the past half an hour. In typical you-fashion, you had prepared far too early and therefore had been sitting around in your date clothes. Bucky told you he would take care of the planning, and that all you needed to do was be ready for him. He had also mentioned that it wouldn’t ‘just’ be a restaurant date – and to wear clothes you could be comfortable in. So here you were, sitting around in an outfit that you had spent hours toiling over, and feeling nothing but dread and nerves. It wasn’t an unfamiliar feeling. You had come to expect it while dating.

You opened the door to your room and stepped out to meet Bucky. He was holding a bouquet of flowers, and not just some store bought packet, they looked like they were from an actual florist. An involuntary gasp left you.

“Oh! Thank you, I’ll just put these in a vase.” As you set about finding a vase, Bucky hovered in the entryway to your room. You could feel his eyes studying you, but not in a predatory way like others had, it was like he was admiring a painting from afar. You returned to him.

“You look nice,” His voice was low and gravelly, like the compliment was only for your ears. You felt your face heating up as you thanked him.

“So do you, I really like this jacket on you.” You traced your fingers up the zip of his leather jacket. He seemed a bit taken aback by you returning his compliment, but he sent you a small smile of thanks regardless.  He had adhered to the ‘comfy but nice’ dress code, and he looked good. His hair was neatly styled in a side part, and he wore a pair of nice jeans to accompany the dark leather of his jacket. Underneath you could see something reminiscent of a compression shirt, that sat tight against his skin.

“Shall we go?”

The night started out with a twist, you had never pegged the serious ex-winter soldier for the dancing type. Yet as you climbed out of the taxi, which he had paid for despite your protests, you found yourself in front of an old fashioned nightclub. A flutter of excitement rushed through you, and you saw a pleased grin on Bucky’s face as he watched you marvel at the flashing lights in the entryway. Most of your dates had been boring dinners, or walks with nearly no chemistry. You could already tell this would be different.

Bucky offered his arm to you. “Are you ready to head in?” You took it without hesitation.

“I never pegged you for a dancer.”

“Yeah. Well, it’s been a while, so don’t get your hopes up. You might end tonight with another embarrassing story.” He sent you a sly smirk, and you swore your legs turned to jelly.

“Please, if anything, you’ll be embarrassed by me. You don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into here.” You laughed.

The pair of you walked into the nightclub together, remaining unbothered by bouncers. Immediately, a rush of warmth, alcohol, and, much older, music hit you. It was pure joy. Couples were dancing unabashedly in the centre of the room, where the tables had been pushed back for such activity. The building was two stories, and you could see the balcony from where you stood. It was clearly an area for people to sit with their drinks, tucked away from the music in secluded privacy.

Bucky used your hold on his arm to gently direct you both towards the bar. As you ordered, you saw him pull a card out of his wallet. And when you tried to pay for your drink, he gently pushed your hand down with a reassuring gaze. The two of you settled at the barside, sipping as you chatted.

“Thank you, you didn’t need to pay for everything so far.” He sent you a confused look.

“What do you mean? I get to go on a date with you, I should be thanking you.” All of the breath left your body at that. And he said it so easily, so confidently.

“What?”

He shrugged, as if what he was saying was the most obvious thing in the world.

“You could have said no.” You nodded. Of course, that’s what he meant – he would have been embarrassed in front of the others if you had rejected him. You were taking it the wrong way. Stupid feelings. You blinked, and there was a hand in front of you. His hand. He was… offering it to you? “Would you like to dance?” There it was again, that earnest look in his eyes. A blue so deep that you could sink into them.

“I would love that.” You grasped his hand firmly, and the pair of you made your way onto the dance floor.

The music was upbeat, and it took a minute to get into the dancing. You didn’t really loosen up until Bucky took the lead, pulling you into something somewhat resembling a swing dancing routine. You allowed yourself to be carried by the music, twirling and spinning, and occasionally, Bucky would grasp you firmly by the waist, lifting you into the air like it was easy. It was like time slowed down, the pair of you whooping and throwing one another about the floor. By the end of it, you were both a panting mess. You collapsed against him as the song shifted into something a little calmer, laughter getting lost in the sounds of the dance floor. As you leaned on his chest, you felt his arms gently circle you. He was looking at you with such a fondness, such a bright smile – it made your heart beat like you were running a marathon. You felt shivers tingle down your spine as Bucky leaned down to speak into your ear.

“Have you ever done the fox-trot?” His grin was cheeky, a reflection of his boyish youth. You shook your head, allowing him to show you this side of himself. He led you around the floor, reciting steps to you with a protective arm around your waist. Once you got comfortable, he started to have fun with you, adding flair to your twirls and swaying his hips. As you laughed, you felt yourself falling into place, allowing him to whisk you around the dance floor with practiced precision. The other couples moved for you both, and some tried to copy, but either way – you were having so much fun. Your cheeks were aching from the smile, and your heart caught in your throat every time you caught Bucky staring at you with that adoring smile. Once the song had ended, Bucky bought you both another round of drinks, leading you to a secluded table on the upstairs balcony. From your seat, you watched the couples twirl below, joy palpable on their faces.

“This has been so fun!” You grinned at Bucky, who nodded with a knowing smile. “And you were not as rusty as you claimed,” You motioned to the dance floor with a giggle.

“You were pretty good yourself, you picked up the moves really quickly. I’m impressed.” You let yourself sit in the ambience for a minute, enjoying the music now that it was quieter, but there was something that you were caught up on.

“Bucky-”

“James.” You blinked at him in confusion, and he quickly clarified. “I want you to call me James, at least for tonight. I don’t want you to think of me just as the winter solider, I want you to see James.” He was awkward in his delivery, but the words were heartfelt. You nodded, continuing your previous thought.

“Ok, James.” The name was foreign on your tongue, but you didn’t dislike it for him. “Earlier, you said you should be thanking me for accepting your invitation. What made you say that?” You searched his face, hoping desperately that your internal thoughts had been wrong. He chuckled, and part of you panicked for a second. Bucky sat for a second, clearly contemplating how to answer your question. His stare was switching between the floor and your face, like he knew he was about to say something that would change how you saw him.

“I’m going to be blunt here.” You swallowed hard, dread pooling in your stomach. “The way other people have treated you is ridiculous.” You stared at him for a moment. But he continued before you could press. “You are wonderful, and amazing, and strong – and the fact that they wasted their chance with you is.. it’s so stupid.” He was quiet, but starting to stumble over himself, frustration gnawing at his words. Bucky took a breath and met your eye with a quiet determination. “If you keep giving me a chance after tonight, I swear I will not mess it up.”  He looked down to the lower floor, and couples were preparing for a slow dance. While you were still processing, he stood and offered you his hand. “Last dance?” His tone was hopeful. You accepted without hesitation.

The slow dance was nothing short of magical. Your arms were looped around Bucky’s neck, and your bodies were pressed together tightly. Every movement was amplified tenfold. The lights had shifted to a low blue, bathing you both in splendid tones as you glided slowly across the floor. But despite that, it was his eyes that caught your attention. They always did. How could they say so much, without saying anything at all? The heat of his hands on your waist was driving you insane. And with your faces mere inches apart, how were you supposed to survive this dance? The song started to slow, coming to a close, and he leaned down to your ear again.

“I really want to kiss you right now, would you mind?” You nodded, breathless at his confession. One of his hands moved to your face, the other planting you firmly in place, and he brought his mouth down to meet yours. He was gentle, warm, and surprisingly soft. You let him take the lead, suddenly feeling very aware of your inexperience with romantic acts. When you separated, he let his forehead rest on yours, eyes closed like he was savouring the moment. His voice was barely audible.

“Thank you.”

As your evening drew to a close, James walked you to your room. You felt like you were floating, even as you travelled through the watchtower. If one of the others had seen you, well, you dreaded the thought. You leaned back against your door, hoping that he would steal another kiss from you. And he did, as if he were reading your mind. It was just as careful as the first, like he was worried he’d scare you off if he was any harsher. A surge of confidence prompted your invite.

“Would you like to come in?” It was a breathless whisper against his mouth. And he groaned against your lips.

“You are making it very difficult to be a gentleman.” You shrugged with a small smile. “We’ll have time for that later, if you still want it.” He backed away from you, slowly, as if it was hard to do so. A smirk plastered itself over his face. He knew what he was doing as he left you, his parting comment drifting over his shoulder as he walked away. “Sleep well.”

[twstfanblog]

What do you think Diasomnia would do in Walmart? Why are they on Earth? Why are they in America? Who knows! But they're gonna go to Walmart and Yuu is gonna have to keep Lilia from learning about the Wonders Of Spray Cheese™

My instant thought was after Yuu told them about how fucking BIG a walmart is, none of them believed her and got lost immediately. I've actually got a few places I think you'd find each boy.

Lilia is either in the various 'exotic' food aisles and is just delighted at the selection of snacks and various goods. Pointing at each one and telling everyone in the aisle where he ate the authentic version. OR, he's in the fucking clothing area. He's having a blast in the children's section. So many cute clothes!!!! All in his size!!!!! He will become CUTE ITSELF.

Silver is either in home goods. Just literally perusing around like he has an empty apartment to fill with home appliances. He's genuinely amazed at what some of this stuff has. Why does the vacuum need a wifi connection? He doesn't know, but it must be so advanced to know how to use it. OR, he's in the 'girl toy' aisle. He was walking by and saw girls comparing horse dolls, and now he's giving them the true knowledge of how to be a horse girl. (They aren't listening. He's just a very pretty boy.)

Sebek is truly the wild card but I do think he'd either be with Silver, educating the youth on why horses are the best animal ever. OR he's in the fucking stationary aisles. He was looking for Malleus but then those super cool looking notebooks caught his eye. Then he noticed the white boards. So many colors of markers...one part genuinely interested in the selection and another part amazed there needs to be three different shades of blue in a marker set. If he's not there, the book aisles have seduced him from his mission of finding Malleus.

Malleus... I think, would be at the row of TVs. One, because those fucking like 4k TVs? I hate them, too much detail. But he's basically thinking he's watching an actual scene of people escaping a collapsing tunnel. Though it would be funny if it's playing the current popular children's movie and he's honestly invested. I feel like if he's not there he's just roaming around, nothing keeping his interest for too long. But, by the time they've found him again, he's set up a fucking rewards card.

[siloupy]

i have been working on this for a few days now but they are all done . all my designs so far for pin through all the seasons

(because she has been through a lot ... #1 situation haver)

i have lots of thoughts so this is getting put under a read more cause this post might get long

bfdi/season 1

very cutie patootie i think ...... so silly

FUCK ASS BOB . its a pivotal trans experience you see the fuckass bob and you know theyre gonna get so transgender with it eventually. LOL

shes kept her natural hair color up to this point but that most definitely is gonna change later

if youve seen my other pin related posts you know i make a whole thing out of the jacket ...... shes very sentimental about it its very dear to her because shes had it for as long as she can remember (during this season LOL). as of right now its a bit too big for her but the longer that she keeps it and loves it she starts to grow into it <3

hrmmm unsure of what else to say about this one. shes cutesy

bfdia/season 2

lot going on here Hi

I SEE A LOT OF HUMANIZATIONS OF PIN THAT GIVE HER THIS LIKE . super alternative fashion style and stuff. AND IT IS VERY COOL. but like i never really thought it fit her very well if that makes sense ??? like i never really saw it as being very in character but like maybe im just doopid

THAT BEING SAID THOUGH if she were to try and go into any of that now would be the time. i included like a little tiny bit of it. shes experimenting with a lot of stuff she dyes her hair a bit shes having fun and playing

early bfdia pin makes me so sad lowkey like she was so excited and she was so ready to have fun

then ummmm the horrors. you guys all know the horrors weve all seen em

i really like the interpretation of pin's mechy stuff as a wheelchair its very lovely to me

lowkey inspired by @/clarissasbakery 's bfdia pin design (peak) in the sense of like ..... her being all disheveled and shit at this point like shes going through it bad rn. no time to gaf about all that right now yk.

JACKET IS GONE . ive posted about it before back when likeeee i think around when bfdia 19 came out. but like my whole interpretation is that she gave it to coiny before the bfdia 18 challenge since that challenge was at night and probably colder and whatever. and its like this huge thing that she trusts him with it. and then everything immediately goes to shit HAHAHAHHA but coiny has it at this point and keeps it for a while because going to give it back means actually confronting the problems and why would he ever do that right

subject to change a bit based on how the rest of bfdia goes :) ooouu im SO SCARED ABOUT IT SOMEONE SAVE ME!!!!!!!!!!!

idfb/season 3 (VERY SUBJECT TO CHANGE/UPDATE SINCE WE DONT KNOW MUCH ABOUT THIS YET)

i really hope they also come back to this im very intrigued by it

ive mentioned it a couple of times but my hc for pin is that theyre genderqueer :)) any pronouns user but i thiiiink she/her still Mainly just because shes used to them. but like all pronouns are good and cool and awesome

ANYWAYS . this is the time they start figuring all that out i think ..... I SAY THIS LIKE ITS JUST ME HAVING THESE IDEAS me and junofriend scurried around with this hc together a LOT. BUT yeah idfb is when i think pin would be exploring that :) not preoccupied with Losing It in bfdia anymore so he can actually put some thought into that HAHAHA . relearning how to be a well adjusted person again and getting a little transgender with it in the process

im probably nonbinary but ive got a competition to win so idrc about all that right now. LMAOOOO

they cut and bleached their hair aaaaaall by themself. and it looks like shit. <3. again another pivotal transgender experience it simply had to happen

starts using a cane after having to figure out how to walk and stuff again :) ofc coiny helps her with some of that too (and all of the drawings ive seen of that specific thing are SO dear to me) but she has that too

inspired a little bit by some random person's outfit i saw in passing . LMFAO i thought it was cute

bfb/season 4

also maybe subject to change a little bit depending on how idfb goes/if that happens :)

the jacket has been returned :)) and fixed up a bit (this was like. what. 7 years at least of having it after all)

theyre still trying to figure out some stuff appearance wise.....she cleaned up her hairstyle a bit and is letting it grow back in its natural color but still experimenting with keeping it shorter

i LOVE. LOVE LOVE LOVE IT SO MUCH when people have pin and coiny have something like that together that theyre matching ive seen it a few times and i think it is the loveliest little thing in the world. they have the little matching necklaces (which i also included in my last drawing of them together that i posted)

outfit generally reflects him being a bit more reserved and stuff than before ... gotta gain that confidence back throughout the season she gets there eventually

tpot/season 5/current day

JOYPILLED !!!!!!!

during this time he starts getting SO silly with it again in terms of like. presentation and stuff. having fun and playing. hair is getting FULLY dyed again. bringing back some of the piercings. got little pins on the jacket now. having so much fun

in general is just a lot more confident in how they express themself and it brings me so much joy

the cane comes back out occasionally when shes having a particularly bad day and needs to use it again. its got a tiny little bit of decorations now :)

IDK WHAT ELSE TO SAY BUT SHES SOOOOO SILLY

OK thats all i have ........ this thang been Plaguing my mind as of late

[three-cheers-for-green-tea]

Kay, mmmkay... we all agree that the MCU Thunderbolts* all deserve pets right?

Someone wrote a fic where Yelena named the guinea pig Tykva (Pumpkin in Russian) and now I can't stop thinking about it.

They have a whole system of who's baby can't be around someone else's. These are all based on my selfish desire to see these idiots happy and thriving.

1. Alpine. We know Bucky has a fluffy white cat in the comics. Petition to get her in the movies. She's deceptively pretty and well groomed. Will throw hands (paws?) with anyone. Especially Walker.

2. John. Walker gets a dog cause he's the token straight. But it's a female pitbull and she's somehow the most spoiled out of all of them. She's too big to be threatened by any of the other animals but she's also just a really sweet girl. Babysits the Thunderpets* when the humans are out.

3. Ava. This is the outlier. I feel like Ava would want one but not be sure if she's ready to commit. So she basically plays the cool pet aunt. All of the animals love playing with her the most. She phases through shit. They love trying to ambush her. Sometimes it works, mostly when she's just woken up and had no coffee yet. She eventually gets a Chinchilla. Loves it to bits. It kinda vibes with John's dog. Is not allowed to meet anything that could eat it. And this list has a few of those.

4. Alexei. You would think he'd also get a big dog or a cat like the other two super soldiers. The problem is he can't decide on which of the two, so he settles on a dog the size of a cat. Probably a pomeranian. Also very spoiled. Much more of a menace than Walker's dog. Weirdly, vibes with Alpine. It's on site with Bucky and Bob, though.

5. Bob. Bob would absolutely want an "easy" to take care of pet. He scoures the internet and someone is selling a sphinx cat. He goes "Cool! No fur, less cleaning". He does not research sphinx grooming requirements before he takes the kitten. He does a great job with the help of the girls (and Bucky, because cat dads gotta stick together). The Sphynx is secretly everyone's second favorite (only preceeded by their own baby). It's chill, friendly and used to everyone, after a few bathtime debacles. Very protective of Bob. Sleeps in his sweater while he reads. It's on the fence about Alexei and Walker. Mainly because they're both loud.

6. Yelena's guinea pig is what started all of this. Both for them and for me. It gets play dates with Ava's Chinchilla. They're chill. Mostly chasing each other around and snuggling up for naps. The ladies will occasionally make it rain lettuce and parsley while listening to Usher's Yeah! They've only been caught a few times. Yelena will carry it around everywhere with her. She's also the person that does the most reading about Bob's sphynx.

There it is. I'm so back in my Marvel era.

[no-144444]

꩜summary: you're not in love... obviously... seriously!

꩜pairing: sebastián montoya x fem! reader

“It’s convenient!” you argued. “It’s not like I’m in love with him, he’s just helping me out.” 

Alex stared back at you, completely and utterly unconvinced. “Sure, and I didn’t cause an 11 car pile up in Monaco,” he nodded. “You clearly have this under control.” 

Irish sarcasm, isn’t it great. You rolled your eyes. “Alex, come on, he’s just-”

“The love of your life,” he finished for you, and you swore you would have rung his neck out. 

“I’m not in love-!”

“Oh! So the sky’s never been blue?! I’m shocked,” he deadpanned. “He’s in love with you-”

“Who’s he?” Sebastian rested an arm around your waist, smiling as he looked between the two of you. “Is it Verstappen wannabe here?” he asked, pointing at Alex, who chuckled mockingly. The nickname had spread like a wildfire throughout the F2 paddock, and it was kind of funny. The 11 car pile up was no joke and it was great that they all walked away with no injuries. 

“At least I’m not being shown up by my teammate,” he bit back as you just watched between the two of them. “Bye Y/n, see you on track Sebastian.”  

“What did he want?” he questioned, turning his attention to you, dropping his hand from your waist. He was all too aware of how strong he came on there, and how silent you got. He hoped he hadn’t ruined anything. He really hoped the ‘he’ Alex was talking about was him, because it meant you were talking about him, which settled a small colony of butterflies in his stomach.

“Just a chat,” you shrugged, turning to him. “How are you?” 

“Better now that you’re back in the paddock,” he smirked. “Where were you?”

“Busy,” you teased, walking on, ahead of him. He raised a curious eyebrow and followed. “Had some family stuff. Hope it wasn’t too terrible without me.” 

“Well I survived, but just barely,” he teased. “Best if you don’t go away again.” 

You just laughed. What the fuck does one say to that? How does one respond to blatant flirting? How does one keep their cool? “I’ll try to stay in the paddock,” you smirked. “No promises.”

He could’ve sworn he’d died and gone to heaven when you looked at him like that. 

Travelling with Sebastian was good in some ways, and shit in others. You got free flights because of his sponsors (or something like that), simple boarding and disembarking experiences, luxury lounges, etc. It was shit, because well… Sebastian was there. That was the shit part, not really. It was this weird tension you two had going on between you. This will-they-won’t-they bullshit, and there seemed to be no end in sight. Yeah, you guys kissed sometimes, and you hooked up. He was sweet. He was nice. You had no idea if he was your boyfriend, or even actually interested in you.

“Is this the girlfriend?” his dad teased as you walked up behind Sebastian, who went bright red. This could not be happening right now. He stared at the two of you with an expecting smile, and your jaw just dropped, unsure of what to say. What does one say to that? Had Sebastian told his dad you were his girlfriend to let you on the flight? Would he be mad to know Sebastian was just letting anyone on? Were you about to have to find another way to Barcelona?

“Dad,” he groaned, covering his face. You continued to stand there, shocked. He nudged his son and laughed. 

“Come on son, it’s a joke! We both know you’re too pretty for him,” he winked at you and smiled, and you pretended that you weren’t actively losing your shit.  You let out a small laugh, trying to regulate your nervous system as the adrenaline in your blood slowly dissipated. “Let’s go, shall we?” 

He set out in front of you as Seb stood back, waiting for you. He nudged into you as you walked from security, an apologetic smile on his face. “I’m so sorry, he makes super ill-timed jokes sometimes,” he admitted, embarrassment clear in his features. “You alright?”

“Yeah, of course,” you nodded, letting out a nervous laugh. “Just… caught me off guard.” 

He stared at you for a second. “Why would that catch you off guard?” 

“Because I'm not your girlfriend?” you chuckled. “Are you sure you weren’t hurt during the race? I know you didn’t crash but-”

“What?!” he squeaked. People stared. He cleared his throat. “But all the…” he trailed off, knowing his dad was within ear shot. “So that didn’t mean anything or…?”

“Oh no!” you took his hand. His face dropped. “I mean yes! Yes, it meant something!” you corrected yourself. “It meant something to me, I just didn’t know if it meant anything to you.”

“Of course it meant something to me,” he said, like it was obvious. “You mean something to me.”

You softened. “You mean something to me too,” you admitted. “So… we’re dating?” 

“I thought we had been this whole time,” he scratched the back of his head. 

So maybe you were in love. And maybe Alex was right.

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