#help its 5 am

[unholycarnival]

M⦻R♰IS . . .

[crxwnedalex]

Chapters: 3/?

(UPDATES RANDOMLY) --Inspired by a Book from my Kids and their friends on Quotev--

I HAVE A TANGLED AU

basically tangled but My oc Alexander is in it :P

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you open my Super Important Documents and its just pictures of charles xavier

[porrigens]

ryugoro silliness

[welcometogrouchland]

(ID in alt) hi sorry for back to back marvel fanart I swear I still have dc stuff lmao. However I did recently read X-Men: first class and got a bit carried away doodling this after Lmao

[octylish]

Another one bites the dust

[love-3-crimes]

something about un-roamed paths idk

[artsy-1diot]

i like him a normal amount i think

[pixelatedraindrops]

A highly feverish Yuma and Makoto 🌡️ (39.05 c)

This was an art trade I received from BBQchap0 on twitter ✨

Small Rambling below

original and copy, same body, same mind, same frail immune system (they often get sick at the same time)

The 2 worlds greatest minds are going to have to take some time off working today. They’ve unfortunately both been afflicted by a sudden spiking fever and can hardly move. As they lay in bed, fatigued, aching, and sweating through their clothes, they could only struggle to try to help themselves.

This is such an attractive piece. I think I’m in love...

I could go on about this but, I'm literally about to combust 😳💦

In shorter words:

This is the most lovely art trade I have ever gotten and one of the most gorgeous pieces of art I've ever gotten in my entire life.

I cannot praise it enough, this belongs in a legit art gallery... I'm so honored to have gotten something this pretty I could cry...

💕💦(┬┬﹏┬┬) 💦💕

HOW did they make these disheveled sick boys look so BEAUTIFUL??? I can legit FEEL their struggle, its too good I could die

What a vision…makoto's uninterested yet tired expression...yuma with the thermometer in his mouth as his clone weakly assists him...and those glorious skin flush tints of red and pink coupled with the beads of sweat and messy hair…

AND THOSE COLORS…

Yeah. I’m not normal 🫠

Its…perfection

[sharks3ye]

Heey wont you look at that funny Silver guy

[theautisticjedi]

I need her so bad it makes me look stupid

[crxwnedalex]

Insanity

me casually getting back into TTS/VAT7K while being on a small Sander Sides high in my DSMP faze and FNAF wanting to stick it's mechanical claws into the mix:

[rataticaisdreaming]

haunted by the fashion spirit 🧛💎

god bless guy diamond, we don't deserve him 🙏🩵

[eyes-inthe-skies]

Something about the stargate. Something about daniels eyes. Something about how the most beautiful blue veils hold just beyond them eons of human history and experience. Something about the gateway to the soul, how the soul of humanity is to explore, to learn, to connect.

[eosofhearts]

my poor little meow meow angor rot he has every disease

[starshotspiderz]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪Miguel won't let you out in the snow ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪

☆ Tags: Fluff, wholesome, no use of Y/N, slight mention of something suggestive wink wink, protective Migs, use of Spanish ☆

You and your husband Miguel loved each other so much, to the point where you basically do everything together. You married him around five years ago, and he's been a gentleman ever since. Lately, it had been snowing a lot in Nueva York. Miguel insisted on all the grocery shopping and anything to do with going outside, not wanting you to get sick in the cold.

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Present day, while Miguel was showering, you kept looking outside. At the beautiful snow, faintly sparkling under the blue-grey sky. The clouds have dark tints, covering the moon outside. You were tempted to go outside. Miguel, however, took you out of your thoughts.

"Cariño, that black shirt is drying, right? I need it for tomorrow." He says calmly.

"Mhm, yes, it is. Should be dried for tomorrow, love." You tell him gently as he nods and ruffles his hair with the towel in front of the mirror.

You glance up at him. "Miguel?"

"Si?" He responds. Looking at you now.

"I was wondering. . . If we maybe. . Went out. . In the snow. . ??" You ask hesitantly, scratching your thigh lightly.

He looks at you, dumbfounded. "Absolutely not, you'll get sick." He didn't even bother to mention his wet hair. You were his top priority.

"Oh, but Miguel? It isn't that bad. ." You try convincing him, to no avail. He huffs softly.

"No, hace frío afuera. Ambos nos congelaremos como paletas heladas." He says. Crossing his arms.

"Your lame." You retort with a playful pout.

"Mhm. You weren't saying that last night." He shoots a playful smirk.

You gasped as blood rushed to your cheeks, making them a rosy pink colour.

"Miguel!"

The last thing you heard were his annoying mischievous laughs as he left to change.

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