#i love him so much aaaaaaaaah

[staraluman]

some recent raihans~ 🥰✨️🐉

[fenharel-babe]

Guys I-

[winkuzz]

I am so normal about Reese Kelly y'all

[troubadour-malin]

... the simping is getting worse guys.

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

Every time I come across someone who tags their Ghostbur reblogs I become a mad man and just go through the entire tag liking posts seeing art getting hurt feeling feels loving Ghostbur loving Ghostbur loving Ghostbur and getting hurt again.

It’s a cycle.

[rifleonthewall]

im so close to crying over leon

[recareels]

that kaeya art you reblogged that kaeya art you reblogged that kaeya art you reblogged (read this in a parrot’s voice bc that’s what i feel like rn 🦜🦜). kaeya is SO beautiful i need to just 💋 him (on his dick)

anon you are so CUTE!!! that piece of art truly is gorgeous isn’t it!!! oh my gosh please i think he would love some pretty lil cock kisses—bonus if you’re leaving puckered petals of lipgloss or lipstick smeared across his velvety skin <3 he knows it’s gross, but he refuses to wash or wipe them off, letting them dry hard and sticky and shimmery. each shift in posture has them repeatedly catching on the cotton of his briefs, but he enjoys the slight tug, because it is a constant reminder of you <33

do u think kaeya could cum from just sloppy, spit-slicked kisses slathered all over his cock and that alone, tho??? 𓏗.𓏗

[thelittlelostgraycat]

the prettiest jean even, he’s the loml

Prompt: Jean in a hoodie 🙏🙏🙏

Okay I give. Art prompt, let him sleep

[charliemwrites]

AAAAAAAAAH MEN! AT! WORK!

MORE LIKE FOOD FOR MY BRAINWORMS

Here i am again,

Another chapter,

Another doodle

(ft. theater kids Lil Guy and Konig, Smug Krueger and Shithead, and a cat-nikto-cat sandwich)

Just bc i have only drawn for Men at Work doesn't mean im not inhaling again n again your other writings. Lovethemlovethemlovethem mwah muah mouah ʕ⁠´⁠•⁠ ⁠ᴥ⁠•̥⁠`⁠ʔ

Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!???!?!!?!!!!! 💕😍😭

Thank you so much. I adore every piece of art you send me. And you get them so right every time 😭 theater duo Konig and guy, chaos bastards Shithead and Krueger (what crimes will they commit), and Nikto with his lil Trauma buddy Rasputin 💕

I also love the detail of Little Guy’s wobbly little “koniiiig” while Nikto is carrying him

I need to add all the art you’ve made to the masterlist so I can fawn over it more easily

[kyoyoyay]

hiii so ive had this idea for a while now but i just dont have the skills to write it myself, its not really a reader x character but more of a maybe actor!reader x the actor of the character if u get me??😭😭

so the idea is actor!reader plays a character that is also played as the love interest/partner of hwang inho (lee byung hun's character) and during their scenes together (like a cute/intimate interaction between their characters) reader just keeps messing up her lines or having trouble staying in character because she keeps getting flustered/shy by lee byung hun causing them to redo the scene over and over again so him and the whole cast just keeps laughing and teasing her about it😣😣🙏🙏🙏

Take after Take ── .✦

Lee Byung-Hun x F!actor!reader

warnings: nothing just a hot actor and the use of y/n.

a/n: AAAAAAAAAH this request is so cute and a good first fic for me to write!!

The set felt calm, the quiet shuffle of crew members and the hum of equipment filling the air. Your hands were clammy as you stood on your mark, heart hammering in your chest. Today was the scene. The one everyone would remember, the one you felt COMPLETELY unprepared for.

“Alright, everyone, let’s get this scene rolling!” the director called. “Y/n, Byung Hun, into positions.”

You exhaled shakily, moving to your spot. Across from you, Lee Byung Hun, the Lee Byung Hun, stood calm and collected. He gave you a small, reassuring smile, like he could sense the nerves radiating off you. You tried to smile back, but it probably came out more like a grimace.

The scene was intimate, the kind of moment that makes viewers hold their breath. Byung Hun’s character, was about to show a rare moment of vulnerability, tucking a strand of hair behind your character’s ear. It was a simple gesture, but loaded with emotion. And you? You just had to respond with a single line.

“Action!” the director called.

Byung Hun delivered his lines flawlessly, his voice was deep and low, sending a shiver down your spine as he spoke. His eyes locked onto yours, so intense it felt like they could see straight through you. His hand reached up, fingertips just brushing your temple…

And you burst into laughter. Really?

“Cut!” the director said, though he sounded more amused than annoyed. “Y/n, you good?”

“I…” You glanced at Byung Hun, who was looking at you with a raised eyebrow and a slight smirk. “Sorry, I don’t know what happened. Nerves, I guess.”

“No problem,” the director said. “Let’s reset. Action!”

This time, you made it halfway through. Byung Hun’s hand moved closer, his touch so light it sent a shiver down your spine. Your line was right there on the tip of your tongue… but instead of speaking, you squeaked. And then giggled. Again.

“Cut!”

Laughter rippled through the set. Byung Hun chuckled, dropping his hand. “Do I make you that nervous?” he teased, tilting his head slightly.

“I… No,” you said, your face heating up. “Okay, maybe a little. I’m sorry, I don’t usually-”

“First time getting flustered on set?” he asked, stepping a little closer. His tone was gentle but playful, like he was enjoying your discomfort.

You nodded, covering your face with your hands. “This is so embarrassing.”

“Don’t worry,” he said, his voice soft enough that only you could hear. “Happens to the best of us. Just focus on the scene. Forget about the cameras, the crew… and me.”

You peeked at him through your fingers. “You make that sound so easy.”

He grinned. “Alright, maybe don’t forget about me completely. I am supposed to be the love of your life.”

You groaned, though you couldn’t fight the small smile tugging at your lips. “You’re enjoying this way too much.”

“Maybe a little,” he admitted, stepping back into position. “Let’s give it another go.”

This time, you managed to stay focused. His hand brushed against your temple, tucking the strand of hair away. His eyes held yours, and for a moment, the world outside the scene fell away. You opened your mouth to deliver your line… and promptly tripped over your own feet, stumbling straight into his chest.

“Cut!” The director’s voice was almost drowned out by the laughter erupting around you.

Byung Hun caught your shoulders, steadying you with practiced ease. He leaned in, his voice low and teasing. “If you wanted an excuse to get closer, you could’ve just asked.”

You buried your face in your hands. “This is a disaster.”

“Not at all,” he said, his tone softening. “Memorable, though. Don’t you think?”

Eventually, after what felt like a hundred takes (and even more laughter), you finally finished the scene. When the director called it, the crew broke into applause, and you let out a breath you hadn’t realized you’d been holding.

Byung Hun patted you lightly on the back. “Told you you’d get there.”

“Thanks to your patience,” you said, still catching your breath.

“Patience is part of the job,” he replied, his voice dipping just enough to send a shiver down your spine. “And besides, you made it fun.”

As you walked off the set together, his hand brushed against your arm, lingering for just a moment. Your heart still raced, but this time, it wasn’t from nerves. Maybe working with Lee Byung Hun would always be a little overwhelming... but it wasn't so bad.

apologies for any mistakes, this is my first time posting one of these ;-;

divider by @aquazero ^^

[darlingsaybonvoyage]

Star 1117 (Kim Seungmin x Reader)

(In which Reader finds out a secret Seungmin had been hiding)

Content Warnings : Non-Idol!AU, GN!Reader, Felix is a bad friend (I promise to write him in the fluffiest fic ever next!), misunderstandings, hurt/comfort, happy ending

(Heavily inspired by Star 1117, if you couldn't tell already, but these songs also fit the vibe! I cried a little writing this. I was gonna wait to post, but I'm a bit excited. It's my longest one-shot yet, so I hope you enjoy!)

(also a part in screenshot 10 says Monday, I meant to put Wednesday :'] aaaaaAAAAH-)

(also also don't focus too much on timestamps, the only ones that matter are the lock screen timestamps!)

SS: 16

WC: 646

Seungmin couldn’t help but be constantly checking for your location since he left. He wasn’t sure if you remembered you could see his, and he forgot to let you know that he had been on his way as he had done what he could to get on the earliest flight available, but he let you know he was close once he realized he hadn’t told you his change of plans.

Now he waited at the seats by where he boarded off the plane, checking your location, and feeling his heart sink as midnight neared, but your location still said you were at your apartment. Maybe you had grown angry that he didn’t let you know earlier. You were angry that he didn’t communicate with you, and you were finally fed up. He hadn’t meant to not tell you, things had just been so chaotic that he honestly forgot. Though, it seemed like this mistake was gonna be the straw on the camel’s back. You weren’t moving from your location, and you weren’t answering your phone. Tears sprung to his eyes as he saw that the clock now read 23:59. He’d begun to lose hope that you’d show up. Resigned, he put his phone away and stood from his seat, ready to go outside to look for a taxi when he heard your voice call for him, and he thought he was going insane. He paused for a moment, when he heard you again, clear as day.

“SEUNGMIN!”

His head whipped in your direction, eyes widening as he saw you through the crowd. You, who suffered crippling social anxiety, doing your best to run through everyone to get to him. He started running to you without realizing it, calling out your name. It seemed as if people realized what was happening, and they started making space. Neither of you stopped until you crashed into each other’s embraces, arms wrapped around one another in the middle of the airport. No one said anything as you two breathed heavily. You were the first to pull back to get a good look at him. You saw the tears. The way his eyes held so many emotions, but love seemed to shine through the strongest. 

“You idiot.” You croaked, your own voice hoarse after having cried the closer you got. “Why did you wait to tell me you were almost here?” Seungmin let out a wet chuckle, wiping at his face. “I genuinely forgot. I haven’t slept in days.” He admitted. You could tell he was being honest, the bags under his eyes being a dead giveaway. You placed your hands over his cheeks and wiped at his falling tears. “I think I made it just in time.” You said as the crowd surrounding you began to countdown from ten, and Seungmin let out a sigh of relief. “I’m glad.” He leaned in close to your face, lips hovering just above your own. 

“I promise to be the best version of myself from now on. I almost lost you, and I won’t let that happen again.” He whispered, his breath warming your skin.

“I promise to never let you go again. Not now, not ever.” You whispered back ever so softly as the countdown neared to midnight.

“Three!”

“Two!”

Your lips locked in a kiss that was full of longing, and was equally tender and passionate.

“One!”

Happy shouts and cries welcoming the new year surrounded you both as you simply shared a kiss, one full of promises to be better. To be kind to each other. To love each other as long as time allows it.

You both pulled away from the kiss, now admiring each other in the middle of the happy chaos surrounding the two of you. You couldn’t have asked for a better way to start the new year.

Nothing would keep you apart ever again.

(If you've read this far, thank you for reading. I hope you have a wonderful 2025. Let's make this year the best one yet!)

[sebsxphia]

his hair alex!!!!!! his fuckin’ hair!!!!!!!!!!!!

the way I love this idiot

[life-winners-liveblog]

Watching Double Life - session 1

Part 3

Grian: Guessing Jimmy and Tango are soulmates.

Scott: That has to be the worst way to find out.

Pearl: Oh, no, you'd be surprised how much worse finding your soulmate can be.

Martyn: Talking from experience are you?

Scar: Martyn!

Cleo: Shhhh, don't spoil.

~~~~~

Scar: Smalletho is dead! No!

Pearl: The horror!

Scott: He's doing it on purpose right? He has to know.

Grian: I don't think he does.

Scott: How?

Cleo: Why are we whispering?

Grian: Aaaaaaaaah! Don't- don't do that!

~~~~~~

Pearl: I forgot I gave Jimmy that iron.

Grian: Yeah that was really kind of you-

Pearl: I should have reminded him of it later on.

~~~~~

Martyn: You turn fully gremling at times.

Pearl: I'll take it as a compliment.

Martyn: Surprisingly It's one.

~~~~~

Scott: ... Do you want to talk about that Pearl-

Pearl: Nope.

Scott: ...tought so.

~~~~~

Scar: Run away with the diamonds!

Grian: ...Don't do that.

Pearl: I almost did, but I didn't.

~~~~~

Cleo: Well this will be chaos. I love it!

Pearl: You have no idea.

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[korpuskat]

I am not sure if omnics and humans can actually get married, but I like to think that Ramattra would want to make you his partner «officially». Maybe without the wedding, the papers etc, he would just silently kneel and slip a ring on your finger that he (of course) made himself, just for you. Oh, that’s why he was touching, holding, squeezing your hands more often lately - he was trying to figure out your size, you think. Later on you would notice little engraving on his finger, imitating the ring that humans wear and robots don’t. You are a family.

HIM SIZING YOUR RING HIMSELF...... ENGRAVING A RING ON HIS OWN HAND AAAAAAAAAH?????????????????

What I love so much about Ramattra is that... I think fairly soon after he acknowledges his feelings for you is he would realize you are everything. He's all or nothing, if you crack that shell you are a part of him and he would know so, so early on that you are reshaping his future just by existing... and as such he will have been thinking about this for so long, debating what he could do that wouldn't endanger you or himself, but something that was... meaningful.

[tumb1rprincess]

John being awestruck by how big and crowded New York is and how tall the buildings are, it's so adorable. And Arthur commenting on how John saving him was motivated by love and John pretty much admitted he didn't want to lose him, aaaaaaaaah, I'm like

Sorry Arthur, I'm with John on this one, don't fuck around with Kayne. He's wickedly powerful, he scares me.

If Arthur manages to get through New York without getting hit by a car, I'll be impressed.

Lol John sounds so judgmental when Arthur says he's stolen hotel room keys before.

"You can dial right?" That had me laughing, but that is a legit question. I don't think John's used a phone at this point.

I like Marie, she’s fun. Hope she doesn’t turn out to be some murderous psychopath or something

Really hoping Arthur knows what he's doing, a lot of his plans haven't exactly gone well.

Arthur, if you won’t take your boy to see a movie, take him sightseeing at least, come on!

What the heck was that at the end? Was John actually asleep? Was he dreaming? Talking in his sleep? This is getting creepy.

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

Okay. I get that. I agree with you. But.

This is GHOSTBUR!!! He is DIFFERENT!!!

evil british man