and i'm really sorry about the ending

so i just wanted to make a post with all of my favorite Bakugou moments

(this was gonna be a post about bakugou-isms. like. moments where bakugou has said/done something inspiring or wise. but. ended up getting carried away jkl;agha)

anyway i apologize because. this is gonna be long

1. Bakugou declaring that he refuses to lose to anyone again, recognizing that there are other people who are stronger than him that he needs to surpass.

i just really enjoy this moment, because it was a big wake-up call for his character to realize that he isn’t the best, there are people in the world who can surpass him, and that he needs to work harder to reach his goals. the world isn’t as black and white as he thought, and it’s his first step to his major development later on.

2. Bakugou calmly analyzing the situation at USJ 

i really like this moment b/c it’s s fascinating to watch Bakugou explain that none of their classmates are in danger, and that they should instead go and capture Black Mist, because he’s how the Villains got in in the first place. 

it shows that he’s far more than just a violent, angry, rage machine. underneath it all, he’s actually far more intelligent than he seems, and this scene is one of the first that really showcases that

(this is also the moment where Kirishima finally begins to trust him; before this, he was really wary of Bakugou because of how violently he went after Izuku during the Heroes vs. Villains exams (he was seriously worried that Bakugou would kill Izuku). it’s only after this moment where Kirishima changes his initial opinion of Bakugou and begins to trust him)

3. Bakugou explaining that a quirk is nothing more than an extension of a person’s body

i just really love that, of all the characters to do this, it’s Bakugou that explains that even quirks have their limits. it’s a very introspective moment that reminds the audience that these amazing powers aren’t limitless, and that even Bakugou, despite his pride and stubbornness, knows he has limits to what he can do

4. Bakugou’s SHEER GODDAMN TENACITY DURING THE CAVALRY BATTLE 

KID JUST REFUSES TO GO DOWN AND BY DOING SO, HE INSPIRES HIS TEAMMATES WITH HIS DETERMINATION AND DESIRE TO WIN AND THEY IN TERN BECOME DETERMINED TO WIN AND NOTHING IS GONNA STOP HIM FROM BECOMING NUMBER ONE AND IT’S JUST SO AWESOME AND ENERGETIC AND  I LOVE IT

5. Bakugou acknowledging Uraraka’s strength 

PRETTY SELF EXPLANATORY, TBH. i love how he refuses to cal her weak in any capacity, defending her against Kaminari’s words. he fought her. he knows better than anyone here that she is anything but weak. and this is the first moment where he’s vocally defending another person, which i love b/c it’s another step in his character development

6. Bakugou telling off Todoroki for standing before him without the intent to win

this scene really shows a lot of what motivates Bakugou’s character. He wants to win against Todoroki–who’s one of the strongest in the class–and prove himself as the best. But Todoroki isn’t really fighting back, because he’s going through personal issues, which is understandable and under no fault of his own.

tbh, i think it’s an interesting point to think about, because everyone at the Sports Festival is here to win. they’re all trying their best–Bakugou, Izuku, Uraraka (who Bakugou even alludes to in his rant above), Momo, etc. and it is kind of insulting to fight someone who isn’t even really trying to fight back against you in a tournament where that’s the entire purpose of it all. 

that’s why Bakugou fought so hard against all of his opponents, because they all got to this level. he’s showing them respect by not going easy on them. and Bakugou finds it extremely insulting that Todoroki isn’t. i just find it a fascinating aspect to his character. it’s kind of an off-shoot of a ‘warrior’s code’ sort of thing

7. Bakugou refusing to accept his win at the Sports Festival 

again, i think it shows an interesting aspect of his character, because he feels like this win wasn’t deserved, because Todoroki didn’t give it his all. it’s a hollow win, and Bakugou knows it, and he refuses to accept it. 

8. the strength of Bakugou’s ideal of what a hero should be and his SHEER GODDAMN TENACITY DURING THE END OF TERM EXAM

I just love that his ideal of what a hero should be is based on All Might, the ultimate hero, who NEVER loses. this his why he became a hero in the first place, this is what motivates him in everything he does. to Bakugou, real heroes never lose, so he absolutely has to win. always.

and i love how he just refuses to give up–maybe it’s not always the greatest thing (pushing himself too far and all) but i find that really admirable too. no matter what, he just refuses to give up, and i love that (even if it isn’t exactly the best thing sometimes). he’s gonna do everything in his power to win, because that’s what heroes do, and nothing short of being knocked unconscious is gonna stop him.

9. Bakugou absolutely fucking REFUSING to join the Villain Alliance, practically BLOWING SHIGARAKI’S FACE UP WHILE DOING SO, because no matter what they say, he’s going to be a HERO, and goddammit. 

he was inspired by All Might, that’s the person who motivated him to become a hero in the first place, that’s the person who he’s admired since he was a child, and the person he wants to become like. and nothing in this world is going to change that.

10. Bakugou refusing to lie, even when he’s been kidnapped and surrounded by villains. 

i just find it fascinating that this is one of his personal morals, and that he (like All Might) doesn’t lie. he may be in denial more often than not, but he never lies. 

11. Aizawa defending Bakugou against the reporters

i just love how Aizawa understands Bakugou, how he realizes that Bakugou is no way in danger of becoming a villain. how Bakugou’s motivations come from an different place entirely. how it all comes from his ideal of strength, and of what a hero should be. i just really love that. 

12. Bakugou thanking All Might for saving him.

this is the third time All Might saved Bakugou. the first time, in chapter one, Bakugou was in complete denial. he didn’t need saving. he didn’t need anyone. how dare anyone think he needed rescuing?

the second time, at the Villain’s Alliance base, he was, again, in denial. he didn’t need All Might to come save him; even if he was happy and relieved that All Might was there, he wasn’t gonna admit to it. no way. absolutely not.

the third time… All Might saved him (and everyone at Kamino) by fighting against AFO. by refusing to go down. by using the last of his strength to defeat AFO, revealing his secret to the world, giving up OFA, and retiring for good. 

Bakugou feels guilty for this. he feels like the cause of All Might’s retirement. for getting kidnapped in the first place. for not being strong enough to save himself. so this time, he’s without denial or bluster. instead, he quietly thanks All Might for saving him, because he knows what All Might gave up to do it.

it’s a big moment of character growth for him. prior to all of that, Bakugou never would’ve done that. but the weight of All Might’s sacrifice was just too much, it humbled him. he couldn’t deny it anymore. so he sincerely thanked All Might for saving him, for the first time, quietly admitting to his weakness.

13. Bakugou giving Kirishima back the money he used to buy the night vision goggles for the rescue mission (learning about it from Kaminari), while also cheering the class up after Aizawa scolded them, by making Kaminari fry his brain and making them all laugh. 

just… what a fantastic moment of character growth from Bakugou. he felt guilty for Kirishima using his money to buy those goggles (which ended up getting destroyed during the mission), and he feels bad for being the reason why class getting reprimanded in the first place. so he fixes both situations as best he can, while still being his gruff, grumpy self. 

he gives back the money, and cheers the class up at the same time. and Aizawa totally catches onto it, too. “A farce like this has it’s place once in a while, I suppose.” it just shows that Bakguou actually does care about his class, Kirishima in particular. 

it shows that he cares his friends and his class, and i love that

14. Kaminari talking about Bakugou during the Provisional License Exam 

Kaminari mentions how the insulting words Seiji is throwing at them stings, and Sejii assumes Kaminari is talking about himself. he isn’t. Kaminari corrects him while throwing one of Bakugou’s grenades, which gives a visual cue of who he’s talking about. Bakugou.

Bakugou got angry at Seiji’s words. he charged in recklessly because he couldn’t stand the insults to UA anymore. he got upset at hearing the people he cares about be insulted. and then Kaminari goes on to say/think about how Bakugou wasn’t using the full force of his attacks. 

he was purposefully using lower-powered blasts in order to keep Kirishima and Kaminari safe. he purposefully put himself at a disadvantage just so he wouldn’t accidentally hurt them with the force of his attacks. 

Kaminari realizes this and praises Bakugou, defends him against Seiji’s words. he may not have the kindest or sweetest personality, but he’s serious about being a hero. he’s serious about keeping them safe. he’s serious about everything, and he can’t stand hearing Seiji insult him, the people he cares about, or UA.

15. Bakugou’s guilt at causing All Might’s retirement.

oh my god, save this child. save him. he completely, totally blames himself for causing the person he admires the most, the person who inspired him to become a hero, the man who’s motivated him since he was a child, to fall.

he’s just 15. he’s just a child. and he feels guilty for this, he’s feeling the full weight of it on his shoulders, breaking down from it all, and he doesn’t know how to handle it. he’s scared. he’s terrified. he feels horrible. the number 1 hero in the world was forced to retire and it’s all his fault

he’s been blaming himself for this for weeks. he’s just a child. he isn’t responsible for any of it, but he feels like he is. if only he were stronger, if only he got away on his own power, if only he did this or that, maybe All Might would still be a hero. if only he wasn’t so weak.

i love this moment, as painful as it is, because it shows just how human Bakugou is. it shows that he really is just a child dealing with horrible guilt, among other emotional issues (feeling like Izuku was looking down at him for all these years, being terrified that Izuku could one day surpass him, realizing that All Might acknowledged Izuku over him, having a superiority and inferiority complex that just exploded, feeling desperate for an answer over what he should do, and who was right in how they admired All Might (Bakugou for how he always wins, Izuku for how he always saves people with a smile, etc)).

in the end, he’s still just a child. a child dealing with so much more than he ever let on until this fight, where it all exploded out of him, because he just didn’t know how to handle them. he couldn’t bottle it up anymore. 

(i will never, ever excuse or justify any of the horrible things Bakugou did in the past. what he did was inexcusable. but god.. he’s still just a child.)

i love this moment because he’s so scared, terrified, upset, confused, desperate and just so damn human in this moment, and i love it. he’s not just an angry kid. he’s not just a violent, rage machine. there are so many emotions that drive him and i love it so much.

16. Bakugou supporting Izuku after their fight

i just…. really love this. Bakugou has had so many issues with Izuku in the past, many of them stemming from misunderstandings. as mentioned above, he thought Izuku was looking down on him. he was terrified of Izuku’s growth, feared that one day he could actually surpass him one day. but now they’ve talked. now they understand each other better. now Izuku has the support of All Might… and he can’t be losing. 

(and again, none of those reasons justify what Bakugou did to Izuku for those ten years. but they explain why he did it in the first place. i just want to emphasize that) 

to Bakugou, real heroes never lose. Bakugou is applying that to Izuku, now. he’s got the greatest hero in the world helping him, and he can’t be losing. Bakugou, in his own way, is supporting Izuku. it’s one of the biggest moments of character growth for him. for the longest time, he was terrified of Izuku. scared he’d be left behind while Izuku grew stronger. but now he’s putting that aside. 

Izuku has All Might’s power. he has All Might’s support. they both admired him… and now Izuku is being supported by him. so now Bakugou will, too.

Izuku has the greatest hero in the world looking after him. he can’t be losing now. not anymore.

17. Bakugou encouraging Kirishima

i just…. look at how far Bakugou has come. he went from being terrified of others being better than him–of not being as great as he grew up believing–and now he’s supporting Izuku (the person who scared and frustrated him the most), and now he’s actively giving encouragement and helping his friend. 

hell. Bakugou has friends now. he didn’t have any at the beginning of the series; he was to full of pride to see anything but  himself. but now he does, and he’s giving them encouragement. giving Kirishima encouragement. and he’s doing so by drawing from the Kamino incident, the very incident that gave him so much guilt and confusion and pain. the incident that probably gave him nightmares for who knows how long. 

he’s bringing up that incident to comfort and support and encourage his friend. he’s talking about how there are different kinds of strength out there–that just refusing to go down is it’s own strength. this from the kid who’s entire philosophy on heroism is to never lose. 

he’s not scared of being surpassed. he’s got friends now. he’s helping and supporting them in his own way. he’s not afraid to think of the very incident that caused him so much pain; he’s healing from it, slowly. he’s learned from it. he’s slowly accepting that it wasn’t his fault. he’s admitting that there are other kinds of strength out there, besides just winning. it’s about refusing to go down (like All Might did at Kamino). 

this is one of my favorite moments, even tho it’s so short, because it’s a culmination of Bakugou’s character development so far in the story. it’s a small moment, but it wouldn’t mean anything without the hundred or so chapters proceeding it, showing all of Bakugou’s complexities, and all of his personal issues, motivations, emotional struggles, etc. 

this moment is great because it shows just how far Bakugou has come since chapter one. he’s almost a completely different character than who he was, where he began. and that’s why i love it so much

long story short Bakugou is an incredibly complex kid and i love him a lot

related meta:

[you can find more Bakugou meta here]

Percy meeting Annabeth for the first time in the lighting thief musical

tfc as even more shit i've said:
  • neil : hi i'd like to apply for a death certificate please?
  • andrew : as you can tell from my complete lack of expression: feelings are being had.
  • kevin : I wish my future were as clear as my pee. #hydrate
  • nicky: i know we're all adults here but I think we might need better supervision...
  • matt: *stares aggressively* *whispers* Ily and will die for you
  • aaron: I consulted with everyone I care about: me, myself, and I all say we don't care.
  • dan: my favorite thing to do is yell "sorry for your tiny penis," at every giant truck I see.
  • renee: *fake ass smile* I'm trying really hard to be moderately nice.
  • allison: you're right, I don't need to spend my money. But I <i>want</i> to and I <i>need</i> you to fuck off.
  • Wymack: for someone who gets myself into these messes, I'm always surprised that I end up in them.
  • abby: *pokes bruise* yeah, yeah. that's... bad.
  • betsy: i want to listen but sometimes you concern me so I just stare instead.
  • riko: eyes on me pls. Give me attention. Watch me fuck my life up
  • jean: I'm half a decent person. I probably deserve better than this.
  • jeremy: i just... can we all just nap?? And be kind??

honestly darkstalker’s book is so sad. you pretty much expect the three protags to become fully grown by the end of the book, but everything that happens in the book happens when they’re the dragon equivalent of teenagers. like damn, think about it. fathom is one of the four survivors of a huge family massacre at five years old, and has to deal with a power that could turn him into a murderer. clearsight sees multiple futures where several dragons die in horrifying ways, some of them being dragons she loved, and a lot of them showing her lover as a tyrant. and at that, she sees all the good things that could’ve been, and watches as they all burn before her eyes. and then she just vanishes, and we don’t know what happens to her. and darkstalker. just fucking darkstalker. he’s given an ENORMOUS amount of power, and he has to deal with an abusive father and his mother’s apparent death. he genuinely cares about clearsight and whiteout and his friends. but it just went downhill for him. and then he had to be put to sleep by the one he loved. all when he was like six years old.

and this is referenced in talons of power, I think. turtle says something along the lines of “I imagined he was an adult when all this happened” but in reality, they were around the same age.

like damn. they were just kids.

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“It would be Carol, in a thousand cities, a thousand houses, in foreign lands where they would go together, in heaven and in hell.”
Patricia Highsmith, The Price of Salt

Happy April 17th (Carol/Therese Reunion)
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Edge of seventeen tag by @alwaysimming

i was tagged by @soft-almond and @mummasim and i’m so sorry this took so long to do i took this wayy too far.  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ i have like 3 more posts about this so Look Out

I just think it’s beyond beautiful that

Emma spent the first 28 years of her life completely alone. She spent it being cared about by no one, being looked after by no one, being put first by no one. She was always picked last, never prioritized, never the centre of anybody’s thoughts. 

In comes: Captain Killian Jones.

Who, literally from the moment he met her, made Emma Swan his Most Important Thing™. Never did he just like her, or just care for her, or just love her, no, no. He put her right at the very tippy tippy top of his list of Reasons To Carry On™. Like think of what that must’ve felt like to her, man. Like I feel like every single day she looked at him staring at her with his I Love You More Than The Jolly Roger™ gaze and she was just like, “Wow…really? Me? But I’ve never… Oh. Woah. Wow. I don’t even know how to…” and like he’s so growly when it comes to Emma Swan’s Wellbeing™. Like she’s stuck behind a cold wall? He’s Panicking™. Gold’s gunna trap her in a hat? He’s mega Panicking™. Her heart darkened by the efforts of Rumple feat. Queens of Darkness? Panicking™. She’s the Dark One and trapped in another realm? Holy shit is he ever Panicking™. She gets sucked into Wish!Realm? Panicking™ to the max. She’s dealing with hand tremors and battling a hooded figure? The Panicking™ is skyrocketing out of control. And then suddenly she’s his WIFE. And then suddenly his wife is not in his grasp and she is far away and look there she is in a mirror with no memories of him and holy sHIT HE IS Panicking™, Panicking™, Panicking™ CAUSE ALL HE CARES ABOUT IS EMMA SWAN(-JONES) AND IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL AND I’M RAMBLING BUT LIKE GUYS I’M NOT READY TO LET GO OF THIS SHIP PLS PROMISE ME WE CAN TALK ABOUT THEIR BEAUTY UNTIL THE END OF TIME ITSELF? 

i feel so fucking bad some days.

i feel so fucking bad that some days i have to walk until I’m lost, until the soles of my feet ache against my threadbare shoes i can’t afford to replace. until I’m tired enough that the tips of my invisible wings drag along the asphalt. when i finally reach streets a place where i dont recognise anything in any direction, or i have been dissociating (or crying, or angry, depending on the day) for long enough to not remember which direction i came from, i allow myself to stop. next i phone someone random from my contacts and listen to them to tell me to use google maps, they’re busy, or i can’t come and get you right now. then i find my own way home, and sit alone, the same bad feeling rotting deep inside me that was there before i left. it feels like flipping over your sofa cushion and being surprised at how much has rotted away, grown over with dark mold, and six months later flipping it again and, again, being surprised at the rate of decay. 

some days, i feel so fucking bad.

my wings were a symbol of pride. their weight dragged me down, buckled the blades of my shoulders and cracked my spine into shards, regardless of their average size. they were weighed down by leaden feathers, some nearly the length of my palm, that sprouted thick and grey from skin. they were weighed down by the thick black ichor that pumped through my veins, always burning hot, always deadly. now i have the whisper of wind against the small of my back, the gentlest brush of feathers occasionally reminding me of their presence, but useless. useless.

where i once had the strength of a sun and a moon, battling endlessly and tiresomely against an equally matched enemy, if not to really win but to further the cause with which i was willing to give my life, now my fight is gone, the only trace left behind being the protection runes sharpied sloppily onto the bandaids that wrap around my knuckles, bloody and bruised in this weak form. i think tearing my halo from my head would feel the same as the slice of a guillotine across my throat, but the sensation of blood spurting from my severed throat would still hurt less than the knowing how alien the sting of my knuckles is when i can’t hold in my rage any more.

something about smoking takes me back. i thinks it must be the lazy smoke itself, pirouetting from the end of my cigarette like it did from the broken down rubble that littered every street i never called home. perhaps, instead, its the burn in the back of my throat thats tastes oh so sweet, just like the burning, rotting taste of holy fire. maybe its how how the stench clings to my clothes like rot, or maybe its how it makes my father disappointed. it certainly takes me back.

i dont miss heaven because I’m still angry about the war, and it is easy to blame them. i died there, or at least i think so. but i wasn’t angry in my old life - i was the perfect little soldier. i just wanted to feel a part of something. but war only brings death. and with death came new life. now I’m old enough and I’ve seen enough of this life and, God, i want out. i want back in my body, i want back my wings, i want back my strength. ill even trade back cigarettes smoke disappearing into the clouds for the clouds under my feet. ill give anything to never have to get lost again.

life isn’t a storybook, and i dont get to go back. but, God, i feel so fucking bad some days.

My thoughts about the end of 91 Days

I really don’t believe that Nero killed Avilio in the end. Why?

Come on, throughout the episode we see some tips that would make Nero give up of killing Avilio

When Nero asked where they are going Avilio just said “Sea”. To Avilio the sea would be the best place to die and Nero knew that because he saw the magazine.

But what it’s more interesting it’s how Nero in the end understood how Avilio felt and how he was in the same situation as Avilio.

They two shared the same situation and now again Nero has to choice what way follow. And in the end Avilio finally answered the Nero’ ask

In the past, Nero had the chance to kill Avilio but he didn’t, because he didn’t want.

These two know each other’ feelings very well

Nero give to Avilio another chance because he knows what Avilio felt and is still felling. 

“You don’t need a reason to live. You just live.”

Nero is basically saying to Avilio just live, the past is in the past. They need to live and look to the future. 

The scene of sea waves erasing the footprints to me is a metaphor. Let the sea take everything and start again

Look… If Avilio is dead so where is he body? The blood? These waves are not so strong to erase a bloodstain so fast much less take a body away.

My conclusion?

Both are still alive. They will live another life in different ways and they not forget their friendship that they built.

It’s a end that shows “forgiviness is the best way to have peace, revenge brings only pain and destruction”. Nero knew that when he asked Avilio if he was satisfied with his revenge.

Inspired by @im-area ’s fusion high au but way sadder. I started the first chapter of a fic based on a post I made forever ago about Mala being the angry wild child.
I gave her bat shaped wings because that would be rad af and I made her really human I guess because I just didn’t feel like fooling with another set of arms lol. Sorry

It’s You and Me

I can (finally) present to you the finished fic for my fic giveaway, which @bananannabeth won!!! Big thanks to her for a really interesting prompt (which was Percabeth going to highschool in canonverse) and also for just generally being an awesome person. 

Disclaimer: I know very little of the American schooling system. Please forgive any inaccuracies. Also, this is set after Blood of Olympus, before MCGA or ToA. Percy still goes to Goode! Other than that, I hope you enjoy this oneshot!!


“Is that Percy Jackson?”

“Percy…?”

“Percy’s back?”

“Who’s that girl with him?”

Whispers filled the hall as Percy strolled down the familiar corridor of Goode with Annabeth. Heads turned as he walked past, leaving a trail of confusion and whispering in his wake.

Percy’s mind was filled with all his old school friends and memories. He felt Annabeth squeeze his hand and he smiled at her reassuringly. Once again, Percy felt so glad that he and Annabeth were going to spend a year of high school together, especially after the year they’d just had: facing giants, finding new camps…and they’d spent most of it separated.

“Percy Jackson,” someone exclaimed, striding towards him.

Percy looked over at him, trying to place him. For a second Percy didn’t recognise him. But then a casual smile lit up Percy’s face, as Percy’s eyes brightened in recognition.

“Terry?” Percy asked. He clapped Terry on the back as he approached Percy and they embraced shortly.

“Percy,” Terry answered, “long time no see!” He grinned. “It’s great to see you. How long’s it been–a year now?”

“Yeah, must be, mustn’t it?” Percy replied uneasily, messing up his hair unwittingly. He knew this would be the worst bit. “Stuff… happened.”

Terry’s eyes betrayed his confusion and suspicion, but he didn’t press the matter, for which Percy was glad.

“Glad to see you back Percy. How are you, man?”

“Great, thanks. A bit worse now that I’m back at Goode with you though,” Percy joked.

Terry chuckled. “Thanks. I see you’ve brought a friend along too?”

“Yup. Terry, this is Annabeth; Annabeth, this is my friend Terry,” he said, introducing them.

“Nice to meet you, Terry,” Annabeth said, stretching out her hand.

Terry smiled at her then turned to Percy. “This is the same Annabeth? The Annabeth you talked about?” Percy nodded, resulting in Terry grinning broadly. “Well, it’s nice to know she’s real.”

Annabeth raised an eyebrow. “You didn’t think I was real?”

Terry blushed. “Well, you see, he was always talking about you, and–”

“I was not always talking about her!” Percy protested. It was his turn to blush.

Annabeth just laughed. “Well, I’m definitely real.”

“So how come you’re at Goode?” Terry asked. “Did you move?”

Annabeth shared a smile with Percy, a brief but meaningful look passing between them. “We decided to spend our senior year together,” Annabeth said, “so for the first time I’m trying out high school with this Seaweed Brain.” She bumped shoulders with Percy.

“She’s going to love it,” Percy grinned.

“Well, Annabeth,” Terry said. “Welcome to Goode.”

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@arabian-batboy said: Can you write something where Bruce comes across Jason in an alley after his resurrection but before Talia took him in & since he couldn’t talk at that time (& because he’s supposed to be dead) Bruce thinks it’s just a hallucination and just leaves him?


It had been a long time since Bruce was afraid of ghosts, mostly because they never left him alone. If this one seemed more real than usual, hey, it had been a rough day.

Always was, this time of year. 

April 27th. Bruce liked to think he was getting better— maybe some year he wouldn’t find himself lurking in Crime Alley on today, the anniversary of Jason’s death— but he wasn’t there yet.

It made sense. How was he supposed to forget Jason? That was what it would take, Bruce knew, to leave the guilt behind. Every time Jason crossed his mind, it all came crashing back: the grief and shame and pain in his chest. 

Flashbacks, sometimes. Hallucinations.

He wasn’t particularly surprised to see his dead son lying on the cobblestones. It was bound to happen today. 

Bruce took a deep breath. It was time for another hell ride through his own subconsciousness. What would it be this time?

Older, he thought— this Jason looked older, the age he would be if he had lived. That was normal; Bruce spent a lot of time imagining Jason alive and growing up. This Jason looked like he had been on the street for a long time, and Bruce could explain that too; they’d met on this spot when Jason was young and homeless. Of course he was remembering that day. 

Bruce blinked away the image of Jason, small and defiant, sprinting towards the mouth of the alley with his tire iron. Who hit the Batman with a tire iron? Jason did. Jason was…

Well, Jason was dead. Jason had been extraordinary— brave, bright, explosive, kind— but he was gone, and the illusion on the pavement was just that: an illusion. A memory. Bruce’s mind playing tricks.

The punishment he deserved. He could feel it beginning like it always did, his heartbeat pounding in his ears, his fingertips, his chest, rooting him to the stone underneath him until he couldn’t run— not that he should run. He hadn’t saved Jason. The least he could do was feel it.

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Sidlink Drabble: Size (Doesn’t) Matter

Um first of all, I really love @dratinimartini‘s Big King n Tiny King au they got going on and wanted to write something for it. I got their permission don’t worry.

Anyway this is dedicated to @rosypumpkinstudios​ because they are so swell o/


“I’m sorry, Link,” Sidon muttered as he gazed down at Zora’s Domain from his throne. When he heard an inquisitive hum from his right shoulder, the Zora king leaned back into his chair and crossed his hands together. “I know I explained it over and over…but I still feel guilt. Part of me hoped I wouldn’t grow as large as my father was…” A sigh escaped his lips before he could contain it and he bit against his bottom lip.

He risked a brief glance to the Hylian perched on his shoulder and frowned. Link had barely changed throughout the years–literally. Perhaps it was the effects of the Shrine of Resurrection preserving his body for over a hundred years, but Link had barely aged considering how many years had passed since he and Sidon quelled Vah Ruta. The only major difference between then and the present was how long Link had grown his hair out, the regal and flowing silky blue coattails he wore, and the silver chains, necklaces, and bangals decorating his upper half. And of course, the golden crown fitted with a Zora sapphire resting atop his head.

Link cocked an eyebrow and slid down Sidon’s shoulder, towards his forearm and skillfully sat against the muscle of his husband’s arm. He gazed up at Sidon with a knowing, slanted smile and immediately shook his head.

“I’m being serious, Link. I completely understand if you…” His voice trailed off and he winced. “What I mean to say is, I…Are you happy with this? We aren’t able to embrace each other as we once did. Not to mention, it can be very hard for me to leave the Domain if we wanted to have some private time.” A guilty pang appeared on Sidon’s face. “Let alone the fact that intimacy between us is…complicated.”

Link rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

“I still love you as much as I did the first time I ever saw you…but if being my husband ever becomes too much for you, my sweet–”

Link guffawed and immediately cut Sidon off. He waved Sidon closer with the crook of his fingers. He reached out to the edge of Sidon’s forehead and soothing ran his hands along the coarse skin. He pecked several affectionate kisses along Sidon’s crest. Link hummed as he then nuzzled his face into the Zora’s skin and moved the trail of kisses down against the rim of Sidon’s eyes and arrived at his cheek.

“Oh, my pearl,” Sidon whispered softly and ran the tip of his finger back down the Hylian’s head. He stopped when it hovered along the curve of Link’s back and rested it there. “I love you so much.” Carefully, calculated, Sidon pressed a single kiss against Link’s head.

Link giggled and slowly pulled away. He reclined against the groove of Sidon’s arm and smiled up at the Zora king. Link looked so handsome–so breathtaking–dressed in the Zora garb and he really did belong there in Zora’s Domain with Sidon; despite the differences between them now.

“How about after the Embassador from Hyrule Castle comes, we go swim in the Reservoir Lake?” Sidon suggested as he gingerly poked Link’s bare gut, stirring a mixture of a gasp and a cackle from his husband. “They should be here by the end of the hour.”

Link immediately smiled and nodded.

Sidon’s heart melted at the sight and it only reminded him why he loved Link so much.

toomuchsky  asked:

please. talk about brothers enjolras and parnesse that is so so so compelling omg

Well, if you ask so nicely…. Who am I kidding, oh my god yessssssss, let’s talk about brothers!Enjolras and Montparnasse, okay yes, so:

  • Montparnasse is older
  • (what’s canon anyway?)
  • Montparnasse also never ever lets Enjolras forget the fact that he is older.
  • One of them dyes their hair? Who? No one knows. They both refuse to comment.  It’s the most well-protected secret of Paris.
  • And now, dynamics because holy smokes, the possibilities:
  • So in canon (like, the very very gist of it) Montparnasse is basically an insecure, neglected kid that at one point was told he could be something more and let it get to his head, while Enjolras is entitled, privileged but at one point realizes the failures of that society he’s part of.
  • In the context of them being brothers I imagine that they grew up in relatively wealthy environment, your suburban, white picket fence picture-perfect family.
  • But Enjolras as the younger got a lot more attention, being the favourite, getting spoiled leaving Parnasse kind of high and dry resulting in his issues of feeling neglected and hiding behing a facade of confidence and indifference.  
  • Parnasse was basically left to do what he wanted which made it easy for him to drift into the more criminal spheres partly as a rebellion but also because he could be part of something that was not in any way related to his parents or Enjolras, where he could make a name for himself
  • Enjolras on the other hand was basically your perfect son, smart and well-mannered until he started to well, realize that shit was fucked up and stuff and recognizing the narrow-minded world view of his parents (after realizing he wasn’t straight, becoming friends with Indian!Combeferre and Afro-Puerto Rican!Courfeyrac, etc.)
  • They both rebelled in their own way but their relationship wasn’t exactly great (Montparnasse thinking Enjolras was spoiled and ungrateful, Enjolras thinking Montparnasse was too petty and throwing away his potential)
  • But in the end they both eventually break with their parents, Montparnasse being thrown out after being arrested one too many times and Enjolras after the disaster that as him coming out
  • And suddenly they were basically all they had left from ‘family’ which - despite the difficulties and issues and complex feeling there - makes them incredibly protective of each other
  • So basically they don’t agree on anything ever, bicker all the time and generally don’t really pretend not to like each other because they really don’t - but in the end they’re both loyal af and would kill, die, do anything for the other
  • So yes, I think brothers!Enjolras and Montparnasse is so great because lbr the hilarious-potential is enormous (You’re brothers?! - Unfortunately. - I am older. - NO ONE ASKED YOU PARNASSE) but also because of the incredibly complex, contrary dynamics that are already so amazingly compelling in canon. 

This might be my opinion, but I really hate when some Doctor Who fans act like RTD invented Doctor Who, and that his series are the standard for what Doctor Who should be. Particularly when they whine about how apparently the Doctor doesn’t care about people anymore, as if 10′s hypocritical “no guns”, savior-complex pacifism is the end-all, be-all for the Doctor. Like I’m sorry if 10 tricked you into thinking that the Doctor never does wrong, but he has a long history of morally questionable decisions. 10 wanted to see himself as morally unambiguous, and the narrative presented him as such, which in my opinion was a mistake. The Waters of Mars was the only time that 10 was ever called out for his savior complex, but by that time it was too late to actually go anywhere with that development. On the other hand, both 12 and the narrative surrounding him are painfully aware of his moral ambiguity. When the Doctor does something that seems heartless, it’s not “bad writing”, it’s the character actually being explored and developed in a way that the Tennant era didn’t do until it was too late. The Moffat era is hyperaware of itself. Characters make mistakes and are frequently called out on them. When was Rose ever called out for abandoning her boyfriend without Mickey being painted as the villain? Compare this to Clara’s arc in series 8, where both she and the narrative are perfectly aware that lying to Danny isn’t good, but she keeps doing it anyway due to her growing adventure addiction, which leads into her series 9 character arc. That’s interesting, complex development, where the narrative is aware of the characters’ flaws, and calls them out on it. But no, Smith’s Doctor used a gun that one time, which Tennant’s Doctor said was bad, so clearly he’s not the Doctor, Moffat has never seen a single episode in his life and should hang up his pen in shame and disgrace. 

So basically, it just really grinds my gears that there’s this whole host of fans who don’t appreciate the intricacies of Moffat’s characterization just because it’s not like RTD’s which they now think is the standard that all DW should be held to.