#lighthearted shenanigans

[aventurineswife]

Y’know the “My partner got turned into a cat” trend? Quite a few people wrote it awhile back, and while I was glazing ideas for Sylle and Noah… I think I have a request.

Just as it reads, I wish for a fic written with Sunday, Noah, and whomever else of your choosing. With a reader who got transformed into a cat. 🙏 Surely they’ll find a solution and return to their human form... Even better if they’re like snuggled up together then boom! Back to their regular figure unexpectedly.

A Cat’s Gaze, A Lover’s Soul

Tags: Sunday x Reader, Noah (OC) x Reader, Aventurine x Reader, Fluff, Comedy, Cat Transformation, Mild Angst, Established Relationship, Snuggling & Cuddling, Protective Behavior, Magic Gone Wrong, Unintentional Chaos, Sudden Transformation, Found Family, Lighthearted Shenanigans.

Warnings: Minor Violence, Implied Past Trauma, Touch-Starved Behavior, Mild Possessiveness.

Soft light filtered through the grand halls of the Astral Express as Sunday delicately traced his fingers over the rim of his teacup. It had been a week since you’d mysteriously transformed into a cat—a small, fluffy creature. Despite the bizarre circumstances, Sunday had remained composed, though you couldn’t miss the gentle melancholy in his gaze every time he stroked your fur.

“It seems the universe has a cruel sense of humor,” he murmured as you sat curled up in his lap, your tiny paws kneading the fabric of his coat. His feathery wing twitched behind his ear, a subtle tell of his unrest. “Even in this form, you seek comfort.”

You meowed pointedly, earning a soft chuckle from him.

The situation was frustrating, but if nothing else, being a cat meant you could curl up against Sunday’s warmth, nestled beneath the folds of his long scarf. You weren’t sure if it was your imagination, but each night you spent snuggled against his chest, his arms wrapped protectively around you, his hold grew just a little bit tighter. He wouldn’t admit it, but he feared losing you entirely.

Then, one evening, as you rested against his shoulder, his quiet voice barely above a whisper, you felt an odd shift—a warmth rushing through your limbs, a sudden weightlessness that made you blink.

And then, just like that, you were back in your human form—wrapped tightly in his embrace, limbs tangled as you pressed against his chest. His breath hitched, eyes wide as realization struck.

“Ah,” he said, his voice laced with an unreadable emotion. “...I suppose I should let go now.”

But for a moment, he didn’t.

The darkened halls of the Afterlife Judiciary/Palace of Justice echoed with the rhythmic clicking of boots. Noah sat lazily on his throne-like chair, his sharp teeth glinting in amusement as he flicked your tail with a gloved finger.

“You’re absolutely pathetic like this, you know that?” he purred, a sadistic glint in his one visible eye. You swiped at his hand in protest, earning a chuckle that sent shivers down your tiny feline spine.

Despite his cruel words, he was oddly possessive of you in this form, carrying you around in one arm or letting you perch on his shoulder as he doled out his merciless justice. He claimed it was just convenient, but you knew better.

At night, when he thought no one was watching, you’d find yourself nestled against his chest, his fingers buried in your fur, his steady heartbeat lulling you to sleep. He’d call you a nuisance in the morning, but his actions told a different story.

Then, one fateful evening, he was cradling you absentmindedly while reading through case files when a sudden surge of energy rippled through you. A blinding flash later, you found yourself sprawled across his lap, back in your human form, hands gripping his coat for balance.

Noah blinked.

Then, slowly, a wicked smirk spread across his lips. “Oh? Now that’s interesting.” His fingers traced your jaw, sharp and teasing. “Guess I’ll have to figure out new ways to keep you on my lap.”

“Now, now, little thing. If you wanted my attention this badly, you could’ve just asked.”

Aventurine lounged on an opulent couch, a glass of rich crimson wine in one hand, while his other traced circles on your feline head. You huffed, swishing your tail as he laughed, his golden accessories jingling with the movement.

He had taken your transformation with surprising ease, treating you as if this was just another high-stakes gamble the universe had thrown his way. You’d caught him betting with himself about when you’d turn back, whispering outrageous odds under his breath.

But despite his teasing, he never once let you stray too far. You always ended up curled on his lap, his warmth radiating through his elaborate suit as he hummed in amusement.

Then, one evening, as you stretched across his chest, his fingers lazily stroking your back, you felt the familiar warmth take over. A rush of sensation overwhelmed you, and suddenly—

You were human again.

And somehow, still sprawled across Aventurine’s lap.

He arched an eyebrow, a slow grin creeping onto his face. “Oh? Didn’t think you’d be so eager to stay close, darling.” His fingers trailed up your spine, amusement flickering in his eyes. “If you wanted to be in my arms so badly, you could’ve just said so.”

You smacked his shoulder. He only laughed.

[krash-and-co]

the real 35 portland row is located on tumblr dot com btw

[popsicleinferno]

Y’know, the idea of having a secret talent would probably have an entirely different meaning to innies. I can totally picture MDR wasting multiple afternoons trying to figure out whether anybody can do a handstand or the splits.

[snowydragon10]

Hear me out

The Lego Ninjago series, while still running, will have to eventually end aND WHEN IT DOES

The final scenes in the ultimate final episode (heck, maybe the entirety of the final episode!!) will be the Official Wedding between Jay and Nya.

All of the Ninja are there, along with all the friends and allies they have made through the years of the series (Said friends and allies will all have at least one second of cameo focus, given how many there already are along with the future ones).

From Humans to serpentine, ghosts (yes Morro too) and dragons, EVERYONE will be there, and it will be the fluffiest wedding ever with no interruptions from any bad guys whatsoever

AND when the ultimate final episode releases all of the reactors will either be quickly scrambling to put on something fancy or already be in a full suit by the time the vows start and it will be glorious

Jaya have been through so much, that in the name of the First Spinnljitzu Master they deserve a happy ending themselves!!

[markantonys]

appreciation post for elayne the queen. elayne the politician who is incredibly competent, who is very very good at remaining calm in a crisis and remaining diplomatic in a conflict. second-half-of-series elayne who's grown into a wise and mature leader, who is grounded and practical but still has the same fierce heart she's always had, who feels things so deeply yet manages to set her personal feelings aside in favor of focusing on the bigger picture. who does take big risks, yes, but they're always calculated and planned out in advance, even if they don't always pan out as she'd hoped.

i feel like most elayne appreciation posts are about her comic relief value and ~loony tunes~ energy, or about elayne the aes sedai and her mad scientist tendencies, but To Me elayne the queen is the true heart of her character and the version of herself that she ultimately chooses to be by the end of the series, and it often feels underrated even by her fans. she always gets painted as a disaster, and she certainly has her disaster moments, but at her core, this woman is as distinguished as they come!

[wildsaltair]

today’s topic for discussion: what on earth did Maximus’ soldiers think when they found out he was “dead”? like, their beloved general who fights like a god and is adored by everyone is just… deceased? kicked the bucket? gone on to a better place?

and what did Quintus even tell them to make it believable?? that Maximus died in his sleep of the same “natural causes” Marcus Aurelius died of??? he had an accident with his sword???? he wandered into the forest and never came back?? like what could you possibly tell Maximus’ men that they would believe??

[rapturok]

Modern Gonar, Aegond, and Hvitsar Imagines/Shenanigans

Gonar:

Aegond:

Hvitsar:

Bonus Aegond & Hvitsar:

No, it is not necessary to question any of this. Yes, I plead the fifth.

[harmonysanreads]

Ohhhh piggybacking off the Vampire!Anaxa post (which im so in love with btw!), what supernatural creature do you think Phainon would be?

Another Vampire? Or perhaps a werewolf with how puppy coded he is? Or perhaps something else due to his possible connection to Flame Reaver?

Hm, for the au featuring Witch!Reader he'll have a very different role. I can't reveal what exactly I've planned for him yet, but I can give you this:

It's a fun little project I'm indulging on the side (and yes, all of the love interests will have separate endings this time). As soon as the Flame Reaver fic is finished, I'll start working on it :D

[sleeby-bunny]

I’ve been laughing at this for 20 minutes

ITS SO FUCKING STUPID

[aventurineswife]

DAN HENG'S FIRE FORM IS DELOS, DAN HENG'S FIRE FORM IS DELOS. I AM SO PULLING FOR MY DRAGON BOI ILHSM SO. IN HONOR OF HIS NEW FIRE FIVE STAR FORM COMING TO HSR, MAY I REQUEST DAN HENG BREATHING FIRE WHEN HE'S SUPPOSED TO BE A WATER NOODLE? and reader just cracks up bcs of him

Set Fire to the Rain

Summary: During a simple sparring session, Dan Heng unexpectedly breathes fire—something completely uncharacteristic for a Vidyadhara known for his water affinity. Caught off guard, he flounders in confusion while you, his companion, burst into uncontrollable laughter at the sheer absurdity of it all. As he tries to regain his composure, you take full advantage of the moment to tease him, leading to a rare moment of warmth and levity between you two.

Tags: Dan Heng IL x Reader, Fluff, Humor, Lighthearted Moments, Teasing, Dragon Shenanigans, Established Relationship (or Pre-Relationship, up to interpretation).

Warnings: Just a fun, wholesome, and slightly chaotic moment between Dan Heng and Reader.

A/N: now we know who hoyo's fav is 🧍‍♀️

It had started as an innocent sparring session, one that was meant to be a simple exercise in control and focus. You had never imagined that it would end with a fire-breathing dragon in a state of pure confusion.

Dan Heng, standing across from you, had always been graceful, composed, and an embodiment of cool precision. His smooth, fluid movements almost made it seem like he was as much a part of the universe as he was a player within it. But today, something was different. He was having a hard time focusing—his usual calm was slipping away.

"Focus," you said, your voice gentle but firm. "It's just practice, Dan Heng. You can do this."

You watched as he closed his eyes for a moment, the deep teal of his hair falling over his eyes, his fair skin looking almost ethereal under the soft light. But when he opened them again, something in the air shifted.

His breath hitched, and before you could even blink, a great surge of energy emanated from him—red hot and fiery. A burst of fire shot from his mouth, spiraling out in a controlled yet startling arc.

You froze, staring at him in sheer shock. What in the world? He had always been connected to the element of water—his calm demeanor, his affinity for control and composure. His mastery over water, and even his past as the Imbibitor Lunae, suggested a cool, serene force.

Yet here he was, fire spewing from his mouth as if he had become the very thing he’d never been.

Dan Heng blinked, his eyes widening in disbelief. His hands immediately shot to his mouth as if he were trying to extinguish the flames that had just erupted from his throat.

“I-I didn’t mean to—” he stuttered, his voice flustered in a way you rarely heard. The fire sputtered out after a few seconds, leaving only a faint smoke in the air.

The absurdity of the situation hit you. You couldn’t help it. You burst out laughing. The image of Dan Heng, the normally poised and reserved Vidyadhara, spitting fire like an unpredictable volcano was too much to handle.

You laughed so hard your sides ached, clutching your stomach as you tried to regain some semblance of composure. “Dan Heng... you... you’re supposed to be a water dragon, not a fire dragon!”

His face turned an almost unnatural shade of red, the tips of his translucent green horns shimmering slightly in embarrassment. “I didn’t—! I don’t know what happened.”

You took a few deep breaths, trying to stifle the giggles, but the sight of him standing there, hair askew and his face practically glowing with mortification, only made it worse. The idea of the usually cold and distant Dan Heng—who, you swore, could freeze water with just a look—now flailing like a startled lizard after accidentally exhaling a fireball, was beyond hilarious.

“You really are a dragon, huh?” you teased, a mischievous smile curling at your lips. “But... a dragon that forgot which element it’s supposed to control.”

Dan Heng stood there, rubbing the back of his neck in a way that only added to the comedic effect. His usual air of mystery and composure had completely crumbled.

“I... I don’t know what happened,” he muttered again, his voice much quieter than usual.

You wiped a tear from your eye, still recovering from your laughing fit. “Maybe you’re a water noodle who’s been accidentally cooking in a fire pot.” You winked, clearly enjoying the rare moment where you had seen a side of him that was so... human.

The sight of his struggle to contain his laughter only made you laugh harder. His frustration seemed to melt away as he caught your infectious energy.

"I guess you could say... I’m a work in progress," he finally said, his lips twitching into a small but genuine smile.

You beamed back at him. "You know, even if you’re a fire-breathing dragon, I think you still make a great noodle."

The fire in his chest may have been an unexpected surprise, but it was nothing compared to the warmth that spread between you two in that moment. And while Dan Heng might not be able to explain why his fire control had failed so spectacularly, he was grateful for this rare, laughter-filled reprieve from the weight of his past.

He sighed, a little embarrassed but unable to fully hide the smile that tugged at his lips. “I suppose I have a lot to learn… about both water and fire.”

You nodded, still chuckling. “That’s alright. You can always just stick to the water noodle persona... unless you want to keep trying to roast marshmallows with your fire breath.”

Dan Heng’s lips quirked in the faintest of smirks. “Let’s stick with the water noodle, for now.”

[oceandiagonale]

APPLE

TATER

[eccentricinari]

i finished Strikers!!!

perfect game, perfect sequel, perfect ending...

the game-play style was like a dream come true, i had an absolute blast i wish it was 300 hours

[purple-snekki]

The motivation juices are cooking, here are some more trinket toons feat. item toons, too!!

Birch is based on the Pop Pack, and his name is from Birchwood, a tree that was used to make carbonated drinks. He's the big brother of Kola, though it's a total hassle trying to care for her!

Kola is Birch's little sister! She's very energetic, maybe a little too energetic. She always wants to play with Toodles, but she gets so excited that she spills soda everywhere!

Fizzy is a soda pup (get it? Soda pop, soda pup imveryfunny). His ears, tail, and feet are made from soda foam leaking out of his body. He leaves behind a trail of soda foam wherever he runs!

As you can imagine, Tisha is not quite fond of the messes they make.

[the-fictive-haven]

Things I never imagined I'd have to say to my sysmates but here we are (silly) ...

>"Gangle I swear to god get off of Gangle!"

>"Nobody better put Sonic on dish duty ever again."

>"Sonic is no longer allowed in the kitchen without supervision. PERIOD."

>"How the fuck did you get an entire DDR machine in here without me noticing?"

>"JAX. THE LITTLE ONE HAS LEARNED TO SWEAR WHAT THE F$%K HAVE YOU DONE."

>"Is that everyone who's in front? Because if it's not in going to have a fucking aneurysm."

>"WHY did I just receive a memory of Gangle holding a chainsaw? What the fuck happened in that timeline?!"

Bonus scene because I find it funny;

Me: Dude chill we're in public!

Jax: Relax, there's no one else around.

Zooble, having apparently been watching us squabble and be idiots for the past five minutes without either of us noticing: ...

[cocoabubbelle-newblog]

As a Cavill!Superman fan, I am excited for Corenswet!Superman.

[sunsetandshadows]

Dropping some sketches here just because i can (and also it might be the reason i finally paint them)

No i will not apologize for the affection. Yes they hate each other and would rarely ever be nice but uhm i made one of them and am insane enough. Let me be silly. (Also the assassins at lets me do that wahoo silly guys<3 (literally awful people))