Make the silly thing that brings you joy. 🦖🌋
The intarsia charts came from a kids jumper pattern dated 1990, which I've adapted into an adult sized cardigan.
**Update For the people asking I asked her and she bought the frog tea set HERE 🐸
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“The idea of two sexes is simplistic. Biologists now think there is a wider spectrum than that.”
I feel like Rhaegar’s character would be waaay less hated if it weren’t for his fans. They see him as this perfect Targaryen male who did all he could to save the world and was gravely misunderstood by his time and everyone who thinks differently is wrong. When in reality he kind of sucks and had the biggest known flop in Planetos. Really, his actions directly distabilized the realm and caused the death and rape of Elia Martell, the death of their children, Lyanna’s and a lot of other people’s 😬. But that’s not very heroic is it? That’s why it had to be a great love story between him and Lyanna and Elia had to be in on all of it because if Rhaegar isn’t the perfect misunderstood hero then he’s just some crazy Targaryen blinded by his trauma and self like that caused thousands of deaths like the rest of them. I feel like the actual Rhaegar, you know the one that doesn’t sound like he was directly pulled from a YA authors debut novel, the one who has a complex relationship with his parents, with the crown, with himself….the one who can’t make a mistake, the one who cannot look back or else… is more interesting. Grey characters are in general more interesting and that’s probably why grrm writes a lot of them. He would be less hated if his fans held him accountable for all the awful things he has done and caused but oh well…
(Set in the Family Matters universe!)
cw: toddlers
All For One was thoroughly punishing his subordinates for an idiotic mistake - the team in charge of managing one of their largest Trigger production and distribution chains had accidentally leaked information to a police informant, leading to a raid and shutdown of the drug ring. Half of the lackeys lay on the floor in bloody, beaten, newly-quirkless heaps, the other half trembling from the knowledge that they would soon face the same punishment, when All For One’s phone started ringing in his pocket.
All For One’s eye twitched, annoyed at being disturbed while working, making the minions in the room shudder in fear for their lives. The villain pulled out his phone and jammed his finger against the answer button without looking at the screen.
“Speak,” he commanded in a near hiss, clearly annoyed to have been interrupted, but his angry expression melted away the instant the person on the other end began speaking.
“Daddy! I gotta tell you something!” a voice clearly belonging to a child said, excited and loud enough that even the minions on the other side of the room could hear it. Pangs of sympathy went through them for the child that would soon be reduced to smithereens, all because they had mistaken a villain’s phone number for their father’s.
“Izuku? What’s the matter?” All For One spoke quickly, the concern and love(?) in his voice startling the minions terribly. All For One…knew this child? Allowed himself to be called da- dadd- father? “Is everything alright at home?”
“I used the potty by myself!”
“That’s…that’s wonderful!” All For One was smiling brightly, the genuine joy on his face completely foreign to the minions on the ground. “Did you remember to wash your hands?”
“Yeah! I used the potty, and I sang the ABCs song, and washed my hands!”
“All by yourself?”
“Uh huh! I didn’t ask Mommy for help! And I flushed the potty too!”
“Well, you did a great job, bunny. I’m very proud of you,” All For One said fondly, although confusion briefly took over as he pulled away just long enough to look at his phone screen. “Izuku, did you ask Mommy if you could call me?”
“Nuh uh. Mommy’s sleepy. I got Mommy’s phone, and I 'membered Daddy’s number all by myself!”
All For One laughed (laughed!) softly (softly!) shaking his head. “My baby boy is so smart, but next time you need to ask Mommy for permission before calling me. Now, go put Mommy’s phone back, okay?”
“Don’t wanna!”
“Izuku,” All For One sighed, although it was clear that he wasn’t angry whatsoever (was it even possible for the villain to not be angry?!), “Daddy’s still at work, so you’ve got to put the phone back.”
“I don’t wanna!” Little Izuku shouted. Every minion in the room winced in sympathy for the little boy, they all knew exactly how All For One dealt with those who disobeyed him-
“Why not, bunny?” All For One said, already showing more patience than they had ever seen, even more so when the boy started loudly crying and the villain didn’t immediately hang up.
“I…I miss you!” Izuku sobbed out, “I want hugs, Daddy!”
All For One slapped a hand over his heart, making a face like he’d been shot, and it almost looked like there were tears in his eyes - but there was no way that was possible. All For One was the most powerful man in the world, he didn’t cry like…like that blubbering child on the phone!
“I miss Daddy! I want a hug!”
“Izuku,” All For One said firmly yet so lovingly, “I miss you too. I’m coming home very soon, and I promise to give you the biggest hug ever when I get home. For now though…how about you find your brother and ask him for a hug, okay?”
There was a brother?! All For One had another son?!?!
“Okay,” Izuku sniffled, “Nii-chan’s hugs are nice.”
“I know they are, baby. I’ll see you very soon, alright?”
“Okay. Love you, Daddy!”
All For One inhaled sharply, biting down on his fist and screaming into it, nearly making every minion in the room faint from shock. He composed himself in less than a second - although he was still grinning like an idiot - and was back to speaking to the child.
“I love you too. Now, go put Mommy’s phone back and ask your brother for a hug.”
“Okay! Bye bye Daddy! Love you!”
“Bye bye, Izuku. Love you too.”
All For One sighed happily as he ended the call, staring at his phone screen with a dopey grin, although it was immediately replaced by a scowl when he noticed the underlings watching him.
“Well, this is awkward,” All For One said in a way that made 'awkward' sound like code for 'going to end painfully and slowly for you', “I don’t like to mix my family into work, for obvious reasons, but you can never anticipate what a three-year-old will do.”
The villain rolled his head in a circle, the joints in his neck cracking menacingly. His arm began to swell with quirks being added to it, the underlings all sweating and trembling with fear.
“You heard my son. He wants me to come home early - which means we’ll be cutting this short.” All For One said while grabbing the nearest lackey by the throat, smashing him into the ground hard enough to make the floor crack, “Maybe if you tell me how adorable and smart my son is, I’ll let you live and leave with most of your limbs still intact.”
When I grow up I wanna be upper middle class.
Lichen growing on only the black paint of a speed limit sign.