#literally did it in one go

[itsactuallylina]

SO KISS ME ☆ HTS

pairing: han taesan x f!reader genre: fluff and romance wordcount: 0.8k a/n:bnd debut fic !! the song is kiss me by sixpence none the richer

feedback and reblogs are appreciated <3

kiss me out of the bearded barley

nightly, beside the green, green grass

the sun was already meeting the horizon, casting everything in the shades of pink and orange. strawberries, some still clinging to their stems, glowed like little rubies in the fading light. you carried a basket half-full, your fingers stained red—not just from the berries, but also from the warmth of your feelings.

taesan walked beside you, his sleeves rolled in the way he liked it, his hair caressed by the wind. the air smelt like earth and sweetness, and somewhere nearby, the barley swayed in silence, its golden heads bowing as they were about to witness something sacred.

he didn’t utter a word when he stopped in the middle of the way. he just looked at you with that familiar expression—softness—the kind you’ve grown up with, the kind that always made your heart flutter.

and there, in the middle of the strawberry field, where time felt like it has paused just for you, he leaned in.

the kiss was quite, but tender. his lips made the whole world blur until all you could see was taesan and the setting sun. the breeze of twilight blew by as you could feel the taste of the strawberries on his lips.

swing,swing, swing the spinning step

you wear those shoes and i will wear that dress

the soft creak of the swing drifted through the evening air, reaching you and taesan where you sat on an old bench together. you let your gaze drop down, fingers gliding through the soft fabric of your light pink dress—the same shade, the same feeling of the dress that you loved in your childhood, when your most visited place was this playground, not school, or university.

nearby, the swing swayed gently, the wind pushing it along. a sudden memory flashed in your mind–the pain of scraped knees caused by a fall, the clear sky blurred by your tears, and the boy who knelt in front of you, offering his hand.

now, you felt the warmth of the said hand again. you looked down, and your heart skipped a beat when you noticed the his sneakers. they were identical to the ones you first saw when you blinked your tears away.

rough texture of his hand, once small and gentle, brushed against your cheek with tenderness. as you angled your head to look at him, just like you had back then, taesan leaned in. leaving a soft kiss on your temple, he stayed like that, in silence.

you closed your eyes, smiling.

oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight

lead me, out on moonlit floor

streetlights flickered, moon shined brightly, as you and taesan walked side by side, hands brushing but never quite meeting. the city wasn’t quiet: pop music playing from the bars, cars driving by, students passing by–laughing or chatting.

when you noticed the neon light from the convenience store you were heading to, sudden feeling of someone’s else’s hand tugging at yours took your attention. without a word, he pulled you closer to where moonlight radiated, making it feel like you’re standing under a spotlight. his eyes searched for yours, like asking for the permission, but the answer always was the same.

he kissed you–soft and sure–on the moonlit floor. before you could regain your breath, his hands circled around your waist, spinning you across the pavement. he laughed, breaking the silence, his happy expression made you giggle too.

the night held it’s breath, making the moment unforgettable by blurring the outside noise.

lift your open hand

strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon’s sparkling

the sun–barely visible–shone it’s last rays on the two of you as you made your way to the flower field. one dragging another, smiles blooming on their faces.

by the time you two arrived, the moon’s silver glow overtook the duty of it’s twin. you start admiring the scenery before your eyes, but it gets blocked by a familiar hand, stretched open for you to take. slowly letting your fingers intertwine with his, you look up at taesan.

he, on the other hand, quickly pulls you close to him, so you could feel the warmth of each others’ bodies. he lifted your connected hands in the air, other finding its way on your waist.

by reflex, you put your palm on his shoulder, slightly leaning your head on his chest. when taesan took the first steps, you followed him, falling into the rhythm only you shared.

the soft glow that dropped on your face had taesan’s gaze stay on you. he didn't realize it at first, but your smile had always made every moment feel special.

as fireflies flickered in the background, he held you close with no intention of letting you go

so kiss me

you love the way taesan kisses you and he loves kissing you even more.

[stargirl230]

you’re my hero!

bnha doomed yuri was not on my 2024 bingo card

(no reposts; reblogs appreciated)

[deadpoolsmom]

as far as one piece antagonists go Crocodile truly gets absolutely scooby-doo’d at unmatched levels

He immediately falls for a phone scam and from basically little garden to rainbase he doesn’t even know the strawhats are alive (and clowning towards him at incredible speed). As soon as he does, they’re in his house tearing at his walls and bringing marines into his villain lair.

He uses a literal floor trap door over a gator pit to catch them, gets phone scammed again, full scooby-doo chase scenes after Chopper through the streets while still missing him, and suddenly his prisoners have escaped his impossible cage, and his giant bananagators are dead. and Nico Robin saw it all happen.

He then spends rest of the arc complaining about those meddling kids and their dog “strawhat pirates and their weird pet” and at no point does he even know how many strawhats there are.

Like yeah he keeps having plans on top of plans to stop everything Vivi can do but also she keeps coming up with a new thing to do (Tom and Jerry ass dynamic).

Part of it is that he’s underestimating them and keeps grandstanding villain monologuing but also teens keep killing hundreds of his grand line bounty hunters and he straight up does not know what is happening.

Cause he IS trying to kill them he’s sending top assassins after them and ripping out luffy’s organs, the whole time he’s yelling HOW ARE YOU ALIVE?? DIE. as whack-a-mole Luffy keeps inventing new ways to hit him.

[crowberri]

Swooned & Knighted

[xxplastic-cubexx]

brain please wake up and draw

bonus :

[inkskinned]

you're in the habit of denying yourself things.

if someone asked you directly, you would say that you love a little treat. you like iced coffee and getting the cookie. you drink juice out of a fancy cup sometimes, and often do use your candles until they gutter out helplessly.

but you hesitate about buying the 20 dollar hand mixer because, like. you could just use your arms. you weren't raised rich. you don't get to just spend the 20 dollars (remember when that could cover lunch?), at least - you don't spend that without agonizing over it first, trying to figure out the cost-benefits like you are defending yourself in front of a jury. yes, this rice cooker could seriously help you. but you do know how to make stovetop rice and it really isn't that hard. how many pies or brownies would you actually make, in order to make that hand mixer worthwhile?

what's wild is that if the money was for a friend, it would already be spent. you'd fork over 40 without blinking an eye, just to make them happy. the difference is that it's for you, so you need to justify it.

and it sneaks in. you ration yourself without meaning to - you don't finish the pint of ice cream, even though you want to. the next time you go to the store, you say ah, i really shouldn't, and then you walk away. you save little bits of your precious things - just in case. sometimes you even go so far as putting that one thing in your shopping cart. and then just leaving it there, because maybe-one-day, but not right now, there's other stuff going on.

you do self-care, of course. but you don't do it more than like, 3 days in a row. after that it just feels a little bit over-the-edge. like. you can't live in decadence, the economy is so bad right now, kid.

so you don't buy the rice cooker. you can-and-will spend the time over the stove. you can withstand the little sorrows. denial and discipline are practically synonyms. and you're not spoiled.

it's just - it's not always a rice cooker. sometimes it is a person or a job or a hug. sometimes it is asking for help. sometimes it is the summer and your college degree. sometimes it is looking down at scabbed knees and feeling a strange kind of falling, like you can't even recognize the girl you used to be. sometimes it is your handprint looking unsteady.

sometimes it is tuesday, and you didn't get fired, and you want to celebrate. but what is it you like, even? you search around your little heart and come up empty. you're so used to denying that all your desires draw a blank.

oh fuck. see, this is the perfect opportunity. if you had a mixer, you'd make a cake.

[idontmindifuforgetme]

noticed a dip in posts about palestine on my dash, so i think it deserves to be said again: palestine is not a trend. caring about genocide is not a trend. there are still reports about humanitarian aid trucks intentionally blocked off from gaza, meaning so many fucking gazans, a big portion of them children, are just bleeding out with no help. it just came out recently that israelis disguised as women and medics infiltrated a west bank hospital, at which point they killed 3 palestinians (whom they claim were militants. right). these people are living day to day without even the most basic utilities. anyone who claims to have “activism fatigue” needs to question why they’re so severely lacking in the most basic forms of compassion. you don’t get to just grow bored of talking about palestine. please never stop calling attention to the genocide happening full force in front of us.

[shoujopowerscaling]

toxic yuri this toxic yuri that. and just when you think it couldnt get any crazier they break out the spinning piano

[suja-janee]

I’ve been losing my mind over these guys recently

[egophiliac]

finally got some time to finish these guys up! which is sort of ironic considering I started these because I wanted to draw Malleus with a Dragapult, and then I just didn't for a million years!

Malleus has the aforementioned Dragapult, except it's a super special non-canon color Dragapult (like an anime-only form that you could get in-game exclusively through some limited-time event where you have to show up in-person at a specific location in Japan) (it has some wacky overpowered exclusive move/form and the OT is listed as Malleus) (so like that kind of ridiculous specialness) (Leona is extremely salty about this). also hoards and hoards of Dreepy. Dreepy LOVE Malleus. they take naps on his horns inbetween begging him to throw them across the island at mach speeds.

Lilia has a Drampa and a bunch of Woobat that he hasn't actually caught, they just follow him around in swarms because they sense a kinship with him. (also breaking my own rule again to say that he had a Mawile in the past, because...I just really wanted to give him a Mawile...)

Sebek has Sandile for obvious reasons, and also a Pikachu that bullies him relentlessly. :(

Silver has a shiny Corvisquire; I really went back-and-forth on also giving him an Aegislash, but...hm. those pokedex entries though. he can stick with just one for now.

(I hadn't planned on the shiny for him, but after I'd decided on the Corvisquire line and was looking it up for reference, I realized that shiny Rookidee is gold and then turns silver when it evolves and I lost my entire goddamn mind)

[peace-hunter]

I just realized. One thing that Optimus will certainly be educated on by the Primes in the Haunted AU is the various was One Can Kill A Quintesson! Leaving some Autobots confused at times when he's teaching them in return because 'This sounds pretty Specific...???'

It's slightly competitive on the Primes' part because yeah, the Deceptions do got the High Guard being good at killing Quintessons too but. They're the Real Experts. (Are they salty? Naaaah they're not. Much. Kinda.)

AKJSHDK YEAH YOU'RE SO RIGHT I LOVE THAT <333

they got so good at squishing the goddamn bugs and they're thrilled they can save Optimus the pain of figuring out their weak points through trial and error like they did. they're gonna make a pro out of their baby brother in no time.

and if they just so happen to know some of the Decepticons will be majorly pissed off at the fact OP is already on par with the best of what used to be the High Guard when he only has a fraction of their experience... well, happy coincidences, y'know?

and if they happen to teach Optimus how to crack open a Quintesson in just the right way to make some Decepticons see ghosts through him... that's between them and the people they're haunting :)

haunted au

[remcadll]

Thinking about outsiders 2003 #44-46 again. And just outsiders 2003 in general. Also this post happy pride month

Specifically had this panel in mind, look at them hanging out and displaying terrible trigger discipline <3 Jason is a reliable source :)

[kaidatheghostdragon]

De-age fic, but good parents AU

Something de-ages danny, not a clue what exactly, but it does. BUT, danny had already had a good reveal with his parents, so he goes home and they see him de-aged and immediately get to work figuring out how to get him back to normal.

Life goes on as normal, its just that danny's body is about ten years younger. He still has to go to school (with a story that the thing that de-aged danny was aimed at fenton and phantom jumped in to take the hit but it got both of them - or open secret au, take your pick), still has chores, still has to deal with the ghosts that cause problems.

With barely a pause to question 'is that still danny?' everyone continues as normal.

Thing is, there's the typical information firewall we like to invoke to explain why the justice league doesnt know about amity. It blocks ghosts, Phantom, infinite realms, liminality and ecto-contamination, you name it.

What it doesnt block? Baby Hero.

As in, now that Phantom is tiny, everyone and their dog is taking pics and recording phantom to coo all over him on social media. Everyone is enjoying how adorable he is while it lasts. Even the rogues are playing nicer to soak it all up.

The justice league is concerned. Apparently there's some new hero (phantom has been active for over a year by now, minimum) operating in the midwest, and he is literally preschool age. Even the Robins didn't start that young! Who is raising this kid? What are they thinking?!

Its frustratingly hard to get any more intel about phantom (because the firewall is still catching everything else about him), so theyre gonna have to send someone in blind to scope out the situation.

Who do they send? You can decide, but i vote they put together a team: batman (wfa characterization) because he knows how to handle child vigilantes, wonder woman because everyone loves wonder woman and she's a good voice of reason, and zatanna (NOT constantine! Zatanna is more child friendly) to cover magical bases in case this is something like a captain marvel situation.

[uh-leaf]

who are you hiding under all of those disguises?

[cxtxphile]

loser malewife absolutely obsessed with their female partner gotta be one of my favorite genders

[merlins-strawberriesandroses]

POV you’ve informed the Queen and the Court’s Sorcerer of something and they very clearly know something that they’re not letting on