#one bad noodle

[darkeclipticheart]

Drawing that I did of my OC Zoey in one bad noodles, killer genes are challenge

[millidew]

his change in career has captivated me

bonus:

[crystallizsch]

Prefect… Would you like me to teach you how to dance?

Oh, wow. Offering a private lesson, Jamil?

Don’t call it that-

♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ ~

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they just kinda sorta lost track of time

[itty-bitty-sunshine]

Naptime play

[theloveinc]

There's a lot of validity in the idea that older Bakugo is a traumatized pro-hero with major PTSD... but you know what's kinda fucked up to think about? The fact that Bakugo is also a 22-year-old pro-hero with major PTSD even before that, too.

It's almost easy to imagine that things are actually better when he's older (the therapy finally a routine, the trauma long set and on the path to being healed)... and that it's his whole 20s that are spent as a pool of disaster trying to recover from the war(s).

He looks back and barely even remembers being twenty, much less twenty-five or twenty-seven. Barely remembers how little he slept, not at the hands of trying to balance hero work and getting a degree at the same time, but just out of the pure insomnia that came from trying to move on and every nightmare attached.

Hardly ever showering, never shaving (not that he ever grew much of a beard, but the facial hair was definitely there. There's pictures of him on the news with an awkward, grown out haircut and patches on facial hair that make him look positively... immature), barely even eating more than a few protein bars or an energy jelly drink-a day. It's a blur, and his friends are hardly there to pick him up out of it because they're all going through it, too. Somewhat.

It's definitely weird if you meet him during this period. He's not all there, at least, not all of the time. He doesn't really register your interactions, the friendship you extend to him (a younger, or ever older, version of him would've shown you that deep seeded ferocity in response, tried to bite the hand that fed him, even if it were love... but 20s Bakugo... doesn't seem to notice). Even though only one of his eyes is clouded over, the good one never seems to brighten up.

There's definitely moments when the old him shines through: when he's with Deku, when he's in the midst of battle, when he finds out that Todoroki still does a shitty job at chopping scallions. But it's a long time before he's even close to the same, able to step out from underneath the fog of simply surviving and into the sunshine of recovering.

But I think sticking through it with him is worth it.

(It's a weird moment, a happy moment, the first time you realize that Bakugo has changed. That the pouring rain outside hasn't bothered him since he showed up at your apartment. He forgot his umbrella, he's been quite careless ever since the war—wet and shaggy hair frizzed up, cheeks red from cold—but he doesn't seem to mind, with his bare feet up on your coffee table, his eyes gazing out the window. You hand his tea, and instead of gulping it down in one go, letting it burn in his throat, he winces at the heat.

"Tastes like shit," he says, and you laugh because it always does. Just this time, he noticed.)

[salt-n-salt]

I love how you draw eyes it's either big and silly or shut and eepy either way they're both so awesome-💥💥❤️

TEE HEEEE IM GLAD! eyes have always been so hard for me I don’t know why 🫠 half the time I draw them closed just so I don’t have to draw them at all .. lazy who

(spins big wheel) (spins big wheel) ur prize is protector jas 👇

[necrotic-nephilim]

what are your favourite batcest ships and why?

AAA i love this question so much. i'm going to limit myself to a top five, because otherwise, i'd just end up listing all of them. the true joy of batcest is they're all so good for such different reasons and there are so many unique dynamics you can explore.

JayTim - it's funny bc, before i started this blog, i don't know if i would've put these two losers as my number one. but because i've done so much deep diving into their dynamic and i write them the most, i think it'd be a disservice for them to be anything *but* number one. their canon dynamic is just. so fun to play with. i truly love all of their interactions, particularly pre-Flashpoint. the concepts of Tim holding such contempt for Jason while Jason is weirdly obsessed with Tim. i'm a fan of Hannibal and Killing Eve and well. if this isn't a Hannigram-coded ship idk *what* is. i like ships where love and hate co-exist and there's no real "happily ever after", just fucked up co-existing, where they crawl back to each other like a bad habit and really, this ship is that so perfectly. the themes of jealousy in the Robin mantle. Tim wearing Jason's Red Robin suit to punish himself. i will likely never shut up about them. even in the New-52, there's such a substance to them, though the dynamic is wildly different. they will always be so weirdly dependent on each other's existence. i love them.

BruDick - you can't outdo the doer, i fear. i think i like BruDick mostly for the history of it, yk. there's genuinely *so much* queer history seeped into the homoeroticism of Batman and Robin, these two have been a symbol for queer people for decades. but the ship itself has so many dynamics i love. problematic age gap, "are we family or lovers", "i can't be in a room alone with you without getting into a screaming match but if you called i drop everything for you". all of it. i especially favor 80s/90s BruDick when they were in their divorce era just because it's so messy. Dick has canonically said he would die for Bruce, even during their arguments. no matter what, these two will always be single-mindedly devoted to each other. there will be other Robins, but none of them will compare to Dick Grayson, for Bruce. it's a unique and complicated bond that has endless layers to peel back. they always crawl back to each other bc no one else will match their level of intensity.

DamiTim - years and years ago, when i was a teen trying to people-please with how i existed in fandom, i used to insist i didn't like batcest and found it icky and gross. but there was one DamiTim fic that was my exception. that fic was my fucking roman empire. i reread it like once a year even though it's not completed and likely never will be i do not care. so now that i've killed the morality police in my head and i let myself ship what i actually want to ship, this ship holds a top place in my heart just bc of that fic alone. but in general i do fucking love their dynamic. similar to JayTim there's just so much mutual hatred in these two that has endless potential. Damian's insistence to not see Tim as a Wayne and as a legitimate brother/heir to Bruce is something you can play a lot if you give Damian an angry, fucked up crush on Tim he doesn't want to admit to. they have so many reasons to dislike each other, so to try to get them to slowly fall in love is a fun challenge. they either have a long complicated forgiveness arc and end up a happy married couple or they are the couple that tries to kill each other once a week. no in-between.

JeanTim - there's like. one person here on tumblr who goes as hard for this ship as i do and truly god bless them bc they feed me. Jean-Paul is too underrated in the batcest scene. once i reread Knightfall, i will have to help popular this tag on ao3. i enjoy both a very fucked up version of this ship during the peak of the Knightfall arc, where Jean-Paul is deep in his murder Batman era and Tim is trying to stop him to no real avail, but i *also* think there's so much you can do with the ship afterwards, where Jean-Paul is trying to make up for what he's done and be a better person and better hero. they're the peak Batman/Robin ship, to me. they truly care about each other, but have a very complicated/bloody history and i just. man i love it so dearly. i've been meaning to write a fic where Jean-Paul goes to Tim post the Sword of Azrael (2022) arc to properly discuss and apologize for all his actions in Knightfall for his personal healing and they end up fucking. it could be sweet and cute or kinky fun bc what is the joy of a character with that much Catholic guilt if you don't give them a weird religious kink.

BruCarrie - The Dark Knight Returns got me into comics and i will defend it till the day i die. Carrie Kelley can be pried from my cold dead hands. i just really love these two? Carrie took one look at that cranky old bastard and decided she was his problem. and Bruce is at a stage where he should be very averse to the idea of having a Robin, he knows it's a bad idea. but he just. accepts her anyway. idk how to explain their dynamic other than she plunks herself in his lap and stitches up his wounds while telling him he's an idiot and he lets her even if he's grumbling about it. they have the biggest age gap of any Batman/Robin ship and for that, they should get like. a dead dove gold star no matter how rare the pair is.

also honorable mention goes to BruTim, because *god* do i love the concept of Tim offering himself up to Bruce as Robin in every way, knowing that there are likely sexual/romantic implications to being Robin. it's one of my favorite flavors of batcest to exist. i don't view them as a "happily ever after" ship, because Bruce will always go back home to Dick, but it's a fun lil dead dove moment.

[angryplebianart]

Love all around!! He's living his best life 🥺💚

[oh-katsuki]

“hey, satoru?” you break the comfortable silence, your voice just barely rising over the sound of cicadas. 

“hm?” he hums, tilting his head toward you. 

you avoid looking at him, staring out over the walkway up to the school. everything is bathed in the cool light of the moon. it makes things glow like they’re alive. under it, the concrete shines like pearls. 

“can i ask you something?” 

he furrows his eyebrows, giving you a coy smile. “sure, you can ask me anything.” 

“it’s not really a question, though,” you chuckle a little. the sound doesn’t reach your chest, instead coming from the front of your mouth. 

satoru shrugs, leaning back on his palms. 

“you’re really hard to pin down, you know?” you mumble. 

“that so?” 

“yeah,” your voices pulls down like there is a weight tied to it. “i can’t tell if you love me or if you just like keeping me around. kind of like a pet,” you pull your knees to your chest and run your finger along the cracks in the concrete you’re sitting on. “you’re confusing, you know? but then again, i don’t know what i’d say if you said the same thing to me. i don’t even really know what to expect.” 

he sits on what you’ve said for a moment and you deliberately avoid looking at him. you don’t want to see the expression on his face. 

“it’s probably hard,” he says quietly, a little more considerately than he normally speaks, “to describe what it is i feel for you. even to myself. i’m not quite sure how to answer.” 

you nod and rest your chin on the tops of your knees, not offering a verbal response. 

“what would you say? if i asked you the same thing?” he asks. 

“i think i’d probably say that i love you,” you answer. there’s no hesitation, just the quiet admittance that comes so quickly that you almost don’t register that you’ve said it. “but i think i’d also say that i hate you.” 

satoru gives a flat chuckle, mirthless and somewhat empty. “that’s contradictory, but i think i get it.” 

you inhale, feeling exhaustion creep into your bones. “you just make me crazy. that’s all it is. i want you so badly but i feel like i can never have you.” 

“have me?” you can hear the grin on his lips. “what makes you think you never can? i’m right here.” 

“not that you wouldn’t,” you clarify, avoiding his gaze which you can feel against your skin, “but more like you feel so far away... you’re leagues ahead of us, you know? just by existing.” 

satoru considers this quietly and you turn to face him as he does. his expression, usually so carefree, is weighted. his lips pull down a little in the corners. when he catches you staring, you can almost see the way he puts on a mask, smiling lightly at you. 

“that’s just what it is to be me,” he says softly. “not that i want to be far away. 

after a moment, he speaks again, softer. it’s more of a confession than anything else. “what do i have besides strength?” 

“me,” you say, quietly but earnestly. 

“you’d choose me if i was weak?” he laughs a little. 

“in a heartbeat,” you answer firmly. “you could be the weakest man alive and i think i’d still want you. you could hate me and i don’t think i could ever give you up.” 

“i could never hate you.” 

you laugh a little, knowing that the statement is partially false. you think that, to some degree, the two of you hate each other just as much as you care for each other. maybe you’ve just confused it for love. 

“would you love me if i were so strong that i hurt you? what if you were weak? would you still want me then?” he asks. satoru inadvertently admits a fear when he says that. the fear of responsibility, of hurting those he loves. losing control and destroying both the good and the bad. 

“i am weak.” 

“you’re not.” 

“when it comes to you, i am,” you chuckle a little, sounding pathetic. “all you have to do is ask and i’d do anything. i don’t even think i’d hesitate. though, maybe that’s not weakness. maybe it’s strength. i don’t really know.” 

“sounds like love to me,” he laughs lightly.

“you think so? you think that’s love? how frightening.” you give a flat laugh, shaking your head a little. 

“if it’s not love, then what is it?” he says softly, trying to coax you to look at him. 

“violence,” you say, tilting your head to look at him. “i think it’s violence.” 

satoru blinks at you for a moment, like he’s letting what you’ve said sink in. under the moon, his white hair shines, reflecting the light onto his t-shirt and the concrete beneath him. it catches in his eyes, giving them an almost inhuman glint that you’ve come to recognize as satoru. 

“i love you,” he says quietly, so softly that you almost miss it. 

you laugh quietly, void of any real resonation, “how violent.” 

[tomsmusictaste]

The Offspring // Want You Bad

[ceasarslegion]

I think everyone who acts like this needs to shut the fuck up forever

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

How the hell do you draw a skinny Howdy-

I wanna draw him skinny but he looks weird if I don't give him big ol' boobies and I don't wanna give him big ol' boobies!!

uhhhh ok i broke him down to his bare essentials:

[mllytll]

Please enjoy these poorly photoshopped pictures of my cats:

[dudeyuri]

i like thinking about post- (or during-) ep-5 pat being able to make sense of a lot of things about himself now that he knows he's queer and has feelings for pran (why he was jealous that pran sang their song with wai and co., why he was depressingly lonely when pran was at boarding school, it's all making sense now, etc), but it's especially fun to think about him retroactively recognizing the physical attraction for what it was. specifically thinking of ep 4 scene where he calls pran cute three times in, like, just as many seconds. "cute dimples you have there. if i have these dimples, will i be as cute as you? [you want to have dimples?] yes, so I can be cute like you are." narak triple whammy. pre-feelings pre-coming-out pat was just fully like yeah i'm charmed by my not-friend not-enemy's cute face i think i want those dimples for myself and i want to make him blush about it i will not interrogate this because it feels good & right in the moment. now add those realized feelings: he finds pran physically attractive because he's into guys, and he wants to make pran blush about how cute he is because he's into pran specifically, and he does still want those dimples for himself...but in a different way....

[ruthlesslistener]

Thought you might appreciate this bebe I found while gardening!

OH MY GOD A LITTLE DEKAY'S BROWN SNAKE. I LOVE HE. BEST LITTLE WORMEATER

[fishedeyelenz]