#i like this ship more than like any ship in forever

[sainteclectic]

+ personally I don't care for cjshipping discourse? if your hms are brothers that's one thing, but i feel like the "chonny would feel weird if they kissed" argument kind of positions romantic relationships as uniquely More than other dynamics. it places romance on the top of the hierarchy as something that would be inherently deeper and thus more wrong than them being like... friends who cuddle?

what's the difference? none of my posts are "shipping" in a romantic sense, but why does the word "ship" have to exclusively refer to romantic relationships at all? a qpr is still a relationship. friendship is a relationship between people. undefined relationships are, obviously, a relationship. so why can't those be shipping too?

if you see them as family or are just personally uncomfortable with their relationships being romantic, that's fine! I don't see them as dating either! cultivate your online experience as much as you like, genuinely. but romance isn't above or more intense than other types of relationships. y'know?

[clowningcrows]

not sure if i’m projecting or crazy or stupid or just actually incredibly good at characterization but will graham is extremely ethel cain coded 2 me

this man would drunkenly listen to strangers on repeat on his bathroom floor and bawl his eyes out while murmuring along to, “i tried to be good, am i no good? am i no good? am i no good?” while thinking about abigail and alana and beverly and and and….

[jadelemonadee]

thinking about evil kingbury

[edenfire]

🌸💙 "and, oh, there are butterflies making their way into Nitori’s chest, now." 💙🌸

I know i don't talk about it much, but i am a huge sucker for soutori🥺💗

this was inspired by a fic called Tender by roktavor on ao3, and omg it just gets me in the heart every time I read it😭😭😭

this author also has a soutori fic called Yours to Hold and it's sooooo cute and fluffy and sweet!! i highly recommend it🥰💗💞💞 (maybe I'll draw art for that fic too🫣 we'll see)

[dashiellqvverty]

insane that there is finally an actually good and interesting and believable straight couple in an avatar-verse story and they’re not even actually together

[hoziersong]

saying stuff in the tags <3 to avoid confrontation <3 yay

[moe-broey]

Like how are you gonna be romance-repulsed while essentially functionally being a self-shipper. This IS a trick question but also it is undeniably an unfathomably stupid position to be in. And Yet

[nerdy-hyperfixations]

Sorry to be a hater but this is how I’ve been feeling recently

[unproduciblesmackdown]

maybe bsol is that time jen tepper mentions when she was so upset about a review of a show of joe's that she broke a glass (&/or threw it out a window)

[bfdifan26]

what burner ships do you ship

spraykit

[clumsycapitolunicorn]

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[rivilu-2-electric-boogaloo]

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[devourerofdoves]

Being a nonsharing yumedanshi with arguably the most popular character from your yume's series is hell. I'm in the trenches. I'm fighting for my life over here. I need to kill myself

[dashiellqvverty]

i will just never understand being Like This about a ship. girl why are you bringing mickey into this this isnt about him! he's not even here!

[tea-of-destiny]

terra kingdomhearts voted most likely to be suffering from "guy in his early twenties" syndrome

[seumyo]

another new year with bakugou katsuki.

One more hour ‘til the New Year.

“So,” you started, “we’re about to ring in another year. Guess I’m stuck with you again, huh?”

Bakugou paused from tidying up the scattered toys in your shared bedroom. The gears in his head need a moment to get to processing.

“Hah?”

“It’s just hitting me, you know? I’ve been putting up with you for how long now? Feels like forever.”

A scowl immediately made itself known in his lips, unsure if you’re joking or not. “The hell are you gettin’ at?”

You tapped your chin as though deep in thought. “Maybe it’s not too late to return you to your parents. They probably miss having you around, anyway.”

“You’re jokin’.”

Bakugou’s eyes blink dumbfoundedly.

“Does your parents have a no-return policy?”

His voice dropped to a grumble, and his brows furrowed. He finishes tidying up the toys and joins you on the bed, cuddling close to you (even if he doesn’t consider it cuddling, moreso invading your personal space—but you’re his wife, so he gets a pass).

“As if. You think you can just ship me off like I’m some Amazon package? No way in hell, dummy. You’re stuck with me.”

And I’ll gladly be stuck with you for eternity, he finds himself wanting to say but refrains from doing so.

“Stuck with you, huh? That’s a bold statement, Katsu. What if I do want to send you back?” You laughed softly.

Bakugou snaked his arms around you, pushing himself impossibly closer to the point where you could tease him for being too clingy, his lips tugging into a pout he’d never admit to. “You can’t. You said yes when I proposed. You walked down the aisle. You said ‘for better or worse.’ That’s on you.”

You smiled, combing your hands through his hair. It may appear all spiky and rigid, but you’ve learned that it’s actually fluffy and soft—definitely well taken care of.

“I don’t remember that part. I think you dragged me down the aisle, all grumpy and scowling.”

“I didn’t drag you anywhere. You were practically sprintin’ to get hitched to me.”

“Was I?”

“You were,” he scoffs, but it’s soft, as if thankful of the fact. “And now you’re mine forever. No refunds, no returns, no exchanges.”

The sound of your laugh is something that’ll never get old to him. He could play it on repeat and never choose to turn it off.

“Forever’s a long time, Katsu.”

“Forever’s not a long time when I get to spend it with you,” he says. It’s the truth, and he can never bring himself to lie to you. Not now, not ever.

Because if anything, Bakugou Katsuki loves with his whole heart, puts every piece of himself in the things he does and has done, and he’ll be damned if he ever lets you settle for anyone less.

“Spend it with the little brats, too.” Ah, your two daughters have him wrapped around their little fingers.

You rolled your eyes. “Confident, aren’t you?”

“Definitely.” He reached out and grabbed your hand, lacing your fingers together. He looks at you with this all too familiar look, as if asking for a simple thing.

“And don’t even joke about tryin’ to get rid of me. You’d be lost without me.”

“Oh, absolutely helpless,” you tease, indulging him with a soft, chaste kiss.

Bakugou snorts. “Whatever.”

“Forever, right?”

“Forever,” Bakugou said firmly, resting his forehead against yours. His voice dropped into a quieter, almost shy tone. “And don’t forget, you’re stuck with me, too. No way I’m lettin’ you go.”

Your heart melted a little at his rare softness, and you kissed his cheek. “Fine, Katsu. I’ll keep you. But only because the return policy’s expired.”

“You’re lucky I love you.”

“No, you’re lucky I love you,” you joked.

“Damn right I am,” he replied, choosing to enjoy this serene moment with you rather than bothering to watch the same old boring fireworks to celebrate the new year an hour later.

Your husband can recreate any fireworks shows any day, anyway.

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