#He learned from the best

[raggedy-spaceman]

The thing that sums up Aziraphale and Michael does beautifully is there's a sort of learned naivety. There's a creature that's existed for millennia who seems constantly surprised about everything, there's a sweetness to that, a sort of purity to that, which also has a wisdom to it and the two things shouldn't really exist at the same time

Michael Sheen and David Tennant Love Each Other and Good Omens | Interview

+ bonus Michael just chilling

[acewithapaintbrush]

HE GOT IT FROM APRIL!!!!

BIG SISTER APRIL O'NEIL SUPREMACY!

[whitecrystalroses]

i hc that after his sewing lessons with Darius, Hunter likes to sew and embroider on his cloak of things that make him happy

[napneeders]

that was hot of him

[dean-winchester-pussy]

headcanon that bobby is one of those people who cannot go without a dog in the house. it's too lonely and quiet when there isn't one. so every time after one of his dogs passes, he goes to the closest shelter and adopts a big brute of a dog who has the biggest puppy dog eyes and the sweetest heart

[toomanyplotbunnies-sendhelp]

Hello and welcome to Day 8 of "Let's Explore My Plot Bunnies"

Today, I wanna explore one simple idea that came to me because of a GIF of all things. This GIF to be more precise:

The fic idea basically boils down to MDZS Magic Kaito AU.

Edit: As of February 6th, this fic has a title - "How to steal a gem (and a heart along the way)"

Main reasons that make this idea appealing for me:

Wei Wuxian as a magician and as a Phantom Thief is so cool to me.

Detective Lan Wanji is something I never knew I wanted in my life.

I freaking love Magic Kaito and Detective Conan.

Kuroba Kaito is so WWX coded is not even funny. (If these 2 meet, one (or both) of them is getting hurt because they take huge risks and are reckless as hell)

A short description of the plot:

Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren are a famous magician couple (Cangse Sanren is more often the magic assistant) that died in a fire 10 years ago, leaving their young seven-years old son in the care of his grandmother.

Because of his grandmother's demanding job, Wei Ying, curtesy Wuxian, ends up in the company of the Jiang family, who were friends of his parents. Jiang Fengmian is a police officer who is in charge of a task force, while Yu Ziyuan is an attorney. Wei Wuxian ends up going to the same school as the Jiang family's children, Jiang Cheng and Jiang Yanli.

The years pass, and when Wei Wuxian is 17 years old, he learns that the accident that took his parents' life was not truly an accident. He learns that his parents were once Phantom Thieves that ended up attracting the attention of some unsavory people - who, according to his father, are always wearing gold colored clothes. They wanted the two Phantom Thieves to work for them in order to find a specific gem called the "Yin Tiger Seal," which supposedly grants the owner immortality. Wei Changze and Cangse Sanren were killed because they refused the offer by the people in gold.

Coincidentally, as Wei Wuxian learns about this, Yiling Laozu - a famous Phantom Thief that dissappeared 10 years ago - makes an announcement that he will steal a gem. Wei Wuxian knows this is definitely not the real Yiling Laozu since his father, Wei Changze, was the Yiling Laozu before his death. Still, he is curious and, as Jiang Cheng would say, "very stupid." Thus, Wei Wuxian takes up the mantle of the Yiling Laozu to see what the copy-cat wants.

Wei Wuxian did not expect that two siblings, Wen Ning and Wen Qing, were behind the copy-cat Yiling Laozu. The two want to lure out Wei Changze's killers and bring them to justice. (Wei Changze saved them and their family, so Wen Ning and Wen Qing want to repay the kindness by making sure he gets the justice he deserves)

Wei Wuxian also didn't expect to enjoy being the Yiling Laozu so much. Or that he would have an unfortunate meeting with the people in gold that killed his parents. That meeting, however, made him want to not only put those people behind bars but also completely destroy the "Yin Tiger Seal" so that no one will ever kill another for it.

Meanwhile,

The Lan family, a family where all members are in some way, shape, or form involved into the police, is roped together with the Jiang family to catch the Yiling Laozu that just came back.

Their youngest son, Lan Wangji, who is a detective, seems awfully interested in catching the thief himself. For him, Yiling Laozu is the definition of chaos and should be put in jail for his crimes. And yet, the more Lan Wanji fails to catch the ever-elusive Yiling Laozu, the more captivated by the man he becomes. Where other thieves would be more ruthless, Yiling Laozu seems almost playful in all of their encounters - as if he is truly just playing around and putting on a show for the people who watch his heists. The thief never killed or injured people either; even the task force - if one doesn't count their ego being hurt - never came in direct danger. (It doesn't help that the thief always returns the gems he stole and never kept one for himself yet)

So, Lan Wanji thinks there might be a reason for the heists held by Yiling Laozu. Though it is mere speculation on his part, Lan Wangji thinks this thief that seems incapable of hurting anyone may be in danger.

The detective's speculation turned into reality when, during one of Yiling Laozu's magic shows/heists, someone shoots the thief. From this moment onwards, Lan Wangji dedicates himself to finding out who shot the thief and the reason behind the Yiling Laozu's return.

So what do you guys think? Good? Bad? Let me know!

I still have more fanfic ideas to share, and apparently, they multiply all the time - I can't even see one simple GIF without my brain making a freaking plot bunny out of it.

Regardless, I hope you guys have a great day/night and take care of yourselves!

I will see you tomorrow,

- TooManyPlotBunnies-Send Help

[loyaltyfallen]

Seeing the thread about aliases between @unbearablyindifferent and @goldshadows on my dash and remembering the fact that Cas went by Agent Beyoncé.

[haveihitanerve]

Gregor: I'd like to be the person who throws rocks into the deep dark spooky water with bad vibes that everybody says not to disturb. I would obviously die for it, but at least I'd die doing something I love—throwing rocks and causing problems on purpose.

[contactlessdrivethru]

there is something unique and deeply special about monkey d luffy as a protagonist. he’s overwhelmingly ADORED by the fandom. he’s consistently the most or at least top 3 most popular characters in the whole series. peoples takes about him are gushingly positive. and that’s… really uncommon.

a LOT of fandoms i’ve witnessed or been in have a tendency to favor characters other than the main character. especially in anime. the main characters are often written as a blank slate for readers/watchers to project onto, but that makes them not as interesting and so they don’t get the fan attention.

but luffy is so far from that. and he’s ALWAYS been this way. we love him so much. he’s the heart of the story and the heart of the fandom in every single way. and i think that speaks to how well-written he is as a character. he’s fun and charming and complex and interesting and he makes us laugh and cry and cheer and hope and love. he’s able to inspire so much joy in people, both in his world but also in this one. and i think that’s really special. i feel so grateful to have found this story that means so much to me, and i’m so grateful that luffy exists.

[blue-mood-blue]

I’ve grown to appreciate the aus where Shen Yuan enters the story as “Shen Yuan” - same name, probably similar face, generally able to interact with PIDW as himself and change the story through his added presence. I like the sense of “if only you’d been here, things might have been better the first time around” of it all.

And I was thinking, it’s a funny coincidence in that scenario that someone named Shen Yuan gets put into… another Shen Yuan. What are the chances? What a weird twist of fate that Airplane would pick out the name that his most dedicated critic could slip into seamlessly.

What about a version where it’s not coincidence at all?

Airplane goes to school with a kid named Shen Yuan. He’s prickly and hard to approach and a little intense, but Airplane is persistent. In fairness, Airplane is relentless - and maybe it’s a good thing that they end up being friends, because they’re a little too much for anyone else to handle. They balance each other out. They’re the “weird kids” in class and they’re okay with that, because even when they don’t have any words for it, they know they’re not like their classmates, not really. That’s okay; they don’t want to be.

Recesses and breaks are consumed with the elaborate stories that Airplane wants to tell, and all the holes Shen Yuan pokes into them. It’s not mean-spirited, though, even though Shen Yuan isn’t the kind to temper his words. It’s passionate. He cares about those stories the way Airplane cares about them, and it can’t be mistaken for anything else when they lean together conspiratorially across the lunchroom table. They’ve both got notebooks filled with details and characters and monsters. Shen Yuan’s practically got a whole bestiary sketched out in wobbly childhood attempts at art, entries fervently scrawled beside them. Airplane prattles out plots nonstop, always with the promise of shining eyes and being asked “what happens next?”

They come up with a whole world together. Airplane’s going to write about it someday. Shen Yuan is going to read every word.

Shen Yuan misses school. Shen Yuan starts missing school a lot.

Airplane goes to the hospital room instead. He doesn’t think to worry, because Shen Yuan is okay - that’s what he says. He looks okay, and he’s a kid, and it doesn’t feel real that anything bad should happen to a kid. He doesn’t think to worry. He doesn’t think to say goodbye.

It’s one of the older Shen brothers who catches him on the way up to the room one day, in the hallway just outside - snaps at him to go the fuck home, and when Airplane hesitates, pushes him into the elevator and tells him not to come back. “Tells” is a generous way to describe the way the words come out - a growl, a hiss, the sound an animal would make when a hand got too close to a wound.

(It’s not fair to name a villain after him, even if the name never really comes up in the story. He wasn’t trying to be mean. He’d lost a brother minutes before, and he was getting his brother’s friend out of the way so he didn’t have to… see. It isn’t fair, but then, none of it is fair.)

Death feels very real after that.

The notebooks get shoved into a closet, and it’s not until Airplane’s moving out and one falls on him from a high shelf that he thinks about it again. He’s written things, lots of things, but nothing as ambitious as this - nothing as important. It could be good, he considers. He’d promised. Shen Yuan wanted to read it.

The problem was that no one else does, not for a long time, not until Airplane has whittled himself and his art into a corner and into such an unfamiliar shape that he has to wonder how it’s still his own face he sees in the mirror. He has to eat. He has to pay rent. Shen Yuan would yell at him, but Shen Yuan isn’t there to yell at him, and who cares. Who cares if it could have been better? The people who actually are here love it, and it’s paying his bills, and sometimes stories don’t go the way they’re supposed to and the world is fucking unfair. It doesn’t matter.

(It does. But he shoves that thought away along with styrofoam cups and soda bottles to the bottom of a garbage bag.)

Authors are not gods and their power is limited, but Airplane exercises just a sliver of what he’s been granted and gifts an inconsequential sort of immortality. He thinks about making him a rogue cultivator, maybe the kind that goes around documenting beasts and compiling his findings. He thinks about making him someone too powerful for death to touch, or too important to threaten, but when Airplane looks at the world he crafted and everything that’s become of it, it feels like the kindest thing he can do for Shen Yuan is a childhood where he’s loved, and a death that’s peaceful. What does it say about that world, that he’d kill off his best friend too early again instead of making him live there?

(The best writing he ever does is the only, shining moment of humanity that his scum villain ever displays: a lament about death that comes too early, about a brother gone too soon. The commenters praise him. The commenters flatter over how real the emotions feel. The commenters don’t get any response from Airplane on that chapter.)

Death is incredibly real when it comes for him too early, too, still hovering over his keyboard with the story technically finished and incredibly incomplete. Airplane could tell himself that’s because the written version can never be the version in the writer’s head, always shifting and with every possibility still on the table, but he knows better than that. The System knows better than that, with its condescending message about “improving” his writing and “closing plot holes” and “achieving his original vision”...

…and he’s a child again. He’s a child in his own story, he’s Shang Qinghua now without the benefit yet of a peak or cultivation or anything, and maybe he’s a little bitter, and a little scared, and…

And Shen Yuan - with longer hair, with robes, with a couple of older kids watching him from across the street, but undeniably the prickly little boy who used to sit down imperiously across from him and tell him everything that was wrong with the chuck of writing that had been handed to him last period, but with that smile that said he was only invested because he knew it could be better and they were going to make it better - marches up to him with a fire in his eyes and a frown that warns of a coming tirade.

“You told it wrong,” is the first thing he says.

Shang Qinghua wants to ask how him how he’s here, how this is possible, or maybe laugh because, yeah - yeah, Shen Yuan has no goddamn idea how wrong he got absolutely everything.

(Shang Qinghua wants to say “I missed you” and “why did you leave so soon” but he’s here now. He’s right here.)

“I know,” he says instead. “I’m sorry. It all kind of… spiraled out of control.”

Shen Yuan frowns, but then it dissipates the way it always does, and his eyes shine with ideas the way they always used to. “That’s okay,” he relents, grabbing for his hand. “We’ll fix it. We’ll make it what it was supposed to be.”

[iridescentspacewhale]

juwon smiling at the camera before planting the evidence 😭

[drulalovescas]

Absolutely obsessed with how for Dean showing Cas love means keeping his trenchcoat, dressing him up as a cowboy, making him watch movies together, making him a mixtape (gay). While for Cas showing Dean love means sacrificing his life for Dean.

[lgbtlunaverse]

The thing that really gets me about xiyao. that will never NOT get me about xiyao. Is that they met in circumstances where for just a moment their respective stations in society didn't matter. Not to each other. Their relationship started outside of social conventions. And they spend the next 17 years trying to preserve that time, that relationship outside of society. And society crept in anyway.

[non-un-topo]

Thinking about Yusuf and Nicolò as young men again

[beaulesbian]

A really sweet moment of this filler arc (ep 141), with Usopp making food and going: "There's nothing I can't do" & "I lived alone for a long time and all." (which is so bittersweet, but partly I love thinking he's still has interest in cooking and from time to time he helps to cook alongside Sanji, who's happy to have someone competent beside him in the kitchen)

[deadlydelicious]

Everytime The Witcher appropriates the welsh language but the has the GALL to mispronounce it, the power of my rage grows

do you know how seldom Welsh gets a fucking look in?! and the you have the gall to pronounce it like its fucking English