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idk is this anything?

What if them. Is this anything

This whole "simp martin" martin thing has got me thinking

Like

Jon: sex isnt on the table for me

Martin (who still cant even believe he got THIS far): thats not gonna be a problem for me

jon: yeah, don't expect sex me from, I rarely--if ever--desire it

martin, ecstatic at what all that leaves on the table: THAT'S WHERE YOU DRAW THE LINE???

jon, a little horrified: I have never seen anyone so excited to learn that sex is out of the equation

martin: I THOUGHT YOU HATED ME FOR A SOLID YEAR

jon: ...

martin: THIS IS THE BEST DAY EVER

this will be flashlight duo in 2024

Some older sketches of Gavin!

cw: talks of having kids

Bakugou lays sprawled out on your bed as you flitter around the room, moving from your closet to your dresser and back in a hurry of movements. You’re doing a bit of spring cleaning (yes, even in the winter), and Bakugou decided to come over and help, even though he’s just been laying around the whole time.

He had a rough patrol yesterday, even sports a few bruises on his ribs, so you let him take it easy, throwing him one of your old pink scarf hat combos with the little bunny ears on top. You don’t expect him to wear it, but the image of him laying against your bed with the floppy ears on top of his head makes you smile anyway.

You go back to your drawer, pulling everything out in order to throw some stuff away and reorganize the remaining things. At the bottom of the drawer though, do you find some old clothes when you were a baby. It’s been here for years now, after your parents gifted them to you, just in case you’d wanna use them for your future kids. It’s just collecting dust in the bottom of your drawer though, honestly, and you pull the tiny little purple and white checkered onesie out, examining it and the little bonnet underneath with a small frown.

“Who the hell is that for? ‘Cause it sure as hell ain’t fitting your big ass head.” You hear Bakugou call from your bed, your head whipping around to face him and his cheesy little grin. You narrow your eyes and poke your tongue out at him, throwing him the little combo as you turn to get the rest of the baby clothes out.

“Says the one whose head almost tore his mothers cooter in half during birth.” Thank you Mistuki for the information, you think to yourself, smiling an evil little smile that Bakugou frowns softly at.

“And it’s my old baby clothes. My folks gave it to me when I moved out, said I could use it for my own future gremlins.” You smile when you pick up the little yellow booties in your dresser, another little bonnet with a tie underneath the chin, and a pair of shorts that were entirely too cute and tiny. “Think I’m gonna throw it out, though.”

“Why would you do that?” Bakugou asks quietly, suddenly behind you, his chest against your back as he gently plucks the shorts from your hands to examine them closer. You look at him from over your shoulder, at the soft look that falls on his face, how his rough thumb rubs over the still soft material in his hands, how his eyebrows lose their crease and his mouth tilts up just so in the corners.

“We’re not having kids any time soon,” you say, your voice tacking on a silent ‘right?’ at the end of it. Bakugou doesn’t say anything for a long while, but he blinks down at you, looking so ridiculously cute in your pink hat, holding your baby clothes. You hand him the booties in his other hand and he takes them, so gentle, with such care, it makes your stomach do somersaults.

“Maybe we should talk more about that.” He whispers softly, looking at you from under his lashes, his garnet eyes searching your own. You nod though, stroking gently at the shorts he still holds with tender care, a smile tugging at your lips.

“Yeah,” you mutter, leaning up to press your mouth against his own. “Maybe we should.”

Andrew Garfield for W Magazine

thinking about his adorable fucking too-long sleeves that are too big for his liddle fucking arms so they fall over his liddle fucking hands bc he’s so small and baby and I love him so much <333

Say cheese!

MY FIRST IMAGE OF THEM ALL TOGETHER!!!! Very proud of this one, even if I didn't really do a background causwcause this is 5 PEOPLE IN ONE DRAWING!!! Actually a milestone for me :>>>

BEE AND PUPPYCAT IS SO PRETTY I--

Ok I’m pretty sure it’s been said before but Puss has absolutely no identity outside of “the legendary puss in boots.” Like none whatsoever. The legend has gotten so big that even he can’t live up to it.

The most obvious example of this is when Kitty confronts him at the wishing star. After confessing that she thought she could trust him again, she says, “but you’re just the same old puss in boots” and on the verge of tears he exclaims, “but I’m not!! I am not puss in boots! I am not-“ Kitty rolls her eyes and says, “what? The legend?” And puss just crumples. He’s viewing this persona that’s he’s made as a separate entity, as something he has to live up to and strive to be, not who he really is. Another example of this is as Puss is leaving mama Lunas in the beginning. Perrito asks, “pickles, you’re puss in boots?” And he responds, “not yet, but I will be.” He believes that if he gets his lives back, he’ll be able to once again live up to ppls expectations of him and become puss in boots. He is not puss in boots, that’s smth he has to become.

After his panic attack, he admits to perrito that without his lives he is nothing and we see in the beginning of the movie that those extra lives are what let him be a “fearless hero.” So wo the lives he can’t be a hero and wo being a hero he is nothing. He has no identity outside of that. Also in the cave of lost souls, one of his past lives says “oh, the legends still big, gato. It’s YOU who got small.” which I think fits this whole situation really well. This whole idea of puss in boots has gotten way too big for him to handle and he’s lost wo that script to follow.

He needs so badly for ppl to like him and he’s poured so much time, energy, and lives into it that he doesn’t know who he is wo it. And we see as soon as that identity is taken away at mama Lunas, he becomes extremely depressed and aimless.

But now he’s got friends who actually love him for him, not the legend, but still ended the movie choosing to carry on as puss in boots. I’m interested to see how his character will change because of that. Will he find a balance between his persona and who he really is? Will he explore aspects of himself outside of being a hero? Maybe pick up a hobby or smth that’s just for him, not for public display? Idk we’ll just have to see.

the more i think about it i actually think narinder might be a hairless cat? all the cat follower forms, as well as aym and baal, are all depicted with fur somewhere on their faces, whereas narinder is like... utterly smooth, to where he noticeably stands out from even the other cats. so now i'm thinking it might just be that... he literally doesn't have fur?

so what i'm saying is:

this is narinder

hey. um. i love him

CUTIE 😭😭😭

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