#tapping his foot

[arminsumi]

Gojo Satoru running in a downpour just to give you an umbrella

💗 さとる

Note : u know like in the s2 ending. it's 4:30 am the birds are chirping n here i am... writing cheesy gojo fluff lol. ignore errors... i'm sleep deprived 😭✌️

"Satoru... did you run all this way... in the rain?"

He's panting and desperately trying to catch his breath, bearing a half-smile at you. His uniform is completely soaked through. His shoes are leaky and his socks are squelchy with rainwater. His hair is completely flat-wet. Water drips off the ends of strands.

You and him are under the highway bridge, it shields you from the torrential rain, which he just rain through all the way from Jujutsu High.

"Y-yeah... well... only because y–you texted me saying... that you didn't... have an umbrella. So." he huffs, a rivulet of water dripping off his pointy chin.

You squint at him in disbelief. It's so funny.

This boy. This poor teenage boy. With noodly arms and legs and a poor posture. Just ran all this way here. To give you an umbrella.

Just to give you a damn umbrella.

"You're nuts."

He makes a smile at that. "I'm flattered you think so highly of me, Y/n."

A long silence passes.

He sucks in a breath and makes a sideways look.

"Uh... sooo... do I get like... a cheek kiss for this, or something? Maybe? ... please? No? Yes? Or an appreciative "thank you, 'Toru you're my knight in shining armour!" maybe? How about a—"

"No." you tease.

"Aw dang, I'll just go fuck myself then. We're divorcing. And I'm taking custody of the umbrella." He jokes.

He bends his back and knees to lower himself to your height, so he can make sure you get your share of cover under the transparent umbrella. You give him a sudden cheek kiss once he's lowered himself enough to be reachable for your lips.

He malfunctions. His brain has to actively register what just happened to his body. And then once it realizes he's just received a cheek kiss, his whole face starts to glow. His whole body freezes up.

He blushes boyishly. Because of course he would, he's just been kissed by his 3-year crush best friend.

But then he reassumes his annoying Gojo Satoru persona within a minute.

"Awww... you must like me."

"Shut up. And stop crouching like that. You'll scare a child."

"My future wife is so mean to me...! 😩"

"I'm not your "future wife", Satoru."

He sticks his tongue out at you. But then his playful tone suddenly drops. He looks at you. And he earnestly says;

"I will make sure that you are. No matter what... I wanna be yours."

[varpusvaras]

How Dick actually found out:

Roy: Thank you for coming over, I really needed the help since my partner is out of town

Dick: It's okay! You know, you have to introduce us at some point, since- is that my sweater?

Roy: Uh

Dick: It is! My Gotham U sweater! Okay, it was Bruce's at first and I stole it, but he hasn't asked for it! I thought Jason stole it from me!

Roy: Uhh

Dick: Yeah, Jason definitely stole it, it even smells exactly like him! I knew it was him- why is it in your house?

Roy: Uhhhhhh

Dick:

Roy:

Dick: *looks around, sees all of the things that are definitely Jason's all around the house*

Dick: Are you kidding me?

Roy: Dick I can explain

Dick: Explain what? That you are dating my brother??

Roy: ...yeah, exactly that

Dick: ...get out

Roy: what-

Dick: I said get out!

Roy: This is my house!

Dick: Wrong! This is my brother's house, since he lives here, and I'm telling you to get out of my brother's house!

[prlssprfctn]

Damian wakes up, startled. He doesn't remember what he saw in his dreams, and he is not sure what caused him to feel so anxious, but he knows what to do. The routine is easy and comforting; he just needs to find his brother Jason. So, he goes.

His bare feet against the cold floor is soundless, making no sound, and he keeps rubbing his eyes until he sees one of the doors open. It must be Jason. He always keeps the door of his room open, just in case.

There is a dim light in the room, a small lamp on the desk, where the stakes of paper are stored, and Jason is here, as tall and huge as always, tapping on his feet in an attempt to concentrate, while twirling a pen between his fingers. He is either reading or working on something else: writes down memories, afraid of them slipping away due to the Lazarus Pit hammering in his temples all the time.

Damian yawns and steps closer, tapping on his back.

'Akhi Jason,' he calls hoarsely. The body freezes, almost surprised — he is not supposed to; Jason hears him from the corridor, even if he is the most soundless kid in the whole world. 'I want to sleep.'

He never says he sees nightmares or that he is scared — just that. It always works.

Expect, this time it doesn't.

'What did you say?' Brother asks, his voice sounding so unusually stiff.

'Jason,' he repeats, more irritated this time. 'I said, I want to—'

When Jason turns around, Damian instinctively staggers back, his eyes widening.

The man in front of him is not Jason.

And for a second, Damian is panicking, until-

Until he doesn't remind himself that he is not home anymore. He is in the Wayne Manor, with his father.

With his father that looks exactly like his brother, only older, without scars, marring his face, and without a white streak that makes him look like a bird.

'Damian,' his father calls, slightly shaken. 'How do you know Jason?'

He swallows down. He is not supposed to tell about his brother. They instructed him not to.

But father has a familiar desperation in his eyes, the same one Jason had, when he was pacing around the room, muttering something incoherent, the cut out from newsletters photos of Bruce Wayne with Tim Drake in his hands, and-

And Damian shrugs.

'He is my brother,' he says, almost too innocently; because if he is going to be clueless about it, then what others will have to tell him? 'He stayed with a grandfather. It is a shame.'

Almost as if he doesn't understand what all of this implies.

'I was sleepy,' he adds. 'And got confused. My apologises, father. I shall return to my bedroom.'

Bruce stares, stares, and stares. And then, rubs his face with his hands, exhausted.

'I'll tuck you in. Let's go,' and a second later, with his voice sounding so familiarly small, just like how Jason's sounded when he first acknowledged him as his brother, he adds: 'Can you tell me more about your brother, Damian?'

And Damian tells him, of course.

He is not surprised to see the result of his work the next week.

[occulee]

I love how at the end of CCCC Heart Mind and Soul became whole again and said "Wow... this really was our Chonny's Charming Chaos Compendium" and then they had a dance party montage to Dancing With Myself while the credits rolled

[ct7567scyarika]

GrandPadawan

This was a secret Santa gift during a, well, Secret Santa event on Insta this past year. I'm not sure if the user has a Tumblr, I'll be sure to edit if I can find out.

They wanted more Ahsoka and Obi-wan interactions because they are criminally underrated, so wanted to try to create something wholesome on the battlefield.

Also me and the Ahsoka show retconning the tube top.

[fartshitpiss]

whatever you do don't think about Wade dancing to You Sexy Thing by Hot Chocolate in his boxers in the kitchen. and definitely don't think about a sleepy Logan coming in rubbing his eyes and grumbling about the music being too loud and waking him up. and for your sake don't even consider how Wade would slide over the hardwood in his socks, spatula microphone in hand, and force Logan into his choreography

[healercharm]

Dabi in ch. 335 ☆

[vialae]

Ketheric tearing up and embracing freshly revived Isobel, so relieved to have his baby girl back.

Durge and Gortash stood there, having just finished helping him revive her, glancing at each other with a ‘can he hurry this up?’ type of look.

[suddenly-stickmin]

Do you think Macbeth also danced throughout the Distraction Moment or do you think he just stood there absolutely baffled

[sodaft-potato]

here's a sonic i'm tired

[p1zzaparty]

I feel like anytime i talk about my own silly little ideas for characters i have no legal ownership of, i have to preface it with "Do you think-" or "They probably-" just as a quick get-out-of-jail-free card incase im actually 1000% wrong and everyone forms a mob to throw tomatoes at me.

That being said Eddie Kaspbrack has a weirdly high alcohol tolerance and its a bizzare little superpower for him. You would think he's the kind of wet-blanket-man that WOULD blackout after one mimosa, but somehow he can run through a couple of beers and still be only a bit tipsy. He power houses through shots like they're nothing and gets a small sense of ego seeing everyone else already struggling to stay afloat, sitting there like an idiot smiling and tapping his fingers against his beer, gleaming and shit. Probably has something to do with his crazy high pain tolerance. The guys still a machine after being STABBED in the face and IMPALED (except for the dying part whoops teehee) He's still able to laugh and joke like this isn't horrifically painful. The same guy who has to pace around the room for a little after looking up what will happen to him if he accidentally swallows mouthwash on web.md can take a knife to the cheek like its no problem.

He's such a comedically pathetic person, like he has such a string of bad luck that its funny the kind of bad situations he ends up in and barely reacts to. He's the kind of guy who's waiting at the bus stop just to be the only one splashed with dirty street water when a car passes by, and then immediately slips on a piece of ice as he tries to leave.

Fool fool idiot fool

[pearlcaddy]

George: re: the skull Lockwood: re: Lucy

LOCKWOOD & CO. 1.06

[starfallkaz]

AU Legendborn

Bree wants to go to a concert and Sel is quite frankly appalled at the idea (think almost comical look of horror on his face)

Sel’s ears are so sensitive, he can’t get closer than a block from the venue (and that’s pushing it) or he’ll as Alice puts it, “start tweakin’ ”

Seeing his face, Bree tries to reassure him that they have metal detectors and they check bags in the venue (with a completely deadpan expression he crafts a crossbow of aether with one hand, did you forget aether is a thing???? Briana???? Demons don’t need metal)

Bree suggests he could put in some earplugs and come with her? “Briana please be serious,” he’s even more outraged.

But the thought of Sel wearing earplugs or ear muffs and scowling in a corner is so funny to me

[makingyourfavindti]

This is super cool! Would you possibly be able to do Billy from the original 1993 power rangers?

i made billy cranston from power rangers (1993) in dress to impress

thanks for the request!

[crandairy-juice]

karkat complaining about how much daves mixes suck (while secretly enjoying them) VS dave appreciating that someone is talking about his music (and falling a lil in love)

[nyaawn]

The biggest thing of them all is, Derplander finally look happy again.

from this

to this

HUZZAH!