#100 tier

[aromanticduck]

There's wholesome ships and there's toxic ships, but I'd like to coin 'sodium chloride ships', where the individuals involved are both horrible and dangerous people, but somehow being together renders them surprisingly well-adjusted (if a little salty).

[liareed]

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Value self-respect, demand it always.

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[dinablest]

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Laughter echoes, hearts connect deeply.

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[veraglow]

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Breathe deeply, live fearlessly, thrive.

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[turtleblogatlast]

I love Raph and haven’t said that enough so to be more specific I love that Raph is a soft boy who loves bear plushies, a gross boy who eats an assortment of things that are definitely better left alone, a smart boy who is more than capable of taking down villains through planning and fortitude alike, a strong boy who is dedicated to training his muscles and fighting prowess, a teenage boy who loves his brothers but is more than happy to tease and roughhouse with them, an angry boy who sometimes lets his anger take a hold of him to cover the fear, a gentle boy who is generous with hugs and affirmations to those he loves, a capable boy who takes on more than should ever be expected of a teenager, a good boy who just wants to be a hero and slowly comes to realize the cost of that duty, a good boy who has no reservations about putting himself in the way of harm coming to his family, a good boy who’s a great brother and son and person and deserves only the best the world has to offer.

[lesbianralzarek]

wyll's #1 sexual fantasy: being loved for who he is and assured that hes enough, even without his blade of frontiers persona

wyll's #2 sexual fantasy: being choked out by a minotaur

[cutierandomssimmingcorner]

So I Made Every Wii Sports/Wii Sports Resort/Wii Party CPU Mii In The Sims

[potato-lord-but-not]

Some jewish Noel HCs based on conversations with my jewish girlfriend! To give you the gentile's digest version:

Personally, Noel being a religious jew is my favorite. He would reject the idea that The King and such other entities are actually gods -- which would probably piss Hastur tf off. Something arthur would probably appreciate is the fact that Noel EXPLICITLY would not prostelytize.

I think Noel would observe shabbat weekly (sundown on friday to about an hour after sundown on saturday, by the greogrian calendar) but maybe performs work if necessary (you arent supposed to, but saving lives takes precedent over holidays. Every time he does work during shbbat, he says "that's what Yom Kippur is for"). But his favorite holiday would be Rosh Hashanah. That's one of the holiest days in judaism, and I think he'd hold onto that pretty strongly especially following his experience in the Dreamlands. It requires a lot of prayer and specific customs, and I think that anchoring to his faith and his history would be grounding for him.

TAKING NOTES

[yang-innie]

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[incorrect-hs-quotes]

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[coffeeghoulie]

Mushy May Day 2: Late Night Snacks

Cirrus and Swiss share a moment while everyone else is asleep.

Mushy May put together by @forlorn-crows <3

Divider by @ghuleh-recs <3

Cirrus yawns as she leans heavily on the edge of the kitchen sink, the light low and yellow as she turns down the dimmer. The cold ceramic tile under her feet is enough to keep her awake, alongside the growl in her stomach.

She waits for the toaster, the heating elements glowing a bright orange that almost remind her of Dewdrop's eyes when he gets upset. Cirrus plays with the end of the ties on her sweatpants, willing herself not to jump when the toaster pops, but fails anyways, laughing softly at herself as she collects the two halves of her everything bagel on a paper plate.

"Evenin', whisp," an easy voice filters into the kitchen, and Cirrus jumps higher than she did when the toaster popped.

"Swiss," she gasps, laughing with a hand over her chest. "Quit being so damn quiet."

He smiles, scratching idly at his stomach as he moves over to one of the cabinets, bare chested and barefoot. "Where's the fun in that?" he teases, reaching up for the bulk jar of trail mix on the top shelf. Cirrus watches appreciatively as the muscles in his back flex as he stretches.

Cirrus grins, turning away from him to fish a butter knife from the drawer. "Can't sleep?"

"I don't know how many times you've spent the night with them," Swiss says, tossing a handful of dried fruit and nuts into his mouth. "But damn, the little bug can snore. And then I was hungry, so here I am."

She smiles over her shoulder at him, flashing him with sharp teeth before. "Same boat. At least, the hungry part, not the snoring. You know Cue doesn't snore."

Swiss snorts, picking out a cashew with his claws. "Nah, she doesn't. A real angel, isn't she? At least, as close as we get."

"You've got that right." Cirrus hums, pushing a strand of her hair behind her ear as she grabs the container of soft goat cheese from the fridge, the stuff that Mountain brings in from the Abbey's goat herd. "Could you be a dear and grab the honey jar for me, switchblade?"

He doesn't answer, but sets the trail mix down to root in the cupboards again.

"Thanks," she says, smearing the goat cheese over her bagel, the knife scraping over the crispy, toasted sides. Swiss passes her the honey and a spoon, even without her asking, and she flashes him a smile in thanks.

The cheese melts over the bagel, enough to get soft and spreadable, and Cirrus drizzles a little honey over each half.

"That looks good," Swiss says through a mouthful of peanuts and almonds. "I should try that next time."

Wordlessly, Cirrus takes half of her bagel and holds it out, not looking up at him as she finishes putting honey on the other half, closing the jar one handed. "Wanna bite?"

"You're too sweet, whisp," Swiss says, swallowing the trail mix with a dramatic gulp. Some of the honey's started to drip off of the edge, getting her fingers sticky. Cirrus jolts as she feels something hot and wet, turning to catch Swiss's mischievous gaze as he licks the dripping honey.

She rolls her eyes, but she matches his grin as he takes a bite.

"Shit, that's good," he says with his mouth full. Cirrus takes a bite next to where he did, letting her eyes shut as she eats, the goat cheese tangy on her tongue.

"Mhm," she agrees, chewing. There's a rustle as Swiss shoves his hand back into the trail mix jar. She knows without opening her eyes that he's picking out a handful of M+Ms.

They stand there in near silence, just existing together as they eat. Cirrus sways slightly, the feathered tuft of her tail brushing against the tile. "M+M me?" Cirrus asks, brushing a few crumbs and sesame seeds from her tanktop.

Swiss's mouth quirks up in a smirk, and he tosses her a blue one. She catches it and pops it in her mouth before she turns to put the goat cheese back in the fridge, her paper plate in the garbage. "Thank you, switchblade."

"For you, whisp? Anything," he says, batting his eyes as he downs his handful of candy. "Swear to the father below these get so much better when they're in trail mix."

"It's the salt," Cirrus yawns, stretching until something in her back pops like a glow stick. Swiss groans in sympathy, turning to close the trail mix jar and put it back on the top shelf.

"Yeah, that's probably it," he says, shutting the cabinet door. "I'm heading back to bed, Cir. Get some sleep?"

Cirrus smiles, running her fingers through her hair. "That's the plan, I need to get back in bed before Cue wakes up. Don't like her waking up alone."

Swiss takes a deep breath. "I get it. I'm the same way about the bug."

Cirrus steps to leave the kitchen, but then there's a big hand curling gently around her bicep, and she lets herself be pulled gently into the multighoul's arms. "Good night, whisp," Swiss says, pressing a kiss to her forehead.

She smiles. "Good night, switchblade."

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

LOOK AT THE BOI!!!! THEY JUST ANNOUNCED IT!!!

I KNOWWWWWWW HE'S SO CUTE I NEED HIM IN MY HOUSE. BITING HIM BITING HIM BITING HIM

[inkedbyash]

A scene from @starswhisperwritershear chapter 4

[turtleblogatlast]

Mikey and Leo episode centered around Mikey wanting to push Leo and Draxum together since Leo’s the most reluctant to give Draxum any grace (for good reason!) But, thinking on the spot, Leo says he’s gotta go do something for Hueso and “just can’t hang out right now 😔” (yes, he says the emoji out loud.)

Mikey calls his bluff and now the three of them (Mikey having grabbed a weary Draxum along) go to Hueso’s to find that yes, he actually does have a job for him. Said job asks for Leo to go with Hueso to deliver multiple pizzas to this giant yokai quite a distance away, and Hueso figured it would probably go better with Leo’s help (emphasis on probably.)

Well, Mikey decides that this would be a great bonding opportunity for them and basically invites he and Draxum along. Unfortunately for Leo, Hueso doesn’t care enough to wave away more help, though he does side-eye the wanted criminal Baron Draxum coming with them. But who is he to judge? (This choice has consequences.)

The journey goes about as terribly as you’d expect, but at least the pizzas get delivered on time.

[croakercurator]

are you fascinated by the muppet joker but value your eyes too much to visit his blog yourself? do you want to read his absolute banger posts without stumbling across the most terribly written smut you’ve ever seen? do you want to watch the saga unfold without being jumpscared by photos of kermit in bondage?

then this blog is for you! i’m already deep in the trenches, witnessing horrors you couldn’t even imagine, all to curate the croaker’s top tier posts[*]

[*] disclaimer: i may occasionally reblog nsft posts if they meet my extremely subjective inclusion criteria, however they will be tagged with “cw: bad smut” and/or “cw: muppet hole mention”