I have a headcannon that Ginny and Harry were insanely PDA forward. But like not on purpose. And Ginny knows it, she’s aware of the fact that they are always touching, kissing, sitting by (if not on top of) each other, that Harry is always touching her hair, squeezing her bum if he thinks he’s being sneaky, will kiss her if he feels like it. But Harry, because he has absolutely no frame of reference for affection, is simply unaware of the fact that maybe he doesn’t have to be so affectionate with people around. And one day all the Weasley siblings are talking about PDA and Harry says something like “oh yeah pda can be kind of annoying.” And they all look at him like ????? And Ginny is giggling behind her hand and tells Harry “you know we are constantly doing that.” Harry is incredulous. The siblings all take turns giving examples just to prove to him that he is very much guilty of this. Included are :

-that one time when we didn’t have enough chairs to sit everyone and you just put Ginny in your lap all night and held her there even when a chair became available

-you’ve kissed 5 times since we got here, Ron hasn’t kissed me yet

-you’re holding hands under the table right now

- oh my god. Your legs are literally intertwined. YOU’RE SITTING RIGHT NEXT TO EACH OTHER

- sometimes when people are talking to you, you do this thing were you just stare at each other. It’s very uncomfortable for us. Like we are interrupting a moment

-If you were zoo animals, parents would cover their kids eyes thinking you’re about to mate

-sometimes I think you are doing it just to get a rise out of Bill

And when Harry kept denying that none of those were that bad, George finally looked at him and yells

“You literally squeezed her boob earlier”

….”but I did it when no one was watching”

“obviously not mate”

Ginny can’t stop cackling.

No bc fuck tim but it really really bothers me how people ignore his growth like he used to be an asshole and I’ll give tim Stans one thing: now he’s so so so stale but what I disagree with is that this staleness is bc nobody likes him like it’s in fact the exact opposite where everyone likes him so much they dont want to do anything. Even when it’s him surface level challenging Bruce it’s when everyone else is doing it too; but he’s still the backbone of the fam! Etc. and it’s so irritating bc him gaining more compassion and empathy even for people he doesn’t fw is so fun to watch and that’s why the captain boomerang thing was so out of character! (Not in a from the author way but in a tim wouldn’t do that and he and Bruce both knew it which is why it went down like it did. Same way dick killing joker was ooc; not in fanon sense but in a he would hate himself forever for this sense) and speaking of that it’s such an interesting mirror to Bruce who genuinely believes that everyone can grow vs Tim’s it doesn’t matter if they grow it’s not my decision to make like it’s the same but it’s not AND WITH CASS’ IT DOESNT MATTER IF THEY CHOOSE NOT TO GROW I WONT DO IT! like ugh. And anyways even when people acknowledge it they boil it down to “Janet and Jack taught him that the capitalist pigs that they are” like no. This is who tim was. Tim was the kind of guy who’d blame a dead kid for dying. That’s ok. Also Janet and Jack? Please reread anything involving them that’s not a fic like Jack had anger issues and they were both aloof at worst like relax.

Stayed up until 3am binge watching the first 9 episodes of Last Twilight, and I went into the tag this morning to find out that the majority of people on this site HATED the last 2 episode lmfao. Honestly I don't regret it because the first 9 episodes were GOOD, and the last 2-3 episodes won't change that for me but it is kind of sad when this happens

So much potential once again fallen to the curse of questionable, last-minute narrative decisions

BABES WAKE UP. DUNGEON MESHI TRAILER DROPPED

come talk to me at anime north tomorrow about dungeon meshi im all caught up 🥹🫶

seeing this tankobon obi from a while back with the anime announcement on it feels so nostalgic now!!!

edit: Lines in Motion is so real for this one. love their video essays

I wake up at 3am in a cold sweat, adrenaline surging through my body. “The assignment!” I think in panic. “I’ve forgotten the assignment! It’s already past due, and I haven’t even started!” I lay there, mind and heart racing as I try to figure out how to get it done. Then, suddenly, a deep sense of calm washes over me and I relax back into my pillows.

“Oh, right,” I realize with relief. “I already graduated.”

When I play pokemon reborn which starter should I choose (vote has influence but not final say). Technically this is my oc Mercury’s choice so I’ve gathered what would most closely fit their assumed personality.

"The debt between a child and her mother could never be repaid, like running a foot race against someone fifteen miles ahead of you. What hope did you have of catching up? It didn’t matter how many Mother’s Day cards you drew, how many clichés and vows of devotion you put inside them. You could tell her she was your favorite parent, wink like you were coconspirators, fill her in on every trivial detail of your life. None of it was enough. It had taken me years to figure this out: you would never love your mother as much as she loved you. She had formed memories of you since you were a poppy seed in her belly. You didn’t begin making your own memories until three, four, five years old? She’d had a running start. She had known you before you even existed. How could we compete with that? We couldn’t. We accepted that our mothers held their love over us, let them parade it around like a flashy trinket, because their love was superior to ours."

- Stephanie Wrobel, Darling Rose Gold

@amdk-lover I wanted to separate this from the original post become it became a tad long. Original post here.

I’ve imagined their meeting at the end, Toshi survives because I refuse to even consider the thought otherwise Izuku standing in the wake of the devastation, injured, but alive. AFO/Shigaraki are no more, he’s finally put an end to the century old curse. But at a price. As All For One ceased to exist, One For All followed suit. Izuku is once again quirkless. This could hardly be considered a win, what with all the damage and death it involved. It’s a bittersweet ending.

Bakugo is the first to reach him, followed by the rest of his peers and heroes, a wounded Todoroki following not far behind. Bakugo throws Izuku’s arm over his shoulders, taking his weight even as his own body protests and bleeds. Todoroki does the same, and the three of them hold each other upright. They’re already being examined, poked, and proded to stop any bleeding until further medicine can be accessible. The overwhelming group hugs and cheering from the small crowd around them are filled with blood, sweat, and tears. The hugs are full of grime and sour smells, but it’s the least important thing right now.

Suddenly a cloud of dust is seen in the distance. A black car speeds towards them and skids to a halt a short distance away. The crowd of heroes have made an opening for it to avoid being run over. Before anyone can think the back door is nearly swung off the hinges as it opens forcefully. A tall and ragged man scrambles out, moving a few feet away from the car in a rush before pausing. Taking in the scene and panting. Blood drips from his mouth and onto his shirt. The other back door opens, it’s Tsukauchi with a bucket of blood in his hands.

But for a moment nothing else exists. Izuku locks eyes with the man, one of his own starting to swell shut. His face is bruised and scraped and bloody. The man’s looking back at him is nearly as worn as his. Eyes large and shimmering, an unbelieving expression scattered in crimson smears.

Izuku tries, “…All Might?” The elder coughs in response, more blood spraying from his mouth, but he doesn’t pay it any mind. His voice is hoarse, “My boy…!” The jacket of Toshinori’s suit whips like a cape behind him, almost symbolic of the hero he once was, as he all but sprints to the boy, no, his boy. His hero. Izuku finds himself doing the same, despite his broken body. The pain leaves for a split second as all he can think about is the other, the man that filled the void in his life. His hero. His father. He abandons Bakugo and Todoroki, stumbling and limping, but rushing to the man that gave him his life’s purpose. Gave him his life.

As they near each other their arms lift and reach, already yearning for the other’s touch. Izuku reaches up as Toshinori meets him. The older man falling down onto his boney knees and skidding until his long arms wrap around Izuku’s tiny body, one hand reaching for the back of his head to tuck him close. Finally able to accommodate for their height difference Toshinori holds so tightly, as if he can’t believe the boy is here, alive, in his arms, but may cease to exist at any second. And Izuku squeezes him around the neck just as tight. He kept his promise. Izuku changed the man’s cruel fate. Toshinori is here, alive. Cheers break out and radiate around them, but they hear nothing.

Izuku cries, overwhelmed, in shock but relieved, and so thankful. It takes him a moment to realize Toshinori too is openly sobbing against him. The elder opens his eyes and looks up, as if thanking the heavens for sparing his boy, for giving him to Toshinori of all people. “My boy,” he croaks, voice ruined from emotion, coughing and the physical distress he’s forced his body through. He’s been a complete wreck. The emotional stress straining his broken body to the point Tsukauchi brought him a bucket to keep from spray blood everywhere as he hacked and wheezed. But his body can wait. The most important thing in his life is currently in his arms, safe and sound. “Izuku!” His face crumbles once again, eyes squeezing shut as his body is wracked with sobs ands more coughs. He buries his nose into the boy’s wild hair, unknowingly rocking them both gently.

Izuku cries harder at hearing his hero refer to him by his first name, “All Might,” one hand moves to cup at the back of the blonde’s head as well, “…Dad!” The man squeezes harder yet, at a loss for words at the boy’s words. The two are a complete mess as the heroes and students cheer them on. The world’s two heroes.

But then Izuku his ripped away from Toshinori by the man himself. He holds the boy at an arms length, quickly examining every inch, every wound, “Are you alright?! Are you hurt?!” Izuku’s never seen such a distressed look on his mentor’s face, tears still streaming down his hollow cheeks. The boy tries to straighten up a little, sniffling, “Just bruised and beat up, but I’m fine. I promise.” Without a second thought, he’s pulled back into the embrace, just as tight as before. “Oh my boy,” Toshinori mumbles as he tries to wrap his head around everything that had just happened, “Thank you! Thank you!”

After a beat, the man lifts his gaze, seeing Bakugo and Todoroki not far away, also beaten and broken, one of them recently revived from death. One arm leaves it’s hold around Izuku to reach in their direction, waving them over. The two obey, and Toshinori pulls them both into a group hug. His long arms alternating between holding each of their heads and keeping them close. He mutters worries and relieved comments over them as they wrap their arms each other until everyone is holding tight. Toshinori then pulls back just enough to place a kiss on each of their foreheads, “You’re true heroes. Each one of you. I’m so proud and so thankful.”

shittty anime again

Just got done rewatching the l*vi backstory ovas and jesus christ that whole ordeal is such a massive condemnation of the s*rvey corps (<= idk what people be searching) on multiple levels its actually insane. Like. The idea that you could come out of that being like wow what a tragic and harrowing ordeal l*vi is so cool and strong and brave etc and not like WHAT THE FUCK... GET HIM OUT OF HERE!!!! The way erw*n masterminded this whole plot to blackmail him into service and then indirectly got his family killed over LITERALLY NOTHING functionally ruining his whole life and then like. Rubbing in the fact that he has nowhere else to go like his plan was just to secure this talent by any means necessary (WHICH IT PRETTY MUCH WAS?) It is literally horrific 😭 and the fact that it ends with l*vi being like At The End Of The Day No One Ever Knows What Will Happen In A Situation... so I guess I'll follow this guy until I die?

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It's probably a good thing xe doesn't let the Rotom inhabit xir phone.

Day 9 of @windbrook's Slashed CAS Challenge, Mrs Addams the harbinger and Sayoko's mentor in the way of the "final girl"

Macaria "Macy" Addams nee Prescott aka Widow Addams after her husband's mysterious death and her spookiness, is the new student counselor and therapist of Myers HIgh returning after 18 years, and this year chaperone for the Halloween Party but when she finds some of her students doing a ritual and the killings started, it brings back memories of what happened 18 years ago, the Craven Falls Serial Killings that she was one of the almost victims and the "final girl" that put the end of it with the fame and misery that she spend years to deal with.

October this year has felt kind of vague and adrift for me, no real festive spirit to speak of--or at least nowhere near how last year felt, when it was Year of the Vampire and all.

BUT I am remedying that now with a combined pincer attack of 1) relistening to Night Vale from the beginning on my commute to work and 2) rereading Warm Bodies on my breaks/in my spare time. Things are getting increasingly spooky up in here

this is....... very little. but I am making my way through ep 19 of Malevolent and the argument they're having about like, retaining humanity? and how John is arguing that it's a purely physical thing, while Arthur maintains that the King is also trying to fuck him up mentally, morally, spiritually, made me think of "keep hearty in both body and spirit"

basically. Malevolent OtGW AU. the King is the Beast.

oh sorry officer i didnt realize i was going 90......huh?......what was i listening to?........authur fielder and the boston pops' orchestra arrangement of sleigh ride.

So the anthropologist nerd/loser in me wondered what kind of folklore and mythology various alien cultures in the Ben 10 universe might have (creation myths, folk heroes, ways of explaining natural phenomena that aren’t science-based, etc.) and caused me to come up with possibly the dumbest idea for a Ben 10 OC yet: an alien bard who travels across the galaxy not just to perform but also to collect stories and ballads of great events and heroes from different planets to add to their collection and form new ballads based off of them.

One of their original stories tells the tale of an alien from a far-off planet who attempted to take control of the space-time continuum and was cursed by the gods of his planet for his hubris by being scattered across time and space and sent back to the beginning of the universe, forced to live through its entire history in an endless cycle all while never being able to experience the sweet release of death, only for him to learn how to bend time and space to his will and ascend to godhood himself, leading to an epic battle between him and the gods who had cursed him in the first place. Though they are required by the man who served as the inspiration behind the story to put a disclaimer at the beginning that the story is merely a dramatization and doesn't 100% line up with what actually happened before they can tell it.

Oh totally! With the advent of space travel, especially among the species that have had such for a LONG while, there would most certainly be folktales and mythology abound for newer space travelers to pick up. Like, even with a significant scientific understanding of the happenings of the universe, older facts translate into newer fiction as stories develop by word of mouth (or the equivalent depending on species physiology) by the more bardic types of intergalactic individuals.

Of course, you'd probably have the more librarian types who not only record all these tales but also all the fact that it was inspired by through vigorous fact checking. Me making Sugilite a mutant with a more unique planetary psychometry (accessing the 'memories' of the entire planet) lends to me also making him this librarian of Petropian history, and considering the state of Petropia (aka not revived) he can't particularly afford to spin a few myths of his own. Instead Sugilite would totally have some bardic stories ABOUT him and his 'Library of Alexandria' mutant power, especially with Mor'Otesi being as barren of cystalsapiens as it is.

i finally watched that beastars show and it just does not do it for me as a person who knows a smidge more about animals than your average hunk of rock