#i love explosions

[5t1nky-p1nky]

Can I explode you

yes please

[frowningfox]

fun fact,

if I don't change weapons between each hunt in monster hunter, I will die irl

[magicicephoenix]

i finally finished reading I see you, Sundrop! by @shirajellyfish and IT'S SO GOOD I CAN'T BELIEVE IT TOOK ME THIS LONG TO FINISH IT RAAAAAAA

i will be gushing about it in the tags but here's a lil animation i made based on the below paragraph in chapter 6 that gave me such a strong mental image that i had to make it real :)

[witchinatree]

if jon wore glasses (he absolutely did) what if, during the wax museum explosion, the lenses shattered and blinded him

doctors said he would never see again (doctors said he was dead tbh wtf) and everyone martin was super worried

and then he woke up, opened his eyes and looked right at basira and georgie, with green eyes that he did not have

basically this is just like the brown to green eyes thing except his brown eyes were destroyed with the rest of them and his green eyes were the least human part of him

[luchaaa]

find a man who's love language is also an obsession with blowing things up

[birdy-babe]

Some things that really BREAK me about The Scene™️

The way Blitzo doesn’t hesitate for a SECOND to run after Stolas when he realized he was walking out the door

The fear in Blitzo’s eyes when Stolas said goodbye

Additionally how scared Blitzo looked here when Stolas said “you don’t have to stay with me” thinking Stolas was kicking him out

Blitzo begging Stolas to give him a second chance

Stolas being SO fucking soft and gentle when explaining to blitz why he got him the crystal. His neverending unconditional love and support of Blitz and his business.

“I want you too. I want you to stay here with me- because you want too. Only if you want too”

The anguish when he realizes (or thinks he realizes) that blitzo doesn’t feel the same.

Blitz CRYING in front of Stolas because he’s losing Stolas

[technically-human]

Part two of the reverse verse is here! The reverse boys meet the original boys. They're not really getting along as well as I had hoped...

Again, this was a commission for @i-am-as-normal-as-you-are and they asked for angst/funny vibes... I think it's mostly just angst though. Oh, well...

Part one

[lobo-cansado-de-ojos-rojos]

I can take it I promise 🛐🛐

Source here!

[madamemiz]

saw a post recently about the sun and moon fandom and how non-selfship content is rare, and how that's frustrating, and it struck me, like... how rare that is. genuinely in all my 20ish years in online spaces, i've never seen a fandom that not only welcomed selfship but actively encourages it, when usually the rule of thumb is that it's tolerated at best and despised at worst

so why is this fandom so selfship centric?

the answer is a combination of factors, of course, but I think it was mostly just a perfect storm of the right character with the right traits at the right time. many people between about 23 and 33 were and still are experiencing intense childhood nostalgia that's being perpetuated by online culture and various media, often through a distorted or slightly unsettled lense. the daycare attendant is fun! they're childish, but decidedly not children. they're not human, unattainable in reality, but plausible enough in the age of ai that they make you ponder. they make you long to nap and play and color and do all the whimsical things you wish you could take a week off from your dull job and do! but there's something... off about them. an element of danger that's intriguing. they're dangerous, but what if they aren't to you specifically? or, if they are, what if they overcame that, just for you? what if you were worth it?

people our age are lonely, and if not, often working through issues they didn't have time to contemplate in their teens and early 20s because they were still living throigh the issues. younger people too, of course, but it's especially rampant in the aforementioned age group. past college and college friends, too caught up in work to make new ones. if the dca really clicked with you as a character, it's kind of fun to imagine what it would be like to hang out with them. what if they were your friend? what if they were more?

which leads to my last point--cringe is dead and we stomped on its corpse

maybe it started with a few people drawing a y/n with the dca, and wow the art is cute! who's the cute jester character? ... is that a self-insert? huh. and then more people join in. is that allowed? yes! and the crowd cheers for it too! the right people drawing the right character dynamics at the right moment, drawing others like a moths to a strange robotic flame

ultimately, the fandom attracts so much selfship because that's the bedrock, the foundation the rest of the fandom built its home on. almost all of the common tropes and characterization have roots in selfship fic and art. the dca's popularity very much kicked off from that, and seeing other people using them as an outlet for their loneliness, friendship, romantic or sexual desires, or even just for creative character and plot setups that are only tangentially related to canon actively encouraged others to join in, in a way that could only happen while riding the funerary coattails of cringe culture

it's very much a lightning in a bottle fandom, the likes of which i doubt we'll see again for a while

[purrvaire]

I'm having a moment

[solacebean]

The Goat

[fisherrprince]

Instead of writing a fanfic like a normal person this oneshot turned into two separate, contextless things,

[orangeheliophile]

"Peaches."

(Bakugou x reader)

Warnings: cursing.

Fluff, established relationship, second year! Ua students. Reader calls Bakugou 'Kacchan.' Reader is a bit silly, and Bakugou is utterly in love with his adorable creature.

What happens when your boyfriend starts calling you a nickname after finding you devouring your favorite fruit?

Katsuki has never felt so much cute aggression in his life. And it's all your fault.

Of course, you were the most precious thing on this earth. There is no doubt about that. Your big eyes that look at him with love are absolutely gorgeous. The way your nose scrunches when you try not to sneeze or when you ramble about your day. And whenever you show him that smile, he melts on the spot.

But one day, when he gets back from patrol, he is absolutely baffled to see you like this.

You're eating peaches. While wearing fuzzy pink, Hello Kitty pajama pants. And you're wearing one of his skull shirts. His skull shirt. And it doesn't help that you have the most adorable expression on your face while having your mouth slightly covered in peach juice.

How dare you be so loveable?

He smiles to himself, leaning against a wall in the common room as he watches you munch on the tasty fruit. His arms cross, feeling his heart thumping as he coos when your cheeks look like a chipmunk from stuffing your face with the fruit.

He doesn't dare ruin the moment, chuckling and grinning when he sees you pour honey onto the bowl of peaches. You smile to yourself, kicking your feet in joy as you're completely oblivious to your boyfriend admiring you from afar.

He can't help it, putting a hand over his smile as he gushes over your cuteness. You have a content expression on your face, cheeks full of honeyed peaches as you waddle slightly side to side while sitting on the couch. You lean back, holding the fruit bowl in your hands as you dance happily in peace.

His cheeks start to hurt from smiling too much. You look absolutely ethereal. The sun shines from the windows onto you, providing a soft golden aura. You seem at peace. Something that you hadn't felt since after the war.

You're about to take another big bite of the fruit, your eyes wandering around as you freeze in horror when your gaze meets his. And the bastard chuckles when you do.

He thinks you look adorable, eyes wide, and your jaw dropped as your hand holds the peach in front of your mouth, about to take a bite before you saw him stalking admiring you.

You tense, feeling embarrassed as heat creeps up your cheeks and you gulp. The boy smiles playfully, tilting his head to the side as his smile turns into a small smirk. You clear your throat, turning your head away as your free hand rubs the back of your neck.

"How long have you been watching?..."

"That's not important. What's important is that how cute you fucking look right now."

He teases. Blush rushes to your face, hanging your head low as he chuckles and walks towards you. Yeah, dying feels nice right now. You think.

Katsuki flops down onto the couch, his beefy arm wrapping around your shoulders as he cheekily pulls you closer to him before you can squirm away. You squeak, feeling shy, awkward, and embarrassed as he smirks and props his feet up on the comfortable couch. "Oh, c'mon, peach. Don't get shy on me now."

Wait, what? What did he just call you?

You huff, turning your head away as you pout and lean away from him. The blonde laughs at this, grinning slyly as his arm slides down to your waist and squeezes your hand a bit with his hand, rubbing circles slightly on your exposed skin.

The action makes your heart flutter. Not only did he catch you. He made you feel embarrassed and awkward. The nerve of the handsome stupid bastard. "Don't call me that." You huff, crossing your arms.

The blonde raises his eyebrow, chuckling as he dips his head into your collarbone and flops down on top of you. Making you fall onto the couch. With his stupid heavy muscles crushing you. And his caramel and toasted coconut scent filling your nose. The nerve.

"Hey! You're crushing me!" You groan. Katsuki snickers, squeezing himself underneath your croosed arms as he wraps his own around you and gives sloppy kisses onto your neck and collarbone. You squeal dramatically, lazily trying to slap him away as he entangled his legs with yours and snuggles into you.

"Deal with it, peaches. I'm not going anywhere for a good fucking days."

You whine at his words, acting dramatic as he merely laughs and wiggles his way up, taking the air out of your lungs as he squishes his cheek against yours, nuzzling your faces together. You deadpan. Not only is he suffocating you, but he's trying to act cute. And it's working. Why is it working? Oh, right. You love him or whatever.

"Why must you call me peaches?" You ask, dread in your voice as you regret your recent life choices. The blonde snickers at your misery, stuffing his face into your chest as he speaks in a muffled tone into your chest. You sigh, shaking your head as you gently tug his hair up so you can see his face.

He smiles slyly, chuckling as he raises his eyebrow in amusement and leans forward. You smile a bit, thinking he's going to kiss you, but no. He bites your cheek instead. The cannibal of a boyfriend.

You yelp, surprised by the sudden action as your hand is trying to push his face away. Katsuki grunts, grabbing your wrist as he places it on his cheek so you can caress his face. Your eye twitches as you slap his forehead lightly while he frowns at your action.

"The fuck? You're supposed to be loving me, not doing this shit." He barks, huffing as he nips your nose. You pout, and unknown to you, his heart swells at your adorable face. "And what are you doing, huh?" You accuse. He scoffs dramatically, rolling his eyes and shaking his head in disapproval before biting your cheek again. "I'm showing you my love, dummy."

This time, it's your turn to scoff dramatically. He grunts at your scoff, disapproving your disapproval as he grabs your wrists and places one of them in his hair and the other on his shoulder blade. You squint, staring him down as you debate if you should give him head scratches and back rubs. He stares at you, waiting for you to do what he wants as he bites your cheek again.

His nose presses against the side of your eye as his teeth stay on your skin as you both look at each other dead in the eye. He blinks once. You blink back twice. He grunts, you huff in annoyance. He scrunches his nose in disbelief. You raise your eyebrows as a yes.

He can't believe you just refused to give him affection.

This earns a scowl from the boy lying on top of you. So he does the next best thing, attacking you with his love. Until you die. Of how much you love him.

He smashes his lips onto yours, blowing raspberries onto your mouth as you squeal and squirm. He wraps his arms around you tightly, straddling your hips as he squishes you tightly against him. You slap his chest and stomach, putting no effort into actually hurting him. How annoying.

He pulls away, catching his breath as he smirks at your angry adorable pout. You're too cute. He wants to just eat you up. Hands cupping his cheeks, you lift them, squishing them as he grins and nuzzles into your touch. You sigh and shake your head, not knowing what you did to deserve him as you wish you could return him to his mother. And as if Katsuki could read your thoughts, (He does. He knows you better than you do yourself.) He snickers.

"Aww, don't be mad, peaches. You're stuck with my ass forever. So get used to it." He muffles, attempting to speak while kissing your palms. You groan, letting his face go as he falls onto your chest with a soft thump. The nickname is silly. But it makes your heart flutter for some reason.

"Do you really have to call me that, Kacchan?" You deadpan, hands flopping to your side as he snuggles himself into you. He glances at you, a small but genuine smile appearing as he wraps his arms around you and laces his fingers with yours. "Of course I do. You're my fucking princess."

Ah, now you remember why you choose to love him.

Your heart melts, face softening as you smile back at him while feeling your face heat up. You sigh, giving in as your hand wanders to his fluffy spiky hair and plays with it, the other one holding his hand tightly. He hums in content, wrapping his arm around you as he shuffles closer to your face and kisses you softly.

You grin, melting into the kiss as the blonde drinks your smile while resting his forehead against yours. He pulls away moments later, opening his eyes as he nuzzles his nose against yours. Cherry red eyes gaze into your mesmerizing ones, as his pupils dilate, and he whispers affectionately to you.

"My adorable creature."

You whine. And there it is. Must he ruin the moment? You kiss and cuddle him more, anyway. And he dies from cute aggression.

I'm happy with this one :)

Tell me if you have any requests, by the way!

[linktoo-doodles]

cabinetduo

[loverln]

i just saw someone say the ONLY thing they would change about the MHA ending is that they would have ochaco replace katsuki in the “cmon deku” scene.

regardless of ships this makes no sense for the narrative. that scene is meant to have the “reaching out” between katsuki and izuku come full circle.

if you really believe that then you didn’t absorb a massive overarching ideal in MHA and missed the point of the story.

also bkdk canon *mwah*

[grubloved]

i think finnstr is delightful to me because in a lot of ways he is single handedly reintroducing everybody to being a transvestite as like, a thing. to cross-dressing as a lifestyle. nobody could look at this guy and tell me he's not a little bit queer -- he's definitely not standard model -- but our modern taxonomy doesnt have a spot for him: he isn't trans (in its current definition), but he also isn't really cis.

it's interesting because it was only relatively recently that transvestitism got shoved out of the official rainbow flag. our modern definition of trans as just "transgender" is a reduced capacity of what it was just ten years ago, when "trans*" was often used to mean "transgender, transsexual, transvestite, genderqueer, nonbinary, etc".

i think the main "party line" of the marriage equality movement being "we should be allowed to be weird because we were born this way, we don't have a choice" did some major damage but one of the most significant was definitely the removal of people who do "have a choice" from the "community" entirely. transvestites got kind of entirely booted, and people fight about whether bisexuals or asexuals should be allowed because they "have a choice to blend in". finnstr does have a choice, but he keeps making it. why should that preclude him from being queer?