#I’ll sleep on this

[paper-lilypie]

do I seriously have to write another lokius fic

do I really

[the-wandering-navigator]

Potential new icon?

[rinsoap]

bf! suna rintaro who has a polaroid of you and him in his phone case. he takes a lot of pictures of the two of you, there is always proof of your relationship, but this one was by far his favourite.

you're on the couch, facing him and sitting pretty on his lap. one of your arms drapes lazily on his shoulders while your other hand carresses his cheek. there are cliché red solo cups scattered on the floor, the smell of cheap vodka and poorly rolled blunts only making you want to hold your boyfriend closer. bass thumping in your chest, you tilt your head to whisper in his ear over the music but suna interrupts your soft "love you" with a nod to someone else. you turn your upper body, lips parted and face flush, only to be met with a blinding flash. "y'all make me SICK," atsumu gags, moving the camera down to reveal his face and rolling his eyes while he waits for the photo to print. "BYE atsumu. thanks." your boyfriend shoos, jutting out his hand to receive the little polaroid that then atsumu presses into his hand annoyed. "ungrateful ass" he mumbles with a disappointed shake of his head, and you giggle as he gets distracted by another photo opportunity. you snatch the picture out of suna's hand and he tsks but a blush spreads quickly across his cheeks. the photo must have been good. your head was turned, staring down the barrel of the camera, lips swollen and lipgloss melted and smeared. one of your eyes was red, not unlike the lipstick stains you kissed into suna's jaw that one of your hands held. his were around your hips, but the photo couldn't capture how he was rubbing his thumb up and down your skin. your boyfriend was staring at you with red cheeks and his usual smirk was replaced with a genuine smile that said it all. you have this boy in loveeee ugh 😭

ᵎᵎᵎ ִֶ ࣪ ⊹ ֶָ ، 𓂅 the song that was playing at the party : nikes by frank ocean

[ditzybat]

tim: i’ll tell every major news outlet about your nightly excursions if you don’t allow me to be robin

bruce suddenly reminded of janet drake whenever she got mad during their school days: … come on in

[bananahkim]

Some emotions that were fun to draw!

[morganbritton132]

Tim, out of an act of pure desperation, runs to his neighbor’s house and asks his butler how to remove a stain from a shirt he’s supposed to wear that evening.

Alfred, of course, helps and that turned into him answering all of Tim’s questions (“why does my pasta keep boiling over?”) which in turn, turns into little home ect lessons a couple times a week.

Tim likes this because he likes Alfred and now he knows how to cook more than just butter noodles and pizza rolls. Alfred enjoys the company while everybody is out of the house.

And this is going great until Bruce spontaneously decides to pick Jason up early from school.

They get home during one of these lessons and Jason is like, “Hey, it’s Tim Drake, right? Do you know when you’re coming back to school? I can let Mrs. Simmons know.”

The silence is loud.

Tim definitely implied to Alfred that the reason he could come over in the middle of the day was because he was homeschooled.

[mossflower]

i love eda. my girl took a random demon home as a pet then realised he was sentient and spent 8 years calling him her roommate before she adopted him. and then she found out he was jesus

[somerandomdudelmao]

I don’t really know what I’m doing haha

[seawaveleo]

enjoying season 10 immensely

[fanaroff]

I have an idea and idk if its been done before: what if “halfa” didn’t mean half-ghost? What it if meant two obsessions? Stuck between both?

Danny with space and protection.

Vlad with family and power.

I don’t know if Danielle would count in full as the other ghosts never actually call her a “halfa” to my memory and I feel like hers would boil down to “freedom” or “independence.” (Maybe freedom and survival?)

The transformation we see is not a transformation of alive-dead state.

Fenton is space. Phantom is protection.

Vlad is family. Plasmius is power.

They are dead. Fully dead. Both had extreme wants and dreams.

Danny’s dream was to be an astronaut, but he died focusing on wanting no one to ever go through what he did.

Vlad wanted so badly to start a family with Maddie, but as he died he only thought about power and what he’d do with it to get back at them.

Two strong things at once in each of them opposing each other as they formed giving them both the ability to go between the two.

If you look at the differences between their “ghost” and “human” forms, you’ll notice huge discrepancies. The ghost forms of both are of a healthy body type, strong. They’re the obsessions they constantly “feed”. If you look at their “human” form, they’re much weaker looking. Smaller. They’re both sadder in these forms. The ones they no longer feed into.

Because of the “lack of feeding,” these forms will not gain powers until they are fed into. It’s why they seem human and use the least amount of powers in this form. But they still have access to the baseline ghost powers.

[mecub]

Shoutout to The Crane Wives for “I learned to lie, I learned to grow, I learned to hold it for a while and let it go. I learned to take, I learned to keep, please tell me someday I’ll at least be able to sleep”

[spiderbeam]

lil rant about franco & a recent clip i stumbled upon of him in monza:

in monza franco was interviewed by a journalist and basically said: “x journalist has been going around saying i’m italian-argentinian i’m not. i’m just argentinian. i’ve read more than once that they’re saying i’m italian-argentinian. i have an italian passport but that’s it—i’m argentinian. just argentinian”

and maybe i’m reading too much into it, but i feel this means so much more than what people might think. because franco’s trajectory as a driver has truly been powered by argentinian support. and i don’t mean this in a “it’s great to be cheered on” way. i mean it in a franco needed help during his career and argentina came to his aid.

here’s a little background for those unaware: franco did amazingly in f4 with even fernando alonso backing him in drivex team. he won f4 by a margin of nearly 100 points, with 11 victories (out of 21), 14 podiums, 9 pole positions and 10 fastest laps. by all accounts, he was ready to move onto f3—but he couldn’t, because he didn’t have the money. there’s actually a story that franco had to sleep in a factory to cut costs.

and so, instead of moving onto f3, franco instead participated in other series like formula regional european championship and lemans. eventually, his performance got him enough monetary support to get into f3, where he eventually got signed by williams into their academy. however, williams was only going to fund his move into f2 if he placed among the top three—but he ended up ranking fourth. this meant williams would not be funding near entirety of his f2 move, and that the jump from f3 to f2 would be near impossible for franco to cover on his own.

now, during 2023 a campaign started in argentina twitter under #francolapintoaf2 (“fran colapinto to f2”), where argentina literally stood up to get franco sponsors to get into f2. if it hadn’t been for the enormous support franco got from argentinian people, he wouldn’t have been able to move up to f2 when he did.

bizarrap (very very famous argentinian producer/singer who is now a friend of franco’s & one of his major sponsors) actually said that the only reason he found out about franco was because he was messaged a screenshot of the campaign and he decided to reach out and basically ask “what do you need and how can i help you get it?”

so. yeah. franco’s career has always been backed by the support of his country, and he’s always been vocal about his love for argentina. i guess it just makes total sense to me that he would be slightly pissed at a journalist calling him “italian-argentinian” even though his mom is technically italian. because yeah!! there’s one country that’s been standing behind him this whole time, that’s been cheering his name the loudest, that has supported him every step of the way. and it’s not italy.

[eddiesghxst]

thinking about the way eddie coos when he sinks his cock into you for what feels like the millionth time in one night just to hear how wet you are, you’re whining in embarrassment bc you can hear the loud squelching noises of arousal and air pushing its way out of you but eddie just pushes your thighs out wider and hums, “hear that, baby? listen to your sweet little pussy talking to me— fuck— give me one more, come on.”

[napping-sapphic]

*gives you a gay little kiss that feels like home*

[davidtennan-t]

how I’m sleeping tonight knowing 14 is living his best retired life with the Nobles, healing from trauma, allowing himself to be happy and getting the family he always wanted

[doriana-gray-games]

can we get a snippet of Dr Watson taking care of Sherlock? :>

“You were foolish—“

“Calculating—“

“Foolish!”

“I miscalculated,” you correct. “Or missed some variable. Being wrong, in some small way, is not the same as foolish. Truly Watson, to think you so against learning, improving oneself by accepting failures—“

“YOU BROKE YOUR TOES!”

“Just the one toe…”

“The important one.”

“I don’t discriminate on such things.”

Watson pushes you down to remain on the bed. “I need to bind it. How’s your pain?”

“Tolerable. Unless…”

“No—“

“Then do not ask.”

Your good doctor had kept you in bed, elevated foot and everything for far too long now. It had been nearly an hour.

There’s tea on your cupboard. Extra sugars. And the very best biscuits, the one Watson hoards for the longest of days.

“Watson?”

They hum a soft sound, an acknowledgment, as they bind your broken appendage with steady and careful hands.

“If I am forced to endure monotony, I shall demand you do it with me.”

Watson looks at you, over those steady shoulders. A small smile across their lips. “I shall remain by your side. For as long as… as you need me, Sherlock. I can promise you that.”