#y'all see the vision right?

[lilcreaturethingfromthewoods]

Why do we not have more rivetra Hades/Persephone au works?

It fits the vibes, like we have the bright ball of sunshine female character and the emotionally withdrawn male character...

I mean sure, Levi would never try to drag anyone down to the underworld/underground, but if we add a little ✨creative license✨...

Like the physical manifestation of spring and sunlight sees the cold, blunt lord of death, living alone with his three-headed dog and just decides, 'this guy could use some cheering up, guess I live here now' and moves in

[picnokinesis]

LET YOU CUT ME OPEN JUST TO WATCH ME BLEED GAVE UP WHO I AM FOR WHO YOU WANTED ME TO BE

[weinzapfel]

Supercorp + not getting out of bed 🫣

[vaguelyaperson]

One of my favorite tropes in bkdk plays into the fact that Izuku is, first and foremost, a goddamn otaku.

And this isn't focused on his nerding out over any and all Dynamight merchandise (though that is part of it), but that Izuku is a socially awkward clueless MESS who inwardly cheered the first time he spoke to a girl on the phone.

Izuku has no clue what he's doing when it comes to romance. He's gonna stutter and fumble over everything. He's going to miss so many cues. He's gonna be panicking at 2am to Kaminari and Kirishima, over whether or not Kacchan would appreciate a bouquet of flowers. He's going to end up giving Kacchan a lego bouquet instead. He's gonna feel like a perv anytime his thoughts turn anywhere slightly indecent towards Kacchan. He'll be even more enthralled by Kacchan than ever before. He's going to think a Matrix movie marathon counts as a date (to his luck, with Kacchan, it will.) He's going to inadvertently do the most heart-felt, romantic, suave things when he's not even trying.

Look. Basically he is just going to be like every graceless but well-intentioned nerdy boy in his first relationship. And to his saving grace, he'll be dating a boy just as socially awkward as him - but in a different flavor.

[thesmokinpossum]

The Godfather, Mario Puzo | An Hymn to Childhood, Li-Young Lee | Psalm 139: 14 | The Godfather, Mario Puzo | For your own Good, Leah Horlick | Erou, Maya Phillips | The Godfather, Mario Puzo | Ask Polly | The Hours, Michael Cunningham | FROM THE MAKERS OF "TWO-MOM ENERGY DRINK", IT'S "LET YOUR FATHER DIE" ENERGY DRINK

[sylveon-official]

the only way i will accept angel getting into heaven before husk is if angel gets to go down to the hotel as his day job as like an angel of redemption to guide the residents

and GUESS who is bartending late one night when angel shows up for his first shift

angel smiles through his tears, "still waitin' up for me, huh?"

husk freezes before deflating and huffs a wet laugh, "cuz you always come home eventually"

:')

[bring-onthe-rain]

this is just tally hall, right?

[smollbeanarts]

I’m starting to understand why I’m hyperfixated on these ineffable husbands so much—

[saber-smithy]

I just had a fucking realization...

[gendervoid-tokoyami]

Yuga "Despite everything it's still you" Aoyama x Izuku "But it refused" Midoriya

[teyvatairconditioningco]

Beel would see one stupid thing on tiktok and want to do it immediately

Just walks in, flips you 360 degrees, and walks away

[qroier]

WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT HOLD UP. WHAT ABOUT BLOODHOUNDS FOR THE ROIER ETOILES DUO. they are both already so unbelievably dog coded anyway

[looped-140-and-counting]

[aparticularbandit]

exploration (ii)

summary: elphaba ends up in a new world and runs into a tin girl who might be able to help her.

chapter rating: g. fic rating: t.

ao3

previous chapter

the girl can change her appearance.

that’s not the first thing elphaba notices about her – it’s the ruby red of her skin, the lime green of her hair shades brighter than the one of her own skin – but it’s certainly something she can’t help but notice when they move out of the alley.  in the same way that she couldn’t help but notice the girl’s hair color, she can’t help but notice when it changes from pure green to dark brown with only a few strands of green near the front, can’t help but notice when the girl’s skin changes from brightest ruby to a brown softer than that of her hair.

it’s unfair.

(most things are.)

“by what witchcraft did you do that?”

“no witchcraft.”  the girl shoves her hands into the front of her sweater.  (glinda would have words about the fashion sense in this new world, if she’d come here.  elphaba can imagine them.  they’re not good words.)  “i’m a synthezoid.  i can change my appearance when i want.”  her lips press together.  “appearing human is not so bad as being human.”

elphaba’s eyes narrow.  “something wrong with being human?”

“no.”

maybe the tin girl can read the tenseness in her tone when she asks.  that no was very quick.

~

the best thing about being a synthezoid is admittedly not being able to hold a phone call with an entirely separate person at the same time as she speaks with elphaba (or anyone else), but it certainly is useful.

viv isn’t human.  splitting her attention isn’t hard.

“billy kaplan’s phone, who’s speaking?”

your half-sister.

“oh.”

viv can imagine billy cradling the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he talks.  he’s disappointed, probably, but not overly so.  it’s just the holiday season, and she’s not his boyfriend.  of course, they tend to text more than call, so maybe he’s disappointed about something else.  she can’t imagine what.  if she closed her eyes, she could peek through his computer camera at him.  he knows this.  she’s not going to close her eyes.

“hey, viv.  what’s up?”

how’s your training?

billy winces – they haven’t been around each other often, but she knows him well enough to know that he winces – when he says, “it’s. going.”

which is the equivalent of saying not well.

“why do you ask?”

can you and that ghost of yours meet me?  i’ve got a bit of a witch situation.  before he can panic, she continues, not a bad one.  just a new friend who might need some direction that i can’t give her.

~

“people on this world don’t take kindly to brightly colored skin either, do they.”

elphaba states it clearly enough because it isn’t a question to her.  there’s no reason the tin girl would hide herself if no one minded.  she wraps her black cloak tighter about herself and scans the world around them.

“it depends on who they know.”  viv presses her lips together.  “skrulls aren’t great.  hulks are violent.  people like me and my father are superheroes, and i don’t feel like being noticed right now.”

elphaba nods.  “bad things happen to heroes when they’re noticed.”

viv shrugs.  “more people will know my father than me.  i just want to blend into the crowd right now.”  her head swivels, gaze focusing on elphaba.  “are you hungry?  i know a place for supers.  they won’t mind how we look.”

elphaba gives her a quick glance.  this girl might be a friend, but there’s nothing so far to say that she’s trustworthy.  she’s been nicer than the people who were passing her.  and if she turns out to be a threat, then elphaba’s magic – though wild – will likely protect her.

so she nods once, sharp.  (even though she’s not sure what viv means by superheroes.)

“take me there.”

[strawberri-draws]

little guy :^0

[iguessyouregonnamissthepantyraid]

adulthood is being really really really excited because your neighbor, while moving out, dropped off like 300 bricks + a tub of polymeric sand on your front porch to do with as you please because they had extra (and i imagine giving them to us was less distance than taking it to the dumpster)

i'm gonna edge my garden AND extend our concrete patio with brick paving!!! fuck yeah!!!!