#AND YOU SHOULD TOO

[poorlittlegreenie13]

Taivan dynamic is so much more painful if you think they were just hooking up pre-crash, not involving their emotions at all, just Van who was pretty easy to clock as gay & Tai who wanted to kiss a girl and thought Van wouldn’t mind.

Like if pre-crash, they never thought about being anything more than teammates who sometimes made out in the empty locker room. Then everything changed in the wilderness when all of a sudden there wasn’t a society full of bigots all around them and both of them were able to explore their sexualities & feelings for each other pretty much without judgement.

I personally look at their relationship as only happening because of those factors — before the crash, I don’t think Tai ever would’ve thought of confessing her feelings for Van. We see her cutting her hair in season one, seemingly getting more comfortable with being a bit more masc (similarly, in season two, after she leaves Simone she stops doing her makeup and starts dressing in progressively more masculine clothing). Essentially we know that when Taissa is out of “public” view & with Van, she stops performing femininity as much. So I feel like her ability to really be with Van was entirely dependent on the perceived safety of their isolated wilderness society. I focus on Taissa in this mostly because Van appears more comfortable with gender expression, as well as with romantically pursuing Taissa, whereas Tai seems to occasionally hesitate. We also know from Ally’s pre-crash comment about Van not being asked to prom that Van was probably either clocked as gay at school or just thought of as unromantic, whereas I think Tai would’ve had a much easier time passing for straight.

And in that way, it’s like a relationship that was formed entirely in the controlled environment of the wilderness. I cannot imagine coming to terms with your sexuality as a teen, going through the entire process of cutting your hair, publicly coming out to all your friends, and experiencing all your queer milestones, only to be rescued and returned to a place where you were still thought of as straight. Like, Tai and Van were sleeping in bed together every night, kissing in public, making little “happy wife, happy life” comments to their friends, and just generally being gay together. And then they would’ve returned to the 1990’s where that kind of queer love would’ve been, at the very least, unusual & surprising. It’s not difficult to imagine this driving them apart. But it is really heartbreaking to imagine the two of them being separated immediately upon being rescued & the realization they must’ve both had that they couldn’t stick together anymore without outing themselves.

[jameskinniesrise]

mary macdonald, who is arab. mary macdonald, who loves to do her makeup. mary macdonald, who leaves her hair natural. mary macdonald, who loves to paint. mary macdonald, who loves the lily flower. mary macdonald, who loves coffee. mary macdonald, who loves sour candy. mary macdonald, who loves christmas. mary macdonald, who listens to ABBA. mary macdonald, who loves divination. mary macdonald, who loves muggle authors. mary macdonald, who never leaves the house without eyeliner and lipstick. mary macdonald, who loves lily evans.

for @marylily-my-beloved

[ahfrickenfrick]

flash: kf said he had a school assignment and couldn’t come fight

the entirety of flash’s rogue gallery: oh well, we can always reschedule?? we know how much he likes chasing us… is there anything we can do to help? like we can tutor him, no problem at all:D

[astrolotte]

i've been finding great joy recently in referring to the Lords in Black in NPMD as their "high school au forms"

[pixiesempire]

jizzie pictures i need to see fanart of 🙏

whether in their empires outfits or last life or secret life, you choose!!! i just. NEED. to see them 🥺 i'll do anything tbh

[laurencin-draws]

the girlie of all time

[beebopboom]

i think it would be funny if God said they literally just liked the sound of music but

SOMEONE

misinterpreted it as The Sound of Music

and that’s how Aziraphale’s personal hell was brought about

[sijopolang]

Wotakoi cover with Jinshi and Maomao, anyone?

[omgghostlyrebelstudent]

Snoopy casually streaming Dead Boy Detectives on Netflix

[mandiemegatron]

༺ 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚈𝚘𝚞 ༻

Shachi x cisfem!reader

A birthday treat for all the Shachi lovers out there! I love you, my main mans!! 💖💖💖💖💖

Rated: G

Reader has a huge crush on Shachi, the moment friends become lovers, Reader is a baker, sweet and soft!!

No beta for this, if you see any mistakes, no the fuck you didn't 🥰🥰🥰

ᴿᵉᵐⁱⁿᵈᵉʳ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷʰⁱˡᵉ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᶠⁱᶜ ⁱˢ ʳᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᴳ, ᵐʸ ᵇˡᵒᵍ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒᵗ! ᴹᴰᴺᴵ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵃⁿʸᵗʰⁱⁿᵍ ˡᵃᵇᵉˡᵉᵈ ⁿˢᶠʷ, ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ᵇˡᵒᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵒⁿ ˢⁱᵍʰᵗ. ᵀʰᵃⁿᵏ ʸᵒᵘ! ♡

The sweet smell of baked goods constantly floated through the Polar Tang ever since you joined, not that anyone's ever complained. Whoever said the way to a man's heart was through his stomach, they weren't lying - especially when it came to Shachi. 

It didn't take the redhead long to catch your attention, always happy to be the guinea pig for your goodies, which, in turn, caused you to spend the most time with him. It didn't bother you in the slightest. 

It got to the point where you would gush to Ikkaku every night as you both settled in your small, shared room, your best friend shaking her head every time with the reply of, “Just tell him!” 

“Absolutely NOT,” You'd snap back, horror flashing across your face before bursting into genuine laughter with her. 

One beautiful Sunday in April, the only place you would be found was in the kitchen. From the moment you woke til the sun set, you worked tirelessly on a new recipe you were praying would come to fruition. 

Taking a bite of your newest creation, you frowned after a few chews, giving a heavy sigh through your nose as you stared down at the pastry. 

“What's got you down, jelly bean?” 

You jump in surprise, turning around to see Shachi sitting at the island that separated the kitchen from the eating area. He had a playful frown on his face, almost in a mocking manner as he chuckled out, 

“Jeez girl! What's got your panties in a twist?” 

He snickers as you whip your small, half bitten donut ball at him, catching it in his hand before popping into his mouth as you reply, 

“I'm just… frustrated. I've been working on this for days and I just…. Can't figure out-” 

“What it's missing?” 

You huff at him with an unimpressed look at him cutting you off, though you nod slightly and continue, 

“It's getting me worked up, I won't lie. I just, ugh, I don't know.” 

You give a heavy shrug before leaning against the counter with your arms crossed, your head tilting back as you give an irritated glare to the metal ceiling. 

“... want some help?” 

Your head raises so you could stare at him instead, eyes flickering over his shaded face to find any indication of joking. You then gave another heavy sigh before nodding again, waving to your bowl of batter on the counter beside you. 

He quickly sat up and came around the island, humming and haa-ing to himself as he looked over everything on the counter. 

“Are you dead set on the vanilla?” 

You raise a curious eyebrow at him though he doesn't reply, instead grabbing a small vial of caramel extract, giving a small grin before opening the lid and tipping it into the batter. You stiffened at his actions, watching him with a hawk-eyed stare as he moved it into the batter before making a small ball and dropping it into the pot of oil on the stove. 

He carefully used the slotted spoon to turn the ball over, finally taking it out when it was golden brown. He spooned it into the bowl on the counter containing sugar and cinnamon, rolling it around for a few seconds before taking it out and holding it out to you. 

“Shachi, it's still hot! Put it down, you goof!” 

He laughed and shook his head slightly before taking a bite, his sharp teeth tearing into the donut ball easily. He hissed as steam immediately rose, his free hand coming up to rub at the tip of his nose before offering you the other piece. 

You cupped a hand under his, ready to catch the ball, but he didn't drop it, only holding it closer to your face with a slightly cheeky smirk. You rolled your eyes in return, a playful grin on your own lips as you took the rest of the ball into your mouth. 

You couldn't see it, but his eyes widened behind his shades, his breath catching in his throat as your tongue brushed against his fingers tips, lapping the cinnamon sugar off them gently. You haa-ed out the steam, quickly chewing the donut, and you couldn't stop the wide grin that overcame your face as the sweet tasted danced over your tastebuds. 

“Shachi! That was genius!” 

The redhead grinned in return, rubbing the back of his head with a shaky laugh before he replied,

“Ah, it was nothing. I just feel like I've watched you enough to know what would work well?” 

You rested a hand over your heart as you gave a soft, “Aww, Shachi…” before you pulled him into a tight hug. He clung to you in return, his heart pounding in his chest as your perfume fell over his senses. Squeezing his eyes shut, he tried to breathe you in as much as possible, etching the feel of your body against his into memory almost desperately. 

When you finally pulled away, you pressed a quick kiss to his cheek, grinning up at him as you commented, 

“I couldn't have done it without you. Thanks Shachi.” 

He couldn't reply, his words dying in his throat as the sound of his heart thudding descended him. He stared down at you near breathlessly, his grip on your waist tightening slightly as he leaned in slightly. 

Your cheeks burned at the movement, your eyes flickering from his shaded eyes to his lips a few times before you met him halfway, your eyes finally sliding shut as your lips met his. 

He pulled you right to him, chest to chest as one of his hands went to your hair, his palm cradling the back of your head as he deepened the kiss, his tongue brushing against your lips, begging for entrance. You gave it with a soft, muffled moan, your fingers tightening around his boiler suit as if to keep him as close as possible. 

When you finally parted to breathe, you stared each other down before he finally broke the silence with, 

“... So, that totally means you're my girlfriend now, right?”

You blinked a few times before bursting into laughter, grinning up at him as you responded, 

“I guess so! I also guess this means it's your birthday gift.” 

He choked at that, his own cheeks burning as he jokingly moaned out, 

“Aww, you didn't get me a real gift?” 

You laughed and shook your head, one hand moving to cup his cheek as you brushed the tip of your nose against his lovingly as you joked back,

“You don't need anything. Just knowing you have me now should be more than enough!” 

Shachi pouted slightly before leaning in to press a few soft kisses to your lips, holding you to him again for a bit before finally letting you go. He gently pushed loose hair from your face behind your ear before asking, 

“Did you want me to help you with this?” 

You looked over your shoulder at your project for a moment before humming, turning back to him with a small grin as you commented, 

“Honestly, I think I'd have much more fun doing this with you. I'd love your help.”

He grins in response before peppering your face in a few sweet kisses, thanking whatever gods existed above that you loved him just as much as he loved you. 

“Best birthday ever,” he breathed, catching your lips in one more loving kiss. 

[surr3al1sm]

R.I.P Jack Rose (Lose Yourself arc specifically) you would have loved HIND’S HALL 😔

[malarign]

i’m sorry but the way sunoo looks at sunghoon makes me cry, i can’t do this today, i’m in my sunsun hours again 😔😔😔💔💔

[justsomeguy-cassavetes]

hey btw the quality of any 70s movie is directly proportional to how hairy and sweaty the actors are. if u even care

[slippinmickeys]

Is there anything more embarrassing than your personal MSR playlist?

What’s this playlist? It’s nothing, give me my phone back rightfuckingnow.

[hellwrites]

Of course there are ships I disagree with/think are unpleasant for whatever reason, but you know what I do? I dislike them quietly to myself in my own head. Like a grown up.