#i cant make an expression even if i tried

[helplessautomaton]

WC 876

addon to the last post abt yandere daisuke,, sorry gang i lowkey forgor. also, i dont think i can keep using ingame screenshots for the header so i might ditch that because i don't want to use outside sources. tbf i could just draw my own for that- anyways!

i straight up forgot about the please aspect and did not take advantage of that! mightve gotten cared away, apologies hehe, also this is my last post for today, sorry

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its gonna start off slow with daisuke, he just wants praise from the people around him who know better! he just wants to know hes doing a good job so please tell him he is. as his obsession starts to grow hes unaware of his expression with his eyes. staring at you, expecting— wanting praise, just to give him that extra boost. as time progresses along with his attachment towards you, no matter what part you have in the crew, he tries to help you. his cheery smile making it hard to resist and say no. gently grabbing your hands while you two take a break, blabbering on about he managed to do and going off topic about whatever. all this while he has a golden smile directed at you, the way his eyes crinkle at the corners to match.

when you hang around swansea and daisuke, you semi-jokingly praise him to give him more of a boost. its sends him over the moon to know hes doing right by you! swansea makes little teasing comments when daisuke is out of ear. as he starts to get more conscious of his obsession with you, he acts on it more knowingly. trying to push the buttons he know works even when its starting wear off and you hesitantly go along with it.

he wants to share his happiness you give to him, he wants to see you happy. at this point you are his world and hes not willing to give that up to anyone. even if it makes him a little uncharacteristicly harsh to the other crew members. he doesnt risk what he doesnt have to, even if curly or anya warm up to you the same way he originally started out. thats not to say it tugs at daisuke and makes him annoyed, he knows its not irrational but for jimmy he is justified if he dares to try anything. i feel like he would over look or straight up not notice if swansea treat you very slightly better because lets be honest, hes probably getting that same deal as well. theres so much daisuke wants to do but due to the environment he cant, but him stealing a packet or two of sugar just for you can make up for it.

really at this point, daisuke is at your beck n call whether you want it or not, hes so attached he refuses to let go. hes still his usual self when hes only with you, optimistic and bright eyed. even if swansea is hitting him in the back of the head to make him focus. but during this point everyone is starting to notice daisuke's behavior and the frustration sets in. even if curly tries to redirect him back to speed, daisuke needs you. attempting to praise him just to get him to do his job wont exactly work if you have to speed off to your intended chores. jimmy's comments start to become more sharp as he glares at the both of you while all you can do is look away, really just not wanting this either.

after the crash, he uses his tears to just get something, mostly he wants reassurance to refresh his optimism. especially when he gets drunk on the mouthwash, he cant help it, hes still doing a good job despite it all, right? he tries his best to keep you content in anyway shape or form, even if it means hiding you away from everyone for a little while. afterall, what can he do anymore. so please, just let him make you smile for sometime before the situation breaks back through to reality.

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"daisuke can you please keep on? youre doing a wonderful job we can go on a break soon." you try to charm your way through, swansea was getting more snappy at the both of you. daisuke's let his smile takeover, his eyes crinkling, nodding he continues under whatever swansea needs him to do. the tension in the room was clear, your jaw was tensed up, this had been the 6th day you had to do this. you worked beside anya not swansea, yet daisuke needed you or else youd be hearing complaints from 4 people of the crew out of 5. you werent even paying attention to the way either swansea or daisuke worked on whatever they were working on, yet daisuke called out to you. "alright i think we got it all done for now, swansea said im good to get on break now."

you sighed slightly and let daisuke lead the way, joking and telling you whatever crossed his mind. "i was doing a good job right?" his quiet voice snapped you back to where you were at, stopping just in time so you didnt accidentally knock over daisuke. "uhh,, yeah, it did look like you were, um, working hard! just keep doing what swansea wants you to do."

daisuke looks over to you, watching you carefully with his eyes before he breaks out into a usual smile and carries on with going into the lounge.

[marsdql]

Hii if ur taking requests can you do enhypen when you say your guys safe word !

﹙ 📩 ﹚ ──── HYUNG LINE WHEN YOU USE YOUR SAFE WORD

Let’s get ittt (although for these things, I only do hyung line) — My requests are always open ! — I’m sorry this took so long, I wrote Heeseung’s part then got lazy.. I thought I made Heeseung’s part a little long so I tried to make the other members match the length a bit and ended up making them longer.. woops!

Warnings&genre: really suggestive, mentions of multiple diff types of smut, fluff, comfort, petnames || wc: around 1.7k

Lee Heeseung ! —

Heeseung had been overstimulating you for the past hour while you were on top of him, making you extremely sensitive—especially since he was making you do all the work. “H-hee.. Please, I cant..” you say, your thighs burning constant lazy grinding you’ve been doing against his shaft.

He doesn’t respond, only gripping your waist harder, his eyes shut the whole time. Suddenly, as he replays back the words that just came out of your mouth, he notices the sudden change in your voice. He quickly opened his eyes, seeing the view infront of him— your thighs red and shaky. Usually, he’d mutter sweet nothings and say you can do it, but this time, it looked a little different. Just as he was about to say something-

“safeword..” I refuse to say some corny thing like pineapple I’m sorry. He got up immediately, gently slipping out you and pressing your chest onto his then placing a blanket over you both. “Hey, hey. You okay sweetheart? I’m sorry was it too much?” His eyes scanning your facial expressions, waiting for a response. “I’m sorry heeseung, I-I don’t know… Today it starting hurting a lot. I’m so-“ you hiccup, burying your face in Heeseung’s chest as a way of telling him that you did enjoy it, it just got too much.

“Don’t apologise baby, it’s okay, let’s go make a bath and give you a nice massage, hm?” He says before placing a kiss on your temple while playing with your hair, reassuring you that it’s okay. “I’m so proud of you for using our safeword, never be scared to use it, kay?”

— REST UNDER CUT !!

Park Jongseong ! —

Your face was pressed against a pillow, the front pieces of your hair getting caught in ur mouth and sweat dripping from your forehead. Your brain fuzzy as Jay constantly pounds in and out of you.

You have no idea how many rounds it’s been, your legs shaking and your hands gripping the sheets for dear life. “J-jay-! Mhhh… J…” Unable to form a proper sentence. To add-on, Jay had your legs tied, causing bruising and a constant burning sensation on your ankles, making everything my feel more intense. You thought you could last a little longer, until you couldn’t, a sharp pain hitting inside you all of a sudden.

As he leaned closer to your ear, you hear his groans, now feeling even more guilty about wanting to scream your safeword because it’s too much. “Babe..” you wince in pain, “p-please.. safeword” IM SORRY I CANT I JUST CANT GET MYSELF TO DO IT OK I CANT SAY LIKE KITTY OR SOMETHING I FEEL SO CRINGED OUT..

He immediately stopped. Untied you in the blink of a second and quickly turned you around, needing to see your face. “Hey, hey. It’s okay it’s over, I’m sorry angel, was I too rough?” He says as he lifts your head and adjusts the pillow under you, adding one under your hips aswell to get you more comfortable. He lifts the blanket underneat you both and covers your body, trying to calm you down after he realized how fast your heart was beating and the goosebumps that covered your soft skin.

“I’m sorry jay.. I’m so sorry please don’t be mad, I don’t know why I said that, I just couldn’t-“ he cuts you off mid sentence, cupping your face, “Shh, it’s okay love, I’m not mad. I’m so proud of you for telling me, I should be the one apologising, I didn’t mean to be that rough with you..” Placing kisses on your hand, “you did so well for me, my pretty girl. Let me hold you for a bit, calm you down”

Sim Jaeyun ! —

Jake was eating you out on the couch. You and Jake both had really busy schedules so when he saw you come back home, it finally being the end of the week, he couldn’t wait until you get to the bedroom.

His face was stuffed between your legs, his hands almost splitting your legs apart from how spread he has them. Greedily licking everything out of you, making you scream all sorts of things, lewd noises exiting both of your mouths.

You couldn’t lie, it was amazing. Although there was one problem, the couch seriously WAS NOT the best idea, your arms not knowing where to go, getting tangled behind you, falling in between the couch, your finger scratching against a metal piece of the furniture, making you moan in pain. You quickly removed your hand, revealing a small dot of blood that slowly grew bigger and bigger.

You knew if you told Jake to stop, he’d get turned on instead of actually stopping, making you whisper your safe word in between small sobs, tears slowly in your eyes after your high went down and the pain of your minor injury intensifying. “jaeyun one- one second.. safeword”

After a few seconds apon hearing those words come out of your mouth, he lift his head to lock eyes with you, his head tilted with an expression of worry because of your use of the safeword. “Are you okay baby? What’s wrong?” He quickly got up and sat on the empty space next to you, pulling you on his laps shortly after.

“Y-yeah i just got hurt from the couch..” you said, showing him your finger covered in blood with a slight pout and glossy eyes. He let out sigh of relief after realising that it wasn’t him who was hurting you. “Aww poor baby how did that happen? Come here, let’s go get you a bandaid.. Maybe you’re right about me not being able to control myself, next time you can be on the floor and I’ll be on the couch so you don’t get hurt >w< !!”

Park sunghoon ! —

Sunghoon’s long finger were curled deep inside of you, hitting every spot, making you arch your back while you were on his lap, your chest pressed against his as he has his free hand wrapped around your waist.

He was too caught up in the moment to realize how hard his grip was on your waist, how rough he was being with you. Especially because you were ovulating, everything was more sensitive.

As he leaned in to kiss your lips, he started getting rougher and rougher, pushing himself on you, hunger written all over his face as he made out with you desperately, leaving you breathless yet he kept going.

Suddenly, you felt suffocated, not being able to breathe in any way, everything feeling too full. The second his lips parted from yours, you whimpered your safeword, making him slowly stop to avoid the discomfort of a sudden stop.

“You alright, doll?” He said, trying to get a view of your face that was covered by your hair, he gently brushed the strands away, “Hey..” he coos, “You’re okay doll, it’s okay, don’t hide from me” he added, trying to stop you from squirming on his lap from embarrassment of ruining the mood.

“Hoonie.. I couldn’t handle it anymore… it got too much” you replied to him, tugging on the collar of his shirt. “Hmm it’s okay lovely, you’re so fragile, I forgot I need to be delicate with you, I’m sorry. Let’s lay here for a bit then we can do whatever you want, sounds good? We can continue later, or watch a movie, whatever you want.” You nod as he rubs the side of your waist where he was holding on too tight.

[ marsdql ]

[starclancy]

soulmate au! maybe imagine she works alongside the marines and the newspaper. she takes the bounty pictures! (I heard someone say this idea before, it sounds so good!) she hears about the chaos happening in Alabasta and she’s dispatched to go see what’s up (collect info for the paper, maybe snap a photo or two). That’s when she meets the strawhats, and in turn, zoro! she’s in shock. Zoro is in shock. The strawhats are in shock! Now imagine that she’s deeply loyal to the marines (maybe comes from a marine family like luffys). Not loyal that she’s mean and hostile as soon as she meets the pirates (I can imagine that it would make her job more difficult if so), but wary enough to everyone knows where her loyalties lie. I cant figure out what more to add to this, so I’d like to hear your thoughts!

Tysm for this ask I love it!!

~ Calming Melody ~

PAIRING: Reader/Zoro

CONTENTS: tbh idk

WORDCOUNT: 1578

Request status: Open (PLS)

The midday sun blazed mercilessly over the desert city of Alubarna, its golden sands shimmering like molten glass. Y/N adjusted the brim of her hat, squinting as she scanned the chaos through the lens of her camera. The reports had been right: Alabasta was a powder keg ready to explode. Crocodile and his Baroque Works agents were playing puppet masters, and the city was their stage. The Marines had sent her to document the unfolding events, but Y/N could already tell this was no ordinary mission.

From her perch on a crumbling rooftop, she watched as a group of figures dashed through the narrow streets below. Even without the distinctive hat, the rubbery limbs of the one in the lead gave him away: Monkey D. Luffy. The Straw Hat Pirates. Her orders were clear—document, don't engage—but curiosity tugged at her. Raising her camera, she adjusted the focus and began snapping shots.

The Straw Hats were nothing like she had expected. Their movements were coordinated, their resolve palpable. They weren't here for plunder; they were fighting for something bigger. But it wasn’t until her lens caught a glimpse of green that her hands faltered. A swordsman stood at the center of the action, his twin blades glinting in the sunlight as he struck down one of Crocodile’s lackeys. His focus was unshakable, his presence commanding—and when he glanced upward, their eyes locked.

It hit her like a thunderclap. Time seemed to slow as a surge of heat bloomed in her chest, her breath catching in her throat. Her hands trembled, the camera lowering slightly as she tried to process the wave of emotion washing over her. Zoro’s expression shifted, his brows furrowing in confusion as he stared back at her. She wasn’t sure how long they remained like that, caught in an invisible thread neither of them could untangle, before reality snapped back into focus.

“Zoro, what are you doing?” Luffy’s voice jolted him. The swordsman broke eye contact, his gaze darting to his captain.

“Nothing,” Zoro muttered, though his grip on his swords tightened. His gaze flickered back to the rooftop, but Y/N had already ducked behind cover, heart pounding in her chest.

“No way,” she whispered to herself, clutching her camera. Her rational mind tried to dismiss the moment as a fluke, but deep down, she knew better. The stories of soulmates—the unexplainable bond, the undeniable pull—weren't just tales for the superstitious. What just happened couldn’t be anything else.

She peeked over the edge again, watching as the crew regrouped. They were speaking hurriedly, though their words were lost in the cacophony of the battle around them. Her focus lingered on Zoro. He looked unsettled, his movements less fluid than before, as though something was weighing on his mind.

Her radio crackled to life. “Y/N, report. Do you have eyes on the Straw Hats?”

She hesitated. “Yes,” she replied, her voice steadier than she felt. “They’re… engaged with Baroque Works operatives. No sign of Crocodile yet.”

“Good. Keep your distance and continue to observe. HQ wants detailed intel on their movements.”

“Understood.”

She clipped the radio back to her belt, her mind racing. Her loyalty to the Marines had never wavered before. She came from a family steeped in service; her parents had devoted their lives to the cause of justice. Yet, as she watched the Straw Hats fight not for themselves but for the people of Alabasta, doubt began to creep in. These were not the bloodthirsty criminals her superiors painted them to be.

A sudden shout drew her attention. A group of Baroque Works agents had cornered the Straw Hats. Y/N’s fingers moved instinctively, snapping photos as the crew sprang into action. Zoro stepped forward, his swords gleaming as he prepared to take on the largest of the attackers. Despite herself, she couldn’t look away.

The fight was over in moments, Zoro emerging victorious. As the dust settled, he turned sharply, his eyes scanning the rooftops. When they landed on her, her heart skipped a beat. He didn’t say anything, but his expression spoke volumes: he’d seen her, and he wasn’t going to forget it.

“Hey, Zoro,” Luffy called, “who’s that?”

“No idea,” Zoro replied, though the look on his face betrayed him.

“She’s taking pictures,” Nami observed, her tone wary. “Could be a Marine.”

“She doesn’t look hostile,” Sanji chimed in, a flirtatious grin already forming. “Maybe she’s a fan of mine.”

“Idiot,” Zoro muttered, sheathing his swords. But he didn’t argue further. Instead, he kept his eyes on the rooftop where she stood, an unspoken challenge in his gaze.

Y/N’s grip tightened on her camera. She knew she should leave, retreat to a safe distance and radio in her findings. Yet something rooted her to the spot. For the first time in her career, her duty to the Marines felt at odds with something deeper, something she didn’t fully understand yet. One thing was certain: this was far from over.

The Straw Hats moved quickly, disappearing into the labyrinth of Alubarna’s streets. Y/N let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. She needed to get back to her base of operations and figure out her next steps.

But the connection lingered. The way Zoro had looked at her, the way her heart had seemed to recognize him—it all felt too real. Too personal.

By the time she descended from the rooftop, the streets had quieted somewhat, though tension still hung heavy in the air. Her camera bag bounced against her hip as she made her way through the alleys, careful to avoid drawing attention. She needed to think, to process everything that had just happened.

Her radio crackled again. “Y/N, update. What’s your position?”

“Heading back to base,” she replied. “The Straw Hats are moving through the city. I’ll upload photos and notes shortly.”

“Roger that. Keep an eye out for Crocodile’s movements. We’ll need your intel to plan our next move.”

“Understood,” she said, her voice steady despite the storm of emotions beneath the surface.

As she rounded a corner, her thoughts were interrupted by a voice.

“Hey, you.”

She froze, her hand instinctively going to her camera. Turning slowly, she found herself face-to-face with none other than Zoro. He stood a few paces away, his swords still at his sides but his presence no less imposing.

“You’ve been following us,” he said, his tone low and even. “Why?”

Y/N’s mind raced. She couldn’t reveal her ties to the Marines, not yet. “I’m a photographer,” she said carefully. “I document stories. And you… you’re part of one.”

He didn’t look convinced. “That so?”

“Yes,” she said, meeting his gaze despite the nervous flutter in her chest. “You’re fighting against Crocodile, aren’t you?”

Zoro’s eyes narrowed. “What’s it to you?”

She hesitated, choosing her words carefully. “I want to know the truth. And I think you do too.”

For a moment, neither of them spoke. The weight of the moment hung between them, the unspoken connection thrumming like a heartbeat.

Finally, Zoro sighed. “Stay out of the way,” he said, turning to leave. “And don’t do anything stupid.”

The final confrontation with Crocodile was a maelstrom of chaos. Y/N had tried to keep her distance, sticking to the outskirts of the battle to capture the truth on film. But when the Straw Hats engaged Baroque Works’ forces with unrelenting determination, she found herself drawn closer, her camera forgotten as the fight reached its peak.

The palace was in shambles. Crocodile stood in the center of the destruction, his confidence unshaken even as Luffy challenged him with fiery resolve. Y/N could only watch, torn between her Marine training and the undeniable bravery of the Straw Hats.

When Crocodile unleashed a devastating sandstorm toward the group, Y/N’s body moved on instinct. She sprinted forward, throwing herself into the fray to pull a wounded civilian out of harm’s way. She didn’t even register the danger she was in until she felt a strong grip on her arm, yanking her back to safety.

It was Zoro.

“Are you insane?” he barked, his face inches from hers. “You’re going to get yourself killed!”

“I couldn’t just stand there,” she shot back, her voice trembling.

He stared at her, his expression a mix of exasperation and something she couldn’t quite place. “You’re either the bravest Marine I’ve met or the dumbest. Maybe both.”

Before she could respond, Luffy let out a triumphant yell. The battle had shifted. With one final, earth-shaking blow, Crocodile was defeated, and the nightmare that had gripped Alabasta came to an end.

The Straw Hats departed Alabasta quietly, slipping away before the Marines could arrive in full force. Y/N stood on the docks, watching their ship fade into the horizon. Her camera hung around her neck, but she hadn’t taken a single photo of their departure.

She felt a presence beside her and turned to see Tashigi, her superior officer. “You didn’t report everything you saw, did you?” Tashigi asked, her tone neutral.

Y/N hesitated, then shook her head. “No. Not everything.”

Tashigi’s gaze lingered on her for a moment before she nodded. “Sometimes justice isn’t as black and white as we’re taught.”

As the Marine ships arrived to restore order, Y/N’s thoughts remained with the Straw Hats, particularly Zoro. The connection they’d felt—brief but undeniable—left her questioning everything she’d believed.

She didnt know what to do next.

[bunnieswithknives]

(nature au) you said that while dale dislikes dev using a cane in the house he doesn’t really care too much, but what if dev used a cane in public? i can’t imagine dale would be okay with that at all. he’d be pissed, like confiscate the cane kind of pissed

Originally the gag here was just going to be Dev clinging onto his dads arm for dear life while he shivers like a chihuahua but he is just. So small.. I couldnt get it to look reasonable

Bonus:

[bunnyboy-juice]

NO MORE ASSOCIATING THINGS WITH FEMMES ONLY BECAUSE THEY ARE PINK!HYPERFEM FEMMES ARE GREAT AND I LOVE YOU CAMPY FEMMES WHO EMBODY PINK BUT ALSO JESUS CHRIST CAN YOU GUYS NOT GO MORE THAN ONE DAY W/O TRYING TO SHOEHORN FEMMES INTO BEING ONLY PINK UWU BABIES. I AM FEMME AS IN GRASS AS IN DIRT AS IN TREE BARK AS IN WEEDS SPROUTING THROUGH THE SIDEWALK CEMENT. FEMME AS IN GENDER NONCONFORMITY AS IN FUCK YOU MY FEMININITY IS WHAT *I* SAY IT IS. FEMME AS IN DEPTH AND DARKNESS AND WARMTH AND TERROR. FEMME AS IN CAVES. FEMME AS IN LIGHTNING. FEMME AS IN AN AMALGAMATION OF TRAITS THAT I HAVE DECIDED ARE FEMININE REGARDLESS OF WHAT SOCIETY SAYS. FUCK IS IT THAT HARD TO UNDERSTAND?!???

[angel---eater]

i truly have no tolerance for this fandom shittin on random fans personal trans headcanons. someone saw themselves and their experience in this character, isnt that beautiful? why dont you mind your business and focus on your own fan stuff? wouldnt that make you happier? someones headcanon doesnt negate yours. what the fuck is wrong with yall. its playing make believe x2. its just a headcanon. real life trans folks are in active danger right now and some of yall are wasting all your energy abusing others over which pronoun set figments of someone elses imagination 'should' be using

[greasydumbfuck]

id love to draw cute selfship art but unfortunately i cant let myself be happy

[moeblob]

Deacon loves two things: Ymber and digging himself a grave.

Fulj hates one thing: Deacon.

[dragons-and-yellow-roses]

Just had my first psychiatrist appointment in like two years! Not to brag, but I improved on mental illness so much that I was upgraded from Bipolar 2 to Bipolar 1! 😎

[ganondoodle]

a wild assortement of comic wip screenshots and a random doodle that i posted to twitter but not here

(this doodle here is of Raal (aka demise before he became a deity) but whatever happens here isnt anything 'canon', i just randomly doodled him to try a loosen up my painting style bc when i work on the comic i tend to concentrate too much of rendering it perfectly and i dont like that)

[boxwinebaddie]

heeeeello party people!~ super bacteria uncle nina here using my silly tumblr to cope again ( my culture came back and it was...suuuuper fucking bad! like i knew it would be, lol! awesome! <3 thanks, god! )

but we're not thinking about, what were gonna think about is the time that ravenstan got a little Too tipsy topsy turvy on jerseyky boxwine,

( it's the cab sav one, fyi. i can't drink on all these Fucknut Antibiotics - they prescribed me the wrong one and i took it, if you can believe it; i luv doctors - can y'all believe i did this shit Sober? unREAL, brohs! )

and was on tiktok live, the dawn spawns of the world convinced him to do the 'White Boy Of The Month' filter bc he's too impressionable and what can i say;

The Man LOVES White Boys. ;) xxx

( helpsksdj )

so, he started doing it and was like 'nooooo, is /KYLE/ on this one?!?! You're Joking.' ( everyone said 'JK <3' because they all think they're jimmy valmer stand-up sit-down comedians, smh...but no, naught joking, Actually JK bc in my ncau-niverse, cd and the blondies gang are celebrities, so naturally they’re on A Lot of social filters )

so he was GOING to save The No.1 slot...for the no.1 slut ( if you will, ) my ginger gringo king, ceo of dark academic debauchery and bottom feeding ;), new jay's finest - literally - kyley b matthew broflovski; <33 ( buuuut! he's a reformed manhoe; so watchya mowtH! )

buuuuut x2 ( and i'd say it's a big butt, but it's not, it's ravenstan, so it's flatter than the sidewalk; luh you flat stanley ) Gaydhd Won Again and tipsy ravenstan got distracted by all the FINE ASS WHITE MEN and started getting philosophical about it ( that man put a lil too much #thot into those placings; he was born for it, soz )

had about two spots left ( the top and bottom spots; i am laughing ) figured that there was almost 'No Chance!' he would get jersey...

PUT /MATTHEW! GRAY! GUBLER!/ AT ONE ( Immaculate Taste, btw! he also put jacob elordi at number two because he is a fucking genius and that...really tells you Everything you need to know about my stan. like tall, could probably be a runway model, intellectual, kind of a jackass, stays fitted, accent or eccentric manner of speaking...yeah )

-- BUT HE WANTED TO BE CLEAR, HE HAD TO SPECIFY THAT HE WAS SPECIFICALLY REFERRING TO /DR. SPENCER REID/ OF CRIMINAL MINDS. WHEN I TELL YOU HE HAS NO IDEA WHO MGG IS BUT HE HAS SEEN EVERY EPISODE OF CRIMINAL MINDS SEVERAL TIMES. IT’S LIKE...HIS /FAVORITE/ FKN SHOW. AND HE DOES HAVE A FAT CRUSH ON REID. YES, I DOES TRACK; I KNOW. )

and RIGHT when he was rolling for the very last spot ranking on the filter ( that's the BOTTOM, i repeat, THE B/O/T/T/O/M of the tierlist )

...hE GOT KYLE

FUCKING

BROFLOVSKI

and had to place him at /TEN/.

-- riiiiiiight as Kyle /FUCKING/ Broflovski came out of the kitchen in the dorky ass star of david apron that sheila got him for hannukah, with his hair up and everything, holding a fork so stan could taste...

...T-THE PASTA HE JUST MADE HIM FOR DINNER BECAUSE HE'S A SWEET BEAUTIFUL /ANGEL/....and i'm talking The Very First Bite Of EXTREMELY DELICIOUS KYLE Pasta that he put ZUCCHINI IN JUST FOR STAN BECAUSE HE IS ( what? ) AN ANGEL!! FROM hEAVEN!!!!! AND THE WHITE BOY OF THE /YEAR/: TAKE YA JERSEY SLANDER SOMEWHERE ELSE: HE'S MY WHITE BUOY UVF FOREVA!

...proceeded to Blow On It ;-;, s-so stan wouldn't burn his mouth... ( bc rav always gets too excited and burns his mouth; nooo :c </3 ) and asked him why his phone was blowing up w/ people tagging him in thirst traps of 'That Supa Nerdy Guy From That One Crime Show' and asking him if stan tweeted something about him cooking bc people keep telling him that he's 'Cooked'. SHKDLDHLKS HEEELP.

And....

*rawr xd home mid/hschooled ravenstan vc*

Scene. <3

[yaoianimeremade]

Soon im rly gonna do it

[princessmyriad]

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[critterofthenight]

my mom's trauma dumping about her childhood again and i'm fucking tired of this

[shittywriterbrain]

i started watching pride and prejudice 1995 yesterday and i had so severe good omens flashbacks during mr darcy's confession it was NOT funny

[lux--nova]

just reblogged a post abt someone being ashamed of their hamilton phase and there are exactly 2 types of people in the notes 1. people who are also deeply ashamed of their hamilton phase 2. people who are still deeply in their hamilton phase and i feel like I just momentarily glimpsed past the veil of communities that still exist on tumblr that I am blissfully and peacefully unaware of