#drop toilet

[witchofthemidlands]

digging my grave <3

[mari-lair]

Aoi really went "I will sacrifice myself for you! Go!" cause look at those tears, she knows this is a sacrifice but she is determined!!

And Akane said "No, I will." in what I bet is a calming tone, cause he is, as always, at his gentlest with Aoi.

But Aoi refuses!! She physically keeps him down, holding on tight to his shirt.

Is important that Aoi doesn't follow Akane's lead but she also doesn't try to go back to her first decision, there is no "I told you to run Akane! Get out of here!" because she respects Akane's desire to protect her, she appreciates it even, deep down.

She just refuses to leave him alone here.

And Akane actually went through enough growth to respect her decision back.

"I can see you have your heart set on it. So let's both die here."

She is someone to protect but she is her own person with the right to make her own decisions, and unlike old timeline Aoi, she shows her emotions. She puts her foot down.

Considering Akane blushes underneath all his scratches after seeing her resolve, I feel like a part of him appreciates that she feels the same protectiveness for him.

They are on the same wavelength. Acknowledging each other's resolve to fight and respecting it. I love it.

[2knightt]

Alrrr so can you make an imagine abt Johnny just not wanting to leave her? Like she has to get up from bed but he won’t let her and jsut tries to put all his weight on her so she can’t move and just wants to stay

— I’M RIGHT HERE .

…IN WHICH; Johnny doesn’t want you to leave.

tags/warnings: gn!reader fluff, clingy!johnny, reader does tease him (that’s the reader ur getting i’m sorry), kissing, rushed asf, and nothing else.

ೃauthor notes⁀➷ i’m doing in this second period cuz my teacher has given up on making a teaching plan LMFAO and i finished it in the same hour

“johnny, i gotta go make us breakfast,”

you muttered. your hand was entangled in his dark locks, trying your coax him into freeing you from the rather tight grasp he has on your waist. your nails gently scratched his scalp, enticing a small groan from him.

“i can wait.”

he insisted as he pulled himself closer to you, his face hidden in your chest. johnny then, as if on cue, pressed his whole body weight against you; effectively trapping you beneath him.

“c’mon, johnny!”

you tried to shove him off of you, but it was like he called upon the gods themselves to make sure that he wouldn’t even move a muscle. each shove you gave him, another whine vibrated through his throat.

“i don’t want you to go hungry n’ have people thinkin’ i’m starvin’ my boyfriend!”

he shifted his position, moving upwards slightly, his head resting against your collarbone. a sigh left your lips as the realization of your situation for the next few hours set in.

“jus’ a lil’ longer, baby. swear by it, jus’ a little longer.”

johnny seemingly begged for just the slightest bit of attention from you, the slightest bit of anything from you.

you stayed silent of a moment, staring up at the ceiling as you pondered your options. well, more like your only choice. but, whatever.

“don’t go, not yet.”

you huffed before your eyes shifted downward, seeing johnny’s messy hair cover his eyes as he tried his best to look up at you. his eyes seemed much wider than ever, like he was trying to give you puppy-dog eyes to convince you more.

and goddamnit, can johnny cade do puppy-dog eyes well.

you roughed up his hair, johnny lightly smacking your hand away from his already tangled hair.

“i guess i gotta give in. all because my boyfriend wants to be a big baby, huh?”

“..‘m not a baby, y/n.”

“it’s okay, you can be honest with me.”

a huff left johnny’s lips this time out of slight annoyance at your teasing. though, he always kinda liked that you didn’t soften when he was around. always tough.

his lips were suddenly pressed against your skin, lightly kissing your neck.

“nobody’d believe me if i ever told ‘em how mean you are to me.”

he joked, another kiss being planted as he spoke, taking pauses between his sentence to do just that.

it wasn’t his fault that kissing you was so nice.

“i ain’t mean to you. ‘s jus’ tough love.”

a chuckle left his throat, shaking his head as best as he could.

“jus’ say you love me normally.”

“..love you, johnny.”

“i know.”

[honeygrahambitch]

Hannibal walked into the bedroom with what Will recognized to be his "angel" face. He often put it on when he needed Will's help because his own skills were not fit to fix the mess which he himself had caused.

"Will..."

"What did you do?"

"What makes you think..."

"Cut the crap."

"I accidentally dropped one of my favorite tie pins in the toilet while I was adjusting my tie."

Will's face softened and he burst out laughing. Little did he know that he won't be laughing for long.

"Can you get it back?"

"Sorry?" Will asked as he was still breathing heavily.

"I was very fond of it."

"Why don't you fish it yourself?"

"I..." Hannibal mumbled. "I wouldn't really like that."

"And you think that I would?" Will said as he got up from the bed and headed towards the bathroom more or less accidentally bumping into Hannibal's shoulder. "I married a princess."

"I love you." Hannibal replied as he followed Will cheerfully.

[iamhereinthebg]

Gift

[nolovelingers]

PLEASE DONT LEAVE ME ⋆ ˚｡ ୨୧ steven grant

⋆ ★ a desperate, emotionally charged steven, who is not ready to let go of you after you decide to leave him, realizing he's been hiding many secrets — short blurb !!

cw ᝰ.ᐟ use of y/n ,, gender neutral reader ,, sfw ,, angst ,, break up ,, desperate steven

(y/n) stood in the small hallway, their heart pounding in their chest as they gazed at the neatly packed suitcases by the door. they had been living with steven for nearly a year now, and while the beginning had been a whirlwind of excitement, the novelty had long since worn off. beneath the surface, a gnawing sense of unease had taken root, growing stronger with each passing week.

it wasn't until recently that (y/n) had begun to realize the true extent of steven's secrets. at first, you had brushed off the odd comments and strange behavior as quirks, the result of a stressful job at the art gallery. but as the months went by, the cracks in his facade became impossible to ignore.

late night phone calls in a language you didn't understand, whispered arguments with an unseen presence, and the occasional lapses in memory that left him disoriented and confused, even acting like a completely different person at times. (y/n) had tried to be patient, to give him the time and space he needed to open up to them. but as the months went by and the secrets only seemed to multiply, they knew that they could no longer go on living in the dark.

just as you were about to make your way to the bedroom to confront him, steven appeared in the doorway, his eyes wide with a mix of shock and fear. he looked disheveled, probably haven just woken up, his hair a mess of tangled curls, and his shirt partially unbuttoned, exposing a glimpse of his toned chest.

"right, what’s this then?" he asked, his voice tight with anxiety as his gaze flicked from your face to the packed suitcases. "youre not leaving, are you?" there was still an edge of playfulness in his voice, like he was trying to diffuse the situation.

there was a beat. a second of stilled silence filling the air like static as you took a moment to compose yourself. only then did he realize this was no joking matter.

"i can't do this anymore, steven," your voice was soft, trembling with a cocktail of sadness and frustration. "not when you're still hiding so many secrets from me."

stevens brow furrowed, and he took a step closer to you, his hand reaching out to grasp your arm. his fingers were warm and gentle, a pleading resonating in his eyes. "wha’dya’mean, love? what secrets?" he asked, his voice rising in pitch as the realization of what was happening began to sink in.

you pulled away from his touch, unable to bear the weight of the lies that still lingered between them. "don’t play dumb," you said, voice hardening with a mix of anger and sadness. "you know exactly what i mean." you shook your head, blinking back the tears that threatened to spill over.

steven's face paled, and he leaned against the wall for support, his body trembling slightly as he tried to process your words.

"(y/n), I... I don't know what you're talking about," he said, but there was a hollow quality to his voice, a sense of desperation that belied his words.

your heart clenched at the anguish in his eyes, the raw desperation that clung to his words like a second skin. you wanted to reach out, to pull him close and promise that everything would be alright, that you would never leave his side. but the weight of his secrets, the knowledge that he could never truly be open with you, held you back.

taking a step closer to him, your eyes searching his face, seeing the fear, the panic that gripped him like a vice.

"I've tried to be patient, I've tried to give you the time and space you needed to open up to me. But it's been nearly a year, and nothing has changed."

your voice rose with each word, the emotion you had been holding back for so long pouring out like a flood. you could feel the tears pricking at the corners of your eyes, the ache in your chest growing more intense with each passing second.

"i love you, stevie. god knows I do. but I can't be with someone who won't let me in."

you paused, your breath catching in your throat as you tried to steady yourself. you knew that the next words you spoke would change everything.

"im breaking up with you. im sorry”

“no…”

desperation, raw and all-consuming, gripped steven like a merciless tide. It crashed over him in waves, threatening to drown him in its icy depths. his heart raced, pounding against his ribcage like a caged animal desperate to break free. the blood rushed to his ears, a deafening roar that drowned out the sound of your voice, your words lost in the cacophony of his own panicked thoughts.

fear, primordial and bone-deep, coiled around his spine like a serpent. it squeezed the air from his lungs, leaving him gasping, his chest heaving with the effort of drawing breath. the terror of losing you, of watching you walk out of his life and out of his reach, filled him with a horrifying clarity.

stevens mind reeled, a whirlwind of fragmented thoughts and half-remembered memories. the weight of his secrets pressed down on him, a physical burden that threatened to crush him beneath its immensity. the truth of his fractured psyche, the ancient curse that bound him to the will of a long-dead god, clawed at the edges of his consciousness, desperate to be unleashed.

a flicker of defiance sparked to life in the depths of his eyes. It was a stubborn, unyielding flame that refused to be extinguished, no matter how hard the tide of emotion threatened to snuff it out. he let out a dry, bitter laugh. shaking his head like he was trying to convince himself this was all fake. “no…” he repeated.

steven reached out to you, his hand outstretched and trembling, his fingers aching to feel the softness of your skin against his own. he tried to speak, to form the words that would keep you by his side, but his throat constricted, the muscles seizing up in a spasm of fear and desperation.

"love, please," he choked out, his voice a broken, jagged thing. "please, don't say a thing like that. lets not be rash.”

“steven…” you try to object, but he cuts you off, seemingly in denial.

steven stumbled forward, closing the distance between them in a desperate lunge. his hands gripped your shoulder, his fingers digging into the soft flesh of your arms as he clung to you like a man drowning and you were his only hope of salvation.

"im begging you," he rasped, his voice ragged and hoarse with emotion. "please, don't go."

he paused, swallowing hard as he fought to regain some semblance of control. but the panic was winning, the terror of a life without you clawing at his insides like a wild beast.

"i know ive been a right bastard, keeping things from you. but it's not because i don't trust you. im terrified of losing you."

his breath hitched in his throat, a sob threatening to tear its way free. he blinked hard, trying to hold back the tears that burned behind his eyelids, but it was a losing battle. they spilled down his cheeks in hot, stinging rivulets, cutting trails through the stubble on his jaw.

his head dropped to your shoulder, his face burying itself in the warm, soft crook of your neck. his arms wrapping around your waist, pulling you against him, as if he could somehow fuse your bodies together and keep you from leaving him. the desperate, broken plea spilled from his lips like a prayer.

"you can't bloody do this to me," he gasped out between shuddering breaths, his voice muffled against your skin. "pleasepleasepleaseplease. dont do this to me. im begging you, love, im bloody begging you."

his tears soaked into the fabric of your shirt, leaving damp patches that spread like spilled ink on parchment. the heat of his breath, ragged and desperate, seared the sensitive skin on your neck, raising goosebumps in its wake. his fingers tangled in the silky strands of your hair, fisting the locks gently and using them to anchor himself to you.

"you’re the only thing that keeps me sane. without you, im lost. nothing. i’ll bloody fall apart, (y/n). i swear i will." he choked out, the words vibrating against your collarbone.

stevens body shook with the force of his emotion, the vibrations racking his lean frame.

despite his fervent pleas and the desperate, almost violent way he clung to you, (y/n) remained unmoved. your expression softened with sympathy and regret, but the resolve in your eyes never wavered. you could feel the hammering of his heart against your chest, the tremors that wracked his lean, muscular frame. yet, you could not bring yourself to succumb to his pleas, not when you knew the truth of what lay beneath the surface.

gently but firmly you pried at his fingers, unwrapping his arms from around your waist. you eased his head back from your shoulder, cupping his face in your hands. his eyes were wild, the irises nearly swallowed by the black of his dilated pupils. tears clung to his long, dark lashes, and his cheeks were flushed a blotchy, agonized red. the sight of him reduced to this desperate, begging wreck, made your heart ache with a sorrow that threatened to consume you.

still, you held fast to your decision. you couldn't build a life with a man who kept you in the dark.

as you spoke, your voice was soft but unwavering, a gentle but unyielding reminder of the boundaries you had to maintain. "im sorry, steven."

you brushed a tear from his cheek with your thumb, a tender, almost loving gesture. but really it was a farewell caress and steven could tell by the lingering of your touch.

he shuddered as your thumb brushed away a tear, leaning into the tender touch like a flower turning towards the sun. his eyes fluttered closed for a moment, a pained expression flickering across his face as he registered the unspoken goodbye hidden beneath the gentle gesture. a stronger sense of desperation surged through him.

his hands flew up to grasp your wrists, his fingers curling around them, touch soft as ever, careful not to hurt or scare you. he pulled you closer, as if he could make you a part of his very being. all the while, he shook his head in violent negation, dark curls whipping around his face as he repeated the word like a mantra.

"no, no, no," he gasped out, his voice raw and ragged. "no, sweetheart, please. dont say it like that. please dont say it in that tone."

hysteria edged his words, a thread of madness that spoke of a man teetering on the brink of a abyss. his eyes, when they opened, were wild and haunted.

"I swear, if you walk out that door... if you leave me..." he paused, his breath coming in ragged, desperate gasps. his eyes bored into yours with a intensity that bordered on manic."...I'll be on your doorstep every damn day, begging you to take me back.”

a part of you wanted to give in, to take pity on his anguish and promise to stay, if only to spare him this agony.

but as you gazed into his eyes, seeing the secrets that lurked beneath the surface, you knew you could not. you had to be strong. to leave now.

drawing in a deep, shuddering breath, and straightening your shoulders, you shook your head slowly, as you spoke with a quiet but unwavering certainty.

"no, baby. no more." your voice was low, almost gentle, but with a steely undercurrent that brooked no argument. you took another step back, putting more distance between the two of you, as if physically severing the invisible bonds that had once tied you together.

"I love you." he tried, taking a step closer as you take a step back. you sigh, realizing hes unbudging, and continue to walk towards the door.

“i know.”

he stood frozen, watching helplessly as (y/n) took a final step back, then turned away from him. he opened his mouth to call out to you again, but the words died in his throat as the door clicked shut behind you. the sound an oppressive silence inside the flat, a grim reminder of the events unfolded.

steven stared at the closed door, his heart pounding a unsteady rhythm against his ribs. a part of him wanted to run after you, to throw open the door and beg and plead until you had no choice but to listen. but he remained rooted to the spot, held back by a grim realization. you had made your choice,

and it wasn't him.

` ੈ˚ ★ a / n : me after falling off the edge of the planet with writers block and not writing for an entire year then suddenly my reboot card got picked up and i have inspo again hiiii

started 1.14.2025. finished 1.14.2025.

©️ nolovelingers 2025

[mysteriousmissme]

ykw idec i don’t care wtf hananene WHAH hanako literally saving nene and that transition no idc idc idc IDFC NO OH MY GOD HANANENE

[veiledren]

Whiteboard doodles with @boomposhpow

[tsutsumi-kurose]

watching your favorite manga get animated is so fun!! the audio element adds so much!! you get to hear things like background music, characters’ voices, the sound of your favorite character’s dead body dropping lifeless to the floor <3

[amanitacurses]

[bigmammallama5]

well. at least NC did okay besides the presidential seat. dem governor and lt governor, dem nc schools superintendent (his opponent was a literal fucking nazi), dem nc attorney general, and we broke the gop supermajority (again) in the state house. so maybe we can do stuff locally.

[marvel-lous-guy]

Tony: Do you even have any life goals other than spiderman?

Peter: I have been banned from every fast food place in Queens except for the Mcdonalds one block away from the Tower. I don't know what their limit is but I will find it.

[mari-lair]

inside of me are two dogs, one is wagging it's tail cause omg I love how they used the fallen chandelier shards to make it all colorful, the colors are amazing!!

The other is bitting its cage and thirsting for blood CAUSE WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE ANIME SKIPPED THIS??

[flamemons]

[starleska]

me before watching Drop Dead Fred: aw this is gonna be a really silly dumb kinda movie and it'll cheer me up :3c me after watching Drop Dead Fred:

[cherrypicked-pearls]

YOUNG EXORCIST ARC??? IN THIS ECONOMY??? OH MY GODDDD

AHHHHHHYUAYUAUGYAHAHIHAISHIIHIYUAHHHH HANAKOU NATION WWWWWW‼️‼️‼️💪 AND MINAMOTO BROTHERS ENTHUSIASTS WWWW‼️‼️‼️