#hes so weak for her

[ggomomomo]

Roomies | 4 - Blush

@felinettenovember

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To say that Marinette Dupain-Cheng was a force to reckon with was an understatement.

Felix could speak truth with that. 

But sometimes, the girl had subtler moments. Times when she wasn't flailing around, tripping on thin air. Times when she wasn't mumbling furiously about what looked wrong in her latest design. Those sights came and went quickly, fleetingly. Felix soon learned the right and timing and place to catch her in such a state. 

Marinette was sitting near the window, receiving just enough natural light to illuminate her sketchpad. The end of her pencil was pressed up against her cheek as her eyes swept over the page. Felix had just woken up from a late night out and was greeted by the scene. Calming his thumping chest, he slipped past the living room and into the kitchen so he wouldn't disturb her. 

He didn't know. He didn't know what it was about her during those moments that made him stop on his tracks. Made his mind go blank. It must be the disorientation from waking up. Yes, that must be it. With a long muted sigh, he reached for the utensils to begin cooking their breakfast. 

"Fe?" 

He froze, hearing her feet shuffle across the floor. 

Felix cleared his throat. "Yes?" 

"What's for breakfast?" Her blue eyes shone brightly, looking up at him like a puppy dog. Her hand went to rest on his back as a habit. 

Never in a million years would Felix have thought that his post-high school years would be sodomestic (aside from the hero business, of course). And Marinette wasn't even his romantic partner. 

When he peeked inside the fridge, she hadn't let go of his shirt. "What do you want?" 

"Omelet," she replied. "Omelet and pancakes." 

"Omelet and pancakes it is." 

As he took the ingredients one by one, her arms wrapped around his middle and her face pressed up against his back. Her touch wasn't foreign to him. Not his partner's, the same person who he'd wrestled death with multiple times. But that gesture made the pace of his heart pick up yet again. 

"What's wrong?" he asked. 

"Tired," she whined. 

"As if you're the one who patrolled solo last night." 

The snarky answer earned him a light slap. "Hey, I actually got a lot of work done last night." 

She moved to his side to help him out with the pancakes just when he thought that she was returning to her designs. Her gaze turned curious again, wandering over his face. And he couldn't duck away or hide himself since he didn't want to seem suspicious.  

"Are you okay?" Marinette questioned, putting the back of her hand on his forehead. "You look a little red." 

He carefully put her hand away. "I'm alright."  

She frowned. "Are you sure?" 

"Yes, it must be the morning heat." Felix gulped, finally looking away. "Let's focus on making breakfast now.

[kaiju-krew]

he didn't stand a chance <3

original/inspo!!

[ryllen]

eepy 🐲

ryumimi & half dragon sebek AU

[brookheimer]

shiv was not being altruistic nor intellectually self-interested when she voted against kendall. that was pure raw visceral desperation to maintain some semblance of dignity that she felt kendall being ceo would shred her of. sometimes people do not act in other people’s best interests or their own best interests. sometimes people do the wrong thing for the wrong reasons just because it feels like the right, the only, thing to do. shiv could not let kendall be ceo. she just couldn’t. not because she wanted to sacrifice herself to “stop the cycle,” not because she made a calculation and decided tom was her best interest — because the thought of kendall being ceo and acting like That the rest of their lives when shiv earned that job, she fucking earned it, that was too much to fucking bear. watching him sit in dad’s chair, conduct that vote, grin with entitlement and cockiness and certainty — seeing that elicited a visceral painful all-consuming sensation not dissimilar to overwhelming nausea that, summed up in two words, would simply be: fuck. no. she couldn’t live with that. she just couldn’t. it’s not kind. it’s not smart. it’s just human. painfully, destructively human. because sometimes, that’s all there is to it. not just for shiv, but for everyone. god knows roman and kendall have had those same feelings, made those same self-destructing yet necessary-feeling decisions throughout the show. why does it have to be different for shiv? why can’t she be painfully destructively human, prone to impulsive ill-conceived viscerally felt actions, like everyone else? why are we incapable of allotting her the same nuance and humanity (the good and the bad), the same trauma-informed self-destructive life-ruining hamartias, as we do her brothers? why can’t we fit a whole woman in our heads?

[knightingale]

The "Sansa reminds Sandor of his sister" motive that some people try to hitch to his character really just flies in the face of his actual attachments to her, doesn't it? Sansa reminds Sandor of himself. He sees the little boy who used to love knights in this girl who's been swept up by the same romanticism. He sees his abuser in her abusers, the much larger knight(s) beating on the helpless child. He sees how she is betrayed by every level of authority that should have saved her and remembers his father's neglect and Tywin and Robert's apathy for Gregor's crimes. He's protective of Sansa because he was Sansa.

And GRRM's design, that one of the strongest warriors in the series, a fearsome and cynical 6'8" guy who's "muscled like a bull" and has the face of death itself, sees himself in this soft and effeminate teen girl, and empathizes with her because he was an abuse victim too, is INFINITELY more compelling than "Oh yeah I bet she just reminds him of his sister," who he's never mentioned and who we know literally nothing about. Way to unnecessarily water down a character, you couldn't have ignored the black and white text more efficiently if you tried.

[iite-cool]

thinking about simon being like a cat. a mean ol' one all teeth and claws, scratching and hissing when you stretch a hand out to him. biting you because that's all he knows how to do - it's all he's ever done - and it's kept him alive.

that's what his whole life's been about - staying alive. surviving. maiming anything he sees before it can get to him first. so he doesn't know how to react when you don't bare your teeth at him but just smile and make him tea. he reacts like a stray cat does when it's offered warmth - he's confused. and his confusion gives way to anger and again he spits fire because what else is he supposed to do? accept your kindness? bah! it's a hoax, he knows that. you'll tire of him and claw at his neck sooner or later so he'd rather not let you close enough to do so.

and when you don't give up, and you keep smiling that gorgeous, dazzling smile at him, he doesn't know what to do. no one's ever done this before - been all soft and sweet and only wanting to be allowed to scratch at his ears in reward. why were you doing this? why didn't you run away when you saw how he scratched at you? why do you look at him with those big, beautiful eyes like he's the only person in the world?

at a complete loss, he lets you pet him and oh that smile he'd let you tear his heart out if you would just keep smiling at him. "hey, simon!" god, he wants to drown in the sound of your lips wrapping around his name. you come close to him and his brain stops working, eyes wide and lost when you wrap your arms around him and pull him to you. warmth. is this what it feels like? he wants to live forever in the crux of your arms, creating a life for himself between them.

he couldn't stop smiling if he tried, if he were a cat he'd spend the rest of his time on this earth, the earth that tried to bury and kill him and is now making amends by sending him you, running between your legs and swishing his tail around you. simon riley who's always had his head on a swivel, who's not gotten a full night's sleep in a decade lest he miss the chance to look his reaper in the eyes, now sleeps with his head on your lap, belly up and purring.

masterlist

please comment/reblog!! i have so many thoughts about this man that need to be talked about

[shima-draws]

Ghost Cora AU where he’s actually been following Law around ever since he died but nobody has been able to see him, so all he’s able to do is watch Law get hurt and suffer in silence. UNTIL, miraculously, the battle of Dressrosa ends, and for some strange reason—through some supernatural bullshit or maybe just fate—one person is finally able to see him.

Law is sitting on the deck of the Yonta Maria watching everyone party when Luffy comes trotting over to him. And Luffy plops down beside him and says, “I’ve been meaning to ask, Torao, but who’s that really tall blonde guy with the funny makeup that’s been following you around?”

And Law’s just like

[suja-janee]

The only way he can get her to listen

[turtleblogatlast]

Man ���Battle Nexus: New York” was a great episode but I do have one major gripe with it.

Like. Raph being paired up with Ghostbear? Makes sense. Works great. Works amazing, even.

Mikey being paired up with Meatsweats? Yeah that checks out!!

Donnie getting…Hypno…? I mean. I guess Donnie doesn’t like magic so it kindaaa works but Kendra would have been a much better choice to me personally. Maybe Big Mama didn’t wanna include a human or something…

And Leo getting…uh…one of the Sando Brothers???? Of all villains? Nah let’s be real, his main villain is more Big Mama herself (or Leo could be considered his own worst enemy lmao-). Hell Hypno would have probably worked better here considering their shared love for magic tricks and stuff, but Carl Sando????

[p00pdev1l]

there's something sooo sexy about someone holding their shirt up with their teeth during sex

[multifandombullshitbabes]

have we ever thought abt the fact that zuko is literally azula's older brother. like she's his little sister. that's his little sister. throughout a big, big part of atla plot, he was actively running away, scared of his little sister killing him because he KNEW she would/could. can you imagine that? your little sibling, wanting more your father's approval than your companionship to the point of death? every time they fought, zuko was fighting his baby sister. azula was fighting her big brother. this is making me so sick. they were 16 and 14 years old.

[moeblob]

Help this trio + another guy was specifically designed to target me.

[bestjeanistmonster]

Dc au- made Amy a villain clown outfit for a fun monster of the week type adventure

(Do not tag as ship)

[ninjautistic]

I found out some stuff about Oni's and I have a whole bunch of new headcanons for Lloyd and Garmadon..

[skimpilydressedwithanaxe]

Crowperson belongs to @ricksanchezgetspegged I HAD A WHOLE LOTTA FUN DOING YR GUY!!

[gothicwill]

Logan and shivs relationship is so interesting bc he always goes to her when he wants to tear down another woman. He immediately tells her that he thinks Kendall’s new girl is an airhead at the gala. He shit talks Rhea jarells character specifically with her. And she’s always so eager to play along. Bc she’s different. She’s special. Unlike all the other women that Logan deems too weak to deserve his respect.

And in those moments when he makes it clear that she’s no different then the rest, she’s devastated. Bc no matter how much she may participate in his misogyny, she was always just a girl to him.