#IM GOOOD IM GOOOD!!

[saexy]

@blowedtvhead-main x inumaki ; SWEET LAUREN!! A CAFE SHOUJOU AU!!! okay so you and inumaki worked at this cute cafe for soemtime now and you being a shy baby you basiaclky took forveer to befreind him.. but once you did.. you wer einstantly in the curcle.. and his freinds visisted HIM ALOTT AND sooner or later you found yourself to be apart of it too!!!but ome particular boy caught your eye and HE WAS FUNNY AND SMART AND SO KIND!! you just felt SO WARMM TO BE AROUND HIM... it was no oen other than yuuji.. and it was like you were snapping and daydreamingbin and aout about him.. but little did youbknkw.. all the time you soent looking at him.. he was looking at you.. inumaki isnt great w words or chamring like yuuji but he stayed back making uo some excuse to spent some time back.. untul you broke his heart confessing that you liked yuuji but that didnt stop him from being your friend.. but when yuuji politeky declined you were shattered and tige was there to wipe those tears off.. it took you a whileee to reqlize youve alwahs ever liked him :'))) but were so blinded to see and his hand fit rite into yours <3

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[tojisun]

sun!! i hope you’re doing well sweetheart <3

i’m on my period and feeling miserable :( i’m just imagining biker!simon and his big warm hands massaging my lower back and being my personal heating pad

i feel like he’d be so doting and sweet…and i just know his cuddles are IMMACULATE

my goodness my beloved im sorry for how late my reply to this is!! i hope ur feeling a whole lot better today :(( and that u were able to rest well hhhhh

no ur right!!! big man like simon gives out good hugs!! just, warm and comforting over all <33 // biker!simon mlist

simon leaves as soon as he can, your message still bright in his mind – im dying lol.

“Not on my watch,” is what simon replied, trying to be playful if only to distract you from your pain.

he says his goodbyes to his friends, waves at john who tells him he’ll close up the shop and that simon doesn’t have to worry about it, before walking towards the parking lot. he snags his helmet, snaps it on, and hefts himself on top of his bike.

he traces the initials engraved on his gloves before bringing up his hand to the mouth of his helmet and presses it in lieu of a kiss. then he’s off, the purr of his engine smooth as he whips against the wind.

simon’s left you on his bed today, bundled up in his sweater and underneath the blankets. you’ve been teary-eyed as you bid him goodbye, trying to assure him that your period’s not kicking your ass.

“just go, si,” you said, huffing when simon continued to stand by the edge of the bed, hesitating.

“i don’t wanna leave you when y’r like this, sweetheart,” he replied, bending down just enough to cup your cheek, his thumb swiping just underneath your eye.

“you can’t just skip work, y’know?”

“if it’s for you, i can.”

it wasn’t a lie – you two knew this – but you insisted, giggling, and told him to just remember to bring snacks when he returns home. he kissed you goodbye and drove off.

simon didn’t forget his promise, of course. his bag’s full of chocolates and cookies and a pack of electrolyte drinks. he knew the medicine cabinet was stocked but simon got extra pain medications – for cramping and nausea – in case you needed more.

johnny had seen simon’s grocery bag and asked that simon tell you that johnny’s wishing you to get well soon. then, kyle and john overheard and they gave simon the extra ladyfingers stored in the break room.

simon parks his bike and almost stumbles on his feet when he lurched out of his bike. he speeds through the stairs, thundering footsteps echoing, before tearing through the fire escape door.

he fumbles for his keys, steps into his apartment, and has just enough coherence to remember to toe his shoes off, place his helmet on the counter, snag his gloves off, and wash his hands. then, simon’s back in his room. back where you are.

you’re still buried underneath his quilt, curled into yourself. simon would have cooed at how little space you are taking up on his bed but he hears you whine, exhausted face peeking out of the quilt, before weary eyes meet his own.

“i’m home, sweetheart,” he breathes out, watching as your face breaks out into a smile.

“hey there, baby,” you reply, shuffling until he sees you lift a corner of the sheets for him to crawl in.

simon doesn’t even care that he’s still in his work clothes, not when your pretty eyes are pleading him to slip in and finally cuddle with you. so he drops his bag and takes his jacket off, before slipping underneath the quilt and sliding beside you.

you’re blinking up at him as he settles in, your warm palms reaching up to caress his cool face. he hears the faint hum that rumbles from your throat and simon huffs a fond laugh at the small smile tickling your lips.

“how do you want me, love?” he asks, his own hands claiming their rightful place by your waist. he rubs at your sides the way he knows you want – smooth glides with just enough pressure, grounding you into him.

“spoonin’,” you whisper, sniffing, before turning away from him with your mind made up.

simon laughs, pressing the quiet puffs of it on the back of your head as you shimmy towards him, pressing your back to his chest, before falling putty with a quiet sigh. he loops his arm around your waist, the heavy weight of his palm falling just underneath your belly.

“lift y’r head up a bit,” simon murmurs, humming when he slots his other arm under your head for you to use as a pillow. “good girl,” he murmurs as you fall back into him.

simon fixes the sheets as you shuffle closer again, nuzzling your face onto his arm with a pleased grumble, and he barks a laugh at your sudden sneeze.

“shit, sorry,” you croak out, hiding your face behind your palms.

simon laughs. “don’t be, sweetheart.” he kisses the back of your head again. “feelin’ better?”

“a bit,” you reply, and simon trembles when he feels your fingers glide along his arm. “now that you’re here.”

jesus. you sure know how to make him ache with the weight of his love, huh sweetheart?

IT GOT TOO LONG IM SORRY!! but yea :(( i hope u are feeling better luv <333

[blabberoo]

Im going insane over people making their own animated openings for their own gravity falls au itS SO COOL IM GONNA START FOAMING ON MY MOUTH

[seekingbridgerton]

Netflix is dropping a trailer tomorrow! But until then…

LOOK AT MY BABES!!!

They looks so good my lord.

AND LOOK AT BENEDICT!!! AHHHHHH 😭

[soultiio]

soft and fluffy like a lion's mane?

[karkats-longsleeves]

@coulsart made these for me and I can't breathe when I lOOK AT THEMMMMM.......... Thank you worstie I will GET you back!!!!

[lemongogo]

lost number 13 , elendira the crimsonnail

[muxas-world]

Theres 0s clean and churches toughs righ now

[redpinkwine]

Omg...thank you Tim minear thank you so fucking much

[koszmarnybudyn]

They are creatures.

[glitzybunny]

The unholy COTL trinity PFFF

[todayisafridaynight]

commission for @esmeralda-juniper: tyvm fo comissionin me !

[dwightschrute11]

Lazy sketches of calypso in years of her life. HALLOWEEN ART IS COMING SOON I PROMISE

[ficyorick]

WAHHH, XinShu406 / @shuxin-15 made fanart of That One Scene from bad ending ch5 and I'm yelling ITS SOOO GOOD. LOOK AT ITTT im screaming !!!!! (reposted with permission<3)

[3416]

THIS IS EVEYRTHING TO ME E E EE E E E E

[rebeccasjack]

OMGGGG k wait with the trailer out let me speak my truth……I do think Colin and Penelope will get married with Colin knowing the truth but still angry about LW. And honestly I PREFER this. I always wanted this but feared they went thru so many people annoyed about no KA wedding they would do this to avoid discourse again and I know people wanted a happy wedding but Colin going through with the wedding even tho he’s PISSED is such good food!!! She is his wife!!!! He loves her and chose her!!!! And this is marriage, ur person is ur person no matter what. Penelope is his person, no matter what!!! Even if he’s hurt and pissed and she could bring his world to an end (she could get exposed and bring him and his family scandal, she could get HURT, in which case he would die) he can’t imagine not being with her but he still gets to be (rightfully) angry and hurt