#I love him sm you have no idea

[pumkin-patchwork]

starscream based and kianapilled ⁉️

based on a tf doodle request from my instagram story

(will be posting the other requests here later when I finish all of em ^^)

[aphantimes]

look at how incredibly sane and ordinary this fine fellow is

[eleventries]

Maki our resident ✨california girl✨

[honbeeeee]

(click the image for better quality!)

Happy birthday to the character that got me into twisted wonderland <33!!

[cyanidepixiesticks]

GRAH!!!!! HIM!!!!!!!!

[brainfilehasstoppedworking]

No thoughts, head empty. (He looks like that LMAO)

For me it's: No thoughts, just him.

[cisusnar]

Lance used to braid Rachel's hair back on Earth so ofc he asks Allura if he can braid hers

[bylerisrequited]

watching glee with my mom and i'm trying to stop myself from giggling at blaine's first appearance 😭

[w0rmzfagg0t]

Thinking about..using special oils on f/os with horns. Having them lay their head in your lap as you massage oils into their horns and hair. Them looking up at you lovingly as you care for even their smallest needs. UGH my heart sometimes ( ˘ ³˘)♥︎ READ MY DNI

[rannypeepoo]

HE IS SO

Sanji x Reader Dishes

this is super short but i couldnt get it out of my head.

trigger warning: N/A

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“Put that down right now,” Sanji almost snarled, he was moments away from yelling. He loomed in the doorway to the kitchen.

“What do you mean darling?” you hummed continuing to wash the dishes. 

“Sweat heart,” Sanji begged walking closer.

“My love,” you responded.

“Beautiful.” he sheathed.

“Baby boy.” you couldn’t hide your smile.

“The love of my life, Go sit down and relax,” Sanji said as he snatched the plate from your hands and bumped your hips with his.

You grabbed a dish rag and began to dry the dishes you had already washed, “Honey, you cooked so it’s not fair for you to do the dishes too.”  

“Angel, you have had a bad day so I insist on you sitting down and letting me finish the dishes. Once I’m done I can make you something sweet to eat,” he said looking at you out of the side of his eyes, just daring you to try and argue with him.

“My prince you work your ass off every day to cook us all five-star meals, the least I can do is the dishes. Since you insist on helping me do the dishes ill let you but I refuse to let you do them alone,” you said as you put away some dry dishes.

“Princess, it’s my pleasure to cook you food, and the fact that you think that my cooking is five stars is more than enuff thanks. So go sit down and let me finish these” he glared at you with a threatening smile.

“Sweetie, I will not just sit around and look pretty well you work. It would hurt my pride.” you tried not to giggle seeing most of the dishes were already done.

“My little Aphrodite, you wouldn’t be sitting around doing nothing you would be being my muse, my inspiration to work.” Sanji huffed.

“My ray of sunshine, won’t you let me pamper you in any way? You know you deserve to be treated well.” you grabbed the final dish from his hands drying it off, “Plus banter makes chores go by way faster.” 

Sanji glared into your eyes for a long moment. Then he smiled, picked you up in a hug, and spun you around. He set you down and peppered kisses all over your face as he said, “why won’t you just let me take care of you?”

“Why don’t you let me help you?” you giggled, jokingly swatting at him, “Now you said you’d make me something sweet.” you redirected.

Sanji spun you around holding your back to his chest, “Well what kind of sweat do you want?” he hummed into your neck.

“How about some brownies,” you smiled, “ill grab the baker’s chocolate if you wanna start a double boiler.”

“No you go sit down and let me pamper you!” he grumbled as you spun out of his grasp.

“But I like backing!” you squeaked as you slipped into the pantry.

Sanji let out an annoyed huff before laughing, “Fine but I’m doing the dishes when were done.”

“Well see,” you called back.

[starry-bi-sky]

wolfpack. aka: if not friend, then why friend-shaped?

"Hey-- uh, Danny?" There's an almost imperceptible tremor in Tucker's voice.

Danny doesn't look up from what he's doing, his pencil scritching across his notebook as he tries to do another quadratic formula question. "Hm."

"What's -- uh -- what's with the dogs?"

He looks up now, and finally sees where Tucker is -- standing in the doorway of his room with an ashy look on his face and a skewed, nervous smile. He's got a white knuckle grip on the doorknob. Sam is wide-eyed behind him, and using him as a partial meat-shield.

Danny looks down to the two giant ghost wolves sprawled next to him lazily. One large green one with his head in Danny's lap, letting him use him as a prop-up for his notebook. Another equally large black one splayed against his hip, sleeping on her side with her head tilted inward to his calf.

Automatically, a grin tilts across Danny's face, and he lifts his notebook up to scratch behind the green one's ears. He opens a lazy eye, one that is bloody red with a ring of yellow around the pupil, before slipping it shut and leaning his head into Danny's touch. "This is Sirius and Procyon," he says, and reaches down to scratch Sirius' belly. "And they're not dogs, they're wolves."

"Great," Tucker says, his voice suddenly much smaller and faint, "Love that distinction."

Sirius makes a great big groan, and Danny's grin widens, his heart swelling with fondness. His hand slips away from her belly, and before he can put his notebook back down, Procyon pushes his head up his lap until his ear is against his stomach, demanding pets now too.

Sam peeks her head up from over Tucker's shoulder, "I think what Tucker's asking here is what are they doing here, Danny."

He shrugs, scratching under Procyon's chin. "They kinda just showed up. I tried sending them back to the Zone, but they keep returning." And they were weirdly intent on just following him around, which is the only reason he gave up on returning them. They weren't causing trouble, and they knew how to hide around the living. Plus, he just loves dogs. "So now I have two wolves living with me."

This, oddly enough, did not do anything to calm Sam and Tucker down. Tucker's mouth purses into a thin line, and he presses the sides of his palms to his lips in prayer. "How have your parents not found out about this?"

Danny wordlessly raises his hand, and his sleeve slides down to reveal a thin chain bracelet hooked around his wrist. He whistles sharply, and both Procyon and Sirius jerk their heads up to look at him, ears pricked up and eyes alert.

Silently, he points to his wrist and rattles it twice, and in unison both wolves stand up and pounce. Instantly, they turn into a respective, opaque black and green mist that swirls around the bracelet and forms into two, flat wolf charms.

Both wolves are posing in the stereotypical wolf howl, with little stars indented on the sides. Procyon's charm has the Canis Minor constellation engraved on it, while Sirius has the Canis Major.

Danny faces Sam and Tucker, and points at his wrist. "Like this."

[dirk-menace]

1 am experimenting

[puppyeared]

updated xin ref

[mawrrbid]

Maybe Leander with a little puppy for the art suggestion thing?

Silly lil man...

[kittykalliarts]

Happy Birthday to my favourite grumpy dragon man~

[kaq3yma]

𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 [togame jo]

⸻ a brief mention of bully + shaming, very slightly angst, slight violence if you squint, hurt to comfort.

qeena's brief note: a very short drabble from me to make it up for (?) idk what (੭˃ᴗ˂)੭ if you guys somehow notice it from how i wrote this, im still having a bit hard times characterising togame (all winbre chacs actually (｡•́︿•̀｡) ) im having a hard time rn so very sorry if this is shit but im learning so bare with me TT TT thank u so much sayangsss and happy reading xoxo

As the day draws to a close, the sun gradually sink beneath the horizon creating hues of gold and crimson. You settle on the swing, your feet bring you back and forth as the metal creaks and dip at the slight force. You had a pack of ice on your cheek, a futile attempt to soothe the swollen bump before he came. Without notice, the swing beside you creaks causes you to tilt your head. The prominent yellow colored jacket makes your eyes lit and brighten up.

Togame has two bottles of ramune in his hands. He pops both marbles inside the bottle with frizz spewing out and give you one "What's with all that ice? He chuckles, taking a quick sip of his drink. You shake your head, his chuckle mixing in with your faint laughter "My teacher slapped me because I hurt my classmate." His brows quirk in a surprised manner "...Yeah," You look down, fiddling with the marble inside your carbonated drink.

You look up to stare at him because he said nothing but his face, you can tell by his expression, he's pleading you to begin again. A wry laugh escaped past your lips "He was talking shit about me, calling me ugly. I was so pissed off... I think I broke his nose." That earns you a laugh from Togame. You look at him, offended that he find times to laugh when you're being serious and swollen. His laughter trails off and he stare at you "You should've gauge his eyes out, that can make sure he's really blind." You scoff, laughing at his reckless and playful demeanor "I'm serious, you dork. Why are you being so violent?" You huff, drinking half of your ramune in frustration.

Suddenly, he gets up and push his hands inside his trouser jeans "Let's go." He walks off and you look at him, baffled "Where are you going, idiot? I was just getting comfortable." Sighing, you pick your stuff and run after him.

The two of you walk alongside each other, finding spots to take a breather "You..." His raspy voice caught you in trance and you look up, one brow furrowed upwards "Huh?" He shake his head, picking his glass up from the bridge of his nose to adjusted it "You are actually really pretty, Y/n." You grin, nodding your head at him as a confirmation to his tender words. Togame hold, no, grasp your hand firmly and put them in the pocket of his jacket.

You look at him from the side, and because of his round glass, you couldn't make out his green irises. The Shishitoren second-in-command look down at you, tightening his hold on you. However, when he look down, your reflection flashes into your eyes, ables you to look at your face, your pretty face.

The next day, you woke up and get ready for school. You look at yourself in the mirror, feeling all giddy and confident about today. You pack your stuff inside your bag and hurry out to school. You didn't check your phone when it buzzes but it's a text, from Togame and it says; "Have a nice day at school."

When you arrives, you notice a particular seat is empty. It was that guy's. You look at one of your classmates, asking them for his whereabouts since it's unusual for him to be absent but they mindless shrug you off, saying they had no idea. Unbeknownst to you though...

"What can I do? It's your fault for picking up on my girlfriend, anyway~" A swift blow erupt from the narrow alleyway and this time, Togame knows, the guy's nose is broke, for real.

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