#its cuz shes still baby

[autisticenbydonnie]

have some slightly aged-up turtles (and my headcanons)

💜💙❤️🧡

[albatris]

o fuck I forgot abt the new vampire support group lmao

[pillarofna]

nuggets been throwing up all night and i have this medicine syringe ive been filling w water and giving her a littke everytime so she doesnt get dehydrated :(

[toastsnaffler]

yeah I'm not gonna talk abt it am I...

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Another day of getting paid to eat fries and read my little gay books

[mishy-mashy]

The same fic as Hasta la Vista baby, but going a bit more back in time to focus on En's wacky marriage with his best friend (Hima. An OC) when he was actually alive

In which two ace people marry into a QP relationship, because one (Hima) wouldn't shut up about marriage

Featuring,

Tall woman + short man = PROFIT?

"Ah! Ow! I'm sorry OW!! Hey!!!"

En hmphed, leaning back in his chair with his arms crossed.

"Just so you know, I've grown another inch."

She rubbed her head, relieved of his pulling her hair for her slight. "Congratulations on hitting 5'2, then."

En deals with spontaneous proposals everyday until he agrees

[Day 1]

"Let's get married!" she seemed to decide, planting her fists on her hips.

"....."

"What's with that look?!"

En had stopped midstep and stared at her, eyes slightly wide in confusion, brows crinkled, not sure what to say or if she really meant it. Much like the face of one seeing a drug addict suddenly burst in front of them, butt naked, and running off. She was absolutely the equivalent to that right now.

".... We- We're 19," En tried to reason, not understanding why she decided that. "We just graduated, and we're too young-"

"Age is just a number," she deadpanned. "Jail is just a room. Marriage is just an agreement."

"How does jail tie into this conversation?!"

"Clearly, you deserve it, for breaking my heart," she sniffed. "Jail! Jail for a thousand years!"

***

Banjo squinted. Because did En just sprint by in a panic, with Hima-san on his heels with a rolled newspaper, shouting "JAIL!!!"?

"... Was that En?"

"He probably deserved whatever it was," Torino dismissed. He kept his gaze ahead, taiyaki between two fingers. "You don't argue with girls. They'll rain hell when you do."

Banjo didn't look convinced. His brow scrunched, turned in the direction the pair ran off.

"Would you'd like to get in Hima-san's warpath?" Torino quirked a brow. "Once she makes up her mind, she doesn't stop. I don't doubt her Quirk influences that."

"Welp! Good luck, En!" Banjo threw him under the bus, turning away immediately to continue a happy march down the ruined pavement.

[Day 2]

"Please please please please please!"

En stared blankly at her. Then his gaze went down to the distance between them. His paused yellow tape measure was pointedly stretched in front of him.

"Didn't I say five meters?"

She slumped in her dogeza. "Come on, En! I didn't mean to knock you out! I'm sorry! Marry me!"

"En, it was only for a few seconds," Nana said, exchanging paper bills with Torino in a silent bet over the pair. "And to be fair, you're the one that ran into the pole."

"I wouldn't have been running if she wasn't chasing me," En kept on, arms crossed.

[Day 3]

En didn't look away from the hamburger menu he was pointedly keeping his attention on, gaze up at the shining neon.

Very obviously so, to avoid looking at his friend, who currently bended down on one knee to his left, waiting for his attention to propose.

"Oh, honeybunch? Sugar plum?" No way was she starting to sing-song for his attention. "Pumpy-umpy-umpkin?"

"No."

"Hey, my sweetie pie-"

En speedruns the marriage process because his friend wants to (divorce included?)

"Sorahiko-senpai, give me the marriage certificate," En nearly hissed over their burgers.

Sorahiko chewed slowly. "Why?"

"I'm about to set the world record for fastest divorce—!!!"

Sorahiko is the worst person to go to for relationship advice.

[Case 1]

"Gran Torino, you should really keep your nose out of their business," Crimson Riot said, after watching Hima walk off after a quick conversation with Torino.

"I didn't say anything bad," Torino said.

"You just told Hima-san to fill Smoke Eater's shoes with pie filling and bake for 20 minutes?"

"If she can't find Smokey, he'll eventually come looking for her as the culprit," Torino defended.

Then his phone started blowing up with panicked texts from said Smokey.

"See? She found him."

"Actually," Crimson glanced at his own phone, receiving similar messages, "he's asking why you told her to do that. She just texted him the new plan you told her to do."

Couldn't she have just texted him for his location? Crimson thought.

Truly, she was not the sharpest person there was.

"Her phone was 1%, so it's probably dead now... he can't reach her cell either," Crimson read, taking in the new information pouring through his texts in even more of a frenzy. "Straight to voicemail. And he's two districts over, so he's not gonna make it home in time to stop her. Oh, wow."

He chewed. "Sounds like a skill issue."

"Torino—"

[Case 2]

"I'm just saying, naming a kid Butter Stick isn't a bad name," Torino defended over his mochi. That he stole from En's pantry, but no one really cared to stop him at the time. They already learned to stop buying taiyaki, because Torino was a rat who kept breaking into their apartment for it.

It still didn't stop them from waking up and finding him eating their cereal in the kitchen. He'd broken 3 windows – always the same one – before Hima finally explained how to open it.

En currently laid on the couch he was kicked to sleep on tonight, back facing them and angry steam wafting from his head.

Nana pulled the container of mochi away from him. After he egged on En's wife, leading to her original "intellectual debate" over what foods would work as human names becoming too heated, Torino didn't deserve his sweet cravings fulfilled. Especially when it was out of En's pocket.

[Case 3]

"Divorce her," Torino declared immediately, after bearing witness to Hima blue shelling En on the TV.

"It's just a video game," Nana said from her spot on the couch. "Stop telling him that every time something happens."

"She took the last taiyaki earlier, she deserves it," Torino decided.

"Right," Nana mumbled into her hot chocolate. "Tell me that again when she's strung you up on a flag pole with her Quirk."

[hajihiko]

can i take a guess and say xion + either riku or aqua were your faves,,, (not the same anon)

Actually Xigbar of all people was my fave. Preteen me loved that old fart. When I played KH1 I was kinda like, too young to conceptualize stuff as much?? I think the orange girl (selphie I had to google it lol) from the islands was my fave lol because I thought she was pretty ♡

[hollypies]

Artemis is a lapcat now???? Cat experts if you see this why is a cat who used to absolutely despise sitting on someone now trying to sleep on me everytime I sit

Btw there'd been like.. no change at all that would stress her out?? And she's not sick. Maybe she's just getting old and sentimental but she's only five so I don't think so🤔

Only thing I can think of is she had some springtails living on her but I took care of that problem. Not that the springtails were hurting her, they are non parasitic and the only reason they were here is because my dumb bitch of a brother had the thermostat at 78 in the middle of a heat wave. So. It was kinda humid in the house. Which spingtails thrive in!! After I finally turned down the heat they started hiding in my cats fur because warm. But they aren't parasites, so they weren't biting her. She was prolly judt itch !

Sorry for the rambling about bugs . They're judt neat

[geooooooorge]

i think one of my baby kittens is going to die and theres nothing i can do about it and its breaking my heart

[sillimancer]

I hate that the only options are boy or girl I don't want to be perceived as either of those things

[aria0fgold]

I'm staring to think that my phone is just anti-me at this point. Is it the name ya dipshit? Do you not like the name Puffy? Or did you decide to embody that and just wanna puff outta existence?

I've had 3 phones before this. All samsung phones, unfortunately can't remember their models but 2 are dead (they're very old tbf cant get em to start up anymore. in fact i dont remember where i put their corpses at but theyre in a box) Named em Pinkie and Polka.

1 is still alive and kicking, older than the current piece of shit that I have and yet it's alive, well, and functional with barely no problems, didn't even had to send it to repairs that one (it's currently my mom's phone now) Named that one Pearl.

And ofc my current one is giving me the most problems. The problem child of the family, I'll be introducing my phones and just, these are my children, Pinkie, Polka, and Pearl. And this is their sibling, Puffy. I'd disown Puffy if I could, but alas, I'm too broke to buy a new phone.

[flufftruck]

Man I was thinking abt how I deemed Natalia and esterdine to be European just cuz they names come from that origin like uuuh no?🤨 they can have w/e I want wtf they're now Latinas as they should be

[sandersinabox]

Another night to feel lonely

[chucklepea-hotpot]

Susan's what if scene in s6e11 makes so absolutely sick, nauseous and angry.

[flovverworks]

"Oh, Produ - I mean, Akira..." She keeps messing up what to call them when, and it keeps making her embarrassed. Though it's not like they minded...Probably not, right? Or maybe she was just assuming...She lets out a long sigh, adjusting the hat that held all her auburn locks. "Did Bishop text you to wait up for me?" Knowing that her apartment was right next to Akira's, it wouldn't surprise her. The dorms just felt...claustrophobic tonight. All the concert prep mixed with girl talk, making her reevaluate herself in ways she didn't like, comparing herself in ways that were so trivial - Harie had diverted the conversation once she saw how uncomfortable Diantha was, but it wasn't enough tonight. Even if it wasn't that major, Diantha just needed to be alone with her thoughts. Of course, she had let Bishop know before she left, checking over her disguise. But, of course, she had to make sure her most popular talent was safe at all times...

"Thank you for doing that. It must be annoying, though, especially if you're planning stuff for your talents." Being the producer for 21 Wizards never looked easy, after all. Juggling all those talents' needs, helping with press and practices alike, it must be draining. Yet Akira never looks too unhappy...What a skill to have, being tough through it all. "You can message her that I'm home now, and you can go back to your evening." She states, already walking past them and fishing out her keys to unlock her door.

( you get the idol producer brain rot now, enjoy~ )

Rather than them being annoyed, didn't she look unhappy...? Dismissing them so fast both in words and actions, and Akira again finds themself torn between if waiting was a good idea or not. Bishop didn't provide any details, but to return to a place where you could be alone seemed significant. Was it stress? They did have a concert coming up, wanting to take a break away from everything that reminded you of work seemed plausible. Then, was Akira waiting another reminder? Instead of Bishop's and their own concern for a friend's well-being, maybe the actions seemed too restricting. Her hair was hidden after all.

And still, they couldn't have ignored the request either. Such was the reality.

Locked smartphone still in their hand, the conversation with Cain put on hold (he'd figure out why, he was the one who offered to keep them company while they were waiting, even if it was just through text), and so they interrupt her: "Would you like a cup of tea? I don't have any work to do tonight and Rustica gave me a new blend earlier that I haven't tried yet...um, we don't have to drink it together, don't worry, but I think you'd like it."

[the-private-local-enemy]

yea im pretty sure my finger has become a felon