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[randomfandomss]

OHHHHH MYYYYYY GODDDDDDDDD THIS GIVES ME SOOO MUCH JOYYY!!!!!!!!😭😭😭😭😭😭🥺🥺🥺.

Everyone look at this righttt nowwwww!!!!

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Can someone make a vincent benitez head pat gif pleaseeee 😭😭🥺🌻

[kuntniss]

actually that no punctuation plot hole ooc wattpad fanfic written by that 12 year old will ALWAYS be better than character ai. and i love that 12 year old btw

[kyri45]

Shadowpeach Bio Dads Au: *exists* The fandom: ----- I'm sorry but I just *had* to redraw this frame and add a slight headcanon that Wukong was blushing. Why? 1. because people tend to blush when they cry, 2. I think he'd be slightly embarrassed by his reaction and 3. he and Mac look adorable when they're blushing so I'm gonna put it *everywhere* Sorry if this looks rushed but I really wanted to finish before the next part drops! You have me in a chokehold and I successfully managed to convince my friend to read your comic so now we'll be screeching over this part when we meet on Monday :D Pls never stop cookin, the fandom needs you 🙏🙏🙏

AH! MY EMOTIONAL SUPPORT MONKEY DAD!!!! IT'S HIM!!!!!

[lord0f]

Big thank you to @wisyhana for commissioning me for their YGO monster tamer AU! Poki reminds me so much of kirby and i love him. Its always such a pleasure to draw yugi ;v;

[das-a-kirby-blog]

5k followers?!?!? what the scallop?!?!?

[iwantmochisoup]

may i request a catzai please? :3 also ur art is so cute i love it im munching on it right now

also hope ur having a great day :D

dskjlahajfsdh hiiii hii thank you for your request and here's another lil snack, hehe :3c

alsoooo thank you qwq i hope my art tastes good? :3 ahhh i had so much fun with that one~ i had a great day, thank youuuu and i hope your day(s) has been great too!! :3c

[bignostalgias]

7A & fistfight with god with astrid pls? 🥺

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[mooshkat]

'Take off your shirt. Don't give me that look' 👀

Buck is waiting for Tommy as soon as he's off of work. Lucy had texted him–ratted Tommy out, more like–and he immediately got in his Jeep to drive over.

"Oh, thank god. You're okay," Buck breathes a sigh of relief as Tommy gets out of his truck to meet him at the front door. He stands up and moves aside for Tommy to unlock the door. "Lucy texted me and told me what happened."

"Lucy exaggerates, Evan." Tommy is standing stiffer than he usually does as he toes off his shoes and drops his work bag near the door. Buck's eyes narrow as he looks him over, checking for any injuries he might've missed initially. "I'm fine, baby."

Totally fine, except for the way Tommy cringes as he tries shrugging out of his jacket. He stops, sleeves halfway down his arms and breathes harshly through his nose as he avoids Buck's eyes.

Buck rolls his eyes at Tommy's stubbornness and helps him with the jacket. "Take off your shirt, too," he asks. Tommy gives him the stink eye and doesn't move. "Don't give me that look! Let me see, Tommy."

Buck pushes up the hem of Tommy's shirt and lets out a soft hiss when he sees the dark bruises around his ribs. He presses a gentle hand against them and hates the way it spreads out past his hand. That can't feel nice.

"Lucy said you guys crashed?" He hadn't heard anything about a call for a rescue, though. Part of him is stung that Tommy must've gone to the hospital for this, and didn't call him, but he pushes it down.

"Again, Evan, she exaggerates. It was at worst a rough landing, thanks to the wind today. I put us down a little harder than I meant to when a strong wind hit us and it knocked me against the controls."

"I keep some bruise cream in my car that I can go grab for you," Buck offers, but he's reluctant to take his hands off of Tommy. "Or a hot bath with some epson salt?"

Tommy smiles and covers Buck's hand with his own. "You're sweet. I have my own bruise cream, but thank you. I won't say no to that bath, though, especially if you're joining me." He wiggles his brows and Buck laughs. Tommy's bathtub is surprisingly large enough to fit a grown man, but two is pushing it. "Since you were so ready to take my shirt off and all."

"Yeah, okay. I'll go start it. I'm big spoon tonight, you don't need anything pressing against your ribs right now."

[marisashorror]

Im trying to be a little more thrifty lately. Just the usual like not ordering food, getting rid of gym membership, using what's in my fridge, doing a budget etc...

If anyone else has tips on saving/cost cutting in day to day life I'd love to hear it. Food related especially.

I'll be trying to pay down my small debts before I handle the behemoth of my student loan debt, as well as save up an emergency fund for myself. I have two jobs and one passive source of income (inprnt) but any additional ideas are welcome.

[vellichorom]

Is it good or bad that Thierry has redefined my taste in men-?

I want a guy like him- help-

that's a good question actually

[messymoonmad]

Im goimg to eat your artstyle, you & your entire bloodline

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SPIT IT OUT NOW I NEED IT FOR MY FUTURE-

[aeraras]

 

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[hotchfiles]

hey, congrats on 100!! wanted to request seth cohen with the prompt “i would do anything not to give a shit, but i do” thanks so much!!

lari's 100th follower bash + send me a prompt and one of my boys for a blurb

seth + “i would do anything not to give a shit, but i do”

      His eyes haven't left you from the moment he barged into your room, the close friendship you shared allowing him to be as impertinent as he wished. Your own glanced him from time to time through your mirror as you worked on your makeup.

      You had a date. An actual date. Cohen was not going to ruin that for you.

      "So you're actually doing this, you're really going out with him."

      If you allowed yourself to delve more into the terrible heart wrenching crush you had on the curly boy laying your bed, you would tell yourself his voice sounded disappointed, sad even. But you promised yourself you wouldn't do that anymore. Not holding your love life back because Seth might look at you softly once in a while, or because he would sleep on your lap while showing you one of his underrated tv shows that would surely be canceled in two seasons max.

      "Oh no, I just enjoy uncomfortable clothes and spending two hours on my makeup. The usual."

      Seth's response to your sarcasm was to scoff annoyingly loud and roll on your bed to look up your ceiling, trying to think of anything he could say or do that could stop you.

      He couldn't just lock the door and swallow the keys even though that was the first option to come to mind. a fake allergy attack wouldn't work, you knew of everything he was allergic to. He could just ask you not to—but then you'd ask why.

      And he didn't know why. He just didn't want you to. It was unnerving to think of you having fun with another guy with your silly pretty dress and your red lipstick he never saw you wear before.

      And he couldn't even blame on your date. He was a cool normal guy, not some kind of awful jock.

      "Well, I mean, it's Firefly night, you never miss Firefly night. Are you coming home before it airs or—" Seth didn't finish his pleads, the way you looked at him was enough of an answer, you didn't even like Firefly that much, your biggest enjoyment out of it was Nathan Fillion being a hottie and... Cohen's company.

      You sigh deeply, avoiding his gaze as you went directly to your shoes, trying to find something remotely elegant for a dinner.

      Of course you would rather be laying on his couch, eating popcorn, cozy on his blanket that always smells like him, laughing at his jokes and pretending to be offended when he thought you didn't understand one of them. But the more you did that, the more you lost precious opportunities to find someone to actually be with you. Love you.

      "But like, you don't even know him." Not true, he was older than you both, but he graduated from the same high school only months before. "And he's not even tall." He was taller than you though. "And he has a terrible taste in socks."

      "Socks, Cohen? Really?" you groan in frustration, at him and at the fact not one of your heels matched your dress. Too high, too black, too thin, too tall. Nothing matched. "Why do you care?" you ask finally, your hands on your hips as you looked over at him, who, sensing you were getting madder by the second, decided to get up and just sit on your bed, looking into your eyes. "Do I need your blessing? Do I have to ask you before going out with someone? Why, why do you care?"

      "I don't know! Okay. I don't know." His body jumps from your bed, pacing out through your room, avoiding your eyes at all costs. "I would do anything not to give a shit, but I do." He stops on his tracks, his breathing is loud, was it ever that loud? Or were you both just too quiet?

      You think you're gonna regret this, but you step even closer to him, planning to possibly ruin your friendship but to at least get a single kiss before it happened.

      Seth looks at your lips and like many times before he wonders how soft they are, if the lipstick you had on tastes like cherries like your balm you usually wear and forces on his lips with your fingers.

      Would your thighs be warm around his waist? Would his cold hands on your cheeks scare you away? Just the usual stuff a good friend would think about his friend who is also a girl.

      He acts on impulse as do you, both of you going for a kiss at the same time, laughing at how uncoordinated it felt because of it, noses hitting before your lips could touch. But they do eventually.

      Seth notices the lipstick does not taste like cherries on your soft lips, it actually tastes awful, but he doesn't care. Your makeup is getting completely ruined, his fingers firm on your cheeks, but you're more than happy to let that happen.

      The kiss doesn't linger, the need for air even stronger due to the surprise of it all, his forehead touches yours lightly, his hands never leave your face. "Firefly night is just... Very important to me." You nod at his joke, too stunned to even laugh.

      "Your house then." It's not a question, you let go of him and he groans missing how warm you felt. You put on the first pair of slippers you can find and pull his hand as you left your room. Not a single plan to watch the stupid show in mind.

[herzspalter]

Thank you all so much for checking out the store! <3

We both really appreciate it, especially in a time where the algorithm keeps burying us on most websites - thank you so much! We're gonna send out the first batch in a few days!

[woobiewoo]

Your art style is so lovely I'm obsessed oh my gosh T_T <3333

teheeee thank youuuu *twirls hair*

I LOVE UR ART TOO💖💥💥💥

here, have henry

[rustyram035]

Merry Saturalia! 🎄🎄🎄

WHAAAAAAAAAAT!?!?! THANK YOU SMBAAA😭😭😭😭😭❤❤❤❤❤❤

I am so glad, no TOO GLAD to see my boys

Thank you thank you❤❤💝💝