#can be taken as either platonic or romantic

[wannaeatramyeon]

Gitae Kim x Reader: K-dramas

G/N. Crack. Platonic or romantic. Masterlists

The strangest thing about Gitae, of which there are many, is that he gets heavily invested.

In k-dramas, that is.

It's a strange interest from a strange guy.

He never watches it outright, usually scrolling on his phone next to you. Though when you occasionally turn to him, he's avidly watching the screen.

And he would never watch it on his own either, instead suggesting "why don't you watch that shit you like?" and sneaking glances here and there.

You never mention it to him, because this trait is so deeply endearing from an intimidating and terrifying man, that you fear talking about it at all will break the spell.

You wonder if it's because he misses his home. If watching k-dramas and seeing glimpses of Seoul, hearing his mother tongue makes him feel nostalgic.

However, the least strange thing, as you have gradually come to find out, is that he prefers k-dramas with a little less melodrama, and a lot more murdery and bloodthirsty.

The more people dying the better. The more fights the better.

Especially if there's betrayal. Especially if there's death of family members (preferably the dad or siblings).

It's frankly a little unhinged. Watching the grin spread across his face as the plot unfolds, the way his eyes light up when the body count increases. Although it's a challenge you've personally taken on to find the most violent series you can that ticks all his boxes.

In the end, you are successful. Gitae drops all pretence of being on his phone. It's hard to distract him from anything but the action unfolding.

And the final cherry on top, is when you see him browsing forums, reading up theories and actually participating in discussions. Leaving deeply unpopular comments wishing for more brutality and sadism. Ideally, with the antagonist, no actually scratch that, the whole cast dying too.

[kanasn0w]

i think every beginner/champion dynamic is normal, maybe their friends, maybe they're sumn more...

and then this is lucía and cole 💀

[bakedtato223]

I just think they’re a tad bit silly 😋

[queddadraw]

[pinkrangersarah]

how we doin rvb tag

[sunnpii]

OO OO OO OO OO ME ME ME ME ME ME

heAR ME OUT. platonic yuri and sayori cuddling. my little meow meows i hate them so much forever

they make me violent /pos

this was stuck in my head as i was drawing them and i think it fits so :3c

(ALSO this is my first time drawing ddlc in a hot second so sorry if it looks a lil janked)

[outism-had-a-purpose]

Ryoshu and Rodya friendship where they sometimes sleep in each other's room when it gets too much in theirs.

When the candlelight in Ryoshu's gets too bright and suffocating with the heat and reminds her too much of the fire her daughter died in sometimes she knocks (more of. just letting herself in lmao) on Rodya's door to literally cool off.

Sometimes when Rodya's room freezes her down to the bone to the point where that she can't sleep, and the stench and sight of her dead neighbors haunts her every senses, Ryoshu gets a quiet knock on her door, and an even more surprising, a solemnly quiet Rodya outside, asking her if she can take a quick snooze here because she doesn't wanna go out and do the night watch.

Something something the only bed worth sleeping is the one right next to you (sad). Fire and ice duo. you get me riht

[dearestsilhouette]

ibis paint is being a pain so. autodraw doodle

[quackle]

does anybody hear me. does anybody understand this.

[celestesparlour]

if bursonas play minecraft;

argbur's avatar standing there dumbfounded when simpbur keeps stuttering and trying to tell him that he can't JUST place his bed next to his own bed while argbur just doesn't understand what's the big deal since hes new to minecraft entirely

simpbur is more experienced with minecraft and thought if he wow'd argbur with his knowledge then surely argbur would think he's cool! unfortunately, moments after thinking this, he has fallen into a pit of lava and died in front of him

people have no idea why simpbur's avatar and argbur's avatar just stand still in the game, looking down until they realized they were just sleeping in call together

simpbur once pranked pogbur and lmanbur by putting their beds together, and then later saw in chat that they both died at the same time, and then died again due to smacking each other when they respawned

revivebur would put way too much effort into gathering lots and lots of materials, and hoards a lot of them in his already full, disorganized storage space— has too many building projects scattered across their land that were just left unfinished; they have no idea where revivebur is, most of the time, because he's always deep into the mines or exploring in other biomes.

whenever he comes back, its always to the craziest shit ever. he was days late into finding out that lmanbur and pogbur had just divided the land into two sections but then proceed to grief each other's builds + houses

revivebur always asks for someone to accompany him though, which is usually ghostbur. gets very anxious when playing alone; ghostbur and revivebur are oddly much more sweet to each other in chat, since revivebur allows himself to verbally reciprocate

only times revivebur stays longer at their base is to help ghostbur with building + tending the flower garden, bee farm, as well as the enclosures for friend.

revivebur had to build him a house bc "you sleep outside because you placed your bed out the fences— of course you need a house!" whenever revivebur returns, they would put the flowers he got into their garden (revivebur being stingy with his stuff but giving/sharing ghostbur any of his doesnt surprise all of them)

ghostbur hadn't slept for days because he spent all his time fixated on this one thing (building his area) and kept expanding on it; does not even have the essential materials. does not even wear armor. they shut off the server for breaks daily bc of this

phantombur brought capitalism in that server all so they can scam everyone; grinds a lot, and is the richest there— they give discounts for ghostbur and revivebur (only cuz ghostbur insisted too)

phantombur gets shy whenever playing with people with the full intent to befriend them, so they think bribery would help

one night limbobur was playing with just lmanbur and pogbur, he was reading the chat where they had this massive argument— heard the door slam from another room, before hearing an noisy, aggressive make-out session and then—

they didnt log back on for weeks

simpbur's the one that dies a lot to the point that a lot of people come with him just to regularly hold his stuff; argbur is the least trustworthy with his stuff because he keeps stealing it to tease him. argbur got his armor once, worn it and never taken it off again even when simpbur kept whining in call

ghostbur and simpbur have this thing where they both crouch and jump up and down while nodding their heads like they're having a conversation

pogbur kept hissing like a creeper; they all lightly tease him for it, but lmanbur said out loud that he genuinely thinks it's cute— proceeds to get bullied by revivebur while pogbur is silent on call, face red bc he thought the compliment was lmanbur mocking him

when they get together, it feels weird to the other burs to watch them on the new minecraft server— and they don't start any fights or grief-offs, or anything; they just build their dream house together and kept acting like they're married

[screwzara]

MORE MORE MORE

Have some [Canonical] OC content and some mutuals' OC content 🤭

Ah yes, Harp, Zara & Pomar

I was having trouble drawing Harp's hair since this is actually my first time drawing her, same case with Pomar :')

Credits for the OCs in the below pic:

@boiling-potato

@flamy-t

@n0vatsu

Yay, I drew tsutsuji :D

+their common gift :)))

And yes,

Also

A certain someone(our lovely smiley blob friend) has officially started this particular tag:

BP × Lin 👁️👁️✨ 🤭

Ehehehehhehehehe >:3

[amporella]

WELL. FIRST ATTACK FOR THE @spinthetags SP OLYMPICS!!! ENJOY @vegetabletaxi !!!

Cartman/Kenny | 4.5k words | HS AU/Coming Of Age (?)

In the final days leading up to high school graduation, Cartman contemplates his future plans. Kenny, somehow, remains serene.

[cactoise]

Shhh they’re conversing :]

[dyedcomrade]

🍋 them taking you to art exhibitions and museums and not just for big names, to cool small artists' too. they may be one of the town's few artists, the two may buy from or commission someone who does this as a side hustle or a hobby. maybe it's even you who shows them around.

🍊 visiting fairs !! that's it

🥭 reading with them in parks when they are relatively void of people. waking up early and going at dawn to have that moment only for you

🍍 buying classic literature books second hand

🥝 writing eachother letters literally sitting at the other side of the table

🫒 trips when you arrive home way later than planned because of traffic / public transport issues

🍈 the weather getting really bad and them giving you his jacket / hoodie

🥑 buying food from vendors

🍉 laying in the grass discussing silly ideas, like what type of dog breed the other would be

🍓 singing without care - them learning your favourite songs and you learning theirs. them quoting it in conversations

🍎 buying the other their comfort food when out and about

🍒 drawing with your fingers on their palm / back and them quessing what it is

🌺 reading the same book and discussing it. writing down little notes in the book / on pist its / pieces of paper and sticking it in the book and sometimes switching copies to read them.

🪷 acting out your favourite scenes from movies / plays

🌸 learning the other's love language and even if it's not your primary, making efforts to display it for them

🌻 them serenading you / learning a song on an instrument for you / making you a playlist

🌼 eating leftover sweets and pizza after a party

🏵 them reading you a story over the phone, you falling asleep and them not noticing for a while.

🪻 watching your favourite childhood shows together

🌴 visiting playgrounds late at night to hang and talk about life. in the dark it feels safer to word some things.

these were moments i had with people, some we grew apart with but these moments live with me forever as one of the sweetest memories and i hope to experience them again with some others as well.

[lonelostwriter]

It's Quiet Uptown ( Sonic AU Fic)

Based on a discord rp really.

TW MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH + SURVIVORS GUILT

@wrathful-banette @exploding-jet <3 Hi besties

Shadow the hedgehog. A seemingly edgelord on the surface but truthfully a traumatized introvert. He simply stands on the planes of green hills. A tired sigh escaping the ebony hog as the breeze blows through his quills. The sound of quick footsteps skidding to a stop next to him cause the red and black hedgehog to glance over. Scowl slightly on his face that only lightly softens as he realizes who it is.

Sonic. The blue blur waves with some energy as he grins at the other.

"Hey Shads! Howzit going?" Shadow does an eye roll, shaking his head and looking towards the slight sunset.

"It's going fine, faker. What brings you here?" The blue hedgehog bounces on his feet, smile wide.

"Eh ya know me. Always getting some fresh air in with a good run. Speaking of which. Wanna race?" Shadow turns to the other with a blank expression. Before cracking a small smile that looked more like a smirk than anything.

"Sure. Gives me another chance to absolutely humiliate you." The two hogs share a glance before chuckling. Sonic holds up 3 fingers. Lowering them slowly. Both hedgehogs crouching into a running position and taking off at 1.

There was no fighting, just leisurely running and dodging of obstacles every now and then.

"Ya doing good there, Shads?"

"Just fine, Sonic!"

"Great! Let's step it up some then!" A slight increase in speed as the duo zoom around the zone. Loud, wild laughter from Sonic as Shadow cracks a grin with a soft chuckle. This was truly fun.

But. Something's started to be amiss with their run. Was Sonic getting faster? Shadow frowns. Struggling to keep up with the other. Sonic turns back and laughs softly.

"C'mon Shads! You can do better than that!" Shadow growls lightly in frustration. The blue blur getting farther away from him. To a very concerning extent. Shadow seems to falter iin his normal demeanor. Becoming almost worried to an extent.

"Sonic! Slow down!" He hated having to call after with that of all things. But sonic was getting far ahead. The world around them slowly shifts. Shadow growing more worried, though attempting to stay calm.

The area was no longer colorful like how green hills normally is. Instead the plant life looked rather dead. Dull grey. The sky grew dark before being illuminated with oranges, yellows, and reds. Fire shades. Eventually Sonic comes to a halt. Shadow finally catching up, being only a few feet away. Sonic doesn't mind the world looking very off. Almost like he didn't acknowledge the shift at all.

"S-Sonic.. Jeez Faker. When did you-"

"Shads?" The sudden cut off causes the ebony hedgehog to freeze. Sonic turning back to the other with a grin. A strained one that felt too familiar.

"You know I care about you. Right?" Where was this going? Why was this so sudden?

"Sonic? I. Of course. I care about you as well but what does this have to-" The words getting caught in his throat. Was it getting warmer in here? Sonic's grin trembles as tears prick the hedgehog's eyes. The fire rises, slowly surrounding the two.

"Sayonara. Shadow the Hedgehog." Shadow's eyes widen. As the fire comes closer a robotic figure comes into view. It looked awfully like Sonic but with a grey color as a base instead of the bright blue color like the hedgehog. The robot was massive as well. It grabbed Sonic rather harshly. Shadow reaching out as panicked words die in his throat. The robot would be smiling if it could as its chest plate opens, reveling a furnace type cavern. The blue blur being shoved in.

"SONIC-"

There were screams, defeaningly so. And the smell was horrible. Absolutely revolting. The smell of burning fur, cooking flesh. Shadow covers his muzzle. Sinking to his knees. Not real. This couldn't be real-

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆

Shadow sits up abruptly. Choked sob escaping his body. Another one. He thought he'd have gotten over these. But just like Maria's death. It was still so fresh. He couldn't save Sonic if he tried, he knew that much. But the guilt ate at him. Long time rival that became a friend- maybe more. Gone like that. And it hurt to remember.

Shakily the ebony hog touches his cheek. The bite mark still there, the fur never quite managed to heal over it and left a bite shaped scar. He grimaces through the hot tears. Maria.

Fucking. He hated the memories. Of that awful game. Maria would never hurt him. But the one of her he met back then.

The one who used the falling mobians for food of all things. He hated that corpse that wore her face. Maria was a saint that wouldn't hurt a soul. Shadow sighs.

Sonic would have liked her more than that phoney. The door to his room opens as Amy peers in with concern in her eyes. Holding a mug of warm milk and one of hot chocolate she comes and sits next to the shaking hedgehog.

Shadow hadn't even registered his body shaking.

He should really stop sleeping to pass time since he didn't need any.

"Shadow?" His name being called snaps him out of his thoughts, turning to Amy who offers the milk.

"I heard you... sobbing. Did you. Want to talk about it?" He shakes his head. She knew it was more of a 'not atm' rather than a 'I don't'so she didn't push. Shadow holds the mug in his hands. Mumbling an apology under his breath.

"It's ok. I'm not mad. You're still recovering and grieving after all." How was she so understanding? He wouldn't know. For now he just sits. Letting Amy sit next to him as they sat in silence.

[quantumleapt]

@emcrse dreams: “you’ve been very kind.”

AN AMERICAN IN PARIS SENTENCE STARTERS : PART II. always accepting.

"Ah, you don't have to thank me," Sam shrugs off, throwing a good-natured smile over his shoulder, corners of his eyes crinkling, as he finishes chopping up the vegetables. He tosses them into the waiting pan, giving them a stir. Above the sizzle, he continues, "I'm just bein' neighborly."

Neighborly, he guesses, is one word for it. How anybody could let the young detective get this hungry-- half-starved of a decent meal and any scrap of kindness he can get-- is beyond him. But that's why he's here, isn't it? Sure, he should've leaped out of here weeks ago, but Sam's not going anywhere. Not when Morse is like this.

Putting on the oven gloves, he reaches down, taking the roast chicken and potatoes out and setting them on the countertop to cool, right next to his mom's chocolate chip cookies he'd made earlier (she'd be proud; he knows the recipe by heart now).

Sam tries to tell himself it's just doctor's intuition that makes him turn around again, eyes searching the detective's face for any sign of... well, anything to tell him that the haunted, melancholy look in Morse's eyes is going away. Short of tucking a blanket around his shoulders and staying here with him all night, he's not really sure what else he can do.

(He can think of plenty that he'd like to do, but, now isn't the time.)

"You warm enough? Do you need more, uh, more tea, or anything? Dinner shouldn't be too much longer, I just gotta finish up the carrots and cut up the chicken."