#if you saw me delete no you didn’t

[kingcrustacean]

Programmed to get down and fucking BOOGIE

[pyritefes2]

you who shall deserve

here’s a wip of a justanders piece i’ve been working on.

[somewillwin]

First kofi request by @armoralor of toxic wolfwren ✨ thanks for the support ♥️

Kofi event

[bonemeal12]

Sometimes you have to draw The Guy in trans-tape. For your mental health.

[multiseb21]

[crybaby-bkg]

cw: Bakugou dies but comes back to life, “comes back wrong” trope, implied fighting, angst

When Bakugou died, you’re not sure how you went on living. Grief had taken over your life, sat you in the passenger side while it cruised off the highway into icy waters. And even then, you couldn’t find the energy to drown.

It’s why there’s a sudden uptick of energy when you’re promised to have him back. Some top scientists contact you months after his death, tell you to hurry down to the headquarters labs, come and rejoice for what you’re about to witness. And you’re horrified, to say the least.

“This isn’t my husband.” Are your first words when you walk in, watch the figure on the other side of the glass examine its own hands. It looks like your husband but—but his hair isn’t the right shade of blond all over. His nose bridge had a slight bump after a scuffle with a villain. He had a scar on his hand but—but it never looked like it was to sew a pinky beside the other fingers.

“Is that really my husband?” You ask next in disbelief, slowly entering the room. Bakugou’s head snaps up, his eyes a little brighter than you remember but—they hold so much emotion. So much memory, so much panic, so much guilt.

“I left you.” He mutters, his voice raspy and ragged, and you wonder if it’ll always be like this now. It makes you cry a little harder than it should, but you only embrace each other. He’s cold and his shoulders don’t hold the same mass and his back doesn’t carry the same scars. There’s one, jagged and rough, running down his back, and you think, you think that’s where they slipped a new spine in.

“Welcome back home.” You tell him, weeks after meeting him again, new and not totally—Katsuki. He’s stiff and he doesn’t immediately take off his boots when he enters, and it worries you. Makes you think if you’ve just let a stranger into your home, one that has stolen your dead husbands face. Makes you wonder if he’ll be as loving as Katsuki once was, or if he’ll become your monster looming over you with the guilt of not being able to rest anymore.

“I’ve missed you so much.” You whisper against his mouth one night, a little while after he’s moved back. You don’t know why you lay under him, why you let him nestle himself inside of you, why you let him hold you against his chest. Katsuki always ran his hands over your cheeks and neck whenever he held you like this, but this…man, only holds himself up with his hands resting beside your head. It’s alien, how he looks at you, how his hips are methodically measured with every thrust, how he kisses you every 8 seconds. You wonder if he’s more robot than Frankenstein monster.

“Why did you come back to me like this?” You ask him one night, barricaded in the bathroom away from him. You can hear his sobs on the other side, his pleading to be let in. He tells you he never wanted to come back if he had to be like this, that he’s sorry, please let him in, he misses the warmth of your skin, he’s never been so cold before, he’s never liked the cold.

“Is this considered cheating?” You ask yourself aloud one night, when Bakugou is forced back to the lab when he becomes too…un-Bakugou. To sleep with a man that is your husband in every way but? Your husband has been dead for a year now, and yet you stroke the chin of the man that tries so hard to be him everyday, but fails so miserably at it every time.

“I’ll come back to you right this time.” Bakugou promises to you when he’s strapped down to leave for the lab and before he’s sedated. But you don’t believe him—you never did. Your husband is dead, and this animated corpse has been nothing but a cheap mockery of everything you’ve lost and something you will never truly get back.

[sincerelywhistler]

Redacted hand study part 2:

Porter Solaire

Porter and his Medusa tattoo.. Ough.

[survivedthenight]

thinking again about the “was thinking maybe you’d be my best man’ scene… truly insane.

like focusing on john it’s obvious. the too-long loud silence after gale asks just says a million words john’ll never say aloud. but looking at gale, it’s been pointed out by many that he doesn’t look happy. sure it could be because they’re stuck in the stalag and he doesn’t know if the wedding will ever happen. but shouldn’t the idea of marge saying yes, of him being engaged, bring him some happiness in there? but he tells john like he’s confessing to a crime

the tension as they just look at each other after gale drops that bomb is so thick because essentially he’s asking john to do something akin to letting him go forever and they both know it even if it’s going to stay unspoken between them. and it’s like… if the circumstances were different this would be the time for john to confess that no he doesn’t want him to marry marge. and gale asking is almost like he’s creating that opening for john to protest? but ofc that will never happen. but also! it’s a kindness! john is drowning in the stalag and gale’s trying to tell him that they’ll get through this and see the other side of it together

anyway i think about this scene all the time

[lonely-fried-art]

scribbles of the core 4 kids as smelly 7th graders

[vanhelsingapologist]

I accidentally deleted the ask but stay strong soldier! @thecursedsiren

[abigail]

ok i did it.. cut my hair . be nice… be honest but be nice aaaa

[heeleryuta]

[shadow-von-vamp]

my friend said she liked this :)

[theghoulboysblog]

i love the energy of this episode <3 shane trying to get ryan to squeeze the lil goo balls, ryan down right refusing, and shane having a realization that ryan wouldn’t because of the texture. this is the mystery files difference ig!

[clowningcrows]

sorry this is the ONLY discourse ill allow myself to participate in post finale of agatha all along (or i fear i will lose my mind entirely), but DAMN some people out here rn after the finale being like “i’m sorry you didn’t get the agathario smut you wanted” BITCH!!!! I WASNT ASKING FOR THEM TO FUCK ON SCREEN!!!! i didn’t even need them to get together or even get any semblance of a happy ending!!! i didn’t expect a happy ending in the least tbh!!!!! but you know what i did expect? a final ending. a wrap up. a satisfying and complete finale. a conclusion that actually answers any one of my remaining questions or gave us more context for scenes that we’ve been missing context on the entire time. and i’m sorry but this finale didn’t do that at all. and it’s obviously not bury your gays but jesus christ it wasn’t a good conclusion either. at best it’s honestly a cheap set up for a season two or further content with billy that will prob include bits and pieces of agatha