#sc reams

[roguesenses]

Help, all of my one-liner thread attempts turn into multi-paras in two posts. I really want to write less gdi but Izuku cannot stfu and just rambles on forever. If anybody has tips on shorter threads, I am ready to take notes.

[oldnectaric]

@ichoric asked:  ❝ do you want me to do your hair? ❞ dem n zeus

after fighting with his hair for the better part of thirty minutes, struggling to braid and pin it just the way he wanted, zeus had to admit defeat.  his arms were aching, frustration making him flushed, and patience running incredibly thin.  it seemed only natural that demeter would be the one to come to his rescue, meeting her gaze in the mirror as she popped into his dressing room.

“would you?”  zeus asked eagerly, already setting aside the products she would need.  moments like this one reminded him of their childhood -- quiet times when talk of battle were avoided, moments where she had taught him to braid her hair and she had practiced on his.  moments where they were allowed to feel normal.  it made something warm fill his chest, replacing the prior frustration.  “you’ve always been better at this than i -- and i don’t say that lightly.”

[all-fleshed-out]

Molly is manifesting the Spamt.....  ooo you want to perceive her , ooo..... 

[artnerd1123]

Today’s mood is: crying over skylar

[fairsaint]

[ofruins]

@soliitudc​:    💋 (for maven)

HIS  DARK  QUEEN,     that’s  what  she  is.  not  red  or  silver.  sadly  ordinary  when  it  comes  to  power,  but  utterly  extraordinary  in  every  other  aspect.   maven  has  become  intoxicated  by  her  in  just  the  short  time  they’ve  known  each  other,  but  such  isn’t  uncommon  for  maven.  he  falls  fast  and  hard,  like  with  thomas.  but  camille  would  be  different.  his  mother  isn’t  here  to  try  and  cut  his  affection  for  her  out  of  his  brain.  she  is  his   ---   if  she  accepts  him   ---   and  there’s  no  one  that  ruin  it.

he’s  only  been  half  listening  to  her  as  she  speaks,  his  eyes  stuck  on  her  mouth,  watching  the  way  it  moves  and  curves  around  each  word  so  delicately.  so deliciously.  try  as  he  may   ---   which  isn’t  very  hard,  honestly   ---   he  can’t  stop  himself  from  sweeping  her  into  his  arms  and  crashing  his  lips  against  hers,  suddenly  desperate  to  learn  if  those  lips  of  hers  taste  as  good  as  they  look.

(    they  do.  oh,  by  his  colours,  they  do.   )  

for  a  kiss     »     accepting    

[genitrice-a]

       @oletherois said:  kisses his wife on the cheek.

                           SUDDEN   MOTION      catches   her   off   guard   ---------   mid   sentence   as   she   is,   mouth   remains   agape   for   a   moment   too   long,   before   she   catches   herself   and   flushes,   elation   dusting   cheeks   in   pink.   the   grin   spreading   across   roseate   lips   is   entirely   beatific,   glimmering   bright,   thoroughly   charmed.   she   catches   his   hand   in   hers,   bionic   parts   cool   against   her   flesh,   a   gentle   tug   stops   him   in   his   tracks   enough   to   bestow   a   kiss   of   her   own   upon   his   cheek.         (   AH,   TO   BE   YOUNG,   AND   IN   LOVE   !!   )   the   halls   are   deserted,   but   ---------   barely   suppressing   the   giggle   building   in   her   chest   ---------   she   pulls   him   into   a   deserted   chamber,   pushing   him   against   the   door   as   soon   as   it   falls   shut.         “   well,   hello   to   you   too,   husband.   ”

[vira0chii]

Am i eating the hubba bubba bubble gum right?