#I’m not deleting that

[shortysquadpresident]

Found a Re-Animator figure at the toy shop today and I’m so happy

[bixels]

Wish regular folks on the internet would stop towing the line and continuing to act like furries are some weird, deviant thing nowadays. I’ll be watching Vinny Vinesauce and a hot male furry design will show up in a game and he’ll go ‘oh. Oh god. Oh god chat no. OH GODD WHY. EUGH CHAT STOP. (makes an inhuman noise) WHY ARE HIS TITS SO.’ Like, man, relax. His tits are so because it’s hot, get horny like the rest of us, next question.

[emmyrosee]

anon sent me an ask about toddler yuuji putting flowers in readers hair and reader putting one in Sukuna’s hair and of COURSE MY ASS DELETED IT- so here it is in a not so pretty format ☹️🫶🏻

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Tiny legs toddle over to sukuna, only to bypass him completely and waddle to you, a dandelion clenched in his fist. The yellow flower looks brighter in the sunlight, but not as bright as your smile when yuuji nudges the flower at you proudly. “For me?” You coo, and he nods victoriously.

“Head!” He says, patting your head gently with his free hand. You give him a hum of understanding, bowing down so the small boy can plant the weed in himself; he does so, happily, and Sukuna’s heart squeezes at the sight.

There’s a contrast of the yellow that now nests in your tresses versus the hues in your hair, and when you turn to smile at him, Sukuna’s own lips curl into a small smirk. He’d never tell you, but the fact his favorite little twerp has taken more than a liking to you means the world to him, and he adores watching you both interact as smoothly as you do.

He sees the love in Yuuji’s eyes. He’s almost positive it’s the same love he looks at you with.

When the small child comes back over to give you another flower, you capture it in your own hand to slip it into Sukuna’s in the same place as yours rests. He blinks, unamused, only for you to fall into a fit of laughter.

“Looks good with your tattoos,” you say, leaning up to press a kiss to his jawline, which he hums appreciatively at. “Makes you less scary.”

“I’m not scary,” he scoffs. “I’m threatening.”

“Oh, right, of course,” you snort.

Yuuji’s eyes suddenly light up and his chubby legs carry him back to the dandelions, one hand grabs the yellow weed, the other grabs a puffy, white one. When he runs back to show you both, the puffs have disappeared from the bud of the dandelion and flown into the air, leaving just a stem.

“For you!” He chirps, passing you the yellow weed. Then, he turns to Sukuna and thrusts his small hand at his brother- only to then drop in confusion when there’s no longer fluff adorning the weed. “Huh?”

“It blew away, bud,” Sukuna sighs. “Gotta be careful with those, be gentle.”

Yuuji merely blinks big eyes at his brother in confusion, but it quickly fades and turns to pride as he ushers the stem to his older brother. “Yeah. Thanks.”

“We’cm ‘suku!”

[pencilscratchins]

to everyone asking when i’m gonna post art again… hey guys i recently acquired six incredibly large clown paintings so i’m sort of booked at the moment

[ghostember]

thought it’d be fun to compile all of my drawings of this character over the years

as a bonus here’s the very very first drawing i’ve done. ended up liking the design enough to run with it

[discosmackdown]

the fallen

[teatreeoilll]

If you were to ask Gojo Satoru who his first kiss was, he would always say it was you - making everyone at the dinner table, party, or bar look up at him with dreamy eyes while mouthing small awws and oohs to match.

And you’d sit there in silence, listening to him tell that blatant lie as your face grew red and your heart threatened to burst out of your chest, knowing that he had, in fact, kissed many girls before; whether they pressed their lips to his in high school parties, or grinded against him in clubs until finally shoving their tongues in his mouth; he had already done it plenty of times before he had ever laid eyes on you.

But on some drowsy night, when the thought first popped in his head, he muttered the words into the air like a prayer, “You know you were my first kiss, right?”

And he pouted when you laughed at what you felt was the nth joke of the day, until he started softly explaining that each kiss before you had never felt like what a kiss was supposed to be like; That when for the first time you finally found the courage to grab his face and press your lips to his, he knew the true terror of kissing. How he was scared that his tongue was too deep in your mouth even though he wanted to push it deeper and deeper, and how when you smiled against his lips, his stomach did cartwheels for hours after it ended.

“You don’t get to choose these things, Satoru.” You reprimanded, but never corrected him once.

[palipunk]

He’s saying the thing again

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[amoebeau]

do u ever think about them

[soupthatwasreheated]

Alice Dyer is NOT Tim 2.0. Their humor is completely different. Canon Tim is incredibly different from fanon tim. He is funny sometimes, but when it comes down to it, his humor comes down to “millenial who makes the occasional pop culture reference and is jokingly flirty sometimes”. He knows what a meme is, but his meme knowledge is not that far advanced from “I can haz cheesburger” cat. He is not hip with the memes. Alice is the one who is hip with the memes. Please let this woman be cringe and let Timothy Stoker be free from the chains of comedic relief meme guy.

[playerkingsley]

gwendolyn de rolo, the most charming person in whitestone (feat. the eyes of charming)

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an addendum to this post

[buildoblivionthenwewilltalk]

ch-ch-changes

[spacegay-archetype]

Coming from a fallout new vegas supremacist, the fallout show was really good some of you are just annoying

[wolvesandshine]

I’m so convinced that the only reason the Marauders find out about Remus being a werewolf is because of Regulus cause let’s be real all of them are dumbasses like this is how it prob went down

Sirius: My new best friend gets sick every month I don’t know what to do

Regulus *innocently*: oh so he’s like a werewolf?

Sirius *scandalised* : No-

Sirius: *thinking back to all the times Remus’s sickness coincided with the full moon*

Sirius: Oh fuck

[geryone]

that summer, Silas Denver Melvin