#or he'll have my head

[amamamumumumu]

do you also explode every time you hear ‘Ma Meilleure Ennemie’? because I do 💥

[arealtrashact]

I know you mostly love the Supes in the Boy’s (which same) but I gotta ask— what animals would the Boys be? Can’t stop thinking of Hughie as a giraffe lol

Hmmm . . .

Butcher - Billy Goat

Frenchie - Skunk

Kimiko - Tanuki

MM - Rottweiler

Hughie - Stag ( I like the idea of him having a similar enough silhouette to Butcher that he could mistake him for Lenny when he's soused )

[boonjur]

Two types of yappers

[gnomewithalaptop]

Rereading the Our Worlds at War tie-in again and God I miss their friendship every day

[3twindragons]

It’s been a long dry spell for WinterHawk!

[arcticclimes]

Bonus:

[willowser]

really what prompted my double boy dad bakugou post was the idea of his older son — who is six, nearing seven — coming out of his room with messy, sleep-mussed hair and wandering into the kitchen on an early morning when katsuki's getting ready for work.

and your youngest is a little terror. spoiled rotten, katsuki thinks, was too babied and that's why he doesn't listen and has temper tantrums in the middle of the floor and is already throwing punches at three. katsuki's old witch of a mother thinks he'll be bulkier than his older son and twice as mean, prone to pinning his brother to the ground until he's declared the greatest.

(katsuki feels both horror and pride, at the very thought.)

it hasn't always been easy for your oldest; becoming a big brother never is. not that katsuki would know what that's like, but he hated to even share a playground with deku, much less share his one and only mommy, so he can only imagine what his own son went through when his brother arrived.

but he's been great about it, which comes as no surprise because his oldest has always been great about everything. gets his little brother out of bed and reminds him of his manners—even as he's getting whacked—gives up his toys just so the baby won't cry. he's too smart for his own good, acting like a big boy now—and it makes katsuki nostalgic in a way that hurts.

there hasn't been a lot of time for just the two of them. not like there used to be.

so when his firstborn comes to stand beside him in the kitchen, to lean his head against his dad's hip and rub at his sleepy eyes—katsuki just ruffles his already messy hair, before giving his ear a little tug.

"should be asleep," he grumbles to him, "sun's not even up yet."

his son only shrugs, yawns hard; despite this, he says, "'m not tired."

katsuki snorts and continues with his routine: finishes his protein shake, gives the kid a sip when he thinks he wants one (he doesn't really, though he tries not to make a face at the taste as he nods, as if he likes it), makes sure he's got all his work shit in his bag for patrol later. and his son is mostly quiet, content to share in the morning just between the two of them after katsuki sits him on the counter.

and then he asks, "can i come to work with you?"

on instinct, katsuki glances at his shut bedroom door, where you're still fast asleep, on the other side, and then down the hallway to where his youngest is sleeping, too.

technically, the kid probably could because you're off work today, and you could come pick him up later before katsuki has to head out, but—

"your brother won't be happy if i take you and not him."

and your oldest is a good big brother. has more patience than katsuki ever did, knows how to share—but on this morning that the two of them are indulging in, he only shrugs.

"well," he sighs—and he sounds so grown up, sounds like you when you're leveling with katsuki. "if he wanted to go then he should have got up, too."

"that why you're awake?" katsuki frowns, though his son only shrugs again. the idea that he's gotten up way too early, at the ass-crack of dawn just to have some extra time with his dad is too—

"yeah," katsuki murmurs, nodding at him to hop off the counter. "get your socks on so we can go."

there won't be anything for him to do in the agency office, besides get an endless amount of cups of water from the dispenser and all the candy in the receptionist's bowl and attention from the older ladies that thinks he's just so stinking cute.

but at least they'll be together, just the two of them. like old times.

[hashtag-art]

in honor of the year of the fully developed brain: dan starts making long-term plans

[somegrumpynerd]

Do you think, in a truce scenario, Nightmare would try and keep his boys from spending too much time around Dream because he's worried they'll end up liking Dream more than him because that's what everybody's always done?

[liltaireissocute]

remember those 2 weeks Vax spend with Percy in his Whitestone lab? 'cause i do

[callixspod]

I'm just saying souyo has it good the rest of the wildcard cast and their boytoys just fucking rip and tear each other apart like breakfast. imagine you and your closer significant one you find affectionately cumber to their fates tied to be doomed by the narrative completely because you don't deserve to be together for one another, apart and separate for the rest of your life because the universe demands and says so

then the only issue Yu has to confront is Yosuke's toxic maturity and masculinity, along with his ickiness to admit being a little bit bi.

[chocoboco]

Dropping this demon vice commander here before I'm off to bed

[finalgale]

Sometimes I think about Sanji and his cleanliness. He washes himself once a day just like Nami and Robin do out of the whole crew.

He probably does it out of the pride of a chef right? Got to stay clean to cook! Can't make feasts with dirty clothes or body.

Or maybe if he's clean then no bugs would be interested in crawling on him. If he scrubs himself and his kitchen spotless there won't be a corner where a bug might make a home and he won't freak out.

How much dirt had been on him from that rock, how the rain water just made him feel worse. Feeling himself slowly wither away and on top of that feeling the roughness of the dirt and sea salt in his skin that never went away.

He must've felt delighted when he got a bath when they got rescued.

How he probably couldnt take off that helmet to wash his hair for seven months, caked with grime, sweat, bugs and blood. They maybe gave him a basin and towel, but it could never feel the same as a hot bath. He couldn't change his clothes, so even if he cleaned hus bidy, his clothes remained dirty rags.

He must enjoy getting cleaned. To feel in the shower washing his hair, washing away the feel of iron against his head, making sure nothing was on his hair. That he could run his hands through it and there are no knots, no clumps of mystery.

I wonder if he takes extra long sometimes, if he had bad days, scrubbing dirt he still felt on his skin that wasnt there. Or just feeling the hot water, knowing it wasn't rain, or limited lukewarm water.

I wonder if it bothers him if he gets too dirty on an island and can't wash himself right away. That a corner of his mind will always say

Or maybe it won't. Becauase another part of him reminds him of the Merry or Sunny, waiting for him to come back home, and the soaps and hot water that are waiting for him. Maybe he even enjoys getting dirty somedays, knowing that he's not too far away from getting rid of the mess, so he can indulge a little bit and horse around and relax with the others, even if it means getting messy. It's his choice now.

Because to Sanji being clean (or even getting dirty) means being free

[benevolenterrancy]

@little-meowyao a naive and temporary sense of belonging u.u

[ch4osm4ster]

On a midnight stroll during a peacefull time where the world isn't in danger✨️

[vaguely-concerned]

rook x lucanis: romance with a commentary track! solas and spite contribute with their thoughts and opinions along the way whether anyone wants them to or not. it's like a MST3K episode up in here as you try to get hot and heavy. in. in the pantry. love among the radishes at the end of the world (rifftrax version)