#was a hell of a haul

[duahauuoplanh]

2PM's biggest fan is 2PM

[ballerinarina]

[20001541]

you know fanfics like to portray afo as someone who takes as many quirks as he can no matter what kind they are, but from canon we can see he's a lot more pickier about which he takes and which he leaves.

for example he refused to take best jeanists quirk because it took a lot of time/effort to make it as powerful as it is. he values quirks that are easy to master and powerful without needing years of training.

I'm sure he does keep quirks on hand that are mainly for giving away to others (see aoyama's navel laser quirk), but overall he chooses quirks he keeps based on how useful/practical they are to him

[iownvenus]

hi dolls, would you guys watch if i started posting on youtube?

i’m thinking of doing song covers, hauls, makeup, video games, etc 💝✨

[aeolusinthesky]

hello lmk fandom!!! anyone got some good shadowpeach fic recs?

im asking bc even after a lot of filtering, i still come across wukong/azure or wukong/peng or wukong/tripatika or extremely evil macaque, or even deadbeat dad macaque, and thats fine if you like it, its just not my own personal jam yk?

so yeah, shadowpeach, established or not, exes or almost exes or not, just as long as they are lovers again or headed in that direction!

[synomint]

octoling sona from a magma canvas

[stergeon]

> OTHER: A really brilliant plan.

Wait. Wait. You have an idea. You can get rid of this mess and it will be like it never happened.

There. That’s sorted. Now we can move on.

GODDESS, you love MAGIC. It fixes everything that can't be solved through TORTURE or ASSASSINATIONS alone (and, you might add, it is rather useful for those as well).

You inform FERDINAND that if he would like to make a second attempt at having TEA, he will have to do so at BREAKFAST. Even if he does not wish to have TEA, attending BREAKFAST is still in his best interest. After all, LADY EDELGARD eats BREAKFAST every day—if only because you make sure of it—and despite how futile it is for him to attempt to best her at anything as he will never be her superior in any way, he will be at a distinct disadvantage in his fruitless one-sided competition if he does not partake in the meal himself.

FERDINAND proves surprisingly receptive to all of this information, given you have been finding he is usually bleary and useless in his first few minutes after waking, and while you're not sure what to make of that look on his face, you assume it means he likes your outfit. Your suspicion is confirmed a moment later when he tells you so, right after stating he finds your logic sound and agreeing to go to BREAKFAST.

The past thirty seconds have been rather tumultuous, but now things appear to be going in your favor. You suppose that means you can dash any immediate plans for relocating to ALMYRA.

In all of this fuss, however, several minutes have ticked by: per your TIMEPIECE, it is now eight o'clock. You think over your SCHEME again and consider whether you ought to head to BREAKFAST now or wait and accompany FERDINAND.

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[duahauuoplanh]

King the Land filming timeline in 2022 Cr.

[girlonedge]

Todays book haul

So excited 🖤

Ft. My mug I got for $2 at the target dollar spot👀

[chorus-the-mutate]

Annette is literally nicer than most of the characters in Steven Universe and you think she's mean. Lmao, you've never been bullied if you think her being rightfully upset about her time as a slave and being a bit snippy is the same as being mean.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

oh waow maybe having friendly neighbors is a Good thing (said in the voice of a guy who just received free cookies)

[rockaberryx]

Divinity original sin 2 is so funny because the game takes place in a whimsical fantasy setting where the character models have this action figure like quality to them and limited dialogue animations due to the top down perspective and the narrator describes the most horrific shit happening and the characters just stand there due to said animation

[bubblegeon]

userdramas event 04: love

love actually, is all around. 💟

[sitpwgs]

why do i have the most intense case of flea fomo right now ....... 😭

[bigcats-birds-and-books]

Book Mail, or: I Really Need To Go Back On A Book Buying Ban, Huh.

[nerosdayinanime]

One in a million

"TANJIRO!" screamed at the top of his lungs, the dark haired boy whipped around to look at him.

"YOU HAVE TO!-" cut off against his will as he watched the world fly sideways- Tanjiro's horrified eyes meeting his through the spray of blood. The indescribable feeling of the top half of his head hitting the dirt and rubble below- broken registering of his body following suit, collapsing to the ground. The world blurred with red and fading screams, input to cells that don't have the capacity to decipher.

Fade to nothing.

He shot up with a choked gasp, phantom memories of his head sliced in half by that fucking monster- Green. Grass. Dirt, twigs, bugs- sound. The quiet rustle of the leaves- shifting fabric and- something behind him.

"Giyuu?" questioned so softly, with so much reverence. He whipped around- pink hair and wisteria eyes staring into his.

He breathed, "Sabito-" time slowed as he couldn't throw himself into the other's arms fast enough, mutual need to hold eachother tight so the dream wouldn't fade and take him with it. Giyuu breathed, mind reeling from the too-sudden shift of everything-

so, it shut off.

He breathed.

He felt the chest against his rise and fall in tune with the breath puffing against his neck, as they sat, on their knees, holding eachother so tightly it made his arms ache. The phantom tang of blood stuck in his nose, drowned out by the subtle scent of mint and grass, the feel of hair tickling his nose as he breathed.

The world's too-bright colors and too-sharp definition dimmed and faded to something that didn't melt his eyes, he shifted and dropped his head to sabito's shoulder.

"What are you doing here?" rasped quietly into his hair, hands fisted in the back of his haori relaxing to run in soothing circles along his back.

His throat felt raw, "I could ask the same of you."

A short huff, "Well.. it was slow this time. Always the worst."

He hummed in agreement as Sabito continued, "Fought Akaza, at the Mugen Train. I had an idea that didn't work out… Rengoku and the kids were fine but- …not like i can do anything more for them now." He could feel the regret dripping from his words, trailing quieter until he was the only person who could've heard.

He wracked his brain for a quick glimpse at the carnage before he woke- remembering brought dread as he realized what he'd done.

"I doomed them." thought leaving his lips without his permission, "Tanjiro didn't learn from akaza!- I didn't- wasn't thinking!- tried to tell him!" he rushed, stumbling over his own tongue as he shook.

Sabito pulled back, "Hey!- hey, hey." pushing giyuu back to hold his face. "Breathe.. let it slide over. Stop trying to stand. You can rest now." Giyuu stared into his firm gaze, letting Sabito's voice be the loudest thing in his own head. Rough palms cupping his cheeks, the warmth that emanates from them, the thrum of blood where its supposed to be. He stared as the regret and guilt and self-hatred rushed over him like an avalanche, crashing with fury uncontained before it ebbed to aching desolation, surrendered to simply pool around him. Years, and years, and years, and years of it flooding his little clearing, saturating the earth, dirt long turned to mud at the bottom of a lifeless stagnant pond. He floats, among the debris stirred from the latest break of the dam. Flipped from floating face down, breathing the mucky water, drowning in his own failure- instead a tender hold keeping his head above the surface.

He breathes.

Hot tears track down his face, gently wiped away with the pad of a thumb, soothing nothings muttered between their foreheads pressed together. It hurts, so so much, the warmth and wet forming clouds before his very eyes. Hes so relieved, so distraught, so confused. Sabito doesn't let go of him, and he knows he wont until the water's settled again, until he can stand on his own again.