#I love the mumble mumble man

[gayboss-too-close-to-the-sun]

every time I try to figure out a new Hozier song on my guitar I get a lovely surprise, because I have never in my life heard all the lyrics correctly before reading them

[loverboyfemboy]

i am going feral (i wanna be cuddled and listen to music together)

[1000dactyls]

httyd sketches I’ve compiled from the past couple of days v_v;;) I’ve been learning to draw the dragons and am studying a lot of nico marlet’s art for it…… barf& belch hold a special place in my heart so of course i also had to draw their silly humans. And their silly humans’ fave too. but no one told me the real struggle wld be drawing stoick the vast in all his glory. Omfg. His beard is awesome it’s shaped like a star.

and modern au………..!!!! have been debating this with a friend. toothless is a cat until he is a service dog. do you feel me? and hiccup wears his fishinf get up to his classes after getting up at 4am to help his dad draw in the fish that morning.snug little cozy coastal town that has more secrets than it should. Do you feel me?

[mandiemegatron]

𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙢𝙚𝙧 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙔𝙤𝙪

ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ x ᴄɪꜱꜰᴇᴍ!ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

ᴀ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴄᴏɴꜰᴇꜱꜱɪᴏɴ ꜰɪᴄ! ʀᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɢ, ꜱᴜɪᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴀɢᴇꜱ. ᴍᴅɴɪ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴀʙᴇʟᴇᴅ 18+, ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʙᴇ ʙʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ꜱɪɢʜᴛ.

ᴀ ᴛʀᴇᴀᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛɪᴇ, ʙᴇᴛᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡɪꜰᴇʏ @moss-woods 💖 ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏ. ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴅʟᴇꜱꜱʟʏ!

ɪ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴀɢᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰɪɴᴀʟʟʏ ɢᴏᴛ ʙɪᴛ ʙʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀɴᴊɪ ʙᴜɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜰɪɴɪꜱʜ ᴛʜɪꜱ! ɪ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʟʟ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ, ᴍᴜᴄʜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ! ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ!

It was freezing cold the night Sanji realized he was lucky enough to love you.

With a winter storm beating into the Thousand Sunny, most Strawhats were unable to sleep, tossing and turning in their bunks as they tried to ignore the frigid breeze sneaking under the bedroom doors.

You'd silently snuck out of the woman's shared bedroom and into the kitchen, the sound of your thick furred slippers muted by the whistle of the heavy winds. When you opened the door, you weren't sure if you should be surprised to see Sanji at the stove, warming up some tea for himself.

“You too, eh?”

The blonde man jumped slightly, turning to you with a wide eye before huffing out a soft laugh, covering his heart with a hand as he answered, “No way I can sleep through this and Zoro's snoring. I can only take one or the other,” he half-jokes, flashing you a wide grin before fetching a second mug for you.

“Hot chocolate for you, dearest?”

You can't help but give him a sleep grin in reply, sitting down at the table to watch him. “That sounds great, Sanji. Thank you so much.” He waves you off with a soft, “Anything for you my dear.”

it was the warm way your fingers touched as he handed you the steaming mug, reminding you gently, “It's hot, just be careful…” as he slides his fingers away from yours. His heart stops at the smile on your face, gentle and genuine, as you take a very small sip.

“It's perfect! As always.”

His face lights up like the sun at your praise before bringing his own mug over, sitting across from you comfortably.

“Were you able to sleep at all, Y/N?”

You took another sip before shaking your head slightly, fighting back a frown as you commented, “No… I tossed and turned for a few hours before deciding to just get up.” You threw him another small grin as you added, “I wasn't sure if I should have been shocked to see you in here already.”

Sanji chuckles before taking a sip of his own, placing his mug down and holding it between his hands as he replies, “I would have gotten up in about an hour to start breakfast prep anyways, but thought I just might as well get up now.” His fingers tap on the ceramic gently as he adds, “Honestly I was surprised it was you coming in and not our shitty captain.”

You can't help but laugh, rolling your eyes as you reply, “Ah yes, Luffy's midnight rest crusade… how could I forget.” You both shared a laugh, thinking about the crazy fiasco that happened a few nights prior. “I never saw colour drain from his face so fast before,” you laughed out.

Sanji snickered, taking another sip before he jokes, “I told him I'd kick his ass across the ship if he did it again, especially right after we just restocked, and he thought I was joking!” He grins and chuckles out, “Not my fault he's stupid.”

You laugh with him, shaking your head as you defend your captain, “He's not stupid, he's just… ballsy! And very determined!” Sanji laughs outright at your words, shaking his own head slightly as he agrees softly, “Ah, yeah, I suppose.”

You both settle into silence, watching each other sip your hot beverages until he finally blabs out,

“... What do you see in that shitty marimo?”

You blink a few times before slowly asking, “Uh…. What?”

Sanji groans and covers his face, the tips of his ears bright red as he sighs heavily, rubbing at his flesh with another, more irritated groan before he finally gets out,

“I see how he looks at you… and it makes me so mad…” He clenches his hands into fists on the table, unable to look you in the eyes as he glares a hole into the wood. “He doesn't deserve someone like you, someone made entirely of sunshine and goodness, someone beautiful and perfect,” He sighs again before mumbling, “I'm so sorry, Y/N, just pretend I didn't say anything.”

You sit there in shock, blinking in absolute confusion as you hold your mug. The stinging heat doesn't register, unable to pull you from your confusion as you suddenly ask in return, “Why the hell do you think I have a thing with Zoro?!” Your face contorts into one of slight disgust, not towards Zoro but the thought of being intimate with someone you only have respect for. “Eugh, Sanji, no! I do not have anything with Zoro other than friendship, and I can promise you that he feels the same.”

Sanji's face turns up to stare you down, his eye wide and confused himself as he slowly presses, “You… nothing? Not even once?”

You shake your head with a laugh before replying, “Not even once, Sanji! And why would I like him when I like y-” Your eyes go wide as you stop yourself, your eyes slowly sliding down to the table as you press your lips into a fine line.

There's a pause between you as you hold your breath, hoping he would drop it.

No dice.

“You… me?”

His voice is almost a whisper as he speaks, his eye still wide and almost desperately searching your face for any sign of deceit.

His heart does a loop when he sees your face burn in bright reds.

“Eh?! Me?!”

You slowly look back up at him, an unsure look on your face as you somehow croak out, “Y-yeah?”

Sanji immediately lets out a loud “WOO!” before nearly jumping out of his seat and going to your side of the table and dropping to his knees, gently picking up your hands and holding them to his chest as he beams down at you, “You're serious?! You like me?!”

You shush Sanji loudly, taking your hands from his and gently patting his shoulders as you beg him, “Yes, yes I do, now please! Hush Sanji, you're gonna wake everyone up!”

Sanji swore he could have cried, looking down at you as you stared at him, begging him to stay quiet but with a large grin across his face he nearly shouts, “No way! There's no way I'm keeping quiet about you, or how I feel about you!”

He stands in a flash and turns to rush out of the kitchen when Robin and Nami enter the kitchen, a frown on the orange haired navigators face as she snaps, “You two better shut the hell up! Just because you couldn't sleep doesn't mean we can't either!”

Robin hides a sly grin behind a hand as she winks at you before adding in a tired tone, “We're all exhausted from this storm. Some peace and quiet would be appreciated.”

Sanji immediately apologizes, nearly falling at their feet as he gushes, “Oh yes of course my lovely ladies, my absolute apologies for running your beauty sleep!” He doesn't even flinch as Nami punches the side of his head as she snaps, “You better keep quiet or I'll wake up Luffy with his favourite words!”

Sanjis balks at her, shaking his head madly as he begs her in a low tone, “Nami please, I swear-” He flinches this time when she raises a fist threateningly. He gives her a silent salute and crawls back over to you, sliding back into his chair with his lips pressed together tightly.

Nami flashes the fist at you as well and you give her a tight lipped smile before the two women finally head back towards the women's room.

You two sit in silence once again, hearts beating like wild drums and it's only after a good ten minutes that you finally whisper to him,

“Does that mean you like me too, Sanji?”

He looks up from his mug, blue eye bright as he grins and whispers back,

“Yeah. It does.”

He reaches out a hand across the small table and you reach back, your fingers gently intertwining as he continues,

“I'm so glad… you chose me.”

Tears burn in your eyes at his loving touch, your fingers burning in his as you reply gently,

“I'm glad you chose me, too.”

In the silence of the kitchen, it was then that Sanji thanked the freezing storm that crashed against the Thousand Sunny. With you in his heart, it suddenly didn't feel so cold anymore.

[hattersarts]

"I have done what is expected of me!"

[merakiui]

me: i'm not a malleus fan.

malleus: *exists in diasomnia book*

me: on second thought..........

[macadam]

Was explaining to a friend how socially inept optimus is in tfp which devolved into a 20 minute long tedtalk where I just kept providing examples of megatron trying to engage in any semblance of banter while battling optimus and optimus’ only response is to frown bigger. He just keeps looking more and more intense until someone else comes in to relieve the social tension. Some may call it romantic/sexual tension between exes but in actuality optimus —“do you want to see something funny” “no”— prime is just incapable of holding any conversation and leaves megatron to flounder in this conversational void, turning every sentence said into an increasingly pathetic monologue. Megatron seems obsessed with optimus because he’ll say something insulting or set bait to goad optimus into a response but instead optimus just stares and frowns. And if there’s one thing megatron refuses to do it’s backtrack so he’ll just keep digging. The only time megatron is freed from this prison is when ratchet is there to insult him back but because megatron’s focus starts on optimus it just ends up turning into megatron and ratchet arguing over optimus’ honour while he’s off to the side pummelling whatever vehicon/corpse/seeker megatron has set on him, or is falling off a cliff because his legs are too long and in however many millennia it’s been he still can’t get used to the robot puberty the matrix put him through

[jonathanbyersphd]

"He's not like you"

[coastxlwaters]

Proof im insane lol

Tbf the sketch layer was deleted cause it was glitching

@malwaresilly Hey mod, remember this lol?

[amatres]

will say now that i am replaying dragon age 2 on impulse, the scene where you say you wont massacre a bunch of mages and if anders is in the party with you, theres a moment where he just looks at you and the scene lingers. it caught me off guard i completely forgot that happens, anders buddy have higher standards

[mint-mumbles]

[they-hermes]

im always thinking about these twos fucked up sibling relationship. like sunstreaker is like my brother is the only person i like :) meanwhile sideswipe is like ugh my arrogant and selfish brother. i hate him and i must outdo him every single time. i am clearly the humble one here

[meiffy]

the way that gojo proves time and time again that he loves geto despite everything that’s happened makes me feel physically ill. romantic or not, this really just proves how much he values geto as a person.

[skyburger]

kirby is like the funniest character to have in smash and like listen. they couldve just not given him his copy ability in smash but they DID and he has so many stupid outfits because of this and it fucking rules. why are these real images of an official unmodded first-party nintendo game. this is awesome

[mandiemegatron]

Eee!! (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

I'm excited ur taking requests!! Would you be able to do a cute n fluffy little killer x reader? Say... A soft intimate moment alone; maybe something about how big his hands are, and the way they would so perfectly wrap around the one he loves so safely, so securely. 🫣 You know, hands that can kill yet choose so be so gentle. 💕

HI CIN BABBYYY !!! Thank you SO much for asking for something Killer, I've been wanting to write something for him for ages and now you've given me a reason to 😭😭😭🤲🤲🤲

I hope this is okay !! Thank you for everything, love you and hope you enjoy !! 🤭🤭💖💖

『 𝙸𝚗 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝙷𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 』

𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝙶/𝙽 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝚁𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍: 𝚃 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝.

No beta, we die like men 💪

It never ceased to amaze you how gentle Killer was with you.

Hands that could rip a man's head clean from his body held you with the utmost tenderness, the power in his grip never more than what you could handle.

Watching him crush pirates left and right with a cheerful cackle always sent shivers over your skin, sometimes distracting you from your own fight as you sliced men down.

It was the moments at night that reminded you just how gentle this giant could be, cradling your body to his as if you were made of porcelain. You weren't small or dainty; you were hardy and fit in your own way, your skin scarred and full of stretch marks, but every time, Killer would trace your flesh with the softest touch.

You'd had to beg him many times while being intimate for him to let loose, to let his inhibitions run wild as he devoured you whole, but he never gave in, always clenching his teeth and hissing through them as he made love to you. He would bury his face in your neck, breathing you in and murmuring promises of protecting you and loving you for the rest of his life.

Tonight was no different.

Breathing heavily, you laid half on his body, your face smushed into his chest as he held you to him almost too tight, one of his hands wrapped around your back and arms, keeping you to him while the other ran thick fingers through your hair. You traced idle shapes over his massive chest with a tired hand, watching with half lidded eyes as he moved his hand from your hair to lift your hand to his lips, pressing kiss after kiss to your skin.

“Kil…”

There's a soft hum from the man, his mind still wandering as he continues to kiss your hand.

“... Killer.”

Finally, he gives you a side-eyed glance for less than a moment before letting his eyes close again.

“Yes, my love?”

You frown slightly, shifting your body so you're resting over top of him, your face hovering over his as you stare him down. His arm moves from your shoulder to your waist as he tries to fight the slow grin that rises but is unable to, giving a dramatic sigh as he snaps his eyes open to give you a mocking look in return.

"Yes?” He presses again, raising an eyebrow at the expression on your face. You continue to stare down at him for a few moments before finally asking,

“Why are you so afraid to get rough with me?”

Killer freezes under you, his eyes slowly reopening to stare up at you as his thoughts begin to race. His mouth opens to respond, but nothing comes out, just a mildly choked sound that barely escapes his throat.

You tilt your head slightly, brows furrowing as you continue,

“Do you think you'll hurt me or something?”

“Of course I do.”

His response nearly cuts you off, worry and anxiety laced in his words as you stare at each other. You felt your heart sink slowly as you murmur sadly,

“... do you think I'm weak?”

Killer sits up so fast that he almost flings you off him, if not for his grip around your waist. You give a sound of surprise, clinging to his shoulders as he sits you in his naked lap.

“Never in a million years would I think so lowly of you,” he barely gets out, holding your hips tightly in his massive hands, his thumbs rubbing small circles into your flesh. “Never would I think that you're weak. I just…”

You wait patiently for him to keep going, your hands slowly rubbing up and down his forearms tenderly.

“... I would never forgive myself if I hurt you.”

You hummed softly at his words, leaning forward to rest your forehead against his as you asked,

“Not even if I wanted you to hurt me?”

He pulled away to gawk at you, horrified conviction across his face as he snapped,

"Are you insane? What kind of person would want that?"

You shrugged, glancing to the side before murmuring,

“I would, if it's you. I trust you,” You looked back to him as you continued, “I love you, but you act like I'm made of glass, as if you'd shatter me into a million pieces if you fucked me too hard.”

Killer simply stares, blinking a few times as he mulled over your words. You took his silence as rejection, giving a soft sigh as you tried to reason with him.

“I love you, regardless. I just… I don't know, sometimes I just… want more. I love being with you, and being intimate with you is something I'll never take for granted, I just wish you trusted yourself the way I trust you.”

Killer remains silent, his hands still caressing your hips as he takes in your plea. He gives a heavy sigh before leaning in and capturing your lips in his, only pulling away to murmur,

“I love you.”

You gave him a warm smile in return, kissing him back and clinging to him as he wraps you in his arms, your bare front pressing into his.

“... maybe one day,” he murmurs into your throat, pressing a few kisses to your neck as his hands run up and down your back lovingly.

You grin into his shoulder, humming in agreement as you comment softly,

“Maybe one day.”

[tired-old-men]

@psychoana16

Spectre takes out a photograph from a pocket hidden in the darkness of his robes. He takes a long look at it, his gaze softening ever so slightly as he admires it. With a bit of hesitance he shows you the photograph.  “…A very special moment for my wife and I…”