#OOPSIES

[breadbugg]

[potato-lord-but-not]

SAPPHICS IN MY HORROR PODCAST

also tasteful shirtless Alice under cut whoops

[pissmamiii]

idk i need to be touched and groped and babied all in one but most importantly kissed all over

[sackoflower]

can i wiggle on you?

[tazmiilly]

transgenderifying that man's mustache

[bigidiotenergytm]

Will Poseidon and Odysseus ever kiss?

[jennyanypenny]

Her name is Jennyanydots 🐁🪳 :3

[yuwuta]

CAN YOU FEEL MY HEART BURNING, CAN YOU FEEL ALL MY GOOD LOVING — YUUJI ITADORI

cw: mentioned sex, friends to lovers, yuuji greatest boy 

The first time that Yuuji asks you out, you reject him. It’s not a matter of not liking him or liking him (even though you do like him, a lot)—it’s a matter of maintaining your friendship, about weighing risk versus reward, and about pushing your personal feelings aside for what’s best for everybody. 

Yuuji doesn’t listen. To him, your rejection was just confirmation about what he already knew about you—that you had a tendency to run away or avoid things you didn’t want to confront, but only when you were really, truly scared.

So, he does what he does best; he takes it to the next level. Despite being rejected, he holds your hand, and pulls you close, gives you kisses on your cheek, and your neck sometimes, and once you even let him leave a hickey, even though you spew the same mantra of—“You shouldn’t—Yuuji we shouldn’t be doing this”—you let him charm you every time.

Because Yuuji knows that you like him back, and he knows that even though you’re scared to say it, deep down you know that he’s always been yours. Because Yuuji is your best friend, and he knows better than anyone how to punch through the walls you so carefully build up. Because, honestly, you should have learned by now to stop trying to keep him out—he makes his way in no matter how many walls you put up. 

It’s how you end up in bed with him only three mere weeks after rejecting his confession. And even though you’ve both been as close as two people can be, Yuuji knows he’s missing one thing from you; one final seal to show you that he’s it, that there’s nothing to be afraid of, and to get you to stop running once and for all. 

Which is exactly why when you ask him if he wants to see thew new Spiderman movie after breakfast, he smiles and puts his plan into action. 

“Yeah, of course,” Yuuji grins, “If you say that it’s a date.” 

Your smile falls halfway, but Yuuji’s only widens as he slips his hands into his pockets. He waits, expectantly, even through your stunned silence, and you finally sigh when he begins to rock on his heels.  

“Yuuji, you know that–” 

“What I know is that you’ve got to get out of that head of yours sooner than later,” he says, leaning forward to happily invade your space to tap at your forehead, “And that you love me.”  

“Yeah, I kind of thought the confession that I only turned you down because I didn’t want to lose you, and the having sex with you last night kinda let you show that.” 

“Yes, yes, there was all of that,” Yuuji moves his hands to cup the sides of your head, looks into your widening eyes and grins, “But I’m giving you a way to make it official in that complicated little head of yours. So, go on, ask me out. I promise I won’t say no.” 

Your eyebrows pinch together. Yuuji immediately moves his thumbs to stroke at the tail ends of them as you pout, “What do you mean ‘make it official?’ I know—I mean I hope that all our feelings are official.” 

“Make it official to you,” Yuuji clarifies, using his right thumb to tap at your temple, “In that beautiful—” he bends forwards to press a kiss to your forehead, “—smart —” another kiss, “—very complicated —” and another, “—head of yours that I love so much. So, like I was saying: ask me out, so that you get your closure even though you don’t think you need it, and you start seeing and learning that I don’t want to do anything with you without romantic intentions.” 

Yuuji presses one last kiss before pulling away to show you his glowing smile. Your expression softens through his speech—confusion sinking into surprise and then pure adoration. You’re slightly amazed that Yuuji has deciphered this for you before you could even fathom a justification behind your emotions, but then again, you think, you shouldn’t be; Yuuji has proved, throughout the course of your friendship and his courtship, that you have his undivided attention—that you are the object of his desires, and as such, it’s only natural that he knows the parts of you that you don’t think about.  

So, you concede, push your shock and pride aside, and close that embarrassing gaping mouth of yours because this is Yuuji and for all the shit you’ve put him through, the least you could do is ask him out.  

“Okay. Will you go to the movies with me?”  

Except when screws up his face and purses his lip in dissatisfaction, you wonder if you should put him through the wringer yourself.  

Yuuji’s grip on your head tightens ever so slightly, not enough to be uncomfortable, just enough for him to manually shake your head to mirror his own, “You have to make it clearer that you’re asking me out. We go to the movies all the time, I love movies—” 

“Yeah, exactly,” you frown, reaching your right hand to grab at Yuuji’s wrist to still your shaking head, “I’m asking you to do something I know you love.”  

“Ah, but you see how that’s confusing to me,” Yuuji quips, “I am but your oblivious friend—you have to let me know that you want me to be there with you because you like me, otherwise I might not know for the next twenty-something years, and history will repeat itself and—ow!” 

“I get it, you asshole,” you bite. Yuuji gives you a shallow shrug, and a crooked smile, that you, begrudgingly, find endearing. So much so that you groan and let your head fall forward until your forehead is pressed against Yuuji’s chest. You can hear his laughter; feel the way his palms immediately latch to your back to rub shallow circles. “This is stupid. I can’t believe I like you and you’re making me do all this for some three-hour movie.” 

“Oh, wrong L-word, try again.” 

“Even worse. You know I love you and you insist on making me do this.” 

“You must think I’m worth it, or you would have left me hanging a long time ago,” Yuuji gives you another kiss to the crown of your head, before he holds you by the shoulders to urge you to stand up straight, “Now come on, ask me out, sweep me off my feet, m’lady.” 

You blink your eyes open slowly, adjusting for the sparkling image of Yuuji standing before you, waiting far too patiently. That awe washes over you again—a wave for the overbearing love you feel for him, another for the incredible soul the boy in front of you is—for how lucky you truly are to have him.  

And you are lucky to have Yuuji. To be loved by Yuuji. So, you reach for his hands and wrap yours around them before you look up to face him and ask, “Itadori Yuuji, will you go out with me?” 

“Yes, and I’ll do you one better,” he smiles, shakes your hands off so that he can put them on your waist to pull you to his chest, “I’ll be your boyfriend, too.” 

[the-unholybunny]

i want to be her safe place. i want to be someone she trusts, someone that she thinks of when shes having a bad day. she can always come to me, if she just needs a listening ear or a shoulder to cry on. someone who she knows will never judge her, never berate her but instead comfort her and make her feel seen and wanted. i want her to know how much i adore her, and ill never ever turn her away.

[mossy-crow0]

redrew that one ranboo drawing I did :D

[ninjapiratelady]

Madge should have lived so that she and Gale could have had the best background haters to reluctant acquaintances to besties in denial to lovers relationship.

Then Katniss gets to have two people to talk to about her Peeta problems and when she's like "IDK if I love him 😕" and Madge just smiles cause yes, you do, but imma let you figure it out on your own time. And Gale just rolls his eyes and walks away cause ffs Katniss, you idiot, go get your husband.

And then Katniss, instead of having to deal with Gale's bullshit in MJ, she gets the pleasure of watching her besties fall in love with each other in real time and she's trying - horribly - to give them relationship advice. Also that one part where Gale's like "I think Finnick likes you" it's out of genuine concern and not jealousy and then Madge laughs her ass off cause "no he doesn't Gale, he misses his wife and she misses her husband and they're best friend bonding over shared trauma". After that, Gale's jealous of Finnick - not because he thinks he loves Katniss but because bro, that is MY bestie get your own.

Also, with platonic bestie everthorne, Prim's death is that much more heartbreaking. Now, instead of being someone that Katniss is mildly annoyed with consistently because she doesn't know if she loves him or Peeta, they're best friends. She tells him (and Madge) everything and she loves him (platonic). And then, she goes from having him as a constant to not being able to look him in the eye and being devastated knowing it wasn't really his fault but she can't seperate him from that event. They grow apart, and, by extension, so do her and Madge.

But because I like happy endings, Gale and Madge move to D2 and Gale tills part of their backyard so Madge can grow a garden and there's a whole section for strawberries. They get married and have a few kids and they're happy. And they make regular trips to 12 to visit Gale's family and also Haymitch (who has lowkey had a soft spot for Madge from afar her whole life because of her icon of an aunt).

It takes a few years, but Peeta and Madge meet each other at the bakery one day and spend a couple hours catching up. Peeta tells Katniss, who then (she denies it) comes with Peeta to the bakery "to help" (to maybe catch Madge). Madge comes by and they reunite and Madge speaks on Gale's behalf about how awful he feels, but she tells Katniss that she understands why she can't forgive him. They decide to remain friends.

The Hawthornes visit 12 a few more times before Katniss decides she's ready to see Gale again. They meet up (with their spouses in tow so they don't have to be alone) and he apologizes and she maybe slowly starts to heal a little more. As a little more time passes, she forgives him for something that wasn't technically his fault and they all become best friends again just in time for Gale and Madge to be the first toast baby's honorary aunt and uncle.

They all stay besties till the very end and their kids are besties and Haymitch is Grandpa Haymitch to the Hawthorne and Toast babies and they all live happily ever after the end.

[lilislegacy]

my little headcanons (pjo) - part idk

percy and annabeth have an ‘oops’ baby when they’re in their 40s

i think they start having kids in their mid 20s and are done by the time they’re in their mid 30s, because they have four. so percy, without even needing to be asked, goes and gets a vasectomy. but since demigods heal differently than regular humans, his vas deferens end up reconnecting—meaning the vasectomy literally reverses itself—and annabeth gets pregnant when she’s like 45. they don’t even find out until she’s about four months along, and at first, they’re convinced it’s the gods’ doing. good chance they storm olympus demanding to know who did it, and the gods are just like, “uh… that wasn’t us. it’s just demigod biology.” so then they have to tell their kids, including their oldest who’s like 20, that the white jackson 5 is officially becoming a reality lol. (and of course, the baby is a boy—because only a rascal son of perseus persassy jackson would be that mischievous and sneak his way into the world like that)

and then percy has to get his vasectomy redone every 5-10 years lol

[windybluebelles]

Tim Drake is so pathetic. That guy has so many friends and yet always seems to be depressed and lonely.

Especially in battle for the cowl. Like homie, I get it, your second dad just died and your brother kinda hates you at the moment and two of your besties are like dead. But you have so many other friends. Fucking call them up, complain, get help. You don’t need to go and save Batman from the time stream alone good lord.

Just imagine-

Tim: RING RING

Ives: wtf

Tim: RING RING MOTHER FUCKER

Ives: Hey…Tim? You good? We haven’t spoken in a while but we are still such good pals and I love you dearly.

Tim: yeah, my dad died-

Ives: your dads already dead-

Tim: the second one, anyway, he’s not really dead wanna come with me to help save him?

Ives: I’m a civilian?

Tim: So am I ;) ;) ;)

Ives: …

Tim: 🥺

Ives: Okay?

Tim: RING RING

Cassie, mid joining a cult: hello?

Tim: Hey Sexey wanna get YJ back together?

Cassie: I mean I was kinda busy but ok I guess?

Tim: Great!

Cassie: arent half of us like, retired?

Tim: it’s chill dw bout it

Cassie: okay???

Tim: Great! *hangs up*

Tim: RING FUCKING RING BITCH

Bernard, also in a cult, actively bleeding: Hello- Tim?! Heyyyy Tim! Heyyyy

Tim: BERNARD! Wanna come with me to-

Bernard: -YES!

Tim: GREAT! :D *hangs up*

Ect ect ect you get it. Most of YJ, all of Tim’s civilian friends/exs, maybe Laura Fell if we fuck around enough. Fuck he should call up Dana cause she’s still alive and shit.

Point is, he has so many friends / allies / family and has no reason to be such a moody little guy

[pissmamiii]

i think sitting in someone’s lap while they kiss me would fix me tbh

[man-me--a-sand]

can you tell I steadily lost interest in actually painting this

[bigidiotenergytm]

.... wait. ur not supposed to be hades. ur in the wrong musical-