#without them I’d

[vmkhoneyy]

I think if I could be the kind stranger in someone’s memory, that’d be enough.

[insatiable-insanity]

If I were in a horror scene without my glasses, I would literally die. They would easily count for over 80% of my survival. Without them I can’t see anything. I’d think the man standing over in the corner with a robe is a lamp and start feeling him up to turn him on… 😭😉😂

👓 = 🧍🏼

🙅🏼‍♀️👓 = 🛋️

[quanticq]

In-game Narilamb:

based on my gameplay, post-usurption

Settled down, former god of death, retired and now wifed up, occasionally gives each other kisses, danced together when the flock is asleep

Narilamb in the Fanfics:

[shalaaex]

Is there a she-ra fandom on tumblr somewhere?

[gwandas]

The whole argument about how “Rhys is supposed to be morally grey” would hold a lot more water if Feyre and Cassian weren’t constantly yapping about how great he is

And you know what? Even Nesta isn’t immune from the let’s suck off Rhysand party

The idea that SJM tore down Rhys to prop up Nesta is so laughable. You guys are SO close to getting it—You can see him mistreating her, but you want to either dismiss it as bad writing or “he’s supposed to be morally grey,” when it’s literally spelled out for us that’s not what SJM wants you to feel.

[kingkatsuki]

More fic ideas that I have absolutely no intention of writing.

Knight Bakugou who’s positioned to guard you. The King wants the best to protect his Princess, and Bakugou is the best. Besides, it’s not like the man had a choice, he doesn’t want to lose his job— or his life.

You hate to admit that Bakugou is good at his job, much better than the men that had tried to guard you before. Making it difficult for you to sneak out into the gardens in the evening to watch the stars, or to sneak into town for the weekend festivities.

You should hate him for ruining the routine you’d managed to work yourself into over the years, for stealing away the freedom that you’d rewarded yourself when no one else would offer you the same luxury. But somehow you can’t force yourself to dislike him, there’s something behind his cold and brash personality that has you inquisitive to find out more. Enjoying trying your best to rile him up or push his buttons— spilling your evening tea over his pristine boots, or dropping your towel in front of him when you prepare for your evening bath.

Knight Bakugou knows exactly what you’re trying to do, and he’s determined he won’t fall for your tricks— which is why he’s just as surprised as you are when he finds himself outside with you past curfew in the castle grounds watching the stars. But instead of staring up at the gorgeous night sky, he finds himself turning his head to the side to see how the moonlight glows against your skin. It’s just another thing that has now woven its way into your daily routine together, and as he walks you back to your quarters each night you like to fool yourself that it’s because he wants to, not because his life depends on it.

It isn’t long before the King begins to bring in suitors from neighbouring towns to vie for your hand in marriage. None of which are out of love, but a necessity to strengthen alliances between armies. Which is why it doesn’t matter if you even like any of them, because the choice won’t be yours. The men are scheduled to fight for your hand, and as you sit and wait for them to joust you notice Bakugou clad in full metal armour across the field.

The King positioned him as his strongest guard— because he is.

A man worthy enough to beat his strongest soldier is a man worthy enough to take his daughters hand in marriage. And yet as you watch every man come head to head with Bakugou he beats every single one.

And you think Bakugou has just beat these men because he wants to show how strong and powerful he is, but secretly it’s because he’s so in love with you.

You can’t tell whether your father is proud or annoyed at the fact, especially when Bakugou knocks the son, young Midoriya, off his horse. The man that you believed the King wanted to you marry, the most suitable alliance available.

It’s a few weeks later when Bakugou is sent away on a mission by the King. The head of an army sent out to pillage a neighbouring village who threaten to compromise the power of you’ve forged.

The morning he’s scheduled to leave is the first time he lets you kiss him, he lets you get that close. As though he’s wondering whether he’ll even return home himself. Standing in his quarters in the lower part of the castle, clad in your pyjamas and your feet freezing against the cold stone as he cradles you in his arms. Pouring every ounce of emotion into the kiss as he finally allows himself to have you, even if just for a few selfish moments. Bakugou reckons it’s worth the risk of dying, to feel your lips on his again. A fellow guard, Kirishima catches you both as he takes Bakugou away from you— watching them ride off on horseback as you still feel the warmth of him surrounding you.

You stay awake each night wondering whether he’s even still alive too— whether you’ll ever see him again. The new guards are just as useless as before and you find yourself longing for his safe return.

It’s two months before your father has another man lined up as a potential suitor. Wondering who might fight for your honour now that Bakugou is gone, but you’re shocked when the King says there’s no need for such friviolity. That the wedding is scheduled, and it’s the right reason to strengthen the Kingdom. It’s not for love, it could never be when your heart belongs to Bakugou.

And even if you told your father about your feelings for his guard, it would be issuing Bakugou his own death sentence if he even managed to make it home at all.

But fate really can be a cruel, fickle thing— and as fate would have it Bakugou returns home the day you’re standing at the altar wearing a pretty wedding dress like you’d dreamed about, while you’re waiting to be betrothed to another man.

[mxtxfanatic]

I just know that the moment Mu Qing ripped the veils off the statues in the Cave of Ten Thousand Gods and the trio found the mural was a religious experience for Xie Lian. I know because it felt like a religious experience as I was reading it.

[buggiebite]

The Boy - Sketches

Primarily post-war. Growing back together.

[ahalliance]

collection of fuckass qantoine sketches/drawings over the months i never got to posting for x reason

[bnha-more-like-bnh-gay]

Shinsou: I hate all those things that were like, “they used to be so strong and funny…. ThEn [insert trauma here], now they are a shell of what they once were”

Shinsou: I can be traumatized and still be strong and funny. I’m the funniest fucker I know

Tsuyu: yesterday you said that you wanted to enter a coma so you didn’t have to deal with an authority figure being mad at you again

Shinsou: both can be true, am I not allowed to have duality, tsuyu??

[samfangalore]

No I want to talk about it I think right at the end the moment that logan decided he was going to sacrifice his self for wade’s friends, that wade had something someone to live for, he was ready to die because wade and his family needed him that’s what would make him an x-man and that’s the moment that I think wade realized and decided he couldn’t let this Wolverine die this Wolverine was a part of his family now and wade was going to save all of his family and that decision is when I think the loophole was set for matter and anti-matter to ‘coexist’

[elodieunderglass]

I wish I had something intelligent to say but I really like His Delicious Materials. I’m waiting eagerly for the next chapter. Thank you for some truly excellent writing!

(In reference to the Dungeon Meshi Daemon-AU fanfic)

You are very very welcome, and don’t worry about saying anything in particular, it’s nice just to have readers for the weirdest fusion in the whole ao3 tag

[johnseeddickeater]

[devilishdelights]

“…You DO know I’m a demon, right?”

[sodafizzyart]

Meant to draw something more explicit but I couldn’t get through the exposition

[gracecantdopoetry]

Ferrari slapping the huge a- HP logo on cars and suits without bothering to try and make it even slightly aesthetically pleasing