#it just is 🤷‍♀️

[locklylemybeloved]

aaaand lockwood's piano<3

(x)

[ace-with--a-mace]

bitches be like "we need more evil women in media" and they cant even handle tashi duncan from challengers (2024)

[annievrse]

shotgunning

sukuna x reader —ᡣ𐭩 blurb c/w: smoking, shotgunning

“don’t you dare kiss me with food in your mouth,” you squeal, leaning away from sukuna, whose arms are wrapped around you tightly.

the air is hazy in the apartment and your head lolls to the side in an attempt to avoid his mouth. the joint sukuna had fished from his back pocket disgusted you at first, but then he pulled you closer and soon his mouth was hovering over yours as he exhaled.

you hadn’t put your lips to the paper, yet you swear your head was spinning just from the sheer softness of sukuna’s touch as he gripped your waist to blow the smoke into your lungs.

“kuna!” but, of course, he doesn’t listen to you in his daze, and presses his lips to yours, his cheeks full of strawberry mochi.

you push his shoulder away, and he stands straight; his eyes are half closed, and he has a smirk on his face as he chews.

“pretty sweet, huh?” he mumbles, pressing his mouth to your forehead. “like you, hm?”

“shut up,” your voice is breathy, and when sukuna visibly swallows, you grab the longer strands of pink hair at the back of his head and pull him into you.

[theaceofarrows]

Red Hood: I'm a team player

Nightwing: Team player, my ass! You pushed Red Robin off the ROOF!

Red Hood: [shrugs] He isn't part of the team anymore

Robin: [nods] I like this team much better now

Spoiler: [over the comms] Why is RR dangling from a fire escape?

Nightwing: Because-

Red Hood: Because he's not a team player!

[yxkipop]

Guess I'm doing Gravity Falls now.

*sniff*

[yeonjune]

(240820) yeonjun playing tug of war ✙ play x together

[zuzuzuko]

Robin (1993) #5

^ This has the same vibes as this:

Red Robin #5

[screwpinecaprice]

Ew they're flirting again.

[myfavcharacterdidntdrown]

Sirius: Hey Prongs, I hope our children will get along just like cousins, you know not like me and my cousins but like other cousins that get along so well, I always see cousins having a really good bond

James: Yeah I hope so too

*5 years later*

James: Hey Pads, you know when you told me about that cousin thing with our children *sweating nervously*

Sirius: Yeah what’s up with that?

James: I took your words too serious

Sirius: What do you mean?

James:

Sirius: James what do you mea- oh no no no no. Please don’t tell me that-

James: Surprise?

Sirius: JAMES FLEAMONT POTTER, YOU’RE DEAD YOU LITTLE BROTHERFUCKER

[jakeperalta]

(The Signal™ as an act of love/understanding)

[im-turnip]

Tommy cooking for Buck for the first time. Buck keeps trying to help. After about the 3rd or 4th time of them getting in each other’s way Tommy grabs Buck by his hips, walks him back to the island and picks him up and sets him on the counter. Whispers “Just sit here and look pretty. Let me take care of it” in his ear and softly kissing the bolt of his jaw while sliding his glass of wine into his hand. Bucks dazed by Tommy picking him up so easy “o-okay”

[lixies-favorite-cookie]

Skz as red flags

Chan, who professes his undying love—even after a week of radio silence.

Minho, who becomes concerningly aggressive every time you have a minor dispute.

Changbin, who begs you to join him at the gym, only to nit-pick every little detail once you do.

Hyunjin, who dramatizes his every move—especially when he accuses you of cheating.

Han, who is so insecure about your relationship that he cries when you go out and won't stop texting you until you come home.

Felix, who is so anxious about confrontation that he just can't defend you in groups; you're fine with that, until a group of guys keeps hitting on you, and Felix isn't doing anything.

Seungmin, who completely ignores you for days, even weeks, after an argument—just because he believes he's right.

Jeongin, who is unwilling to compromise on your need for skinship—and his lack thereof.

little a/n just in case... yall this is just something silly I posted okay please don't take anything too seriously 😭

[6ebe]

When I said Spain were violating child Labour regulations I didn’t think they actually were 😭

[ambrozjas]

hiiii could i request sfw sleeping w/ dallas or just relaxing w him in bed 😛

“can you, like, crank your body temperature lower? you’re like a fuckin’ furnace.” a thick new york accent hit your ears, an accent that could belong to someone no other than dallas winston. despite his snarky comments and jabs, he had you snug against his side with an arm wrapped around you and his head turned to the side, his one act of compliance. he knew you hated when he blew smoke in your face.

“i’m not a robot, dal.” you stated calmly, your eyes still closed as you didn’t feel him stiffen under you. if he really had a problem with it, he would’ve shoved you off a while ago.

he simply huffed. you hummed as it got quiet for a bit, the only noise radiating off of the small television in the front of your room as it played an old recording of ‘the andy griffith show’, which dallas only sat through because you liked it so much.

even though he had claimed to hate the show, it never failed to have him sat in front of the tv with his eyes glued to the screen. he claimed it was because, “there’s nothin’ to do ‘round here” but you knew dally. that was just a ruse, another way of accepting a part of you into his life slowly but surely, breaking down the walls he had so carefully placed after sylvia had penetrated them with her unfaithful behavior.

dallas always had an itch, an itch he could never scratch. he wasn’t sure what for or how this itch developed. all he knew was that he needed to scratch it. one way to look at it is; just like someone who couldn’t put sunscreen on their back, dallas could never reach this itch. no matter how much he smoked or stole or got thrown in the cooler, he could never scratch it.

dally could also never shut up.

“at least change this thing? i can’t stand watching—“

you groaned and flipped over out of his grasp, covering your ears and returning back to your fetal position as he chuckled. dallas liked making you tick. it was like a dog cocking its head at a strange noise, he watched you with intense eyes as he studied your facial expressions. dal always took mental notes, even if you didn’t think he did.

dallas leaned back against the assortment of pillows you had displayed on your bed, eyes still glued to you and a smile still evident on his face. maybe you could scratch this itch that dallas always craves to scratch, maybe you can complete the empty space that remained in him. maybe he’d actually give you a chance, he thought.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ stip because why do i always add these metaphors that don’t maje sense in my writng

kiss kiss ˗ˏˋ꒰ 🍒 ꒱

[hersurvival]

I am hersurvival, God of course.

@coffeexxcigarettes @yakultii @ivaspinoza @brb-on-a-side-quest @informedimagining @threewordusername @poetici @steh-lar-uh-nuhs

[lunar-years]

Three people coming together to maximize their joint slay…