#fandoms just refusing to die

[tragically-jane-doe]

Okay so the fandom resurgence is interesting to me cause why is it doing the thing you know

Like why was twilight brought back so hard and now it's hunger games what's next divergent? Pll? Sherlock? I can't say supernatural cause it just ended awhile ago but supernatural?

Don't get me wrong I'm loving all the content for this stuff even though I was never in twilight/hunger games fandoms I absolutely love hearing ppl talk about it specially on tik tok

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

cult leader geto throws up blood if you don’t tell him you love him before he leaves for work btw

[thebookbutterfly]

🦋 Chocolate Chips — John Wick x Reader

Summary: Every year you and John celebrate Helen’s birthday. This year would have been her 40th, so you decide to do something special.

Tags: #so much domestic fluff, #a teensy bit of angst, #sometimes babygirl is a 50 year old hit man, #he may kill people for a living but he is SOFT and I will not be taking any arguments about this, #slightly self indulgent

Warnings: Gender Neutral, but reader is suggested to have long hair, no use of Y/N, mentions of death obviously, no beta and no ‘ragrets’

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John’s occupation put a lot of things in life into perspective. Getting into silly fights was simply not worth it. Not when every time he walked out the door the stakes were so high. That’s not to say that you never had disagreements. Just that neither of you were willing to partake in petty lack of communication.

You had known about Helen from the very day you and John had begun dating. It was hard not to. The man loved her so much it was written on every piece of him. Strangely though you didn’t mind. How could you? When that wonderful woman had brought him through so much shit and out to the the other side. To you.

Simply to say that Helen was a part of what made the love of your life himself. And so you didn’t mind his love for her at all. Especially now that his love for you was written all over him too.

It was Helen’s birthday today. You saved the date and had been sneakily preparing everything for weeks now. It would have been her 40th birthday, so you wanted to make it extra special this year. John had been out on a contract all day yesterday and so you weren’t too worried about him waking up as you crept downstairs and into the kitchen.

You removed the cake you had baked from the fridge where you had hidden it and placed it on the counter. Chocolate caramel. Her favourite flavour. The big silver four and zero candles were perfect. Along side the cake you placed a large vase full of daisies. It was perfect. All that was left to do was breakfast.

You set to work, cutting up fruit and frying bacon and eggs. You knew John would be starving when he woke up, he always was after a hit. You supposed hunting someone down burned a serious amount of calories. Lastly, you set to work on the pancakes. You knew they were Johns favourite and you were more than happy to indulge him, especially today. He always asked for heaps of chocolate chips in his. You rolled your eyes affectionately at the thought. He was a chocolate fiend but when he stared at you with those big brown eyes. Ugh. Who were you to say no to such a gentle, beautiful man?

You were just plating up the last of the pancakes when you heard soft footsteps padding down the stairs, followed by the excited skitter of Boy as he raced his dad down to the kitchen. John was silent as death so you knew the fact that you could hear him approach was deliberate and more for you than anything else.

Boy entered the room a minute before John did; tail wagging like crazy. You laughed at his enthusiasm and leaned down to ruffle his ears affectionately. John’s sleepy form shuffled in just as Boy managed to land a lick to your cheek. He smiled at the sight of his little family. Boy: seemingly very proud of himself and you: wiping the drool off your face as you stood to greet him.

It was unfair, you thought, for the boogeyman to be someone as cute as him. John was wearing a soft long sleeve shirt and his favourite pair of flannel pyjama pants. As usual he had stolen one of your scrunchies to pull back his long hair— a green one with ducks on it, this time.

You had offered to buy him some of his own. Cool ones to fit his bad-boy assassin image; you had teased. But he had somewhat sheepishly declared that he liked yours better. You didn’t mind. After all you stole a fair share of his clothes too. So you had compromised and bought a few extra for yourself, that way he could be a thief and you wouldn’t run out.

Johns eyes drifted to the cake and the vase of flowers on the counter, and he froze. You watched as the memories hit him one after the other. Boy, sensing his dad’s distress, waddled over to his side and plopped himself down on John’s foot. The contact jolted him back to reality and he lifted his watery eyes to yours. “You did all this?” he finally choked out.

You stepped over boy and slipped your arms around his waist.

“It would be her 40th. I wanted to do something special for her this year,” you replied before a bit of hesitancy creeped into your voice. “Is it okay?”

John wrapped his arms around you, tugging you right against his chest. It took him a minute to reply and your heart thundered as you waited for him to say something. He buried his head into your neck and you cradled him there with the palm of your hand on his nape. Keeping him safe— holding him together as he answered with tears in his voice.

“It’s perfect. Thank you.”

You breathed a sigh of relief. Reaching with your unoccupied hand you began to trace constellations on his back. It was a habit you had gotten from him, actually, but it had stuck with you. He had spent years with nothing but violence for company, so you relished touching him gently.

Slowly, you pulled him to face you. You pressed a kiss to his forehead and swiped away his tears with your thumbs.

“I love you,” you said softly. You held him firmly willing him to really hear it.

“I love you too, so much.”

You stood there for a second, just holding his face in your hands. Enjoying the warmth of his skin. Boy sensed the shift in mood and slowly his tail began to thump against your legs.

“You had a long night last night,” you broke the silence. “Let’s get some food in you. Then after that we can light the candles and you can tell me about some of your favourite memories of Helen. Yeah?”

John nodded, straightening, but kept his grip on your waist as he surveyed all the food you had made.

“I’d love that. Do you mind if we have a look at the photos too?” He asked softly.

“I already put the photo albums out on the coffee table,” you replied with a cheeky grin.

His chest rumbled as he laughed, “Am I that predictable?”

You beamed at the sound, poking him in the ribs as he snuck Boy a piece of bacon. Big softie.

“I think I just happen to know you quite well. You’re much less mysterious than you think,” you teased him and tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear.

“Alright, I’ll accept that,” he said with one last peck on your lips. “Now, let’s eat before this goes cold.”

[dukeofthomas]

My understanding of Jason Todd's age;

Jason dies when he's 15, 4 months before his 16th birthday. He is dead for any number of time; it doesn't count towards his age.

He's resurrected; he is in a coma for 1 year, then catatonic for another. He is then put into a Lazarus Pit. (These 2 years are practically useless, as he doesn't remember them and they contribute very little to the story. They could be condensed to 2 months and it would change basically nothing.)

He trains for about a year. You can then give him 1-12 months of prep and planning time before his debut as the Red Hood, and the story of UT(R)H, at which point he would be mentally 16-17, physically 18-19, and it would be (--) years after his birth.

[biblically-accurate-dca]

KILL!!!!!!!!!

[pinkieroy]

I was looking for a different essay and found this one instead, and it feels relevant right now (the whole thing here)

[opens-up-4-nobody]

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[arsenicflame]

i think my edizzy playlist is finally in a state im willing to share it in! you can find it here :)

its mostly divorce era/jilted wife izzy vibes but theres a few other things in there also!

im def still tweaking and adding so if anyone has any feedback on any songs in the playlist id love to hear it! if you would like me to explain why a song is on there i ABSOLUTELY will so many of these i would die on a hill over

theres also a companion playlist for songs that just have one line that is SO them i had to save them somewhere

[runawaymun]

Hear me out:

Baizhu x Dehya

[indigobackfire]

Almost three years after entering the hphm fandom, having experienced other fandoms before and after, the community here (and a bit on reddit) still remains the nicest and most respectful fandom I've been on

[legendaryevokercupcake]

Um... heyyyy... maybe choose a different new character to replace Bright...

Warcraft has a whole fuckton of money right now so I would reeeaaaally advise against naming a sneaky, sus af redhead...

Elias.

Shaw.

A SNEAKY. SUS. REDHEAD.

Almost the exact same name as Blizzard's SNEAKY SUS REDHEAD who they will probably defend with their lives because if their representation goes out the window, *DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUH* less money

All I'm saying is please don't accidentally get sued for plagiarism

[mumblesplash]

which trigun show would you say someone should start on?

depends on what you like i think? if you care a lot about visuals and can easily connect to characters without needing to feel like you Know What’s Going On you’ll probably like stampede, if you care more about plot and like. a more tangible-feeling sense of story and worldbuilding it’s probably best to start with the original

[poetic-ivy]

one thing that I think tiny me would be immeasurably delighted and proud of is the fact that the danny phantom fandom is so alive and well in this year two thousand and twoty two

[inthisvaleoftears]

levihan might be dying TO YOU. you won’t be able to pry them from my cold dead hands

[samarecharm]

ann and gladio for the character meme? :D

I already did ann! So i will use this opportunity to scream about Gladio my beloved

Ffxv is a blessing and a curse bc it gives u Guys and DIFFERENT kinds of Guys and then does not let u do anything w these guys :( theres so many little details they add in the game for these guys during combat, even the animations they have for certain things like reviving each other or eating together is sooooooo good. It literally has me craving more but theres not ENOUGH!!!!

Gladio has so many little things about him….hes a bit of a soft and old soul, hes dedicated to his work and that comes above all else. It just so happens his Work is protecting Noct and co so like, hes very VERY protective of them. Hes rough w the way he teaches and its not without reason; the game very quickly shows whats at stake outside of the safety of Insomnia. Hes stern in a way that doesnt come off as belittling or scary; he gets angry quick but is also a bit of a jokester. Hes smart. Hes tactical. Hes versatile. Hes whatever u need him to be in a given situation (good and bad :) ) Grief manifests as him clamming up (news of his father) or exploding in anger (ignis going blind). Hes a delicate balance of being the Typical Masc Male Archetype while also being a Tired and Worn Down soul towards the end of the game. Theres something very sad about him being so Grown™️ and only 23.

We joke about that all the time (“squeenix wants u to believe this is what a 23 yr old looks like”) but like he is very young, as young as the rest of his team, and he carries himself like hes 30 and battle hardened. And its insane bc after world of ruin, he is OKAY!!! Hes like even More mellow than he was in his 20s! Like that mentality kind of helped him be more prepared for the grim reality of the future and thats kinda sad! Let him read cheesy romances while iggy drives him across the countryside and let him camp and eat his favorite foods and fish w noct and do morning jogs w prompto like let him have the domestic life he was SO born to live in if he didnt live in a time of war, dedicating his body and soul to the crown 😭

[ablednt]

I don't understand cave johnson likers the only comedic value his character brings is how awful he is and then it's like anyway here he is committing multiple atrocities lol and the half of you are like omg funny sillay guy

Not saying this in the you're a bad person for experiencing media wrong way but in it genuinely baffles me portal has so many funny silly characters and y'all are like "I like the blatantly evil millionaire CEO who murders innocent people for fun. I think it is very funny when he hates homeless people and uh fires people for being in wheelchairs."