#Kidding

[amessformiles]

momm- *BANG*

[hansoeii]

surprisingly, viktor is quite the hugger. Only jayce knows this, of course.

[calebsdraft]

“shh, baby, i know, i know,” caleb cooed as you rubbed your cheek against his chest, sniffing. god, you felt like you were in hell. what did you do to deserve this? you were good. probably. sorta. still, you didn’t deserve this massive headache.

you let out another little cough and you felt tears well up in your eyes. this is the second time you were sick. this time, it was worse. way worse. your throat hurt, your legs cramped, you had the worst headache, not to mention your nose is runny. you had already bawled into his chest at your sickness. you couldn’t do it again.

but oh, no, caleb already knew that you were about to cry. “oh, no, don’t cry. doll, don’t cry.” his words soothed you until another wave of your killer headache kicked. “caleb… i’m dying. i’m in hell,” you whined, words muffed by the soft fabric of his shirt.

you felt the deep rumble of his chest whenever he chuckled and his large hand came up to caress your hair. you couldn’t go to work—not yesterday, not today, and not tomorrow, either. you let out a groan thinking about it. good thing caleb was there. “want me to make your favorite food? i’ll add a bit of candy, yeah? also some medicine.”

you looked up at him once his words went through your head and you felt your eyes getting teary again. “you’re the best boyfriend ever, what the fuck?” you sniffed and dug your face into his chest again. he couldn’t help but to let out a bark of laughter, that same old smile on his face.

“alright, pips. you wanna go help me make the food?”

“yeah!”

[yhwcomeback]

How I think each of the ninja would dress Lloyd

Zane: Just wants Lloyd to feel as comfortable as possible, and it's basically Lloyd old outfit with a few fixes

Nya: Saw it on Pinterest and thought it was the cutest thing

Cole: He let Lloyd look at his clothes until they both had matching outfits

Kai: Just wanted a mini version of himself to hang out

Jay: Swears this is the type of thing he used to wear when he was a child (got heavily judged for it)

[rotten7rat]

Just gonna leave this here

[sarafroot]

I wanna see more androgynous cait I feel like people tend to portray her super put together and feminine but in my mind it’s because we’re so used to seeing her in uniforms

She doesn’t really come off as a fashionista to me. I used to think she was but now im like waittt. Like you’re telling me that if she existed RIGHT NOW in this society she wouldn’t wear the same sweater for a week straight to maximize efficiency. Righttt….

[michsmeesh]

haiiiiii its me again!!!!!!!!! haiiii hellooo

drawing this took the last surviving nerve i had so im gonna go sleep now gn ♥

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[krysial]

fuck listeners that overwork themselves, gimme a listener that can never get shit done. gimme a listener that struggles to get out of bed because the thought of doing things is so physically exhausting. gimme a listener who cannot and will not do work until someone drags their ass to their desk and tries to help them focus. gimme a listener with executive dysfunction

for those telling me about treasure, i honestly don’t know shit about them since i haven’t listened to porter’s playlist at all LMAO

[leashybebes]

fuck it friday

alriiiiight, tagged by @bidisasterevankinard, thank you beloved. here's some mostly dialogue i wrote in a fugue state over my lunch break inspired by things 👀👀👀(🤡)

Hen waves her hand in a keep him talking gesture and Buck nods, squeezing Tommy's hand.

"I'm so sorry," Tommy sobs. "God, in a - in a lifetime of shitty decisions, it was the worst mistake I ever made. Evan - Evan, I'm so sorry. You made me so happy. You woulda made me so happy if I just - fuck - if I just let you."

"Hey, hey, c'mon. It's okay. I got you, Tommy, it's okay."

Tommy tries to shake his head, and Buck braces him to stop him.

"Listen," he gasps out. "Listen to me. You didn't do anything wrong. You're brave and you're beautiful and you're - you're so good, Evan. It wasn't your fault. You didn't - you didn't do anything wrong. You don't need to feel guilty or - "

"H-hey, stop it," Buck says. "We're not doing that. I know you're a movie guy, but we're not doing dramatic goodbyes, okay? We'll talk. We'll talk in the hospital, okay?"

Tommy's teeth are chattering. He looks grey. But he's determined to get more heartbreaking words out, apparently, so Buck squeezes his hand and soothes him through it.

"'m s-s-so s-s-s-self-ish," Tommy says.

"What? What do you mean?"

"I'm so - Evan, I'm so glad you're here."

"Hey, hey, me too. Wouldn't be anywhere else. Just hold on, babe, it's gonna be - "

"So - so glad I got to s-s-see y-y-you." Tommy laughs wetly, and it makes an awful noise rattle through his chest. "'m such - such an asshole."

"No you're not, Tommy, of course you're not."

Tommy's eyelids flutter, and then they close.

"No, n-no, come on, Tommy, eyes on me, baby please," Buck begs.

"On three," Hen says, and Chim shoves Buck aside to help her.

Tommy's hand falls from his, and Buck tries not to think about last times.

no pressure tags for @beanarie, @ambernotember, @hyperfocusthusly

[osamiiya]

tw//intoxication, swearing

———

Iwaizumi rarely got drunk. In fact, he was often the designated driver when the Seijoh alums went out for a drink to “catch up”.

But, rarely doesn’t mean never.

You had been working late, laptop resting on your lap as you looked through emails and documents that your coworkers had sent you last minute. Then, the text came.

Or rather, photo.

The [image attached] message popped up on the top right corner of your computer, then followed by a text saying “your husband?” Slightly confused, and amused, you open the text to see your husband, staring down into his glass with furrowed eyebrows.

You’re quick to answer Matsukawa that you’re on your way before making your way out of bed and into the car.

Iwaizumi would never hear the end of it if he had to be dropped off at home by one of his friends, and besides, drunk Iwaizumi is a rare occurrence.

Parking is easy, not very many people drive to the bar, and it’s easy to find the group you’re looking for. You swear you can hear Oikawa’s laugh from outside.

As you approach the group, you hear the tail end of their conversation.

“…besides, we knew he would be the first to get married.”

Oikawa makes a wounded noise.

“I had a girlfriend in high school!”

“And look where that got you.”

Hanamaki snorts at Matsukawa’s retort and takes a sip of his drink.

Iwaizumi’s back is to you, and he’s still hunched over his drink, albeit quietly. You open your mouth to greet them when Iwaizumi finally mumbles.

“I miss y/n.”

The table freezes as they turn to Iwaizumi, watching his eyes well with tears as he traces the rim of his glass.

“Shit, we got him too drunk.” Oikawa’s on damage control, not seeing you approach the table as Matsukawa texts on his phone, most likely to you if the vibration of your phone means anything.

“Look! Y/n!” Oikawa yelps, pointing to you as you wave, finally having gotten their attention.

Iwaizumi turns to you and your heart clenches at the sight of his red rimmed eyes that grow wider at the sight of you.

“Y/n.” He breathes out, blinking slowly.

You quickly say your goodbyes to the table, scooping up your husband into your arms as best you can, making sure that the other men at the table have a way home.

The way home is quiet as Iwaizumi sways slightly in his seat.

“I’m drunk.” He mumbles as the two of you stumble into your shared apartment.

“I can see that.” You grunt, pulling off his shoe.

“I love you.” He whispers, hand coming up clumsily to cup your cheek.

“I can see that.” You smile.

[viminoo]

the medic and his sun

just a quick sketch i coloured in for funsies! and the rest of the doodles i drew,,,

[sillygoofyqueer]

oh my god i love seeing wei qingqwei content in the tags hes so funny. anyways i personally believe hes one of the few peak lords who refuses to let shen jiu's jabs get to him and keeps trying to tell him his bad puns and it makes shen jiu SO mad

Everyone else whispering and spreading rumours about what Shen Jiu does with his time, and then you see Wei Qingwei carefully scribbling down a list of jokes that he's going to send with a letter about the next sword choosing ceremonies to Shen Jiu; this man WILL succumb and become his didi. Yue Qingyuan seemed to have awkward history with the man, but WEI QINGWEI doesn't. I like to think Shen Jiu receives these shitty jokes, reading through them with the upmost straight face because the messenger from Wan Jian Peak is still hovering around and will report back to Wei Qingwei if Shen Jiu's lips so much as twitch. Then he calmly, slowly writes a single note for the messenger to take back - "your puns suck. Do better." While most people would take this as an insult, Wei Qingwei sees this as nothing but a challenge - it's the longest he's spent away from the forge, coming up with the best puns possible and putting them on the xianxia equivalent of flashcards, meaning that Shen Jiu will have to read the puns one by one, flipping each one over to read the punchline. He does not stop, will NOT stop until he gets his shixiong to laugh. It's a matter of principle NOT to laugh, Shen Jiu thinks - as though he isn't sort of, kinda, pleased that someone is putting in such a sincere effort to make him grin. Not get angry or snap or become embarrassed. Wei Qingwei wants him to laugh. There isn't even any ulterior motives of guilt as there is with Yue Qingyuan. (This is the reason we don't hear much about Wei Qingwei in canon - Shen Jiu has no fight with his existence (provided he keep up with the puns) /j/j)

[artbychromo]

managed to finish something in time! happy birthday mr pirate king

[weepingnectar]

he just wants to finish their mission

[corneredcopia]

Was healing then immediately got bombarded with thoughts of stob again…life goes on but at what cost