#it’s my fault lmfao

[2knightt]

୧ ׅ𖥔 ۫ ‘you’re my best friend, i’ll love you forever.’⋄ 𓍯

𖦆 ː you and ponyboy went out to watch the sunset together when you’re mistaken as a couple. ♡🎀 ໋֢ 𖥻

…this is totally TOTALLY last minute for @rumble-aint-a-rumble-without-me ’s event. but like go support them and the other talented writers who have done this. dillo was, and still is, my biggest inspiration for this account.‧₊˚ ✩

“my, aren’t you two just the cutest?”

the old ladies cooed, soft smiles on their faces. they thought they were complimenting a cute, teenage, drunk in love couple.

you and ponyboy just sat there, feeling awkward. of course, you two were the only ones that felt it in the air.

“..huh?”

you were the first one to speak up—confusion written all over your face. you wanted to ask how they came to that conclusion, but the position you two were in weren’t helping.

it’s almost sunset, the park is empty besides you and pony (plus the old ladies) and you sat on the same bench, maybe a little too close together.

“oh gods—i remember when me and my first husband were like you two. don’t you remember, mary?”

“how couldn’t i? he was all you ever talked about. the boy looks an awful like him, too.”

ponyboy’s lips were tightened as he looked toward you, his eyebrows pinched together.

‘what’s happening?😧’

‘i don’t fucking know.🧍‍♀️’

the two of you mouthed as they went on about the lady’s first husband. as soon as they finished, they turned their attentions back to you.

“oh, don’t mind us! you two were just too cute not to compliment. it’s so nice to see that real love still exists in this generation.”

her friend nodded. you just wanted to evaporate. it was a little embarrassing, sure. and as much as you’d hate to admit it—it was kinda sweet.

god forbid two best friends wanna hang out, is what you thought.

THEY THINK WE’RE A COUPLE😍😍🥰🥰, is what ponyboy was thinking.

the old ladies began to walk away after spouting more praises to the both of you, calling you the cutest couple they’d seen in a long time.

you wanted to tell them that you weren’t dating ponyboy—that you were just friends trying to watch the sunset.

but you couldn’t. it was nice to hear that, in a weird way. your eyes shifted toward ponyboy as he watched them walk away, noticing a more details to him than before.

the red strands in his hair was more apparent when the sun was setting rather than when it was fully out. the dirty, navy blue sweater he wore brought out his eyes more than anything.

‘they thought we were a couple. does that mean i have a chance?? is this a sign??? do i have to start praying???🤔😨’ ponyboy thought as you started to fall for him, the same way he did a long time ago.

sure, he might’ve fell for you first—but you definitely fell harder.

[dumplingsjinson]

List of “let’s talk about the mixed signals you’ve been sending my way” prompts 

“We’ll always toe that fine line but never actually, like, cross it, will we?” 

“What would you say if I… Kissed you right now?” 

Those lingering hugs before you part ways that make you just… Wonder. 

“I don’t think we’ll ever be more than this.” “…And you’re sure about that?”

Those soft gazes you can feel burning into the side of your head, and when you look back at them, they’d either hold their gaze or they’d quickly look away so you don’t catch them staring at you.

The hint of jealousy in their voice and the way they act when you talk about your love interests to them. But it should be alright, because you guys are friends, no?

“Are you this touchy with your other friends?” “…No.”

“Wouldn’t it be funny if we, uh, actually got together? Not that it would ever happen, but just… You know.” 

“How far is too far?” “I honestly don’t know at this point.”

“You’re not healthy for me, and you confuse the shit out of me, but I keep coming back for more anyway.”

[housecow]

i actually wanna cry/die rn. i bought a new bed (full size) w a 600lb weight limit. my new mattress only shipped today so i have a twin on the frame atm… the bed frame didnt come with instructions or anything so we kinda just winged putting it together ig but 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

i literally turned over to fall asleep and the main support SNAPPED under my weight. before the actual mattress is even here and idk what to do 😭😭😭😭

[scyape]

new monologue just dropped

[ask-the-colony-tree-siblings]

Hey, Hunter!

Aside from the chronic back pain, what other long lasting symptoms did you have from the Rot, if any?

((Okay! So my attempt to answer this somehow developed into a rant about Hunter’s characterization so… here you go lol.))

So I have to answer this on Hunter’s behalf, because part of his character is that he doesn’t like to admit any sort of weakness. Apart from chronic pain, I essentially just gave him the symptoms of low iron. He gets light headed and dizzy, and he is often tired or low energy. 

Hunter has this mindset that being weak, or showing weakness makes you useless. (I wonder what could have possibly made him develop that way of thinking. Surely nothing to do with the way he was raised and treated growing up.) Keep in mind, Hunter’s very logical logic only applies to him. He wouldn’t judge Survivor for not being strong, Hunter just has unhealthy expectations of himself that definitely aren’t realistic anymore with his post-rot symptoms, and were never actually that realistic to begin with.

He has a habit of ignoring his own symptoms, and pretending to be perfectly fine when he isn’t. He’d never admit it if his chronic pain is making it difficult for him to function properly. 

(His physical health is one thing, but don’t even get me started on how Hunter views his mental health lmao.)

Uhhh anyways bonus light headed/dizzy Hunter:

[crybaby-bkg]

Bakugou who makes it a habit of FaceTiming you out of the blue because he’s horny. Your friend group and his own have had to bear witness entirely too many times to answering the phone and he’s exposed somehow—they always just wanna say hi, ask him how his recent mission is going. They learn after enough times, that when he FaceTimes you out of the blue, to steer clear of your phone until you give them the okay. there’s just been too many times with you answering and then screaming to the top of your lungs as you clutch the phone to your chest and tell him that there are people around.

but does that stop him? of course not, the little whore. he’ll call you after he’s gotten out the shower, so his body is still wet and glistening. he’ll call you while he’s away in some other country, with his dick in the camera and a pout on his lips because he misses your stupid face. he’ll call when he’s this close to orgasming, because seeing you will always push him over the edge.

he calls you one day while you’re working at home, typing away at your computer, your phone propped up beside you. you answer without looking at him, smiling, asking how everything’s going so far and it’s not until you look up, when you gasp.

“Katsuki!” You yell, a little giggle tearing through your words in surprise. “What if someone was around? Again?” You ask him, but it’s hard to remember why you’re this upset when he looks so pretty in front of you. He grunts, still jerking his cock as he sits on the edge of the bed, his phone propped up on what you believe a nightstand, as you can see the way his stomach curls in from how raggedly he breathed.

“You’re alone, right?” He asks in a huff, eyebrows screwing up as he takes in your wide eyes and slightly gaping mouth as you stare at his form. You nod absentmindedly, already feeling your inner thighs starting to get slick, shifting a little in your seat.

“Show me a tit, or something. I miss you.” Bakugou mutters, eyebrows pinched as he twists his wrist over his tip before he slides back down his shaft.

“When don’t you wanna see my tits?” You tease him, but oblige, lifting your shirt, eyes rolling slightly at the downright filthy noise that leaves his mouth at the sight. You don’t even have to play with them, just sit them on display and he’s already so quick to burst all over himself.

You take it a step further though, pushing back in your chair until he can see most of your body where you sit, slipping out of your bottoms and underwear until you’re on display for him. You put your knees to your chest before settling back, thighs on either side of the arms as you spread yourself, smiling at him all the while.

“So fuckin’—shit!” He sounds damn near strangled as he cums all over himself, eyes squeezed shut as he jerks at his cock. you can’t help but laugh when you hear the crackling of his quirk going off, watch how the sheets beside him char and start to smoke in his intensity. He’s always so easy, you think to yourself with a little laugh as you began to get dressed, and you love it.

[rapidhighway]

The fics where Knuckles has some cool powers from the master emerald or is like a very special guy who talks to the master emerald are so good but I've been thinking. What if he isn't. He's the guardian of the master emerald, not a user. Sonic is the one who can use the chaos emeralds and is basically the chosen one when it come to chaos energy, and Knuckles just guards it.

I just imagine Knuckles, who's been put on angel island and basically sacrificed his entire life to this thing and never received any form of acknowledgment, who then meets Sonic who's basically a chaos energy magnet. Chaos emeralds love him, master emerald responds to him. Sonic is there to use the energy, Knuckles is to only guard it

[fbfh]

omg i love painting my nails but i always end up chiping them because of ✨️ anxiety ✨️

RODRICK THINKS THAT'S THE CUTEST FUCKING THING EVER. There's tons of girls at your school with perfect manicures, but he likes the way yours chip as you use your hands, as you play his drums and help him study and pick at them. It looks more organic. It's like a comfy worn in pair of jeans, and he thinks it makes your hands look so pretty. plus it's an easy way for him to moniter how bad your anxiety has been recently. If you call him instead of texting because your nails are drying and by the end of the next day they're almost bare again, he knows to stay extra close to you. He knows to send you playlists and extra I love you texts throughout the day. He drives a little slower when you go places in his van and parks a little more carefully, and if you even look like you might want to talk, he's already so down. He'll blast your favorite album in an empty parking lot so you know no one can possibly overhear you, and lets you spill your guts. He'll hug you if you want, or kiss you, or just be a shoulder to cry on (literally and figuratively) and if you have any breathing exercises or coping strategies, he knows them like the back of his hand. He's always down to repeat affirmations to you and hype you up and ask what would Billie Joe Armstrong or Gerard Way do. He kisses the back of your hand while you drive and lets you pick the music and keeps the seat pushed all the way up for you, he'll stay up late texting you, even wake up from a dead sleep bc he has your ringtone and text tone set to the loudest one, just in case you need him. He knows people think he's a loser or a screw up, but the two things he's never going to half ass are music and being there for you. in spite of what people might think, he's a really good fucking boyfriend.

[aloonaram]

A list of my fav Dick Grayson with eldest daughter syndrome fics

As an eldest daughter there’s something so refreshing about Dick working through his familial trauma as well as all his other problems so here are some of my fav fics I’ve compiled over the past like week LMAO

1. https://archiveofourown.org/works/43704451/chapters/109898020

- such such such a good fic, i loved the exploration of dick’s trauma at spyral

2. https://archiveofourown.org/collections/DickGraysonsuffers/works/40771257

- absolutely loved this one shot,,, dick is always doing his best to play mediator because he’s known bruce the longest and understands his motives the most but playing mediator and understanding both sides is an exhausting task so i love the fact the author explored that here

3. https://archiveofourown.org/works/44614405

- another really good oneshot. This one is less eldest daughter syndrome and moreso exploring dick’s trauma after the catalina incident but if clark showed up right after. i think what i enjoyed most abt this fic was the vulnerability and numbness after the incident,,, def resonated with it to a degree and i liked dick and jason’s interactions, they felt realistic.

4. https://archiveofourown.org/works/41451366

- omg omg this author. This author. Phenomenal. I heavily encourage yall to read more of their stuff if you like this oneshot because all of their stuff is good. But this fic specifically was just so so so so good. I felt dick’s emotions and stress in this one,,,when you force yourself to carry the weight of your entire family’s emotional wellbeing—including your own—onto yourself, it weighs on you. So much so that its not unrealistic to go nonverbal. I just resonated a lot with this story and found that dick’s stress was extremely well written. Def one of my favs

5. https://archiveofourown.org/works/36497065/chapters/99737508#workskin

- this one. This is the favorite. It’s kind of lengthy but it’s so so so worth it. The spiraling (pun unintended) of dick’s mental wellbeing is written beautifully. Not to mention the core of the entire fic is dick wanting to get himself help, something that i think is incredibly important when writing abt mental health. Outside influences can only do so much and i found it really beautiful when dick finally found it in himself to stay just that much longer to check on damian. Also speaking of, the dick and damian parent/child relationship in this is just so so so good it hurts. fell in love with their dynamic in this one, especially with dick’s obsession with not letting damian carry all the weight of dick’s stress on his shoulders. That is peak eldest daughter syndrome and it was written phenomenally. Pls read this

[zzoupz]

faith oc time? faith oc time :)

the gif might look a little funky bc I actually rotoscoped myself and my face is really different. so yeah bad idea lol

+ bonus

[digitalcarcrash]

do you guys think miss beard thought randy and benson were together

[thatswhatsushesaid]

the mdzs subreddit is a cesspool of jgy and jc hate 90% of the time, so i decided to do my part to be obnoxiously, belligerently positive about jgy on main 😌 if you want to help me counteract some of the bad vibes over there, here's the place to do it.

[oh-gh0st]

repost of the drawings that glitched my tumblr out of existence

[housecow]

just so y’all know i am stressed as fuck over finals and this dumbass class i’ve forgotten to turn so much in for 😭😭😭

[2knightt]

how has nobody made a kratos!reader with percy jackson yet dude they could reign hell on everyone

[yellowocaballero]

HOLY SHIT THE TITLE DROP. WE ALL THOUGHT IT WAS REFERENCING SAKURAGAKURE SOMEHOW BUT IT WAS ALL ABOUT KAKASHI FINDING HEAVEN WITH OBITO STILL BROKEN BUT WHOLE, IN KAMUI... OMG...

HAHA ABOUT THAT TITLE DROP

Title drops are so sexy. But this is a weird example - I was working hard the entire story to find a way to drop that line, 'cause it's actually a reference to one of my favorite games and a lot of precious childhood memories (bonus points if you know what I'm referencing - you can actually compare/contrast the two games pretty well). When I started trying to dredge up a title I was having a lot of trouble, so @lazuliquetzal suggested that I use that line. I was kind of resistant, 'cause I do not like using song lyrics as the titles of my own fic (and poetry is on thin ice), but since I could tell what an influence the game itself had on the fic it felt alright.

It also directs the reader to a question I want them to ask themselves throughout the story - 'you call this a utopia?' makes you ask 'what makes a utopia at all?'.

The bait and switch is on the foundation of that question. The Q feels as if it's coming from a human mouth, and at first glance it has to be a person looking at Sakuragakure and denying that it fits the definition. Of course it's not Obito who asks, because Obito thinks he knows. The movement of Obito's character arc is towards asking himself that question - is towards him being challenged on his own beliefs, and accepting a different point of view. 'This' wasn't Sakuragakure - it was the shitty world that they lived in, and it was the space between Obito & Kakashi that caused them so much pain.

How could you call this imperfect world a utopia? How could you name your suffering as happiness? How could you look at the mangled remnants of the person you loved and call him perfect when he's hurt so many people? Why would you ever prefer the messy present to the nostalgic past - this cruel reality over a perfect dream?

Why indeed. To answer any of those questions, you have to ask what a utopia even is. Hopefully the reader has been asking themselves that question. I know my answer, but that's been informed by my own history and far too many years of niche Buddhism. I think it's a decent question to ask. I hope your answer is informed by the moments of perfect happiness you've had in your life. Thanks for the ask!