#[I don't like thiiiiiiiiiis]

[front-facing-pokemon]

[valistheanshield]

WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY DASH!? WHAT FRESH HELL IS THIS!?

[theangrypomeranian]

someone stop me from writing a Hemita break up fic based on Exile by Taylor Swift

[stargazeraldroth]

I like to imagine that all the Stars collect plushies… They hoard them all together in Ink’s house in the Doodlesphere, and they’re scattered around in every room. Somehow, the three can always tell which plush belongs to who. Yes, even the usually forgetful Ink.

In general, I like to think that Ink’s house is just. A messy hoard of soft, pastel stuff in every room. Boy’s got nests to curl up in everywhere, and Dream and Blue pick up on that habit. They even start contributing and stealing finding soft things to add to their now joint hoard. It makes me happy, haha.

!!!!!!! THIS!!!!!!! THIS- THIS THIS THIS THIIIIIIIIIIS

THIS IS LITERALLY ONE OF MY FAVORITE HEADCANONS???? Granted, for me, I really only apply it to Dream and Ink (totally not for personal reasons, what-), but I do think Blue would have some! I have Ink and Dream as very passionate collectors of Squishmallows! I don't know why, but I like Squishmallows a lot, so now they do too! I've actually come up with a few ideas for scenarios involving this headcanon. This is the one that came to mind just now, so this is the one I'll share:

Nightmare knows Dream has a soft spot for stuffed animals, and so he disguises himself as one amongst his... ridiculously large collection. Unfortunately, Dream takes interest in this "new" plushie almost immediately, so much so that he doesn't have an opportunity to snoop around for any information about what the Stars have planned. This can be a funnier idea with Nightmare being an unintentional and unwilling member of Dream's daydreaming scenarios, or an angstier idea where Nightmare slowly sees that Dream's hiding a LOT behind his optimistic and heroic demeanor.

[zesstra-dnd]

I don't like thiiiiiiiiiis

[soryualeksi]

Me: *diligently taking care of things and removing some stressors from my life*

My fucking hell brain: "I see that you aren't stressed enough anymore. I will now bombard you with different imaginary - but also absolutely unavoidable - scenarios of your children dying in at least five different apocalypses. You're welcome."

[thepixelelf]

hiii i really like your writing so i'd like to send in a drabble request! could you write something for stray kids seungmin with the dialogue prompt "call me when you get home" ? no angst pls! thank you sooo much!!

note: reader is older than seungmin here. I was thinking maybe 3-4ish years

[calculated risks] "Okay, now just lift your left foot onto the next step--"

"My... left or... your left?"

"We're facing the same direction, dumbass." Keeping Wonpil's arm over your shoulders, you grunt as you try to get him to his front door in one -- albeit drunken -- piece. "My left is your left. Now stay put."

Wonpil has a habit of wandering off when he's drunk, and you can't have that while you fish for your key ring from your bag, where you've always had a spare key to Wonpil's house. Well, "always" is a stretch, but as your memory serves, you've had it since at least high school.

You feel Wonpil attempting to peel away from your side, so you grip one hand onto the fluffy collar of his fleece/denim jacket. "Whoa there. I've almost got it, hold on."

One handed, you struggle a bit to shove the key into the doorknob. Before you can twist it unlocked, though, the door swings open on its own.

Not exactly, of course. Seungmin stands in the open doorway, face neutral and eyes underlined by dark circles. Neither of you say a word for a good few moments, Wonpil still doing his drunken best to wander off to who knows where. You keep your hold on his jacket tight as you raise an eyebrow at Seungmin.

"What are you doing up? It's so late."

Seungmin opens the door wider and steps to the side to allow you and his brother in. "Studying."

"At three in the morning?" You wince at his nod. "Wow, you're dedicated." Just as you start climbing the stairs up, Wonpil stumbles on the first step, and Seungmin appears on his other side. "Couldn't catch me up that late."

Seungmin sends you a look over Wonpil's drooping head.

"Uh... studying, I mean. But what's a night out every once in a while, right?" Your guilty laugh filters through the hall, which you don't let gain volume because you know the boys' parents are asleep in their room.

Seungmin doesn't respond, instead nodding at his brother. "Why's he wasted?"

"I told him he couldn't hold his beer, and he proved me right."

"I can."

You open Wonpil's bedroom door. "Hm? Can what?"

Seungmin doesn't look at you as you gently pry Wonpil off his younger brother and move to drop him onto his bed.

"...I can hold my beer," he mumbles from the doorway.

You scoff. "If you're anything like your brother, I'm gonna have to see it to believe it, Seungmin."

At that, Seungmin's head shoots up, eyes wide. He schools himself quickly, though. You don't know why. He coughs awkwardly into his fist, raising his other hand to rub at the back of his neck while he returns his gaze to the floor. "Uh. Goodnight."

He shuts the door between you two, and you let out a small, endeared laugh before turning around to take care of your drunk best friend. Wonpil is starfished on top of his bed sheets, and as soon as he sees your face, he starts giggling like mad through his goofy smile.

"Alright, alright," you give in quietly, sitting Wonpil up so you can remove his jacket. "What's so funny?"

Wonpil leans close to whisper in your ear, except he doesn't really whisper at all. "He likes you."

When you pull back with a confused look on your face, Wonpil just smiles wider and giggles harder.

"Who? You don't mean--?" You glance at the door in disbelief, then whip back around to gawk at Wonpil. "Seungmin?!"

Wonpil nods, nose scrunched up with glee. "He's got a crush on you thiiiiiiiiiis big!" He spreads his arms wide and flops back onto his bed, his head hitting the wall. "Ow..."

"Oh my god, you oversized baby." Cradling the back of Wonpil's gravely injured head, you guide him under the blankets and onto a soft pillow, ignoring his pouty whines about how much of a baby he isn't. "Drink lots of water, okay? Next time, I'm cutting you off before it gets this bad."

You tug the blanket up to his chin, but before you can step away from the bed, Wonpil whispers your name.

"Hm?"

"Give him a chance."

You shift on your feet. "Seungmin?"

"He's good."

"Sure, but he's your brother. Wouldn't it be weird?"

Wonpil shrugs, his fingers toying with the edge of the blanket. "I dunno. Two people I love, together... sounds pretty nice to me."

When you descend the stairs, the lights are still on in the kitchen, and you see Seungmin sitting there, hunched over his study materials, headphones plugged in his ears. You slip by quietly, putting on your shoes at the door, eyes unconsciously glancing over at him.

No... he doesn't like you. Wonpil doesn't usually make stuff up when he's drunk but... there's a first time for everything.

Shaking your head, you put your hand on the doorknob and pull the door open just when Seungmin says your name. You look back at him, and he hasn't moved from his seat, but his eyes meet yours.

"Call me when you get home."

You smile.

Maybe you should start taking chances.

"Okay, Seungmin."

[shesinmy]

how do u think the jjk characters kiss? 😳

JJK KISSES

1. Gojo Satoru: his kisses are hot and intense. Gojo is an intense man. But he also loves to tease. So either he comes closer to your lips and doesn't kiss you or he holds his lips on yours not letting you go even with your complains.

2. Nanami Kento: he likes to kiss your forehead. He likes the protection that he can provide you with this kiss. When he kisses your lips he makes it slow and sensual.

3. Itadori Yuji: his kisses are clumsy and surprising. Clumsy because they translate all his energy and he has lots to give. And surprising because he just gives them in the heat of the moment so you never know when they're coming.

4. Fushiguro Megumi: if your in public he at the very most kisses your cheeks and he's so shy about it that you almost can't feel it. Now, behind walls, he can't leave your lips and his kisses are demanding and full of tongues.

5. Kugisaki Nobara: this girl is a hurricane. You can feel her heat in every single kiss. They're so hot that you always need a moment to catch yourself up. "Need a hand, Y/n?".

6. Inumaki Toge: he likes to give you little kisses everywhere while he pokes you. But don't be mistaken. When he wants to, he kisses you with passion always biting your lower lip while he has an intense look in his eye.

7. Okkotsu Yuta: he likes to kiss your hands every time he gets to hold them. When he kisses your lips, they're soft and full of love and admiration. If you let yourself go into his embrace, they start to heat up and can develop to something else easily.

LOVE THIIIIIIIIIIS. I wish we could see those kisses. Thank you so so much!! :)))

[bougiebutchbitch]

Bougie my beloved I am on my lunch break now and I just finished reading your mermaid oneshot!!!! Oh my fucking god!!!!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺 Ugh I wish I had more time to tell you all my favorite parts, but I will say: your descriptions are beautiful as always. I have always adored how you describe weather in particular, like when you talked abt the clouds omfg... Vomiting up half the sea and how the saltwater burned his throat made me rly feel for him bc I could fucking FEEL the EXHAUSTION. The difference in their body temperatures... the ROUGHNESS OF SHARKSKIN my god. The roughness of the coral reef ogigifhfhfh this fucking fueled me ok... I have like 6 hours left into my hell shift but I am POWERED with the thoughts of Human x Mercreature... I hope u have a lovely day ilusm!!! >w< 💕💕 -🌟

I am SQUIGGLING all over the shop, Starburst anon! My lines are positively jangly! I am made of stardust and seaweed~ Thank you. Writing that fic was a pure joy! I bashed it out embarrassingly fast because I hit that Hyperfixation State and barely breathed until it was done, but that was so worth it, lmao! I'm genuinely proud of the results, and I don't say that about my writing much, so!

I'm really, really glad you liked it xxx

6 hours left on the hell shift... I am sending you so much strength. I believe in you. You can do thiiiiiiiiiis :waves tiny cheerleader pompom:

I just got off work after finishing a load of unpaid overtime (YAY, LOVE THAT FOR ME) so I'm gonna chill for the rest of the evening, gently tap away at my Nano project, and watch gay pirates! I hope you have something nice and relaxing lined up to enjoy once you're finished in Capitalist Hell, too!