#THANK U !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lesflaya]

+500 followers from this drawing thank you new people I’ll draw some more for you 😭

“I have to believe our worst moments don’t make us monsters, Jim”

[girltown420]

it is an honor 2 be in ur computer

[nauti-ca]

shitty magma comic

[muppetsnoopy]

they need to invent magic.spell that flosses and brushes my teeth for me and also tuckes me into bed soso cozy

[maggotslove]

WOW!?!! I did not expect my silly little post to get attention :3

Appreciation post to everyone who writes ANYTHING. Poetry, original stories, fan fiction, creative writing, etc YOU’RE ALL SO AMAZING !!!?!!

[pussypopstiel]

[littlestpersimmon]

The Scribe’s Silly Little Crush

[garaks-padded-bra]

People who smoke while walking: I hate you

[lossie92]

Hahaha glad you enjoyed it @desolate-universe 😊

I've been playing around with different ideas recently while trying to get back to writing.

One of the fics that resulted from it is inspired by a particular scene in Bridgerton Season 3. IYKYK 😉 The idea is a bit silly, but I'm having fun writing this story. Also just like the scene in the TV show, this story is quite sweet and romantic, which is always sth I enjoy. Romance ftw!

The below snippet comes from that as of yet untitled fic. Hope you enjoy! 😊

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Warnings: a/b/o au

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He swallowed and finally looked at Madara. The alpha's brows were furrowed and, if Tobirama didn't know any better, he would have said the man looked… worried.

“Uchiha-sama,” he managed to say, his voice sounding off to his own ears.

“Yes?” Madara asked as he stepped closer. “What is it, Tobirama-san?”

Was it normal, Tobirama wondered, for one's heart to hurt so much when the object of their affection was so close and yet so completely out of reach?

He was lucky to call Madara a friend, he knew that. It was good enough, especially now that whatever was left of Tobirama's reputation was in shambles. No one wanted to be seen around a fallen omega, but Madara had come to offer him comfort and friendship regardless. It was greedy to want more, but Tobirama couldn't help it.

“Would you… Can I ask you something?”

“Of course,” was Madara's immediate response. He stepped a bit closer still and gently took one of Tobirama's hands in his own. “Anything, Tobirama-san.”

Tobirama hesitated. What he wanted to ask for was selfish and frivolous, and, most of all, incredibly stupid.

Would Madara take offence if he made his request? Would he laugh and make fun of Tobirama for it? Would he leave and never come back?

He squeezed his eyes shut and took a deep, steading breath.

“Can you kiss me?” He asked. “Please?”

The silence stretches between them for what felt like eternity. When Tobirama gathered the remnants of his courage to look at the alpha, he found Madara looking at him with wide eyes, his mouth ajar as if he was going to say something, but forgot what it was he wanted to say.

“Y-you don't have to,” he quickly assured. “I just… I have never been kissed. And I don't believe there's much possibility of that happening now, after everything, but I d-don’t, don't wish to die without ever being kissed and—”

“You're not going to die!” Madara exclaimed suddenly, sounding alarmed.

“But I could,” Tobirama said, “At any moment. During any mission. I could die and I— I know I'm selfish and that it's unfair to ask this of you, Uchiha-sama, but I…” He blinked back tears, trying his best not to burst out crying. He would have plenty of time to do that later. “I-I just want to know what it's like. To be… desired. Even if it's only play pretend at best.”

Madara was quiet for the longest time. He didn't step back though or let go of Tobirama's hand, which at the very least had to mean he wasn't completely disgusted.

“Alright,” he finally said as he took another step forward and then another until the two of them were sharing air. “As you wish, Tobirama-san.”

Wide-eyed in surprise, Tobirama watched the alpha lean in, their breaths mingling because of how close they were. Madara's other hand cradled Tobirama's cheek while he placed their joined hands against his chest, right over his rapidly beating heart. Tobirama couldn't help but glance down and he marvelled for a moment at how strange their hands looked together – his own pale and slender, and Madara's tan and broad with thick, calloused fingers. For some reason seeing them intertwined made his own heart beat much faster, to the point he felt breathless with it.

It was hard to tell whether it was their proximity or the intimate touch that was making him so shaky. The way Madara's spicy, warm scent wrapped around him most likely had a lot to do with it as well.

“May I?” Madara whispered, his breath ghosting over Tobirama's lips.

All Tobirama could do was jerk his head in an approximation of a nod.

A soft breathy sigh escaped his lips when Madara leaned in the rest of the way, kissing him soundly, but gently. They broke apart for a second or two, but before Tobirama could even think about stepping away, Madara pulled him close once more.

[wellofdean]

Ok, seriously:

When you find your people IT DOESN'T MATTER WHO or WHAT or where or when they are, YOU FIND YOUR PEOPLE.

They FOUND EACH OTHER. (<-!!!!!! HOLY SHIT????)

THAT'S ALWAYS GONNA BE THERE!!!!!!!!

IT'S UNDERSTOOD.

I mean... fellow queers, is it just me, or is this not THE QUEER EXPERIENCE in a goddamned NUTSHELL? It certainly was mine.

Below, please FEAST YOUR EYES on a gif of Dean UNDERSTANDING HOW MUCH CAS LOVED HIM, and UNDERSTANDING WHAT HE LOST.

YOU'RE WELCOME.

[eldhuug]

Tumblr user Sullina this one's for you

[fala-alfredo-pasta]

It's that time of the year again

[allthingskenobi]

[choofs]

this is for my people. with the silly podcast syndrome.

[nayrring]

"muzan walking scene was so slow and the smoke was way too extra" "they tried to give muzan aura with that smoke" uhmm actually the smoke is just wisteria flowers trying to repel him

[anerstellae]

Everything in this drawing was tricky asf

Inktober day 17