#cos they be BROKE

[rebouks]

A little time passed and Courtney's much happier spending her days at home, Oscar's been feeling better after some rest too, physically anyway-.. not so much mentally though. He's gotten a few jobs done to pay the bills, but he's frustrated he's not further along with the house yet. The bathroom is still disgusting, the heating's still fucked, and the twins don't even have their own room yet! She told him to quit worrying and suggested they work on the garden whilst they save some cash instead. The fresh air will do them good and it's mostly free as well. Robin's hugs make everything better too.. 🤗

[sealbug]

Granada Theme

[transgenderenkidu]

Lighteater

erin and the void dragon are from @comicaurora

[strawberrycowgirly]

feel like shit just want my babes my back </3

i miss lockwood and co so much i’m crying right now bro

[candycryptids]

Hiiii having like the worst Thursday possible ! We have to somehow materialize like 500$ because our Electricity is on a different date than it has been for the past 8 FUCKING YEARS And we still have other shit that desperately needs paying for like OUR LAST GODDAMN CAR PAYMENT and we’re so close to being ok if we can just make it through this goddamn month.

Commissions are open [here]

My Cashapp is $candycrypt

And the commission post doesn’t say it but if you would like Carbuncle or Minion model edits drop me a tumblr dm and we can talk about what you want and if I think I can feasibly do it and how much it would take (it would vary on complexity obviously. Like, just a hat or something small would be 3$ and something like pants we’d have to talk about cos I’m not 100% I can do it consistently)

Thanks for reading, sorry for wailing, I know everything is on fire for everyone, and the holidays are fast approaching.

[sparkleresthold]

Not quite a family

Instead of having "good" characters be evil and vice versa, I like the idea of SG stories where characters retain their baseline personalities, they're just placed under different circumstances, if that makes sense. That's what I tried to do here

>Termagax was a brilliant scholar during the Golden Age of Cybertron. She also had a chronic inability to handle criticism, no matter how constructive. She used to be very inflexible in her views, almost comically unforgiving. However, she enjoyed a good challenge, if anything, to prove her own intellectual superiority over her opponents on a public stage.

>One day, long before the War, an anonymous rebuttal to one of her manifestos made its way to her. She would have dismissed it immediately, as she tended to do. It was written in such a blunt, unrefined manner, by someone who clearly was foreign to academia, and yet it lingered in her processor. It gnawed at her circuitry how this nobody had the metal bearings to not only poke holes in her arguments, but to be right about it.

>After some prolonged back and forth with this "Nobody from Tarn," she had grown to both despise and begrudgingly respect the mech behind the glyphs. Soon enough, she even found herself looking forward to his messages, to his dry wit, to his extraordinary ability to provoke her.

>After much insistence on her part, they agreed to meet at Maccadam's so she could fight him debate him in person. She had never expected her "rival" to be a grimy miner who took up philosophy as a hobby.

>It was hardly a meet-cute, but they did fall in love.

>They are both old af and really petty. It's sort of a miracle they even had Megs on the first place.

[seiwas]

HI MY BELOVED ANGEL!!! i am sending u mattsun + campfire as well as kisses n hugs <33

SAINTTT hello 🥺 thank you for sending a prompty!! 🥹 idt i've ever written mattsun fully before so this is something new!

help me get back into the writing groove! send me a character + any word and i'll write a short blurb about it!

contains: exes, stranded-y situation, feelings are complicated, some expletives

mattsun + campfire

"i told you we should've brought the spare—"

"yeah, let me go back in time for a sec and do just that."

"asshole."

lesson #1: nothing good ever happens when you're stuck in a car with your ex on the way to somewhere remote.

you blame iwaizumi for this one. who the fuck chooses to spend their birthday weekend in the fucking wilderness?

(okay, you don't actually think it's so bad. to be fair, he did plan this a year ago. and it did sound like a good idea. then. at the time. anywhere with the boys was always guaranteed fun―at least, until you and matsukawa broke up.)

"can you pass me the flashlight?" he points at the backpack behind you. when you hand it over, your fingers brush over his as he takes it away from you.

and you hate it, because―

lesson #2: you should never be alone with your ex when you still have feelings for them.

you'd agreed to take two cars to the camping spot: iwaizumi's with oikawa and hanamaki and matsukawa's with you. there was no way you'd fit in one, and hanamaki ultimately decided to ride with iwaizumi because, "you and mattsun have shit to sort out," he'd said.

with night setting and the two-hour headstart they managed to get ahead of you, the best thing you and matsukawa can do is to set up camp temporarily and wait for them to come back for you come sunrise.

you sigh.

leaves crack underneath your feet as you maneuver around your camping space. the light from matsukawa's flashlight tells you where he is, just a bit deeper in the forestry as he looks for wood to help set up the fire.

you unload the car in the meantime, bringing out some snacks and sleeping bags while waiting.

matsukawa eventually comes back with arms full of wood, and you help in whatever way you can, clearing the space and fetching more twigs when needed.

the entire car ride here had been quiet, so it's not surprising that this entire process has been equally as silent. until―

"did you already pull out your tent?" he asks, half of his body disappearing into the trunk of the car.

"huh?" you go closer, "i only brought out the sleeping bags."

then he sighs, ducking out from the trunk with a hand on his hip, "we only have one tent."

"what?"

"makki must have gotten yours with his when he decided to move cars."

his hand runs through his hair, a habit you know well. it lights up all sorts of weird feelings in your tummy

you don't know how to feel―

"i can sleep in the car."

―but you know that you definitely don't want him to do that. all things considered, you were friends first. and you've both been trying to be friends again since the breakup. you wouldn't want to cause him discomfort like that.

so, with a deep breath, you say, "it's okay, we can just share."

"are you sure?" he stares at you.

you nod.

after setting up the tent, you eat a few energy bars and clean up from the day's events. the campfire provides ample enough heat, but with how fast the flames are burning, you're doubtful it'll last the two of you the entire night.

it’s much later on, past midnight, that your doubts are proven right when you and matsukawa are cramped together in a tent made for one. it started to get cold a few minutes ago, and you've found yourself inching closer and closer to the warmth you’ve gotten used to laying against for the past two years.

he's only pretending to be asleep, you know that much, too. the rise and fall of his chest is hardly there; you can see it, how he's holding his breath being this close to you.

"issei," you whisper.

he opens his eyes, eyelids lifting lazily as he meets your stare. the vibration of his hum reverberates to you.

"it's cold."

for a moment, your stomach drops at the thought that he could ignore you; how it would make perfect sense for him to. you broke up with him after all, and he doesn't owe you anything, much less favors as intimate as this one.

but he closes the already dwindling gap between you, wrapping an arm around your waist as he pulls you closer. it's near, far too near for exes to be―noses touching and all.

"warmer?" his voice comes out hoarser through the whisper.

you nod, your head shifting up and down—which, truly, is where you ultimately fuck up. you feel it, a little chapped but still pliant against your lips.

in your carelessness, you accidentally brush your lips against his, the sensation alone surprising you enough to inch your head back as you mutter your apologies.

"sorry? really?" he asks, eyes half-lidded still as he chuckles.

his question settles into the small space you're in.

your vision trails from his eyes, down to the slope of his nose, until it lands on his lips again. a little split like you've always known, but still your favorite. still the only lips you want against yours.

when you lean in again, you know you're fucked, because―

lesson #3: the number one rule is that exes shouldn't kiss each other anymore.

[bruciemilf]

The justice league taking pictures with Bruce like men do with fish

[thefrsers]

requested by @ashmarie1687: Jamie + praying over Claire in 2.11 and 7.03

[onesnoopyaday]

Snoopy #26

27/10/2024

[curse-of-dming-strahd]

a player asked what Strahd's favorite song to play on the pipe organ is and my quick-draw gut response was "just a really slow rendition of Gangsta's Paradise"

we all had a good laugh but if my players actually remember this bit two years from now I will absolutely let this be a way to get out of that one puzzle room in his castle lmao

[aterfish]

So i just binge watched all of the dragon prince and i have one thing to say:

What the fuck

[daenystheedreamer]

taena and cersei breakup twow prediction

[hephaestuscrew]

Can't believe I accidentally abandoned Unwell podcast for nearly two years for no reason. I'm finally catching up with it and I'm feeling some kind of way about ghosts that don't know they are ghosts, and ghosts that aren't exactly ghosts at all, and ghosts that are previous versions of you, and towns that are alive and complicated, and houses that shift and change and become unfamiliar in the same way a person's own mind can, and family, and tradition, and history, and memory, and community, and grief...

[cassynite]

Character portrait I did of @diamanti91's PC, Adeline, for our upcoming curse of Strahd campaign! She's a halfling detective and we all love her already

[raceweek]

being from a family of athletes is to never know peace because how has my brother just accidentally torn the door off of our fridge trying to get a glass of apple juice. it’s a monday