#weeeeeeeeeee~

[dracocheesecake]

Lol. I can already imagine Modern AU!Kai being forced to sit through these films thanks to Daiyu while being like: "Why did you even make watch these films?"

"Why are you even making me watch these films?"

"It gets better."

"You said that six scenes ago, too: and guess what?- It didn't."

Daiyu smiled, ever so slightly. She kept her eyes carefully glued to the screen. Her blue tongue flickered in and out.

"Just keep watching."

Kai let out a long, exaggerated groan and sank even further onto the couch- if he sank any more, he'd slip right off the suede. He crossed his arms over his chest, looking for all the world like a child; the movie was so bad, it had reduced the battle-hardened, retired military general to this. A few more scenes passed. Kai groaned again.

"It's bad, Daiyu. It's just bad. Pick another one. Please, it's killing me. You're killing me- or my brain, at least."

Daiyu glanced at him from the corner of her eye. She tried to keep on that facade of serene stoicism, but her smile crept from her face and into her voice:

"Perhaps that's my plan," she said. She watched the screen again. "Perhaps I'm going to make you watch these horrible movies until you go insane, and then I can have you committed and cash in on the insurance."

Kai snorted. "Wasn't that the plot of the last one?"

Daiyu's facade shattered. She threw her head back and groaned. "No, Kai- that's this one. Are you even watching the movie?"

"No! That's the point, Daiyu- I don't want to watch it! You're making me!"

"Hey, you said I could pick the movie tonight."

"And I realize now that that was a stupid decision. I'm never letting you pick another movie ever again. This is it: you've lost all film choice privileges."

Daiyu grinned at him. Her tongue flickered again. "It's my T.V., Fatty."

"And it's hours of both of our lives being wasted."

"You were going to do that, anyway."

Kai glared at her. "Make me get off this couch."

Daiyu jumped up from the loveseat, pillow in hand. "No need," she said calmly, "I'll come to you."

And then she rushed over and started beating him with it. The bull snorted, but didn't resist as it bounced off of him.

"Yes, please," Kai said, "end my suffering- better yet, give me that- I'll smother myself so I don't have to watch the rest of this."

He grinned and made to grab at the pillow, but Daiyu held it out of his reach, smiling down at him mischievously.

"Oh no, you don't! I still need you around to get through the sequel."

Kai feigned horror. "A sequel? They really made a sequel to this? You're joking- now that I have to see."

Daiyu plopped down next to him, picking up the remote.

"Oh, trust me: you have no choice in that."

[linkvcr]

doodles of gratitude (part 1) by @arecaceae175 :D

[daddario]

Sam and Dean lacking personal space in every episode - 22/327

[whirlybirbs]

please. please "touching foreheads" with all might. please.

You won.

Your breath is coming out in rattled pants.

You can't feel your legs — the burn of fatigue swept that awareness away long ago. You brace a palm on a steel rebar, try to take a step, and then those exhausted limbs drag you down. You crumple. You can't stand. Everything feels heavy.

You've pushed past your upper limit, way past what your body could handle.

But, it doesn't matter.

You won.

The sirens are closer now, and someone is calling your name frantically in the fray. The debris bites into your skin as you try to push yourself up, try to keep moving. You lost a glove mid-fight. The ash burns your throat; your body feels like lead.

It feels like one of those bad dreams. You can't move. Every time you finally will yourself up, you tumble back down again.

"DERECHO!"

The voice is louder now.

The sky is dark with smoke and fire.

Then:

Toshinori.

The relief that washes over him is unstoppable. It floods him like a cracked levi — he's tumbling down the broken building's foundation to your side. His knees skid in the dirt, his hands blindly anchoring themselves to the sides of your face as his cape flutters behind him like a fallen flag.

"Der'— Der', look at me," his voice is so desperate; the blood in your hairline is sticky as his fingers push a few unruly strands back and out of your face. You're alive. He needs to see you.

You tilt your head back.

Your eyes are still glowing from your quirk; that eerie, gilded light in your irises tells him you're alive, that even now you're still ready to fight — but he knows you need to quell the electric current in your system. Too much and you risk a cardiac event. That stupid smirk of yours is lopsided from your broken jaw.

Pride hangs heavy on your shoulders.

Toshi presses his forehead to yours tightly, his hands big and warm on your face as he cradles you gently to him. The floodlight from the news chopper overhead cuts through the smog and smoke.

You exhale, slip your eyes shut, and finally let yourself hurt.

You won.

— a reference to this fic here ;

[justheblueberry]

home

[honestlydarkprincess]

slowly getting sober from the taste of your skin

buck x eddie || rated: t || wc: 11.2k

Eddie didn’t do this.

He didn’t go to bars and get drunk and spill his heart to the bartender. He didn’t stare at his phone like a loser and swipe through pictures of him and godforsaken crush.

Except tonight, he did.

Or, the one where Eddie gets drunk and pines. Includes Maddie & Eddie friendship, lots of miscommunication, and a happy fluffy ending.

read on ao3

[gideonysis]

uh guys

[radiance1]

Teddy bear Danny au strikes again! With its partner in crime being the Uncle Waylon au!

So, Teddy Bear Danny ends up in Gotham because he heard his dad mention some man named Waylon in passing, so he decided to put his (figurative) big boy pants on and head out to find him!

He even had a little bag his mom made him, that he filled up with snacks, his allowance, and various Fenton gadgets he could get his hands on without his parents noticing- like the lipstick. It could also, and he's never sure how his parents managed to do it, hold way more stuff than it should looking at how small it is.

So then he left Amity Park with his family none the wiser, thinking about how awesome it would be when he shows up with his uncle!

He went through a few cities, getting weird looks here and there, playing with some kids he's met, being kidnapped by a few, being kidnapped by decidedly not children, practicing stranger danger- sometimes and others following random people he's just met when they said they knew who Waylon Jones was after he showed them a picture!

A picture he drew himself in crayon, thank you very much. His family said he was quite the artist!

He never managed to actually find his uncle though, even with showing random people his picture. So eventually, he always had to hop buses to the next city he could, though he was unfortunately running low on his allowance...

So low that, when he managed to think about it, could only drop his off at one more city, if he didn't want to impose on the amount he set aside to get him and Waylon back to Amity Park. So, he set his sights on Gotham City, hoping that he would be able to find his uncle there!

When he did get there, he psyched himself up, striking a few poses he saw on Tv once and then running off to go find his uncle.

Once again, a few people looked at him weirdly, but it wasn't anything he wasn't used to, but for some reason he got kidnapped more so than usual, not even by kids! Which were his usual kidnappers, sometimes they even tried to mug him for some reason.

So he gave them a snack.

Some took it and let him leave, others... not so much. So he had run away from those ones, fading through a wall or hiding behind a dumpster, or losing them in the crowd were all very effective methods!

He showed some people his drawing, and nobody still didn't know who he was asking about! Which was stupid, in his opinion, because his drawing was very detailed and very accurate! He was about to give him, thinking that nobody would be able to help him, and was just about to head back home.

At least until he ran into somebody, quite literally falling over due to his sides. It was an accident, but still! People should really be considerate of Teddy bears roaming around!

The guy bent down and apologized for running into him, which was a very rare thing when he stepped out of Amity! So this guy had an instant improve on him on that alone, so he got up, dusted himself off and showed him the drawing of his uncle.

The guy who introduced himself as Brucie Wayne actually recognized him too! He said he was on his way to meet him, to be exact, and Danny saw an opportunity when he saw one, so he climbed onto Bruce Wayne and practically forced the guy to take him alone.

He gave him one of his favorite snacks as payment.

Actually two, because he was nice and fun. But no more than that because these are his snacks, and some were also for his uncle!

So when he got to the place his uncle was being held at- Arkham Asylum-, he was informed that his uncle is currently held here in captivity for something, something, something that he didn't bother to remember if he was being honest.

So of course, the most natural thing and reaction to do was to plan a prison break.

He stayed on Bruce's shoulder, using him as a free ride throughout Arkham Asylum while directing him towards his uncle via picture. It took a while of insistence, but they eventually got to his uncles, so he got down, gave Bruce a handshake, phased through the glass of his uncles cell and stared up.

And up.

And up.

And up.

Sweet macaroni! He didn't know his uncle was so tall! he was practically taller than his Pa! Which said something considering he was like, the tallest person he'd ever seen in the history of ever. But regardless he managed to find him, so he jumped around him a bit in happiness, and showed him the picture.

===

Waylon Jones, otherwise known as Killer Croc, was exceedingly confused about why there was a tiny, sentient teddy bear in his cell. Who seemed happy being in his presence of all things.

It showed him a crudely drawn picture of him after jumping up and down around him, and he doesn't exactly know the significance of it, but it implied that the toy was trying to find him, he watched it dig through its bag and pull out a wide variety of snacks, all of which were thrown at him.

Quite literally.

So he decided to just, sit down and eat them. Not everyday he gets free snacks like this, so.

While he was chowing down, it took out a crayon and paper and started drawing, then after that it showed him a picture of Jack- helpfully labeled- and his family, which the teddy bear was on there along with another girl in the kids section.

Which, huh, he supposes he has a nephew and niece.

Then in the middle of eating the last snack, guards stepped into his cell to extract his nephew. His nephew's time was up, it seemed, so he waved goodbye and stared trying to plan a prison break to meet his nephew outside of prison the next time they saw each other.

He could have never expected for him to be turned into a smaller, stuffed version of himself and phasing through the walls of his cell.

===

Danny liked his uncle, he was nice! But it was a bit unfair that he was still way taller than him, even when turned into a doll.

Anyways, he had a prison break to complete, and then he could drag his uncle back home to his family's utterly surprised faces!

[whiskeyswifty]

if i say cornelia st is her most romantic song am i gonna get tarred and feathered or what. it's just the way she sounds so anxious and breathless, like she's confessing something that it's killing her to keep to herself. and the way it's not about something starting, or ending, but the way she's in it in that moment. and she can feel how monumental it is that she feels so deeply and strongly and so in love. and this one she never saw coming, she wasn't able to plot it out and see the full picture at first meeting like she usually does. and for once she's not fatalist about it, she actually is letting herself hope that it lasts, will try to make it last, because of how special it feels. and how big it is that she's admitting any of this after all the shit she'd gone through. admitting that it's good... actually... there's nothing wrong with it... it's good and it's been good for a while now and somehow along the way they built this great love. and she didn't realize that due to some grand gesture or during some relationship milestone, but while in the bathtub she was in as she wrote it (according to lore anyway). the way she sees them everywhere she goes, everything reminds her of them. the way she says jacket!! i just... anyway whatever, worth speaking my truth *jumps into the tarpit*

[odegoob]

need to lock in and eradicate from my essence any childish folly

[daddario]

Shadow is up next and that episode is full of them on top of each other. Sometimes they follow one another so closely it's like they're attached by a string.

[dizzybizz]

someone on twt made an inktober prompt list for witch hat atelier.... day 3 is flowers

[sepiamestus]

Ms paint 4 sords

[chiorimoon]

Yandere Rasmus!

This is literally my second time drawing him- enjoy-

[leathermouthproxies]

incase you are a new follower I have a poly proxies (tim, brian, &toby) xreader fic u can find here

fyi, chapter 22 should be out next week ;)

[adozentothedawn]

New episode new thread and i'm finally getting Ekko eyyyyyy