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[plutoons]

two af attacks i did for my super awesome gf @sootnuki :]

[mito-itokondrria]

☆ float ☆

[dancinghannigram]

"he would not do tha-" BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO yes he would logan told me personally actually

[crowlixcx]

Now that you're gone Was what I did so wrong, so wrong That you had to leave me alone?

Careless Whisper by George Michael - The Brainrot Series

(requested by @seven-stars-in-his-palm & @sabotage-on-mercury)

[inahochi]

*sherliam flirting* ˎˊ˗

dedicated to lynn (@courtesanofdeath); happy birthday! ♡

[aleixis]

imagine isagi getting invited to one of his teammate's house parties, and convincing you to come along with him, his shy and sweet gf ! you're not a fan of crowds or gatherings, but you can't avoid social gatherings forever, and you want to spend time with yoichi, so you agree to go.

you regret it almost immediately. even though yoichi's arm is wrapped around your waist, keeping you close to him, you can't help but feel lost in the crowds of people :( what's worse, drunk strangers who you've never met in your life keep approaching you when you're even a moment apart from yoichi, asking you things like 'what's your name?' or 'are 'ya here alone?'

your dread intensifies when you come back from the bathroom to see a girl asking yoichi for his number. you see him trying to avoid her, letting out multiple "i have a girlfriend" and declining her advances as calmly as he can, looking uncomfortable as ever when she goes so far as to grab onto his arm, giggling.

you approach the girl and say to her firmly, with all the courage you have,

"he's my boyfriend, so would you stop clinging onto him?"

the girl stiffens and lets out a curt, "sorry, didn't know he had a girlfriend," and walks away, clearly ashamed. ( he told her multiple times he had a gf ugh )

yoichi turns to you to explain the situation, but you just grab onto his hand.

"can we please leave, yoi? 'm tired. and overwhelmed," you ask him.

yoichi simply nods and agrees, "i'm tired too, baby. let's get home, yeah?"

you arrive at yoichi's apartment, legs sore and tired. you plop onto his couch, closing your eyes momentarily.

"how's a movie and cuddles sound?" yoichi asks from the bathroom.

"mm, sounds nice. wanna shower first, though."

yoichi laughs. "i was thinking the same. c'mon, hop in with me 'n we can shower together."

the warm water of the shower trickles down your scalp as yoichi shampoos your hair.

"you were super cute when you called me your boyfriend, by the way."

"shut up!"

hmmm i think 'm gonna make more of these how do we feel ! ( •̀ ω •́ )

[zuiz41]

Guess the one who instinctively kissed his best friend's lips earlier this morning and is currently wishing to be swallowed by the earth. 😏

(it's a hard guess)

[kimdokjas]

I want to go back — Gregory Orr

dedicated to phos ♡ @squidokja [insp.]

[static-radio-ao3]

don't like it fake (i think it's true love)

James Potter and Regulus Black could never date. Or at least, that's what Regulus seems to think. Determined to prove him wrong, James suggests they fake date for a month. But the longer they fake it, the more real it gets.

[lnfours]

I NEED spiderman! Lando. I cannot stress how much he fits as spiderman.

oooooh anon… u know my brands. you know them so well.

also kind of inspired by that iconic scene in the amazing spiderman where peter climbs into gwen’s room from her window. you know i had to 🫠

the sun had freshly set over the city of new york, the lights in the city and the glow of the lamp on your desk softly illuminating your room through the bedroom window. you sat in the chair, chin resting against your knee as you read over the pages of notes in front of you, trying to make the things your professor covered in the lecture make sense.

you tapped the screen of your phone, the time shining back at you as it read 9:45pm. with a soft sigh, you checked the notifications briefly. nothing from lando.

he was supposed to be here 45 minutes ago. it wasn’t unusual for him to run late, but without a text? you were slowly growing worried. scared that something might’ve happened.

until there was a soft tap at your window, making you turn around. your eyes were met with a familiar mask. you smiled softly, leaning over and opening the window for him. the cool night breeze making its way in as he spoke, “i’m sorry, i know i’m late-“

“i was worried something happened,” you said, sitting back in the desk chair as he climbed through the window. he tugged the nylon mask over his head, sweaty curls stuck to his forehead. your eyes took in the small cuts on his cheeks, dried blood a signal as to why he was running behind.

“i’m fine,” he smiled softly, noticing your eyes tracing his face, “i should’ve texted. i’m sorry i worried you.”

it was the last thing on your mind now as you got up from the chair, making your way over to him and taking his face into your hands gently. he swallowed thickly, eyes scanning over your face as you assessed his injuries.

“‘ve got a first aid kit,” you said, “i know you don’t necessarily need it, but it might help with the healing process.”

he nodded, letting you walk away. you made a pitstop to the closet, grabbing the change of clothes and tossing it to him. he thanked you before you made your way into the bathroom, grabbing the first aid kit from under the sink and opening it.

you came back into the bedroom to see him on the bed, clad in pajama pants and an old hoodie. the red and blue nylon suit he had once worn now sitting on the floor. you sat down in front of him, taking his face back into your hands.

you grabbed the tube of neosporin from the kit, along with a few bandaids. he let you put the ointment on, watching how delicately you worked on helping him heal his small wounds.

“what happened?”

“robbery at the jewelry store on 9th street,” he chuckled softly, “you should see the other guys.”

you smiled, letting out a soft laugh, “i’m sure you got them good.”

you stuck the small bandaids on his cheeks and his forehead, sitting back and moving the kit to sit on top of the suit on the floor. he grabbed your arms, pulling you on top of him. you laid between his legs, head on his chest as he twirled a strand of hair around his finger.

“sorry i kept you worried,” he mumbled another apology, lips pressed against the top of your head, “i should’ve texted.”

you shook your head, “it’s okay, just glad you’re okay. and that you’re here now.”

“missed me?” he smirked down at you.

“don’t flatter yourself.”

he chuckled, fingers tracing shapes into your skin. a habit he had picked up on a while ago. his silent way of comfort, a sign that he was here. that as long as you were waiting for him, he’d always come back to you.

[rottengurlz]

oc introductions

[kaiipivara]

Titan!DNF spoilers 🫣💚💙

[diamondsheep]

Happy Valentine's Day !!!! 💖💕💞✨

[jimimn]

minimini ♡ for @sugajimin​ ♡ (cr. @0613data, qdeoks, @bts-trans)

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[thekidsarentalright]

what a time to be alive!

[hiort]

termina masquerade ball daarin 🎭

art trade with the loveliest artist ever @fungerisms !!