#thought of this while doing the dishes

[lover-of-mine]

Me talking to an invisible audience as I wash the dishes: no, but the thing is, if buddie gets together but Eddie is the one who makes the move for it, with Buck's history, there will always be the question if this is Buck settling for anyone who loves him just because it makes sense, Eddie is his best friend and that's the fantasy, right? But considering the way Buck acts with love, we will be left wondering if Buck is not just going with it out of fear of losing what Eddie represents in his life. So Buck needs to be the one to walk up to Eddie and say "I love you, do you want me?" because the same way Eddie needed to learn he's allowed to want things, Buck does too, Buck needs to realize he doesn't have to just go with it when it comes to the people he loves, that he's allowed to ask for things. And the whole "oh but Eddie needs to choose", well, Eddie always chooses, the way he makes the choices himself all the time is literally what breaks his marriage, but even so, Eddie has been choosing Buck over and over, after the ambulance, and the tsunami, and the lawsuit, and with the will, and so on. And well, Buck is much more of an action person, he needs to look around himself and go for it. He needs to be the one to say it.

#i was talking to myself while doing the dishes #this is based in truth lol #911 #buddie thoughts

[adrianasunderworld]

Silly Twst thought of the day: The first years are hanging out, the conversation goes to childhood nostalgia. Shows and games they used to play back home when they were little. Yuu/Isabelle can't relate some of the experiences they had. The shows and toys that were iconic here did not exist back home and vice versa. When they asked what she did as a kid, her first thought was "Well, I used to play this game called Tarzan."

"What's that?"

"It's easy, I'll show you." She has them all sit in a circle and explained the rules, that they had their hand overlap one another and clap the hand of the person next to them as they sang the song.

"Tarzan the Monkey Man. Swinging from a Rubber Band. Tick Tock Tick Tock, what color was his blood?"

Isabelle: Green!

Ace: G

Jack: R

Epel: E

Deuce:E

Isabelle: N!

Sebek: OW! Why would you hit me so hard!?

Isabelle: That's the point! Youre supposed to hit the person as hard as you can on the last letter. You were supposed to move your hand out the way as fast as possible so I would hit myself.

Ortho: The objective of your school yard games is to inflict pain?

Isabelle: Yes. And it was fun.

Sebek: Do over! I will not be bested by a human like this!

Cue everyone trying to smack each other.

@mangacupcake @marrondrawsalot @writing-heiress @the-weirdos-mind

#twisted wonderland #twst oc #miss yuu #twst yuu #twst first years #isabelle rosa #jack howl #sebek zigvolt #ace trappola #deuce spade #epel felmier #ortho shroud #thoughts while doing dishes

[carlyraejepsans]

i wish i had more energy to draw and plot lately i NEED to make the insane daemoverse flowisk situationship real. i need you guys to see my vision

#they're the only ones that understand each other they're the only ones marred from the same mistakes #nobody else can understand the way save power changes you and they don't know how to live with it afterwards #but hell if they're not going to stick around each other to see what happens next #there's a chara shaped hole carved into both of their chests and they want it back they can't bear being alone again. but they have to #and so they cling to each other. because who else will understand? #and they are FREAKS!!!!!!! #a freak and a frea(s)k #also it's been like 12 years since the barrier broke. what does it mean to grow up after you spent so long stuck in stasis #what does it mean to Change and develop past the solidity of what you thought you were #also they're really stupid roommates frisk keeps eating raw ramen blocks to avoid doing the dishes #they have one of those mad detectives corkboard with the red string going everywhere which is almost impossible to walk through #because flowey handles it and he keeps ignoring the fact that he's 2ft tall while frisk. isn't. lol #also the corkboard is 70% investigation and 30% them bickering about stupid bullshit as commentary #the post it situation in the flat is insane #daemo tag #frisk #flowey

[feathersnflowers]

being pansexual brings a whole new meaning to "doing the dishes"

#Idk #I thought of this while doing dishes (and it's stupid) #pansexual #pansexual memes #lgbtq+ #lgbtq memes #lgbtq+ memes

[kingkatsuki]

Flustering Bakugou while he’s at work because texting him that you’re doing when the most mundane things makes him hard.

#just imagining texting him that you’re doing the dishies or laundry #and he’s now imanging bending you over the machine while it’s on a cycle or eating you out from the back while you wash dishes #and he blames you for these depraved thoughts because it’s all your fault #you did this to him you made him like this #text him that you’re doing some boring report at work and he’s daydreaming about how pretty you look sat at your desk #and how much prettier you’d look bent over it

[aizawas-upper-left-wisdom-tooth]

Isekaied Hero™, breaking down the front doors to the Demon King™'s castle. Their party is right behind them, ready for the fight!

Hero™: "SHOW YOURSELF DEMON KING™!!!"

From out of the shadows a dark, hulking form emerges. The most sexy, rough, badass, daddy material of a demon man comes sauntering forward. His lumbering stature, thick mussels, and dark aura casts an intimidating air about the entire throne room. He reaches out a hand and from the ground, a large blade emerges and slowly, perfectly, raises itself into his awaiting leather clad hand. His grip tightens and his bare forearm bulges with the weight, and yet his test swing is steady and shows no more strain than if he were swinging a branch.

Demon King™: "Hero,"

His voice, a deep and clear purr, reverberates throughout the throne room. It seemingly comes from every direction, and leaves a tingling chill in the air.

"I'm going to enjoy decimating you."

Hero™:

Hero™: *Blushing furiously**high pitched uncontrolled giggling* "he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he-he~!!!!"

Party Mage™:"H-hero?! Are you alright?"

Hero™:"ye-!" *clears throat* "yeah! Yes! I'm-" *keeps stealing glances at the Demon King™* *their hand comes up around their mouth* "I'm-FINE!"

Hero™'s party:

Demon King™: "?????????"

Hero™: *Blushes harder*

Party Rouge™: "you've got to be shitting me."

Hero™: "I-" *clears throat again* "I- hng..." *covers face fully with the one hand* *shoulders hunch up to their ears*

Mage™: ".....Why aren't you attacking the Demon King, Hero....."

Demon King™: *suspiciously glances at the other inhabitants of the room, his stance loose, but ready for a fight*

Hero™: *Dares another glance at the Demon King*

Demon King™: *is sexy*

Hero™: "yeah.... No, that's not gonna happen."

Rogue™: "BITCH WHY!!!??? JUST KILL HIM!!!"

Hero™: "TO DO THAT WOULD BE AN AFFRONT TO GOD!!"

Rogue™: "ohmygod-"

Hero™: "I AIN'T NO BLASPHEMER!!"

Mage™: "wHAT DO YOU MEAN 'AFFRONT TO GOD'????!!?!?!?"

Hero™: *gestures wildly at the incredibly attractive (and confused) demon man* "LOOK ME IN THE EYES AND TELL ME THIS MAN IS NOT THE TALL GLASS OF WATER IN THE DESERT THAT IS MY LIFE!!???!?? THAT IS ANY OF OUR LIVES!?!?!?"

Demon King™: *is baffled... Sexily*

Hero™: "I CANT MORALLY KILL THIS MAN!! HE'S CLEARLY THE FINEST WORK OF ART THAT THE CREATOR HAS EVER CREATED!! TO KILL HIM WOULD BE A-A- A SIN!! AND NOT A 'oh, I see you've lied about doing your chores again-' SIN! BUT A 'YOU'VE JUST STABBED GOD IN THE FUCKING FACE' KIND OF SIN!!! I WOULD- I-I-.... NO! no. I won't do it!"

Mage™: "....HES KILLED PEOPLE!!!????! HES PLANNING ON KILLING ALL OF US AND ENSLAVING THE SURVIVORS!?!?!!!!"

Hero™: "yes... But have we considered... He's hot?"

Hero™'s Party: *completely speechless*

Demon King™: *eyes start to squint at the hero, wondering if they are fr*

Hero™: "....Have we considered..... Letting him?"

Rogue™: ".....I'm going to pluck your eyeballs from their sockets and slurp them like jello shots."

#Hero™ is like #If his ass is the last thing i see #it will have been worth it #funny #isekai #writing prompt #idk #i thought of this while doing dishes #hero x villain #hero team #theyer so done with their bullshit #why does no one ever do this? #i would eat that shit up

[acewithobsessions]

Thomas, completely serious: it's called carcinogenic because Carson causes cancer

Mary, laughing in spite of herself: stop we're not supposed to be talking remember

#thoughts I had while doing the dishes #Mary and Thomas would be such a good friendship #Thomas barrow #mary crawley #downton abbey #Charlie Carson #carson

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

i remember being a teenager in the mid-00s and reading good omens in a state of great delight and then getting really into all the wonderful ineffable husbands fanfiction, and genuinely, at that time, i never would have imagined that there would one day be a multi-season tv show of it (starring two of my favorite actors!), and i truly never in a million years would have dared to imagine that it would be telling a canonically romantic aziraphale/crowley love story, complete with kissing

like, that felt so far off the radar of possibility in the mid-2000s that i can't even express it to you. canonically romantic aziraphale/crowley lived on livejournal.com and that was it.

which is to say, just: wow!!!!!!!!! and yay!!!!!!! and what a difference a few decades make!!!!!!

#for some reason that just really hit me while i was doing the dishes just now #like!!!! damn!!!!!!! #it made me feel old #but also really happy to get to witness all the wonderful progress as our world keeps moving forward #dollsome's deep thoughts #good omens #good omens spoilers #good omens 2 spoilers #ineffable husbands #i get that we're at a point now where this pairing being canon onscreen doesn't even necessarily strike you as particularly progressive #but man. thinking back to when i first got into this story and this pairing ....... it's a lot!

[madlad-sadgal]

Nimona AU: Slave/Pet Shapeshifters

This is kinda dark? I guess? And might have some spoilers to the movie. So, ya know, proceed with caution.

In this universe, shapeshifters are actually used as pet/slaves. For a thousand years, the Institute has been taking them in from outside the wall and locking them in the castle where they go through training to then either help knights capture more shapeshifters or sold as pets to the nobles/richer people. The thing is, the knights have to go through a special training that is really hard and harsh and it is literally built to give the nobles an advantage, so although commoners are allowed in the tryouts, not one has even been able to become a knight, until Ballister Boldheart that is. The guy gets selected at tryouts along with Ambrosius, who is from the Goldenloin family, the family with the best records of trained and captured shapeshifters. They train together, fall in love, get together, yada yada yada.

The Director isn't happy with this though, and so she tries to set him up to fail. The knights have one last challenge which is to take care of and train a shapeshifter for a few months, and since the Director is in charge of assigning them their shifters, she gives Bal their hardest one to train who's been in captivity for years and still attacks knights who try to approach her: Nimona. (Her excuse is "Since he's top of the class and has record breaking grades, we might as well give him a challenge.)

Bal ends up doing really well with Nimona and they bond. So, the Director poisons Nimona with something that makes her go feral, escape, and she ends up attacking the queen, and it the midst of trying to get her off of the queen, Ambrosius ends up chopping Bal's arm off. They do some test on Nimona, find out she was poisoned, and immediately everyone turns to Bal as suspect number one and he's thrown in jail. Meanwhile the Queen is in a coma and Am is confused, sad and guilty. Except Nimona knows it wasn't Bal who poisoned her, but she doesn't know who it was, so she breaks him out of jail, they escape, and now they're trying to prove he's innocent.

#do with this what you want #i thought about this while doing the dishes #might make a fic about this #when i finish my other two that is #nimona #ballister boldheart #nimona movie #ambrosius goldenloin #goldenheart #ballister x ambrosius #nimona 2023 #nimona netflix #nimona spoilers

[sisterdivinium]

Mother Superion barely had time to assess the large coat, the expensive hat and the aviator sunglasses all bunched up together into a messy pile located at the edge of her own desk when Jillian noticed her entrance.

“You’re alone?” She asked by way of greeting, peeping behind the nun’s back to make sure. “We should best close the door.”

“And ciao to you too, dottoressa,” Superion replied dryly, watching as Jillian went on to lock them in after looking outside for any other nuns strolling in the corridor.

“You’ll understand my bluntness in a second.” Jillian returned to her companion, gave her an apologetic peck on the lips and soon produced a magazine which she put into Superion’s hands. “You should take a look at this.”

It was a thin little rag, the sort that printed more low-quality paparazzi pictures than it did any sort of meaningful text—when there were any words to go along with the images, typos and grammatical mistakes abounded throughout the extravagant theories “explaining” the ins and outs of the love lives of all sorts and ranks of celebrities, from international movie stars to barely significant internet phenomena boasting of a couple thousand followers online.

Mother Superion might have wondered how and why a woman such as Jillian Salvius would ever have any such dreck in her possession had she not at once recognised what the low-quality paparazzi photograph chosen for that particular issue’s cover revealed: it was an aerial shot, likely the product of a snooping drone, which had captured an inner patio of Jillian’s house—and both of them, Jillian and Mother Superion herself, featured in it, standing suspiciously close together as the nun’s hand stroked the renowned scientist’s cheek.

“This has been out for only some two hours and it is making a hell of a lot of noise already. My PR staff are going completely mad. ArqTech’s social media accounts are being bombarded with either accusations of hypocrisy on my part, secretly seducing the church in the background while fighting it in public, or celebratory messages about ‘crushing the patriarchy of a decadent institution’ through ‘full contact sisterhood’ or something like it. Dozens of extremely suggestive emojis are sprinkled throughout in both kinds.”

Jillian said all this with a wealth of gestures, drawing abstract, nervous shapes in the air, squinting her eyes at every word, as if they stung her tongue with each absurd syllable that escaped her lips.

Suzanne looked down at the magazine again, flipping through some of its pages. A couple more of blurry or pixelated images where she and Jillian could barely be made out adorned a page with a single column of text in a large font over a red background that would make anyone’s eyes water; she couldn’t read the speculation contained therein.

She could likewise not speak her mind on the matter, as Jillian continued her tirade.

“And there’s more, of course there’s more. I regret to inform you that you and I have been…" She grimaced. “Blorbofied. And please don’t ask me how I know that word.”

Mother Superion raised an inquisitive, insistent eyebrow nonetheless. Jillian sighed and submitted.

“… Camila,” she admitted.

The nun pinched the bridge of her nose.

“But what I mean to say is that the internet is simply abuzz with this. We’re being shipped. People are writing fanfiction about us. I don’t know if you know, but that’s when they tell stories—”

“I know what that means, Jillian.”

Catching her off-guard, Suzanne was the one moved to confess by another eyebrow raised high.

“Well, Xena fanfiction didn’t write itself in the nineties, you know.”

Jillian remained speechless for a few seconds more as she attempted to process the information of how the woman standing in front of her, who she had seen kill scores of malevolent men as well as writhe beneath her in pleasure, who wore a habit and a veil and prayed to God every day, was the same person who would write Xena fanfiction in the late nineties and post them on the internet—some of which might still be out there, somewhere.

On second thought, the whole killing men part did make quite a good deal of sense…

“If this has been out for only two hours, how are these people writing stories already?” Suzanne asked, rescuing her from her trance.

Jillian shook her head slightly, as if to dispel the thought of a young Suzanne writing stories of dubious merit and intentions in some corner of the convent when not absorbed by training.

“I don’t know. I haven’t read any—nor will I—but they even came up with a name. They’re calling us ‘doctor superion’.

The look she received as a reply was impenetrable. Jillian couldn’t tell whether Mother Superion despised it or was somehow amused by it.

“But that’s beside the point,” Jillian went on, rather exasperated at the possibilities, “because if I’m getting hell over this, what can it mean for you?”

She reached out to Suzanne’s hands, her touch scared, her eyes pleading.

“Can the Vatican take any sort of action against you? Have I put you in trouble again?”

“This will pass,” Suzanne said to comfort her, cupping her cheek. “You’re talking about the Catholic church. They didn’t even believe women could have any kind of sex for the longest time. They won’t read into a bad picture where I’m doing nothing more apart from touching your face.”

“And the gossip? The articles are multiplying online, the stories—”

“How many stories has the Church survived?”

“Suzanne, don’t fault me for saying this, but I don’t give a fuck about the Church surviving anything—it’s you I’m worried about. If my investors drop out now, I can always find others if I need to, but if they excommunicate you and tear you from the girls—”

“Jillian. I’ve been here for about twenty years. I’ve done worse than touch rich ‘heretic’ women’s faces and they know it. You know it,” she said, looking pointedly at her. “Stop worrying.”

The scientist relaxed, if somewhat against her will. She frowned soon after, however.

“… What do you mean by ‘worse’? How many other ‘worse’ things were you involved with?”

“… A conversation for another day. I think doctor superion has given you enough strong emotions for the time being.”

Jillian laughed despite herself. Mother Superion smiled seeing her unwind.

“I won’t hear the end of this anytime soon,” the owner of ArqTech pondered.

“Hence the detective disguise in coming here when it’s thirty degrees Celsius outside?”

“Well, I wouldn’t want to unwittingly inspire any more fanfics than are already being written, would I? They’d have a field day with it, no doubt… But are you very sure you won’t suffer any repercussions for this?”

Suzanne kissed her.

Jillian attempted to repeat her question, but she found that kissing Suzanne back was quite a balm to her burdened heart—after all, if there were consequences to face either way, might as well deserve them in full.

When they parted to catch their breath, Mother Superion offered her an idea.

“We can say you’ve had a revelation through me, a miracle conversion. Even the Vatican will be glad to hear of it, for once.”

“Excuse you, but I have known what I liked since very early on. You wouldn’t be able to convert me to anything,” Jillian replied with a smirk. She leaned in to kiss Suzanne again, but stopped short thanks to a thought. “Hold on. Did you already have a contingency plan at the ready in case anything like this should happen?”

Mother Superion shrugged lightly.

“I told you. Worse things. In this line of work, it’s always best to look ahead of yourself.”

“Well, I might just run with your version, then. If only to calm these people down for a time.”

“The writers won’t stop.”

“I know. They might go at it even more excitedly. But the public image of the company might still be salvaged.”

“I pray it will. You’re invited to service if you want to show off just how genuine your new quest for God is,” Superion provoked her.

“Please don’t make me,” Jillian said with a laugh, pulling her closer. “I think I prefer private prayer to this whole blasphemer-to-devoted-choirgirl-overnight AU.”

Suzanne chuckled and kissed her again, throwing the gossip magazine away.

“See? Don’t worry about the others. We can write our own story all by ourselves…”

#doctor superion #warrior nun #jillian salvius #mother superion #this is what happens when you decide to write while sleep deprived #i don't usually write comedy but when i do it is utterly nonsensical lol #in earnestness i confess comedy isn't my strong suit. i think aristotle is right when he says it is based on characters “worse than us” #(while tragedy is about characters “better than us”) #and that usually means dumbing down and exaggerating some character traits which might risk losing their voice in the process #but i thought oh to hell with it -- it's not like i'll do this often anyway #and maybe someone might have a laugh the way i did when this came to me as i washed the dishes #narratives and similar

[betweenblackberrybranches]

I just need to rant for a second :)

Screaming into the void please dont judge me

#that feeling when you and the person you live with have to move out of two rooms of your flat because the flooring had to be done there #and your girlfriend just. doesnt. do. anything. unless you strongarm her into it at which point she snaps at you and treats you #like you are unreasonable for not letting her just sit there and ply video games while you do all the work #eventhough its her fault that we didnt even have a full week to prepare for it because she just took the fastest possible appointment for it #when they called her to do the appointment #also sitting there like 'it will be fine we can do it in time' yea no shit because i am actually doing all the fucking work #its not like i usually do almost all the chores anyways #i ask her to help me move her pottet plants she is just like 'no. not because i dont want to help but because i dont want to move them' #why does she have to act as if she is doing me a fucking favour when putting away her own stuff that she never cleans up otherwise anyways #i am tired #like great. let me just do all of the work and then get angry at me when i ask you when you will be able to cook after taking 'me time' #because i have to clean out the kitchen but you thought it was a good idea to bring meat that has to be cooked today #because from tomorrow on we wont have a kitchen for 7 days #but then you definetly wont do the dishes after cooking which means ill have to do it #ontop of all the other stuff #idk im just annoyed #incredibly annoyed

[snekthedemonnoodle]

yes dallon, wear thar dress

#lol i thought of this while doing dishes #dallon weekes #idkhow #idkhowbtfm #the brobecks #better than me #snek talks too much

[kennabeth]

the internet is always hostile to people with ocd but I don't think yall understand the way you've been posting lately has me about to kill myself

#insanely bad times for people with fixations on good/evil i will tell you that #have (hopefully temporarily) unfollowed some people bc their posting is triggering the absolute worst fucking thoughts lately #and blocking tags isnt helping bc people are not tagging and they do not care #'you should be miserable while you sit safe in your home--' i am actually ive been picturing stabbing myself so hard im going to throw up #for the past 20 minutes #i think once i finish this book im uninstalling all my apps except goodreads for a while #says kenna #like. it's not personal. but im already a danger to myself and i do a decent job of controlling that but #i was late to work because i was crying and organizing every dish in the cabinet by color #i will die #🖕🖕🖕 #tw ocd #tw suicidal ideation #idfk

[malice-ov-mercy]

What if Bad Omens decided to add The Worst In Me to the set list for the upcoming Europe tour??? What if for some reason Oli decided to join in sometimes for no reason at all???????

#rambles #don’t mind me #just a thought I had while doing dishes

[alalumin]

My music taste? Oh you mean the Megamind soundtrack

#stavro has a thought #i looive listening to ac dc while doing ciders around the house #i get to dance around while washing the dishes out cleaning my room #*or

[ajaxbread]

Harvey would absolutely have this hung in his clinic somewhere, like it's been plaguing my mind for days

#stardew valley #sdv #like i thought of it while doing dishes like a week ago and it has not left my mind #this needed to exist and it absolutely would be on the wall right behind the counter or smthn