#he’s so baby boy fr

[basically-an-anime-stan-acct]

This smile though 😍✨ so baby boy of him fr

[sorrowfulrosebud]

Hic, sob

Katsuki keeping his bouncy baby boy swaddled to his chest doing domestic shit around the house :(

Katsuki doing chores whilst you’re out doing errands, leaving papa and baby for some quality bonding time :((

Katsuki heaving his chonky baby to his massive chest, letting out small smiles every time his monster of a baby lets out a squeak :(((

Katsuki blowing raspberries onto his baby’s cheeks and feeling his heart rip itself in half by his baby’s laughter :((((

Katsuki trying hard not to bite his son’s cheeks due to cuteness aggression when he rests his head against his daddy’s cheeks and snoozes away, not a care in the world as he conks out for the day :(((((

Katsuki placing gentle kisses on his son’s head as he lays down on the couch with him to nap too, big beefy chest being weighed down by his snoozing boy :((((((

Part 2 for this

[bakudekublogblog]

the way katsuki just IS izuku's first love drives me nutty. like he just had a big ole crush on him with his huge-ass heart eyes and he chased him around with maximum puppy-love smitten energy

[tenshi-agerasia]

in-universe alien stage mechanisms and the use of colors in round 7 (a luka & till rant ft. mizi & hyuna)

it's generally agreed that alien stage can be interpreted as a metaphor for the kpop industry, and as someone who did tons of studying (because of my 3d fav) on how performances work in c-ent, i noticed some things on my nth rewatch of blink gone

meta-wise, the colors in the mv are green (to represent till) and purple (to represent luka). this combo works really well for the song, but is there an in-universe explanation to the lighting? yep:

take a look at the scoreboard. even in-universe, green represents till and purple represents luka. taking the idol theme more literally, we can also assume that these are their official colors. i went back to the TOP 3 video and well well well guess what appears during luka's part

the lightsticks, the projected neon signs, the same kind of mask (?), the stadium lights. we can reasonably assume that this purple is luka's official fan color and represents support for him.

and guess what color almost all of the crowd is repping during round 7 through lightsticks and masks?

that's right, overwhelmingly purple. don't forget that the winners of each round of alien stage are decided by live in-house voting, and audience members will always be biased towards who they're a fan of. remember that luka is insanely popular and already won a season, so his fanbase would be larger, more developed, and more devoted.

till was, for a lack of better words, cooked. he was doomed to lose from the start, because how can a few of his fans outvote the majority?

i've seen some people theorize that the result was rigged, and i completely disagree: you cannot fake support on this large of a scale. "oh, but the color of the lightsticks are controlled by the organizers" then explain the masks, a clear fandom symbol

also, from my experience in survival shows, vote counts in the final round are usually hidden until the results are announced, which explains the wobbliness of the scoreboard bars like they're inflatable tube men in front of a car or mattress dealership.

an alternative explanation to the lightsticks is that it represents the current vote, but i'm not inclined to believe this theory because, again, the masks. like real-life idol performances, i think that this is just a show of support from the audience.

back to the meta: mizi's appearance in the crowd is a reinvigoration of determination in till, and in terms of color, she is a break of bright green among the sea of purple. she not only stands out because she's someone he loves, she is visually a breath of fresh air for him.

do you think, in those last moments, he was not only happy to see her alive in front of him but to also see her wearing his color?

in this part where they're reaching out to each other, the pink-purple light that seems to be shining from mizi is representative of how she's a beacon of hope for till. in-universe, however, till is just moving towards the audience, the close proximity of the lightsticks illuminating his face with color.

mizi and till are surrounded by this vibrant purple, a symbol for luka. even with mizi's more pink-ish radiance, they are literally in his territory, at the mercy of the system that he has been through and learned to play along with.

the same can't be said about luka when he sees hyuna again:

the warmth of his fan color disappears, replaced by a colder indigo. the audience, his fans, the aliens that he knows how to use to keep himself alive mean nothing to him right now. it's this cold feeling of shock that makes him so unsure of how to react.

in this moment, he is no longer luka the performer, luka the idol, luka the twice winner of alien stage—he's just luka. he's vulnerable to emotion, an unfamiliar thing, and he's so painfully human.

luka: (sees hyuna) holy shit it's you... mizi: till is literally dying behind you luka: this ain't about him

another detail: these shots were never shown in the mv so i'm assuming they're taken by in-universe cameras (see the red flashes in the audience), especially because of the angle (downwards pointing perspective)

[turtleblogatlast]

One of the biggest things that makes me see Leo as trans is absolutely the size of his carapace in comparison to his brothers’.

And I’m not talking about height! I’m specifically looking at his shell here, because when you compare him to the others, particularly Donnie who is nearly the same height as Leo, it’s very clear that Leo’s carapace is much longer in proportion to the rest of his body.

Like - standing side by side, even though Donnie is shorter his carapace ends noticeably higher up than Leo’s does. And I like this not only because it really helps push the idea that Leo could very likely be trans (or intersex!), but it’s also just a fun design difference between them.

(It also lends way to future scenarios of Donnie eventually getting taller than Leo, but sitting down still has Leo being the taller one haha.)

[mamawasatesttube]

bruce characterization is so hard because he really has been written all over the place. generally i try to think of him as a man who really does mean well, but whose drive for justice and unprocessed traumas can blind him to his shortcomings and lead to him inadvertently hurting his children. i also think that comics are a medium that doesn't usually lend itself well to character growth, because they to maintain a certain status quo to keep telling stories from, and so the bruce in my mind would honestly develop and learn from his mistakes a lot better than canon bruce actually does, because for someone who espouses the values he does, it makes no sense for him to completely stagnate, right. he's a puzzle you can put together in a lot of different ways and it's fascinating but also can be such a pain because of all the different books writing him in so many different ways, but characterizing him solely as an asshole is just boring and reductive imo...

...but all of that said i still think if martha kent ever found out how he talked to kon in sb94 #85 or in those issues of batgirl '00, she should be allowed to beat his ass with a pitchfork. yknow?

[laz-kay]

Tomorrow:

[basically-an-anime-stan-acct]

He’s just so… 🥵😍

[smallest-moon]

your honor im just simply in love with every version of him ♡

[thecrowsart]

👁️🦎🎯

(crops under cut)

[basically-an-anime-stan-acct]

Welp gotta add the newest illustration to the list of Gojo pics that make me feral. 🫠

I mean look at him with his sweets and his smile… and those eyes 😍🩵🤍💙✨

Honestly these pics are doing things to me 🥵🤤😍 he’s just so… kawai and kakkoii and… I LOVE HIM 💙🤍🩵

[sorrowfulrosebud]

𝕮𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖙: Katsuki and Keiko spend their first Father’s Day together

𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖗𝖊: tooth-rotting fluff

𝕬/𝕹: this is like 2 days late but oh well lol

The sun filtered through your blinds, casting you and your husband in an ethereal glow. You stirred at the beeping of your alarm, before grinning as you realise the day. It was you and your husband’s first ever Father’s Day, so you had the day jam-packed with activities.

Katsuki grunted in his sleep as you soothed him by playing with the ashy blonde dandelion fluff that is his hair. Sleepy eyes cracked open slightly before smiling at you.

“Mph, g’morning beautiful,” he yawned as he pulled you closer, nestling his head against your chest. Gentle hands threaded through his hair.

“Good morning handsome, how did you sleep?” You asked him, basking in his sleepy nature.

“Eh, it wasn’t horrible. God, those physio sessions better start working soon because my back is killing me,” he grunted, fighting sleep.

“Why don’t you go back to sleep, baby? Get some more rest and let me and Keiko take care of you today?” You smiled at him. Katsuki cracked an eye open before smirking slyly.

“What, you and the brat gonna pamper me today? Bring it on!” He let out a yawn as you continued to play with his hair.

“Fucking hell baby, your hands are magic,” he muttered tiredly. He delved deeper into the duvet and you tucked him in, patting his back until he delved back into blissful slumber.

Today was gonna be the best day for him, you were gonna make sure of it.

You softly padded into your baby son’s nursery, careful to miss standing on his arrangement of toys. He slept peacefully in his adorable cot, no thoughts or worries as he snoozed away. Upon hearing your footprints, his breath-taking (E/C) eyes fluttered open as he showed you a gummy smile. Chubby feet supported his weight as he bounced up and down in his crib, desperate for some morning cuddles.

“Good morning my handsome boy! Look at you, already to go!” You cooed as you picked him up, blowing raspberries into his chubby cheeks, earning a happy giggle. You pretended to be grossed out by him and held him at arms length, causing more giggles to be let out.

“Well, we can’t make daddy breakfast in bed when you stink! Come on, mister. Time to clean up!”

After cleaning up your stinky baby, you dressed him up in a tiny dynamight costume, leaving the eye mask until later. You couldn’t stop cooing at your son’s cuteness and saved a variety of photos to send to Mina.

You heaved Keiko to your waist as you began cooking Katsuki’s breakfast; grilled salmon, a bowl of miso soup alongside some rice and a cup of strong Colombian coffee. Keiko burbled as you cooked, trying to stir the soup but splashing some on you.

“You’re a messy pup today, son! This breakfast is for daddy, it’s not for me to wear!” You giggled as you tickled your son, creating a symphony of happy laughter.

Upon the cooking being completed, you arranged everything super neatly on the table before placing the card Keiko made him in playgroup in a bag, as well as his gift.

“Why don’t we go wake your daddy up, hmm Keiko? Let’s show him the breakfast you made him,” you asked, heart pounding in excitement when your son held your hand. His face erupted into beams of pure light at the mention of his father’s name, babbling happily and bouncing his little legs.

You managed to arrange everything neatly, including managing to get the eye mask and fake gauntlets on an increasingly fussy baby desperate to see his father.

“C’mon Kei, let’s wake him up,” you whispered as you held your son’s hand. You pushed the door open as Keiko let out a happy yell at the sight of his dad.

Katsuki had been awake for at least half an hour, listening to your laughter but decided to pretend to be asleep for your sakes. His eyes opened in surprise at his son in his costume, ego swelling and eyes pricking.

“Baba!” Keiko attempted, reaching to grab his father’s face. Katsuki swooped down and grabbed him, causing Keiko to let out a massive laugh as his daddy pretended to eat him.

“Look at my little hero! That’s a pretty cool costume, Kei! I’m sure the original wearer is just as handsome as you,” he smirked confidently, making you shake your head and try to suppress a laugh.

You walk over to your two favourite boys, giving each one a kiss.

“Happy Father’s Day, baby. Me and Kei are gonna make it the best day ever,” you murmured into his ear. Katsuki grinned and murmured back

“It’s already off to an amazing start.”

Katsuki let out an impressed puff at the sight of breakfast foods spread across the table. Keiko babbled in his father’s buff arms, wiggling to be let down.

“Jesus friggin’ Christ babe, this looks…” he tailored off, happy grin polluting his face. You smiled in relief; you were so glad he liked it!

“Well, dig in my love! Keiko and I made everything from scratch,” you took Keiko from Katsuki’s arms and placed him in his high chair, tickling at his chubby ankles. You alternated between feeding your baby and feeding yourself; Keiko demolishing every small bite of fish and baby food.

“How is it baby?” You turned to ask Katsuki, giggling as you catch him shovel a large portion of rice into his mouth.

“Ish fucking delicious,” he drooled, savouring every bite.

“You and Kei must have worked really hard on this,” he smiled, poking at his chunky baby’s tummy, making him squeak in happiness.

“You deserve it, Ki. Eat up so Kei can give you his present!” You ushered him to eat, giving your baby the last of his food and hoisting him out of his high chair.

“Ma’am yes ma’am,” your husband playfully saluted as you gently smacked his arm in earnest.

After breakfast was cleaned away, you pulled Katsuki and Keiko into the living room. Katsuki sat on the couch as you pulled Keiko to the other side of the room.

Your knees groaned as you kneeled down, handing Keiko the small gift bag.

“Why don’t you go give your daddy the present you made him?” You asked excitedly. Katsuki full expected his son to start crawling as he usually does, but his breath hitched in his throat as his baby took a shaky step. And another, then another!

Keiko was soon toddling to his father, gift bag in tow and huge proud smile on his chubby face. Katsuki couldn’t believe it; his son could walk! He lifted Keiko high into the air, just before he would fall.

“When the hell did you learn this, eh?! Did you plan this?!” He looks back at you, pride flushing his face. You nodded back, tears of joy remaining unshed.

“Mhm! We’ve been practicing this for weeks, haven’t we bubba?” Keiko laughed in response.

“Open his gift!”

Katsuki set his baby on his knee and opened the delicately wrapped bag. Inside, a colourful amalgamation of air-dry clay consisting of Katsuki’s hero costume palate resting inside.

“I-is this-?” He looked at you astonished. You nodded and grinned tearfully again.

“Yep, the teachers at Keiko’s playgroup asked us to send in photos of the fathers and helped the children sculpt you all for a father’s day! Didn’t he do such a good job!” You joined your husband and son on the couch, wrapping your arms around your family.

Katsuki hugged you both tightly, kissing Keiko’s pink cheeks and your temple. Your heart fluttered at the small sniffles he let into your hair.

“Please don’t cry, Suki! You’ll make me cry you sensitive old man,” you giggled as you let out a small sob. You were so proud of your baby boy, and judging from Katsuki’s reaction, he was too.

“I love you both so fucking much, don’t you ever forget that,” he sobbed quietly. He never imagined that life would be like this; being your rival in first year, to friends, then best friend, then in a relationship, agency partners and eventually married and with child.

Keiko burbled confusedly at his father’s tears. He thought this day was to make him happy, not cry! He let out a big puff and yelled with his whole chest the one thing he constantly heard you say to his father.

“Dada! Wub you!” Keiko determinedly yelled to his father, causing him to snap his head towards him in shock. Katsuki gaped like a fish as he looked towards you, only to see a mirrored image of temporary petrification.

“What did you say, bubba? Say it again, say it again!” You exclaimed excitedly.

“Wub dada! Wub dada!” He exclaimed, basking in the amazed looks between each other. His chubby cheeks were attacked with kisses as he giggled happily.

“Did you teach him this too?!” Katsuki asked joyfully. His son’s first words were him expressing his love for his father, on the day celebrating him no less! You shook your head quickly.

“No, the little guy must have picked it up from us,” you say, tickling Keiko’s neck.

“Mph, phuck!” He giggled out, expecting the same reactions as before. You both completely froze, before you glared at Katsuki.

“I, er, uhhhhhh-“ he garbled out, trying to find the words. You rolled your eyes in contempt.

“Keiko, you can’t say that word. And Katsuki, get yourself ready. We’re going out for a Father’s Day event at Sato’s bakery,” you scolded, bringing Keiko to get changed.

Katsuki only looked at you both with pure love.

God he fucking loved his family.

[yaoiadderall]

this is stiles and isaac. to me

[b1tchyboyxd]

HE'S JUST LIKE ME FR!!! 😭😭😭

[sampilled]

doing a lot of thinking about how scared sam was as a child

in the pilot we learn sam left hunting, not because he wanted normal but because he wanted safe.

in a draft of the pilot script, sam says he doesn't want to help dean find john because he "just stopped having nightmares" (obviously taken out because it would contradict later plot lines with sam having nightmares about jess dying but i wish they had replaced it with something similar because i think a lot less people would think of sam as selfish if we had got to hear it)

we also get this scene in 1x04

this is four episodes into the show! sam has been back in hunting for a month? maybe? and he is already having nightmares about the job again (and while dean tries to act tough, sam sees straight through him and knows that he's scared too)

hunting again is bringing back bad feelings that he thought he'd left behind but at this point, he is motivated to find his father and avenge jessica so he pushes through his fear, as a kid he didn't have these things to fuel him. he was just this sad lonely little child who was terrified out of his mind about all of the evil in the world that he should have been sheltered from!! terrified that his dad and his brother were going to be killed anytime they were out of his line of sight!!

in conclusion, i could've raised him, i could've kept him safe

[nuclearnerves]

that one post thats like "tumblr name a woman challege (impossible)"