If there was anything I expected to have answered in canon, it was how Hashirama discovered he could do Mokuton. Now, all I can think of is Tobirama hearing Hashirama screaming one morning, walking in to see a sapling growing out of Hashirama's navel, and going "well this isn't what I expected when cousin Akaashi told us about morning wood. Only you would be so literal, brother."
is the ask box still open? i hope it is ; v ; after essys ask i had to ask bc similar happened to me. hw would UTsans, USpapy and UF bros react if their SO cut their finger on a mop, nearly ripping the finger and blood is pooling down their hand and arm. instead of crying they laugh and squish the blood while they say "well, cant be MOPing around ayy" they have to get stitches for it
*PTERODACTYL SCREECH* WHAT THE FUCK HOW DO YOU CUT YOURSELF ON A MOP OMG I’M GOING TO HAVE TO PUT YOU GUYS IN A BUBBLE WRAP SUIT.
AYYYYYYY. Red laughs at the puns, then tosses you a first aid kit to help you patch yourself up. If you’re able to crack jokes like this, then it can’t be too bad and you’ll be fine. But sucks for you because you’re going to have to mop the blood that you spilled. Red is rather unhelpful right now.
Fell was gonna help you. He was gonna wrap up your poor wound while scolding you to be more careful, then kissing it to make it better. But no. You just ruined it with your pun. Goodbye now. You’re on you’re own.
Eyyyy. Sans cracks a joke back. Then you crack another. Then so does he. You two both get into pun wars while you’re standing there, almost bleeding to death, and making a mess on the floor. On the plus side, at least you have a mop. Sans patches you up and kisses your wound to make it feel better.
OH NO. Stretch is rolling on the floor laughing because holy shit, that was hella good. That was a fucking good, he’s dying. Stretch completely forgets about the blood until a few minutes later, where he’ll pop into the kitchen you to get some band aids, then patch you up, all while giggling. You’re the best. He loves you so much.
omg. It's always dad, dad, dad. I mean, yes. I work. But when I'm home, we play, I take them to the park, I change their diapers, I read them stories. I DO EVERYTHING! But nooo, Killian walks into the room, and I'm suddenly chopped liver!
no! It's not fair! I'm just as much fun as you are. Why do they like you better?
they don't. I just have cookies.
cookies, love. *hands over a small bag* walk in with a bag of these and they won't even know my name.
have you been bribing them this whole time?
oh come on! They eat their vegetables! One cookie isn't going to spoil them!
I love Eggsy too omg can you do 65 with him please?!
It was late when he came home. Although you weren’t sure what time it was when the door opened, the moon had been in the sky long enough to begin to disappear. You were sitting on the couch he’d bought the weekend he’d asked you to move in with him, staring at the door and waiting. “Love, I thought you’d be asleep by now.” He hung his coat by the door before walking over the couch and sitting beside you, his brow furrowing with worry. “Love?”
“Couldn’t sleep,” you said, your voice weaker than you wanted it to be. You cleared your throat before you continued, “Not until I knew you were safe.”
He set his hand on your leg, squeezing your thigh and pressing a kiss to your temple. “I’m always safe.”
“Safe like you were when Merlin called to tell me you were in the hospital last week?” you countered. He had been so pale lying in the bed hooked up to what dozens of beeping machines. His eyes hadn’t opened when you’d said his name, but his fingers had twitched at the sound of your voice.
Eggsy stood up, running a hand through his hair and taking a step away from you before he spoke. “What do you want me to do? I worked for this! I’m not going to stop just because—” he turned back to you, your lips moving and cut himself off. “What’d you say?” he asked quietly.
“I don’t want you to stop,” you repeated, staring down at your feet and wringing your hands together. “You do good work, Eggsy. You save people, and you do it knowing no one will ever know what you do.” The tears you had been fighting since the sun set finally won. “I don’t want you to stop, I just want you to come home to me.“
The anger dissolved from his face and he crouched down in front of the couch, taking your hands in his. "I promise you, I will always come home to you.” He let go of your hands and held your face gently, pulling you close and kissing you softly. “I will always come home to you.”
a few more hours to jonerys references and jon's gonna mention dany vice versa and he's going away from the north to meet his soulmate and idk if im gonna survive or not pls help
I might not survive either, anon haha. You’re so right–she’s his soulmate. Omg now I’m teary-eyed agaaaiiiin. The hype is so damn intense right now. If we are like this TODAY, what the hell are we going to do for ep6? FOR EP7?!?!
Hello hello! This is been so long so I’m sorry! I love writing patater though, so this was fun. I did an angsty Kent one, so I did this as angsty, insecure, Tater.
Hope you enjoyyy
Alexei knew what he was good for. He knew he was good at hockey, he knew he was funny, he knew he was someone easy to talk to. He was a good friend.
So being with Kent was confusing to Alexei. Kent was sarcastic and bitter, often having to explain his humor to Alexei. He didn’t like to talk about his feelings as much, often falling silent when upset or emotional. Kent wanted him for a boyfriend.
It’s not that Alexei didn’t enjoy dating Kent, because he did. He felt happy with Kent, but something inside him made him wonder if he was good enough. Kent was so beautiful and so smart, where as Alexei was a little crooked and sometimes slow in understanding.
“Tater, what do you want to watch tonight? I don’t wanna watch another disney movie because it’s not as cute with us both crying. But we could watch-“ Kent pauses as he walks into the living room. Alexei’s sitting on the couch, staring at nothing. He quirks an eyebrow and says, “You okay babe?”
“What do you even see in me, Kenny?” Alexei asks softly. Kent snorts at first, going to sit down next to him. “I’m meaning it, I’m serious.” Alexei says pulling slightly. Kent’s stunned. Alexei was always so happy, so goofy and confident.
“What do I not see in you is probably a better question,” Kent answers after a while. “What do you mean? What brought this on?” He tries to give Alexei some space, but it hurts Kent to see him like this. Maybe Kent is a little closed off, but he works through his problems. He felt like their communication was much better than this.
“Just think about how pretty you are, how smart you are. You can have anyone, yet you here with me,” Alexei says a little stronger this time, “I’m worrying I put myself first instead of thinking of you. I am enough? No. What does Kent see?”
Kent thinks for a few seconds, sensing Alexei’s nervousness. He thinks he’s putting himself first, when he treats Kent amazingly.
“Alexei, you’re more than enough for me. You know how to handle me when I’m upset, you know how to make me smile. You can make me laugh with one word or one face, and you are one of the nicest people I know,” Kent starts, looking right at him. “You are so handsome, and just hot. I can’t believe you don’t see it. And maybe you don’t get all my jokes or references, but I love explaining them to you.” Kent finishes and they sit in silence for a while. Alexei takes a deep breath and pulls Kent into a hug, tucking his head into his boyfriend’s neck.
“Better?” Kent asks and gets mumbles and vibrations and response. He smiles gently and tugs his head up. “Plus you get along with Kit, no one can do that.” Alexei perks up and shoves Kent off of him and onto the couch. “What?”
“Have to find Kit now, is not movie night without princess.” Alexei answers and grins back at Kent.
“Well when I’m come back you can talk about how hot I am, I’ll do same,” Alexei says walking off, winking before he turns around fully. Kent only chuckles and goes to find a movie.
“That’s fine with me, but you better cuddle me when you get back.”
I loved reading your James and Sirius argument flinching thing. May I possibly, please, kindly, beg you to write a Remus Lupin one? Pleeeeease? I asked nicely ;) (although I have a feeling I might regret this later. i already know its gonna be painful)
Anon: Hello I am a hoe for angst, esp yours, and since you did a James and a Sirius near abuse type thing, care to make it a set with our pretty boy Remus John Lupin? Bc I know that would be hella good and sad because of Moon’s lycanthropy. Thank you in advance, my dear writing angel. ♡♡
YES OMG ANGSTY MOON LET’S GO! Just an author’s note though these aren’t meant to suggest actual or intentional domestic abuse and in no way do I condone that!! In all 3 I’m very careful to mention that this could be what happens if by accident one of you did something that made the other flinch.
Remus would absolutely hate fighting and he’d try to avoid it at all costs
Mostly because he just doesn’t like even being in a position where he could potentially upset someone he loves but also because there’s always that part of him that’s afraid he might lose control
So you’d be that couple that practically never yells at one another, everything is just so easily resolved
He’s always so measured and calm that when you do get in arguments you just sit down and talk it out across the table from each other like it’s a puzzle you have to work through, not a huge problem
He’s definitely a kiss and make up kind of guy, and arguing makes you both more sad and tired than angry
One day you’d have been in a bad mood all day and of course he assumes he did something wrong and you sit down to work it out
And you just wouldn’t even know where to start because it’s not like you’re mad because of one obvious thing, you’re just kind of…mad?
“You’ve got to talk to me if we’re going to work this out, Y/N.“
And he’s over there feeling sad and frustrated because if anyone knows how it feels to be moody it’s him so why can’t you just talk to him?
You’d bicker for a little bit from your seats at the table about how he thinks you need to be more open with your feelings and you’d tell him how he’s one to talk about being guarded and stoic
and in a huff you’d just tell him "you don’t understand at all”
and he’d kind of snap and stand up and shout “because you won’t let me! how am I supposed to understand how you’re feeling if you just sit there? I’m not an idiot, I can tell something’s wrong and if I did something or you did something you need to fucking tell me!”
And of course you had to have this fight when the full moon was coming up so he’d be super tensed up
He’d mumble something about how you’re acting like a child and push his chair in too forcefully by accident and the whole table would slide forward and you’d have to scoot backwards to get out of its way
His eyes would widen and he’d look at where you had jumped up in surprise and his face would twist up in pain because this is exactly what he was always afraid of, he didn’t know his own strength sometimes and he knew it, he knew it, he was too dangerous, he was a monster
He would look at you as if to say he’s sorry and go to leave the room but you’d quickly come up behind him and hug him and after a very tense moment he’d wrap his arms around you ever so gently and mumble “I’m sorry”
and you’d hug him tighter and rest your head on his chest and whisper back that you are too, and that it was a silly argument in the first place
He’d bend down and carefully kiss you and you’d spend the rest of the night cuddling and reading/talking because that’s all poor moony has energy left for right now </3
Okay, I just wanna say that how you characterize dark, anti, and made is like so friggin great. Every SINGLE time dark is trying to seduce the character to trust him it's so creepy and perfect and like I can't get over how well written these fics are like omg I love you writing with all my heart icantevenrightnow
Aw, thank you Anon.
There is still a little bit to go. Not sure what I’ll do with myself when it’s over.
Isn't it just beautiful that Jon and Sansa, two characters had never interacted before prior to S6 and clearly their relationship meant little to each other, now they are each other's everything? And imagine if they got married at the end. I would find it amazing and kinda ironic.
OMGGG yes Anon! You took the words right out of my… keyboard.
Isn’t it beautiful to see them reunited and finally working together and at home in Winterfell, trying to co-rule and do their best? I mean yeah, bickering and disagreements aside, they are hoping and doing the best they can.
I mean a couple that rules together, stays together. And that is just beautiful! Not sure by what you mean by ironic - if you meant how these two characters that were never envisioned together finally become the poster couple for the North, then yeah, ironic for sure. But wouldn’t they make such a beautiful couple tho? And that chemistry omg, torrid! I feel sorry for the guards standing watch outside their door on their wedding night tbh..
And the wedding ooh! I hope I get an invitation to their wedding because to be honest, they’re my adopted children.
Omg what if 2Ds SO was also a singer but when she's on stage she acts like Damon? Running around doing crazy shit, constantly moving, just being a big ball of adorable/sin while she sings? What goes through his mind when he watches her perform?
(This now makes me wonder how 2D himself performs)
•He honestly finds your performance methods unique and interesting because not a lot of people he watches does such a thing
•He literally cheers you on so loud from backstage that you can hear him over everyone else.
•Such a supportive and amused BF he is
•When you do it in private, he dances along with you to be just as crazy
•"THAT’S MY (Y/N)
•Those few times you perform together, you create a good balance of calm and wild.
Hi! Can I get a headcanon please? With your headcanon of Sanji being a virgin, what if his S/O blind folded him so he wouldn't pass out but they could still screw and do much more? Thank you!
Omg I love this! Warning NSFW!!
• being blindfolded and laying down on his back is his fantasy.
• he doesn’t want to give you all the control, he’d grab your hips and rock into you.
• he is hella into body worship, so not being able to see you kind of bums him out.
• he still reaches up and connects his lips with whatever part of skin he can.
• he can get really sweaty And the blindfold might get uncomfortable on his face.
• “oh my Y/N! My sweet, lovely Y/N!” He cry as he thrusts up into you.
• afterwards he gives you one of his shirts, and the best aftercare ever