#he can hold my hand forever

[kimmie2me]

Lingering Hold

Imagine you’re navigating the bustling streets of Tokyo with Izuku, trying to keep up with him as he gently tugs you along. His hand is warm and steady in yours, making the packed, fast-moving crowd around you feel a little less overwhelming. You can feel his callouses against your palm, and every once in a while, he gives your hand a small squeeze, almost like he’s checking in to make sure you’re still there.

Finally, you both step out of the crowd and reach a quieter corner of the street. But Izuku doesn’t let go. His gaze flicks down to your hands, a faint blush on his cheeks. You glance up at him, waiting for him to move or say something. Instead, he just looks at you with a soft, almost shy smile that makes your heart race.

“We’re, uh… we’re out of the crowd now,” you point out, teasingly, but you don’t make a move to let go either. Izuku clears his throat and laughs softly, scratching the back of his neck with his free hand.

“Ah, yeah, I know,” he murmurs, looking away for a moment. But his fingers curl a little tighter around yours. “It’s just… I don’t mind holding on.”

[mellosghosts]

this is how their little brains work methinks

[thefreshprinceofjunes]

Do you remember before? We stood facing each other on opposite sides of that door. Now we stand side-by-side. Let's go home together this time.

[arsenicflame]

It's a time-honoured tradition- every time Sam comes across Izzy (and Ed) in their travels, he asks Izzy to marry him. And every time, Izzy turns him down.

At this point, Sam is asking more for the sake of it than any belief Izzy will ever say yes, a remnant of childhood dedication touched with 30 years of heartbreak and regret- though even now, a small part of him still holds out hope. Sam's promises have only got more extravagant over the years, from a job as his first mate, to a captaincy, a fleet at his command, a whole fucking island if that's what Izzy wants- but he knows it isn't though, not really. If Izzy was ever going to agree to marry him, to leave his life and go with Sam, it wouldn't be for anything Sam could offer him. Izzy never did care for flashy shows of wealth, for a ship or to be captain. The only thing that ever mattered to him was loyalty given, and loyalty shown in return. 

It all comes to a head after Stede left and came back, after Izzy lost a toe, lost his leg. Sam hasn't seen him since before things with Ed started to really slide off the rails, before stress permanently set into the lines of Izzy’s face. So, when he sees a dishevelled man with a hoof for a leg in a no-name port, he doesn't even consider the idea that he might know him. It's only when he turns towards him, and Sam catches a glance at those oh too familiar tattoos, he realises this is Izzy, his Izzy, that stands before him.

Knowing Izzy's discomfort with pity, he doesn't treat him any differently than he would in years gone by, positioning himself in Izzy's line of sight before approaching and sweeping him up into a bone crushing hug. 

“Israel-goddamn-Hands!” he exclaims, as Izzy grumbles back a begrudging “Samuel-fucking-Bellamy”, a tradition almost as old as their friendship itself. Izzy might not hug him back, but he can’t keep the corner of his mouth from twitching, just for a second.

(If Sam holds Izzy a little tighter and a little longer than usual, well. That's his business)

By the time Sam lets go, most of the crew has appeared in the town square, drawn in by the commotion. They may have given Izzy his leg and welcomed him as one of them, but still there’s an underlying tension, with nobody quite ready to set aside everything that happened before the Kraken. Seeing him cosying up to an unknown man sets everyone on edge, unsure whether to come to their first mate’s aid, or to assume that they've been betrayed once again.

When Ed sees that the yelling was Sam, his hand goes tense where it's held in Stede's. He knows the routine, has seen it more times than he can count, but as he watches them part he realises that this is the first time in a long time he's unsure of what Izzy's response will be.

Knowing that something’s different, knowing that Izzy's feeling vulnerable already, Sam doesn't go for the same flashy proposal he’s been giving for years. He doesn't promise Izzy the world, he doesn't cause a scene (or, any more of a scene than he already has, anyway). He looks at the fractured man in front of him, takes his face in his hands, and says the exact same thing to him he said when they were little more than boys. “Israel, I have to ask you. I know what you'll say, but I have to try. Come with me. Marry me and sail away with me. I'll keep you safe”

And Izzy… hesitates. He glances over at Ed, at Stede, and says to Sam “...We’re staying in port for a week. Ask me again then”

That's the moment Sam knows there is something deeply, horribly, wrong. He's not just looking at an Izzy who got seriously injured in a fight and is struggling to cope, this is something so much bigger than that- and that Ed has something to do with it. Izzy wouldn't even be considering leaving if he didn't. Whether it was negligence or something more sinister, Sam doesn't yet know, but he intends to find out.

[cicerfics]

Listen, I see Bond as a person who is deeply, fundamentally, self-sacrificially loyal to everyone at MI6 who is loyal to MI6. If they are loyal to the organization, Bond is loyal to them! He will kill and die for them! He will place himself between his colleagues and dangerous individuals! He is very livestock-guardian-coded!

It's just...his enthusiasm for this task varies based on the individual in question. For some (Mansfield!M and Q), he is only too happy to kill and die for them. He is vibrating with the desire to eliminate all threats to their person, and looking for opportunities to fling himself into danger on their behalf.

But for certain other people, like Skyfall/SPECTRE-era Mallory*, Bond's attitude is more like, "...I will kill and die for you, but I won't be happy about it. 😒 It's rotten work. Especially to me. Especially if it's you. I'll do it, but Jesus Christ."

All this is to say, I really want a fic where Mallory has been abducted and Bond (very effectively and efficiently) rescues him, while make it clear the whole time that he views this as a tremendous imposition. Like, he's going to do an absolutely A+ job of rescuing his boss, but he's going to complain about it the whole time.

He's going to sigh so heavily as he cuts through Mallory's bindings and removes his gag. He's going to shake his head so condescendingly as he takes down the baddie standing guard so he can secure Mallory's escape route. He will be bringing this up during every argument he and Mallory have in the future, and he's already making that clear.

Does this fic exist already? Someone please throw me a link if it does.

*As per usual, I am choosing to ignore what NTTD did to Mallory's character

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

A very self indulgent tatted and pierced up Ichimatsu thas it

[bacchuschucklefuck]

love thinking kipperlilly spends her afterlife looking for lucy in a familiar forest

[transmechanicus]

The HRT has killed a lot of my normal everyday experience of sexuality but fortunately it has revealed a second, much much weirder sexuality underneath.

[mayhaps-a-blog]

You know, I'm not convinced that Charles actually likes Crystal as more than friends.

They're obviously good friends - Charles likes Crystal's snark the first day they meet, and is sympathetic to her issues; she in turn challenges him in ways Edwin doesn't, and he can talk to her about things he doesn't talk to Edwin about.

(I suspect he's afraid Edwin won't understand, like with his anger at being dead, or would feel hurt or even jealous, like with his parents - Edwin's being very dead and all. They're both very clearly afraid of losing the other, although it's played out more obviously from Edwin. Crystal breaks that stalemate - she needs them, and isn't going to leave over Charles's issues or Edwin's masks.)

But he starts flirting before they even really know each other, based just on "cute girl = flirt". And he never really escalates past that - he's not pushing for closeness, he's earnest in his attempts to help but there's no sense of desire behind it. He doesn't talk about her when she's not around, doesn't sigh or smile or make eyes at her or anything, except for the occasional "oh right, flirting!" moment. When he kisses her, it's in reaction for her demand for something real - and it seems to catch them both by surprise. Once they're "together", he's ready to kiss whenever they're alone, but easily accepts Crystal's request to just be friends.

Charles says that what he misses most about being alive is kissing (that and spaghetti :) ). Even when he kisses Crystal, he admits he can't feel it - it's only in his head.

I don't think Charles actually has a crush on Crystal. I think he misses being alive, and all the things that come with it - flirting and kissing and being a 16 year old boy daydreaming about the prettiest girl in class. I think he saw Crystal, a girl his age who was 1) alive and 2) could see him, and was so excited about the possibility of something that he jumped right in with both feet.

Crystal, meanwhile, feels like she's on the nicer kind of rebound - Charles is nice, and sweet, and backs off when she says no, unlike her abusive ex. He's a safe person to get back in the game with and feel good dating, and can help her learn to trust again.

Give them a few months and they'll figure it out. Once the novelty wears off, they'll both realize they're just fine as friends, and move on together :)

[drawbauchery]

a beautiful perfect boy has been delivered to my door......

[helluvabunch]

"it's a trauma response" and "it's a shitty way to treat someone" are not mutually exclusive btw ✨

[ravenxbones]

and here’s the last of my fab four revamped designs!! i knew i needed to leave ghoul for last because 1. he’s my favorite and it would motivate me to get all of them done and 2. i knew his tattoos were going to be a challenge so i wanted the rest done first :]

the only new addition to his tattoos is the little bunny with a bomb on his shoulder, with thanks to my friends on discord who suggested a bunny for a filler piece, and to mikey @/sparklingtapwater because he’s done a similar design before so the inspo is definitely there 👍 for a (nearly) complete rundown of all his tattoos, here’s a post i made about it!

and of course, plain version under the cut for clearer details and colors!

[butterflieswhisper]

hiiii ^^ beastlife fishie analysis. spoilers ahead. etc etc

okay so. the main point of this is simple. I don't think the salmon head cursed c!fishie. Explaining that is the harder part I think. also i'm going to refer to the salmon head thing in e5 as "the incident" from here on out because frankly i think it's funny

Let's start with the incident. The big day. etc. What happened? Why did it happen? Obligatory third questioning statement? Well. She was gifted the salmon head for her birthday by kiwi(or like. someone in the kiwibird system. -bird system. the birds). Immediately upon receiving it she relives parts of season one and fishie herself doesn't really acknowledge it. The other players definitely notice but im not caught up enough in any other pov yet to like have thoughts on that I'll come back to that point someday. Fishie seems shaken, sure, but she moves on so quickly, especially considering what happened just there. 37 seconds of standing frozen, unresponsive. she recovers in 5 seconds. And seeing how she reacts later on to realizing the memory situation--if she was aware that happened, she would probably be concerned by it. She puts it on for a brief second at the end of the party and takes it off immediately. She's otherwise normal -- well. as normal as she is otherwise up to that point. Because that is also how she acts with pretty much any salmon head, even just kiwi herself.

I raise: Episode one, about 8:20 in. The slow zoom on kiwi as the static overtakes every other noise. This is the *exact* same behavior displayed when fishie receives the salmon head, albeit without actual concrete old video footage style flashbacks. In episode two (28:55ish) the same thing happens when she looks at the salmon head in moch's house, but this time there is technically a flashback -- kiwis grave. Fishie moves on immediately and doesn't acknowledge her behavior at all, and, seeing as it is fishie, im inclined to believe that means she does not know she is doing it. Fishie (when alone) will discuss all of her problems in immense, and usually misguided detail (bestie i promise kiwi doesn't hate you???) to the audience and/or herself. I mean she's not alone in episode one, and it is technically presession, and i guess getting struck by lightning is a decent distraction from your problems, but in episode two? She is completely alone. There is nobody with her. She went looking for moch and moch is not there. She still doesn't acknowledge the fiveish seconds she is completely frozen. This happens again and again with kiwi and salmon heads.

And then that leads you to e5. The incident. She's. well. she's doing worse. 0:50. "This will distract me if i leave it up." This is the first mention from fishie herself about how fucking weird she's being, and even then she doesn't seem concerned. I think she does not realize she's being so so incredibly weird about it. If the static and freezing is what's referred to as "distraction" then keeping it in her inventory makes it worse actually so it wouldn't really make sense unless the way it is distracting her is NOT the. well. whatever the fuck is wrong with her (affectionate). After she puts the head on there's the static all the time but for a short brief amount of time she's like significantly more normal and i don't really know if that means anything i just think it's really funny.

And then we all know what goes on during the incident i'm not analyzing this video frame by frame. um. i could. but i am not going to right now. And then she has the conversation on the table with kiwi where she like is normal for 5 minutes. Like genuinely the most. i guess stable? fishie's thought process is is like in the moments directly after the incident. She is immediately understanding with the antikiwi situation, they come to an agreement that they're like. okay now. "thank you for everything and im so sorry i couldnt do more" / "it was short, but it was nice" "i knew what i was getting into when i married you" etc etc and then they kind of rush it at the end because people won't stop dying. But then fishie is fishie and takes it in the complete opposite extreme (from. um. whatever was wrong up until now. to "oh kiwibird must secretly hate me because" and then there's no real good reason she's just like that) and it's also an issue. And i think the season two memory thing is also a part of that but this is so long already and so i'm not going to get into it rn. So bringing all of this back to my original point: the salmon head was not the cause of the curse(?) because she's been so weird all the time forever and the salmon head thing was just like. an effect. of whatever went Wrong(tm) in the season transition. like the head was a vessel to Be Worse about it but i feel like it would have worked with any salmon head she got her hands on and that it happened to be kiwico was a coincidence and also that the head wasn't cursed at all there's just something deeply wrong with fishie s3 in general and uh yeah 👍

I'm so sorry this is so disjointed i had a thesis statement and everything. alas

[vaguely-concerned]

I was just ambushed within the turbulent halls of my own mind by some headcanons about rye ingellvar's childhood that did 15000000 points of psychic damage to me and my heart personally and also made me almost sure of how I want to play it all at the end (very very differently from how I imagined going in!). some 'oh holy fuck this changes everything' rocking my own world bullshit going on in my neurons right now I'm reeling

[chaomother]

Omgomg Shadow and his scared darling on a trip/mission together and darling is always walking behind him with a stiff body language and he's just deep in thoughts

"Such a weird behavior..... so weak this one, so... fragile. I haven't even yelled at her, let alone attack them or spar with her. Pity, and here I thought I had a challenger....

..I want this one. This one is mine. I'm the only one she's afraid of for no reason and no one else, I make sure of that. This one is my property now. This is my little lady right here. I'll make sure you never have to feel actual fear ever again"

[use of 'good girl']

the sensation of a shaky hand grabbing his shoulder knocks shadow out of his ruminations, and he cranes his neck to discern you behind him. "what is it, [name]?" he asks, watching with his predacious gaze as your ears twitch.

"um, i just wanted to thank you for coming with me...!" you tentatively express the words that've been lodged in your throat since the beginning of this lengthy trip.

although, in the first place, he had the option not to. you still don't understand why he chose to join you; but even if you were still apprehensive towards shadow, you were still appreciative to have him by your side. his inordinate strength and intelligence would indisputably help you.

a soft 'tch' sound escapes from his clicking lips. "i don't need your thanks," shadow retorts, "i do need you not to weigh me down. so stick close, stop walking behind me."

"oh!" you audibly squeak, feeling increasingly more aware of your own sense of sense. you shuffle your feet a little faster, setting beside him⁠—but still a beat behind his pace.

fuck, how weak you are... he loves it, he loves it, he loves it.

stopping dead in his tracks, shadow glowers at you in congruence with holding his hand out. he's wordless, the ravening appetite smoldering in his gut pervading into his chest with its unfamiliar heat.

you gulp, slowly extending your hand and sliding your palm into his own. this was weird, you thought...

"good girl," he drawls, intertwining your fingers together; sealing your fate with him forever.

[yappacadaver]

Tiny creepy fuck reloaded for my blog