#WHOOPSIES

[whatkindofsoupp]

I think every time I watch a movie I get a three-day long hyperfixation on a character chosen at random and this time it’s Hans Gruber from Die Hard

every hans moment ever (23/86)

[bumblywumblytumbly]

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series, Hermitcraft SMP Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Charles | Grian/Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar, 3rd Life SMP Ensemble & Charles | Grian Characters: Charles | Grian, Ryan | GoodTimesWithScar, Rendog (Video Blogging RPF), Martyn Littlewood | InTheLittleWood, EthosLab (Video Blogging RPF), Anthony Viviano | Bigbst4tz2, John Booko | BdoubleO100, ZombieCleo (Video Blogging RPF), TangoTek (Video Blogging RPF), Scott Major | Smajor1995, Jimmy | Solidarity, Joel | SmallishBeans, impulseSV (Video Blogging RPF), Skizzleman (Video Blogging RPF), Pearl | PearlescentMoon, Pizza the Llama (3rd Life SMP) Additional Tags: Nutcracker AU, The author has Not given himself enough time, Christmas Fluff, Charles | Grian and Pearl | PearlescentMoon are Siblings, Hermitcraft Season 8 Summary:

Grian is haunted by the events of 3rd Life, to the point where his mind would rather wander back to the desert rather than into the emptiness of sleep. On top of that, nobody else remembers the death game. Not even Scar, who keeps on acting like nothing has happened between him and Grian. It's gotten to a point where Grian's begun to avoid the other man entirely, unable to stand his suddenly unrequited feelings. On one such sleepless night, he runs into Pearl at the Boatem Pole, and she gives him an early Christmas gift: a nutcracker. What neither of them realized, however, was the dream that was about to unfold and maybe, just maybe, help push Grian to face his fears once and for all.

Hi y’all!! I’ve got a new fic up for the holidays, and hopefully I’ll be able to finish it up by the end of Christmas day! Ok that’s all, merry crisis and happy holidays!

[spacebubblehomebase]

(Canon Luci with Shrunken Al. Did not go so well. 😅)

Everyone: Deer instincts this. Radio noises that-

Me: Why don't we make use of the snake thing more often? I will never get over the fact that between the two of them, the predator and prey is not who people would usually expect.

Tied to this:

-Bubbly💙

[lyss-sketchbox]

Iudex wrio from the swap au doodles

[bluewolfangel01]

I headcanon that if the brothers are reminiscing about the old days back up in the celestial realm Mc and Satan will hold hands

Mc, or my Mc specifically, has a slight issue with their self image after og lesson 16 and when in a dark place they feel like they're nothing other than a Lilith copy

Mc doesnt hate Lilith btw ( it's mainly the brothers' fault)

Also sometimes feels excluded/sad cause they weren't around for the brothers' angel days

We've seen Satan have issues as well about feeling excluded when the brother bring up the angel days

Although he saw some things through Luci's eyes, he didn't see everything

So Mc and Satan will hold hands as a way to say "You're not alone, I'm here for you even if it feels like they arent."

[windmilkk]

hospital/modern au

turns out you shouldn't revive your dead girlfriend with random animal parts...

continuation from this

[5oh4]

zero intention of finishing this so i just slapped a bg on

[pissmamiii]

things i deserve but don’t get: my pussy being eaten from front to back daily

[midnightfrappe]

y/n fanfic bad ending

[tmntxthings]

一∑From the Start・゜・。

author’s notes: scurries in from the darkness, throws this > 💣 < out into the light, and runs back for cover 💥

warnings: unedited, angst, drabble, unrequited love, pining, daydreams, cliffhanger

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When Leo invited you down to the lair to hang out, you had thought maybe it would be a movie thing. Or perhaps even going to the ramp room, chatting while he practiced skateboarding tricks that almost always ended badly with bruises. You wouldn’t have been surprised if he had dragged you into the kitchen to whip up something to eat or just snack on whatever the two of you could find.

But no, instead, he led you to his room, with a skip in his step. When you questioned why it had to be just the two of you. Why all of his brothers were rolling their eyes in Leo’s direction. He just shook his head, “I can’t tell anyone else! You’re the only one I can trust!” It was then, that you had a sinking feeling.

This scenario had happened before. Many times actually. You glanced back at the bros, exasperated already and you hadn’t even heard anything yet. But you knew.

Once in his room, Leo let go of you, and jumped face first into his bed. He let out a dramatic screech, kicking to boot before he turned to the ceiling and announced, “I’ve got a crush,”

You held back a sigh as you walked over to the only chair in his room. Pulled it out from under the desk, and sat, getting ready for the long haul. “Who and how?”

He really hadn’t even needed the question. He was off to the races explaining exactly how he had met ~them~ and all the moments after, from whence his heart first skipped a beat, the beauty that they hold, how they laugh at all his jokes. Your eyes clouded over.

This was pure torture. As your eyes unfocused, you let your train of thought wander away from Leo’s babbling fancies. Truly you’d lost count of how many times this had happened before. It was always the same things that made his heart flutter. That made him go crazy, so much so, that he’d tire out his brothers from all the lovesick shenanigans and bring you into the mix.

Which was like listening to chalk squeak against a chalkboard. Shrill and grating. If you didn’t tune it out, you’d go crazy yourself. Because it was despicable to listen to your own crush, talk about how much they wanted someone else.

For a second, you could just blink, look over at him, and pretend he wasn’t saying anything of consequence. “Blah blah blah,” his mouth moved, but you weren’t listening. That was better. It was unfair how pretty he could be. Especially when he was happy, especially when he was falling hard. The way he smiled, how his eyes shined. His hands couldn’t stop moving, he just had to animate with his whole body about how he felt. Your knee started to bounce. He was being cruel and he didn’t even realize it.

It wasn’t fair. But then again, how would he ever know unless you told him? You imagined what it would be like. To interrupt him. To confess your love. He’d probably laugh in your face. Ha what a great joke Y/n, now get real and back to my love crisis. That’s what he’d say. Or something along the lines of it.

But sometimes you could imagine him pausing completely. Getting taken so off guard that he no longer had the words to respond. That maybe he’d look at you with a different light. So maybe that was why you did it. On the off chance that, maybe, Leo had always harbored something for you too. Just deep down! So deep that he felt the need to hide it with all of these other so called crushes.

“Leo!”

He blinked and sat up from where he had been laying, interrupting his tangent.

“What?!”

Straightforward. That would be the best route.

“I like you.” Your eyes were steady, yet your heart raced. It was thundering in your chest as you watched one of his brow bones raise.

“I like you too Y/n” he said so as if it was obvious. Which meant he was misunderstanding.

“No no, not like that. I like you.” You strained with the emphasis as you willed his thick skull to understand. And it must’ve gotten through because his eyes widened just a bit.

“You like me?” He questioned, sitting up even straighter than before. Now you had his attention. And you could feel sweat building up in your palms as you nodded seriously.

“But, we’re best friends..” and you could’ve let that shoot you down. But you continued on. Getting up from your spot, from the single chair, and making your way over to him. Despite how every step made you second guess yourself. Despite thinking maybe it was a better idea to just run out of his room. Or to just settle for the friendship you thought you had wanted.

But you pushed through it all as you sat down next to him. “We are. You’re my best friend Leo. And I, maybe I’m greedy, but I can’t help it. I’ve liked you for so long now. And I don’t think I can just sit idly by anymore.”

You took a breath, palms closing into fists. Eyes closing because if he was going to reject you, it’d be better to not see the pity on his face. You piped up once more before he could say anything, “Every time you talk about your crushes, I can’t help but think, but wish, that it were me! And every time you get over one, I get ahead of myself, I hope that maybe, one day, you’ll look at me differently!”

There was so much you could say. So many different ways to say it. But that was the gist. “That… you’ll like me like that. That you’ll return the feelings I’ve felt for you,” you blew out a breath. Then looked into his eyes.

Leo was rarely ever serious but he was now. “I never knew…” he said softly after a moment of silence. Of taking in all that you had revealed. You nodded not knowing what that meant for your relationship with him now. And the fear of losing him forever leaked onto your face. His eyes softened, a green hand going out to cup your cheek.

“I wish I’d known sooner,” and with that he brushed a finger against your skin. He looked down at your lips as they parted with a shocked breath. He smirked, as only Leo could, and leaned down with a silent question that had you tilting your head to give him better access to your lips.

“Y/n are you even listening to me?”

You blinked.

“Huh?”

You were in the single chair.

“Hello! Earth to Y/n, this is like the biggest moment of my life, I’m telling you I think they may be the one!! Come on focus!!”

Right. You straightened up, crossing a leg over the knee that wouldn’t stop bouncing.

“Sorry, go on,”

And he blinded you with that smile as he retold all of the sickening things that made him so endeared to his crush. If only it wasn’t so endearing to you.

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This ↓ is why this ↑ came about :D

[deer-a-day]

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haven't done a lineless in a while (lying)

[fzjp]

Here coooomes Torbeeeeeeek

Featuring a close up of Torbek's resting sad face, his sideview (+ Frost), and the bagel vine with Twig and Gorebek ✨️✨️

[ibee00725]

Redraw over an old riddle piece 🤯 (wip)

Kind of like a splash art ykwim

(Time lapse utc)

[xevishi]

“don’t sit around all day on your phone!”

me:

[cheatsylu]

Time is my favourite old man Reference Photo Credit to @linkeduniverse !

[drowsystarlight]

All my mornings are Mondays stuck in an endless February

I took the miracle move-on drug, the effects were temporary

And I love you, it's ruining my life

I touched you for only a fortnight

Time loop au nocturnals where Ted desperately tries to keep Diego alive and get a happy ending that doesn’t loop back into the beginning of the game