#they’re dorks your honor

[morganbritton132]

A couple years out of high school, Steve reconnects with his old friends and drags Robin along to a party at Tommy’s. Much to Robin absolute horror, it’s not a loud wild party (a nightmare). It’s the four of them drinking cheap beer on Tommy’s deck and making small talk (somehow worse).

She always thought that Steve hid how much of a dork he was behind cool hair and a fancy car, but it turns out he didn’t have to. All the popular kids were just as lame as him. It’s a life changing revelation.

Robin also ends up in some idiot plot when the three of them want to check out the big box store that opened up in the next town over and she was the only one sober enough to drive.

[ginervacade]

Just have to say that This Band is Back makes me so happy!! It’s SO CUTE!!! I can’t ever listen to it without uncontrollably giggling.

[peaches2217]

There’s a well-worn painting of Peach in Mario’s left pocket. It’s about 4x4”, and there’s two seams running perpendicular along it from where he’s unfolded and re-folded it into a two-inch square countless times. Her image is battered, smudged, faded, you name it; it’s been exposed to elements of every extreme, brushed with his fingertips, held against his chest, kissed in the quiet of the night. When his heroics take him far from home, that painting brings him back, and he calls upon her for strength like the devout invoking a patron saint. When he’s by her side again, it sits idly in his pocket, unneeded for now but always within reach.

There’s a locket hidden in the back of Peach’s brooch. She spent many hours on the painting of Mario that occupies it, licking her brushes to fine points to squeeze in as much detail as possible, but every day she’s grateful for her efforts. He stays close to her heart whether he’s on the other side of town or the other side of the world. And every morning, she looks upon his face and vows to do her best, kissing his dimpled cheek before pinning her brooch into place. She worries it’s terribly silly, this little secret and the immense comfort she derives from it, but we all have our sentiments, don’t we?

[giggly-squiggily]

Geto who thought Gojo was insane when he invited him to come out and play in the rain with him.

Shoko who always shakes her head and laughs at them when they go out and play in the rain every time it falls. The two are laughing their heads off, not caring that anyone is staring at them frolicking and dancing with one another

AHHHHH GAWD! *happy noises*

Gojo loves playing in the rain- he treats it like a whole production; dancing and laughing and singing while Geto’s like a wet cat all 😑 cause now he’s gotta dry his hair before it gets all gross- but then he gets over it seeing Gojo so happy and immediately joins in whsnnwnsns

Shoko with her umbrella protecting her cigarette as she watches them with the easiest of smiles is so cute??? Gojo and Geto are sliding all over the place, falling in the mud and just having the time of their lives- yes she has to heal them when they ultimately get bruised up or sick but like- it’s all worth seeing them giggly.

This actually happened to me and a friend but: Gojo and Geto running out into the rain, getting rained on and performing “Singing in the rain” terribly before a massive lightening bolt crashes in the distance sending them running for cover screaming cause God told them “Stop singing I got a migraine!” 🤣🤣🤣 Shoko won’t let them live it down, she all but choked on her cigarette with how hard she was laughing qhdbwnnxnsns

Sometimes Gojo will walk in the rain without an umbrella or his infinity just to be reminded of those days before it all came to an end.

[doritopaw101]

Hc: Firestar calls Ravenpaw his adder prince and Ravenpaw calls Firestar his beloved kindle

[simple-seranade]

Okay Tango being heart eyes towards Jimmy and getting teased for it by impulse

what do you mean they’re divorced, they’re hopelessly in love as tango simps from afar

[questionablequeeries]

Your Kiss Is On My List by Hall and Oates

“Kiss me.”

“…Excuse me?” Steve looked at Eddie, who was slightly out of breath as he burst into the Family Video, clutching a paper and camera.

“Kiss me so I can get a picture.” Eddie clarified, thereby making shockingly even less sense.

Steve put a hand on his hip and arched a brow, “Why?” He highly doubted it was a spur of the moment thing, though there was the less logical part that screamed at him to shut up and accept the man’s offer.

Eddie let out a long, dramatic sigh before slapping his paper onto the counter, “I’m doing a scavenger hunt. You know, the one the radio station’s putting on?”

“…Okay?”

“And the more outlandish the thing you can bring in, the more points you get.” Eddie stopped there as if that should be obvious, and Steve was impressed by the much longer, far more dramatic sigh when he realized there were no dots being connected. He wondered if he should applaud, “I have everything except the last thing, and that’s worth the most.”

Steve’s eyes trailed down to the bottom of the page before he frowned, “‘The impossible’? Eddie, if this is because it’s impossible for me to kiss boys, I think I’ve been out way too long for it to shock anyone that I’m bi.” And he wasn’t stupid, knew the influence of the Harrington name protected him slightly from the backlash Eddie received for the very same ‘crime’. Well, similar. Eddie was completely gay, and Steve wasn’t planning on looking too deeply inside of himself to figure out why that delighted him.

Eddie rolled his eyes, “No, it’s because it’s impossible for King Steve to be kissing The Freak. I’ll get, like, a billion points for that!” He grinned like he hadn’t said something that absolutely broke Steve’s heart.

“Hey, why do you think that?” Steve frowned, the joyful air sucked out of the room.

“Because you’re perfect and I’m literally just me.” Eddie crossed his arms and looked down, toeing the carpet with his sneaker, “You’re everything I’m not, so it’s kinda tough to think you’d ever go for someone like me.” He shrugged his shoulders, “Not exactly a catch as a super super super senior.”

“You only had to repeat because you were in a coma.” Steve argued, “And you were in a coma because you were saving Dustin. That deserves some accolades.”

Eddie shrugged again then sighed, but this time it was far too real for Steve’s liking, “Look, can I get the picture or not? Daylight’s burning.” He waggled his Polaroid.

“…Fine.” Steve nodded, grabbing a sticky note and scribbling something down. He leaned over and there were sudden sparks waiting for him. He was sure his heart was about to beat right out of its chest as he was enveloped by the scent of cigarettes and cologne, the taste of Hubba Bubba, the feeling of slight chap and the beginning of a five o’clock shadow. With a flash of light, it was over far too soon for his liking.

Eddie grabbed the picture as it printed, shaking it to make it dry faster, “Thanks, I’ll be sure to buy you something with the prize mo-“ His voice caught in his throat as he stared down, face becoming a new and exciting shade of red. Yes, there was the kiss but, below it, was a post-it note clutched between Steve’s thumb and forefinger, facing the camera: ‘Eddie, will you go out with me this Friday? -Steve’

Steve decided to break the stretching silence, “You could buy me dinner.” And his grin grew to match the one before him, both equally delighted by the possibility of the impossible.

The newest prompt by @steddie-week, and you can follow along on AO3:

[thelavendersquid]

Doing You A Favor

It's Do A Grouch A Favor Day so naturally I had to torment my favorite grouchy angel. My tired boi deserves a good laugh and Faron and Forrest are always happy to provide. These are my original characters from my fantasy novel series - if you want to see more of them please let me know!!

(ao3 link here)

Wordcount: 826

“Hey Cal, what do you get when you cross a lemon with a cat?”

Cal glanced up from where he was scooping coffee grounds into the machine. He narrowed his eyes slightly at Faron before turning back to his task without a word.

“A sour-puss.” Faron laughed out loud at his own joke. Cal felt the tug of magic but brushed it off without a second thought. He turned towards the dark-haired man and met his wide grin with a frown.

“Nice try Faron, but you have to get up pretty early in the morning for that to work on me.” Cal turned back to his coffee.

Faron’s grin never slipped. He leaned back against the cabinets, crossing his arms. “Oh it wasn't supposed to. I’m just the distraction.”

Cal looked up sharply. “Distraction? Distraction for wha-AH!” Cal jerked forward, away from the set of fingers that had suddenly crawled up his sides. He attempted to spin around - unsuccessfully, as the curly-haired young man behind him had an iron grip.

Forrest gave the angel a bright grin. “Hi Cal!” He wiggled his fingers against Cal’s sides again.

“Forrest, wh-ahahahaha what are you do-heheheAHhehe-ing?” Cal was sliding down the kitchen counter towards the floor, twisting left and right in a desperate attempt to get away.

Forrest followed him, still grinning ear to ear and fingers still dancing against his sides. “Tickling you, obviously!”

“Wh-hahahaHAHA-WHYYY?” Cal was now on the floor, barely able to get the word out through his laughter as Forrest’s hands moved on to his stomach.

Forrest laughed. “It’s Do A Grouch A Favor Day! I’m doing you a favor!”

“This isn’t a favor!” Cal’s wings appeared, snapping out with a sudden force. Forrest laughed again as they smacked him in the face, then grabbed onto one and slid his fingers under the feathers. Cal shrieked and rolled onto his side, burying his face in his hands and giving in to laughter.

“Yes it is! I’m making you less grouchy! And I think it’s working!”

“Heaven knows you need it,” Faron said from across the room, where he was watching with a bright grin. Cal, eyes still squeezed tightly shut, summoned the coordination to pull a hand away from his face and flip him off - and to send a flash of magic in his direction as he did so. Faron felt it scurry up his spine and burst into laughter of his own, wrapping his arms around himself as the ticklish energy darted across his skin.

Cal smirked at this - but only for a moment, before Forrest shoved his hands underneath his shirt to attack the bare skin. “AHHAHAHAHA - FORREST!” He collapsed back onto the floor, laughing too hard to get out another word. Forrest laughed with him.

Forrest tickled him for another minute, fingers dancing across every inch of Cal he could reach while the angel laughed himself to tears - and made very little attempt to get away, appearing to have accepted his fate. Faron, who might have joined in, was kept too busy giggling thanks to Cal’s own ticklish magic that still scurried through his bones.

It was when this magic began trailing off - Faron’s laughter fading into nothing but a wide grin - that Forrest finally slowed his attack. He stilled his hands before gently pulling them away, grinning down at a thoroughly un-grouched Cal. The angel’s hair was a tousled mess, his wing feathers sticking out in all directions, tears were streaked across his bright red face, and his arms were thrown over his face in an - unsuccessful - attempt to stifle his lingering giggles. Forrest laughed down at him then held out a hand, which Cal took after a moment. He helped the angel sit up, propping him against the cabinets, and shuffled around to sit next to him. Cal leaned his head against his shoulder as his own shoulders shook with the last of his giggles.

Faron, who had finished making the cup of coffee Cal had been working on, brought it over and handed it to the angel. Cal straightened up and took a sip. “Now we’re on the right track. If you wanted to make me less grouchy you could have just brought me coffee sooner.” His tone was gruff, but Forrest was delighted to notice that he still wore a smile.

Faron laughed as he plopped down on Cal’s other side. “That’s not as fun.”

Cal heaved a sigh, then held out an arm for Faron as he sat down, wrapping it around his shoulders and pulling him closer. He set his cup down - using his wing to pull Forrest closer as he did so - and snuggled into both of them, resting his head on Faron’s shoulder as Forrest snuggled close on his other side.

After a moment Cal muttered, “I will get revenge, you know.” Both werewolves immediately tensed against him and Cal couldn’t hold back a laugh.

Maybe this day wouldn’t be so bad after all.

[justkeepwalkingnothinghere]

This. This storyboard.

Look at the pizzazz, the joy, the whimsy. They are all on track to die in roughly 48 hours, yet Raine is hamming up this rebellion name reveal just to (presumably) cheer up Luz after she thought she and Eda had been captured. Raine is thinking ‘I gotta make a good impression on my ex’s kids’ and their idea is to do jazz hands.

Raine may be a massive dork, but they’re my our massive dork. And that’s why I love them <3

[wrathofrats]

I think alpha and omega are very sacred about their magic, always warning the younger ghouls to handle their powers with care and to respect their gifts

I think the first time he sees pebble using his powers to make his own weed titled “shit to put in the vents to make the big guys calm down” omega almost has a stroke

Alpha similarly when ifrit uses it to make cup noodles in his hands instead of the microwave

[angstydisaster02]

An analysis about why Bakudeku is one of the most inspirational relationships. (Manga spoilers)

First part : my thoughts

Tbh, I really have this impression the manga is coming to an end very soon, which breaks my heart because I don’t know what I’ll do without my daily leaks. However, I trust Horikoshi about the rest of the story and I do think he’ll make an open ending about which “ship” is canon, even if we all know that the biggest and most developed relationship in the manga is bkdk.

It would be interesting to see the “after” of this war, the hospital beds, the tears because they lost people, the relief because it’s over and the final conversation beg the ending. Knowing Horikoshi until now, never made things randomly because everyone is thinking in advance, including the conversation between Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo.

You can’t tell me the author of this manga who always did things with a smart brain will put aside such an important detail about the dynamic between his characters.

A part of me hopes we’ll have the bkdk talk at the hospital or somewhere else because there’s no way these two idiots keep living their lives as if nothing happened. I have high expectations due to the fanfics, but I’m pretty sure I’ll never be the same once the chapter with the bkdk talk comes.

Second part : the analysis feat manga panels

looking forward, it’s incredible how Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki’s relationship started in the worst way (I’m not including the childhood memories) and…Ended up being something like that.

I’m emotional when I think about everything they’ve been through, the many realizations about losing each other, the development of their relationship after an emotional scene such as Deku Vs Kacchan 2, the way they need to push each other’s up to be the best version of themselves in any situation.

It’s not a surprise if these two are mean to be canon (in a platonic or romantic to way, depends about your opinion !) and each little moment highlights this statement.

Think about it : they all learned one of few important things with the other’s presence by their side, on purpose or not. Their dynamic is something unique you can’t find in others shonen or mangas, because they have this specific bond, the one getting stronger though the years because their mistakes became a reason to improve and be a better person for this childhood friend they knew since the early days.

Izuku Midoriya needs Katsuki Bakugo like Katsuki Bakugo needs Izuku Midoriya.

You can’t take away this part of their soul, and even when people like AFO tried, they ended up paying the price by revealing how much they care about each other.

Don’t startd with the Heroees rising thing because I can write an entire novel about them, but this is another proof of how they’re made for each other. Their relationship improve though the years and it’s only the beginning, I can’t help but imagine how future bkdk will have an amazing relationship once they figured out everything and untold truths.

They’re each other’s pillars, holding the other up to do the best and watch from afar their other’s improvement.

That’s why the hospital conversation might be the peak of their relationship: the moment when they’ll both break their shield, welcoming the tears and listening how life is a fragile line on a thread.

None of them refuse to break this meaningful thread, because this is something they’ve built for years, and it’s their biggest strength (and biggest weakness like Shigaraki pulled out)

In conclusion: they’re driving me crazy and I have no regrets following their journey because it’s probably one of the best relationships I’ve seen (and I watched a lot of anime/manga, read a lot of books and they’re still superior !)

Thanks for reading my analysis because it’s one of my guilty pleasures when I’m passionate about something, especially my comfort ship ! Take care of yourself <3

[ok12857]

they’re so cute

should I make this my new pfp??

[ceaselesslyinlove]

i’ve decided the church scene is polin’s cutest scene this season just two complete dorks being in love and cheesin’ about it 🥹🥹🥹

[superiorsturgeon]

First Date Regrets

Jaune: *on his first date with Pyrrha, eating Vacuan spicy noodles* So, tell me more about where you grew up! 😄

Jaune: *internal* OH GODS THESE NOODLES ARE HOT!!! I wanted to impress Pyrrha by ordering something cool but this was a horrible mistake!! 🥵

Pyrrha: *takes a bite of her Valian gravy-smothered sausage* Oh, it was lovely! A bit warmer than Vale in the summer, but very comfortable the rest of the year! ☺️

Pyrrha: *internal* Oh, no! I forgot that Valian sausage gives me gas! I can feel my stomach gurgling right now! I hope I can hold it in until I can get away to the bathroom! I don’t want to embarrass myself in front of Jaune! 😰

Jaune: *sweating* Did you get any snow during winter? 😰

Pyrrha: *clenching and squirming a bit* Oh, not really! It mostly just got rainy and misty! 😖

Jaune: It sounds very nice! Maybe someday I’ll get to visit!

Jaune: *internal* MAYDAY!!! 🔥🌶️ 🥵

Pyrrha: That sounds lovely!

Pyrrha: *internal* Oh, LORD…! 😫

Jaune: *shakily edges his seat back* Excuse me, I need to use the bathroom…!

Pyrrha: *knuckles white from gripping the table* Oh, take your time! I’ll be here when you get back!

Jaune: *sprints to the bathroom*

Pyrrha: *waits until Jaune has rounded a corner before sprinting to the other bathroom*

Nora: *peeks out from her hiding spot in a potted plant* Dang, I thought they were doing well until the moment they both ran out of the room!

Ren: *disguised as busboy* Do you think they’re okay?

Nora: Probably, but in the meantime why let their food get cold? *already eating Jaune’s noodles*

[inaris-pokemon-world]

(@askopuntia) Opuntia@Mochi "You really do like technology, don't you? Aside from abandoned and ancient structures, we don't have much technology where I'm from. What got you interested in it?"

The Mewtwo finally pauses in his rant, stock-still for just a moment before a fond look appears on his face. He levitates over an item from a shelf and holds it up.

”One of these, actually,” Mochi said, looking fond. “When I was still pretty little, I asked Ma and Uncle how Poké Balls worked. Pokémon were so much bigger than the little orbs, so how did they fit? They didn't know the specifics, so I took an empty one and… started tinkering.”

Mochi laughed. “Within a week, I'd figured out how they functioned, and after that I made some modifications… ended up turning a Poké Ball into basically an Ultra Ball with a Poké Ball shell. Then I took apart a toaster and just never stopped fiddling with tech!”

Some of the excitement returned, and Mochi retrieved a bunch of games from a nearby shelf.

“I have a whole bunch of games in my collection. What kind of games do you like?” he asked. “I’ve got Super Smash Bros, Mario Kart, Among Us, Kirby Star Allies, CoD… um, maybe not that last one!” Mochi said quickly, noticing the age of the asker. “I’ve got just about any genre you might want.”

Mochi slowly turned around, a smile appearing on his face as he leaned over Ume.

“Not everyone had thumbs, dummy,” Ume huffed.

“And not everyone has an attitude, but here we are,” Mochi retorted.

The two maintained their serious expressions for a few second before they both started laughing. They both clearly enjoy the banter.

@askopuntia @kutsukispast

[sapphiretanto]

I see your Rise Leo and 2012 Leo cracking one-liners and raise you one by adding in 2003 Leo and his one-liners