#w/e

[dripgnoll]

they've both got.. autism.

[chimmaddie]

[ID: three digital drawings making up a short comic of characters from 911 on ABC. All three showing Chimney in a hospital bed and buck sitting at his bedside. In the first buck is smiling and saying to Chimney, "yeah, when I was telling Maddie about Tommy, I thought it was totally normal to check out a hot guys ass, haha." and chimney replies, "but that is totally normal," looking unperturbed.

In the next image Chimney is smiling as he says, "in fact, I've had fantasies about other men before. But I was still completely straight." Buck squints as him and says, "... yeah, that's how I thought before I came out."

The final panel is buck and chimney sitting in silence. now drawn with dot eyes to signify their surprise and realization. A bisexual flag is now the entire background of this image. End ID.]

brothers in law.... :)

[party2000]

[shreddeddescent]

p1 | p2 | p3

i dont think im doin anymore of this cuz theres a posted fic of it now but this part was funny (its rated explicit so like youve been warned)

[zombiemoral]

Trolls doodle dump WHO CLAPPED!?!!

[rockingthegraveyard]

They way he just protects this little girl!!!

All the while he's just so fucking scared!

With three villains after him now, one completely losing interest because he's already scared out of his mind. Meanwhile everyone is just gossiping about Batman doing something to the Red Hood that might make him an easier targets and I'm stomping Bruce to death with my hooves.

[island-in-the-shadows]

Loooool I love seeing all these people going no past Devil's Minion never happened, moving on. Ok, sure, because all the little things mean nothing. Because Night Island existing in this universe (regardless if they ever make the mini series) means nothing. Because taking Armand's whole thing about turning a vampire (and how this also plays into his formative relationship with Marius) and literally sledgehammering it to a gooey pulp and making it about Louis makes sense.

If anything I started out going "oh ok nothing" and the more time has passed, the more I think the opposite. Hey maybe I'm wrong, but it would be a waste of source material that would only ADD to the complexity of the characters and their relationship in the present. And it would literally make the relationship near fucking impossible. Might as well say DM isn't happening at that rate.

[adinafay]

[theloveinc]

dabi x reader - you can't tell me this man doesn't know how to pick out jewelry, for himself or you.

(warning - no specific holiday mentioned, gn except there's a necklace <3)

happy holidays!

-

It’s the end of the night. The soft glow of the holiday lights a comfort as you wind down from your day of calling friends and loved ones, drying your mouth with greetings and kisses that won’t be matched for another full year’s time.

Decorations adorn your apartment, waiting to be torn down sometime after New Years once you recover from your holiday bliss, the expected hangover that comes with it, and all your friends get up off your couch.

Dabi had… surprisingly… joined your celebrations this year. Last year, though you were familiar with him in ways just the same, you suppose you hadn’t actually known him well enough for him to willingly stand witness to the intimacy of your friendly gatherings. Though he hardly participated in the festivities even now—preferring to hover in the kitchen over the rising bread rolls and honey whilst others decorated cupcakes and shared food—he stood beside you like a good boyfriend when it was required of him, bowed his head for any introductions, and pinched out a smile when people asked what you got each other as gifts.

Which, mutually, was nothing.

(In all honesty, you considered your gift to him the simple fact that you allowed him to stay at your apartment more often than not… and simultaneously, weren’t expecting anything from him in return. Besides, he had hardly brought up the holiday season except for a handful of times, once almost embarrassedly, if not just cold, to confirm that he wasn’t going to be kicked out from your dwelling the second someone “civilized”—your words, out of his mouth—showed up.

(The only other time it came up was when he came home with a shoplifted bag of white chocolate peppermint kisses and started throwing them at you from across the living room when you scolded him about potentially being caught.))

And you didn’t mind.

For as long as you had known him, in sleeping together, and in dating—it was never about the material. Your heart was already full, by his doing (for a partial criminal, he was rather quite giving) and most others: your home was furnished and comfortable, your friends close and happy, and even the high quality pillows you had been wanting for ages (to which even Dabi agreed you needed new ones,) were so much of an aside that you hadn’t even bothered to ask anyone for anything.

It’s only now as the evening fades that he approaches—his face like a petulant cat waiting to be stroked, lips upturned under those glazed, knowing eyes—holding out a box you do not recognize.

No bigger than your fist, He doesn’t discard it gently in your lap. Instead, he tosses it to you nonchalantly, without concern for what’s underneath the terrible wrapping paper he made of yesterday’s newspaper, no obvious interest in your reaction.

Regardless, he lingers. First, you think to acknowledge your questioning look with a sneer. Then, when his lip is curled but he doesn’t move, you realize, to watch you unwrap the thing.

You roll your eyes, but give him what he wants… and under the newspaper find a soft velvet box. Not the right size for him to be offering you a ring, but instead the most beautiful pendant necklace: delicately chained and well-polished, it’s far superior (and more expensive) than what you would’ve assumed is his taste.

“Touya,” you say, suddenly shy with surprise as you glance up. “It’s lovely.”

He seems to balk at a response, barely shrugging when you catch his eye, as if you weren't expected to react at all.

“It’s nothing, really.”

You remove it from the box, careful not to pull too hard or potentially mar the gem, and stand to offer Dabi your neck though find that he’s already reaching in, eyes lowered, to help clasp the chain.

“Nothing? You can't say that. How'd you even pick something so...?"

His fingers are cold against the skin of your nape, though you find he’s careful not to snag any loose hairs that linger freely. He manages the hook in barely one try.

“So pretty?" he says, his voice is dry as ever as he presses you to turn and face him. "I had a feeling it might suit you. Think I might've been right, huh?"

And when you lead him to the mirror to inspect, you find that you happen to think so, too.

[the-binding-blade]

i want to feel you from the inside

[fishalthor]

jay duffy as dain bornhald in the wheel of time 2.08

[bugslap]

i have been daydreaming about this thing for like a month. the Dishslosher...

[slythereen]

mood this morning

[tacticaldivine]

its my birthday <3 so a little treat for myself

[shreddeddescent]

HOKAYYYYYYYYYYYY you guys are crazy this is your faults for letting me do this.

decided to put kirby and venus in the cloaks id described them being in when they were first spotted in the dark. kirby should have a sword but like i didnt give the guys their weapons so thats okay. and jennika is like...... well she vibes too well in civvies to not draw em.

and a height chart w the original just for reference. i think the colours might be off from how i describe stuff but also my gamma on my tablet was fucked so whateverrrr im sick of lookin at it

and the turtles are actually a year older but like i fuckin copy pasted the image so w/e

the fucking. art style ive chosen is very uhhhhh tonally weird for this. but ehhhh it was the fastest

BUT THERE YOU GO. okay. god. im sorryyyyy