so many tags dammit

AKUATSU and SOUKOKU HEADCANON:

To keep the alliance between the Port Mafia and Armed Agency stable, Mori and Fukuzawa arranged for Aku and Atsu to be engaged/be partners. Dazai was the one who dropped the idea to Mori in a secret anonymous letter, so he pretends during the meeting he “hears it for the first time” when it is brought up, Dazai shows his full out support to this (Dazai u manipulative little shit). Fukuzawa goes along with it surprisingly.

When Aku and Atsu find out…..eh I’ll leave it to your imagination.

Fukuzawa and Mori also arrange Dazai’s and Chuuya’s engagement behind their backs to even further stabilize the alliance. You can only imagine Dazai’s surprise and Chuuya’s reaction (Chuuya would not take it well to say the least)…..

How I would imagine their reactions to finding out would be:

Soukoku reaction–

Dazai(muttering): “*wide eyed at a loss for words* This….this wasn’t part of the plan…the tables have turned on me…”

Chuuya: *distressed Chuuya noises* *flips chair over he was sitting in as he stands in a flustered rage* *stalks out of room* I-i need wine…

AkuAtsu reaction–

Aku: “*towards Mori calmly* Is this an order?”

Atsu: W-w-wAIT WHAT!? *distressed cat noises*

BONUS!!!:

Mori: “They took this as well as I thought they would.”

Fukuzawa: “Indeed.”

tsukiyama looking out for each other:

Yamaguchi who will watch Tsukishima closely and act as a shield when the press of noisy, pushy people around him gets to be too much and his headphones aren’t enough to block the world out

Tsukishima as a safe fortress from which Yamaguchi can assess new people and new environments before entering them himself

Yamaguchi who won’t let Tsukishima stand still as everything moves past him, unwilling or unable to care. Yama’s there to push and support him through  picking a high school,  joining the volleyball club, going to practice, getting out of bed in the morning; he refuses to let Tsukki be eaten alive by his own apathy.

Tsukishima knowing he isn’t very likable, but feeling like it might be okay because, well, Yamaguchi is still here. He doesn’t need anyone else

Yamaguchi will sometimes break down and ask Do you hate me? Does everyone hate me? Am I even worth the effort? I’m so ugly, I’m so stupid, I’m so useless, I’m so boring–and Tsukishima isn’t really a patient person but he never loses patience with this, calmly and matter-of-factly listing Yamaguchi’s good qualities until the good outweighs the bad

Tsukishima, who will defend Yamaguchi from anything and everything, watching helplessly as Yamaguchi went up against Seijoh by himself and lost, thinking, I should have been able to protect him from this

Yamaguchi can see Tsukki’s potential and it’s honestly killing him, because he could be so much, but Tsukki’s too scared too try because trying means caring and caring means it will hurt you, sooner or later. But Yamaguchi sees that it’s hurting him anyway, and tells him to forget Hinata, forget Akiteru, forget Ushijima, because this is about you, not them. What more motivation do you need than pride?

And Tsukishima, who believes in Yamaguchi more than anyone, watching as Yamaguchi went up against Seijoh by himself and scored 5 points consecutively. Everyone else was surprised, but not him. never him. He was  just proud

Yamaguchi watching the Shiratorizawa match and knowing with chilling certainty that the outcome could either heal Tsukki of his bitterness or break him completely 

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Part 1 of the Tev/Dren hot springs episode.  Y’know, the good kind of hot springs episode, where it’s fun but then also there’s some character development.

I was actually gonna have this scenario go a different direction, but…it was so boring.  That’s actually why there are so many backgrounds, ‘cuz I wanted to at least challenge myself on the art if the script was boring.  But I changed it (…and then kept the backgrounds anyway)!  I think this is better, and it speeds us on toward The Fluff™.  Win-win.

Tev/Dren Masterpost

Okay, but why don’t I see more people talking about how it’s Grantaire who is the last voice on the barricades to speak for the republic.

Like, Enjolras doesn’t feel the need to speak up or over him, he just smiles.

And it’s Grantaire who has the last “Vive la république.”

anonymous asked:

Ok, ehm... I was Captain Anon... Do you remember me Bella? And, well, I have a thing... I was listening to "Dissolve me" by alt-J and all I thinking was Percabeth... Bella (or any other cuties here like Rachel; Casey; Meg; Shay; Sarah; everyone), do you think you'll write something inspired by this song? It's totally ok if you don't... Just, I hope you are not overwhelmed by prompts and annoying people and my bad English... Have a good day! ♡

A/N: I totally remember you, Captain Anon! I’ve missed you!! I hope you like this, because Dissolve Me is a great song. And while this fic isn’t entirely similar, it follows the basic shape of the song! Enjoy!

she makes the sound

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His dream starts off calmly enough. He’s with her, and that’s never a bad way to begin.

They’re sitting at some booth in a worn down fast food place, burger wrappers and french fry cartons littered across the table in no specific order. Life is good and Percy is happy because Annabeth has got a little mayonnaise on the corner of her mouth and he knows she’ll hit him if he tries to lick it off.

He tries anyway.

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So, I know Grantaire and math have Issues with a capital I, but just bear with me.

Imagine him showing up to a Halloween or otherwise fancy dress occasion, in the same clothes as ever, but holding two pies.

And Courfeyrac is kind of going “Um, way to fail on the costume, but thanks for the desserts?”

And Grantaire just looks at the pies, then back at him and says: “But this is my costume.”

Joly starts laughing so hard people start to get concerned. Because he’s 2 pie R.

Okay has anyone else noticed that Michael seems a little bit down lately? 

I mean if that doesn’t say anything, then I mean look at what he retweeted

 

and he apologized to fans because he thought he was being too mean 

 

It makes me upset because he seems so scared of his actions now. I mean remember what happened when he posted that “dancing” picture and tweet with that fan? 5sos has to think through every single action they do now.

As much as I know most of you don’t want to hear it, 5sos are getting more attention than ever now. They’re all definitely under a lot of stress, and I’m sure they want to maintain their image, but keep in mind, everyone has bad days. Please, please, please, respect the boys and understand that they can be tired, too. If they look rushed or stressed or tired, please, don’t force them to take pictures, and don’t lash out at them if they can’t take pictures.

They still manage to tell us how much they love us and appreciate us, 

 

maybe its about time we showed them that we appreciate them too. 

The point I’m trying to get at here is that we should appreciate the boys and respect them as much as we can. After all, we aren’t just fans. 

Aren’t we a family? 

annaroserae  asked:

this isn't so much of a prompt for a drabble so much as a prompt for you to do the secretly married thing oh my gosh

(The secretly married thing is on my list! It’s just behind several other things (*cough*Viking AU with arrangedish marriage shenanigans*cough*), so I am afraid you will have to make do with this domestic drabble for now, in which they are completely oblivious to the fact that no one realizes they’re married!)

“Oh, hey,” Grantaire says, poking his head around the corner to see Enjolras hanging up his bag by the door. “Welcome home. Study session with Courfeyrac and Combeferre didn’t run too late?”

“Combeferre has a date,” Enjolras tells him, smiling back, the tension around his blue, blue eyes easing just a little. He’s tugging out his hairtie, too, curls spilling around his shoulders and softening him further. The movement jostles the chain around his neck, where he wears his wedding ring in solidarity with Grantaire’s fucked up fingers, and the sight of it still gets to Grantaire every time. “You look like you just woke up - get enough sleep?”

Grantaire nods, taking another moment to admire his husband (who still looks worn out, so he’ll have to try to coax him into sleeping in tomorrow) before he beckons him in, returning to the kitchen. “Yeah. I got up a couple hours ago, but I figured I should cook dinner.”

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