#how u tonight

[hinamie]

to moving forward

[bigfatbreak]

second warmup is: adrien eating one of my favorite foods, a tuna melt. due to some issues ive been on liquids for almost three weeks and i'm missing my usual favs

[chubbychiquita]

[slavhew]

good ol days

[melonsharks]

i went. insane. LOOK. i know a lot of people realllyyyy wanted crowley to be the wedding dress designer LOOK I KNOW AND ITS OK u can make ur own au i promise but in MY WORLD. you need to understand me.

crowley owning a vineyard is personal to me. he is THE snake in the garden of eden, tempting is his JOB ok. he makes wines aziraphale indulges in, aziraphale designs dresses with crowley in mind. do you hear me. are you listening to me. i have everything from the second they meet mapped out OK i know what im talking about. listen to my delusions, boy.

[tojisun]

day ??? of trying to write that price x throat training but getting derailed by how soft he becomes :((

all crooning and outpouring petnames because more than anything, the fact that you're letting him use you is the biggest turn-on. it has him swelling under his sweats, chub filling up at every of your shy looks. it has him pinching your chin, thumb swiping over your mouth like he can't fathom how those pretty lips would be soon wrapped around his flesh.

christ.

"open up f'me, darlin'?" he asks, breaths turning ragged when you drop your jaw open, following his every quiet beckoning. he presses his thumb on the flat of your tongue, unable to hold himself back now that you've presented him the wetness that'd take all of him down.

and you would, wouldn't you? you'd swallow all of him, greedily and impatiently?

(of course, you would.)

[socksandbuttons]

How would little Eclipse and Blood Moon react if they saw someone trying to flirt (properly) with their father?

They'd be disgusted and confused if anything. They're not very supportive of KC getting a love life.

[bombuni]

guys he’s 🥹🥹actually🥹🥹real🥹🥹🥹

[l3irdl3rain]

She wants to know why she can’t eat the party snacks

[ninjasmudge]

2016 era meme with Leshy?? /⁠ᐠ⁠｡u｡⁠ᐟ⁠\

drunken fuzzy worm stumbling around the fields at 3am holding farm implements like weapons 🐛

(this was me figuring out a leshy design but i couldnt decide if i liked the two or four arm design more so one of each)

[yuwuta]

omg i love love loveeee there’s only one bed trope but something equally as incredible is too many beds/just enough beds trope and watching your fav struggle between try to force proximity anyway and trying to be normal and gentlemanly

[girlfriendline]

the husbands having their joint interview

[acekindaneat]

Serirei Week !!

Day 3: firsts/love languages

Reigen finds himself speechless (rare occasion)

continuation below but it's written form !! ↓↓

Serizawa gave him a slight nod, his face unreadable but tense. He gently directed Reigen towards the couches and sat him down. Wordlessly sitting beside him, he opened the first aid kit and rummaged through it.

Reigen watches in cautious silence, eyeing his coworker's rigid movements. The cloth he used to temporarily cover the large scratch left by the spirit was starting to itch. He slowly untied the knot with his uninjured hand and peeled off the blood-soaked makeshift bandage. It was drying off, but it still looked terrible. Four large gashes across his forearm, it almost looks like a scratch from a big cat.

Serizawa shifting closer brought Reigen's attention back to him. Their eyes met for a second before Serizawa looked down at his arm with a wince. Guilt evident on his face as he wet a towel with water and started to wipe off the blood with the lightest touch he could manage. Reigen swallowed the lump in his throat, the tense silence was getting to him so he spoke up.

"This could be part of your training, you know." He lightly joked, shrugging with his unoccupied shoulder. "It's important to know first aid, especially in our line of work." Serizawa's eyebrows furrowed as a frown formed on his face, but didn't take his eyes off his work, nor did he say anything back. As soon as the blood that smeared was gone, he grabbed the disinfectant and a cotton ball.

It was gonna sting, Reigen already knew that, but he still felt his heart flutter when Serizawa glanced up at him with a sorry look and muttered, "This might sting..."

Reigen didn't miss the way Serizawa was holding his hand with his free hand. He didn't miss the way his thumb was soothing the back of his palm with light strokes. He didn't miss the way he could feel the warmth radiating off of Serizawa's body just from how close they were sitting. Reigen felt himself gulp, not sure if it was in preparation for the pain, or to force himself back to retain his composure.

He let out a small hiss and a wince, before letting it dissipate quickly upon seeing Serizawa's face look more like a kicked puppy. He knows the man felt guilty for not arriving quick enough to prevent the spirit from hurting Reigen further. It wasn't his fault though. He can't blame Serizawa, not when he looked this sorry.

Gentle, flitting hands finally wrapped the wound in a bandage and secured it carefully. When it was done, Serizawa didn't move away, but instead let his hand rest on the wrapped arm, slowly rubbing his thumb against it like it would help heal the wound faster. It might, Reigen could hope. He could hope that this moment lasts. He looked up at Serizawa with a soft look, hoping that his message came across. Please.

Serizawa looked up at Reigen's eyes with the same level of fondness. Despite what he feels, it still scares Reigen, to see someone look at him like that. He's scared of seeing it often that he'll get attached to it, attached to the fondness, attached to feeling loved.

He almost felt himself jump when Serizawa gently held his hand up and pressed Reigen's palm against his lips with closed eyes. It's like his heart stopped, his breath hitching as he inhaled sharply.

This seemed to wake Serizawa from whatever trance he was in and pulled away, his face flushed red. His gaze landed everywhere except Reigen's as he cleared his throat and gathered up the used cotton balls and the bloodied washcloth. "I'll, uhm, throw these away. I'll grab some ice for your neck.. and make you some green tea in a bit..." He paused, sparing Reigen a glance and assessing his state.

"I'm glad you're okay, Reigen.." Serizawa spoke again, then escaped to the restroom to clean his hands off. Reigen sat there staring at his palm, dumbfounded and speechless.

[christakisbang]

[daughterofsarenrae]

It's because you're always at that damn abandoned 1800s single room schoolhouse