#i apologise in advance

[frenchublog]

[nottoonedin]

Shitty ALNST memes because this is how I cope:

Ogs/Templates below:

[thatmoththoth]

I should draw a picture of gunpowder tim, but he’s holding a detonator and is in a circus with a mannequin running towards him with the text “woops wrong Tim.”

Edit: check reblogs for progress updates

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

okay so i finally finished it... allow me to present a comprehensive, chronological compilation of miles and alex singing *THAT* moment in standing next to me for the whole eycte tour 🌟

this video took me the better part of two months to make, and cost me a not insignificant part of my sanity (related: i may never want to hear this song again), so yeah... i hope you enjoy 😅

[rougethebadbinch]

the only thing i could think of while watching

[greattigerssimp]

PO boxers (my AU) and what their sponsors would be!

Because ain't no way the babygirls are living in NY on a single paycheck. Sell out time! (Also for my rp with @vampirtulpe )

Glass Joe 🇫🇷 🥐

- Typically partners with smaller bakeries that he frequents

- They reward him with free pastries and coffee in return for companionship

- When Joe first came to NY, he thought Panera Bread was a small indie bakery... oh how he was wrong and made fun of for it.

Von Kaiser 🇩🇪🔩

- Very cautious about partnering with anyone, mainly because of the whole ordeal with Soda

- Did exactly one commercial with some hardware company and then dipped

- His boxing class absolutely adored that commercial though, they were like "omggg Mr. Kaiser I saw you on the television yesterday!!1!"

Disco Kid 🇺🇲 🕺

- His sponsor is actually the radio station His dad owns

- In fact that radio station actually promotes most of the WVBA... but especially Disco Kid in particular

King Hippo 🏝 🦛

- No sponsors

- Created a blender once to sell it

- His blendah sucks

Piston Hondo 🇯�� 🥊

- Will happily promote any small business he stumbles upon or that reach out to him

- This includes that boxercise class Heike owns

- Brings an unnatural amount of energy into each commercial, you'd swear he was on something

Bear Hugger 🇨🇦 🐻

- Partnered with this one syrup brand (ofc)

- So intertwined with them, Spruce is dead ahh the mascot of the brand now.

- Puts a secret environmental message into each ad he does

Great Tiger 🇮🇳🐅

- Not really a partnership, but he used to collab with multiple rap artists

- The deal was he'd get to sing at least two lines, or else he's not promoting the song

- Nowadays he'll just do a random gig if he needs extra cash

Don Flamenco 🇪🇸 🥀

- Does perfume and men's clothing commercials

- Bro is basically making tv-friendly thirst traps

- He actually loves doing them, but Carmen only let's him do them once per month

Aran Ryan 🇮🇪 😈

- Did a singular ad for some energy drink...

- Long story short, he got fired, the set burnt down, and 4 people landed in the hospital

- Yeah no one wants his smelly redhead ass

Soda Popinski 🇷🇺 🍾

- Soooo that whole fiasco with the corrupt Vodka company... yeah.

- Thankfully Macho Man helped him break off from the company

- No longer does any partnerships

Bald Bull 🇹🇷 🐂

- No sponsors, doesn't want any

- He's happy with what he's got

- He doesn't work well with others

Super Macho Man 🇺🇸 🌊

- Dude has done adverts for everyone and everything...

- Body care, cars, energy drinks, Hippos blender's... you name it, he's probably done it. Dude is a walking advert.

- Shares his promotional money with Soda

Mr. Sandman 💤 🟢

- Partnered with the WVBA

- Helps sell WVBA merchandise such as action figures, clothes... even events.

- Isn't allowed to interact with anyone or anything else...

(This was a cringy idea, I'm sorry ;-; )

[bookdragon-shenanigans]

I just finished bingeing tdp and I am OBSESSED. Also the rayllum brainrot is real you guys they weren't lying

[earthw0rm]

POV: some bitch ass twink won’t eat my chestnut tart

Aka, I’ve started playing Twisted Wonderland

[kinzhae]

Sailor﹏𓊝﹏

Set in Jujutsu High, 2006, Second-Year Timeline

Gojo x Fem!Reader

Angst with no comfort.

Pls don't let this flop 💔

Spring Nights at Jujutsu High...

The spring air smelled of sakura blossoms and mischief as you sat on the rooftop of Jujutsu High's dormitories, your legs swinging over the edge. The distant hum of Tokyo's lights flickered on the horizon, a reminder of the world beyond the chaos of curses and missions. The night was quiet except for the occasional sound of laughter from the courtyard below—students blowing off steam after an especially grueling week.

And then there was Gojo.

He emerged like he always did: unbothered and obnoxiously tall, his silver hair messy from the wind. He was carrying a bag of snacks he’d likely stolen from Ijichi’s stash. Gojo’s presence was never subtle. Even before he spoke, you could feel the weight of his energy pressing against you, warm and electric.

“I knew I’d find you up here,” he said, plopping down beside you, close enough that his knee brushed yours. He unwrapped a lollipop and popped it into his mouth.

“You’re like a bad habit,” you muttered, taking a drag from the vape pen you’d smuggled into the school.

He smirked. “A habit you can’t quit.”

♡♡﹏𓊝﹏

The Way He Looked at You

He didn’t make it easy. Gojo Satoru had always been more than a little infuriating. He knew how to get under your skin, but it wasn’t just his teasing or his stupidly attractive smirk that kept you off balance. It was the way he looked at you—like you were the only thing in the world worth paying attention to.

Tonight was no different.

“You know, when you sit here like this, with the city lights behind you, you kind of look like Anne Hathaway,” he said, resting his chin on his hand as he studied your face.

You snorted. “What, from Princess Diaries?”

He grinned. “Nah, from The Devil Wears Prada. You’ve got that whole ‘too cool for this’ thing down, but with just enough softness to keep me interested.”

“Softness?” You raised an eyebrow, blowing out a cloud of vapor. “You’re imagining things.”

“Am I?” His grin widened as he leaned closer, stealing the pen from your fingers. “You wouldn’t let me sit this close if you weren’t soft on me.”

You tried to snatch it back, but he held it just out of reach, laughing when you gave up with a groan.

♡♡﹏𓊝﹏

The World Fades Away..

It wasn’t always fun and games with Gojo. When it was just the two of you, the walls he put up for everyone else seemed to crumble. You’d seen him at his most raw—after missions that went sideways, after friends were hurt or worse. Those moments made it hard to stay mad at him, no matter how much he annoyed you.

“Do you ever think about leaving?” you asked suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence.

He paused, the lollipop stick dangling from his lips. “Leaving Jujutsu High?”

You nodded.

Gojo’s smile faltered, just for a second, but he recovered quickly. “Sometimes. But then I think about what I’d miss.” He nudged your shoulder. “Like you.”

“You’re such a sap,” you teased, though your chest felt tight.

“Only for you.” He wasn’t joking, not this time.

♡♡﹏𓊝﹏

Won’t you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor?..

It happened before you could think—his hand cupping your cheek, his lips brushing yours. The kiss was as reckless and consuming as Gojo himself, leaving you breathless and buzzing.

When he pulled back, his eyes were alight with mischief. “Well? What’s my flavor?”

You rolled your eyes, trying to play it cool despite the heat rising to your cheeks. “Annoying. With a hint of cherry.”

He laughed, throwing his head back, and for a moment, the weight of the world didn’t exist.

“You’re lucky I like annoying things,” you shot back, crossing your arms in mock defiance. But the warmth in your voice betrayed you, and Gojo, ever perceptive, noticed.

He tilted his head, his grin softening. “You know, you’re pretty bad at hiding how much you like me.”

You scoffed, turning your gaze back to the horizon. “And you’re pretty bad at staying humble.”

He leaned back on his hands, letting out a dramatic sigh. “Why should I be humble when I’ve already got the best thing in the world sitting right next to me?”

“You’re unbearable,” you muttered, though your lips twitched upward despite yourself.

Gojo studied you for a moment, the laughter in his expression giving way to something more serious. “You ever think about what we’re fighting for?”

The question hung heavy in the air.

“Sometimes,” you admitted. “When it’s quiet, like this.”

He nodded, his gaze fixed on the sky. “It’s funny, isn’t it? We spend so much time fighting things most people can’t even see. We save lives they don’t even know are in danger. And yet...” He trailed off, his voice dropping. “Sometimes it feels like it doesn’t matter. Like it’s never enough.”

You turned to him, your heart aching at the rare vulnerability in his voice. Without thinking, you reached out, your hand finding his. His fingers curled around yours, strong and steady.

“It matters to me,” you said quietly. “You matter to me.”

For once, he didn’t have a witty comeback. Instead, he looked at you like you were the only thing holding him together.

♡♡﹏𓊝﹏

Hating the Wait...

You leaned back, your head resting against his shoulder as the sky began to lighten. “It’s crazy,” you said quietly.

“What is?”

“How much I hate being away from you. Even sleeping feels like too long to wait.”

Gojo chuckled, the sound low and warm. “So, what I’m hearing is that you’re obsessed with me.”

You rolled your eyes, but a smile tugged at your lips. “Maybe a little.”

“Good.” He tightened his arm around you, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Because I don’t want to wait either.”

♡♡﹏𓊝﹏

The Night’s Promise..

The two of you stayed on the rooftop until the first hints of dawn began to creep over the horizon. When Gojo finally stood, pulling you up with him, he didn’t let go of your hand.

“Let’s run away,” he said suddenly, his tone light but his eyes serious.

You blinked at him. “What?”

“Just for a day,” he clarified. “No curses, no missions, no responsibilities. Just you and me, doing whatever the hell we want.”

“And where exactly would we go?”

“Anywhere.” He grinned, swinging your hand playfully. “We could hole up in some cheap ramen shop or sneak into a movie theater. Or we could drive to the coast and pretend we’re sailors, running away from the world."

You couldn’t help but laugh. “Sailors?”

“Yeah.” His grin turned softer, more genuine. “We’d be free. Just for a little while.”

The idea was ridiculous. Irresponsible. Impossible.

But with Gojo, it felt like anything could be real.

“Okay,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper. “Let’s do it.”

His smile lit up the entire rooftop. “That’s my girl.”

And in that moment, with his hand in yours and the weight of the world forgotten, you thought that maybe, just maybe, he really could be your savior.

♡...﹏𓊝﹏....♡

Why wait?...

The house was silent, save for the occasional creak of the floorboards and the distant hum of the wind outside. You sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the empty pillow beside you. The blankets were untouched on his side, as if you’d been too afraid to disturb the last remnant of him.

Your voice came out weak, shaky, and tired as you whispered to no one, “I want to go back…”

The words hung in the air, heavy with the weight of longing. You were sleepless, your mind caught in a cruel loop of memories—his laughter, his teasing, the way his hand had felt so solid and sure in yours.

But now, that hand was gone, and the other side of the bed had been cold for days.

You clutched the fabric of your shirt over your chest, as if pressing against your heart might stop it from aching so much. The emptiness in the house wasn’t just physical; it was suffocating, a void that swallowed every ounce of your strength.

Whenever you closed your eyes, he was there.

You’d see his smirk, hear his voice, and feel the warmth of his touch as if he were still beside you. But then you’d wake up, and the cold, stark reality would hit you like a curse you couldn’t exorcise.

“What’s the point?” you murmured, your voice barely audible. “Why wait for someone who’s dead?”

You wanted to scream at yourself, to shake away the foolish hope that clung to your chest like a parasite. Satoru was gone. No amount of waiting, wishing, or praying would bring him back. You knew that. You’d seen it with your own eyes, felt the world crumble beneath your feet the moment his light went out.

But the memories wouldn’t let you go.

You remembered the way he’d look at you, so full of life and mischief, as if daring the universe itself to try and stop him. You remembered the quiet moments, too—when the bravado melted away, and he was just Satoru, the boy who carried too much but still made room to carry you.

"You are my savior, savior from this dull life... Satoru."

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[habgiergeist]

Just a submissive and breedable halfa waiting for his lover(s)

[polin-erospsyche]

I’ve finally seen THE CLIP and I’m not well

This and the “come with me” had me swooning but I was holding it together

But THIS?

With ZERO warning??? Like I’M SORRY? This has me dead in my grave

[doomedtokill]

Evan having a special interest in helicopters and infodumping in bed when Barty says he can do a helicopter impression and gets out of bed and starts flinging in dick around. Evan is mortified but they both collapse into giggles

[i-am-trans-gwender]

I'm sorry but the ship dynamic of Bill x Ford has the same vibes as the Biden x Trump ship. Biden is Ford and Trump is Bill.

[tokytopia]

CW for suggestive art on the second drawing

it’s just fem GO Sakuma in a bunny suit because the cringe consumes me

[pineapplesneedrights]

This took me too long to do and it's so fucking stupid but blame 10am me- I didn't have my monster yet

[ernestfreeman]

I'm new to the fandom so I have no idea if I'm gonna get eaten alive. Thus I'm threading this territory lightly. I don't actually ship these two but I thought it would be fun to animate something wholesome (especially because I want to forget about the trauma I got from those violent Shrimpo x Dandy fanfics I saw on ao3. Not fun, I do not recommend.)

It's a bit... Weird, stiff, that's mostly because I'm not actually a real professional animator, I just started animating this for fun at around 2 in the morning.