shes still his mom

I think one of the things I love about bojack is he does horrible fucking shit - like takes advantage of a dependant girl who needed him as a father figure and was about to have sex with a teenage girl ( legal in that state but still ew ) because she reminded him of her mom and conversely his younger years.

and the show paints his actions as the morally repugnant things that they are - he’s a character in an adult cartoon that gets PUNISHED for the things he does

[miyusawa] lips like tangerines

I’m so sorry this is late but dee?? babe??? ur a year older now?? what??? HAPPY BDAY @sawanko //sends u smooches dw we’ll love u even with gray hair and balding ;3c here’s a lil something from me to u on this special day which was yesterday but wELL //sweats ENJOY

Despite his hands freezing, nose getting runny and ears stinging from the biting chill, Kazuya didn’t hate winter. He loved the snow, the big, fluffy petals falling down from the sky just like cherry blossoms did in spring. He liked to watch kids play in it, all muddy and wet, but with happy smiles on their faces. He enjoyed the atmosphere of the quiet and the smell of the air, so fresh and sterile, reminding him a little of the long walks he used to take with his mom when she was still alive.

But what Kazuya liked in winter most was those silent days spent inside the dorms. It changed from how he was when he was younger. He used to leave the house as soon as he could just to not feel so alone, though now… now it was different. And the reason for it could only be one.

Sawamura slumped onto the floor below the bed, his own bed, where Kazuya was sprawled, watching TV on autopilot. A bowl of tangerines blocked his line of sight. They smelled fresh and lovely and Kazuya sniffed them with delight.

“Want some?” Sawamura asked. “My mom just sent me a whole box.”

Kazuya hummed. The tangerines looked good, round and succulent. He couldn’t resist.

He lied his head on his hands, sending Sawamura a crooked smile. “Peel one for me?”

“Are you a child?” Sawamura grumbled, but before Kazuya could even say anything to that he was already reaching for the biggest tangerine he could find. “So spoiled, I swear…”

It made Kazuya’s grin sharpen. Sawamura was cute like that: he’d complain, he’d pout, he’d throw a jab at Kazuya whenever he could, but he’d do as asked and do his best from the bottom of his heart. Kazuya adored it about him. He was to blame for Sawamura’s cutty responses, for sure. And yet, not even for a second, did he regret it ­– Sawamura was just so amusing to play with.

He watched him slowly peel the thick skin off the fruit. The smell hit Kazuya’s nose and his mouth watered. Sawamura broke the tangerine into two halves and handed Kazuya one of them.

“Here,” he said, but Kazuya didn’t take it.

“Feed me,” he replied.

The blush was instantaneous. Sawamura’s cheeks turned pink, his eyes brightened and he reeled back as if Kazuya was about to jump him like a wolf does on a herd of sheep.

(Maybe he was.)

“Feed yourself, oh my god!” Sawamura exclaimed, adorably embarrassed. “It’s not like it’s that much work.”

“Eh?” Kazuya whined. “But where’s the fun in that?”

“Ah, so that’s it, isn’t it?” Sawamura squinted at him. “You’re making fun of me? Miyuki Kazuya, you–!”

Kazuya chuckled. It was honestly incredible how easy it was to rile Sawamura up.

“Don’t laugh, you sneaky tanuki! You’re abusing my kindness here, you don’t get to laugh!”

Kazuya reached out a hand and grabbed his half of the peeled tangerine. He broke apart a single half-moon and before Sawamura could protest, he pressed it to Sawamura’s lips to shut him up. Which it did.

Golden eyes gleamed at him suspiciously in silent anger, but Sawamura’s lips gave and he allowed Kazuya to push the fruit into his mouth. Kazuya watched him chew, lick his lips, and glare at him still; he smirked. And then he leaned forward for a well-deserved kiss.

The strangled squeak that followed was music to Kazuya’s ears. He watched how Sawamura’s whole face turned red up to his ears and his eyes widened, only to half-close when with shy tenderness Sawamura returned the kiss. Kazuya’s hand sneaked over to his nape, hooking in the small hair there, to pull him closer. The sweet taste of tangerine spilled over his tongue when Sawamura’s lips parted for him. Kazuya hummed happily into Sawamura’s warm, delicious mouth.

They kissed languidly for a moment more. Drunk on all the sweetness Kazuya finally broke away, licking his lips for the last time.

“Mm, tastes good,” he said, smirking and loving how Sawamura’s blush deepened at his words.

“You’re impossible,” Sawamura complained in a weak whine.

Kazuya chuckled at that. He leaned forward to press a passing kiss to Sawamura’s lips once more, and Sawamura let him without resistance.

“So…” Kazuya started, a nasty grin spreading on his face. “Feed me?”

Sawamura’s glazed eyes sharpened and he made a gibberish sound of helpless frustration. And then before Kazuya could as much as laugh at him, Sawamura grabbed his half of the tangerine and pushed it right into Kazuya’s mouth. Kazuya promptly choked on it, and on his laugher. He fell back onto the bed, chewing on the piece that got stuck between his teeth, and cackling like a lunatic.

The juice ran down his chin, so he lifted a hand to take out the fruit and wipe the it off, but Eijun was already there, hovering above him on a steady arm and biting into the other end of the tangerine, his nose close enough to touch Kazuya’s. In surprise, Kazuya’s laughter died in his throat and he watched Sawamura with breathless expectation.

And Sawamura, now flushed and embarrassed, bit off a piece and pulled back. Kazuya’s eyes followed him in wonder, and he was glad they did. Sawamura licked his lips, tilting his head in a way that made the coy blush on his face turn into something much more erotic, something that made Kazuya’s interest perk up like a wolf’s ears do when it spots its prey.

“Oh, Sawamura,” Kazuya purred, hand lifting to touch one red cheek. “Life never gets boring with you around.”

“Are you insulting me again?” Sawamura’s eyes narrowed, and Kazuya couldn’t help the small tremble of delight from dancing on his spine.

“Why, quite the opposite,” he smirked. “I’m complimenting you.”

Sawamura shot him a doubtful glance, but when Kazuya shifted closer to kiss him again, he leaned in and accepted the kiss with slightly pouty lips, which made Kazuya’s heart cry out from all the sudden influx of the adoration he had for the guy. Because Sawamura was just the thing that changed his whole world into this incredibly amusing journey and Kazuya, oh, Kazuya loved it.

anonymous asked:

I just realized that Adrien spent his first Christmas without his mother but spent several years receiving a pen for his birthday and never went to public school even when his mom was still around. Either she divorced Gabriel or Mama Agreste is as bad in parenting than her husband

You’re right Anon, I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if Mrs Agreste was actually not as great a mom as Adrien made her out to be (i.e unreliable narrator). I don’t think it’s a case of divorce since there’s that relatively recent family portrait of her with Gabriel and Adrien, and Gabriel wouldn’t be so hung up on finding her only now if the Papillon theory really were true. She likely just gave him warmth and love in the house but still followed her husband’s decisions not to let him go to public school or socialise with others unless she was the one that decided to withold all that from her son.

Actually I also feel like there’s a good chance they may retcon a chunk of this out later, since Miraculous Ladybug isn’t exactly known for keeping a very consistent/linear characterisation *cough* Marinette around Adrien* cough cough* 

Love triangle in King's Cage

Okay so here’s the thing. In light of Rq3 title coming out, King’s Cage, I wanted to know. Is there really a love triangle still happening in Kings Cage?

 I honestly thought Victoria did a great job at ending it in Glass Sword. After I was done reading GS I could have never imagined people continued to ship Maven and Mare. I thought everyone would be repulsed by Maven. Don’t get me wrong I fucking love him as the villain.

 I just really want to know Mareven shippers, why do you continue to ship Mare and Maven? Kings cage will obvs have tons of Mare and Maven so I really want to get your perspective. For all we know Mare will end up with Maven…. Sorry I got nauseous (I’m a bitch I know) 

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anonymous asked:

When Sangwoo says his mother calls him and is angry at him sometimes when he is in his room... could it be that when she fell into an argument with his father that she wanted to 'leave' him and take Sangwoo with her and he was hesitating to go because of the fight outside his room?

That’s an interesting thought. Though I’d say his mother would rather be angry with his dad than with Sangwoo if she plans to take him and run away from her husband.

Maybe there was a change in his mother’s mood at some point and she started to blame Sangwoo for his father’s abusive behavior. You know, like when everything became too much and she became too desperate that she shouted things like “It’s all your fault that you father is like that!”.

At first I thought that Sangwoo just discribes a “normal” family. I got the impression that he was imagining that his mom is still alive and she lives with him in the house and everything is fine now that the father is gone. And that she would get mad at him for not cleaning his room or getting a bad grade in math or for not helping her with the chores. Just mom things. But then Sangwoo adds that he’s so scared that he can’t sleep at night when his mom was mad with him. So maybe the first theory is more likely. Young Sangwoo must have been very terrified by the thought that his mom who has always protected and cherished him turns into an abusive parent just like his dad.

It’s also possible that several memories of his mother surface at once and they are all mixed together and Sangwoo jumps from one to another, so that there isn’t really any connection between the single events he mentioned.

I love big brother Percy, I think it’s so cute and happy, but I myself am deeply invested in Sally Jackson who finally gets to live for herself again. Sally who, for the first time since she was 20 years old, has enough freedom to put herself first. Who doesn’t have to be in an abusive relationship to ensure the long term safety of her son. Who still worries about Percy because she’s his mom but who also knows that he can take care of himself in a lot of ways. Sally who finally has the financial freedom to pursue a dream she had given up and now gets to reclaim. Sally who gets to fall in love all over again and this time have it last. Sally who sheds the weight of years of abuse and of fear and shame and sadness and finally gets to live her Best Life. Sally who is so perfectly content to watch her son really transition into being a man with this wonderful daughter she never thought she’d have around who is just an amazing young woman. Sally who doesn’t feel the need to have another kid because she’s got two who have survived into adulthood despite it all and a husband she adores who adores her back and that’s enough. 

Sally Jackson getting to focus on being Sally Jackson the person and not the mom of a demigod for the first time in a long time. 

  • Mama Krul: *is alive*
  • Me: I’m so blessed I would just like to thank God for this blessing that has been bestowed upon me and I am just so thankful to the heavens for this gift I have received and also thank you Jesus for giving me this honor and I’d also like to tha-

a bunch of batl doodles from the past few days

introducing Falk and Corona, a couple of retired pirates-turned-respectable mercenary-entrepreneurs who end up taking in a pair of shabby youths and turning them into capable employees

Seeing someone call their parents by their first name