#they would love each other

[grace-below]

I’d like to see a world in which Achilles/Patroclus and Arthur/Merlin met. Merlin and Patroclus would bond over stories of their hotheaded, blonde, prophecy-written heroes. Merlin and Achilles would spar to see who could take who in a fight (Patroclus always bets on Achilles, and Arthur pretends to but gets so excited when Merlin wins. They’re actually 50/50 for how often they beat each other.) Achilles would scold Arthur constantly because “what do you MEAN you talk to him like that?? Patroclus is my perfect wonderful too-good-for-me other half of my soul and I make sure he KNOWS it” and Arthur, in return, is like “yeah that’s because he’s nice to you, too. Watch.” And he’ll yell something at Merlin just for Merlin to yell an even worse insult back. Idk I just feel like the four of them would be such good friends (and Achilles and Patroclus would LOVE the knights)

[deeppenguinstudent]

My guilty pleasure is going through all the regulus black fanart and pretending that it's Jean moreau

[tournamentpollsinc]

Round Two

Canonically Disabled Characters

Eda Clawthorne; The Owl House; Arm Amputee, Chronic Illness Coded Curse

Toph Beifong; Avatar: the Last Airbender; Blind, Condition Unspecified

[fatmaclover]

first original post in forever. sorry that it involves another fandom. but i GOTTA see how theyd interact. stick them in a room together and study them like a scientist to bugs

[rawstfish]

CoD women are always so serious, except for Syd and Valeria. They just want to be silly goofy girls.

[ashromedaera]

"omg what I wite a fanfic of numberjacks meeting numberblocks?"

Well, my stupid bfb fan side of me is thinking of a making a comic bfb algebraliens + numberjacks crossover

[fantastical-and-magical]

someone needs to draw some fanart of ethan clade and jim hawkins interacting. please it's all i need but i can't art.

[leavemetoplaythesims]

the fact that charlie and florence never meet is unforgivable

[pepteezer]

i think fake peppino and the tbh would be the best of friends

[this-world-of-beautiful-monsters]

@midnight1404

alys and helaena

[the-gayest-sky-kid]

god i love my friends. shout out to people who love their friends. this is a post for friend lovers

[symphonyofsilence]

Let the poor man rest.

[nouverx]

*proceeds to drink the whole bottle*

Yeah Alastor you're gonna be loved and appreciated wether you want it or not :)

[inkskinned]

probably time for this story i guess but when i was a kid there was a summer that my brother was really into making smoothies and milkshakes. part of this was that we didn't have AC and couldn't afford to run fans all day so it was kind of important to get good at making Cool Down Concoctions.

we also had a patch of mint, and he had two impressionable little sisters who had the attitude of "fuck it, might as well."

at one point, for fun, this 16 year old boy with a dream in his eye and scientific fervor in heart just wanted to see how far one could push the idea of "vanilla mint smoothie". how much vanilla extract and how much mint can go into a blender before it truly is inedible.

the answer is 3 cups of vanilla extract, 1/2 cup milk alternative, and about 50 sprigs (not leaves, whole spring) of mint. add ice and the courage of a child. idk, it was summer and we were bored.

the word i would use to describe the feeling of drinking it would maybe be "violent" or perhaps, like. "triangular." my nose felt pristine. inhaling following the first sip was like trying to sculpt a new face. i was ensconced in a mesh of horror. it was something beyond taste. for years after, i assumed those commercials that said "this is how it feels to chew five gum" were referencing the exact experience of this singular viscous smoothie.

what's worse is that we knew our mother would hate that we wasted so much vanilla extract. so we had to make it worth it. we had to actually finish the drink. it wasn't "wasting" it if we actually drank it, right? we huddled around outside in the blistering sun, gagging and passing around a single green potion, shivering with disgust. each sip was transcendent, but in a sort of non-euclidean way. i think this is where i lost my binary gender. it eroded certain parts of me in an acidic gut ecology collapse.

here's the thing about love and trust: the next day my brother made a different shake, and i drank it without complaint. it's been like 15 years. he's now a genuinely skilled cook. sometimes one of the three of us will fuck up in the kitchen or find something horrible or make a terrible smoothie mistake and then we pass it to each other, single potion bottle, and we say try it it's delicious. it always smells disgusting. and then, cerimonious, we drink it together. because that's what family does.

[puppyeared]

renaissance dogys

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[chloesimaginationthings]

Five nights at Springtrap’s is just William Aftons arguing..