#<- duh

[boxofuncookedmacaroni]

If VOO was a popular fandom we would all be shot dead for our rarepairs 😂😂

[felidthing]

i was trying to use that age post to try an gauge how old an alter is but due to not being a literal child in the meat world shes kinda contradictory. the youngest on that post is 4 anyway where they can understand language but she cant. so idk. she has very limited speech but i dont think its linked to her age i think thats just a limitation she has but she also cant understand language most of the time either. so idk. anyways thats my late night tjoughts

[moving-to-dreamwinged]

goodnight everyone i need to sleep. eep time . plenty of time to think about wife in the morning !!!! < 3 gwaaaa i jsut love him so much… im in one of those moods…. >_>

[mikufanclub]

silly idea

[bibbysstuff]

Girl dinner

[quixoticprince]

Remember how Miss Pauling said she'd spent her whole life to help the administrator....

She didn't even know what she was helping with, but she wanted to be by her side, until she learned how deeply personal and self destructive the whole thing was... and in the end there never was going to be a 'place' set for her :^(

I'm so sorry Flo 😭

[fosliie]

The end result of my own reckless impulsivity

[prlssprfctn]

Somewhere in the year after Jason becomes a part of Bruce's family, a strange book appears on the desk of Bruce's personal study room. A book about parenting traumatised kids. He opens it, leafs though a little, noticing certain phrases underlined, and closes it back. Alfred probably left it. Just a few days ago, they had a short argument regarding his parenting methods, and he seemingly tried to prove his point by additional literature. Bruce is going to read it later.

...He doesn't have time, actually, and eventually, the book stays forgotten, tucked between many others.

Years pass. Jason dies. And then comes back, complicated and different, frustrating and hard to crack. Thinking about Jason — a habit, always a habit — becomes some kind of roulette: he either remembers something nice, comes up with some courage to talk with his son, at least through comms, at least not directly, or the exact opposite thing happens, sending them both out of balance.

It is the middle of cleaning day, when Alfred suddenly picks up the exact same book about children victims and how to take care of them, and to Bruce's surprise asks where does this book come from.

'What do you mean?' Bruce frowns. 'You gave it to me when I just adopted Jason. Well, not gave, I would say tactically sneaked in, but...'

'I would remember that,' Alfred frowns. He goes through a few pages, and his face softens. 'It wasn't me, master Bruce.'

And suddenly, it clicks.

*Jason* left it. He underlined lines that probably felt relatable to him, that maybe could help them both in their new, hard journey. A shy kid he was, though, very smart, he would never actually speak with Bruce directly — he would try to leave him hints. To open up more in a subtle way.

To—

Oh.

Bruce suddenly can imagine his little son overhearing his late argument with Alfred that day, all these years ago. Mulling over, "this kid is deeply traumatised, master Bruce" and "well, I can't get inside his head, Al" lines. Figuring out how to easen his burden. How to be understood and yet accepted.

And Bruce... unknowingly discarded that.

As usual.

Unknowingly, cluelessly, and yet so simply — he discarded everything that was dear to Jason, everything that meant something for him.

As he grips the book in his hands, caressing the soft cover, he can't help but wonder if any of the information inside, little highlights Jason did, are still working for him. If he still can fix it.

[demigods-posts]

headcanon that annabeth once spilled sauce on her shirt during lunch. and proceeded to remove said article of clothing before wordlessly stripping percy of the shirt off his back and wore it for the duration of the meal. and from that point foreward. anytime annabeth needs a shirt. she'll look at percy. and he'll sigh in defeat.

[lanschpaket]

SHUT THE FUCK UP DDDDDD:

[vonspe]

”what do rook and the warriors do during book club?” Involuntary Yoga

[yeyinde]

i love the idea of Simon sending you pics of bones; dead animals, lumps of dirt or leaves or a sheet that kinda looks like a buried body; a blurry image of a deer standing frozen outside of his windshield, an empty lot, a dilapidated, overgrown house; a shaky image of an angel on a tombstone, a field, and just captioning each one with "made me think of you" and nothing else.

and of course it keeps you up all night wondering what he means by that. is it a threat? why is a dead deer in the woods making him think of you? why does he keep giving you little figures whittled into what is obviously bone (and a piece of a gravestone that's been chiselled into the lumpy shape of a heart).

this is crazy. he's insane. you should call someone. immediately.

but unfortunately for you, it's not like you could even bother getting a restraining order on him—if you think a piece of paper is enough to keep him away, then he'll just uno reverse and get a marriage certificate instead. problem solved.

[alieune]

trying to figure out how to draw the gang in my style

commissions open !

[rumble-bee-art]

a local homosexual deals with an unfortunate crush by chewing on his hair and contemplating murder (we’ve all been there)

[sixty4gamer]

JAN 30 2024

Twinks Central T5H 956

GayLand 190 Silly Avenue

The Depths of Hell 273 Bisexual St

Dear Sankichi Hinodeya:

Hello Sankichi. I am here to tell you that in Splatoon: Bankara! when Goggles and the rest of Blue Team return to Inkopolis Square for the Side Order DLC once released, I'd like you to please bring back some of the characters we know and love, including the S4, Rider, and the one this letter I am mailing to you is about, Vintage.

Me and many others would like to see the long awaited return of our, ahem-- "Silly Emo Depressed Anklebiter Twink". It has been around 5 years since his introduction during the Ranked arc and I want him BACK. This is not a question, this is a DEMAND.

Usually letters like these are meant to end in a "Goodwill Closing", or whatever. But NUH UH. Sankichi Hinodeya, I REFUSE to send you any nice letters until we get our bowl cut pookie back. Bring Vintage back, DEAD OR ALIVE. Hashtag Bring Back The Twinks.

NOT Sincerely, Tumblr user @kir-99.