#BLE!

[sometimesmaybespoof]

HOLY COW KRUGSTON IS COOKING AGAIN AAAAGHG

This goes insanely hard like woah woah Agh I must redraw this immediately

"They pulling at his exposed nerve ending" fellow Krug enjoyer (you know who you are :3 )

[moveslikekeithrichards]

gertrude

[ID: a picture of an old, grumpy-looking brown tabby cat gazing dead-eyed into the camera.]

[hqbits]

grggrgvgGgGGRVVVRBVEVRTTBRBRBB

[lordgolden]

*boomer voice* nobody wants to work any more. they just want to be unemployed and post destiel

[peanutheadedshenanigans]

klance in 2024.....

[anzuhan]

[smthaboutusss]

He is chillin

[shanks]

magion02

[lemondedelamode]

Gabbriette by Mel Bles for British Vogue August’24

[francy-sketches]

POV they caught you chasing cats in the red keep

[anthaeum]

wc. 415

the curtains were blue. the couch was gray. jason grace was leaning dangerously close. the table was round. the curtains were blue.

you could hear your heart performing a drum solo under the cotton of your shirt. you could smell jason’s cologne. the curtains were blue. you felt so warm. you felt like throwing up. the curtains were blue. you were sure that you would have fallen down a while ago if not for jason’s arms supporting you at the waist.

to say you were nervous and shy and not ready was an understatement. in this moment, you would rather look at anything else but him. a myriad of thoughts dazed your mind, “would i be a good kisser?” being the most prominent one.

he calls your name, and you offer him a small smile. you don't dare look up.

“i’m sorry, jay, i guess i’m just… nervous?”

jason gently takes your arms from where they lie above his shoulders, and draws your hands to the left side of his chest.

and you swear you feel something in you malfunction.

thump. thump. thump.

you feel the beat of jason’s heart under your fingertips. his pulse is high, and his heart is drumming against his ribcage. so perfect, so like you, so alive.

“it’s okay, angel. i’m nervous, too.”

you meet his eyes for what seems like the first time that night, and you melt.

his eyes, so bright and blue and beautiful in this light, look down at you with such a fondness you’re sure he’s convinced himself you’ve hung the stars. you don't find it in yourself to shrink away.

you don't know where this sudden surge of confidence comes from, but you find yourself on your tiptoes, your hand tracing the fine line where his cheek and neck met. you don't ignore the way he leans into your touch.

you bring him closer, hesitating, hands shaking, and the moment your noses touch, he closes the gap between the two of you.

the kiss was nothing like you ever imagined. it was sweet, intertwined with the taste of starburst and the giddiness that came with the fact that, “oh my gods, we kissed”.

your hands find solace in his golden locks as he tilts his head, deepening the kiss. this time, your lips taste the months of longing, of agonizing pining, of stolen glances.

fucking finally, you think.

as the kiss ends and jason’s eyes flutter open, he breathes out your name, and you pull him in once more.

something short & rushed i whipped up before classes start :,) none of my classmates know i run this blog and get the urge to kiss jason grace every second of the day.

reblogs and comments are so appreciated ! let me know what you think about this through my askbox 🐰

© ANTHAEUM (2024). do not republish, edit, translate, or plagiarize my works.

[mwagneto]

You seem very white. Maybe when you are screeching about Watson you should shut the fuck up and keep in mind that your little bullshit doesn't fucking matter in the face of representation that does matter. And yes, actually: to the sane world, Adler and Holmes were lovers. They were literally written that way in the vernacular. Sorry you're too dumb to know that. Go jerk off to Bernadick whitedick slash and leave Black watson alone.

i considered deleting this coz it's easily one of the nastiest asks i have ever received (and that's saying a LOT) but it's just so perfect. like i'm fully convinced you don't actually think any of this because every single word of this seems crafted specifically for me to try and make me angry. i can't even pick a favourite line. you're SO pissed off at me even though i never even said watson was bad. i literally only have bad things to say about bbc shitlock on the very rare occasion i mention it but you somehow assumed i like it for seemingly no reason. the way "maybe when you are screeching you should shut the fuck up" is like a direct quote from rdj sherlock (i can't do both). and again i literally never even said watson was bad😭

i have nothing serious to say to this coz clearly none of it is in good faith it's just designed to bait me into being mad but "to the sane world adler and holmes were lovers" was so fucking funny. what in the god damn hell are you talking about. here i made this one special just for you<3 goodnight

[androids-insides]

Should I render any of these??

[frooogscream]

[chemilico]

"Alright, here's the plan: *most confusing, illogical and most definitely not legal plan ever*" "huh??"

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 70

They’re losing. They’re the justice league, the world’s greatest defenders, their final defense even, and they’re losing. The being had appeared out of seemingly nowhere, all blue-fire fury and deathly cold as it tore through everything like it was paper. They were a team, an entire league, and they’re losing- 

In their despair they don’t notice the lazarus, or rather ecto-green, portal opening, a man with hair as dark as the night sky stepping through, slippers still on his feet and coffee in his hand. At least they don't notice at first, even though the being sure does.