#TAKE THIS]

[dovewingkinnie]

what if she still had some of her mind intact when abstracted idk!! also caine is there because i like these two Goodnight

[all-skedaddle-and-no-bop]

[avoidbee]

Harrow and one of the most gut wrenching quotes ever conceived

[tyciel]

yay redheads. more to come im sure

[kazzykatt]

Take This, Artfight Edition 3! (masterpost)

Staff of Afton Moon by @shookethdev Candy!Eclipse by @suntimeswolliw Vampire sundrop by @miwachan2 Sunny Slug by @scarredlove alien jestering au Sun by @fernzwing hospitalized au Moon by @bilolli

[literaphobe]

adrienette break up SHOULD be initiated by marinette AND it will result in yet another Iconic Marichat Moment where Adrien guiltily goes to her as chat out of desperation to just BE with her again in some way and she cries in his arms about the ex-boyfriend she still loves and when he asks her ‘why don’t you just get back together with him if you still love him? if it was a mistake I’m sure he’d understand I’m sure he’d be so happy to have you back’ and she just weakly murmurs ‘I can’t…’ to him and sounds so pained that he realizes that he shouldn’t try and get back together bc no matter what the reason is marinette’s clearly hurting and well. At least he knows she still loves him. Surely that’s enough

[applestruda]

Wip

[intotheelliwoods]

Todays @rottmnt-residuum update am I right?

[uwudonoodle]

[thecandlesticksfromlesmis]

Courfeyrac is a big phone user. Enjolras is not. I believe that these two went through an entire YEAR of close friendship before Courfeyrac is finally in the room when Enjolras says “Yeah hang on let me just text them and ask” before whipping out one of these bad boys and sending a message

Courfeyrac:

[sushisusii]

It's dangerous to go alone take this! POCKET NAO

[riverc1an]

[lytters]

hold me through it all || b. katsuki

"home." katsuki calls out gruffly.

from the little nest you've made on the sofa, you listen to the sounds of him slipping out from work mode and settling into rest mode. the heavy thud of his boots next to the shoe cabinet, the clinking of keys hooked onto the wall, the creaking of the worn floorboards as he treads into the house.

it's about the time when you would come prancing out from wherever you were in the house to kiss and hug him, no matter how many times he protested that he was filthy. but today... today you find that even responding was a chore. not that loving katsuki was a chore, but that doing anything was hard.

"hey," katsuki peers over the side of the sofa, eyes narrowed in concern. he reaches a hand over to feel your forehead. "you okay?"

you nod your head slightly before pausing, and then shaking it. it's not that you were not okay, but you weren't okay either. an in between that left you feeling off-kilter, but nothing you knew how to convey in words. blinking slowly, you sink further into your nest of blankets and pillows, lowering your eyes in almost-shame. almost, because you know that katsuki would never judge you, at least not for things like this.

katsuki only hums, pressing a kiss to your forehead before disappearing behind the sofa. you turn your attention back to the television, looking at the screen but never really seeing anything. the sound had been muted when it got too much for you earlier, and whatever show is playing is only something for your vision to be occupied by while your mind settles into a fuzzy numbness. vaguely, you can hear katsuki moving around the house, but you don't linger on that.

what feels like both seconds and hours later, katsuki returns, settling on the floor in front of you, two bowls in hand. he sets them both on the coffee table before turning to you, pulling and tugging you to the floor with him. he tucks blankets back around you securely, picks up one bowl, and feeds you a spoonful of soup before you even realize what's happening.

you let it happen, too tired-but-not-really to fight it. he alternates between feeding you and himself, quietly caring for you. when both bowls have been finished and cleared into the kitchen, katsuki returns to scoop you up, blankets and all, and sets you back in his lap after taking a seat on the sofa.

he gently pets your head, holding you closely – tight enough to slightly ease that numbing tension residing in your body, but loose enough for you to not feel trapped. you lean your head in the crook of his neck, letting his warmth slowly thaw you.

and there you stay, not okay, but not not okay, bundled in katsuki's arms and listening to him breathe. you'll be okay. katsuki will make sure of it.

[pinetreespants]

Dead Memories

[bignasty001]

uhh yeah girlfriend to death or whatever

cw: nudity (kinda??)

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goddd i wish i could render,,,, i much prefer the lineart tbh