#just a thought 🥹

[whattheheckmidoriya]

Levi taking up beading after the war. He's still getting used to the technicalities of his injuries and the new limitations they pose in his life, so he starts looking for ways to keep his hands busy.

Pottery is too messy and strains his back. Knitting and crocheting test his patience just a bit more than he'd like. Baking bores him as he spends enough time in the kitchen as it is in his tea shop.

But beading seems to have hit a sweet spot for him. It's simple enough, keeps his mind at work, and you seem to enjoy it as well. That makes it all the more enticing to him.

He's meticulous about his work. Levi doesn't have a collection of beads; he simply buys what he needs— what he thinks you'll like. He was never one for bright colors, but they look so lovely on you.

The memory of you frowning because you didn't have nice earrings to match with your new dress lingers at the back of his mind. Just a week later, he'd gifted you a new pair of earrings that perfectly complemented the outfit.

He scoffs at himself lightly. Humanity's Strongest spending his new life making silly little trinkets and accessories? It sounded almost ridiculous.

But the twinkle of joy in your eyes, your soft gasps of surprise, and squeals of excitement makes it all so, so worth it.

#just a thought 🥹 #IM GONNA CRY #IMAGINE HIM BEING ALL SHY ABOUT IT #LIKE HOW HE'D BE SO BASHFUL AFTER FINISHING HIS FIRST ATTEMPT AT A BRACELET OR SOMETHING #AND HE JUST WANTS YOU TO WEAR IT BUT IS SO??? SHY TO ASK #IM GONNA SOB OMG #pau talks #levi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #captain levi x reader #captain levi x you #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman headcanons #levi ackerman x you

[sailorbuckley]

steve and billy calling each other “prince” 😵‍💫😵‍💫💘

#billy walking into family video: how’s my prince doing? #steve: drops all the tapes he was holding as little hearts float all around him like in cartoons #robin: i feel so single and you two haven’t even properly greeted each other yet #just a thought 🥹 #harringrove #my post

[zipsunz]

universally loved 💐

here's a version with all of the senders labelled!

#omori #omori sunny #omori spoilers #my art #sunny who has always thought that all he does is take #never giving anything back... a deep-seated insecurity omori readily throws in his face #but just in the span of three days he made an impact on so many people's lives. all from just listening and doing little errands. #even at his absolute lowest sunny still yearned for human connection and a sense of belonging #and there's smth incredibly bittersweet abt the achievement being named after what basil thought hero was most of all #the person sunny looked up to as much as his own sister #i just really like sunny 🥹

[willowser]

lately i've just been thinking so much about bakugou with a kid in sports, like. you're at the softball game and have to hold his hand the entire time to stop him from doing an aggressively whispered "fuck yeah!" and fistpump every time your daughter makes it to another base without getting tagged. and if she does get out, he's the first, and loudest, one to call "horseshit!!!!"

every other game the coach is pulling you aside to have a serious conversation about "sportsmanship", and even though he's the offender, katsuki is long gone, off on the field, carrying your daughter out on his shoulders while LOUDLY commending her for "squashing those nerds".

#he's sooooo competitive THROUGH HIS CHILD #he's egging them on to 'take that kid down!!!!!' and you're like. honey. this is flag football. they're seven. #LMAOOOOO #it's just so funny ajdnsudnsj #and you know he's waiting for them as soon as the game is over #whether they win or lose 🥹 and he's hoisting his champ up 🥹🥹🥹 #✿ thoughts: bakugou #✿ theme: dad bakugou #cw children

[hyunpic]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HYUNJIN 🖤

#hyunjin #skz #bystay #staydaily #gifs #stray kids #love u with every fiber found within me. no one has ever impacted my life quite like you #i will be thinking about you even at the ends of the world #I WILL NEVER LET U GOOO O OO OO. OOOOOH my everything forever and ever like we are 4lyfers for real #if he asked i would hand pick stars from the sky for him just like flowers #😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞😞❤️❤️ #idk why im getting so emotional rn like woah hh h woahhh woahhh #ive never been more proud and excited to be a fan of someone #the passion love and care u put in to everything u do is unmatched and #im looking forward to future knowing how u want to improve at things u love #even though to me u are perfect rn as u are #but the thought of u wanting to show us even greater things in the future makes me vibrate #thank u for being u and bringing light and love to my life every day 🥹 #i hope the whole universe brings u all the love back u give to it #YIPPIEEEWW MIGHT OF SHED A TEAR #HAPPY BDAY MY LOVIEEEEEEEEE ILYYYYYYY

[frownyalfred]

Bruce has the “dad voice” and it’s a shock to every resident of the Manor when he uses it

#you know the voice #the dad voice #makes you freeze and stop doing whatever you’re doing #I just hc he almost never raises his voice so #bruce wayne #batman #dc #batfamily #thoughts #Alfred is like 🥹 my boy

[bodega-catto]

If you die,

I die.

But if I die,

eat properly,

get enough sleep.

Meet new people.

Live a happy life.

And when you think of me occasionally,

Remember that I will love you,

for eternity.

Via~ fluffy_floppy_friday (on Tiktok)

#jjk #gojo satoru #satosugu #geto suguru #jujutsu kaisen #sugusato #gego #this took me so long bc I was pasting the pic with tears in my eyes #MY ICLOUD #anyway yea I’ve just been feeling angsty about them #when am I not #I read this poem and I thought about how Suguru would have wanted satoru to live a happy life #but satoru denied it #the only person that could see him was dead #he really was satoru Gojo because he was the strongest when he died #he lowkey cursed him when he said that #anyway 😂😂😂😂😂😅😅😅😅🥹🥹🥹🥹😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 #moving on

[baeshijima]

mmm thoughts of private executioner!blade, who is high priestess!kafka's bodyguard. well, more like her guard dog, as many fearfully seem to think.

he is aloof and gruff and rough around the edges, his name capturing it perfectly. when in the eyes of the public he either keeps to himself or stands ready by kafka's side, but when out he lurks in the shadows ready and waiting to carry out her death orders.

you, yourself, haven't had very many pleasant encounters with him... if you can even call them that. that being said, you haven't had many pleasant encounters with anyone. notorious for your... less than pleasant disposition, for a lack of better words, you have more people who'd rather see you run through than those you can call a friend.

in a dog-eat-dog world, you had no choice but to protect yourself. that, however, ultimately became your demise.

"oh? so you're the one sent to kill me. can't say i'm all that surprised."

standing before you is the feared executioner. his sword is tucked inside the sheath attached to his hip, that ever-present dark swirl of an aura stifling the air. he doesn't say anything, instead opting to silently stare down at your slumped and worn-out form. you find that his gaze doesn't bother you; rather, it's oddly comforting knowing someone will see you in your last moments.

"i've never asked you for a favour before, so this will be my first and last request for you." in all honesty, you're not sure where this chattiness stems from. considering you're currently in a holding cell under the crime of attempted murder towards kafka (a poisoned wine you were most definitely framed for, though you can't say you were surprised) and are awaiting for your turn to be under the guillotine for your public execution, you probably should be a little desperate towards the private executioner in front of you.

and yet, your mind is nothing if not peaceful.

with a huff, you relay your request, "can you make sure it's quick? painless, preferably, but i'd rather you just get it over and done with."

silence blankets the cold chambers. moisture accumulated along the cobble ceiling drip in a steady rhythm, like a clock ticking away the seconds. it's unnerving, almost, how there is not a single sound other than your impending countdown.

"why?" comes his low mutter, effectively causing a ripple within the stagnant air. you almost think you misheard him, but his following words cease the thought, "why won't you ask me for help?"

had it not been for the abrupt shuffle and clanging against the metal bars, you would have never looked up to see him in your last moments.

his scarred hands gripping the metal until his knuckles turn a ghastly white and blood dripping from his palms is what greets your sight. as your gaze slowly trails up, you almost let loose a laugh of disbelief; who would have thought blade, the infamous guard dog of the high priestess, could make such a desperate expression? one looking as though his whole world crumbled before him, in which he can do nothing but sit and watch.

(you will never know of the anger and desperation which coursed through his veins the moment he heard of your predicament. had it been anyone else, he wouldn't have cared. but you're not anyone else; you're you — unapologetically, wholeheartedly. it didn't take him long to hunt down those behind it, cutting them down without thought and putting an end to their miserable lives. he rushed as soon as he could when kafka gave him the order, no thoughts other than you, you, you, occupying his mind.

you will never know of the anguish which overcame him when he found you in such a state, your once healthy complexion and defiant gaze reduced to nothing but a tiredness which had always sat quietly behind your disposition. he's almost positive the muscle which unwillingly keeps him alive tore at the seems from your request, the acceptance in which you displayed causing his mind to go astray. even as he damn-near begs you to rely on him for help — to run away with him to some place no one knows of you and start anew there — you merely smile, resigned and peaceful.

you will never know of how much blade is willing to put on the line for you, for you never made it to see the complete and utter carnage he wrecked in your name.)

#what was initially a teehee shower thought became an ueue scenario #this was going somewhere and and then it got longer and longer and then took a severely angsty turn wtf #originally was going to keep this on the blog but then i cried at the end and decided it had to be let free <//3 #im sorry blade i love u i really do but that just means i need to put u through the emotional wringer haha... ha... a.... #oh and also blade is kafkas bodyguard bc she promised to help find a way to cure him of his curse #(<- the mara/immortality equivalent wow we love unneeded lore !) #and yeah. this is me saying i have too many ideas and aus and idk what to do with myself so im blurting them out here #this is yet another cry for help 🥹 #sophie talks : concepts <3 #blade x reader #honkai star rail x reader #hsr x reader #blade x you #honkai star rail x you #hsr x you #honkai star rail imagines #hsr imagines

[stbot]

til death do us part: think pink!

#grease rise of the pink ladies #grease rotpl #rise of the pink ladies #rotpl #grease spoilers #hazel robertson #jane facciano #olivia valdovinos #nancy nakagawa #cynthia zdunowski #i think i need a gif tag #the pinks!! #hazel in pink 🥹 #we've been building all season to this and we got it! #look i need a season two just to get more of hazel and the gang interacting #she spent so much time with buddy we were robbed of hazel having girl friends #i need it! #also 'think pink' is top 5 songs of the season for sure #also the middle gif reminds me of something from the craft and now i'm having Thoughts. #super brain ‘science is just crazy theories with evidence’ hazel

[akajustmerry]

"I kept believing that you were not gone forever. I still believe that."

The Walking Dead: The Ones Who Live | What We (2024). Dir. Michael Slovis. Written by Danai Gurira.

#twdedit #towledit #richonne #danai gurira #andrew lincoln #the walking dead #tv #I'm making gifs btw I just made these caps to figure out colouring but thought I'd post them because 🥹😁 #/

[fromtheseventhhell]

If we get a scene of Arya crowning Jon, it needs to parallel the scene of Jon gifting Needle to Arya for me. A personal scene between the two of them that's about their unconditional love for each other. It isn't about Jon becoming King but about Arya supporting him in the same way he supported her. "Girls get the arms but not the swords. Bastards get the swords but not the arms" come full circle with two outcasts supporting each other occupying spaces that society says they can't

#arya stark #jon snow #asoiaf #a song of ice and fire #and it goes without saying that Jon will continue to support Arya's non-conformity when they reunite #I've seen a lot of people frame this theory as though we think that Arya is going to /make/ Jon King but that isn't the case for me #it's about their love and support for each other and Arya passing Robb's crown onto Jon would be a full-circle moment for both of them #The thought of them having a more mature conversation where they both discuss their insecurities is just so 🥹 #/Jon will want me even if no one else does/ /she could always make Jon smile/ their relationship is just elite I don't make the rules #Their scenes in AGOT aren't enough I need them attached at the hip when they reunite! #either way their reunion is going to destroy me 😭

[kitamars]

growing moss

#im so emotional about farewell shinsengumi and baragaki you don’t even KNOW #im obsessed witht his asshole chainsmoker as well it’s quite emotionally taxing #gin-chan needs to stop dropping lines that take over my brain for weeks #anyways #baby toshiiiiiii 🥹 #he’s just an itty bitty lad who deserves a loving home #and he gets dragged into one kicking and screaming #as one should #one day i’ll get my thoughts in order but for now im just (loud wailing noises) #the found family in gintama. man #hijikata toushirou #gintama hijikata #gintama #ok bye

[willowser]

you don't know how much comfort your dragon king bkg drabble has given me ever since you posted it!! i keep reading it i love it sm 🥹

as it turns out, the man bakugou is — a bit harder to handle.

he sleeps like a heathen; you once thought the dragon bakugou to be a bit lazy, with how often he tended to curl up in the fields of grass, warm under the sun, but now — it would seem his little human form needs significantly less rest.

almost up all hours of the day, and when he does finally lay down, he's everywhere. a mess of limbs: one thrown carelessly out to the side and the other bent at an angle you can't believe doesn't hurt his joints. his head stays tucked into you somehow, either buried in your neck or pressed against your ribs — or you'll wake to find him nose-to-nose with you. he still snores like a dragon, however.

you're also beginning to wonder if there is a bottom to the pit of his stomach. he ate much before, whole fields of things, but you expected that appetite to dwindle, at least a little, now that his stomach has decreased considerably in size. and in number ? you're not even sure how many stomachs a dragon has; that's not something that was mentioned in the fairytales.

it burns through him quickly, gives him more energy than he needs, and it doesn't ever seem to affect his weight much. already, he's huge and thick with muscle and eating as much as he does never dulls the severity of his cut abdomen. not that you're looking all that much.

— not that you have a choice not to, as he seems to have little-to-no understanding of —

the door to the bathhouse kicks open, with enough force that you already know who it is without ever turning to look. you try not to shriek when you see him, because he seems to like that in some evil, impish way.

you've been alone to wash so far, thankfully, as the inn you'd managed to find was small and far enough out from the nearest kingdom that the occupancy was low — enough for you and your little brute.

the man bakugou comes to stand in front of the bath, blinking and huffing against the steam. finding clothes for him was — nearly impossible, and so the trousers you'd found hanging on someone's line outside fit above his ankles, a bit too tight around his waist. instead of a shirt, you've wrapped him in a scratchy linen, swaddled him up like a baby to cover the small smattering of scales that decorate his body, almost like freckles from the sun, though they gleam just as bright and red as they ever have. no matter his form.

a horn has started to sprout, on the right side of his forehead, and you've done your best to cover that, too.

you have no idea how long this man thing will last. if it's permanent or if he even has control over it. the last thing you need is for him to switch back, somehow, while you're in the middle of feeding him, absolutely demolishing whatever tavern you're in and calling all of king todoroki's guards to attention.

bakugou grunts, almost sleepy, and tosses a fat, weighty sack onto the edge of the bath. it jingles a certain jingle that makes your heart stop.

"oh, allfather—" you move for the edge, awkwardly keeping one arm against your chest despite the fact that he's seen it all by now. when you peek inside and confirm your fears, you lob it back to him furiously, as if it were a steaming potato. "where do you keep getting this stuff?"

things have started to turn up, miraculously. shiny things — like coins and rings and gems. things he could not have simply found rolling around in the dirt.

"go put it back!" you hiss at him, and the tone of your voice makes his frown deepen. you never realized how pouty he was, when he was still a dragon.

you think he understands you, and you're pretty certain he just chooses not to listen; instead of doing what you've told him in the slightest, he simply dumps the coin-purse to the floor, and then lets his linen and stolen trousers cover it as he unceremoniously undresses.

the biggest issue that you would say the man bakugou poses is — his complete lack of understanding of personal space.

"bakugou!" your voice wavers, shocked again by his nakedness. as if you haven't seen it all by now. "no, you — get out!"

but he does the exact opposite, which is hop into the steaming water, ignoring the arm you hold out to keep him away as he saddles up beside you. skin against scales, pressing a nose into your hair to huff out his annoyance, to make it something you can feel.

if anyone were to walk in right now, they would — probably think the lie you'd told the innkeeper was true. that you are a simple traveler and this is your mute, over-sized husband.

regardless, you think this behavior isn't polite. especially in a public bathhouse.

"bakugou," you try again, turning your face away as you speak to the wood-paneled wall. "i'm taking a bath, you have to wait your turn."

all you receive in response is another huff against your ear and a low rumble of disagreement from his chest.

he has yet to speak back, and has only used inhuman sounds as his points of conversation. the only word you've ever heard him utter is oi, which he does when he really thinks he needs your attention. you're starting to wonder if he's named you that in his head. oi.

curiously, you turn back to him and the movement has him pulling his face from your hair, just enough that he can look down at you, too. watch you, with the red-rippled sea in his eyes.

they're — amazing, you will admit. just as bright and detailed as they always have been. fit for a fairytale told by the fire, veiled by the soft-ash of his lashes. he watches you through them, half-lidded, and you wonder if it's something other than fatigue that has them so heavy.

"do you know what i'm saying?" you ask quietly, voice lacking the firm heat you want it to. instead it's heavy, too, weighted by something soft and unfamiliar and frightening. "can you even understand me?"

bakugou doesn't respond, not with a huff or a rumble or ever a purr, like the one he let out on the night he lay over you by the lake. you've only heard it sparingly since then, oftentimes in his sleep when his face is pressed into you.

you try not to frown at his silence, try not to let it disappoint you because it shouldn't; he's a dragon afterall, and you're not sure what it matters. the little horn protruding from his forehead catches your eye and you reach up to touch it gently, watching him blink away the water that drips from your wrist — and then he's turning into you again, too close.

beneath the water, you feel his hands skate up your bare thighs, wrap around your waist until your chest is pulled flush against his. you feel his huff, again, against the damp skin of your neck but it's slower, lighter. not laced with his frustration. some unknown thing you feel guilty for liking.

you drop your hand to his hair, rushing full force into all the damned things you've thought about doing but have been too afraid to. he's soft between your fingers, and you trace your nails lightly against his scalp until he groans quietly; a new noise, one you don't know how to translate.

your fingers stop when they brush upon little spines that have grown at the base of his skull, that have started to trail down the center of his back.

suddenly, tangled up in the bath with him, you wonder how much time you have left.

bakugou huffs again into your skin, a little fiercer this time, and it's because of his light jostling that you realize how rigid you've gone. you try to relax so that he will, too, though you must not do a convincing job, because a sharp nip comes to your earlobe.

"ow!" you squeal, but he doesn't let you go far, not even as you try to jerk away from him. in fact, the harder you try the more his teeth show: into your cheek and the point of your jaw and then dangerously low on your neck.

it's not until you finally freeze that he stops, huffing again, with a warmth that burns more than the steaming water.

and then, very quietly, he grumbles, "shitty wife," into your collarbone, just before biting you again.

#anon dear friend i am so happy you have enjoyed it !!! and that it has comforted you in some way !! #i am wrapping you up in a big hug and so is our bratty lil dragon🥹 #this message was just so cute and i wanted to write more for you !!! #this is all for you my peach my plum 😌 thank you for being here and reading my silly things !! giving me a reason to share them !!! #how fuuuuunnnn i am enjoying him way too much LOL #he's a brat !! a biter !!! he does what he wants !!! #god this is going to become a thing on here isn't it LOL might as well start a tag because i have much more to say !! #the lil world-building i have done for this in my mind...you have no i dea LOL #thank you again dearest !! #he he he he said THIS IS MINE 😊 #and by this he means YOU 👀 #๑ remember me love: bakugou ๑ #✿ willow writes #✿ ask willow #✿ thoughts: bakugou

[rainymoodlet]

oh, and an update on alsace? still confused 🦇

#ts4 #ts4 gameplay #ts4 screenshots #ts4 vampires #ts4 challenge #ts4 legacy challenge #;tjolg3 #;tjol3 #sim: alsace #|| #he is so fuhschluggina’ handsome with his hair up hoo #i hope everyone is doing well!! thank you for the love on my new nsb 🥹 #its weird bouncing between so many gps but i’m freeing myself of the #story post pressure ocd 😂 #he’s just here… lookin’ gorgeous #but i think he’s a little more confused abt the fact that he’d really like #for rowan to stick around 👀 hmmm #maybe he’s not as much of a loner as he thought!! #and yes… that is moonpetal 👀 intriguing…

[kimis-gloves]

bdnsbdnsbd

#NO THOUGHTS JUST POUTY PASTRY #formula 1 #f1 #formula one #op81 #oscuuhhh #oscar youre so pretty #lando x oscar #oscar piastri #the way hes just like >:3 HSHSHSH #melts🥹

[rambamthxman]

"Stevie!"

Steve turned from where he was trying to unlock his car, trying to figure out who was calling his name at this god awful hour. He had to stay late to cover for Robin who was off being lame (on a hot chocolate date with Chrissy).

To his surprise and absolute pleasure, he found none other than Munson beaming at him with that big goofy grin of his.

Steve's momentarily awestruck at the way his friend looks, red cheeks and chin tucked away behind a handmade scarf (courtesy of Claudia).

He's also wearing the new jacket that Steve helped him pick out after much of the Munson belongings were lost. Big, thick, and warm. Comical looking on Eddie's lanky frame.

Eddie looks... adorable. Steve can't help the fond smile that spreads upon his face, giving the metalhead a little finger wave as he trudges over to him with the boots Eddie helped him pick out.

Steve's night is already a little bit better.

Happy Holidays one and all!

#stranger things #steddie #steddie fanart #eddie munson #steve harrington #rambamthxman art! #just a blurb idk #just the thought of Steve being relieved to see Eddie after a hard day at work #and Eddie being all bundled 🥹