#stupid little boy i love you

[wormswurld]

he looks so beautiful when he’s all bloodied and bruised !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! wanna tie him up and keep him in my basement forever !!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!

[cubbyhole-for-flea-bee]

Macaque spent the whole season Big-Damn-Hero-ing and was NOT happy about it xD

[mewtwo24]

I just started reading the svsss volumes (and re-read them again because A LOT IS GOING ON) but like. This shit is so hysterically funny I don't even know where to begin.

Was no one????? Going to tell me that one of the cornerstone jokes in the damn series is that lbh's adoration for his one and only 'tism person who literally cannot express his emotions to save his life is basically genetic?????????

Was no one???? No one AT ALL going to tell me that Mobei-Jun straight up yeets Airplane at the problem in one of the scenes?????? And that in the most hilarious twist of fate Airplane then unyeets Mobei-Jun not twenty minutes later?????

It's one thing to see people joke about sqq and lbh being unable to communicate but it's on a league of its own when you have to read HUNDREDS OF PAGES of sqq's inner monologue be like 'that's my darling boy. my baby. my sugar plum pumpy umpkin you're my sweetie pie' but on the outside he says "get lost binghe" and somehow deems that an effective expression of his affection that lbh will surely understand. 'Why is lbh whining and crying and tugging at my sleeve like a plaintive wife, why is he so angry?' Sqq asks, the entire circus, as lbh is about to fling himself off a cliff for attention--

In short, MXTX is the queer comedian of our generation and nobody appreciates her enough

[soulsty]

Oh Cinnabar the gem that you are

Made two versions bc the first one is more unique, but I still wanted to do a more traditional to the meme one lol

Og reference:

[triglycercule]

horror being very specific with table manners and he berates people (dust and killer) for eating like fucking pigs

i think it'd be morbidly funny that because there was no food in horrortale but the cutlery and stuff was all there that maybe he would pretend to eat with no food on the plate. it was in a satirical way that he would joke maybe around horror paps or alone where he would pretend to eat and have really good table manners but then the satire joke became REAL and now horror is incredibly specific about how to eat food

you MUST hold the fork in the left and knife in right says horror. no killer you can't duel wield the fucking knives this is a table not a slaughterhouse. dust pick up your elbows off the table. actually how about you get your entire upper body off the table tf why are you SLEEPING ON THE FOOD??? killer's sitting fetal position in the chair because of course he wouldn't sit normally like the idiot he is. dust is forced to put his hood down and reveal his face no more mysterious shadow style because it puts horror at ease. they cannot have a single peaceful meal because once they get past the table manners phase it then becomes a completion to see who can eat the least (because they suck at everything including eating)

[quirkle2]

i have GOT to stop drawing things for fics i haven't written yet

[ywpd-translations]

Ride 773: Rematch!!

Pag 1

1: Let's do it, an all-out battle!!

There's 2km left until the finish line!!

2: Hahaha, I'll tell you one more time

You'll be defeated without even getting to know “golden yellow”!!

Pag 2

1: Not bad!! I'll crush that statement under my feet!! Orange!!

Pag 3

1: That's impressive, San-na!! But when you'll see it with your own eyes

2: will you be able to stay calm? Let's try!!

Fourth stage!!

6: Wisteria flowers!?

Pag 4

1: “Gamboge”!!

2: He's accelerating again!! More than that....

3: he's doing it while looking over his shoulder!?

Pag 5

3: Houruaaagh

4: Seriously!? Damn, he's fast!!

You can accelerate even while looking over your shoulder!? You think you can so easily overpower me!? That's what it means!? Damn you!!

Pag 6

1: This really is the best!!

I can't keep calm with this!!

2: Tsk!! Are you fired up, instead!?

3: I've been searching for it, for someone who'd come charging at me like you do..... someone who could really do it!!

Pag 7

1: There were many guys who came at me during this past year!!

It's Doubashi

Doubashi is moving!

2: Are you the Doubashi who got the sprint number bib in the Inter High!? I'll stop you!!

In races...

3: I'm known as “Kanagawa's flash”!! I'm confident in my sprinting!!

4: Come at me!!

5: Come

Douba-

6: Shi..... huh, in just one moment...

Is he a... “sparkler”?

7: Even inside the club

Are you Doubashi-san?

Pag 8

1: We're the Saimon brothers, first years

We're twins, they call us....

2: He's so fast....!!

3: Yessir

Yessir

Yessir!!

4: Let's race, Doubashi!!

5: Alright!!

Gyaa-!!

6: But none of them could really do it!!

7: This past year....

Pag 9

1: I've become too strong!!

2: Hahaha, aren't you quite persistent? If it's hard you can just

3: Like I can give up such a fun attraction so easily!?

4: Buorah!!

Pag 10

1: 1.5km left!!

Pag 11

1: It's getting closer, the final line of our race!! Orange!!

San-na!!

Pag 12

1: Hahaha

After last year's Inter High, I

2: The only thing that got me fired up was defeating you!!

3: I really want to defeat him

Next time we meet, I wanna be able to tell him “gap”

“Gap”?

That's a “gap”

4: What should I do!?

5: So I just practiced blindly!! Not knowing how!!

But I realized that was a mistake

6: After the send-off party for the third years...

Pag 13

1: I got a note from god for the first time in a long while

2: This is the last note for you

Those aiming for the mountain will never reach the mountain

3: Don't mistake your goal for something else

4: Those few words were written on it

At first, I didn't understand what they meant

I thought maybe it was a riddle, but after I read it 116 times, I finally understood!!

5: It was about setting the goal!!

6: It meant that “as long as San-na is your goal, you can never surpass him”!! “Look higher up, look higher!!

And so, I

Pag 14

1: Came here aiming to be “ Japan's number one”!!

4: Those eyes!! They're the eyes of someone who's seriously worked hard to become “Japan's number one”!!

Pag 15

2: Ohh!! On!! Kaburagi-kun is still one-on-one against Hakogaku's Doubashi, and there's 1500m until the sprint line, on!!

Way to go!!

3: Goo!! Just like that!!

4: They got through? Those words

Kaburagi....

If it's you-

Pag 16

1: I knew you would understand!!

2: Hahaha, I wonder why

Just now, for a moment, in my head

3: I imagined Aoyagi-san's face!!

4: In the final stage of this sprint race there are three technical curves!!

5: One's done, there are two left!! Are you going to fall there? Don't make any stupid mistakes!!

Pag 17

1: I want a pure race!!

Same goes for you!!

2: Izumida-san....

5: The words Izumida-san told me that day

“Emotions are strength”

6: If that's the case, then this thrilling “joy” of having someone of equal power before my eyes is strength too, after all!!

Pag 18

1: Izumida-san!!

Pag 21

3: Huh!?

[beetlehoven]

okay this is undeniably poolverine . their infecting my brain lately its unhealthy

i didn't want to draw pancakes

[fagexe]

Shot in 2007 by Kenji Kubo for Rockin’ On Japan

[nartml]

Saw a comment describe killugon as 'born to be brothers, forced to be best friends'.

And I just have to say that, out of all the things that have never happened, that has never happened the most.

[risetherivermoon]

ive listened to the first ep of s3 three times already im so in love with these characters and it hasn't even been two days yet

[miraculouslbcnreactions]

I've recently come across a couple of season 4 fanfics that dealt with the Chat Noir feeling left out and quitting thing and every time I read one I can't help but think "man did they chose the wrong side of the masks AND the wrong characters for this conflict. Chat Noir comes across terribly here". It's weird to see people try and justify his behavior and act like Ladybug was in the wrong.

Was Ladybug being the best friend ever? No, but friendship is secondary when they're wearing the masks. Paris comes first. Chat Noir quitting because he doesn't feel special enough is literally him endangering everyone he loves because his crush isn't paying enough attention to him and I truly can't tell if the show wanted us to feel like he was in the right or the wrong here. In Kuro Neko, Catwalker actually does acknowledge the lesson he needed to learn

There's nothing wrong with you. Maybe the boy who was Cat Noir was more sensitive than it seemed. But his feelings for you shouldn't force you to pay more attention to him than to others. You take care of everybody equally, Ladybug. 

And Chat Noir apologizes at the end of the episode for causing Ladybug trouble, but the whole thing is incredibly lackluster. They don't actually have a meaningful conversation about why he was feeling that way and the rest of the season seems to present Ladybug as being in the wrong, especially the final! Trusting Alya leads to nothing meaningful and not trusting Chat Noir loses her the miraculous. Basically, I still have no idea what season 4 was trying to do with this conflict and it's been dropped forever now that Adrien is fully reduced to nothing more than arm candy.

HOWEVER, this basic setup could have been a fantastic b plot if the "Adrien doesn't feel needed" conflict wasn't a Ladynoir conflict, but was instead a conflict between Adrien and Nino. Move Rocketear up to earlier in the season and have the fallout from that be that Adrien's relationship with Nino is strained. He can still feel leftout because Ladybug has a bigger team now, but instead of him pouting about it and skipping fights, focus on how that need for connection has transferred to his civilian life, but he doesn't have Kagami or Nino now and he's lost. Then you can either have an Adrien and Nino b plot because that relationship needs more screen time OR you use this to make Adrien and Marinette start to grow closer because Rocketear's fallout is also Alya paying more attention to Nino. Then, when season 5 does the whole crush switch, it actually feels earned.

[cyberdragoninfinity]

remembered this screenshot

[peachiwi]

this time around when sam asked me what music genre his band should play i chose honky tonk country music because im OBSESSED with the idea of him going from a punk-ish, rebel.... ish, mischievous young boy, to experimenting with new sounds because the farmer he's got a crush on suggested it, then marrying and settling down with said farmer and finding purpose in making soft folk/acoustic music for kids shows

[ellivenollivander]

ELLI.

Can I pretty please request a drabble wherein Leander swears for the first time and is SO FLUSTERED by his own language?

Love you.

Love your Leander.

Have a perfect day.

Eat lots of warm, fresh bread.

Baby's First Swear Word Coming right at ya babe. A/N: Thank you for sending me this no longer a drabble because i don't know how to shut up request! I love you! Word Count: 896 TW/Rating: Naughty Words LOL

When Leander had used a swear word for the very first time, always having been the prim and proper boy his parents had wanted, he hadn’t meant too. Really he didn’t. 

It was just because he had already been having a less than ideal day, he had stayed up far too late the night before,  in the light of his bedside lamp, studying for potions class, and was exhausted by the time classes had ended for the day. Thus, being cornered in the library by the Slytherin boy who had quickly, and unintentionally, become his academic rival in their short time at Hogwarts had him fighting back tears of frustration. 

When Sebastian Sallow had made a grab for the book in Leanders hand, demanding he hand it over… things had just begun to spiral out of control fast. 

The Gryffindor had been grateful for his best friend and fellow first year Garreth, who stood at his side, trying to look as intimidating as an eleven year old could. Leander had held tight to the book, explaining he needed it for his Herbology essay, trying to keep his calm while he stared down his adversary. Sebastian had made another swipe for the book, exclaiming he had needed it for the same purpose, coupled with a biting remark on Leanders reading abilities. 

Things only went downhill from there, though it had been two against one in the stand-off, the little Gryffindors had met their match in the quick- witted Slytherin. 

With insults flying, and Leanders nerves fraying, he was tipped over the edge when Sebastian had called him a talentless prat. 

Leander had snapped, and threw back a word he had only learned from listening in on his older brothers. 

“Well, you’re a CUNT!” 

Their steadily rising voices and the tension in the quiet library had already drawn the attention of Madam Scribner, who had rounded the corner of the bookshelves the three boys were standing between, just in time to see a red faced Leander clamping his hands over his mouth, and an equally red faced Garreth Weasley, who looked as though he had just been told he’d won the Quidditch Cup. 

Sebastian’s smug grin had been painted over with a look of abject horror, playing up his feelings being irrevocably hurt at the sight of the stern librarian, a finger pointed right at the teary eyed Leander. 

The moments following the outburst were blurry to Leanders recollection, filled with anxiety and mortification at his own use of such a word. He barely registered the points being taken from Gryffindor, accepting his punishment with his hands still over his mouth, head nodding frantically, and He did not protest alongside Garreth, who insisted Sallow was just as guilty. 

He let Garreth lead him back to their common room, the cursed herbology book forgotten at Sebastian’s feet; Leander laid in bed that night, heart still racing and his flustered blush unfading, absolutely not catching up on the sleep lost the night before. 

After succumbing to his exhaustion for just a few short hours, he felt a bit better about the entire ordeal as he sat down for breakfast. The word of his word had apparently traveled around the school and a few of his housemates had given him cheerful claps on the back for his use of it against a Slytherin. His ease was short-lived, however, when on his breakfast plate dropped an angry, red, hissing envelope. 

Leander had watched many of his fellow students receive Howlers at school, but this was his first. His heart felt like it had stopped beating, and his blood ran cold as he watched it tremble on his plate. When it burst open with his Mothers angry voice filling the Great Hall, he buried his face in his crossed arms.

“LEANDER PREWETT! HOW DARE YOU USE THAT WORD!” 

As it continued, the little Gryffindor was so lost in his shame and embarrassment he didn’t notice the sympathetic glances from his elder Gryffindors, or their whispered words of encouragement of First ones’ always the worst. He also, gratefully, did not notice the teasing laughter from the rest of the houses, or from Garreth who was chuckling delightedly at his best friend's misfortune of his first Howler, having been on the receiving end of many. 

When it was finally, and blissfully over; the telling sound of a hissing tongue and shredding paper coaxed Leander from his hiding place in his arms. The prefect sat next to him quickly scourgified the red confetti from the table with an encouraging pat on his back and a smile, while Leander fought back the embarrassed tears pricking his eyes. 

Leander tried shooting a scowl in Garreths direction who was still laughing at him, and he tried to avoid glancing back at the Slytherin table, where Sebastian Sallow was wearing a smug grin that matched his housemates. He felt a bit ill, and he was still shaking with anxiety and panic. He contemplated getting up and leaving, running away from the entire ordeal, but he stayed, not wanting to give any of them the satisfaction of showing any sort of cowardice. 

His tiny act of bravery paid off, and a smile grew on his own face when Garreths laugh was abruptly cut off, replaced by an exasperated look as a Howler of his own plopped down in front of him.

[etincelise]

how much longer are we going to pretend that lemon boy by cavetown isn’t an ultimate definition of tyrus?!