#arms around me...

[ask-francois-dubois-bellerose]

Perks of being the little spoon!

Everything

[ghostiiest]

my favorite brothers ever

[batbabydamian]

Jorge Jimenez C2E2 2024 Commission!

[starqueensthings]

o k capt Jack Sparrow, did Omega take your athleticism with her

[thirstyvampyr]

What's that about anyway? It's a long story. Ends in all-you-can-eat tamales. Come here.

[moonkhao]

The Heart Killers. Thai name “He hired me to flirt with a killer.”

[rocketbirdie]

we got a lot in common...

[napping-sapphic]

I just want to fall in love with someone who makes me feel safe like even when we’re angry or sad or upset i just want to know that both of us are still going to be okay

[onejellyfishplease]

I wanted to do something for mermay, so here are my designs for some merturtles!

Leo is a Leafy seadragon,

Donnie is a Vampire squid

Mikey is a Epaulette shark

And Raph is a Scorpionfish!

Also heres a bonus drawing of a young April holding her little aquatic friends (dont worry they can breathe air just fine)

[justaz]

thinking about arthur who has crazy quick reflexes and is a relatively light sleeper who woke up to the sound of someone in his room and saw merlin crouched down messing with his keys before softly asking “whatre you doing?…before breakfast?”

[iooiu]

playing around with future donnie’s design and all i can say for sure is this:

1) lose an arm gain three

2) dies

[kairospy]

When i say James Potter is the little spoon I mean Regulus hates having his back turned to anyone, hates having people where he can’t see them, hands on him while he’s unaware, but James loves being held at any given moment

Movie date? He’s pressed against Regulus’ side. Hanging out with Sirius? They’re essentially holding hands. He will plop down on Regulus’ lap randomly and all Regulus does is change the book to the other hand so he can play with James’ hair

[intotheelliwoods]

Actually I think the tumblr peeps deserve this one

clack clack clack go their shells

[just-posting-kalone]

Athena Cykes!!

[ceniwen]

cyno letting kaveh draw his arm tattoo and he gets carried away ft. haitham

[tojisprettywife]

{note: been feeling :/ . craving a hug from toji, yk the drill as usual. not proof read, written on a whim. closest piece to my heart, i’d say. been thinking of this for a long time, had to pen it down. in this house, we talk abt soft toji only.}

warnings: ??!? none. husband! toji x wife! reader, mentions of megumi as reader!’s biological baby. suggestiveness? 0.01% (mention of lingerie) fluff? yeah fluff.

toji puts on a facade all the damn time. he tries to be standoffish, nonchalant, chill about you. can he? infront you and megumi he can. but when he’s alone? when he goes on missions? he does. inexplicably. he steals your floral panties and bra shoves them in his bag, when he leaves for missions. you keep wondering where does your lingerie keep disappearing once in a while, just to see that it’s inside his duffel bag when he comes home. late at nights, when he’s far away from you both, he finds himself on the roof top of tall buildings, watching the city line he sighs and takes his wallet out; when he flips it open, he sees the picture of you and megumi he always keeps. unbeknownst to him, he lit up a cigarette, takes a drag, slowly the gray smoke dissipates into the cold air. “ah, shit.” he mumbles to himself. “she’d make a fuss, if she gets to know” he whispers, looking at your picture on his wallet. “miss you, mama” he says barely above a whisper, rubbing his thumb over your face, his eyes softening. he puts out the cig, and sighs, looking over the skyline. there’s a small knot of anxiety in his stomach, if he does the job well, gets a huge sum of money and gets home otherwise… he shakes his head to get rid of such thoughts that cloud his mind. his calmness is one of the strong forts, yet this is shaken up a bit, now that he has you and megumi. he doesn’t mind that, bc he’s no longer alone, no longer returns to a cold empty apartment. he returns to a home filled with warmth, with soft laughter, he returns home to love, to you. for him safest place on earth would be your arms. he longs to go home, he longs to nuzzle his face into your hair when he hugs you, he longs to hear your heartbeats lull him to sleep. he’s sucker for you, and just thinks it’s not visible to others, how can someone not notice that big beefy man, adores you with his whole heart. his eyes soften, the way he looks at you, tells more than enough and you know. he loves you, ardently.