O K kids so here are some physical headcanons that I have with the heroes (long post kids)
Aran: Biggest and strongest. She’s like almost (if not) seven feet tall. Has an ten eight pack and can lift all of the heroes at the same time (she probably lifts weights as a hobby). Her long, white, straight hair goes down to her feet (which probably is pretty freakin heavy but Aran has muscles made of titanium so she’s good).
Eunwol: Beautiful man I love him so much. Also BIG, not as big as Aran tho but close. Almost seven feet tall, like 6′8 or’9. Also eight pack but he is a bit leaner than Aran because he moves faster compared to Aran (who is better at carrying heavy stuff). Has been becoming stronger by training more and more with Aran. Has long, wavy, brown hair that goes past the waist.
Phantom: Average height like 5′9 or ‘10. Super lean and no real “chiseled muscles” like Aran. Basically he skinny boi. But it is due to the fact that most of his physical activities are running and parkour and such. Second fastest in the team beaten only by Mercedes, by a little. Got wavy blond hair but he cut it so it sticks up in places (all natural)
Luminous: Juuuust a tini bit shorter than Phantom, 5′8 (this annoys Lumi till no end and amuses everyone else in the gang). MUSCLES??!!?! THIS BOY?? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH NO WAY HE’S A MAGE. A NERD. HE’S GOT NONE, ZERO, ZILCH, NADA, LOLOLOL. Lumi got a lil chub on him cuz he doesn’t move as much as the others, he’s a tini bit insecure about this but doesn’t bother him too much. He has white layered hair that he cut short (no more mullet thank god).
Evan: Sweet baby boy he’s still growing so he’s at 5′3 now (although maybe he won’t grow because Freud ended up staying at 5′5 for his whole life, but then again they’re not related so Evan might end up being like 6′10). Doesn’t have too much muscle but it’s there from his farming days and hours of playing outdoors. Still, his muscles are developing because Mir insists on moving around a lot (without carrying Evan). He’s got a head full of dirty blond hair that sticks up all over.
Mercedes: She’s been at this height for the past kajillion years and isn’t exactly set to grow anymore. Stuck at 5′1 she’s the shortest of all the heroes. She is lean like Phantom and thus isn’t known to have brute strength, but her slaps might suggest otherwise. She has long golden hair that curls around one another down to her knees.
so here it is, the project I worked on for @yurionicebigbang with my lovely partner @petite-madame (whose art you can see HERE GO LOOK OMG IT’S SO LOVELY!!!!!) it’s been heaps of fun and I’m so happy about how it all turned out so pls go read the thing and appreciate the art? //pupper eyes
words: 14756 tags: canon divergence, soulmate bond, next season au, fluff and cutes, failed attempts at sex, wedding!!!!!
It started out
slow. So slow, in fact, that Yuuri didn’t even notice.
At first it was
subtle, a soft hum at the back of his mind, soothing and careful, almost
intangible if he didn’t focus solely on feeling around for it. And he didn’t,
because how do you look for something you would never think to be there to
threads began forming around Rostelecom Cup, but Yuuri had been too distracted
with everything else to notice that something had changed, that something sent
warmth into his cold, numb limbs when he needed it most, that something helped
him stay up when all he wanted was to crumble.
He didn’t know,
And when he
finally figured it out, Victor wasn’t there.
(But even if it
hurt, he would never admit it, because in the end… he didn’t believe it could
More and more
threads began forming a rope, still thin and shy, but growing stronger with
each passing day, with each smile Victor rested in Yuuri’s hair and each
sweetly whispered “Did you sleep well?” first thing in the morning.
He hesitated, debated with his own flaws and battled his insecurities, because
By the time
Barcelona rolled around he was certain of it.
Singing to the
tune of budding love, the soulbond stretched from Yuuri’s heart, right through
his mind, through time and space, through all the difficulties and boundaries
dividing them, to slip into Victor and dive down towards his heart, where it
tied in a knot that matched the one around Yuuri’s – joining them together as
two parts of one whole.
It became hard
to ignore then, the pulsing of colour and vibrant emotions dancing over the
rope, delicate, feather-light, every time Victor felt.
And, oh, Victor
felt a lot.
Yet he said
nothing of it, maybe didn’t even feel it, and so Yuuri said nothing either.
He let the bond
form, thread by thread, light like wisps of a spider’s web, and wrap around his
soul – an ever-growing, comforting blanket of support, warmth and love.
In silence, he
nurtured it, cared for it, and hoped.
hockey tumblr overall seems like you never like anything. and seriously though, wouldn’t it be good if you for once were optimistic and sympathetic about something? not everything, just god, be nicer and don’t bitch about everything you can
More Watertribe Lance Also avatar Lance this time because we talked about this with friends and we are lance trash we wondered what kind of pet Lance would have if he was the avatar… Like Aang has Appa and Korra has Naga.
And we ended up with a Peacock-Lion because it just suits him perfectly
(also it was supposed to be Keith’s pet -bc yeah it’s definitely more a firenation-ish beast- but things happened ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i’ll write headcanons someday lmao)
Since bitty is (I think?) the first openly gay player in the NHL in the fics, what about other players hitting on him when they play the schooners, or even better, during the all star game when jack is right there?
The game so far has been nothing memorable, just another pre-season exhibition against Edmonton that neither team really want to give their all because why risk anything before the season even starts?
“Bittle,” Burig, a second line Oilers winger, flags Eric down at the end of the second period, with a look of grim determination that gives Eric the sense he’s about to be sucker-punched.
“You, uh,” Burig hesitates, gnawing on his mouthguard and twisting his stick in his hands while he comes up with whatever he wants to say. He huffs and looks around for any teammates that might be watching the exchange, finding the rest of his line distracted, he leans in close. “You doing anything after the game?”
Eric blinks. “What?”
“Just,” Burig shrugs, face flushing pink, “wanted to see if you’d like to grab a drink or something.”
“Oh. Oh!” Someone from the bench yells his name and Eric is faced with a dilemma he knows he can’t resolve in the next 15 seconds. “Wait for me after the game, we can talk.”
Burig nods tightly, beet red, and skates back to his own bench.
Just another thing for Eric to think about while coach yells at him for missing an unnecessary pep talk.
Burig is waiting for Eric when he leaves the locker room, hair still damp and his suit slightly rumpled like he’d thrown it on in a rush, which makes Eric feel worse for some reason.
“Hey,” he perks up when he sees Eric, sliding his phone into his gear bag. “You wanted to talk?” He sounds so earnest it hurts and Eric motions to a meeting room just off the hallway.
“It’ll be a bit more private in here.”
Eric doesn’t waste time when the doors close, Burig isn’t the first player to approach him and he certainly won’t be the last.
“You’re very sweet, but I have a boyfriend.”
“Fuckin’ knew it,” Burig curses, shouldering his duffel bag. “No way someone as hot as you is single. Worth a shot, right?”
“Were you looking for a hook-up or?”
“No, not like that, I just kinda,” he hesitates like he’s afraid of saying too much.
“Safe space,” Eric waves his arms to indicate the empty room. “Be honest.”
“I’m tired of Grindr and puckbunnies and bar hookups, you know? I want something real.”
Eric immediately runs through a list in his mind of the few single players he’s met in similarly awkward situations. “You play in Vancouver next week, right?”
Burig’s eyes go wide and Eric holds up a warning finger. “Hold your horses. I may have a friend in a similar situation, but it’ll be on his terms if he wants to reach out. Give me your number, and I’ll pass it along if he wants to meet. Okay? No promises.”
“You want to tell me why we’re watching Vancouver slaughter Edmonton when we could be doing literally anything else?” Jack bemoans from the couch, poking and prodding at Eric to distract him.
“I’m invested, alright? You plant seeds, you watch ‘em grow.”
The clock runs out on the second period and Eric keeps his eyes trained on Vancouver’s goalie, Crivier, who waves Burig over in a moment of calm. The two talk, barely visible over the shoulder of a commentator, but moments later Burig skates away with a very prominent smile on face.
“And boom goes the dynamite,” Eric whispers, grabbing the remote to switch over to the new season of House of Cards.
“You playing matchmaker again, Bits?” Jack laughs, pressing himself against Eric’s side and nuzzling at his neck.
“You know how much competition you’d have if I didn’t set up all the guys that hit on me with each other?” Eric breathes, sliding his fingers through Jack’s hair. “I could have a harem.”
Jack groans and squeezes Eric tightly. “I’ll fight everyone,” he murmurs, “even the guys I like.”
Oh my god, in last night’s Bob’s Burgers, Bob takes Gene to a laser light rock show at the planetarium (super important to Bob, because it was his favorite when he was a teenager, and this is the last night before they’re closing the exhibit because it’s old and no one goes anymore, also it’s Bob’s birthday), and Gene has no idea what he’s in for, but he gets pumped for it anyway ‘cause Bob’s so excited about it, and finally they get in there and they’re watching it, and Gene has a sensory overload and kinda starts freaking out ‘cause he can’t handle it, so Bob takes him out and they sit in the car for a bit. Gene’s angry because Bob didn’t tell him it would be so loud and scary, so Bob offers to play the album for Gene at a normal volume, and Gene starts to enjoy it, so he reclines the seats, takes out the cigarette lighter, tells Gene to pretend it’s a laser, and starts drawing in the air, explaining the plot to him (it’s like a full on Pink Floyd or Rush-esque rock opera about a bunch of robot overlords telling rockers that they can’t play music anymore, and one Rebel rising against them). Gene gets really into it and decides he wants to see the finale of the laser show (which Bob regards as a life-changing experience), so they sneak back into the planetarium (there’s no re-entry allowed) with a few tricks that parallel the story from the album, and watch the climax of the show together (Bob fashions some earplugs for Gene out of a napkin). On the way home, Bob’s asking Gene how he liked it, and Gene says “I loved it!”, Bob asks him to speak louder ‘cause his ear’s are shot, and Gene yells, “I LOVED IT, DAD”. Bob yells back “I love you too, Gene”.
I FUCKING!!! CAN’T!!! DEAL!!!! WITH HOW GOOD THIS SHOW IS!!! I know i don’t talk about Bob’s Burgers a lot but this show is flawless and charming and gross and funny all at the same time, the characters are written like people with actual fears and anxieties, and unlike a lot of comparable shows, the comedy doesn’t come from the family being pitted against each other, it’s always the family against the world… I love it, I love it, it’s so pure and refreshing and still somehow manages to be funny without sacrificing it’s heart, and I fuckin’ love it, please watch Bob’s Burgers holy CRAP okay I’m done.
While thinking about how Mashima cried drawing an ending of a character, I doodled this. I imagine that in the end Zeref’s curse will be lifted but he will disappear from this world. Zeref will finally be able to express his love. Till the very end, he holds two people most dear to him in this world, Mavis and Natsu, and says “I love you” over and over again.