#imagine the funny stories

[nymexyl]

Had a great idea because I'm a genius and also so sick im basically on drugs

Imagine a big event for cosplayers, lasting maybe a few weeks or a month, and taking place in a space where nobody not participating can access. An area with rooms to stay in, stores, etc, like a little town for cosplayers.

And for the event there's a list to ensure each cosplay only has 1 person for it. So no double cosplays. And the main rules would be

1) no exiting the event space unless it's for an emergency

2) you gotta do your best to stay near other cosplays from whatever show/movie/book/musical/whatever

3) Do your best to stay in character when on camera & just for funny stories

The event would be recorded both by participant and host, but there would of course be certain areas nobody could record in for people who need a break.

All complex cosplays that get uncomfortable or dangerous to be in for prolonged periods of time have to have secondary "simple" cosplays like Shaggy from Scooby-Doo to change into for their own safety when needed. Nobody would be expected to sleep in cosplays or spend time in them in areas where recording is banned, this event would circle firstly around a bunch of cosplayers showing off and having fun together on a cool vacation & secondly around viewers entertainment/content opportunities.

Idk I just thought it sounded like a fun idea:3

[egophiliac]

WAIT when did he get FANGS

[saturated-silences-art]

Sokka, the plan guy, realizing that he too is capable of some catastrophic, Zuli-level strategic moves…

Based on that scene of @lovelyelbowleech’s War Games.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

An unbothered queen has entered, and subsequently left.

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[planefood]

warriored cats

[one-of-many-mothmen]

I feel like if Jon had snapchat, his story would be completely unhinged. Like his story would be a picture of a cat and then a video of him running from the cops. A picture of his tea and a statement, then a picture of a dead body in an abandoned house. Just some really weird shit.

[nibbelraz]

Transmigrator Baby binghe and Broke single dad author

[bacchuschucklefuck]

doing chibi is a good design exercise bc it forces u to think on shapes n essential details, essentially thumbnailing ur designs. its also a terrible design exercise bc it ends up looking cute no matter what

[fcthots]

Jason Todd would want you to take pictures of his face between your legs.

He'd want you to make sure that you have the flash on and have your other hand buried in his hair. Multiple pictures too. One with his face completely buried in your folds. One with his eyes drunkenly locked on you. Another after you tug his face away, hand still in his hair, with glassy half open eyes and slick all over his mouth.

If you send him the pictures when he's out of the house and busy, he'll drop whatever he's doing to get to take some more. And if you send him a video of you touching yourself to the pictures? He will go 100 in a 35 to see you and get to watch you.

[choerypetal]

Five: Where is my suit?

Y/N: *literally wears it*

Klaus: …

Five: … *falls in love until realization hits him, by exhaling a sigh and leaves the two idiots to find another suit*

Y/N: …

Klaus: … *looks at y/n*

Klaus: You own me 50$ if he’d fall in love with you on the spot.

[valeskawhore]

Hi darling<3, hope you are doing okay<3! I was wondering if i can get a one shot or headcanons (wichever is easier for you) where Homelanders fall in love genuinely for a Female s/o wich is so cute, sweet and kind and have angel powers, like the wings, she can put people to sleep if she sings and almost looks like an angel (perfect sking almost in a pale pink tone, and pink hair<3). And the team is very confused like "How in the hell you fall in love with someone?", but Homelanders is very happy and wants to be a good boyfriend :D

Sorry it took me a bit!!!! Here you go lovely!!!! ❤️

Homelander x fem! Angel!! Supe reader!!

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It was such a surprise that Homelander could pull any bitches tbh.. (according to Maeve and A-train)

There was that one nazi chick but nobody even knows what happened to her? Didn’t she commit? Ehhh— nobody cares anyways.. especially not him.

You were the light of his life, his Angel on earth.

You both met during a Hero Galla being hosted in the tower. You weren't the biggest supe out there but you were a good friend of maeve's and what better time to have and reconnect then to get drunk at a hero gala? She was thrilled to see you again, as thrilled as Maeve can be anyways. You joined her at the bar, your wings stayed tucked on your back. They were huge so everytime you went to a public event you always ended up folding them into eachother as tightly as they possible could without them hurting. His words caught in his throat when he first saw you. And fun fact, he actually thought you were a painting when he first saw you. You were standing outside the bathroom, waiting for Maeve to stop throwing up after she ushered you outside, insisting that she was fine. You stood under a giant mural of a painting, one with angels on it unitentionally. It was very christain or something, with naked babies flying around in their white clothes wrapped around their bottoms and shooting arrows. Just something like that-- he dosent know, he didn't stare at the painting. This man had to do a double take. He glanced and was like-- "oh painting" and just as he was about to turn and walk away, Yanno do his job and charm the president for madam stillwell, The painting MOVED-- You simply turned to the side like a smidge and this man was on you when he found out you were REAL. You had the soft pink complexion with bright light undertones. You're hair was as if you were cupid. The color of love even in his eyes. Was it hearts? shingling in the reflection of his blue saucers? or was it your hair? he didn't know, he didn't give a fuck. But best believe, he was on you like white on rice. Homelander had never felt so bold before but there was something about your kind smile and words. Your voice was soft and quiet, he wasn't complaining, this gave him an excuse to step closer to you and invade your personal space so he could hear you over all the commotion in the room. He would grab your hand and introduce himself as THE homelander, Kissing your gentle soft knuckles. Did he mention you were soft? SOOOO soft. You blinked at him, "Oh..? are you important? iv'e never heard of you before?" And you really hadn't. you grew up on a small farm in Washington state allllllll the way over on the last state on the west side of the country. You didnt own a TV, you didn't even have a phone. that's why it took so long for you and make to reconnect. He was shocked, his pride was almost hurt a bit. Ofcourse he went into the fact that he's above everyone else because he was KINDA a big deal but it's fine. Cue to him obnoxiously shrugging and rolling his eyes with a wave of his hand, no biggie. But you were fascinated. He was so caught in your eyes, he didnt even realize the fact that you had wings until you turned around when you heard maeve's voice. Asking what the FUCK was Homelander doing. But it was no matter, because now it was your turn to sing for the gala! Little to your knowledge did Maeve make a public announcement that there was going to be a special preformance tonight from the one and only, "Seraphina" Your hero name. You were ushered to the stage pretty quickly by Maeve but untimatley she just wanted you away from Homelander as fast as possible. The song started pretty slowly. But that was your motive, the song was supposed to be a slow almost-lulliby theme. And if this man wasn't Inlove with you from the start, he definitely was now. There was something about your voice. something so calmly and soothing. Visable, his muscle sunk to the ground. He felt so relaxed under your tone.

It wasn’t until you had stopped singing abruptly and the crowd began to murmur was when he opened back up his eyes to see that your backup violinist had fallen to the ground in a deep slumber and you went rushing to his side.

Homelander’s eye twitched. Causing him to swiftly approach the stage in a not so calm like manner and step into it causing the crowd to cheer.

“Come on, sweetness. He’s fine.” Homelander smiled his signature smile. When you turned around, Homelander landed a swift kick to the man’s groin causing the man to choke out.

“See?” He turned to you, almost searching for approval. “He’s fine, sing. Please.”

He demanded.

And nervously.. you did.

——-

The rest of the night was history. Homelander remained attempting to chat you up until you finally told him that yes, you’d go on a date with him. He was ecstatic, but yet fearful.

He saw the way Maeve looked at you. Not in a romantic way but In a warning way. He knew Maeve was gonna try and say something to you about him, and destroy your relationship with him.

He threatened her that night and actually had her locked up on level 12.

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When you guys did start dating, it was great. Homelander had convinced you that he was the perfect gentleman for you. That you guys belonged to eachother.

And for a while you thought that you guys did. Sure he was a little possessive but you never once doubted that he didn’t loved you because you knew he did.

He would follow you around and help you clean the house. He would insist on trying for children and on those lonely nights he’d hold you like no other.

And the sex was great. It really was.

But remember that guy from Walmart that said he knew you? And you both ended up grabbing a coffee after finding out you guys were really close in high school?

No? Because Homelander can’t either. That guy never existed apparently.. according to John.

Everything was fine.. that’s what you told yourself. You lived in a lavished home, nothing like the small farm from Washington. And you were taken care of.. set for life.

Until a smaller woman would approach you and ask for your help in rescuing Maeve. Her name was starlight and she apparently was a member of the 7. You glanced around, and told her to keep her voice down before ushering her into the bathroom and demanding that she’d explain.

What was going on? What couldn’t you find Maeve? She had been missing ever since you and Homelander had began dating.

John insisted that it was nothing and that Maeve had went to rehab? So what was going on.

You ended up telling John about your strange encounter with said straight and endorsed that she was strange.

You’ll never forget the look in his eyes from across the dinner table, like something had snapped in them. His blue eyes now felt cold as he stopped chewing his food with a nervous tensed laugh.

For the first time, you felt scared.

Maybe that little blonde girl was right.

[daily-sifloop]

Kisses!!! Please!!!!!! They deserve it

day 11: behind the scenes

[taxinealkaloids]

horrible children who are. so so mean to each other

[wannaeatramyeon]

Gun and Goo with Reader: Manga Raws

G/N. Silly.

Gun has a headache. The type of throbbing that starts at the temples before spreading across his entire skull, his ears and jaw and neck, that would leave a weaker person debilitated.

Fortunately he is not weak. Unfortunately, he still needs to put up with you and Goo.

"Please?"

Goo takes one look at you, and mimics your expression, "Yeah, please?"

Gun peers, features not indicating any discomfort, impassively into yours and Goo's face. Both batting your eyelashes at him, mouth pulled down, bottom lip jutting out in a way some would describe as cute and pitiful.

He takes one drag of his cigarette then blows the smoke in your direction.

It has the desired effect.

Goo reels back, spluttering and waving the fumes away and pulling you back with him.

"Say something!" He stage-whispers into your ear.

"Like what?"

"Anything! I don't care. Do whatever. Get on your knees and beg or blow-"

"Stop if you don't want me to pluck out your tongue," You shove the blonde roughly, eyes narrowing at his words.

There's a huff of amusement behind you and you seize your opportunity.

"Gun," you coo, whirling round, "The manga raws are out, the translations are always shit and delayed. You're fluent in Japanese. Of course we were gonna ask you. It's gonna take five minutes, tops."  Your reasoning falls on deaf ears, charming smile ignored, and Gun raises an eyebrow in your direction.

It's time for your trump card.

"I know you have a headache. You know that we won't stop being annoying until you help us. And we all know that that headache can get much much worse."

Goo nods enthusiastically in your peripheral vision.

Letting out a sigh of defeat, Gun begrudging caves, "Fine-"

"Oh!" You weren't sure it was going to work, "Thanks-"

"Except," Gun throws Goo a smirk, "You can't tell Goo what happens."

You give Goo a thumbs up behind your back at the same time as you grin and say, "Deal!" 

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Never gonna live that down.

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[caelanglang]

"If you wish, I will follow you into the depths of hell."

sneak peak for a long running personal project with @xlillyle !!

yes, it's a royai fmab au featuring beast skk... or what I like to call: fmaBeast au xD!!

Lilly posted a couple of wips for it if anyone wants to read :3!! I assure you the writing is amazing and we've added quite a bit on top of the canon fma events ;3