#kawa｡*⁠.⁠✧

[violetarks]

ALIEN STAGER SPOTTED 🫵🏻🫵🏻🫵🏻

WAHHH YES I AM >:0

I LOVE THEM ALL I HAVE BEEN THERE SINCE VIVINOS POSTED “My Beloved” ‼️‼️‼️

IM A FAN OF LUKA’S VOICE AND HYUNA’S VOICE TOO. AND TILL’S IN BOTH ROUNDS AHHHH

[hatekawa]

old pb&j duo fanart I thought I'd share!

[zegalba]

The Most Detailed Images of the Moon ever (2023)

Photographer Darya Kawa stacked (133,000) frames and 147GB worth of data to achieve this. I've been working on this project since 4 days ago. This image takes up to 22 hours of editing and stacking since the amount of data was so massive.

Kawa took almost a quarter million frames (231,000) and i spend unimaginable amount of work over the course of 3 weeks to process and stack all the data which was equivalent to 313 GB.

[ochablooms]

they got him 😞

[kawareo]

Transformers Animated is so funny because specifically Megatron doesn't seem to be aware of the fact that he is in a kids' show. This man is taking everything so seriously. He goes for the kill all the time. He ignores all the 'this show is for kids' things around him. He spends an entire season as a cut off head and tries to kill the main cast at every moment anyway. Starscream betrays him again and he kills him. Starscream keeps coming back from the dead like a cartoon character? Megs kills him again. And again. Dumps his body out and goes back to serious business. Heroes keep attacking him? Fuck you he's bringing out a wholeass sword and a gun and he will use them. Never gonna forget the one time where Optimus saves him and then immediately after Megs picks him up and uses him as a shield. Everyone around him keeps doing and saying silly stuff for the funsies and he ignores them. Amazing. Irredeemable. He does not deal with cartoony stuff and mostly ignores anything that is like a kids show.

Like you could pick him up and plop him into TFP or IDW no problem, he's straight up a genocidal dictator. I love him and his non-silly ass

[k9wa]

⟁ A BULLET A DAY, ft. BOOTHILL.

⠀ — where teasing, annoying, poking and prodding all fall under the same category; flirting.

⚠︎︎ more mechanic! reader, gn, boothill being an idiot, flirting, suggestive, he has fake teeth to me, something about tension + leaving him high and dry is soooo ….

from this request !

it’s a miracle, truly, how boothill manages to be so tempting and endearing yet so utterly irritating and infuriating at the same time. 

and it’s hot, sure, but that just makes it all the more annoying, leaves you frustrated and with an odd pool in your stomach.  

boothill managed his way into your supply of bullets, happily tossing back the brass casings like a simple snack. it was a genius idea at the time, really, giving him a stomach that can store ammunition. though had you expected him to chew on the damn things instead of swallowing them— you know, like he was intended to— you would’ve just given him a little side bag to save yourself the work.

you half hoped the lead stuffing the things would seep into his still intact brain, but chastised yourself for the thought soon after having it. you don’t hate him that much. your brain should check back and try the thought again in twenty minutes. 

“y’know what’d be real neat, buttercup?” boothill’s legs were kicked up lazily on your workbench as he sat next to you, waiting for you to finish a small modification on his revolver. “spikes in my boots.” he lifted a foot up, rolling his ankle a bit. “you know, them retractable ones. be able t’a have some real fun with those things.”

you snorted, his efforts to dodge his synesthesia beacon as entertaining as always.

“since when do i take requests?” you asked, eyes focused down on your work— far too used to his antics to lift your head anymore.

“since when d’you deny gettin’ to tinker with me?”

he brought his feet down to the floor and leaned forward on his thighs, the denim of his pants tightening around them. “what, gonna make me say please and thank ya now?” 

you truly wanted to reply, say it wasn’t a half bad idea and that you’d look into the upgrade. until he started shaking a few bullets around in his palm like they were fucking almonds.

now boothill noticed the clench of your jaw, and oh how he revelled in it. he’s fully aware how the crunching of brass and lead peeves you, ie. you telling him to knock it off an hour ago— (“it ain’t hurtin’ nobody, is it now?”—) but you’re just so darn cute when you’re ticked off. he’s gotta push your buttons just a lil bit. 

“somethin’ the matter?” the way his sharp teeth gleamed through that damn grin weren’t doing anything to help. 

he took a bullet between his thumb and forefinger, the shiny gunmetal digits pinching the ammunition as he held it up next to you. “d’ya care for one, sugar plum?”

fine, you thought. two can play that game.

you tore your attention away from the old steel revolver, finally turning to look at him. boothill prepared for an insult, one he’d tell you was ‘flatterin’ and all,’ but it didn’t come.

you leaned towards his hand, keeping your eyes locked with his that glowed a familiar and faint red. 

then you took the bullet between your tongue and top front teeth, gently pulling it out of his hands with your mouth.

his smirk actually dropped— you’d think someone stuck an infected usb into his ear with all the ideas that flooded the forefront of his brain, making his circuits just tingle with excitement. something about the hot single mechanic in his area.

you turned back to your desk, removing the bullet from your teeth and twirling it between your fingers idly as you gave a once over to his revolver, as if nothing had happened.

boothill blinked, chuckling gruffly with a shake of his head as he slumped back in his chair, flicking another bullet into the air with his thumb and catching it in his palm with a gentle clink! the cyborg gave a low whistle as he kicked his feet back up.

“ain’t you somethin’,” he drawled, earning a chuckle from you. “y’sure know how t’keep a man on his toes, don’t ya buttercup?” 

“i dunno what you mean, boothill.” you only offered a hum, willfully ignorant to boothill’s colourful imagination.

“oh i’m real sure y’don’t.” he shook his head, another chuckle rumbling his chest and sending a shiver down your neck.

“say,” he leaned towards you, his shoulder to yours, feeling a little lucky and dropping his voice to a knee-weakening purr, “if that pretty mouth a’yers likes metal, i’m more’en happy t’a—” 

“all done.”

all bets go down the drain. boothill deadpanned as you clicked the barrel of his gun into place and handed it back to him, standing up to stretch your arms.

“shops closed for today,” you fold them, leaning back against your bench. “you better get a move on before i have to kick you out.”

boothill’s eyes trailed up your figure, taking his sweet time finding your face. the cowboy raised an eyebrow into a cocky arch despite him swearing his body was on the verge of its cooling protocol. 

“you keep woundin’ me, sugar.” 

“i dunno what you mean, boothill.”

⠀ 𑣲 MASTERLIST / GOT A REQUEST ?

[eternal--returned]

Masao Yamamoto ֍ Kawa=Flow #1674 (2016)

[kawaoneechan]

I wonder if this'll help any.

(Y'know, it's been a while since I've drawn Chelsie.)

[yonae]

Red River by Chie Shinohara

[rayroseu]

cutieful❣️❣️❣️❣️

[violetarks]

VI UR LITERALLYYYY THE ONLY ONE WHO GETS ME IM SO UNHEALTHY ABOUT IT LMFAOO

AHHH ME TOO ME TOO, I NEED RULER OF MY HEART, CURE AND ALL IN JUST INJECTED INTO MY VEINS. I NEED IT TO BE THAT CLOSE TO ME. IM SHAKING

[hatekawa]

MEOW

[14dayswithyou]

I can see you, Saint... ^ ^

uuuuu not sure if there was already a post about/like this or i just didn't look hard enough🧍 my fingers are sore from writing and scrolling☹️

anw!! how would ren/redacted react to a yandere angel.. but angel is a yandere for someone else?? hopefully that makes sense plus idk how else to specify this im sending this at like 3 am right after i woke up

but dw feel free to ignore this ask‼️ im just curious asf and i need my curiosity satiated (ﾉ*ФωФ)ﾉ

✦゜ANSWERED: I think this goes without saying, but not much would change, honestly ^^; Ren would still be a yandere for Angel, though he'd have muuuch more understanding of who to eliminate first!!

[bizkitsnuggets]

LIKE NO OTHER

— O. TOORU x FEMALE READER (smau)

main m.list

synopsis: she plays bass, he plays with hearts.

college au, fluff, band au, nerdy kawa, more tba

status: ongoing (⁠・⁠–⁠・⁠;⁠)

introduction: the band || the fans

a/n: hey sry if this is bad 🤕 this is a re-write of this

likes and rebloggs are vv appreciated!!!

chapters —

chapters with ✎ are written parts.

01: unsaid plans

02: hotel du monde

03: alien extraterrestrial t-shirt ✎

04: fumble nation

05: pu$$y

06: send help

07: alien rides

08: the plague ✎

09: outdoor cinema

10:

[kawareo]

Gortash should visit Durge's camp in act 3. The tadfools come home by night, and there he is, chilling by the campfire, scratching Scratch behind an ear as if he belongs there.

Everyone stares in anger and horror because he still has his claws on but Scratch is oblivious (you cant tell me Gortash couldn't charisma his way into a dog liking him) and Gort just looks up from a book he was reading like "ah good youre finally here! Just wanna talk :)"

And everyone just knows that there are Banites all around them in the dark. And Gortash's claws are right on Scratch's head.

[cosmonautroger]

Darya Kawa, Saturn Planet