So I was chatting with machina-rex (as we do) and what was supposed to be a really sad headcanon back-and-forth actually evolved into something really cute. BEHOLD!
We figured that after Tadashi’s death, the cafe regulars probably brought Aunt Cass flowers. She’s been keeping the cafe kind of dark and gloomy for a while, because she’s in mourning, but her customers decide to brighten the place up a bit. So they bring flowers.
And Aunt Cass then goes and takes those flowers to Tadashi’s grave to decorate it and to show him how much everyone misses him at the cafe. He ends up with the most lavishly decorated grave in the cemetery (which helps Hiro to find the right grave through his tears whenever he comes to visit)
(This is the part where it should have stayed sad but didn’t :P)
But there’s just SO MANY FLOWERS that Hiro can’t possibly visit Tadashi withought getting covered in petals, no matter how much he tries to avoid it. He always comes home smelling like a garden instead of like graves after a trip, which actually helps him deal a bit.
And then one day Ghost!Tadashi starts making flower crowns out of all of his flowers and leaving them on his grave for Hiro to find. He didn’t know how to make them before he died, but the ghost of a little girl who died in the late 1900s taught him. She was his first ghost friend. Eventually a lot of ghosts come by and start helping out, because there’s not enough time for Tadashi to put into crowns all by himself in time for Hiro’s and other people’s visits. And when there’s too many flowers, they start leaving the extra flower crowns on the other graves too, especially the ones that haven’t had visitors in YEARS. The ghosts of these graves, who haven’t had flowers in a really long time, are very happy to see them.
There are so many ghosts constantly visiting Tadashi’s grave to help with his flowers that they end up creating ghost parties late into the night. Complete with ghost fires burning and flashing through the night like party lights.
Naturally, this freaks the gravekeepers out because, hello, mysterious flickering lights in a graveyard? Flowers moving on their own and weaving themselves? But over time they realize that they’re just really pretty lights dancing and really pretty flowers, so they get used to it. Maybe even enjoy it a bit. They tell their friends about it, chuckling about the strange stuff they get up to while at their job.
Only their friends tell THEIR friends, and sooner or later it becomes this little urban legend for the city. About this one SUPER HAUNTED gravesite, but with a very benign haunting. People come from all over the world to see it, even long after Aunt Cass and Hiro have passed away too, long after Tadashi’s name has worn off of the stone. But they all bring flowers so even though he has no family left to visit him, he still always has the prettiest grave.
I fucking love all the fat Taako positivity going around right now, especially with the McElroy boys chipping in and standing up for it! I'm all for soft and curved Taako looking gorgeous as hell as he kicks ass, all with his winged eye liner being sharp enough to kill a man. I love the thought of him rocking crop-tops and low cut shirts and skirts, but not giving a fuck about his soft belly and thick thighs because he knows how fucking gorgeous he is. Those thick thighs of his could crush someone's skull no problem just try him I dare you. But I also love the concept of scrawny and knobbly-kneed Taako who can be picked up single-handily by Magnus with ease. Like enemies underestimate this 'powerful and dangerous' elven wizard they've heard so much about cause he looks like a stiff breeze could blow over his stretched out frame, but the recoil from him blowing their asses up doesn't faze him whatsoever. He'd break a persons nose with the 'frail and dainty' hands that they just insulted. Fuck them. Give me all the beautiful Taako's and their diverse body images. Hell yes.
Perfection
If you ever feel like your family is a bit odd, please know my family has a long history of keeping track of one another in our 3-storey house by basically echolocating with chirps and soft howls. Like it’s impossible to describe how, every time I step into my house, the fucking spirit of some long dead creature possesses my body to make a long, monstrous crooning noise so that I can tell who is home by the distinct noises I get in return.
Most people can tell who is where in the house by the sound of footsteps, but since my house has tiles we’ve come to rely on making the occasional chirp to get a reply and pinpoint where a certain family member is -- it’s mostly done because my brother is an ass who never tells anyone whether he’s coming or going, so you got make insistent chirps to get a grunt in reply.
Now this shit has been fucking pavlov’d into the very core of my dumb primitive lizard brain so it shouldn’t even surprise me that upon moving into a flat share, I immediately performed this behaviour unthinkingly. So, into the large, echoing house that housed 6 other strangers, I made a loud bellowing noise as I toed my shoes off and nonchalantly made my way to the kitchen. To which, one of the 30-year-old men just living his good life in the living room by the door, promptly freaked out, dropped and shattered a glass, while choking on the beer still in his mouth.
All because some weedy young girl made a noise reminiscent of a wildebeest for no apparent reason.
Hiro: I remember when I was five, hiding under this desk with all my Halloween candy. Had some peanut M&M’s, went into my first anaphylactic shock and had to be rushed to the hospital. Came home, celebrated with a Snickers, went into my second anaphylactic shock.
Fred: When did you figure out you were allergic to nuts?
Hiro: Sometime around the third Almond Joy.
you're casually reading some gay smut online in your grandparents house as they amble on by.
My favourite thing about watching BNHA is seeing the all-round brilliant art style, with its appealing colours and smooth, expressive animation. And then suddenly shifting to scenes with Todoroki, in which every fucking movement is an ode to Angels, the colours are bolder and every particle of ice looks ten times better than anything Frozen could've done. His expressions can be broken down into frame-by-frame minute changes, with his fire looking like every animators wet dream. It's like someone higher up has a VERY apparent thing for Todoroki, and ensured. all of the animation budget was used to make sure Todoroki looked glorious no matter what. It worked.
someone brought a birthday cake to my math class and we didnt have napkins or plates so we used scantrons
Reasons why I am single..
It's so pure hearing them say each other's names in various exasperated and happy tones. Then you reach the Claw arc and all of a sudden they're screaming each other's names and it's just. Let my children be happy!!
every time mob and reigen say each other’s names
(reigen says some variation of “mob” 52 times, mob says some variation of “shishou” 31 times)
watch on youtube here!
It's okay, I didn't need my heart.
Zeref is the only one who knows Natsu’s birthday…
Do you think that every year he throws a little party? Only it’s not really a party, it’s just Zeref sitting alone in the dark, thinking about when they were a family, and then he just whispers “Happy Birthday, Natsu…” really sadly.