#ahahaha...

[lilshoots]

More old things!!!

[meiloorunsmoothie]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TUMBLR!!!!!!!

Can't believe I've had this thing for a year already

[divinityunleashed]

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WHY IS EMMA FROST SO HOT?!

BOOBA, DELICIOUS THIGHS, WHY IS SHE SO HOT WHEN HER NAME IS FROST?!

I DON'T CARE IF THIS IS ON THE SFW SIDE, LET ME SIMP

BAE

[tallovines]

THESE DUMB IDIOTS INLOVE...

I WANT THEM DEAD!!!

[moonspirit]

What if for Armin or Annie (it's actually interesting for each of them) their love remained unrequited? No mutual pining or something like that. Perhaps an obvious refusal or awareness of it. And yet they still had to work together, ha ha… (ah, autumn mood…)

Hi anon!

Ahaha I see someone's in a melancholy mood... welp T^T

You know, that would be an extremely bittersweet way for Aruani to "end" on, so to speak. Both of them fall for each other to varying degrees in their cadet days; for Annie all the turmoil of feeling what she feels for him constantly constricts her throat until she has to forcefully turn it off by focusing on the harshest activity possible - putting herself through rigorous training, because there's nothing else in store for her except death, and most certainly a very horrible death for him too if she doesn't put a stop to these silly feelings. For Armin, it's intrigue mixed in with a happiness not like any other he's experienced, Annie makes him want to sit in the open without crawling into a shell and talk about the boring things she somehow doesn't hate. Annie makes him want to be next to her, until he can see her eyes and count her eyelashes and the little bumps on her skin from how close they are. Annie simply makes his heart light, and it's certainly a "like" even if he doesn't recognize it as "love" yet.

But neither ever speaks.

Not before they graduate, not before they part ways, not before that afternoon in the Forest of Giant Trees after which nothing is ever the same.

In his agony to dutifully report to his superiors, Armin realizes, maybe it's not just a like, maybe it's stronger, maybe it's got a tighter hold on his heart than he ever could've imagined because why is it so hard to open his mouth and say her name and put an end to this madness?

And Annie... Annie knows. When he leads her into the tunnel she knows, it's good she never said a thing, it's good she never admitted to wanting to touch his sunlit hair just once before they put on dedicated military badges. Reality is only ever cold, like this void of a tunnel stretching before her - there's nothing in store for her, nothing except death. If only she could've willed her heart to become stone.

So she becomes that stone instead. She becomes that stone because her heart cannot possibly be - her heart is too weak, so her body becomes strong, protected by a thing that nothing can ever crush.

Here, in the cold, dark basement where she remains suspended in a glass prison, Armin does speak.

And she listens.

But it remains unrequited because she cannot speak.

When finally, years later, walls come crashing down, and with them the glass into a million little pieces, Annie can speak, and Armin can listen, but she doesn't. Because believing any of it was true will only lead to more pain, for one by fear and for the other, by hesitation.

He doesn't know she heard his words, and she doesn't speak to let him listen to hers.

They fight. They survive. They lie in the smoke and dust and billowing clouds of dead giants carrying the putrefied smell of burnt corpses. They are alive.

But still.

He can't tie her down.

And she can't hurt him anymore.

And so they never speak.

All that's left, are the memories of what they had once - childish glances and lilting laughter - and maybe, that will be all there will be.

[rjalker]

abruptly shouting with realization, "Mickey Mouse can be in Faction Paradox!"

[getinthehandbasket]

me, in a fandom discord in the NSFW channel: I am a slut for your benefit; let me tell you what this height difference between our two favorite characters might mean for them.

Why yes, I will do the experimentation necessary.

[starry-sophrosyne]

me counting my current ship fixations on my fingers:

"1, 2, 3.. huh. that's just enough for-"

*DOOM MUSIC STARTS PLAYING*

"..."

"No.."

*I turn my head.*

"No.. NO!!.. GET BACK!! YOU FOUL CREATURE, YOU VILE BEAST!!"

*It starts to get closer*

"STAY AWAY!! BACK I SAY!! I ALREADY HAVE SO MANY WEIGHT OF THE CROWN TIMESKIP DRABBLES THAT I NEED TO WORK O-"

[mushroompollution]

do you ever just wake up and know it's not going to be a good day?

[fluffycatgirl]

i'd like to use up the last of my mvm tickets. but uh. it's been a while and i kinda forgot how to play it that well.

so either i would have to like do bootcamp/community servers.

or find a group of people who would like to do it. but uh that would require 5 whole friends. which i don't have...

[potatokoko]

where stars rest

[lettuce-king]

*sigh* me and may friends paid Theo Solomon to say in Wyll's voice that he's "in da club straight up jorkin it" so of course I have to infect as many people as possible with this newly created cursed audio

Update: we met him at dragoncon and he actually recognized us from the cameo 😭 he was very sweet and enjoyed our wyll ravengard fanclub/sus coven shenanigans

[siennasfantasies]

Part 2 (blurb)

Bakugou Katsuki started dating you in his first year of university. Now, three years have passed.

Mina, ever the observer, noticed slight changes in her friend’s demeanor.

"Kiri. Is Bakubro talking to someone?" She leaned against the windowsill of the lecture hall, carefully watching the blonde boy walk calmly off-campus.

"No. Why?" Kirishima slung his bag over his shoulder and walked over to where Mina stood. His eyes followed Bakugou as he walked away, starting to wonder.

Was Bakugou talking to someone? Nah, can't be.

"He seems... calmer?" Kirishima snickered, causing Mina to smile slightly. "Y’know what I mean. He's just, I don’t know, different now."

While the two of them came up with various scenarios, Katsuki himself had just reached his car and was texting you. A small notification pinged on his phone, and the boy smiled, pocketed it, and hopped into his car.

A few weeks later, during a small get-together with the group, Kaminari, drunkenly blurting out random thoughts, caught everyone's attention.

"Heyy, Bakus." Kaminari slung his arm around Bakugou's shoulders, leaning into him. "Come with me on this double date. This cute girl will only go out with me if you come for her friend."

Katsuki sighed at the sight of his childhood friend.

"I can’t."

Mina and Kirishima, sitting next to each other, lightly knocked knees, their ears perked up to catch the reason behind his refusal.

"Why not, Bakubro? It’s a free day. You busy?" Kirishima asked, taking a sip from his cup while keeping an eye on Bakugou, who looked bored.

Bakugou glanced at his phone, which buzzed with another notification. Mina quickly averted her gaze toward the screen, trying to catch a glimpse of the name—too slow to see anything.

Wait, what was that on his back-

"I have a date with my missus."

Bakugou continued texting, unaware of the sudden silence that had fallen over the entire group. All eyes were fixed on his relaxed figure as he typed away.

"YESSSSSSSSSS!" Mina jumped up, fists pumping the air in celebration. Her face lit up with pure joy as Kirishima chuckled beside her, shaking his head.

Katsuki looked up, confused by their reaction. Then he felt a small splatter on his forearm and turned to see Kaminari sitting next to him, his mouth open, spilling his drink.

"OY! Dunce face, you’re fucking spilling everything—"

"YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND??" Kaminari grabbed Bakugou's shoulders, lightly shaking him.

"Yeah, I thought I told you guys that."

Kaminari’s face fell, then he lunged forward and hugged Bakugou while sobbing, "You have a girlfriend!"

"Dunce—You're getting my shirt wet. Bro, get off!" Katsuki was shocked by the reaction of his friends. He glanced around at their expressions before his eyes landed on the entrance to the bar.

"Kaminari, off me." He grabbed his sobbing friend by the shoulder and gently tipped him back. "Move over. Make some space."

Mina whipped her head toward the entrance, gasping loudly.

And there you were, already smiling as you clutched your bag anxiously.

Bakugou stood up and walked over to you, a small smile tugging at his lips. Kirishima scoffed in shock as he heard him greet you.

"Hey, mama. You okay?"

You nodded, leaning forward to kiss his cheek. Katsuki wrapped his arm around your waist and led you toward the booth.

"Well, since I must have forgotten to mention it to you guys... meet my fiancée."

[randomfandomss]

Pope Innocent XIV

If there was only certainty, and if there was no doubt, there would be no mystery, and therefore no need for faith. Let us pray that God will grant us a Pope who doubts. Let Him grant us a Pope who sins and asks for forgiveness. And carries on.

I am what God made me. And perhaps it is my difference that will make me useful. I think again of your sermon. I know what it is to exist between the world’s certainties.

[han-ban-bam]

a gentle thunk on the shoulder

[lemon-wedges]

Yaoi Break with Da Bois