on top of all the high blood pressure Oliver is causing me right now, I can't stop thinking about a platonic(ish) buddie slowdance in their ruined suits
I think my favorite breed of RenHeng is definitely:
Even in the Shackling Prison, Dan Heng had just enough memories of Yingxing to be hopelessly, achingly in love with the man despite never meeting him in his current life, spending years agonizing over the cognitive dissonance of wanting to leave every single shred of his previous incarnation behind but being unable and unwilling to let go of the exquisite gentleness and warmth of that one person--
Only to be told that Blade is Yingxing. That his greatest source of horror and anger is the same person whose calloused fingers nightly trace the line of his cheek in his favorite dream, the one that used to make Dan Heng feel like a treasure, like something worth keeping--
And how, how is it fair that he's still being punished? How deep are the sins of his past that he isn't even allowed to keep the illusion of being wanted? How could Dan Feng take every fleeting glimmer of Yingxing's love and leave Dan Heng with only his hate?
How is he supposed to live, having all these broken, beautiful memories--and still having nothing at all?
a howl’s moving castle polin au where colin is howl and pen is sophie like just imagine 🥺 the ending scene of the movie where the wind blows and they kiss 🥹🥹🥹
We need a devilman adaptation that’s made by devilman fans except they’re all neurodivergent and hyperfixated on it and we also collectively physically overpower corporate if they try to make any changes
I want to write some reader-insert fics, but instead of romance you're a tired traveler on the Greyhound or Amtrak and the character is the weirdo sitting next to you.
i'm ngl that is GOOD SHIT TO ME 🤌 forbidden clandestine relationship being challenged in the face of danger???? THE COMEDIC POTENTIAL OF THE CREW KNOWING BUT PRETENDING NOT TO, AND AT THE SAME TIME HIDING IT FROM STARFLEET BRASS?????
Imagine Ted coming home late from an away match and sneaking into bed behind you and tucking you into your chest, one thick arm wrapped around your waist, careful not to wake you. Waking up and realizing you're enveloped in his grasp, turning in his arms to kiss him awake...
I know at this point it’s very unlikely for the Tsukuyomi theory to be true (I can still dream tho) but I keep thinking about it and just how funny that would be.
Like I just know Yato and Yukine would have an absolute come apart about it not because “holy shit Yato is tsukuyomi” but because “holy shit you mean to tell me we’ve been trying to make this absolute dumpster fire of a god into a well known and loved god of fortune WHEN HE WAS LITERALLY TSUKUYOMI THE WHOLE TIME!?”
The way I could ACTUALLY make him so much worse. Like, yeah, he kills people, but at least he has a (semi) plan. What if he killed because he needed something to do????? God forbid men have hobbies
Not to be dramatic but if Sarah J Maas ever re-wrote ACOTAR but entirely from The Court of Dreams’ POV’s I wouldn’t just buy it I’d launch my credit card at her head