#thank you anon 😊

[zzoupz]

not to beat a dead horse but its wild that people are mad about you calling yourself a "lesboy" when lesbianism and trans masculinity have historically been SUPER intertwined. especially when you bring butches into the conversation. he/him butches have always existed and trans men who identify with lesbianism have always existed. anyways i hope youre doing well and not letting the bullshit get to you.

🗣️🗣️🗣️

[ladykissingfish]

What would be funny as a sequel to the tomato smoothie thing would be the akatsuki trying to set up a nice peaceful dinner for konan and Nagato but they just make it chaotic and catastrophic because they just can't behave

*Nagato and Konan walk into the dining room and pause in surprise; the table is set for two and there’s a fancy tablecloth and candles*

Konan: What is this?

Hidan: *pulling out her chair for her* We were thinking, you cook for us every fuckin’ night. But we don’t do shit for you. So me, red-eyes, mask-boy and blondie made dinner for you and bony-arms!

Nagato: While I don’t appreciate that name, I do appreciate this gesture. *sits across from Konan*

Konan: Oh, this is so lovely. And you made chicken Alfredo, my favorite!

Konan: *swirls fettuccine noodles on her fork and takes a bite; face turns red and she starts coughing*

Nagato: *jumps up and frantically claps her on the back* What’s in this?!

Deidara: Chili powder, cayenne pepper, paprika, Cajun seasoning …

Nagato: In an Alfredo sauce??

Hidan: Blonde-bitch wanted it to be spicy. Even though we ALL told him it was a fuckin’  stupid idea …

Deidara: Fuck you, you demonic asshole. Just because YOU can’t make anything but bland garbage doesn’t mean that —

Konan, after guzzling water: I’m sure you meant well. Er, there’s something about the sauce I can’t quite figure out. 

Hidan: Ohhh, that. Well ideally you’re supposed to use heavy cream and shit, right? But we were out of that so -

Itachi: I improvised and used a mix of plain yogurt and milk instead. The milk was a teeny bit expired but only by five or so days.

Konan: I —

Tobi: Tobi made garlic bread, Konan and Leader!

Tobi: *brings out a loaf of white bread with a big clump of garlic cloves stuck in the middle*

Nagato: It’s … it’s lovely …

Deidara: Save room for dessert, hm! *brings out a 3-layer chocolate cake and sets it in middle of table* We worked extra hard on this!

Konan, surprised: Goodness, that looks absolutely amazing! It looks like it was made in a professional bakery! I can’t wait to —

Deidara: *raises two fingers* KATSU!!

*the cake explodes, covering everyone in a shower of chocolate*

Hidan: You stupid dick! We agreed no fucking explosives!!

Deidara: That cake wasn’t artistic without them!! Especially since Uchiha’s blind ass couldn’t read the recipe and put in 20 cups of sugar instead of 2! 

Tobi: But the sugar made it tasty, Senpai! *switches to Obito voice* And I’ve already warned you not to talk about Itachi like that …

Hidan: What the hell are you gonna do, weirdo? Shove a dango stick in his eye?

*the four of them start yelling and throwing punches at each other*

Nagato:

Konan:

Konan: … pizza?

Nagato: Mm.

[abalidoth]

Psst you’re cute

😲 me?

[words-etched-in-her-skin]

Congrats on 1600 followers! So well deserved, your writing is AMAZING!!

Just curious, how long have you had this blog for?

Aw sjdfkdk.. thank you so much, dear 🥺 It really means so much that people still enjoy my content! ❤️

And I've had this blog for quite awhile now 😊Started it a couple months before RE8 came out, so like.. a little over 2 years? 👀I only hit 1500 not too long ago, tho, so I was bit shocked to see it hit 1600 already 😂

[krokaxe]

mask and monster for quinn?

• OC Asks: Not So Nice Edition •

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DOES YOUR OC WEAR A MASK, LITERALLY OR FIGURATIVELY? WHAT GOES ON BENEATH IT? IS THERE ANYONE IN THEIR LIFE WHO GETS TO SEE WHO THEY ARE UNDER THE MASK?

Quinn is a highly masked person in the regard she has different faces for different purposes. Her life usually demands a grade of both obfuscation and performance to survive; despite appearances, she is often at odds with herself, conflicted and harboring highly potent emotional tides despite seldom showing as much.

Getting under the mask(s) takes a great deal of trust. In Fallout lines it comes first to the likes of Arcade and Boone— in her baseline setting, Denis and Ophelia become somewhat more aware of her truth in different ways. Her children see more of her openly simply because she doesn't want to give them the metric of living so submerged all of the time.

IS YOUR OC MONSTROUS IN ANY WAY? IS THERE SOMETHING THAT MAKES THEM MONSTROUS? ARE THEY AWARE OF THEIR OWN MONSTROSITY? DO THEY ACCEPT OR REJECT IT.

Quinn can be monstrous as much as she can be cruel, manipulative and violently inclined. She always has that streak in her no matter how gentle her baseline history can be across her configurations— loss and grief makes her monstrous, as does pain and feeling powerless. Her sadism is easily stoked into a potential problem if she's exposed to certain catalysts. The polarity comes because she both accepts and rejects her monstrous traits all at once; Quinn is a character of shifting states.

[thegrayace]

why did you censor neil gaiman's name????

Because it made me giggle and sometimes that's all that counts ✨

[rosepetalsthings]

https://twitter.com/matc2s/status/1680002619459219458?s=46

OH ITS AN ARG TYPE!!!

Okay that's kinda cool

[le-velo-pour-dru]

love at first site by the brobecks

*gasp* I love that song so much, it's so sweeeeeet 🥺💖 Thank you anon, I'm honored that it reminds you of me

[willowser]

you don't know how much comfort your dragon king bkg drabble has given me ever since you posted it!! i keep reading it i love it sm 🥹

as it turns out, the man bakugou is — a bit harder to handle.

he sleeps like a heathen; you once thought the dragon bakugou to be a bit lazy, with how often he tended to curl up in the fields of grass, warm under the sun, but now — it would seem his little human form needs significantly less rest.

almost up all hours of the day, and when he does finally lay down, he's everywhere. a mess of limbs: one thrown carelessly out to the side and the other bent at an angle you can't believe doesn't hurt his joints. his head stays tucked into you somehow, either buried in your neck or pressed against your ribs — or you'll wake to find him nose-to-nose with you. he still snores like a dragon, however.

you're also beginning to wonder if there is a bottom to the pit of his stomach. he ate much before, whole fields of things, but you expected that appetite to dwindle, at least a little, now that his stomach has decreased considerably in size. and in number ? you're not even sure how many stomachs a dragon has; that's not something that was mentioned in the fairytales.

it burns through him quickly, gives him more energy than he needs, and it doesn't ever seem to affect his weight much. already, he's huge and thick with muscle and eating as much as he does never dulls the severity of his cut abdomen. not that you're looking all that much.

— not that you have a choice not to, as he seems to have little-to-no understanding of —

the door to the bathhouse kicks open, with enough force that you already know who it is without ever turning to look. you try not to shriek when you see him, because he seems to like that in some evil, impish way.

you've been alone to wash so far, thankfully, as the inn you'd managed to find was small and far enough out from the nearest kingdom that the occupancy was low — enough for you and your little brute.

the man bakugou comes to stand in front of the bath, blinking and huffing against the steam. finding clothes for him was — nearly impossible, and so the trousers you'd found hanging on someone's line outside fit above his ankles, a bit too tight around his waist. instead of a shirt, you've wrapped him in a scratchy linen, swaddled him up like a baby to cover the small smattering of scales that decorate his body, almost like freckles from the sun, though they gleam just as bright and red as they ever have. no matter his form.

a horn has started to sprout, on the right side of his forehead, and you've done your best to cover that, too.

you have no idea how long this man thing will last. if it's permanent or if he even has control over it. the last thing you need is for him to switch back, somehow, while you're in the middle of feeding him, absolutely demolishing whatever tavern you're in and calling all of king todoroki's guards to attention.

bakugou grunts, almost sleepy, and tosses a fat, weighty sack onto the edge of the bath. it jingles a certain jingle that makes your heart stop.

"oh, allfather—" you move for the edge, awkwardly keeping one arm against your chest despite the fact that he's seen it all by now. when you peek inside and confirm your fears, you lob it back to him furiously, as if it were a steaming potato. "where do you keep getting this stuff?"

things have started to turn up, miraculously. shiny things — like coins and rings and gems. things he could not have simply found rolling around in the dirt.

"go put it back!" you hiss at him, and the tone of your voice makes his frown deepen. you never realized how pouty he was, when he was still a dragon.

you think he understands you, and you're pretty certain he just chooses not to listen; instead of doing what you've told him in the slightest, he simply dumps the coin-purse to the floor, and then lets his linen and stolen trousers cover it as he unceremoniously undresses.

the biggest issue that you would say the man bakugou poses is — his complete lack of understanding of personal space.

"bakugou!" your voice wavers, shocked again by his nakedness. as if you haven't seen it all by now. "no, you — get out!"

but he does the exact opposite, which is hop into the steaming water, ignoring the arm you hold out to keep him away as he saddles up beside you. skin against scales, pressing a nose into your hair to huff out his annoyance, to make it something you can feel.

if anyone were to walk in right now, they would — probably think the lie you'd told the innkeeper was true. that you are a simple traveler and this is your mute, over-sized husband.

regardless, you think this behavior isn't polite. especially in a public bathhouse.

"bakugou," you try again, turning your face away as you speak to the wood-paneled wall. "i'm taking a bath, you have to wait your turn."

all you receive in response is another huff against your ear and a low rumble of disagreement from his chest.

he has yet to speak back, and has only used inhuman sounds as his points of conversation. the only word you've ever heard him utter is oi, which he does when he really thinks he needs your attention. you're starting to wonder if he's named you that in his head. oi.

curiously, you turn back to him and the movement has him pulling his face from your hair, just enough that he can look down at you, too. watch you, with the red-rippled sea in his eyes.

they're — amazing, you will admit. just as bright and detailed as they always have been. fit for a fairytale told by the fire, veiled by the soft-ash of his lashes. he watches you through them, half-lidded, and you wonder if it's something other than fatigue that has them so heavy.

"do you know what i'm saying?" you ask quietly, voice lacking the firm heat you want it to. instead it's heavy, too, weighted by something soft and unfamiliar and frightening. "can you even understand me?"

bakugou doesn't respond, not with a huff or a rumble or ever a purr, like the one he let out on the night he lay over you by the lake. you've only heard it sparingly since then, oftentimes in his sleep when his face is pressed into you.

you try not to frown at his silence, try not to let it disappoint you because it shouldn't; he's a dragon afterall, and you're not sure what it matters. the little horn protruding from his forehead catches your eye and you reach up to touch it gently, watching him blink away the water that drips from your wrist — and then he's turning into you again, too close.

beneath the water, you feel his hands skate up your bare thighs, wrap around your waist until your chest is pulled flush against his. you feel his huff, again, against the damp skin of your neck but it's slower, lighter. not laced with his frustration. some unknown thing you feel guilty for liking.

you drop your hand to his hair, rushing full force into all the damned things you've thought about doing but have been too afraid to. he's soft between your fingers, and you trace your nails lightly against his scalp until he groans quietly; a new noise, one you don't know how to translate.

your fingers stop when they brush upon little spines that have grown at the base of his skull, that have started to trail down the center of his back.

suddenly, tangled up in the bath with him, you wonder how much time you have left.

bakugou huffs again into your skin, a little fiercer this time, and it's because of his light jostling that you realize how rigid you've gone. you try to relax so that he will, too, though you must not do a convincing job, because a sharp nip comes to your earlobe.

"ow!" you squeal, but he doesn't let you go far, not even as you try to jerk away from him. in fact, the harder you try the more his teeth show: into your cheek and the point of your jaw and then dangerously low on your neck.

it's not until you finally freeze that he stops, huffing again, with a warmth that burns more than the steaming water.

and then, very quietly, he grumbles, "shitty wife," into your collarbone, just before biting you again.

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

Beautiful brown eyes.. 💜❤️ for anonymous. pt 2 💜

[sibylsleaves]

This isn't a Buddie established relationship ask so feel free to ignore this but I'm curious...what do you see Buck and Tommy eventually breaking up over? Or what would you want them to break up over?

anon do you want to get me killed

no, i'm totally kidding, this is an interesting question! and im sure everyone is going to be completely normal about me answering it right guys

(under a cut for length)

I think if I'm being super honest, my #1 choice would be Eddie. Both for Buddie reasons and for established narrative reasons--Eddie has been haunting the narrative of BuckTommy, so to speak, since the beginning and it makes a lot of sense to me that it would come back around to him in the end. In 7x04, Tommy says it was "never his intention" to come between Eddie and Buck. He also says Buck "isn't the only one" who can get jealous. In 7x05, Eddie says "this doesn't change a thing between us." Maddie in 7x05 also says that line about "if there's something you need to tell Eddie, you will in your own time."

Right now these are just lines that mean what they mean at face value BUT they are also ripe with potential to be foreshadowing for an eventual break-up/Buddie feelings realization arc. I do think the Bi Buck arc/Tommy arc in general is an excellent catalyst for Buddie feelings realization because. well. it DOES change the equation in a fundamental way. And it's like. slow burn romance 101 to have one character pining over the other while they're in a relationship, so. the stage has been set.

But what form that takes exactly, idk. If I'm the one in charge, I think I'd want Eddie feelings realization -> pining while Buck is with Tommy -> separate Buck feelings realization -> break up with Tommy -> mutual pining for a while -> eventual Buck confession -> they get together. With like some more messy fun things thrown into the mix idk.

I'm less enthused but still intrigued by a Tommy realizes BEFORE Buck arc leading to a break up. I think it makes sense as an echo of Buck's bi realization--Tommy was the catalyst there and it wasn't until he kissed Buck that Buck came to terms with his feeling so I do like the narrative parallels there.

But from a character perspective I think I just really want Buck to get there on his own because one of his prevailing character flaws is that he just kinda...does not know what he's doing or what's happening in his brain ever. He says to Connor and Kameron in season 6 that he "doesn't know what he wants." and in 7x05 he says to Tommy he "doesn't know what he's ready for." And Maddie says in 7x05 that Buck "isn't sure of his own feelings yet." So. I'd like to see a growth where he IS sure of his feelings, where he DOES know what he wants and what he's ready for, and is able to take the initiative and be the one to break things off with Tommy (learning from his mistakes with Taylor/Lucy).

If it's not Eddie (or perhaps Eddie is just PART of the equation) then I think it could go a couple different routes. Route 1 would be a fundamental incompatibility, something like...idk. Tommy not really taking Buck seriously as a partner. This would kind of harken back to their first date (and also to Buck's relationship with Abby) and Tommy cutting out because he thinks Buck "isn't ready."

Or maybe they break up because they don't want the same things in life. I've said it before with other Buck relationships on the show but I would actually love to see an amicable break up because Buck wants kids and his partner doesn't. As Buck gets older, I REALLY would love for the show to really delve into his desire for family/kids, and this particular storyline I don't think I've ever seen portrayed. And it's a very normal reason for a couple to break up!

Or maybe Tommy has to move away for a Cool Helicopter Job and Buck contemplates moving with him. Maybe he even decides he will. But then something Happens and at the last minute he realizes he can't leave his family and that his home is in LA and he has to let Tommy go. This would give me a lot of found family feelings so 🥺

Or maybe they end up together and there's no break up arc. Anything could happen tbh.

[faithinlouisfuture]

hoodie or no hoodie he’s always the talk of the town 🤤 (x)

[mettywiththenotes]

Kurogiri's mist turning white, revealing Oboro

Dabi's hair turning white, revealing Touya

You see my vision 👁👁

!!!

I was so focused on the "Memories never fade" + "The past never dies" quotes, I didn't even catch that lol

But now that you mention it!

The goth juice finally came off

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

I just can't get over how Tails spied on Sonic in the bath via satellite in the movies (and enjoyed the view. He knew what he was doing). They (probably unintentionally) giving us shippers fuel ❤️👀

Listen listen, anon

Anon

I think about some of those tidbits from Sonic Movie 2 all the time

I mean it's not as if this is out of character for Tails (given that he more explicitly just kind of straight up stalked Sonic in the backstory in Japan's version of the Sonic 2 manual) but man

This really is not to mention the way Sonic feigns uncomfortability/disgust when he's like "You even watch me in the shower??", and then when Tails doesn't even skip a beat explaining that he knows Sonic takes bubble baths Sonic full 180s into "Wow!😊". Just full on impressed with how extensively Tails has been watching him

Like they just dropped on us "Tails watches Sonic constantly like it's the Sonic show, no matter how private or intimate the moment" and "by all rights Sonic is perfectly okay with the knowledge of this behavior" and expected us to be normal about it?😂

I could probably make an entire post logging Sonic movie 2's sontails shipping fuel honestly

Honarable mention of a scene is when Maddie starts looking through Tails' backpack of inventions and comments "This fox is into some freaky stuff!"

Interesting connotations there

Anyways😂

[thatseventiesbitch]

would love to hear some Donna positivity! she is one of my favorite characters and I love your posts

Thank you! ❤️

Donna's one of my favorite characters, too. It seems like these bad vibes from the fandom come around like clockwork and while I have grown to expect and accept them, I find myself not agreeing with so many of the common criticisms. Like:

"Donna thinks she's too good for Eric and he's lucky to be with her."

THIS Donna???

and

and

and

and

and

-and I really need to stop myself or I will be here all night. 🤣

Other common takes are that she's a bad friend (mostly to Jackie), that she never apologizes, or that she overreacts and gets upset over minor things - and I disagree with those just as strongly. Donna's playful, intelligent, passionate, loyal, and capable of reflection and growth.

I do think she has flaws - I wrote about some of them here. A perfect character (or friend, or girlfriend) she is not. But a bad friend, overreactive, and someone who puts Eric down she is also not, and never has been. Throughout the series the exact opposite was true: Donna gave Eric his confidence.

I've also seen some takes (in fanfic and posts) that she's not capable of romance and/or is unable to connect with Eric on the emotional level he needs and. I'm just like. Are we even watching the same show? I -

[avonne-writes]

AU where Lucerys goes to Aemonds chambers the night he takes his eye after everything is settled and apologizes/cries for his forgiveness- Aemond feels for him (or is just so annoyed) that he agrees to forgive Luke. They become bffs, to the shock and dismay of everyone else. When Lucerys leaves kings landing they write letters regularly and keep in touch, until they’re reunited 10 years later. Also, Arrax and Vhagar becoming mates makes me so ;-; small boi and his XXXXL murder gramma

Hmm, I think we should make this a very slow burn instead, what do you think? Aemond doesn't forgive Luke that night. The shock and the loss are still fresh, and forgiveness is not in his nature. Instead, he makes Luke swear to do some kind of service to him when Luke is grown in exchange for future forgiveness. Luke agrees.

Then, Luke stays on Dragonstone, of course, and Aemond goes back to KL, but Luke keeps writing letters to him. Aemond never replies, but the letters keep coming for years. After a while, Aemond gives in and starts writing back. He hasn't seen Luke in so long that it feels like writing to a ghost, like it's not real and he can share anything. They start writing more and more, and everyone who's aware of it is surprised.

When Rhaenyra and her family go back to KL, Aemond is extremely nervous and tries to appear tough. Luke thinks he'll be greeted by a friend but it feels like he has an enemy instead.

Their dragons know the truth though and they're friendly with each other (as much as Vhagar can be).

After a few futile attempts at talking to Aemond, Luke tells his mum he'll stay a bit longer - he has a promise to fulfill. One night, he starts writing Aemond letters (even though they're only a few corridors away), and Aemond writes back. They go back and forth until Luke goes to Aemond's chambers and they finally manage to talk face to face.