#this probably happened

[always-tired-plshelp]

Viktor, probably:

[iaminevitable012]

you know how spiders don't have bones right

well

*In class one day*

Peter: *Bends his back over the chair to crack it (as you do)*

Peter: *keeps bending*

Peter: *is now in what would be considered a really awkward position*

Peter: huh

[iambrownandbrownie]

ShenBros at some random point

SJ: what are the three magic words?

SY: Choke me Daddy

SJ: Not those ones!

SY: WE HAVE OTHER MAGIC WORDS?!?!

[animinarts]

First episode of Gavv and it’s pretty good 👍🍭

[dreamsandstars24]

Rhys: Why is Gwyn staring at Az like that?

Cassian: She is trying to prove a theory.

Rhys: Why is Azriel flexing his wings like that?

Cassian: He is trying to help Gwyn prove her theory.

[mentallyillastrophelfreak]

an idea just came flying into my head just now. what if trans!regulus hated wearing makeup cause it made him look "girly", but as he grew older and sirius started wearing it and regulus kind of liked it, he tries wearing just eyeliner. he spends his free time trying to perfect it, and once he does he wears it to school.

Regulus: *just breathing*

Sirius: *holding up a butter knife* OH MY GOD WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BROTHER?!?

Regulus: *activate scowl* It's just me, you idiot.

Sirius: Are you wearing...

Sirius: ...eyeliner?...

Regulus: Yeah, so?

Sirius: *crying* This is the best moment of my entire existence.

Regulus: I thought meeting Lupin was the best moment.

Sirius: Well, this is the second.

*LATER*

James: Pads, do you want pizza or -

James: WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY REG?!?

Regulus: WILL EVERYONE PLEASE STOP OVERREACTING?!??!

[miwiromantics]

When Will went missing

Jonathan: excuse me ma'am, have you seen my brother? Jonathan: he's about this tall *gestures hand* clearly gay but we haven't had the talk

[totallyexhausted]

Gojo as he body-slams a 10-year-old Megumi against the coffee table: No matter your opponent's size, make sure you give it your all.

[thealexking]

Dean trying to teach Ketch to use a grill

*Dean in the foreground pointing out the propane tank, how to turn it on, how to adjust the flame to the 'perfect size'.*

*Ketch looking absolutly uninterested but nodding along anyway.*

*Alex sitting at the picnic table watching as Dean tries to explain the flavor dynamics of a 'properly cooked burger'.*

*Elly walks up to her and hands her a beer.* "Why is he doing this again?"

*Alex takes beer and takes a long sip from it.* "Dean said he needed to be 'More American'..."

[abeltownshipslittlebitch]

Five: Hey I wonder what happens if I put powdered milk into carbonated water

Five:

Five: My cereal is loud and it's demanding to know why I would sin against both nature and God so thoughtlessly.

Sam:… How does it taste?

Five: Bad.

Veronica: The fizz comes from carbonic acid in the water splitting up into CO₂ and H₂O over time. And carbonic acid is – as an acid – sour. By adding milk to sour water you've created a very convincing emulation of spoiled milk, so I'll believe in a heartbeat that the taste is Not Great™.

Five: I have mastered the potion: Instant Spoiled Milk, therefore earning the rank of shittiest alchemist currently alive.

@dorkylittleweirdo

[anidealistatbestburntoutatworst]

kunikida: “so are you seeing anyone?”

dazai *thinking*: “like… romantically or like the undead spirit of my one true friend who follows me wherever i go…”

kunikida: “… romantically i suppose.”

dazai grateful he did not need to delve into personal lore on a monday morning: “oh! yes!!”

[iaminevitable012]

Peter: *building a blanket fort*

Loki: *comes in* what the fuck are you doing

Peter: language mr loki >:o

Loki:

Peter:

Loki:

Peter: i'm building a blanket fort do you wanna hel-

Loki: yes now move over spiderling

[lusinzak]

Kaz: So, now we move to Plan N.

Jesper: What? When did all the previous plans end?

Kaz: Oh, the first one was just a general idea. Plan C and D were discarded before we left for the job. Plan B was to distract our enemies. Plan E was to fool you all...

Nina, outraged: Why? Just why would you do it?

Kaz, never showing an emotion: For the fun of it, of course.

Nina: *murderous glance*

Kaz, not a bothered at all: And so every time anything went wrong, we moved to the next plan. Simple.

*understanding silence*

Kaz, checking his watch: Ah, but now we'll have to move to Plan O, which involves Matthias singing "Hallelujah" on top of his lungs. Come on.

Matthias: What?

[cyanide-sodapop]

Gru: *steals the moon*

Chase Devineaux: IT WAS HER!!! LA FEMME ROUGE!!!

[narcoticwriter]

Arataki Blazing Armor Beetle Battle Boot Camp: (exists)

Someone on the Alcor, watching from where they are in Guyun Stone Forest:

[rainycraze]

Osmar's Dreams

Osmar shot up in bed, head swimming with the visions of elves and battles and rituals in a moonlit city, all seemingly as dark as this bedroom he slept in every night. Or tried to sleep, before the dreams started to take over.

He turned over and smashed his face in the pillow with a groan. He’d be punished for sleeping in school again, he just knew it.

What do adults do when they can’t sleep? Mama prayed to the Dawnfather a lot. Osmar took a breath, “Dawnfather…Mama won’t let me light the lanterns by myself yet, so I have no prayer light to give right now…Um, when your daylight shines in the morning, please help me stay awake in school tomorrow, I pray. The light shine upon our path forever, as it illuminated our steps out of darkness before.  Let the darkness be a cover, and not a prison. May light be with you…”

Osmar’s breath quickened. That wasn't any prayer of the Dawnfather! Was that in one of the dreams? He glared at the deep darkness. It seemed to always be darker than he remembered. He used to be able to see everything in the dark, and these silly human bodies needed extra light and eight hours of sleep just to function. Such an inconvenience to a soldier like her!

Wait. Osmar was nine years old; when had he never been a human boy? He sat up slowly on his elbow. The dreams always had elves, dark elves like the adults warned about. But never scary the way adults said. There was always a light, but not daylight. Always a strange kind of light that was…endless shaped? And he understood the words now; before Osmar thought the dreams were in Zemnian, but now they seemed like another language entirely. He tested that prayer on his tongue again; definitely not Zemnian. But if those aren’t words in the Dwendalian Empire, where?

“Kryn. I’m from the Kryn Dynasty.” Those words were also in this new, old language, and that means he can bring parts of his dreams into his waking life now. A strange peace lay over Osmar, and he lied back into bed thinking of light and possibility.