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queen didn't really have to bring him anywhere, he just took liberty to sleep in her garden. spamton is a slightly more aggressive gremlin cat now

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how to domesticate a stray cat
queen didn't really have to bring him anywhere, he just took liberty to sleep in her garden. spamton is a slightly more aggressive gremlin cat now
Wolfwood they can never make me hate you
(click for better res, tumblr does me dirty)
AU Where Ms. Joke is Inko’s little sister.
Ms. Joke being Inko’s feral baby sister and with this knowledge Inko allows her sister to chase Izuku home whenever her feral child sneaks out to observe underground heroes quirks and fighting styles.
Inko laughs maniacally remembering that she used to chase and capture her feral sister back in the day when Ms. Joke sneaked out of the house to watch the underground heroes all the time.
Now Emi is getting a taste of her own medicine having to chase her ‘innocent’ nephew back home. Feral Ms. Joke chasing down Feral Izuku wonders if this is karma for sneaking out all of the time in her youth and forcing her big sister to chase her down and capture her.
The real question is how is Emi going to get her feral nephew pass Feral Eraser Head, she knows that scarf wielding menace adopts cats and fosters them whenever he can, she doesn’t trust her fellow hero to not to try adopting Izuku since he’s acting like a feral kitten. Ms. Joke doesn’t want to get grounded by Inko even though she doesn’t live under her sister’s roof anymore.
"Hey Eraser!" Ms. Joke said. Shouta eyed her. The woman rolled her eyes with a wave. "I'm not on duty. Well not really. Not gonna pull the marry me joke."
"You know people think you're serious about that," Shouta told Emi, who gagged.
"Ick. I'm so aromantic and asexual, I will reproduce by osmosis... like this!" Ms Joke threw her arms out, and a green-haired boy jumped out from behind her. Shouta stared. "Oh, come on, it was a bit funny," Emi said.
"No," Shouta told her. "Who is the kid?"
"My nephew. No, you CANNOT steal him, my sister would murder me." Emi told Shouta.
"I don't want your nephew-" Shouta began, but the boy was suddenly gone. Emi cursed, looking around.
"IZUKU!" she shouted, running off. "DO NOT BITE THE MUGGER!" Shouta followed to see that the kid (Izuku?) was biting someone. Said someone was a serial mugger he'd been hunting.
"...Okay, I might steal him," Shouta muttered to himself.
"I HEARD THAT! HE'S GONNA BE MY APPRENTICE!"
"Will I get to bite muggers with Eraserhead?"
"Yes."
"NO."
All the party died in a fight... Except Astarion and now I have the hilarious dialogue in which the projection of Gale is explaining the protocole to be resurected and... The disbelief and scorn on Astarion's face... I'm crying
TMA S4 (or maybe S3?) Spoilers
In my mind,
i wish I never left the Farm 🖤 !.
_ Ragnar Lothbrok
Friendly Ghosts
I remember you in pieces like fragments of a photograph left in the sun too long colors fading, edges curling
We built forts from cardboard and rain swore oaths beneath crooked trees and laughed at nothing that seemed everything at the time
Your name slips past my tongue now a ghost that almost exists but is swallowed by years and the quiet gravity of grown up lives
I pass streets we once ran and sometimes I swear I hear your voice in the wind through a cracked window or in the creak of a familiar gate
But the world moved, and so did we carried by currents we didn’t understand and I lost you without meaning to without ceremony without knowing it would hurt more than any goodbye ever could
Sometimes I wonder where you are If you remember me if my laughter still echoes in your memory or if I’ve become just another shadow of a summer that doesn’t exist anymore
I wish I could tell you that forgetting you never meant forgetting us and that the child we were still lives quietly in the corners of my mind waiting for someone to call your name and remember