#bless you omg

[mrgrimreaper1]

OH, I LOVE THIS, I WANT MORE.

How Sans became the crazy entertainer hahajsjdkkd

Sans in my au is kind of a young smart troublemaker that led him to many things in life, one of them being his dad making him do errands for Gaster with the royal guards so that Sans can presumably “touch grass” instead of being childish and keep causing trouble back in the lab.

But Sans accidentally became a folklore legend in the future by trying to cause trouble and annoy his father 🔥

That was the concept idea I had when I thought what if Sans used to be a royal guard when he was younger, and now I’m doing all this to satisfy my younger self !!! :D

[raideo]

just wanna let you know that your Rohan art is fantastic thank u for all the Rohans this month

Thanks anon omg ;w; I'm not necessarily doing it for recognition or anything but hearing nice words from people who enjoy my art really means a ton tysm 🥹💖

[chaos--mode]

@hidefire sent: “🎲” (or "dice") for me to randomize the following settings and write you a starter set within whichever one we get ♡ NUMBER 12: a grungy motel room ♡ — rien

rien does not like being in old civilization. it's dirty and rotting and it smells like shit. full-infected shamble around, getting in their way as they try to stay out of sight of any non-infected scavengers that might be scurrying about.

the old motel they've ducked into isn't any better. the air is thick with dust and fuck knows what sort of other contaminants, motes swirling around them as they rifle through drawers in the hopes of finding something, anything, useful. the carpet in the room squished when they stepped in here. squished.

puke.

they're so busy scowling and cursing themselves for this stupid trip, lamenting their inability to find anything remotely worth their time, that they forget to keep their focus trained around them. they don't sense the non-infected creeping around until the balcony creaks outside the wide-open door.

shit. shit shit shit.

rien scrambles to find somewhere to hide. there's nowhere, though. they're panicking, fidgeting, pivoting in place like that's going to do anything, when a figure blocks the light from outside. rien stares at them like a deer caught in headlights.

their heart races in their chest, and they send an involuntary ping of 'danger' through the hive mind. there's no acting normal here. it isn't dark enough that the person won't see their inhuman eyes, or the strange tint to their skin.

[anniilaugh]

”When we’re together, we have no weakness. No vulnerability. We perfect each other.”

aka @wellship 's ”20 Year Waltz” and their ”The God with no back” concept lives in my head rent free and forever loved💚

[indigovigilance]

Aziraphale can't sing without counting himself in

(also I write meta, if anyone wanted to read this one, which I worked really hard on and am very proud of...)

Edit: I refuse to leave this in the reblogs:

[sleepwalkersqueen]

NEW FEAR OF YOU CONTENT AHH

Not even written by me! @dahvampire wrote an entire fanfiction for Fear of you, check it out!! <3

Pretty much this dynamic:

[deardarlingthings]

this is some best friend behavior

[nartothelar]

suspiciously big joltik

[mischiefbuckley]

BUDDIE SEASON 8 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️🙂‍↕️

[feels-for-the-fictional]

You can't tell me our main man Jim, Jim Kirk, James Kirk, James T Kirk, James Tiberius Kirk, CAPTAIN stack of books on legs James Respectful and Sensitive Tiberius Kirk does not know about Vulcan hand touching and their significance.

This man. JAMES KIRK. Looked at Spock, clearly vulcan spock, hands firmly planted behind his back Spock. LOOKED him up and down, and despite absolutely knowing it would not be considered impolite if he didnt offer a hand shake, looked at Spock, tall drink of water Spock, Vulcan sensitive hands used as terms of affection Spock, and was like hmmmm absolutely will make this Vulcan shake my hand. AND SPOCK gave like 1 second of thought before he was like yes absolutely here is my hand to hold for you and you only. I AM DECEASED

[nagumoshoma]

I'm going to give you one more chance.

WE BEST LOVE: FIGHTING MR 2ND (2021)

[seduzist]

actually going insane over these details…

[lazycranberrydoodles]

ooo doodle

[hyperdramas]

pitapat | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x reader

warnings: non-idol!au, boyfriend!seokmin, sleepy!seokmin, bratty!seokmin (not really, reader calls him that once), domestic fluff, kissing, pet names/nicknames (reader uses 'babe', 'seokkie'; seokmin uses 'love', 'angel'), seokmin lays in reader's lap, sleepy!seokmin is a menace (a cute one nevertheless), waking up seokmin for the day proves to be a hard task for reader, cutesy morning antics ensue

now playing: pitapat (dkdk), fromis9 (see what i did there)

a/n: that first picture did something to me when i first saw it i'm gonna use it again just you wait☝

word count: 1063

"Seokmin, please get up." Sighing, you draw the curtains open, letting the sunlight stream though as your eyes automatically squint at the bright light.

Even though today is Saturday, you and your boyfriend have a lot of errands to run—groceries, buying dinner preparations, making book returns, scheduling a house hunting day, and cleaning your house for Seokmin's parents' visit were all on the itinerary for today, and you had to start now or you'd be behind schedule.

Due to your sleepy boyfriend's antics, though, you were close to being twenty minutes late.

"Seokkie, we've got to get moving. We have to go buy groceries and dinner preparations or we're not going to have a good lunch or breakfast later today." You shook him softly as he groaned, turning away from you as he continued to sleep, unbothered with your plea.

After a few minutes of tidying your room and hoping Seokmin would wake you, you resorted to kissing him all over—his arms, his legs, his cheek, and everything—to let him know that it was time to get up and start moving.

But, of course, your loving boyfriend hadn't moved an inch.

Seokmin was a heavy sleeper on weekends, and he wasn't one to stop routines out of the blue—it was almost already 10 am, and you had wanted to leave the house at 9:40 to get a headstart, but Seokmin had still not gotten out of the bed yet.

The sun was streaming through the windows too, birds chirping and singing along with the breeze—you were surprised the sunshine boy himself wasn't stirred by the warmness on his tanned skin, but he was sleeping like a rock, sharp nose buried into the soft pillow.

As you sighed, he let out a little snore like his was purposefully taunting you and the fact you couldn't wake him up with just your words.

Shuffling to the bed (still in your pajamas since you obviously weren't going anywere), you pile on top of him seconds later, pulling a groan from out of him as he starts to wake up.

"Seokmin, we've gotta go. We've got errands to run, babe." Your hands find a comfortable place on his neck, playing with the curly locks of hair resting at the nape of his neck.

"Angel, let's stay home, please?" Seokmin goes quiet for an odd amount of seconds, as if he's still sleep, but you know he's stirring, as his deep breath becomes more shallow and his muscles tense under you.

After a few seconds, he starts to turn on his back, and grasping the memo, you dive to the side, avoiding nearly being squashed by your cute yet very built boyfriend.

"Do we have to? I'm tired, angel—so sleepy and so comfortable and warm here," Seokmin's voice is groggy from sleep, but he still affords to let out a cute whine, to which you laugh and push the strands of hair from his eyes. His eyelashes flutter against his skin before his eyes open, revealing bleary and wet dark brown eyes.

"Yes, we have to, Seokkie. You want to make your mom's seaweed to surprise her, right?" Seokmin is half-asleep, eyes sharp and half-opened as he nods slightly, barely even moving his head.

He moves slowly in his spot, finding your lap before he adjusts his head to be laying on your lap. Your hands fall on his hair, moving the strands back from his face again as he nuzzles into your lap. Giggling as his face tickles your thighs, you push him away, leaving a limp Seokmin to continue to sleep for a bit more as you check your phone quickly.

Time was slipping away from you more and more, and you sighed, putting your phone away as you turned back to the impending task at hand: waking Seokmin up.

You press your warm finger to the corner of his resting eyes to get rid of the sleepiness from his eyes. "You need to get up and get ready—you have sleepiness residue, you know."

Seokmin lets out a small giggle, lips turning into a tired half-smile as he finally takes the initiative and tries toopens his eyes, stretching like a cat as his arms tense and he groans. "Sleepiness residue? What's that?"

"You know, the small crusts that form around your eye when you sleep, Seokkie," You sigh, obviously not exasperated for real as Seokmin chuckles at your explantation. "Sleepiness residue—I've never heard it be called that."

Sighing again at your boyfriend's slow yet tired mind, you start to get up, seemingly pulled back in bed at the second you have the thought to leave. Seokmin reaches his arms out to you like a tired baby, a pout on his lips as he still struggles to open his eyes.

"I like sleepiness residue, love. I wan' more." Seokmin's words start to slur, signaling his departure again. You act quick, slipping your hand behind Seokmin's stationary head and struggle to lift him up for a second before you lay him on the headboard.

"Seokmin, please. I need you to get up, babe." You say firmly, and Seokmin glares at you, eyes sharp and half-lidded yet making your heart flutter as he frowns. "I need my coffee."

"Lee Seokmin—don't you dare get bratty with me." You say, and Seokmin mumbles something sleeplingly, adding "I'm not," at the end of whatever he just said.

And here comes the onset of "Bratty 'I need it now' Seokmin", you think to yourself.

"And you will get your coffee, babe, I swear it. Now please—will you get up?" You quesetion, and Seokmin pauses, pretty eyes rolling in annoyance as he reluctantly agrees and makes his way out of the bed and into the bathroom.

"Fine." Seokmin has a pout on his face, and you kiss the corner of his lips before kissing him directly on his lips a few times. "Thank you, babe, I appreciate it." Seokmin doesn't reply, obviously a bit cranky at the fact that you woke him up early.

Seokmin always seems to recover from his tantrum when he's had his coffee, and you had a surprise waiting for him—two iced americanos and a pack of warm powered donuts at Seokmin's favorite coffee place.

"I love you, Seokmin. I hope you know that, babe." You remind him, and he nods, mumbling a sad "I know." as his mouth is still stuffed with a toothbrush. Pecking his lips—and earning the softest, cutest smile from your boyfriend you've think you've seen—the two of you finally get ready for the day.

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[andy-clutterbuck]

The Ones Who Live | 1x03 - Bye

[elitadream]

Sorry you've been feeling poorly. Hope you feel better soon ❤️‍🩹

MY HEART. WHY, YOU INSANELY TALENTED AND CONSIDERATE HUMAN BEING-!!

Brb. Gotta go lie down and cry. (;﹏;)