#poor baby doesn't know how

[ghostincorrectinternetedition]

Sister of Sin: Haha! You’re so cute and funny!

Rain: O.o 

Sister of Sin: You okay there?

Rain: *unintelligible screeching*

Swiss: What have you done!? He doesn’t know how to take compliments!

Rain: *shrieking while vibrating*

Swiss: ‘Sup, ugly fuck.

Rain: *stops* ‘Sup. 

[what-if-this-happens-instead]

gonna break your heart <3

I see a lot of people characterise Jason as very, very vocal about his death - almost flaunting it, throwing it in peoples face. And I think he did, at first. He screamed about it, constantly - but, but, as time went on... I like to think he stopped. Slowly, but surely I think Jason stopped bringing it up, as a weapon to use against people or at all.

Because when he did it - he was screaming out for people to listen, to hear his pain and to accept him, see why he is the way he is.

And when he did - he got eye rolls, called dramatic.

So, Jason, reborn and hurting, half-mad, seemingly replaced like nothing happened screams out - I died, I died and it doesn't look like it mattered to you. Did I matter to you?

In response - eye rolls. Sighs. Oh, look at Jason, he's crazy, ignore him.

So Jason shuts up about it - because, obviously, it doesn't matter to them, does it?

[satans-knitwear]

Sabine is deeply unimpressed with my shernanigans.

Tried to give her a bubble beard again but she still just kept eating the bubbles 🤷

[newnamesamecharlotte]

Neil wished he had something to give them in return for their easy friendship and trust, but nothing about him was safe enough to share. They never pried, but it took him weeks to realize they didn't have to. They didn't ask for secrets; they settled for the breadcrumb truths of day to day life. They knew he hated vegetables but loved fruit, that his favorite color was gray, and that he didn't like movies or loud music. They were things Neil understood only in terms of survival, but his teammates hoarded these insights like gold. They were piecing Neil together and building a real person around all of his lies. They found the parts of him no disguise could change. Nothing they were learning would change this year's outcome or tell them who he really was, but it was frightening nonetheless.

The Raven King by Nora Sakavic

[itzzaira]

Ohoho, I recently got a request from xCiannaGhost_lovesyouAndNaomi_Tsumu to write about one of the rottmnt episodes that got cancelled... and may I say I'm having fun

Have a small spoiler of whats to come... I'm trying to keep it a one-shot but its possible that this will be split in two... hm.

Hypno my guy I love you but why do you talk like that svajaba

Edit: The first chapter of Toddler Mutant Ninja Turtles is now out!!<3

[naomiknight-17]

A wild thing happened today

I was out with friends and their 6-month-old baby, and we drove to a park to go for a walk. As we were getting ready to leave the car my friend is suddenly like "Oh my god there's a bee in the car right near the baby!"

And I'm like, oh, I'm not afraid of bees. I'll deal with this

So I get out and open the door next to the baby's car seat, and my friend points out the insect in question.

That is not a bee. That is a wasp.

But, you know, in for a penny, in for a pound

So I put my hand in front of where the wasp is crawling and, without thinking, I start talking to it like

"C'mere buddy, climb up on my finger, I'm not gonna hurt you"

And it fucking DID

It CLIMBED ONTO MY FINGER

I slowly backed away from the car and the wasp flew off outside harmlessly and as it did I got the hugest adrenaline rush because

I AM FUCKING ALLERGIC TO WASPS WHAT THE FUCK WAS I DOING

[pa-pa-plasma]

i don't think i'll ever get over how people treat kids that aren't good in school as worthless no matter what. "oh it can't be that bad" my guy idk how to tell you this but the last time i went to a normal high school the principal called me into his office to brag about how he failed me in all of my classes before the semester was even finished & i should quit while i'm ahead cuz i'm too stupid ("officially" diagnosed as such by a school counselor & a psychiatrist!!) to succeed. & this is considered normal

[aelswiths]

AELSWITH (looking hot as fuck) IN 1x07

[capsaison]

It's a good thing I know who's following me, but no one knows I am following them. If Noodle Boy knew I could see what he posts, he might die.

[dream-eating-youkai]

find it so funny that Genshin Impact has the Fatui as the evil guys like they are your enemies and stuff but almost every member of the Fatui you can talk to you can befriend easily lmao. like yeah sorry about all the evil shit that happened i was too busy hanging out with my besties Viktor, Childe and Nadia to care.

[vitiateoriginator]

Didn't get the chance to post about it earlier but, today is Klaus' 11th birthday!!

Happy birthday my evil angel!! Every year I get to have with you is so precious to me. You may be a smelly old man now, but you're my smelly old man. I love you always and forever 💕💋💝

[homeless202]

for a long time, before this arc, i wondered what exactly got such a visceral reaction out of him:

just realized it was this:

[artinandwritin]

Some initial design choices for the Forrad brothers cuz I've been focussing more on the Myriad Tribe and the assassin squad as I'm planning to try and write Niv's story (finally. After 4 years)

Some information about them under the cut!

Bendik Forrad is the older of the two brothers and is Niv's adoptive father. He found the boy in a burning ship as a newborn, with his parents no-where to be found. He had assumed they had perished in the fire and sunken to the bottom of the ocean, so he had decided to take the infant under his own wing to raise to become a successful member of the Myriad Tribe.

Bendik is a very strict parent (if you can even call him a parent) and due to a fear of bonding with others, not very emotionally available. He lost an older sibling bc of the assassin training program as a child and still has a lot of issues left over from it, resulting in the way he is as an adult. Still, he's regarded as a highly successful individual, being a part of the council and often being told he should challenge the current chief to become chief himself. It is quite unknown if he's actually gonna do this

He, his little brother Ludvig, and Niv all live together in the same hut and due to this forced proximity, he and Ludvig are closer than expected. Bendik still feels some sort of responsibility to his brother, certainly after Ludvig's difficulty entering adulthood

Ludvig Forrad, in return, is quite the bitter person. He failed his first assassin job as a teen and the guilt and shame that has brought him, hasn't faded yet. His whole life, he had been praised and had been told he'd become the greatest of his generation, but after his failure, all society would talk about, was his one mistake.

He's not exactly a loving uncle to Niv, being rather suspicious of this rascal of a boy and very distrusting of his capabilities. Ludvig believes Niv doesn't fit into the Myriad Tribe, but Bendik would kill him if he ever told him that. Still, Niv reminds him of the past that keeps haunting him over and over again - something in those eyes and in that way of speaking triggers him time and time again, causing in Ludvig often taking his anger out on the boy and leaving Niv terrified of what the man is capable of

Ludvig is, in fact, one of the most skilled assassins of the Myriad Tribe, but is never taken seriously bc of his past failures (he's very angy about that)

[lisbonsteresa]

he's HORRIBLE

[somairle]

{one thing to note about my freminet is that he is very much in deep crush with traveler. you know, as most of the characters are, but like. he's down bad in a very 'if traveler looks at me too long i will melt into a puddle of fontainian primordial water ha ha'}

[kashverse]

the first time it happens, sukuna doesn't even react.

your daughter, a tiny little thing with a head full of wild hair that looks just like his but with your color, storms up to him while he's adjusting his tie. she's got a determined look on her face, a plastic figurine clutched in her tiny hands—a sonny angel doll, of all things.

"papa, hold," she demands, her chubby fingers working to shove it into the breast pocket of his pristine, custom-made suit. he looks down at her, red eyes blinking slowly. then he looks at you, standing off to the side, barely holding back your laughter.

"what is this?" he asks flatly.

"sonny angel," your daughter says like it's obvious. "he's cute. for you."

you make a choked noise behind your hand, and sukuna exhales through his nose. his baby girl, his tiny menace, is standing there with all the confidence of someone who has never been told 'no' in her life. because, well. she hasn't. so what does he do? he lets her shove the damn thing in his pocket. adjusts it a little so it's sitting neatly, because if he's going to have a tiny cherub-faced baby figurine sticking out of his suit, it's at least going to look intentional.

"happy?" he asks.

his daughter beams at him, gives his pant leg a firm pat like he's done a good job, then scurries off to continue whatever other toddler nonsense she was up to before this. you’re wheezing in the corner.

"don't say a word," he warns, fixing his cuffs.

you grin. "i didn't say anything."

cut to his meeting later that day. sukuna walks in like he owns the place (because he does), radiating his usual aura of dominance and unrelenting authority. his executives are already seated, tense and ready, knowing full well that sukuna does not entertain idiocy. but today? today there is something new. today, nestled neatly in the breast pocket of his three-piece suit, is a tiny, plastic baby figurine wearing a duck hat.

the entire room freezes.

one poor soul, likely new and unaware of how the corporate hierarchy works under sukuna, makes the grave mistake of letting out the faintest, almost imperceptible snort.

sukuna turns his head very slowly.

"who the fuck just laughed?"

silence. absolute, suffocating silence. the man looks down at his notes as if they might save him from impending doom.

sukuna leans back in his chair, tapping a clawed finger against the conference table.

"anyone else got something to say about my sonny angel?"

no one breathes.

good.

he conducts the rest of the meeting as if nothing is out of place, occasionally adjusting the little doll in his pocket like it's just another part of his attire.

by the end of the week, rumors have spread. no one dares to question the sonny angel. entire powerpoint presentations are given with the utmost professionalism while a tiny, smiling cherub peeks out of sukuna’s suit.

by the end of the month, it becomes an unofficial rule of the office. mock the sonny angel? fired. make a comment? fired. even looking at it for too long earns you a pointed glare.

and by the end of the quarter, the entire upper management team has started discreetly wearing their own sonny angels in solidarity. your daughter, completely oblivious to the corporate chaos she has caused, simply continues her toddler life, happy and content in the knowledge that her papa always carries her gift with him.

and sukuna? well. if having a tiny plastic baby in his pocket means seeing his little girl’s delighted grin every morning, then so be it.