#eris: and some guy
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robertsbarbie · 6 months ago
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also with my nye outfit i will be editing photos to make it not red on my story because this is what im wearing when i grab dinner with that one dude and two of our other friends on friday alsjakjshshshdjd
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arrowheadedbitch · 8 months ago
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New idea: Shinsou is supposed to be babysitting Eri but he has to do something so he leaves Denki in charge for a little bit, he comes back expecting the house to be burnt down but instead he finds Eri begging Kaminari to let her re-dirty up her room so they can clean it together again
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dootznbootz · 1 year ago
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Hi. I'm cyberbullying a long dead poet because of his shitty fanfic. Enjoy. I'd love it if you joined me.
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(Before you get mad at me, yes, I know Eugammon of Cyrene is an important figure and all that. I'm sick with some sort of flu. Let me cyberbully an ancient dead fanfic writer in peace.)
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realjem-art · 3 months ago
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alright whatever go my thangs
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hyakunana · 2 years ago
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"Were you even listening? How many reports, Ikora? How many times did I tell you what I saw?"
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delawaredetroit · 4 months ago
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This moment is the culmination of the School Festival Arc. Jirou paid her parents' support forward by saving others through the love of music they instilled in her. And Izuku paid forward Aoyama's attempt to save Izuku's spirit through surprises after the Overhaul Arc. Izuku tried to save Eri's spirit by showing her through surprise that there were good things to experience in the world outside of the trauma she experienced with Chisaki.
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Shout out to pseudogenic systems who faked being a system for so long they formed one! You're real and valid!
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hakusins · 1 year ago
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lord have mercy...
he's overcome with uncontrollable lust
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acotarmemes · 1 year ago
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Did Buttmunch make it to the Night Court?
YES! He did and VERY SAFELY!
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icons by @copypastus
Since it's @cassianappreciationweek, I also wrote a little ficlet of:
The Adventures of Cassian and Buttmunch
Read on AO3, or below the cut.
"Cassian? Cassian, are you listening to me?"
It tickles. Oh, gods, it tickles.
Cassian squirms a little, tilting his head and wrinkling his nose. He's sure Nesta is saying something terribly important and while the sound of her voice is a symphony of sun and skies, it takes all of his self-control to contain himself.
"Yes, of course! I, the best husband in the world, devote my complete attention to my beloved wife."
"What was I saying?" Nesta deadpans, folding her arms across her chest. She drums her fingers across her bicep, patiently waiting for Cassian's excuse.
Before he can say anything productive, he bursts into a fit of giggled, and bites his lip. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I swear I was listning. But if you could repeat yourself, I would love you forever."
"You'll love me forever even if I don't," she counters without missing a beat. Her eyes trail him up and down, watching him squirm, nearly cross his arms over his chest and decide against it. "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing."
Her gaze narrows, and she steps closer. Nesta draws her hands back, and strikes hard and fast, tickling his sides. All is lost—completely lost!
Cassian bursts into laughter. "Mercy, mercy!"
"Not until you—Ah!" Nesta's yelp is sudden and pitched as she jumps back. "What's that?"
From the inside of his vest, a tiny baby bluejay pops its head out, using Cassian's chest hair as a tiny little toupee. It chirps at Nesta happily, then wiggles back into the comfort of Cassian's clothes.
"Well, you see, I wanted to ask how you felt about birds?"
"Cassian!"
He knows it isn't very fair to ask Nesta to keep the baby bird when he's already got the baby bird, but he is the General of the Night Court and battles aren't always won with fairness.
***
"What do bluejays eat?"
Azriel's voice is quieter than the little singing bird. He squats by the makeshift nest, watching the hatchling bury itself in scraps of Cassian's old clothing and hair they definitely didn't just pull out. They wanted to swaddle him in Cassian's scent, what else were they supposed to do?
"I dunno."
"Tamlin didn't give you a list?"
"Well, he did, but I lost it."
Azriel pauses, and looks up at Cassian unimpressed. Of course, Cassian would adopt a baby bird and of course, he would decide to wing it. Pun intended. The shadowsinger sighs, and conjures little shadow tendrils to entertain the chick.
"His name?"
"Buttmunch."
A small smile creeps on Azriel's features. The two of them high five in some inside joke no one else is privy too.
"Want to make a bet?"
Cassian tilts his head, his bun following the motion and going lopsided. It's still too early to be stylish. It's just Azriel, anyway. He cocks a scarred brow, already invested in this brewing game. He doesn't win often, but this time, he will. If it's about Buttmunch, nobody knows his baby as well as he does.
"Gather food. Label them. Whoever's food Buttmuch picks wins."
"Okay, what do I win?"
"Your name goes first. Buttmuch, son of Cassian and Azriel. If you win."
"HELL YEAH!"
***
The meeting is running long.
Cassian leans his cheek into his fist, half-lulling himself to sleep. There's only so much court things he can take. He is a man of action, a do-er, not a talker. His only saving grace is the grumpy little bluejay sitting on Rhysand's shoulder. Buttmunch didn't want to get up. Buttmunch also didn't want to left alone in Cassian's room.
He's in a mood, Cassian had told his brother, but Rhysand insisted that his winged-nephew join him.
The hatchling looks especially angry, trembling a little as he—oops.
"Buttmunch the first! Son of Azriel and Cassian!" Cassian yowls between fits of laughter. He gets up and swoops his little birdy with a grin. "I guess that's meeting adjourned? I'll buy you a new suit. Oh, and I told you so."
"With what money? You owe me from last time I spotted you."
"Sorry, gotta go! Potty training!"
***
The problem with being the most handsome and innovative male in the Night Court is that everyone wants to be him. Cassian rescued Buttmunch, and now Azriel wants one too.
He rushes to the texted location—to where his brother found an egg all by itself on the ground. Cradled in the mud at the banks of swampy water lies Buttmunch's future brother.
"Should we wait for the egg to hatch?"
"I don't know. Buttmunch game ready made."
"Ready—Ready made?"
"Yeah, hatched and chirping and all. He just kinda fell out of a tree."
The two of them stand there, inspecting the egg. Cassian feels little feet scractching at his head as Buttmunch pops out of his bun, joining in the open display of curiosity.
Beside them, the water sloshes. Both Illyrians turn their attention to the murky depths.
"Is that—"
"RUN!"
A giant crocodile bursts out of seemingly nowhere, snapping its jaws at the two idiots invading its nest. Cassian holds onto Buttmuch while running for dear life.
"Sorry, Butt," Cassian says, breathless, once they reach safety. "We'll find you a sibling."
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The scare by the swamp weighs on Cassian's mind. What if Buttmunch had fallen off? What if Cassian forgot to hold onto him and he'd been eaten? Oh, he'd be inconsolable if he lost his baby chikie.
"You're not a baby anymore. Look how chonky you are. That's teen-bird chonk. That means you're ready to fly," he lectures. "It's for your safety."
"Are we sure he understands?" Feyre squats down to scratch his fuzzy little head. "He is so cute."
"Did you understand your parents when you were born?"
"No. I was a baby."
"Okay, well, Buttmunch is a genius. Look at this." Cassian twirls his finger. "Do the cyclone!"
Right on cue, Buttmunch turns in a circle on the spot. The hatchling chirps and preens at his papa-bat.
"That's it, I'm kidnapping him and keeping him forever."
"You can try, but he's imprinted on me. It's why Tamlin let him live with me instead of releasing him back into the Spring Court forests."
"We'll see when he learns to fly and becomes independent. So, how do we start?"
As one of the last people who learned to fly, Feyre is the perfect teaching assistant to Cassian. The three of them stand on the roof. They try to show Buttmunch to flap his wings, but the chick only tilts his head to the left and to the right in confusion.
"Like this," Cassian takes big leaping steps, flapping his wings in demonstration.
Buttmunch hops after him excitedly, but his wings are tucked firmly at his sides.
"Okay, what if I just pushed him off the roof? His instincts are bound to kick in, right?"
"What if I pushed you off the roof?"
Feyre regards Cassian like he's lost his damn mind. Flying isn't easy and rushing that process isn't going to make Buttmunch successful. She bends down to scoop the tiny bluejay into her hands. He nestles into the warmth of her touch and that gives her an idea.
"Fly," she tells Cassian.
"What?"
"Just fly. Pretend like you're leaving him behind."
Cassian frowns. Abandonment seems… cruel. He looks between Feyre and his munchkin, then steps back off the edge. As soon as he disappears, Buttmunch cries out desperately. Cassian swoops back up into the sky, flapping his wings and keeping a distance between them.
"Go to papa," Feyre tells Buttmunch, extending her arms.
The chick remains focused on Cassian, spreading its little wings and flapping. He tries and tries, trying to lift himself when Feyre decides to give him a little momentum. A little toss up into the air where she can still catch him and there he goes.
"He's flyin'! My baby boy is flyin'!"
Buttmunch's trajectory is a little unsteady, dropping a little as he tries to meet Cassian in the air. Oh, he doesn't seem sure at all, but he's determined. He chirps, chirps, and Cassian likes to say he's announcing his arrival—I'm coming! I'm coming!
Cassian cheers him on and catches him, howling his victory. His Buttmunch is the best, the very best!
***
Flying is freedom.
Flying is boundless.
He can go as far and as wide as he pleases, with nothing to stop him except his own will. Cassian soars through the clouds above Velaris, a fierce blue dart beside him. He twists his body, torpedoing through the white wisps, and the bluejay mimicks his prowess.
The two of them were meant to fly.
Velaris boasts the most beautiful sights, but there is nothing like the endless sky welcoming him and his Buttmunch with open arms.
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gotyouanyway · 1 month ago
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i also think a lot about eris as sort of like the first of the war renegades. some new thing in between the traditional renegade (who leaves gallifrey for personal reasons, changes their name, has a point of being anti-time lord) and the traditional deserter (runs from war specifically). the war renegade as a hybrid of these two things, time lords who follow the culturally familiar path of the renegade but only because of and within the context of the war. narvin would be another. the subculture has to change when the entire sociopolitical landscape of gallifrey changes. these are time lords who likely wouldn't have gone renegade if they weren't radicalized by the war. their entire relationship with the planet is different from the traditional renegade so they do things differently. keep their names, yk. i think it'd be neat
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betss1256 · 6 days ago
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I deeply appreciate the fact that your love of Azris is admittedly not cannon, yet you still have fun with it. I think SO many more fans of these books would enjoy them and their crack ships more if they didn't take them so seriously. Like, cannon can be what it is and we can still love the side characters and appreciate the ships that could be without getting in fights about it or trying to prove they're real lol. I think Tamlin is gross in cannon, but would I love a book where him and Lucien end up together? Hell yes.
Oh 100%. I also feel like multi-shipping in this fandom is a dying breed, but it so broadens your horizons (and amount of fics you can read haha).
Whilst I can appreciate people liking what they like, why not try something new every now and then? That’s how I found Azris anyway
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robertsbarbie · 2 months ago
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having to remind myself before i see him tonight that even though that one guy and i would literally be perfect together that he is lowkey a freak and has a girlfriend and that spiraling over him (again) would be unwell behavior because he's literally just some guy
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ikjun · 2 years ago
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BLACK AND BLUE ⤿ for @xiaojuun 💙
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sproutoast · 8 months ago
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happy birthday to meeeeee
i am now a year older :DD
heres a lil thing for all the cool ppl that i call my friends‼️
@bluishlittlefishies
@silent-cosmic
@polypyx
@ch0cocrave
@my-beehive
@akalikestodraw
@rattykatt
@panvnsleake
@sodacansilly
@/artistcup (I KNOW ITS AN OLD OC U PROBABLY DONT USE ANYMORE BUT ITS THE ONLY ONE I COULD FIND SORRY)
@/eviongel / jurizi / sariender / whatever name tgey go by now
u guys r so awesome and id prolly be a lonely dumpster fire without u i love u all (/p) even if we rarely talk and im so glad i met u guys<3333
((MORE UNNECESSARY YAPPING IN TAGS😋😋))
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Drew this ages ago but i was too busy being mentally ill about ninjago n i forgot to post it
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illyrianbitch · 4 months ago
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"Eris respected that.
Apparently not enough to keep himself from bedding his wife." LMFAOO OH MY GOD I AM SO OBSESSED
me when i pull up to the idgaf battle but eris vanserra is my opponent
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