#have black hair. HIS HAIR IS JUST DYED BLACK THE OG COLOUR IS WHITE. but fiiiinnaally

[aria0fgold]

That feeling when I want to read a dungeon genre manwha, but my reading time gets cut so bad cuz Vita WON'T SHUT UP

[aalghul]

there are so many missed opportunities with jason and costuming because we start out with his original red hood fit: average black jacket, no flash, no colour besides the helmet because the red hood is all that matters. this makes sense because he doesn't want a costume that reminds him of his days as robin, not when he's literally going against batman and stepping on his own memories as robin. then we move into countdown and he loses the helmet but he's still wearing the rest of the outfit but it never feels like a costume because it's just an average outfit. he isn't even called the red hood for most of the story. then he's given a classic hero fit by the bruce on another earth who never got his jason back, and it's literally red Robin. he's got a cowl and a cape. but it doesn't work out, and he moves onto having no helmet no cape no costume no mask no separation of identities...or maybe no identity at all.

then it all falls apart, pill helmet, ugly white suit, he was dying his hair the whole time because of bruce etc etc. awful times. but i wish it had to something in the middle. a new identity, a proper costume but not something so reminiscent of who he was as robin. what post flashpoint has done is just slap a batsymbol onto frankly ugly designs that are just different takes on a casual design with no meaning. why is Jason still doing that though? I mean why would he wear the batsymbol ever but also why is still just showing up to work in every day clothes? there was a purpose with his og red hood fit (he didn't want to give anything away or been seen as a proper imitator of og red hood or style himself closely to any partner of batman's). what are any of the outfits post flashpoint attempting to do? "he's wearing batman's symbol ironically" what does that even mean. what's the point. he could've done it in utrh if he wanted. why is he still wearing clothes that are still effectively downplaying what his role is (he's properly a vigilante in all of those stories. why still show up in a t shirt and cargo pants). his design overall is just so lazy now because it's what people are comfortable putting jason in. but he's such a visual character that every change in costume should mean something.

[lovebvni]

My DR family tree (MHA!!)

This is not the post I was talking about in my last blog, I just finished my family tree (using canva) and I wanted to share it! I fucking hate the colour palatte btw so we r gonna ignore it and pretend its black and white

IGNORE THAT RANDOM WHITE WOMAN AND RANDOM WHITE MAN I DONT HAVE A FACECLAIM FOR THAT SIDE OF MY FAMILY YET HELP MEEE information below!

Anyways lets start with my grandparents Robert and Carol

YES THEY ARE NICKI MINAJ'S PARENTS AND WE WILL TALK ABOUT IT!! Idk why but i rlly felt the need to b related to nicki (i think i was obsessed w her when making this dr LMFAO) but i js stuck w it bc clearly younger me had a thing going on. I haven't fully developed them because... they aren't my parents and they live in Florida while I live in Japan.. soo.. ONTO ONE OF THEIR KIDS!

Milagros is Onika's younger sister (i... think.. LMFAO). Her quirks are Mental Blood Manipulation (being able to control someone's thoughts through blood), Earth's Energy (meaning she uses energy from the sunlight.. like this girl photosynthesizes so yes, she does have flowers growing from her hair), and Personal void -- inspired by Janet from the good place (GOOGLE IT.) She has dark brown hair, a mixed skin tone, hazel eyes, and she stands at 5'4 in. Her occupation is a fashion designer at SCULPTOR clothing. Miracle (Milagos nickname) married Kenji Toga. Kenji's face claim is kinda wack because I could not find what I originally wanted him to look like (he's blonde, with stubble but.. girl i think the pin got deleted.) He has golden-ish eyes, pale skin, and he stands at around 6'8 in... girl.. uhm... yeah. He is super sweet and knowledgeable. He wears some glasses that make him look like an old man, though. He also works at SCULPTOR as a business manager (yeah, they became friends bc Miricle needed a business manager LMFAO THEN THEY GOT MARRIED ISNT THAT CUTE??) His quirks are Black blood (I will be making a blog on this) and stealth (i dont know what this means anymore or why I made it.)

Now, onto my siblings.

First up we have one of the twins, the younger one, Kuro. His American name is Kurtis, and he stands at 6'2 at 17 years old. Yeah. He attends UA's competing school, Shiketsu. Because of that, we are high in competition -- as many siblings are. Together, we are a lot of trouble.. so uhm... yeah. LMFAOO!! He has dark brown hair, tanned skin, and green and golden eyes (HETEROCHROMIA)!! If y'all want me to draw him I will... I suppose... but y'all js gon slut over him omg. Anyways! His quirks are shape shifting and outcome (again, I have no idea what outcome is).

The second twin, Himiko Toga! Yes, the one that becomes a villain you guys, I am so y/n stfu. She has blonde hair, lightly tanned skin and is 5'7 at 17. The women got fucked over, dude. WE NEED TO BE TALLER !! Anyways, she is super sweet, her perception of reality is just messed up. We always used to do each others hair, makeup, and walk our dogs together. She loves the outdoors and makes me so so happy. In this version, she has two quirks -- blood shifting (her og quirk) and stealth. He also has a few strands of red and blue in his hair.

I'm gonna skip myself for now and go onto Himari. At the time I shift, only one of her quirks have developed, and it is earths blessing ( a version of our mothers quirk. ) She is a version of my cr little sister. At the time I shift I believe she's in middle school??? I don't know. But she looks the most like my mother, only having my fathers face shape. Finally, me -- Harmony. You may be wondering "well why is your name American and nobody else's?" I was the only one born in the US. LMFAO IM LAME BRO THE REST OF MY FAMILY WAS BORN IN JAPAN!! Anyways... My deadname is Harmony, and in the US I go by Karsyn or Kaythan and in Japan I go by Kosuke. When I shift I am 14...ish? I have no idea for sure. I was born with brown hair, but I have sense dyed it to be black, red and white. I attend UA high. I am 5'8 at the time, and my quirks (yes... i have four...) are bone manipulation, black blood, shape shifting and personal void. One day I will make a post going more in depth about myself, but right now I just wanted to make an overview of my whole family.

I hope you guys like this post! It was fun going through my script and remembering everything about my dr. I will update everything when I do shift there, but for now, that's it!

Love and blessings,

Abyss

[animereviewsbykyranskye]

Reviews while I watch Trigun Stampede: Episode 10-12

So I have started getting spoilers because tiktok has decided to give me dozens of trigun episodes. So I have to watch this before I get major spoilers. 

Let’s go! I will be sad when this is over. But atleast more is coming out. Yay!

I can’t remember how the last episode ended. 

Evil corporation backstory time. 

Shmancy city. 

He shneeze and they get spotted. Love it. 

What happened to his arm? I still don’t think we know. 

He really took that shot like a champ. Damn. 

Scarred boi. It looks so much harsher than most reveals like that. I like it. 

This man has a saviour complex.

Music. Ominous but pretty. 

Oh god. The new one will kill everything. 

Shame. She’s still just trying to figure out her life. 

Yissus her music i fucking creepy. 

Boss man is going to die. 

She does not like Wolfwood in the slightest. And Vash and Wolfwood go into the trap. 

She no longer creepy. 

Called it. He dying. 

Oooo. The use of her name is damn powerful. And this is why you don’t use names. 

He dead.

Music!

Meryl is going to go on a revenge streak now.

I feel like Wolfwood is going to die. 

And so the brothers are reunited. 

So the doctor caused Nai to have the knives? 

Is Vash going to be tortured and reformed now? Shit is going down. 

----Episode 11----

Two shots. Make it count. 

He drown

Oh nice. Nai joins him. 

Oh no. Why are his things black. 

I love this dream like sequence. It’s so ominous and ahhh. 

No dont use Wolfwood against him! 

He has his hand? Noice. I like how he can tell it’s fake because of the hand. 

Psychotic brother is Psychotic. 

Nooooo. He’s forgetting. That's not allowed. 

Pretty flowers!

Her name is really Rem Saverem? Crazy. 

Poor Vash having to listen to that whole speech about being special. 

Another independent. Oh no. They’re dead. Nevermind. Apparently they’re alive. I’m assuming that’s the never one we saw last episode - just rebuilt and reborn. 

Nai thinking he’s being protective but actually he’s destroying Vash. 

He’s still eating his noodles? XD

ooof. Not the head. 

Nai is going to realise he fucked up. Also it’s Vash’s birthday? 

Big person. 

----Episode 12----

Finale

The vines released her. 

Did she really just waste the two bullets? All the setup for tat? 

She has more bullets apparently. 

Music! Good constant motif between the two. 

He’s remembering!

Chills! 

Wings! Those are so cool. 

His hair has changed. Similar to his og design. I like it. Also love how all the colour has turned to essentially a black and white. Other than the cube. 

Wolfwood is back!

Midair fight. 

HE GETS A WING TOO! Also the wings are on opposite sides. 

He couldn’t save them. 

Superpowered gun. 

Oooo. Pretty lights. 

Wolfwood is concerened about Vash. Sweet. 

The brother is going to die. Then the other one will end up being the main villian. 

Both want peace. But one wants peace through eradication and the other wants peace through acceptance. 

Vash cries. 

Why do they have such a goofy running scene in the middle of this extremely emotional moment. 

Trauma. 

This is surprisingly graphic. And yet he still just wanted them to live together in peace. 

Set up for part two. 

Nooooo. Not the music. 

----after thoughts----

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

So Meryl is getting a newbie mimiking the start of the show. Wolfwood is nowhere to be seen. And Vash has forgotten everything again, other than the music again. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. This next season is going to be so damn painful. I cannot wait. I’ll probably watch the OG show and read the manga when I get the chance between other shows. 

Ominous closing is ominous. 

[peachmuses]

sociieties asked: “ no, i’m not dying my hair black. i don’t care how it looks, let them stare, the white is a large part of the appeal. why are you guys trying to nerf me? ” // og, vh vibes

satsuki nods. " yama-chan stands out. i doubt i'd've remembered him without it. it's not often that you see someone with white hair. " ryou shakes his head, " momoi-chan, you just don't forget people period. " she grins, " well of course not. " shuuzou rolls his eyes, " i was just wondering why you never thought to dye it before. i've dyed mine. it isn't life-changing. " " you were blonde, that's a whole different story. it's easier to go back to black from blonde than back to white from black. " " don't listen to them, baby. i think your hair is just perfectly fine. our nba team will have pinkish hair and be smart. " shuuzou lets out an aggravated sigh, before he's flipping his head down into makoto's lap. " curiosity is curiosity. nothing more. nothing less. " " if you want to ask why people don't dye their hair, " ryou starts, " lets talk about the miracles. they all have vibrant hair colours and you're not trying to get them to change their hair colour. "

[ursuscorde]

Sparks of Green & Gold

Terushima takes Yamaguchi to see the fireworks for New Years.

support it directly on ao3 here -> og work

WORD COUNT: 732

The dyed blond tugged the green-haired boy by the hand, laughing. His tongue piercing glinting mischievously from the low light.

“Yuuji!!” Yamaguchi squealed, the thought of falling face first racing through his mind.

“Trust me, Tadashi! I promise you won’t regret it.�� Terushima turned his head to grin wildly, canines bared.

The blond continued to pull the freckled boy, adrenaline coursing through both of their veins as they hopped over logs, ran through bountiful trees, dodged hanging spiders. Their shoes thumped against the ground loud enough to disturb the animals nearby causing the bushes to rustle and twigs to snap.

Yamaguchi did his best to keep up, all the while attempting to look at his surroundings. The wind’s hands traveled through his hair as it tickled the dyed white baby hairs on the back of his neck, stray sticks snapped against his bare legs. The light sting caused him to bolt forward, nearly knocking into Terushima.

“Careful now, we’re almost there!” Terushima cheered. He jumped for joy as they entered a small clearing just at the edge of a cliff. With an excited giggle, Terushima wrapped his arms around Yamaguchi and twirled him about, causing them both to erupt in howling laughter.

“Yuuji! Yuuji!” Yamaguchi’s head tilted back as he attempted to calm down his laugh. “Put me down, pleaaaase!!” He clutched onto Terushima’s shoulders, fearing what would happen if he let go.

After one last spin, Terushima gently placed Yamaguchi’s feet on the ground. “Better?” The blond smirked before kissing the top of his boyfriend’s head.

“Yes. Now what did you bring us up here for?” Yamaguchi rested his cheek against Terushima’s soft shoulder as he held the just barely shorter man in a warm embrace.

“The fireworks, obviously! They look the best up here, and you can see everything.” Terushima waddled over to a spot in the clearing, not wanting to let go of Yamaguchi’s hug. After slowly lowering to the ground, Yamaguchi sat between Terushima’s lengthy legs, leaning back against his built chest.

“Any minute now.” Terushima hummed, holding Yamaguchi’s thin, calloused hands in his own. Soon after he spoke, splashes of colour began to erupt in the night sky, casting a harsh glow onto those around it. The boom of each firework was nearly deafening as they dazzled the pitch black sky and made it into a sea of colour.

“Woah..” Yamaguchi’s eyes bore at the sky in pure amazement. “It’s gorgeous.” He mumbled, hardly able to form words.

“Yeah.” Terushima responded, breathless. But he wasn’t looking at the fireworks, no. He was looking at the one man who seemed to have captured his heart as if it was the easiest thing to do in the world. He used to be, what some would call, a wild bull, but Yamaguchi seemed to be the best rodeo clown in the world.

He was mesmerized by the light glinting off of his earrings, the way the glow portrayed the green-haired boy as a higher being. He was marvelous, and Terushima couldn’t believe it was all his. Yamaguchi turned around for a moment, eyes widening as he saw Terushima staring right back at him.

“Well, hello.” A loving smile spread across his face as he kept Terushima’s gaze. It was overflowing with love and admiration. Yamaguchi could barely grasp that it was aimed toward him.

“Hey.” Terushima brought his hands to Yamaguchi’s face and cupped his cheeks. Everything he couldn’t say was spoken through his actions. He loved Yamaguchi so much that he couldn’t form it into words.

Yamaguchi leaned into the blond’s palms, his cheeks squishing slightly. He closed his eyes, letting the warmth overtake him as the thundering sound of the fireworks filled his ears. This had to be heaven. Yamaguchi wished he could stay like this forever. All he needed was the pleasant feel of Terushima holding his face and the tender adoration sent his way.

“Open your eyes, Tadashi. You’re going to miss the fireworks.” Terushima pouted. Although he wished that he could stare at the stars sprinkled on Yamaguchi’s face forever, he didn’t want him to feel disappointed about not seeing the fireworks.

“Fine, fine.” Yamaguchi opened his eyes, opting to give Terushima a quick kiss before tuning his attention to the streaks of colour bursting in the black abyss. A soft smile spread across Terushima’s face before he joined Yamaguchi in watching the beautiful fireworks.

[nostalgic-pancakes]

Watching the starlings as autumn draws in

Summary: Tommy and his friends try on some skirts, and he reflects a bit on how they all got here. (It's a happy story) Title from September by Sparky Deathcap

Pairings: None! Platonic everyone (esp in irl fics_)

Read on AO3 (preferred place to read)

Word count: 2570

Warnings: None, except for surface-level references to the exile/prison arcs, but not much.

Other notes: I wrote this in a fit of madness last night in like three hours at 2 am, so i’ll probably edit it honestly but for now, enjoy! (If the CC’s ever display discomfort with this type of fic I will take it down)

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"WELCOME BACK TO THE STREAM, BOYS!" Tommy exclaims, rubbing his hands together as he starts rapid-fire answering questions about the stream, and the stream title from chat. It's funny, how over time, Tommy's come to see Chat as this one entity- an old friend. The nervousness of answering questions as a fifteen year old with nothing but a big personality, a twitch account and a copy of Minecraft is all but gone now, nineteen years old and happier than he's ever been.

Dreadfulzombie19: what are u doin this stream

"THANK YOU FOR ASKING, Dreadfulzombie19, today is gonna be a bit different, innit Tubbo?" Tommy raises his voice a bit at the end of his sentence, just loud enough for one of his flatmates to hear him. When Tubbo yells back an affirmative, Tommy turns back to his setup. Chat's gone a bit wild again, even though he, Tubbo and Ranboo have been living together for over a year now.

"Okay, okay, calm down chat- so recently I was at university, as usual right? And I had an eight AM class again, and… yeah I can see you all can relate."

"BUT! BUT! On my way back to the flat, I saw something really cool." Tommy hesitates in his speech to take a sip of coke again- his blood pressure's been acting up lately and watches Chat to wild again, asking him what he saw.

"Okay, so there was a shop- new place, which doesn't happen often this is fucking Brighton- and they sold skirts and dresses and stuff with adjustments for AMAB sizes!" Chat goes a bit bonkers, but Tommy's mod team- a little smaller than it used to be, now that he isn't the centre of YouTube or Twitch attention anymore, none of them are- are handling it, and pretty well.

"So I had to go, right? As many of you probably know, last year, I made the astounding discovery that gender-based stereotypes and expectations are, in fact, fake and I should not give a SHIT. And so I go in and look through the stuff- it's a really poggers shop by the way, and I find the perfect thing- it was the most poggers skirts and shit, okay? So, today's stream is going to have me wearing this pogchamp shit and wearing it right, with the help of…" Tommy ends his monologue by picking up the joke shaker-things that Phil had gotten him as a housewarming gift last year and indicates for his first two helpers to enter the office.

In walks his mother, face obscured from view as always, waving to the camera, and Wilbur, also wearing one of his only skirts for this occasion. Eret had taught him, on a phonecall in the skirt shop that week about the different types of skirts with a handy diagram. Wilbur's was a pleated circle skirt, brown to offset the bright yellow of his sweater and beanie, the same colour as his hair. It's very swoosh-y, so he's wearing black leggings with his regular shoes too. Motherinnit's also wearing her favourite skirt, a baby blue prairie skirt, Tommy thinks, and it's one he's seen fairly often.

Wilbur ducks down in order to show his face to Chat, and ruffles Tommy's hair while he's at it. Tommy's taller, but not by much, so Wilbur still fucking makes short jokes, That fucker.

Chat is now going so fast that he simply cannot read anything but some of the all caps messages and can barely make out some of the emotes.

"Okay, OKAY, CALM DOWN CHAT! WE HAVE TO GET TO FUCKING BUSINESS!" Tommy yells into the mix, like he did when he was sixteen and used the 'many people find me annoying at first' intro. Nowadays he just lets the content speak for itself. Anyone who wants to be here already is, by now.

Wilbur laughs a bit, and that hasn't changed at all. "Tommy, how is chat supposed to calm down if you're not calm?"

"I am their god!! They will obey via sheer digital willpower!" Tommy replies back, pretty zealously (What? An English Literature class is mandatory for his film degree, and The Great Gatsby by Zelda Fitzgerald is a good book, as are most of the other assigned ones. He's had entire conversations with Techno with just lit quotes and it drives everyone insane. Tommy loves it.) Chat seemingly has listened to his godlike abilities, with a few OG's spotting his half-quotation of one of Dream's last lines in the Dream SMP. The rest are spamming 'MOTHERINNIT'.

"If having a shitty magic trick book from a washed-up politician makes you a god, then what does that make me?" Wilbur replies, with one of Foolish's lines and swatting his hand at Tommy. Tommy swats back.

"Bitch" "Arsehole" "Shithead" "Fuckface" Wilbur finishes cheerily, as if this happens all the time. It does. Chat's used their antics now, four years of consistently making content together will do that for you.

Eventually Motherinnit reminds them both to get back on Topic, and Tommy goes back to facing the camera, addressing Chat directly.

"Today, my beloved mother, and my idiot brother-" "hey!" "And maybe my flatmates will be joining me to show off some cool as SHIT skirts! And a dress or two. We all have our selections, right?" Everyone nods in affirmative, even Tubbo and Ranboo. Though the camera can't see them. Ranboo's just come home from his final class, then. He should probably take the first hour back off, and judging by how Tubbo is forcefully judging Ranboo to the shower, he probably gets it. Tommy signs an affirmative to both of them, and gets back to the camera, where Wilbur's showing off all of his (very poggers) very stupid brown or yellow skirts. Tommy's are in cool colours, for fuck's sake.

"Oh yeah, Puffy just confirmed she'll be on stream! She'll be here in about twenty minutes, accounting for fucking traffic, and Niki' going to get onto VC after her own stream, what game is it this time?"

"GRIS." Wilbur answers.

"Poggers- she is the SHIT and will join us soon! So expect some QUALITY QUALITY content this stream!! Remember to not spam her chat to finish faster." Exclaims Tommy, even if it ends up as a light warning, as he picks up his own very poggers skirts from the extra armchair in his office to show the camera.

One is the classic red and white, mostly white but with bright red on the waist (elastic) and the bottom, and it reached to about Tommy's knee, if worn at the hip. It had no pleats, but the red bits were a very nice velvet texture, and while the skirt was heavy, it still had very much swoosh value, and pockets!! Big ones!! He slips the skirt on top of his jeans before entering camera view, the skirt visible in all its classic Tommyinnit glory, as he takes his place right next to Wilbur, who just took. a quick spin at the behest of several dono's., Skirt spying out from his lower shins all the way to his knee, making visible one of his (many) petticoats. ("What? It's cold all the fucking time here, Toms.") Tommy also makes a quick little spin, skirt flying outward, not upward, so it looks like he's hula hooping for a moment there. Lastly, Motherinnit spins around too, and while her skirts do not swoosh, she looks opulent, like she was about to go to waltz with the enemy, for whom she has a dagger in the back of her dress for. (He finished Anna Karenina and the Six of Crows duology within the same week and has not yet recovered. Jack Edwards is laughing at him as he thinks in his English Lit Graduate glory.)

It's fun, trying on different skirts- he and Wilbur accidentally bought the same dress at one point, which they paired up to wear, darting off into their respective changing rooms while giggling like idiots with their checkered blouses and the grindl skirts that Niki had sent over when she heard of this stream idea, laughing the whole time. Tubbo enters as dramatically as possible with Puffy, and while Tubbo looks really fucking good in his handkerchief skirt with embroidered bees and plain white shirt, it's Puffy who steals the show with an exact, real life version of her red banquet dress.

Fans from way back in the SMP, before Tommy had started branching out start going insane and are bringing back emotes Tommy wasn't sure were still available, but she is fucking stunning- deep shades of red and crimson, with slits on either side of her waist and all the detailing. She'd gotten the contact for her dressmaker through Bernadette Banner, Tommy recalls- she was so fucking cool when she streamed with him once, and gotten him to swear less and supplant those world's with bigger ones to intimidate instead. While he still curses like a sailor as part of his persona, it's less so and he does way less in real life these days, unless the situation calls for it. It's also just rude, especially in uni libraries, where he spends too much time these days wondering why he didn't read more as a kid.

Puffy's stolen his audience for a WHILE, and Niki coming on hasn't helped any, so Tommy exits camera view for a while to hug Ranboo really quickly- he's had midterms and has basically been dying all month.

Everyone on this stream- Tommy, Wilbur, Motherinnit, Tubbo, Puffy, Niki and Ranboo enter the camera frame after entering their dressing rooms for the last time on this particular stream, Puffy with full in-character wigs and makeup, Tommy in an Edwardian-Gothic reminiscent black and red dress, Ranboo in something he bought when he gap-yeared in Japan, punk lolita or something, Niki flaunting her pink in a Marie Antoinette style show of finery, Tubbo dressing in all green this time, something like a very deranged biology teacher who hasn't slept in days (Tubbo hasn't-Tommy has to get into that), Wilbur like a forest-nymph, all earthy tones and swishy fabrics and nature highlights, and finally Motherinnit, who hasn't changed but is here to take pictures as they all lean in together to fit into frame, as drastic as their height difference is. Niki is going to be edited in later, and everyone on the 'Dream SMP but nobody does Dream SMP and we're all fucking nerds' discord server is going to get a copy.

The stream wraps up there, after about two hours, and it's only about six in the evening- a far cry from the late nights and long hours from the beginning of Tommy's career, so everyone runs to their changing areas for the last time, into pajamas now, and packs away all of the clothes they wore, properly, as to not incense Karolina Zebrowska, and Jemma, Dan's wife, who would look at them disappointedly and nobody wants a sad Jemma because that means no cooing at their son. Also it just feels shitty.

Everyone huddles in Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo's living room, and they out on UP for like, the millionth fucking time (they still cry when Ellie dies), and Tommy is leaning into Wilbur's side and feeling his mum play with the hair in his very small, stubby ponytail he's developed by being in Uni as he and Tubbo intertwine their legs together and Ranboo rests his head in the tangle of limbs, playing with his fidget cube. Puffy stays on Wilbur's side, intently texting someone and smiling the whole while, and Tommy takes a moment to reflect (something he's been getting better at doing) on how the actual hell they all got here.

The Dream SMP was always going to end- everyone knew it, if course, they were the fucking writers. But by the time they did, not only were their respective brands too closely intertwined to just… sever that quickly, but they'd become too close to even want to. So the SMP discord never shut, even though Dream and George had planned it months ago, and they continued supporting each other with their interests. Wilbur made a lot more music solo, with his band and even just random ass streams where he practiced guitar for an hour. He kept playing Minecraft, but it wasn't his main focus. A bunch of people left. More stayed. YouTube left him alone.

Dream, George and Sapnap are still Minecraft streamers, but their YouTube channels are mostly blogs of them being poor excuses of adults with other former SMP members joining in sometimes. Tommy and the Dream Team were closer than ever, even though the seeds of their friendship had been sowed when they used to linger after heavy streams together, reassuring each other that none of that was true and that nothing like… that would happen in real life, because Dream had used real abuse tactics, and those still hurt unless immediately taken care of. So they were. It was a running joke that Dream was stuck at 99 million subscribers since nobody really wanted the face reveal anymore. The other Dream team members were doing peachy.

Phil and Techno were also still primarily Minecraft streamers, but they also released things like advice videos and mental health stuff, especially for relationships. They had a new scripted series where Tommy was a minor character. The dadza jokes were still as real, and yes, outside of streaming, both of them were lovely people and responsible adults (mostly). They collaborated with DanTDM and co a lot more now.

Puffy and Niki kept doing games, but did lots of different ones, testing point and clickers to triple A titles, and making it all fucking hilarious while they were at it.

So where had that left Tommy?

After the Dream SMP, he'd kind of had no idea what to do, and he was going to University for the first time, so he just… did whatever he thought would be fun. He learned about vintage fashion from the queens themselves- Mina Le, Bernadette Banner and Karolina Zebrowska and had fun learning how to sew for the first time, fixing and making his own clothes for the first time, clunky as they were, Wilbur had cried, genuinely, when he saw the Lovejoy shirts that Tommy had made for the band. He'd found a genuine love for literature in university, so Tommy started talking to booktubers and studytubers like Jack Edwards and Noelle Stevenson. Tubbo and Ranboo had joined him, fucking around in any YouTube niche they found even remotely interesting. Eventually, they all found a happy medium- a bit of everything.

Some people obviously weren't happy with that but Tommy was happy as he was, making what he liked with his best friend's, living together close enough to most of their friends (family) to have fun and drop in on one another at ass-o-clock in the morning to comfort, to laugh. His sub count hasn't gone up in a while- most of his audience is static, with about 80-90k online on a stream at any time.p

It was a nice feeling, to have carved out a space for himself and the people he loves, and be is so, so glad that he got this chance.

Looking at his mostly asleep family, Tommy thinks 'yeah. Life is good.' as the last thought before he sleeps.

[theshapeshifter100]

Wolf and Raven Chapter 1

Been a while since I’ve done anything like this huh? Further explanations will be at the end.

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Snow always seemed to dampen noise. Even though there was some wind to be felt within the trees, it could barely be heard. It gently tossed snow and teased the edge of furs belonging to a figure with amber eyes just within the treeline. Watched the shore, waiting, hoping.

A black dot appeared on the horizon, getting larger and larger every second until a raven landed on the shore.

The figure within the tree line shot to their feet and began to walk out, only to pause as the raven changed shape.

Standing in the raven’s place was a woman, dark skin and hair with feathers intertwined with a braid at front and across the scalp. Clad in black clothing with a raven’s outstretched wings etched across her chest, and in one hand held a Staff of Power. Raven’s Staff of Power, but this was not the Raven the figure in the trees knew.

The woman turned slowly, scanning the water and the treeline, pausing only for a moment as her eyes landed on the hider’s position.

Finally, the person in the treeline left, trying to appear at ease as she approached. In contrast to the solid black of the woman on shore, this person had silvery hair tied back in a plait that poked out of her hood, dressed warmly in grey and white furs. She pulled down the fur lined cloak hood, appraising the newcomer with amber eyes, while a curved scar ran across her cheek.

“Did Raven send you?”

The woman clad in black narrowed her eyes a fraction. “I think you will find that I am Raven.”

“I see,” the woman in furs glanced at the Staff of Power in Raven’s hand. It was a bit more ornate than she remembered, perhaps to emulate the new holder. “My apologies Raven. Thank you for answering my call.”

“If it was your call I answered, then you must be Wolf?”

“I am she,” Wolf inclined her head slightly. “Welcome to my home.”

Raven scanned the snowy treeline behind them, nodding ever so slightly, her expression carefully schooled.

“I take it you were not expecting me,” Raven said, unreadable eyes meeting Wolf’s.

“I was not,” Wolf answered honestly. “I knew your predecessor, I was expecting him, if he came at all.”

“I hope to not disappoint.”

“I am sure that you will not,” Wolf smiled. “Are your Warriors on their way?”

“Aye. They will be here within the hour.”

“Excellent,” Wolf turned her gaze towards the water. “Please do not be insulted by them having to complete trials, the Giants wish to make their judgements.”

“I was expecting it,” Raven nodded, followed Wolf’s gaze.

Wolf nodded, folding her arms and shifting her weight slightly. The water was still as glass, reflecting the clear sky perfectly. Yet the wind still whipped by, catching whisps of hair that weren’t caught in the plait.

“Your message was not detailed,” Raven noted. “It merely asked for the help of Raven and the Warriors against a threat. What is happening here?”

Wolf took a deep breath. “I will explain in more detail once the Warriors arrive, but simply, the land is dying, and I believe that, Nevar, is behind it.”

Raven stiffened beside her before nodding. “Nevar is trapped in a desolate realm, but he seems to be able to influence this world from it, and move between at times.”

“I have seen his demons,” Wolf’s face twisted. “Whether Nevar is physically here is irrelevant. I can feel him. Like a rabbit feels the gaze of a hawk.”

Raven glanced up. “I feel it also.”

“It is worse the further you go into the forest,” Wolf shifted her weight again. “I hope that your Warriors are up to the task.”

“They will be.”

 ---

Raven’s timekeeping was excellent. An hour later four canoes had been pulled up onto shore and 16 Warriors were assembled. They were split into four groups of four, dressed in red, blue, green and white. They were the Stoats, the Bears, the Lynx and the Hawks, respectively.

Raven stepped towards them.

“Warriors,” she spoke. “Welcome to the Wilds of the North. We have been summoned here to aid in a great peril. Nevar and his forces have reached this place, and we will need your help to remove him,” she turned to look at Wolf. “This is Wolf, the one who summoned us here, she will provide more information.”

Wolf stepped forward, eying the Warriors. They were young, too young in her opinion. However their faces were determined and they held themselves with great confidence.

“I have sensed Nevar’s presence within this land for several weeks, and have heard word on the wind that he and his forces have set up a fortress in the heart of this forest,” Wolf cast her arm back to gesture to the trees behind her. “At the centre of this forest stands a mighty tree, which is the beating heart of these lands. Recently a dark corruption has spread from the heart, poisoning the creatures of this land.

“The rulers of this land, the Giants, also fear. For they are connected to this land as any of the trees, and this corruption is weakening them. They are the ones who asked for me to call for help, and they will be the ones testing you. They cannot risk the impure of heart reaching the Heart Tree.

“More shall be explained as time goes on, but for now we shall proceed to the leadership trials. Follow me.”

Wolf began to walk into the trees and Raven followed, the Warriors in single file behind.

The Leadership trials were simple, one physical and one mental challenge for each team. Above them the trees creaked and groaned and Wolf could feel the Giants watching, judging.

The Leaders were selected and Wolf stepped forward.

“Congratulations Warriors, your leaders have been selected. Heed them well. Leaders, look out for you team, guide them well. The Giant’s Trials will begin tomorrow, so I suggest you get plenty of rest. I shall report back to the Giants, and reconvene with you all in the morrow. Goodnight.”

Wolf stepped away from the group, changing into a grey wolf before loping off into the forest.

Raven watched the Warriors set up camp until she noticed the purple glow coming the Raven’s Eye. With a quick excuse she walked into the trees, away from camp, and summoned Raven of Old.

A man in a black feathered mantle and black cloak, black hair and beard appeared from purple smoke.

“Is everything proceeding as planned?” he asked.

“The Warriors have arrived safely and have selected their leaders. They will be ready for the challenges that await them.”

Raven of Old nodded. “And Wolf?”

“She has been helpful. She is advising the Warriors and acting as liaison for the Giants.”

Raven of Old looked away briefly before looking back at Raven. “I suggest that you be careful around her. Do not trust her.”

“Why? Do you not trust her?”

Raven of Old levelled his gaze at Raven, eyes peering right through her. “She has betrayed me before. Keep your eye on her.”

“I understand,” Raven tilted her head ever so slightly.

Raven of Old nodded in approval before looking around the snow covered trees. “This is a strange land, with many enemies. I will do my best to gather information on Nevar’s forces from the desolate realm. Keep your wits about you young Raven, and may the luck of the Raven’s Eye be with you.”

“Thank you Raven,” Raven nodded, before Raven of Old disappeared in a puff of purple smoke.

For a moment, Raven let the mask slip, uncertainty flitting across her face before squaring her shoulders and walking back to camp.

Wolf meanwhile had run to the outskirts of the forest, where the trees gave way to the grey rock and scrubby grass of the mountain foothills. She sat for a moment, tongue lolling as she caught her breath, before tilting her head back and howling.

By the time the first echo had faded, the rocks in front of her had moved, shifting and twisting until they resembled one, massive, foot.

The sky darkened above her as the mountain moved, and a rocky hand lowered, each finger the width of a canoe. Wolf stepped onto the hand and settled in the palm as it rose up again. She shifted to human as the hand brought her higher, and stood up when the hand juddered to a halt.

A face loomed in the clouds, craggy lips as long as a tree was tall and eyes more than twice the size of Wolf’s head. The skin was the colour of the rock, in fact it was the rock. These weren’t mountains, but the sleeping Giants themselves.

“Reeeepoooort,” the Giant rumbled like thunder.

“The Warriors show promise, they have selected their leaders from the trials, and will be ready for the challenges you bring in the morning.”

“Aaaand the Daaark Oooone?”

“There was no sign of him. Your wards around the trials were effective.”

“Gooood. The Raaaaven whoooo iiiis nooot a raaaaven, hooooow faaaaress sheee?”

“She appears to fare well. She was not who I expected, but I will take what help I can get.”

“Gooood. Reeest liiiittle Woooolf. Theee fooorest groooows daaarkeerrr eeeaach daaaay.”

“I will. I know.”

The hand began to lower her back to the ground, and once down Wolf began to hike back to her own camp.

---

A/N

So, hi. Been a while since I actually posted something here that wasn’t The Watch AU related, huh?

It's not that I haven't been writing, just not anything that's finished, and you all know I don't like to start posting stuff unless the whole thing is finished.So, this is still fanfiction. This is fanfiction for the series Raven, from CBBC. If you've never heard of it, it's a medieval themed gameshow that I grew up with that aired from 2002-2010 with the og Raven (here as Raven of Old), played by James Mackenzie, and returned for 2 series in 2017-2018 with a new Raven played by Aisha Toussaint, with Raven of Old popping in in a similar manner to what was in this chapter.

This is going to be in the style of the story based spin-offs (Raven: The Island, Raven: The Secret Temple, and Raven: The Dragon's Eye), with less focus on the contestants/Warriors and more on the acted characters. I had this idea around 2009 and recently got reminded of it and wanted to make it half decent. Obviously when I first thought of this, James Mackenzie was still playing Raven all the time and there was not even a hint of Aisha Toussaint's Raven, but there you go.

Wolf is my OC in all of this, and the Giants and the Land to the North are my own concept, but Nevar and both Ravens are canon to the Raven universe.

Thank you to @fairyofsomething for reading this over for me!

Giant Speech not elongated

“Report,”

“And the Dark One?”

“Good. The Raven who is not a raven, how fares she?”

“Good. Rest little Wolf. The forest grows darker each day.”

[kookiesandbananamilk]

Harmony - Pt. 2

Summary: Being an idol was an entirely new experience for you, and meeting the famous Jeon Jungkook didn´t change that fact.

Words:  1756 (sorry It is so short, I am not sure anyone read these anyways) 

Genre: Smut (Im blushing of myself but I aim to please), Fluff

A strong urge rushes trough you to kiss him and run your fingers through his hair, but stunned by the situation all you could do was to stand there looking perplexed, Jungkook becoming more and more visibly unsure. How did this boy manage to go up on a stage in front of thousands and thousands of fans, hip-thrusting like his life depended on it, eye-fucking the fan-cams and make both men and women swoon over him, but at the same time sit here, nervously so on the edge of your bed, looking oddly like a nervous bunny.

Jungkook wasn't sure how to react to your standstill. Usually invitations for girls to go to bed with him ended with both panting after fucking multiple times. He looked down at his feet, black socks and slightly wiggled his toes. He scrunched his nose and bit his bottom lip. You couldn’t help yourself and the next moment you found yourself sitting on top of his, your lips interlocking with his, tasting the beer on his lips mixed with a sweet, unidentifiable taste. He is taken aback by you launching yourself at him and sits unable to move for a few seconds before intertwining one hand in the hair at the back of your neck pulling you from him. He looks at you surprised, making you blush heavily and cursing under your breath for making  such a bold move. He smirks, a smirk that sends shivers through your body, heating up your core, before pushing you towards him again in desperation and lust. You bite down on his bottom lip, giving it a slight pull, making him groan deeply.  

 He pulls at the back og your t-short tugging it over your head, The loss of his mouth on yours making you wince slightly. “This is a bit unfair”, you say looking down at your almost naked upper body, thankful that you had worn a simple but cute black lace bra today, and then at his thick hoodie. He hastily removes it and throws you down on the bed, laying on top of you, his growing bulge pressing against your core to provide some sort of release. He moved away from your lips leaving small kissed on your neck, moving down to your breast, his hands massaging one, his thumb lightly brushing your nipple under your bra. He pulls you up, unhooking your bra before launching it to the other side of the room. You laugh at the gesture, and he smiles proudly, before going down licking one nipple before sucking on it lightly, abruptly anding your giggling. He gives it a slight bite prompting a silent moan to leave your lips,  “Jungkook-ah”, you can notice him smiling, and continue placing kisses further down towards the waistband of your shorts, you pushing hips towards him in anticipation.

 «Eager baby?” He say giving your shorts a light pull with his teeth. He haven't even toughed you yet and you are already a moaning mess, raising your hips so he can easily rid you of your shorts and panties. He stands still for a few seconds admiring your naked body, letting the tips of his fingers trace the inner part of your legs, he leans down and places light kisses on your thighs, kissing upward, skipping the part you wish he would kiss the most with a mischievous grin, “jungkook-ah” you sigh in frustration causing him to brush his fingertips lightly over your core, and continues to kiss your hipbones, leaving small bites and kisses all over your skin, you breath heavily. “Baby, what do you want?” He asks in a low but stern voice. “Please jungkook…” you moan unable to voice your  wants, pressing your hips towards him, hoping for him to stop the teasing. “Say it sweetheart”, he says, ceasing all contact with your skin. “Please Jungkook, please just touch me baby” you wine, spreading your legs more and giving his soft, light brown hair a tug. Seconds later you let out a loud moan clasping your mouth, remembering that the others were watching a movie just down the hall. His tongue liking your slit painfully slowly, taking his time to savor you. “Baby, you taste amazing”, Jungkook moans, his blunt words causing your cheeks to flush. He sucks lightly on your clit, and you moan out in pleasure and pain. He uses his long fingers to spread you and eases one long finger into you. “Fuck, how are you this tight?” He murmurs against your wet core and moves his fingers slowly before easing in another, letting his tongue flick your clit between sucking on it, your body jolting. You grip the sheets and try to think straight, your hands frantically trying to get a hold so you could drag yourself back into reality,  buy the combination of Jungkooks hands and tongue makes it hard for you to even remember your own name. You find your core tightening and you press your hips towards his face to chase your orgasm, you loudly moan his name, fully ignoring the house full of people when it hits you, causing your inner and outer to shake.

 Jungkook lays next to you, a proud smile on his face, giving his lips a gentle lick before leaning into kissing you again, you reach down to grab his cock, and your fingertips barely hit his clothed member. Knock, knock, knock. Jungkook sighs in frustration, «Jungkook-ah» Namjoons voice seeps through the door. You frantically look for yoir clothes, flushing, terrified that he will come in. «We have to go now, Pdnim wants us back at the dorms». «Just a second hyung!» Jungkook yells back, taking  a few deep breaths before pulling on the white t-shirt he was wearing underneath the hoodie before giving you a small peck his lips still tasting of your wetness. He smiles widely, his bunny teeth visible and say «I guess we have to continue this another time», before hurrying out.

 When you decide to make an apperance in the livingroom an hour later the three girls were sitting there, Sunhee and Yeji watching some kind of drama and Inhye busy scrolling through SNS. «You missed the whole movie», Yeji said in a casual tone. «Anything interesting happened?» She cock an eyebrow trying to act uninterested but you know they all are dying to know. «Uhm nothing in partiqular» you say looking down, trying yo force your increasingly red face to stay a normal colour. «Stop lying! You are wearing his hoodie and your hair did not look like that this morning!» Inhye squeels throwing a pillow at you. «We might have kissed», you mumble, Jungkooks warm hoodie, smelling exactly like you imagined it would of warm cotton, washing powder, musk and vanilla, comforting you. The girls all started talking over each other, asking all kinds of questions about how it was and do you realize you kissed THE Jeon Jungkook. You just silently retreat back to your room, imagine the warm sweater being him holding you when you fall asleep.

 It was so unlike you to be this stupidly crazy over a boy. Yes, you definitely had been in love before, or at-least had crushes, but not like this, everything that happened during the next day reminding you of him. You didn’t even know if he even liked you. You had just met and had just slept together, well almost slept together, he probably did this all the time. Trying to seem cool and chill about it all and forcing your expectations to lower you turn of your phone to avoid texting him first. You had always thought of yourself as strong and independent and you were definitely not the type of girl to sit around waiting for a boy to call, but something about this particular boy made you feel like when you had your first crush in middle school.

 The next few days are uneventful, rather busy with dance practices and music producing and monitoring. You are tired and your whole body aches when you sitt in the sofa in your dorms with the other members. Your hair in a bun, wearing sweatpants and watching some drama on tv you dont really know what is about when a message plings into your phone.

 20.49 [Bunny]

Hey, Its JK, want to go for a drive or something?

 You are not an idiot even you know a drive means sex, even if you are a rookie you know that driving to a remote location often the only way idols are able to "date". But you can´t say you are too opposed to the idea. The thought of Jungkooks slim but muscular torso, soft lips and sweet smell is enought to induse a delishious tingle in your core unlike the way any guy has done before. You have often found yourself daydreaming about what that boy could do in bed, only to come to your senses and worry that you had drooled all over the place. You take a deep breath and answer his text with a yes.

 20.55 [Bunny]

Ill pick you up in thirty.

 A little more than 30 minutes later you find yourself sitting in a luxurious mercedes, the leather seats making your skin stick to the seats making you curse yourself for wearing such a short skirt. You look out the window nervously using your fingertips to smooth down the hem of the skirt even if it lays perfectly to begin with. Jungkook is talking about his day and practice and his voice and slight lisp when he gets exited about something is comferting and strangely familiar and makes your heart beat at least at a normal speed, even though even his presence, his soft smell of vanilla and some kind of spice you cant really pinpoint that fills the air is enought for you to forget to breath at times. When you stop at an intersection Jungkook lays his big hands on top of yours, which are nervously fiddeling with your skirt. You hitch slightly, the softness of his touch catching you by supprise. "Hey", he says smoothly, his voice, crystal clear. "Dont be nervous". He laughs slightly moving his hand upwards, his slender fingertips only slightly caressing the skin of your exposed arms and softly grabs the hair in the nape of your neck. "Relax noona", Jungkook says with a michevous smile biting his lower lip to hold back a smile, seing your mock offended face and suffering from a few light, playfull punches to the shoulder

[adaine]

tag game

thanks bb @brooklynbabybucky ilysm

LAST…

drink: raspberry peace tea

phone call: the b*nk

text message: emerson 

song you listened to: i’m listening to the smartphone hour rn

time you cried: hmm a few weeks ago in montana

EVER…

dated someone twice: nope

kissed someone and regretted it: no kisses for me

been cheated on: no

lost someone special: yeah. my grandpa but it was 2nd grade

been depressed: oh yeet

gotten drunk and thrown up: nope

favorite colors: ever favorite colors doesn’t make sense but green and black

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU…

made new friends: yes!!!

fallen out of love: lmao nope

laughed until you cried: yeah i’m a messy bitch

found out someone was talking about you: no solid proof but yeah lmao ik yall aint slick

met someone who changed you: my friends at college really changed me but i met them like a year and a week ago but i didn’t know them well at all at first so i’m counting it yes

found out who your friends are: yes lmao i have

kissed someone on your facebook friends list: nope

GENERAL

how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: almost all

do you have any pets: not anymore rip benji and pierre the real ogs

do you want to change your name: nope

what did you do for your last birthday: my dad and brother came out a few days before for thanksgiving and then all my friends forgot about it lmao but we ended up eating expired cake together

what were you doing at midnight last night: trying desperately to go to sleep bc i had to be up early today (didn’t fall asleep till 2am)

what is something you can’t wait for: everything w my study abroad specifically the sigrid concert and the skam convention, going back to laramie

what are you listening to right now: pitiful children

have you ever talked to a person named tom: yeah lmao that’s my cousin’s name. it’s also the name of the white gay guy who lived on floor 12 last yr and dropped out for his rap career

something that gets on your nerves: people touching me w their f**t

most visited website: discord bc i have the computer app but i use the site instead lmao

hair color: brown but i currently have parts of it dyed blue

long or short hair: medium but i’m never cutting it this short again bc my sister told me i looked like lord farquaad

do you have a crush on someone: yuppppp

what do you like about yourself: my brain i guess like the intelligence part tho not the mental illness part

want any piercings: a cartilage piercing would be cool but i won’t do it bc i can’t even keep my normal earrings in consistently

blood type: no idea

nicknames: jules

relationship status: single and lonely!!!

zodiac: sagittarius

pronouns: she/her

favorite tv shows: skam, dark, la casa de papel, sense8, andi mack, ik there’s more but also i hate watch half the shows i watch so lmao some used to be my faves but now i’m bitter

right or left handed: right

ever had surgery: no

piercings: just normal ones, one on each side, probably nearly closed

sports: soccer and softball from preschool through 8th grade, basketball 1st grade and then 4th-8th grade

vacation: i think last vacation was my fave place on earth, glacier ntl park

eating: we had portillos yeet!

drinking: last non-alcoholic drink was what i said before but i had malibu and grapefruit juice the other week yummie

about to watch: nothing tonight but i’ve been watching cloak & dagger and tabula rasa

waiting for: september 29 when i leave for england

want: to see my friends

get married: please!!!! i want this!

career: bioelectrical engineer but also being an author would be dope on the side

WHICH IS BETTER

hugs or kisses: i’ve never been kissed so hugs i guess

lips or eyes: eyes

shorter or taller: taller

older or younger: choices that make you go hmmm (but i am friends w more younger ppl and i’ve had crushes on a few but not like way younger gross)

nice arms or stomach: stomach bc mine uglee

hookup or relationship: relationship

troublemaker or hesitant: troublemaker i need excitement

HAVE YOU EVER…

kissed a stranger: nope

drunk hard liquor: yeet

lost glasses: lmao yeah but bc i wear contacts usually

turned someone down: yeah my friend asked me out over email in 6th grade deadass

sex on the first date: that would require two things to happen that i’ve never done so no

broken someone’s heart: don’t think so

had your heart broken: in a friendship context yeah

been arrested: no

cried when someone died: yeah but not at the time like after

fallen for a friend: lmao yep. i’ve also done it in the opposite order where i’ve fallen for someone and my lack of flirting ability made us friends

DO YOU BELIEVE IN…

yourself: sometimes

miracles: meh

love at first sight: i guess

santa claus: no

kiss on a first date: yeah 

angels: no

OTHERS

best friend’s name: Amanda

eye colour: blue

favorite movie: romeo + juliet

favorite actors: tarjei sandvik moe, lisa teige, natalie portman, mark hamill, alfie enoch

tagging whoever bc im a failure

[pan-xichen]

things I think about a lot

- bi-curious Lance

- Shiro using his galra arm to heat stuff

- stars catching in Keith's eyes and making them Sparkly™

- Keith's galra genes kicking in and him growing taller than Shiro

- the team finding a group of Alteans all frozen in cryopods on an evacuation ship like Allura and Coran were; they're all alive and well and start living on the ship with everyone

- the team all going back to the space mall and Lance buying Allura something sparkly

- Shiro not liking his white hair and Keith buying a bunch of different colours of hair dye for him, including black but also pastel and neon colours; Shiro starts changing the colour of his floof every two weeks

- an episode in which the team decides to take a break on a peaceful planet and they go to the beach (it probably doesn't go as planned nothing ever does)

- Keith and Lance starting a splash fight in said beach episode with Shiro eventually joining Keith and Hunk joining Lance, then Pidge and Allura joining in on their own team, but the clear winner ends up being Coran as he single-handedly soaks everyone at once; they make him a trophy and he loves it

- the Blade of Marmora finally getting to rest

- Shiro enjoying building pillow/blanket forts

- Keith and Shiro being mistaken for a couple by some aliens and Lance never letting them live it down

- genderfluid Lotor

- Zarkon and Haggar somehow being "cured" and dying anyway because they were supposed to die thousands of years ago and they're currently zombies; they're buried side by side on a planet with no dominant species where their bodies will remain at peace

- Lotor turning against Zarkon, not so much to help the paladins but for his own gain, and begrudgingly having to try and enlist their help anyway; if they agree he tries to command them but Keith is like "oh fuck no we just have a common goal we do not answer to your ass" and Shiro has to hold him back

- Pidge getting a Rover 2.0

- Kuron having a serious existential crisis when he learns he isn't Shiro and the team turning on him because they're hurt and think he's at fault

- Keith standing up for Kuron because he knows what it's like to find out you're not what you thought you were and have people you love turn on you for something you can't control; also because Shiro was the only one who didn't treat him differently when they found out he was part galra and even though Kuron isn't Shiro parts of him still are

- Kuron being cut from the galra altogether and allowed to be his own person; maybe he becomes VLD's incarnation of Ryou

- what if Kuron is not Kuron and is the real Shiro??? what if everything has been a lie this whole time?????

- wHITE PALADIN SHIRO

- Keith and Shiro as co-leaders

- the real antagonist of VLD is probably that pinkish purple monster the OG team fought at the end of season 3 and it’s controlling Zarkon’s corpse (the eyes) and Shiro’s arm is Definitely connected to it somehow and I am Very Scared for him

- MORE AU EPISODES MORE AU EPISODES MORE AU EPISODES GIVE ME HALF-ALTEAN KEITH/AKIRA OR GIVE ME DEATH

- the Alteans in that alternate reality were really similar to the Knights Templar in Assassin’s Creed

- what if Keith is a time traveler/dimension hopper and he’s been through most of what’s happened before/all of what’s happened before but lost some memories when he traveled/hopped? what if he made some kind of really bad decision and everyone but him died and he found a way to fix it? what if it has something to do with why he’s so insistent on catching Lotor? what if “as many times as it takes” means “I’m going to repeatedly travel through time/realities until I get this right and you and everyone else survives or until I die trying”? what if in order to prevent everyone else’s deaths in that circumstance Keith gives himself up in the end? what if everyone died the first time in that hypothetical circumstance because he did choose Shiro over saving the universe???

- what if Keith’s choice that separates him from the rest of the team in season 4 has something to do with Shiro/Kuron?

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Supreme Dark Camo Camp Cap

British retailer The Idle Man has teamed up with DJ Ross Wilson to sell off his frankly ludicrous personal Supreme collection. While the £1,000 basketball may be out of reach, you can settle for this: an adjustable camouflage cap complete with the streetwear label’s iconic logo straight from the US of A.

Buy Now: £50.00

G.H.Bass Winter Penny Loafer

The loafer is somewhat of an unsung menswear hero, but with preppy looks failing to fall out of style, this could be the year the underdog becomes best in show. For a year-round option, look to the OG name of stylish slip-ons G.H.Bass and the brand’s new winter penny style, which packs a thick EVA rubber midsole.

Buy Now: £135.00

A.P.C Benny Denim Shirt

Cult Parisian brand A.P.C is already a leader when it comes to denim down south, but it’s also a dab hand up top, too. Take the Benny shirt, which is made from premium Japanese vintage cotton chambray and finished with mother of pearl button fastenings. No seriously, take it.

Buy Now: £149.00

David Beckham House 99

We aren’t embarrassed to say it, Becks is a beautiful man – a hat-trick of hair, face and style. So, naturally, we’re excited about the launch of his very own grooming line. Produced in partnership with L’Oréal and inspired by British barbershop culture, the House 99 range contains 13 products including moisturisers, cleansers and styling products.

Buy Now From: £15.00

Mango Striped Unstructured Blazer

Suits needn’t be stuffy. Like Spanish brand Mango’s unstructured take on the sartorial straitjacket, a looser fit can serve your off-duty wardrobe well, with a cleverly deployed pinstripe drawing the eye up and down for a more flattering shape.

Buy Now: £69.99

Belstaff Origins Collection Flux T-Shirt

You only need to look as far as Belstaff’s new Origins collection to see how the brand has amassed an army of fans ranging from style gods to actual god (well, the pope.) With a focus on lightweight, high-performance materials, the line-up includes pieces like the Flux T-shirt, which is cut from a technical jersey and finished with the Belstaff logo on the sleeve.

Buy Now: £85.00

Filling Pieces Lay Up Icey 2 Flow

The style world owes a great debt to basketball. Maybe not for sleeveless jerseys, or over-the-knee shorts, or sweatbands, or…you get the idea. But certainly for footwear, particularly high-tops, which is what inspired Dutch label Filling Pieces to create this slam dunk pair of kicks.

Buy Now: £245.00

Hanro Night And Day Cotton-Jersey Pyjama Set

Pyjamas aren’t just for five-year-olds and guys who smoke a pipe. Slipping into some seriously stylish sleepwear is one of the best ways to wind down before hitting the hay. Not to mention, they stand you more chance of having your bones jumped than a grubby old T-shirt and sagging sausage skin underwear.

Buy Now: £105.00

H&M Cylindrical Sports Bag

The merits of a good gym bag cannot be overstated. Aside from the fact it keeps your sweat-stained squat shorts away from your after-work shirt, it allows you to let everyone know you’re on the train to #Gainsville without having to shout about it. We’re rather fond of this barrel-style carrier from H&M, not least because of the price.

Buy Now: £24.99

Selected Shharval Trousers

Well-fitting smart trousers are just one of the essentials you’d be wise to incorporate into your wardrobe. This handsome pair from Danish label Selected Homme are constructed using a textured fabric, meaning they’ll work just as well while you do during the 9-5 as on the weekend worn with sneakers.

Buy Now: £36.00

P.E Nation Up Shot T-Shirt

Founded in Australia in 2016, P.E Nation describes itself as an active-meets-streetwear brand. What that means is if you decide to take a detour on the way to the gym (to, you know, anywhere but the gym) you won’t look out of place in one of the brand’s performance pullovers or technical T-shirts.

Buy Now: £80.00