#If u squint

[mushoki]

He's at your service :]

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[wtfforged]

i like when hes squishy!

[creepycoffins]

I feel like yall are watching me slowly walk backwards into hell

[roxazure]

the last part of the shadow series was great. here's some more art and gifs i made over the past few days

[chukaser]

that one random question your friend drops after an hiur of silence

[leox-un]

we all have our part to play 🎭

[moncuries]

nico, i've seen a lot of brave things. but what you just did? that was maybe the bravest.

[basoogil]

yeah

[pluvioseprince]

here's mithrun as a fucked up looking hamster

and heres mithrun after you say something nice to him

[tanukiimo]

doodled some falin outfits from official art!!

[jujuberii]

no matter the ship, i love the trope where toph can sense who has a crush on the other bc of their heartbeats. They'll be stuttering through a convo and she'll just be there like I Know What You Are.

[kukopelli]

Nosramus !!! Haii !! Haii !!!

[nimblefoxes]

😇

[incinerated-vestiges]

that’s them alright

[rhupi]

Tiktok quality is SHIT. So tumblr we go

[tacticalprincess]

OMG a Hooters waitress reader x König is my brain rot rn it's so goofy and silly

it’s not unfamiliar that your customers can be flustered, stuttering messes — you always prefer that over the usual obnoxious shameless creeps — but it definitely doesn’t normally come from giant, burly men dressed in full military gear. though you can tell the men he’s surrounded by fit the second category, laughing childishly and shoulder checking him when you approach the table.

“why don’t you tell the pretty lady what you want, colonel? somethin’ on the menu, that is.”

he doesn’t speak much but to utter out an order of wings and fries, and you take pity on how nervous he sounds, the way his eyes keep wandering down to your full breasts under his mask, unsure where to look. it’s not like you mind — you signed up for this job, after all, and you pride yourself on your assets. but for some reason, being able to make this mountain of a man school-girl shy evokes an untouched confidence deep inside you.

you’re extra flirty nice to him the rest of their stay… until he spills his water all over you when you graze your hand along his giant arm, that is :( he apologizes profusely and tries to clean you up, before he realizes how inappropriate it is that he’s dabbing flimsy napkins into your soaked chest, and you excuse yourself to the back.

it’s as equally a pleasant as it is a disturbing surprise when he comes back the next weekend, sitting at the same spot, alone this time.