#inspired by my current events

[kokokoula]

when it comes to you, tsukishima finds himself being protective of you without even trying.

he hears your worries about the same friend for maybe the hundredth time, about how they got mad at you for something incredibly harmless and for you being you. he rolls his eyes at your friend's overbearing insecurity and their lack of taste in people as he seemingly reads his book. he had suggested you find a better friend, but you insist they make you happy. he scoffs at that. he himself already makes you happy, why would you need someone else who can't even give you half the joy he does? he doesn't say that though, instead he insists in turn that he comes along with you the next time you two meet. he can already imagine yamaguchi surprised at him for volunteering to go to a social gathering.

"you won't scare them off?" you make him promise and as much as he wants to make them feel sorry for ever hurting you, he sighs and promises. on that day, he stands right behind you, keeping an eye out for every single interaction you have with your friend. you introduce kei, and his looming expression doesn't change. he sees their uncomfortable smile and avoiding of his gaze, and couldn't help but smirk. you nudge him with your elbow, and tsukishima ruffles your hair. "don't worry, pipsqueak." he says, keeping his voice low.

tsukishima isn't a fan of any sort of pda, but throughout the entire time, he makes sure to have some sort of physical contact with you. it could be an arm around your shoulders, or just rubbing soothing circles on the back of your hand. the last thing he wants is you feeling anxious about your friend, despite you assuring him you were perfectly ok. you know of his well intentions, and at the end of the day when your friend has left, you treat him to strawberry shortcake.

"what's this?" he asks as he digs his fork into the cake. you intertwine your fingers with his free hand.

"just for you being, well, you." you grin and he melts like he always do when you smile at him. he gives you the first bite.

"you're gonna be the death of me, love."

[omgeto]

best friend!gojo who acts super cool and nonchalant when you’re around others, but his stomach forms knots of nervousness on the inside, when he’s just around you.

“what are you doing?” your say, your voice merely above a whisper as you feel your head being turned to face your best friend, distracting your attention from the movie being played.

gojo pauses, and you can practically hear him gulp as his fingers still, holding your chin. but his internal voice (which is actually the voice of geto) tells him to just do it, and he does. he pulls you into a kiss that is so soft and slow you practically crumble in his hold, you didn’t know what spurred his actions but you knew that they felt right.

as you finally pull away from each other your lips plump, your breath laboured, he smiles. “I’ve been wanting to do that for the longest time”

[degenerateshinji]

a moment of solitude

[marciliedonato]

Hear me out... The new album name IS the concrete age and it's a tbp follow up about a corrupt dictator and the world he"s created whereas tbp was more abt an individual (the patient) this is more of a society focused approach and about revolution and possibly fascism (a certain orange man may tie in to this...) and 'DRAAG' is something in that world yet to be explained we don't know what it stands for... What I'm saying is. Stay vigilant

[grumpyoldsnake]

You know, I didn’t think I’d be surprised. The last eight years just have not in any possible way inspired hope about the US electorate or the direction of politics in this country.

Turns out I’m surprised enough to be freshly angry, though.

(My grandpa called this the worst election of his life. Really not something you want to hear from someone who’s been around since the 40s. Hhh.)

[nnnneeev]

Thinking about a scenario where Mc was just casually scanning the outside of cocytus hall when a cat suddenly popped out from the bushes. They tried luring it inside the hall, y'know for some company and entertainment while Solomon is out doing his business, using some leftover tuna and toys.

Mission complete. It's inside the hall now. Sniffing and examining the corners of the rooms. But not even a few minutes, it acts like it owns the place, knocking over vases and scratching the sofa. When Solomon came home, he was delighted by the sight of the new furry visitor.

"Ah, what's this little guy doing here?" He gently lifted the feline in the air.

"I found him in the yard. Can we keep him?" Mc pleaded.

He brought the cat to his face and rubbed it against his belly, "I don't mind. I was just thinking of how lonely you can get when I'm out and you have the whole place to yourself."

Mc giggled. Amused by how Solomon carries the cat with his arms like a baby and playing with it using a cat toy he conjured out of thin air.

"...You know, this kinda makes us feel like a complete family. There's you, me, and a cat," they point at the two.

He stopped for a moment and looked at Mc in the eye. There's a hint of fascination and delight in his eyes when they mentioned the word 'family'.

"...I like the sound of that."

[givemewallywestorgivemedeath]

Wally, eating cinnamon donuts: *lips puff up, throat starts closing, mouth and throat burns, tongue swells up*

Wally: ... wow that's crazy

Wally, still eating cinnamon donuts: Anyway-

[flameofthescorpion]

Artfight starts soon, i have to get refs done...

so i redesigned my Hank based (Madness combat) Transformer- Yes the plane is traced from an IRL image because i cant draw them to save my own life and i wasnt about to struggle and cry over a reference sheet when i have a million other things to do before artfight starts-

This oc was legit what got me into Transformers imma be so for real- a friend of mine gifted him to me and that was all it took for me to switch over from Madness Combat to Transformers-

Can you tell i didnt take him serious whatsoever?

[space-diablo]

I forgot I have a small picture of Sniper =3

[bloodyhandwhump]

coughing whumpees

coughing up blood

coughing after throwing up

coughing until tears roll down your cheeks

coughing after a deep breath

whumpee who can’t stop coughing, long after their chest burns and their ribs ache

[kotaromita]

Closed Starter for @aki-shinonome-official

Kotaro runs up to Akito right outside the front entrance to Odaiba Animal Land. It'd been a minute since the two of them had the chance to be together one-on-one and even longer since they did something as date-esque as this. It was still way too hot outside for him to ask Akito to go somewhere outside unless it was somewhere they could swim and be at nighttime. An indoor zoo was perfect for August and he was excited to see Akito's reactions to all the different animals.

"Akitooo!" Kotaro jeers, barely slowing his pace before hugging Akito. "Looks like you beat me here."

[call-me-strega]

A Worthless Apology

I’m sorry Cassandra You were right You tried to warn us But we didn’t listen

I’m sorry Cassandra Now you’re crying Into bruised knees As your world burns

I’m sorry Cassandra For our dismissal We called you crazy But you were frightened

I’m sorry Cassandra You were a child You trusted us We failed you

I’m sorry Cassandra That no one listened That no one helped Because we refused to see

I’m so, so, sorry Cassandra

And I know sorry will never be enough

[granny-griffin]

hi friends here are instructions for opting out of AI training on wordpress in case any of you have a wordpress website!

[mydaylight]

If Julian Fellowes really intends to make us go through a GeorgeBertha divorce a la the Vanderbilts, can we at least have Alva's 1884 pregnancy first? I mean I am not usually a huge fan of pregnancy storylines but the least they could do is to give us something sweet to tide us over

(I mean I'm definitely not convinced it will happen, but just saying)

[silver-horse]

bg3 didn't win best music.... wtf

[pillsopa]

talking online sounds awesome in concept but in practice I fucking suck at it. i’m robbed of my usual theatrics and mannerisms. an aimless jester