#don't know what I was expecting lol

[danger-bird]

Zenith is such a comedian. Definitely not implying anything. Funny little jokester. 🐉

[noah-kuttler]

[mikibagels]

Cross-Dimensional Siblings - Snippet 1 'Dino' is just Dio with an extra letter in the middle... If I ever have a son in the future I'm going to call him my little dino nuggie.

I have such strong family fever right now. Between this comic and the new spy x family season, i am so.... i want kids so bad.

[poke-poke-poke]

Thinking about pkmn social media-- he's giving tips on how best to take care of pkmn that aren't too keen on water (goomy's there for enrichment)

...

his hoodie got soaked,,

[bentnotbroken1fanfiction]

I also love how every single time Style says some crazy shit about Fadel killing him, like lay my body to rest in a nice place, or, if you kill Kant you have to kill me too because I did it willingly, or here's a list of my family members you can kill in case I lie to you again, Fadel always seems so fucking flabbergasted by it lol

Like I'm sorry, did you expect him to not be an absolute menace about your threats to end his life?? Have you met him, sir????

[ilkkawhat]

[updownlately]

it's my right to be hellish (i still get jealous)

| leah williamson x reader | fluff | 1.6k | a/n: got this req a while back and i just got around to it. my bad for the wait amigo and thank you for being patient! not really sure how this turned out tbh but i hope you like it! happy reading folks! 🫶

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"That hoodie's not yours, and it most definitely isn't mine..."

The voice behind you caused you to jump in your place, the hairs on the back of your neck rising as your were shook out of your thoughts by your favourite blonde.

Turning around with a smirk on your face, you tilted your head in challenge.

"You're right...it's not yours and it's not mine."

You watched as Leah's eyebrows rose at your words, the blonde stepping closer to you as her arms settled on either side of the countertop beside you, effectively trapping you in.

Eyes tracing her jaw as you watched it clench, you bit back a sly smile.

You absolutely loved this side of Leah, her possessive nature never not welcome by you.

Wanting to tease her a bit more, to drag this interaction out for as long as possible, you bent your head down, pretending to examine the hoodie.

"Still though, this might have to be one of the most comfortable things I've worn in a while..." Grasping the fabric tightly in your hand, you hid your smile, not needing to take a peek at Leah's face to know her reaction. You could practically imagine the slightly icy look in her eyes at your words, posture probably straightening as she took a deep breath in.

"Even softer than my hoodies that you steal?"

The midfielder's voice was audibly lower this time, the challenge clear in her voice.

Keeping your game up, you shrugged your shoulders and looked up to meet her eyes, shuffling ever so slightly back into the countertop so that it pressed against your back.

"I mean...it's up there for sure, y'know?”, an amused look crossing your face.

At your words, you could see Leah's body tense, forearm muscles already more apparent than before, neck vein joining the party.

"Yeah? And who might the owner of the hoodie be? Just in case I wanted to ask them where they got it?”

The way the Arsenal player tilted her head down towards you at the end of the sentence let you know you were successful in your attempt to rile her up, the dark look in her eyes a clear indication of the storm brewing inside.

Not bothering to hold your grin back anymore, you tilted your head back, mischievous eyes meeting Leah's, watching as her stormy blue eyes slowly turned into something slightly softer, a tad bit more playful, as she recognized the look in your eyes.

"You're being a little shit, I hope you know that." The words came out deep, her stepping closer to you, arms coming to trap you right between her body and the counter, not giving you much room to move.

Hands skimming your torso as she closed the gap between your bodies, you held your breath, lips pursed.

Slightly breathless, your words came out airy, the close proximity of your girlfriend making your head hazy, body involuntarily inching towards the blonde, trying to get closer.

“Yeah? And what about it?"

You shot Leah a sweet smile as she took in your words, doing your best to hold back your laughter at the situation.

The tables were very quickly reversed though, Leah moving even closer to you, causing you to hold your breath. Clenching the edge of the tabletop behind you, you stopped yourself from wrapping your arms around her neck with every ounce of willpower you could muster.

However, your eyes involuntarily fluttered shut as her breath fanned over your face, you letting out a small sigh, your plan to tease the blonde quickly forgotten as her perfume wrapped around you sweetly.

"If you tell me who's hoodie this is, I won't start hiding my old national hoodie from a few camps ago..."

Your eyes snapped open at Leah's words, mouth opening and closing a few times as you stood there bewildered.

“Wait wha- What??…No!” Snapping out of your haze, your eyes went wide. "I love that hoodie! And you know it!" You protested, mouth hanging open at the lengths Leah was going to.

"I mean, you said it yourself- this raggedy, old, faded hoodie is your favourite right now, right?"

You audibly gulped at her words, goosebumps rising on your skin as you felt Leah's hands trace the fabric near your hip, her grasp around your torso getting just perfectly tighter, causing your heart to beat faster.

"I- uhm..." Distracted by the touch, you tried to find your composure, a chill running up your spine as the Gunner's hand skimmed the small of your back.

"You what? You wanna continue having your little fun? Or do you wanna finally be good and tell me whose hoodie you're wearing? Because we both know the longer this goes on, the more difficult this is going to get for you. So make it easy, yeah? Might just even let you off lightly even though you tried to rile me up..."

Just barely managing to register Leah's words, her ministrations and low voice intoxicating, you nodded subconsciously.

"That's what I figured..."

Snapping out of your trance briefly at the tone in her voice, you playfully rolled your eyes.

"Cockiness doesn't look so good on you love..."

"Neither does this hoodie on you," came the quick quip, a singular eyebrow raised and a smirk dancing on Leah's face.

Throwing your head back, you let out a small groan. Of course you couldn't get out of this, Leah's possessiveness too much for you to tease the blonde to your liking.

"Leah, you're ruining my fun here!" Whining, your shoulders dropped, nose scrunching in playful displeasure.

"What can I say, something about seeing my girl in someone else's hoodie really kills the comedian in me..."

Seeing Leah smile at her own words, you wondered if you could somehow still continue your little game.

Your thoughts were cut short though, Leah reading your mind nearly immediately.

"Don't even think about weaselling your way out of this one..."

You sighed at her perfect read of you.

Just great- the joys of dating for nearly a year.

"Alright, fineeeee...it's Steph's hoodie okay? She gave it to me after it shrunk in the wash a few weeks ago…,” you pouted, very much displeased at the fact that your little mission had to have been aborted, you not afraid to express it.

"Steph? As in straight Stephy on our team right?"

Nodding your head you scrunched your nose.

"Yes Lee- our teammate Steph."

"Oh..."

"Just ‘oh?'" You asked, mind shook at the fact that this was the only reaction you were getting.

Eyes focused on Leah as you watched her take a step back from you, her eyes running over you and the fabric you wore, you tilted your head in curiosity, waiting.

"It's just Steph, it's not that bad."

Not content with your teasing from earlier being cut short, you decided to give it another shot.

"So you won't mind if I wear this more often, right?"

"Oh fuck no!"

And with those words, Leah stepped right back to you, hands coming to grab at the hem of your hoodie, tugging it not so gently, silently asking you to raise your hands.

"Leah!"

"What?" The blonde feigned innocence, actions not ceasing.

"You can't just make me take the hoodie off!"

"If you rather I take it off in another setting, I can make it happen," she smirked, a wink shot at you as her hands stopped their movement, instead now grasping the hoodie tightly. 

"Leah!"

"This isn't quite the situation where I pictured you screaming my name, but I'll take it." The forward response had you hitting the blonde, scrunching your face in clear displeasure.

Realizing you weren’t going to take off the hoodie, Leah spoke again. “Come on! You're my girlfriend- you're supposed to wear my hoodies! Not Steph's!" she groaned, stomping her foot petulantly.

“It's just a hoodie, Leah,” you shrugged, biting the inside of your cheek to keep yourself from laughing at her antics.

“Yeah, well so are mine. Wear those! Plus, you look better with my last name on your back- the world's gotta know your mine, capiche?” 

Shaking your head, you chose to finally put the taller girl out of her misery, a shy smile overtaking your face at the last sentence.

Letting the blonde rid you of the hoodie, you didn’t complain one bit as that simple task turned into more than just your hoodie being removed, the English skipper’s lips dancing around your neck and collarbones, slipping up along the slope of your neck in satisfaction of ‘winning’. 

As Leah kissed you to the point where you forgot Steph's hoodie even existed, you silently appreciated the little green monster inside her heart, her possessiveness most definitely not something your minded.

And later that night, you smiled as Leah handed you her old England hoodie as you both got ready for bed,  the two of you dead tired from an exhausting evening of strenuous activities, you silently thanking Steph’s dryer with a smile on your face.

Turning off your bedside lamp, you cuddled into Leah’s side in the dark room, placing a quick kiss on the blonde's lips, a sneaky smile on your face. 

Choosing to let her in on a little secret, you got comfortable in her hold, waiting until she had settled down so that she couldn’t tickle you like she likely would have. 

“Fun fact- Steph's hoodie never had a chance on any of yours...it didn't smell like you."

A bashful grin on your face, you carefully watched for the midfielder’s reaction at your next words, absolutely loving the way she rolled her eyes at you before tugging you impossibly closer, a gentle kiss placed on your lips before soft words were spoken against them.

“Good. ‘Cause you’re mine- now and forever.”

And that’s how you two fell asleep- soft smiles on both your faces, limbs tangled together, breaths mingled, hearts more than content in each other’s presence.

[lilpandrea]

God, not that anyone cares, but I might have to take a break from the cr fandom whenever Dorian speaks about or to the gods. The moment Dorian isn't some goody-two-shoes character and veers off from being an "agreeable" character to many...how easily these ppl just write him off as some stupid simpleton. Jfc from discord to Tumblr (don't know what twitter thinks since I don't frequent that place or live chat because when is live chat ever appeased).

Anyways, I'm excited to see what comes from this conversation with the AH. Cmiiw but I don't think Dorian knows you have to be an exalted ruidusborn to be a vessel. If he did, he wouldn't willynilly agree to sacrifice Fearne or Imogen. It's like a lot of you forgot one of his core values: his friends/loved ones above everyone else. He casted force cage on Fearne in the very same episode to protect her.

[radiance1]

Fuck it, I can't find the post so I can't link it here but who bloody cares.

Ahem.

This is bouncing off my other two posts about Danny and Vlad being turned into stuffed toys, wherein one Billy Batson kinda adopted them as friends, and the other being where Sam's soul was taken after she died and molded by Undergrowth into a lesser deity.

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So, Sam, being a giant plant goddess lady (think Te Fiti from Moana) is just chilling on her island, minding her own business doing her dues, helping followers, making the island flourish.

Until one day, something was stolen from her island while she was busy elsewhere, a priceless 'artifact' that held a linkage to her past, mortal life, as Sam Manson.

Safe to say, she was absolutely livid.

So, she told her followers to not let anyone set foot upon this island, if they let someone on the island than it better be someone who's either utterly helpless or in need of help and even then, don't let them step a foot past the beach.

Then she set off.

She pushed her way through the sea, setting off for where she had a vague feeling was mainland and having the intention of getting back her belongings.

A few days later, the government caught wind of a new potential threat heading for the land, and as such, went out to sea to intercept them.

She ignored them, continuing her march and caring naught for the people around her. If they struck her, she would strike back twice as hard with all the fury of her part over nature.

When they struck at her, she summoned forth vines to bind their aircrafts and boats in vines and continued for the land. This goes on for a bit, before ultimately the Justice League have to be called because of the explosion of plant life spreading all over the city.

So they get to fighting her and is actually causing Sam some trouble here. For one thing, there are more of them than they are of her, another is that they're strong beings (as in Wonder Woman and Superman), another being that she's been out of combat for a while.

So she's rusty, sue her, and it's not like she used her abilities to cause harm instead of aid. Hell, this is the first time she even set foot off of her island when she became a goddess.

So eventually, it gets to a point where she just stops caring about causing mass amounts of collateral damage anymore and starts to use her abilities in order to fling literal buildings at Wonder Woman and Superman.

Then came another, highly powerful being.

Shazam.

She was growing tired of being denied what belonged to her, and she grew bitter about these so called 'heroes' trying to stop her as well, at least until, a certain doll, not even as tall as her fingernail just appeared before her.

Shazam tried to reach for them, thinking she would harm him too but, instead, she just stopped and stood there. Before whispering:

"Danny..?"

[akemiiya]

it's really refreshing that isat's cast is mainly adults when everything else I like is about high schoolers but mostly it's really relieving that siffrin in particular is in their mid-late 20s. because if I'm making bad decisions and going through it and don't have everything figured out at 18 that's fine because siffrin is also making bad decisions and going through it and doesn't have everything figured out and he's a decade older than me. it feels less pressuring when someone significantly older than me is also going through it even if he's just a fictional character lol

[non-un-topo]

*chef's kiss*

[ayrennaranaaldmeri]

"vip standby" so she can just be shovelled into a one size fits all da4 role without regard for her history or arc in origins and inquisition.

[ddddd-pixels]

I like bears.

Image I used for reference:

(Just got the image off Amazon, I think they're neat.)

[technically-human]

There are currently 6 requests left on my inbox, and it might take me a while to do them all, but don't worry, I've received them 💕

[rogue-bard]

Keyleth: My entrance will be noisy.

Me: What the fuck. What does she mean. Transport via plants is not loud. What.

A fucking giant Earth Elemental hits the ground like a meteor.

Me:

Me: ah.

[eyeswaitingfortuesdaynight]

go into the longlegs tag on tumblr because while your initial reaction was "good visuals, mid everything else", but there's something about it that's sticking with you and maybe reading some meta will help you understand it better

see several posts about longlegs being a trans caricature

see many, many more posts about tumblr users wanting longlegs carnally

close the longlegs tag and decide it's not worth it