#times-got-wobbly

[fantasticalleigh]

Still on the RAW 2020 watch and just hit episode 46 where Sheamus found Drew’s old blue gear and kilt and surprised him with it, then gave Drew Angela back. Y’all. The look on Drew’s face and the emotion in his voice. Was he unaware that was gonna happen??? He genuinely looked and sounded like he was about to cry and oh my god my HEART 😭😭😭

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Rangi being completely calm and hinged during the noodle scene

[lolathepeacocklord]

EEYAAAAGGGHHHH GO GO RAREPAIR MULTISHIPPING GADGET

[miekasa]

mie, do you have any hcs about satoru's kid(s) having to "parent" him more than he should be to them lmao

LMFAO listen, Satoru is a good dad, and his kids look up to him and follow his lead a lot—but the one thing they school him in is confronting and talking about his feelings. They’re not actively trying to council him, of course, the twins are only four afterall, but whether they realize it or not they’re a pretty good influence on him; all the “why” questions they ask lead both them and Satoru to talking about things he didn’t even think he felt or needed to vocalize :(( it’s actually kind of precious :(( even if he’s soundboarding with some kids

Like, they’re watching a movie or something together right, something they’ve seen before which is why when Satoru starts mumbling about two of the characters, the older of the twins turns right in his lap and says, “Daddy you always talk at this part.”

“No I don’t!” he quick to taunt, turning to the other twin at his side for backup, but he agrees with his brother. Satoru pouts, “Maybe, whatever. I don’t like this part.”

“Why?” the one of the left prompts, looking up at his dad. Satoru frowns; those eyes are his own, and they’re staring right into his soul.

“I just don’t,” he hums, hoping to satisfy the curious children. It doesn’t—and it doesn’t help that they’re twins, because Satoru swears they’ve got some kind of telepathic communication going on with the way they look at each other, then back at him and ask again in unison: “Why?”

“Because, they just leave Tinkerbell behind. That’s not very nice,” Satoru confesses, once again hoping his explanation satiates the twins.

The boy in his lap blinks. Satoru knows he’s in for it. “But they come back for Tinkerbell,” he reminds his father, shuffling around in his lap to rest his head against Satoru’s chest, “That’s nice, daddy.”

“But it’s not nice when they leave her,” Satoru pouts, “It wouldn’t feel good if your brother left you behind, right?”

“Oh,” the other twin gapes, “Does it make you sad?”

“No,” Satoru scoffs, but his tone is too defensive—makes the kids even more curious, and again he’s got two sets of wide eyes staring at him and asking, “Why?”

He sighs, gentler, more honest, “Maybe a little.”

A moment passes where they’re all quiet. Satoru’s not sure of what to say next, worried he might have made the twins upset, when the eldest of the two nuzzles his head against his chest and gently grabs his shirt, “I would be sad like Tinkerbell, I think—I think I’m already sad when you and mommy leave when we go to school.”

“Mommy says it’s okay to have missing feelings,” his brother pipes in.

“Your mother is right,” Satoru chimes in, a nostalgic grin forming on his lips, “We miss you guys, too. Work is not as fun as school.”

The boy by his side frowns, “You work at a school, daddy.”

Satoru chuckles, moves his arm to pat his head, “Yeah, but I work with big kids, not cute little kids like you two.”

The kid giggles under his father’s affection, and for good measure, Satoru squeezes the boy on his lap and little closer to him, too. He smiles too, wiggling around to tuft more of Satoru’s shirt into his small fist.

“Are the big kids nice?”

“Of course!” Satoru grins, “You know that—you’ve met them before. Aren’t Maki and Yuuji and their friends super nice?”

“Oh, yeah,” his son blinks; then smiles, “Yuuji is super nice.”

“Yuuji is the best,” the other twin pipes, “I like Nobara, too—and I like Toge because he gives me piggy back rides.”

“Me, too, I like Toge, too! And, and—and Yuuta because Yuuta does the best pushes on the swings.”

“Does he now?” Satoru questions with a smile.

He gets a nod of confirmation, “Yuuta is really nice. He always gives me more snack, but Yuuji is my favorite.”

“Oh? Yuuji is your favorite? Not me or mommy?” Satoru teases. Both the boys claw at him, talking over each other in exclamations of—“No, you and mommy are the best, too!” and “You’re my favorite favorite!”

He accepts the proclamations with many kisses, genuinely happy to have both his boys in his arms. Satoru kisses both of their heads before they settle back down. They’ve missed a good portion of the movie talking, but neither them seem to mind. Satoru isn’t watching much of it any more himself, busy with thinking about how he’s blessed with such perceptive and intelligent little kids.

“Daddy,” a small voice breaks through his thoughts; Satoru turns to his side, “Are you still sad?”

Satoru purses his lips. He wonders just how much they catch onto—or, perhaps, if he was never that good at hiding it to begin with.

“No,” he answers honestly, “You boys make me very happy.”

His soon looks up at him with a toothy grin. Satoru expects another question, maybe even a—“You make us happy, too, daddy!”—but nothing could have prepared him for what his son says next:

“Hey, daddy, doesn’t Nanamin look like Tinkerbell?”

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

The way I have not written a single word for like a month it feels like I have been busier in the last two weeks than I have been in the last four years of my life and will continue to be busy for the next two weeks I got one day between a four day family trip and a sib visit gotta sew a monkey during the trip and if monkie kid drops in that time I will simply combust

[krakenshaped]

MATSUKAZE TENMAAAAAAAA!!!!

[alexturner2005]

i had to put my dog down today 💔💔💔💔💔💔 worst thing i have ever experienced

[grumpygilly]

cool personal perception of lavingo but if they met in modern times under completely normal conditions, ingo wouldnt have developed a romantic interest in him mans too focused on work and glued to his brother. he def leans more into grey aro but theres less time to develop these feelings in the first place

[moonshynecybin]

rosquez vs truth serum. who would win and why is it their complete refusal to ever show the tender underbelly of honesty

toying with this making things WORSE, cuz vale like. genuinely seems to believe in his delusions. hes committed to this world where marc wanted his ass in the grass. BUT !!! that doesnt mean we couldnt get him on the 'but do you LOVE HIM' question.... that doesnt mean we couldnt get them BOTH on the 'but do you LOVE HIM' question. the hard part is getting them in that situation where that question gets asked. or one where they realize whats going on and dont lock themselves away in some sort of remote isolated cabin

[are-we-really-doing-this]

Yes yes we looooove talking about Wes and his itty bitty waist (as we should), buuuuut…

Where’s the love for Chino?

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: August 1

“Take Me Out" by Franz Ferdinand

[withoutpeer]

@spokewar liked for a starter !

HE CAN still smell smoke . his lungs still sting with heat and ash and his clothes are still burning . but , inexplicably , suddenly , there is no lava around him . no mustafar . no anakin . in fact it looks like - - - -

❝ what . . . ? ❞ he breathes as he turns slowly , taking in the sight of what he knows to be HIS ROOM at the jedi temple . he turns his head toward the door , casting his senses out , expecting to be greeted only with that giant yawning emptiness that he'd felt since the purge .

he's nearly knocked over by the vastness of it , by the feeling of life that extends through the hall , life and THE FORCE . they're here . they're alive ! he's starting toward the door to confirm what must be a hallucination when the door is starting to open and he takes a step back . he considers hiding for a moment but - no . that would be silly . these are his rooms after all . so he's standing there tall , if somewhat awkward , when the person enters . he's ready with a lie, to explain away his state of being , but then , the person - they . . .

❝ what ? ❞ he exclaims as he stares at his own face .

[tin-can-iron-man]

I just. I love my dad so much guys

[sketchyfool]

Did a design of the extremely specific style I'd like to one day cultivate

[orcelito]

Oh! OK, my chin is sore too bfkshd from. Holding the violin. Surprised myself with it by touching it absentmindedly and Feeling Pain. Specifically the part at the back of my jaw. Wild.

[ninja-knox-ur-sox-off]

I love your wobbly hearts AU but the thought has been haunting me of Kai having dyscalcula in the show canon except he doesn't know so much, what's wrong about that. Because Nya and him would've been working together to run the blacksmith shop and she could've handled numbers.

Therefore I hand you the nice of him needing help and calling over Zane to ask if he can read something for him, or his friends reading aloud important letters relating to things they get up to in their ninja business.

Just... Him having friends and them casually supporting him because it didn't come up until AFTER they got Nya back and they had to read books for something or other. And then Jay Cole and Zane could ask her why Kai always goes to her about reading/writing things and she could tell them that he's "never been good at it" so she helps him with it and then they start helping too when they can and. well.

It's just a thought that makes me mushy inside and helps me cope with the extreme angst (like holy SHIT the latest chapters of Wobbly Hearts, OW) of your Fic. I am soft for characters helping eachother <3

tOTALLY FORGOT I GOT THIS ASK HI HELLO???

YESSSSSSSSSSSSS bITING ALL OF THIS SM ;-; its such a lovely thought to imagine Kai listening to Zane or the others read actually what the heck that's so sweet I will cry