Character A: I Thought He (MewTwo) Was Wearing A Really Big Ass Plug.

Note to self: don't drink water while scrolling through Tumblr, y'all unhinged

Narcissa and Lucius tried to sneak a first-year Severus Snape into Hogsmeade by making him cling to Narcissa’s torso and hide him under her cloak. She claimed she was pregnant to Slughorn before they were about to leave. Severus lost his grip and fell out of her cloak.

“Oh,” Narcissa said, “I have given birth.”

“He looks just like us.” Lucius chimed in.

Snape was not snuck into Hogsmeade.

MJ: You often use humor to deflect trauma. Peter Parker: Thank you. MJ: I didn't say that was a good thing. Peter Parker: What I'm hearing is that you think I'm funny.

What if Jetko and "Rewrite" by Rosendale

I think Hoyo forgot Vanessa's lore and how, apparently, only redheads (aside from the Rags) and dark-skinned are found in Natlan

Dogra: How the hell are you still alive?

Sabo: Honestly, I'm just as confused as you are.

aw, i actually feel really bad for flash.

he’s in a really bad place right now, both literally (because he’s in fucking hell) and metaphorically, because he’s just been broken down and called out for his worst insecurities. he thinks he’s nothing without the symbiote. and that’s obviously not true, but in this situation, there’s really not much he can do to prove that.

ideally, flash would use this low point as a learning experience. he would mope around and cry for a bit, but then ultimately start walking on his own two feet (i swear to god pun not intended) and doing stuff on his own exclusively as flash thompson, to prove to himself that he is a person with worth, and that he’s more than capable even without the symbiote.

but he doesn’t get that luxury. in this awful situation, where he literally has to fight against the forces of hell, he has no choice but to rebond with the symbiote. he has no choice but to do something that only serves to reinforce what the priest was saying about him. that flash thompson is a worthless man who can’t do anything on his own.

just look at his face in the bottom right, he looks so sad and defeated. he doesn’t even hesitate to rebond with the symbiote. he just sticks his hand out with an empty look on his face, like he doesn’t care anymore, completely accepting every terrible thing that’s just been said about him. it really is torture.

It's been, what, months? I think, since I've read this series. And, it just stuck to me. I love it a lot. So I'm sharing it with you, guys. It's a DabiHawks fanfiction, with Rumi/Fuyumi, and Natsuo/Shigaraki on the side. It feels real. For me. The type of slice-of-life that feels like it's really taken from the pages of someone's story. Touya is extraordinary in this, so multi-talented and skilled, someone worthy of admiration. Takami is also beautifully written here. I am not really great at expressing my thoughts and feelings, it's the sort of things that just feels like a beautiful blob inside your chest. You cannot describe its beauty for words cannot find you.

So, I cannot write a meaningful review. But I love it. I hope you do too.

It's “Paper Mountains, Glass Seas” by Bittermoons on Archive of Our Own. I do not know if they have a Tumblr, though.

**sighs** he's so pretty

How'd I only find out about this now