#Don't know where this came from

[artistamateurieuse]

May I offer you some romcom!au saundreas?

(plus bonus ten year old Sky because I couldn't stop myself)

#fate the winx saga #saul silva #andreas of eraklyon #saundreas #sky fate the winx saga #fanart #romcom au #my art #click for better quality #don't know where this came from #but I like the idea

[arabian-batboy]

On one hand, I know that Batman during the 80′s simply wasn’t as dark/angsty compared to present time, so maybe it might have something to do with it, but on the other hand, seeing his interactions with kid Jason makes me realize how he really was peak dad in this era and hands down had the best relationship with Jason out of all his children (like when was the last time you saw Batman giving piggybacks around the Batcave while in the middle of his work post-Jason’s death?)

And this is why I hate all of these dumb rectons and false retellings of Jason’s time as Robin, they take isolated incidents and make it seem like he was a problem child that was always at odds with Bruce when 98% of their conflicts have happened after The Joker killed him. Before that, Jason was a complete daddy’s boy and if things stayed the same, then he would have probably grew up to be “Bruce’s favorite perfect golden son” that people think Dick is.

If anything, how good their relationship back then is definitely the main reason why Jason was so hurt when he found out that Bruce didn’t avenge him, since he assumed that killing his son’s killer would be the first thing a father as loving as Bruce would do. So changing their relationship in this era to being strained (while also mellowing current Jason and easily resolving his conflict with Bruce) kinda diminish the whole point of Jason’s character.

Because what makes Jason’s story so interesting to me personally is how he went from a kind child who loves and looks up to his hero father to a ruthless crimelord and a dangerous foe to his hero father, its supposed to be an 180° change, but blurring the lines between past Jason (by demonizing him) and current Jason (by softening up and making him a full-fledged member of the Batfam) ruins the whole narrative for me.

#don't know where this came from #jason todd #bruce wayne

[puddleslimewrites]

Prompt #7

Laughter spilled from Villain's lips. The sound was light but promised danger as they drew closer to their enemy.

"Oh. Oh, no no," they chuckled. "You misunderstand, dear Hero. It was not my problem before."

Hero stood frozen. The atmosphere grew more oppressive with every step the villain took. It was hard to think, hard to breathe-

Villain stared down at their cowering form. The smile on their face didn't look quite right. "But you, Hero," they whispered. "You have made it my problem."

#puddleslimewrites #don't know where this came from #but I'm all here for it 👀 #villain x hero #hero x villain #damn hero what'd you do #heroes and villains #hero and villain #hero and villain prompt #writing #writing prompts #villain prompt #writing prompt

[averyauthorship]

Sometimes I'm writing, and then all of a sudden my eyes roll to the back of my head, I start foaming at the mouth, and a new, perfect plot point emerges from the depths of my psyche like it's been placed there forcefully by a divine power. It's either God or Satan, and I don't know if I care which.

#writing #original writing #my writing #creative writing #books #book #writers #writers on tumblr #female writers #writer things #writeblr #don't know where this came from #my writeblr is lawless

[femalefemur]

Wolf In Sheep's Clothing

warnings: manipulation, dub-con, please let me know if i missed anything!

synopsis: Johnny lives and Simon lies to him.

Need Soap who survived the gunshot but once he wakes up has memory loss and Ghost who stays by his side until he wakes up and watches Soap struggle to remember who he is.

Tells him he's his boyfriend that they've been dating for a while, that they live together and gets everything ready for when Soap is discharged. Makes sure the house is perfect, brings Soap home to a secluded home in the highlands and watches him frown as he struggles to try and remember but its' all blank. Watches Soap explore the house from room to room, watches him stop in front of the room that's dedicated to his art supplies and sees the flicker of familiarity cross Soap's face as he picks up a paintbrush.

Ghost smiling slightly from the doorway before quietly ushering him into the bedroom and watches as Soap's eyes drift across the large bed and a faint blush crosses his cheeks before he walks into the bathroom, running his fingers across all his belongings as Ghost draws him a bath.

Ghost watching him as he undresses and assures him it's fine, that it's nothing he hasn't seen countless times before as he presses a fleeting kiss to Soap's shoulder and watches as Soap's mind works to assure itself that it's alright before he fully undresses and sinks into the water, relaxing finally.

Ghost spending the following months glued to Soap's side, helping him try to remember their friends through photographs, watching Soap light up each time he slowly remembers another piece of of information and peppering him with kisses each time. Watches Soap stare at a picture of his family and light up as he remembers them, pointing at each one in the framed picture in his hands as he tells Ghost their names before watching his eyes fill with tears that spill over and down his cheeks as Ghost tells him that they're dead. Comforts him as he cries and cries until he's worn out and Ghost is carrying him to their bed, whispering sweet nothings as he holds Soap until they both asleep.

Ghost watching like he's a wolf hunting its prey while Soap slowly wanders around the surrounding forest of the property and stares as Soap turns to smile at him and tease him about how diligently he watches over him. Tells the other man he's just worried and doesn't want lose him again, that he's just being careful and presses a kiss to his mouth before Soap can say anymore.

Ghost brushing Soap off each time he asks why their friends haven't been in contact, telling him that they're busy with work, that they're on missions and still hunting Makarov, which placates the man's curiosity for the time being. Watches as Soap happily paints and draws for hours on end before they cook dinner together, making one of Soap's favourite meals and later watches Soap writhing under him at night as he begs Ghost for more, to be filled with him.

Watches as Soap's memories start to fill out more and his eyes light up every time he tells Ghost a new piece of information. Ghost smiling and telling Soap how wonderful it is that he's remembering again, how amazing he is and praising him as he pushes his tongue into the man's mouth in a dizzying kiss which makes Soap giddy each time.

Ghost sprawled across the chaise lounge in Soap's art room as he holds an open book in his hand that he had been reading over the week but is now instead watching Soap paint. Watching the way he holds the brush in his hand and smiles to himself as his artwork comes to life.

Ghost whose eyes are searing into Soap as he prays that Soap never fully recovers, that he never fully remembers. That they can stay like this forever secluded away from everyone and that Soap will never know that they hadn't ever been together and that they never lived together. That he would never know that Ghost had bought this house as soon as Soap had asked who he was and the doctors had confirmed he had memory loss and filled it with all of Soap's belongings that he had moved from his actual apartment. That yes their friends were busy and working but that Ghost had essentially cut all contact with them after they'd left the hospital and that no, Soap's family weren't in fact dead and that Ghost had lied to him, lied to him about everything and everyone.

#ghoap #ghost x soap #soap x ghost #ghost #soap #simon ghost riley #simon riley #johnny soap mactavish #johnny mactavish #don't know where this came from #would honestly be better as an actual fic #maybe i will write it properly one day #drabble #my fic

[pachu09]

MadaTobi

Admiration

It was only by lucky chance that he notice it. Tobirama doesn't know how the fuck he had totally missed the weird stares. He knows what he looks like ( somewhere between weird and unattractive ) and most of the Uchiha don't need to throw him weird looks whenever he visited the public onsen with Anija or Hikaku.

And so Tobirama decided to avoid bathing in public again.

He knows for a fact that people gossip about him and he also assumed that its always about his horrible reputation....

Not whatever this is...

" I was waiting for him to come back to the onsen you know. I was so ready to see those miles of long and smooth pale skin to stare at. But Tobirama–sama must have been busy because its been a week and he hasn't yet visited!. " he could see ( from where he stood unobtrusively behind the door of the lounge room ) Uchiha Yomi had drape himself dramatically on Nara Shin's shoulder. The Nara Heir just shrugged off the Uchiha and he lazily answered back.

" Maybe Tobirama–sama had finally noticed you Uchiha’s frankly disturbing stares?. " Yamanaka Kai and Akimichi Choso loudly snorted at their friend's reply.

Uchiha Yomi loudly gasp, his pale face looks highly offended. " You take that back Nara!. We're not perverts!. We're just admiring Tobirama–sama's pretty looks!. There's nothing wrong with that okay!. "

Yamanaka Kai cough and says loud enough for everyone in the lounge area to hear. " There is something wrong with it if Uchiha Madara–sama resorted to actually stalking the man. "

Uchiha Yomi clicked his mouth shut. He didn't even refute the Yamanaka Heir’s allegations...which means..Tobirama ran a palm down his burning face. He thought him repeatedly bumping into Madara–sama for at least too many times in one day is just sheer coincidence.

Now, now he had a proof that the man is actually stalking him.

And he doesn’t even know what to do about this frankly terrifying information.

Should he confront the Uchiha Clan Head?. In public? Tobirama grimaced at that thought. No. He didn't want Anija to come charging in rage at Madara–sama if the man wouldn't even deny his allegation.

But if he confronted Madara–sama in private?.

Tobirama slapped his palms on his cheeks as he felt his blush intensifies. He hurriedly walk away from the lounge area not wanting the other Shinobis to spot him and feel embarrassed at his presence. ( He didn't even saw Nara Shin, Yamanaka Kai and Akimichi Choso flicking a knowing glance at each other and stares at the spot he vacated. )

" Ah, Tobirama. Just the man I need!. " Tobirama nearly bolted at hearing Madara–sama's deep voice behind him. He slowly turns around and stares at the man's feet. He didn't want the man to see his flush face and also be questioned why he's blushing.

" Uh. Ah. Madara–sama!. " Tobirama quickly shut his mouth, cringed internally and mentally slap himself. Could he be more obvious in his embarrassment?. He startled as a broad palm settled on his forehead. His wide red eyes met worried black orbs.

" Are you alright?. Tobirama?. " Tobirama stuttered a yes. But the displeased frown on the Uchiha Clan Head's face made him took a step back.

" You look flushed. It seems you're coming down with something?. You need to rest if you're feeling poor...." Tobirama didn't even utter a protest as the dark haired man settled his broad hand on the small of his back. He also didn't complain when the man insisted to escort him back to his Home.

Unaware of the eyes on them, Tobirama didn't even hear nor see the Heirs of the Yamanaka, Nara and Akimichi staring and gossiping with each other from the window they were peeking in.

" I bet you five thousand ryo Uchiha–sama will finally make his move. " Nara Shin yawn after his daring bet. Kai and Choso looked at him with judging eyes.

" Ten thousand ryo, Shin. Because I know it'll at least take the man months before he can court Tobirama–sama. " Kai smugly replied. Choso only shrugged his broad shoulders and refused to join his two friends betting about their Commanders love life.

" Say what again?. " Uchiha Yomi's voice echoing behind them.

Shin explains to Yomi their betting pool. They were unprepared for the teenager to eagerly perch on the window sill and stare with wide excited eyes at the Senju and Uchiha walking leisurely down the street.

" Oho!. Finally!. " Yomi rubbed his hands together giddily. He gleefully turn to Shin and told the man he'll bet Fifteen thousand ryo that his Madara–sama will make his move tonight. The trio of Clan Heirs stared skeptically at the teenager. But they accepted his bet because they were so sure that no way the teenager would even win.

Only for them to see the next day Tobirama-sama walking with careful steps inside the Hokage Tower with an obvious limp and a flushed face. Madara–sama a smug bastard hovering protectively beside him. One of his hand is settled possesively on the Senju's waist.

Nara Shin whistled lowly, his impressed face was a shock to his friends. Without looking away at the Uchiha/Senju couple he throws his money at the giggling Yomi. Kai scowled as he surrendered his allowance and Choso gaped in surprised.

Shin turns to Yomi. " How in the Sage's name did you know Madara-sama would make his move yesternight? "

Yomi pauses in counting his money. " Oh. That's easy. Madara-sama told us that the moment Tobirama-sama invited him to his Home, its game over for his Senju. "

Shin, Kai and Choso sweatdrop and thought at the same time. ' Must have been nice to have that kind of utmost confidence. '

#madatobi #uchiha madara #senju tobirama #naruto founders #don't know where this came from #i was actually at work when i thought of this story #confident madara or should I say a smug bastard madara? #oblivious to finally aware Tobirama #that poor man #*whistles innocenty* #already shared this on my discord first #amsen writes

[katanaski]

Bakugou climbing into bed after one of your fights.

He doesn't say anything when he softly opens the door to your bedroom — having layed on the couch for hours on end,hands tucked behind his head and his brows furrowed with the dying embers of his anger and the twisting pain of his heart braking when he hears you begin to cry—

He doesn't say anything(doesn't make a sound)when he slowly makes his way down the small hallway towards your bedroom.

He doesn't say anything when he soflty opens the door and sees you laying in the bead across the room ,curled in on yourself. He doesn't say anything either when he hears your tiny muffled sniffles— having cried yourself to sleep— the lamp on your bedside table still on—bathing the room in a soft orange glow— the same lamp he always remembers to turns off because you can't sleep otherwise.

He doesn't say anything— but he feels his knees nearly give in,he feels his heart twist painfully in his chest— seeing you there,crying even in your sleep,holding onto dear life to his discarded black shirt clutching it tightly between your fingers,hugging it close to your chest— your nose pressed against the neckline

' I love how you smell baby' you always say when you're clinging onto his shoulders, your nose buried against his neck.

He doesn't say anything— he undresses slowly,he's careful not to wake you when he turns the little nub on the lamp, the click it makes sound louder than usual in the silence of your room— shutting it off.

Katsuki doesn't say anything has he climbs in bed next to you,reaching down for the comforter and pulling it over both of your bodies. He doesn't say anything as he lays his head lower than where his pillow is. He doesn't say anything when wraps his arm around your waist and brings you closer to his body as his forehead finds it's place between your shoulder blades.

Katsuki doesn't say anything until he feels the way your body relaxes on instinct as soon has he's touched you— not until he hears you hiccup one last time before you happily uhmm and curl away from the cold wall and onto the warmth of his body— not until your dainty hand reaches for his in the dark and laces your pinkys together that he finally speaks— voice cracking from the lack of use.

'I love you —fuck baby I'm sorry...I am an asshole— i am an asshole but I'm yours if you'll still have me'

#don't know where this came from #nearly made myself cry but #but yeahhh #Bakugou doesn't seem the type to outwardly apologize after a fight #he'll show you how sorry he is in his own quite way #with small gestures..subtle touches..trying to make his voice softer..less gruff when speaking to you #I....IDK... #I'm so soft rn ok #bye #quiet** #I'm high #i should ho to bed #byeee #—bakuthots♡

[simonsapelsin]

Nearly twenty years in the future. Wilhelm and Simon never got back together and have not been in touch. Simon has been off pretty much everyone's radar. Wilhelm abdicated in his 20s and is now very wealthy, lonely, and full of regret.

Hillerska closes down, sits neglected for several years, and then Wilhelm quietly purchases the property. He starts spending a lot of time there, too much time, roaming the silent, dusty halls like a ghost, weeping in his old dorm bed, reliving all his happiest and most heartbreaking school memories.

He finally tells Felice about it, lets her in on his secret. She convinces him to let her fix the place up and throw a 20th high school reunion there.

The night of the reunion finally comes and Wilhelm sits outside in his parked car, trying to calm his breathing, steady his racing heart. The turnout appears to be great based on the number of cars in the lot, and Felice has done an incredible job decorating and organizing the whole thing. But he doesn't want to talk to these people, doesn't want to field the incessant questions about Ex-Crown Prince Wilhelm's pathetic life, doesn't want to fake it. The forced smiles, the uncomfortable embraces, the false promises to get back in touch, to rekindle friendships that never existed.

There's only one person he wants to see tonight. He just wants to see him, even just a glimpse, to prove that he's alive, that he really exists on Earth, not just in his dreams. That the happiness he once felt was real.

Bzzzz bzzzzz. He gets a text. It's from Felice.

Wille, where are you? He's here!

Five minutes later.

You're coming, right? He's asking about you.

Ten minutes later.

Wille?

#young royals #yr fanfic #sorry #don't know where this came from #what happens next? #fic ideas

[xanqa]

Kevin Day and Neil Josten are Adrien Agreste kinnies, change my mind

let me present my case:

Neil:

yearns freedom from his father

alternative identities

pretends to be someone else

dead mum

lowkey isolated from the world

oblivious to any romance

Kevin:

always in the spotlight, or used to be in Kevin's case

uhh green eyes?

caged but people dont know it

dead parent

groomed to be good at their profession from a young age

#all for the game #aftg #mlb #miraculous ladybug #neil josten #kevin day #kin stuff #adrien agreste #umm maybe I shouldn't be taking this so seriously #don't know where this came from #yup yup

[kirboner]

Buttercup from the powerpuff girls IS a lesbian I seriously don’t care abt any other opinion. “uhhh what about her crush on the gangster green dude” COMPHET are you kidding me?? Obvious comphet don’t get me started on that. while I’m talking why did they do my girl dirty all the time like her special power is curling her tongue ffs (however +2 for lesbianism SLASH J SLASH LH). anyway buttercup was always my favourite and the show + fanbase misinterpret her too much YES i know its a kids show idc. also the flashforward to her as bimbo is so inaccurate (for all of them tbh lmao) ok she keeps her hair SHORT!! On a more tangential note so many shows that feature ‘tomboy’ or more masculine women use them becoming feminine as a key aspect to their character development/’happy ending’ and Im sick of it. she can learn to be emotionally vulnerable and to rely on others without growing her hair out and wearing lipstick PLEASEE

#don't know where this came from #back to our regularly scheduled blogging #buttercup #ppg #powerpuff girls #me talking

[wishuponastarion]

"oh sorry, i guess i was infodumping again" - sad, shy, apologetic

"you sly dog, you got me monologuing" - cool, strong, confident

#the incredibles #no i don't know where this came from lmao #neurodivergence

[catboyrichardkarinsky]

I've never watched a single episode of spn but I've been thinking about the implications of being stuck inside a meme

#supernatural #spn #castiel #dean winchester #i seriously don't know where this thought came from

[itchylimpet]

Random parent stories are the strangest thing sometimes

We're watching something about Easter Island (I think? Unless that was an ad; I'm mostly reading, honestly) and Mum, out of nowhere, just said that her cousin's husband was on one of those bomber planes that crashed in New Guinea(?)

Upon questioning, yes, she meant he died there and not that he'd been flying them and survived

And then there was an aside about his son, who was roughly her age, and that they were good friends and he'd given her her childhood dog, and then dropped communication with everyone and now she doesn't know if he's even alive

I just... that was a lot, in quick succession, and now she's just casually watching her documentary again

#apparently he was a chess grand master #The son not the dead father #and the son also had red hair #i just #don't know where this came from

[sugarlywhispers]

the sudden thought of bakugou katsuki sending an audio to his s/o while at the gym, where he speaks IN BETWEEN GASPS AND GRUNTS AND EVEN GROWLS BECAUSE OF THE AMOUNT OF WEIGHT HE'S LIFTING WHILE ALSO TALKING ABOUT WHAT YOU WOULD LIKE FOR DINNER AND SUGGESTING MEALS OR PLEACES TO GO IF YOU WANT AND THEN HE SAYS, "Ugh... whatever you... mmh... want, baby, it's yours..." AND HE EXHALES FUCKING SEXILY AS THE SOUND OF THE WEIGHT DROPPING IS HEARD.

— I'M DYING HELP.

#DON'T @ ME #I DON'T KNOW WHERE THIS CAME FROM #I EVEN HATE WHEN MEN DO ALL THOSE SOUNDS AT THE GYM #BUT THEN... #BAKUGOU KATSUKI #AND THE THOUGHT WAS: FUCK YEAH HE WOULD DEF SOUND SO FREAKING SEXYYYYYY #okay ill stop now goodnight #mha fanfiction #bnha fanfiction #mha bakugou katsuki #katsuki bakugou x reader #bnha bakugou katsuki #bakugou x reader #mha smut #bnha smut #mha imagines #mha headcanons #mha scenarios #bnha scenarios #bnha imagines #mha bakugo katsuki

[mistmarauder]

#don't even ask where this came from because i really don't know #vibes #poll

[bewareofthenewphannie]

(not so) very serious 2024 predictions:

they drop an album of their most iconic little songs. they change nothing about the original sounds except that they have dan dramatically playing the piano after every track to hit those 30 seconds.

the phouse address is leaked and it turns out to be a filming set. both they and us do not acknowledge this fact ever again.

phil announces a book. it's about keeping houseplants alive but is very clearly just a thinly veiled metaphor for something else. nobody can quite agree on what that something else is and fights ensue. (when it's released in 2025 it turns out to be a book about houseplants. nothing more.)

dan and phil are guests on some british cooking show. they are incredibly domestic but more shockingly, actually capable of making edible food. at some point dan very briefly catches fire.

they start a podcast where they interview people but it's painfully obvious that the person being interviewed is just one of them doing a weird voice.

dan starts being very active on tumblr. he doesn't interact with anything even remotely connected to him or the phandom and instead posts exclusively black and white aesthetics. nobody thinks too much about it until one day it turns out it was all an elaborate scheme to announce a tour.

#i don't know where any of this came from I'm sorry #dan and phil #2024 predictions