#...belated but it's fine

[aetherean-alchemist]

Ma meilleure ennemie c'est toi

[dreamerlynx]

dream was NOT trick or treating he just wore a hat to be festive (totally). techno absolutely was however and went as dream's cat familiar, and he was very successful. he will magnanimously deign to give some of his candy to dream since he DID make techno's costume better by standing next to him all night but he will make fun of him while doing so

[rawkghoulsupreme]

After Bed Time~

This... wasn't at all what the drawing started out as but it's a comfort piece anyways so HERE YA'LL GO <3

Ignore that I haven't figured out how to draw chest hair yet

Or why his lips are smudged and hair disheveled it's fine

[literaryoblivion]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski Characters: Derek Hale, Stiles Stilinski, Lydia Martin, Laura Hale Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Human, Doctor Derek Hale, Minor Laura Hale/Lydia Martin, Ficlet, Christmas, Bus, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Strangers to Lovers Summary:

It had become habit. Derek dropped into a free row on the bus and set his laptop bag down beside him, effectively saving the seat. Two stops later, a familiar man got on and Derek pulled the bag onto his lap.

[divinenanny]

Five christmasses that prove to CC it is the worst holiday.

(The prologue to a choose-your-own-pairing story. Who shows CC that Christmas can be good?)

You can pick part 2 for a pairing with Niles

Or

Part 3 for a pairing with Fran

A gift for @emilys-brain-rot-restaurant and @groovebunker for the CCBDS gift exchange. I love you ❤️

[m1ckeyb3rry]

was lying in bed. got an idea of a one shot to write as a surprise gift for someone’s birthday. the problem?? IT’S NOT THEIR BIRTHDAY ANYMORE!!

just a look into my twisted mind…sickening 🫥🚬

[aroace-number-eight]

bayonetta pose

textless version

[caramelmochacrow]

happy birthday miyu!!!! (im sorry i almost forgot, i got distracted!)

[turquoisewritermaster]

((Valentines, several days late as is tradition here. Because I’m lazy. Drake gifts his partners a big fish, Smoker tries cooking and mostly succeeds, and Ruth thinks about the past and the future.))

Smoker awoke to a loud thud from outside, following by a low rumbling. He became aware of the fact that Ruth was snuggled up against him next, which meant Drake was out of bed, since she usually attached herself to him in the morning. Then he saw the calendar.

“Ah, fuck.”

Ruth groaned when he got out of bed, but didn’t wake up. Which made sense, she’d come to bed late last night after doing god knows what for hours. Smoker dressed himself in his casual clothes and headed outside, where he was greeted by an Allosaurus and one very large dead fish.

“Drake. What the hell.”

“I brought breakfast.”

The deep, rumbly tone Drake’s voice took in Zoan form used to send a shiver down Smoker’s spine. Well, it still did. Just not at seven in the morning, when it was supposed to be his day off.

“You could have just gone to the store, idiot.”

“Ruth thinks this is charming.”

“Ruth also tried to eat Doflamingo. Her sense of what’s normal is not reliable.”

Drake huffed, and Smoker stepped towards the fish. It was big, but not sea king big. They could probably take it apart and freeze or dry what they didn’t use over the next few days.

“Are you going to help me take this thing apart?”

“Sure. Is Ruth still-“

“Sleeping. She’ll probably wake up when she smells food.”

Ruth did emerge once Smoker started cooking. She still looked half asleep, but she’d gotten dressed, and paused to kiss Drake’s cheek before coming over and doing the same to Smoker.

“Morning.”

“Morning. Breakfast’s almost done, you can go wait with your fisherman over there.”

She’d turned, and Drake had smiled softly at her. He moved one of the books on the table as she sat down, placing it on the side none of them used.

“You brought in the fish?”

“Yeah. Happy Valentines.”

The way Ruth smiled at him, that made it worth it. Even if he was pretty sure he’d need to take a long hot shower tonight to get the fish smell off.

“Alright. Here you go. We’re still on for dinner at your idiot cook’s place tonight, don’t forget.”

“I’d never forget.”

Ruth said softly, and Drake nodded, letting Smoker set their plates down. Normally, Marine officers didn’t learn to cook. Mess halls took care of dietary needs, and restaurants were always an option during shore leave, but Smoker had learned sometime between Drake leaving on his undercover operation and the three of them getting together.

“Stop contemplating your food and eat, Drake.”

“Alright, alright.”

He took a bite of the fish, and let a calm silence settle over them.

If you’d told me three years ago that I would be here, I would have called you insane. One because I’d died. Legit died, my spine had been severed and my heart and brain had stopped functioning. I’d learned that at Laugh Tale, which was fun. Two, because I was in a relationship with two people who cared about me. I had gone from zero experience with romance or sex, to having two boyfriends. And also the Devil Fruit thing. There had been a long period of time, especially when I’d been separated from the rest of the Straw Hats, that I’d found myself missing my old life. A life I could never go back to. It was the past, gone like the wind, and I had to keep moving forward. Drake and Smoker gave me a reason to do that, to keep looking towards the sunrise.

“You’re awfully quiet.”

Smoker’s voice snapped me from my thoughts, and I shrugged, taking a bite of rice.

“Just thinking. Breakfast’s good, as usual.”

“You say that like your cooking isn’t better than mine”.

He said dryly, which made Drake bite back a laugh. Never expected I’d hear that either, but having people who genuinely cared, who he could be open with, had done a lot for Drake. I was happy for him.

“I love you two.”

They both paused at that, Smoker looking at me before huffing and Drake nodding.

“I love you too. Both of you. Is everything-“

“Yeah. Just thinking about the future.”

A future I hoped was as bright as the morning sun, and would last a long, long time.

[lilarus]

✨TES Fest '24✨

Day 4!

T H I E F or 🄴 🄽 🄰 🄼 🄾 🅄 🅁 🄴 🄳

This time I wrote something :3c

[ariapmdeol]

Rain

i made this for his birthday six months ago and never posted it to tumblr... better late than never, happy birthday hajime hatsutori!

[hexados-on-a-string]

guess which clown forgot their tumblr log in. it was me. im the clown. im not even a clown, im the entire circus, a festival, the concept of comedy itself. theres not a single brain thought in my head. *honks my clown nose, gets in my clown car, accidentally drives directly into a wall, and immediately dies on impact*

[groovybun-png]

🍓

[yuelun]

Apparently when I send birthday asks, they're never "small gifts". My muses go all out.

[da1su-am]

i know im like super late but whatever i just wanted to draw it out as a vent and abit of a comfort doodle cuz knowing im going to be like a very big person soon and my family wants me out of this world but dw i will leave that toxic house and never coming back.

happy 17 bday for me,atleast im still alive.

[royalarmyofoz]

tfw gasteyer doesn't view your stories that you tagged her in😪