#mischevious Love

[mira-rachel]

[Soulswap DT verse]

Love(Lust sans): "Horror learned how to fold origami penguins from Killer the other day. I told them, “I feel a little bad for the penguins, it’s hot here”, as a joke. And the next day they put them in the fridge."

Dream: "That does not explain why there's glitter in the fridge. Even in the ice cubes too."

Love: *nerveous sweating* Well, you see-

Dust, covered from head to toe in glitter: "He sprinkle a tub of it in the fridge, after a dare from Killer."

Dream: "Dear God.. okay. This is fine. Love. Go to your room, you are grounded."

Love, dejected: "Yes my liege.." *leaves them both immediately*

Dream sighed at his employee's antics, shaking his skull fondly, before looking at Dust, "Come, let me help you clean that off." His right hand man nodded, following Dream to his room. Dust is fairly annoyed that Love dump a bottle of glitter on him, its sticky too, what did that shopping maniac add to it??? He's afraid to ask.

[skektrek]

My favourite subtle T'lyn moment is when Captain Sokel turns around and she just starts smirking behind his back.

[ashipiko]

THIS CHALLENGE WAS LIKE WAYYYY TOO FUN. TBH

YOU COULD NEVER GUESS MY TYPE IN FAVES. HAHA. HA. ha 😔

[puppetmaster13u]

Prompt 242

   He looks the same as he had that fateful day, a storm raging around him and risking sending the ship down into the abyss. Hair whipping in the wind as the sky roars its deadly challenge echoed by the beasts they all sought to bring down those centuries ago. 

   It looks just as human as they- that is to say not at all, not anymore. A body twisted, sand and lightning melding into a molten sea ever-expanding. Its eyes as gold as the treasure it guards, brilliant blues and greens dancing across bodies in sigils unknown. 

   It looks exactly as it did that time ago, smile dancing on its lips as the sky opened up in torrents, like blood gushing from a wound. “You’re free to go,” it says, in words they understand and words they don’t. “You don’t have to stay here any longer.” 

   “Where will we go?” They ask, so very tired of this eternal battle, of being trapped in crashing waves and storms of water and sand. Being tossed one way and the other, never able to go home, for home was gone long ago. 

   It looks up, their own gaze following, the ship crashing through the dredges of a storm they had thought eternal. And for the first time in eternities, they see them. The stars. Dancing and dripping from a serpentine form that cradles the Sun and Moon, smiling down to the beast and them alike. 

   And so, they take from the seas, and take to the stars instead. 

[niko-baka]

can we talk about my GOAT cherubimon ST17-09

i would love a poster of this someday...... maybe if i clean it up myself........

[artisticxlly]

I want to draw the mischevious middle blockers so bad omfg, or make headcanons for them

For the record, I think six characters fit the whole 'scheming and very observant middle blockers' theme (they're also all slightly evil in some way /hj):

Tsukishima

Suna

Hirugami

Tendou

Kuroo

Matsukawa

Like I need to think more about them hanging out. Not necessarily because I think they'd get along lmao, just for shits and giggles. They add a lot of fun and spice to Haikyuu and I always love them for it

[monkii-bombs]

@jjcocker womeng :]

[righteousinadversity]

Also the absolute gut wrenching angst of Wei Wuxian returning to the place that almost killed him for the Wens is just...

Do you think he could sleep, for the first few nights there? Do you think he could sleep at all? How did he come to terms with the place that once was his darkest moment becoming his home?

He is so good, and so selfless - he is willing to go to any lengths to do the right thing, to help the innocent, to protect the weak, and I love that about him most.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 22 - Kitchen

@jegulus-microfic October 22, Word count 620

It was the first time Regulus had been invited over to the Potters to meet James’s parents. He’d put on his best suit and combed his curls until they sat just right, then changed his suit again before changing it back to the original one but with a different tie. He was so nervous. He’d heard nothing but amazing things about Euphemia and Fleamont Potter. He stared at his reflection and dared himself to mess up. 

“See what will happen if you do anything wrong,” He hissed at himself in warning. It didn’t help, he just felt worse. 

He was just about to text James and say he was too sick to go when he heard his front door open and James came in. Gods, why had he given him a key?!

“Wow, you look amazing,” James beamed at him as he strode across the bedroom and wrapped his arms around Regulus’s waist from behind, staring at him in the mirror. Regulus gave him a tentative smile and James held him tighter. “They’re going to love you, love. You don’t need to worry,” James told him, kissing his temple, sensing where Regulus’s thoughts had gone. 

“What if they don’t?” He asked, his throat dry. 

“Not even a sight possibility,” James assured him. “Come on then,” James took his hand and Regulus willingly followed. 

They arrived outside the red brick house, covered in ivy, and James raced around the car to open Regulus’s door for him. Regulus gave him his first light-hearted smile of the night. He loved how sweet and chivalrous James was with him. James walked straight into the house without knocking, dragging Regulus behind him. 

The house smelled amazing. The rich scents of spices, coconut and almonds drifted through the house from the kitchen. Regulus lifted his nose and sniffed, feeling suddenly very hungry, his nerves forgotten for the moment. That was until Effie shouted through. 

“James, is that you, darling?” 

“Yes, Mum,” James called back, a huge smile breaking over his face. A plate clattered onto a surface and footsteps came rushing towards them. Effie halted before them, her hair a little frizzy from the steam as she cooked, and she had splatters of sauce all over her, but her face was so full of love that Regulus could find no fault. 

“Regulus, darling, it is an absolute pleasure to meet you,”

“Thank you, Mrs Potter. It is a pleasure to meet you as well,” Regulus straightened and held out her hand for him to shake. She tutted at him and dragged him into a hug. He tensed for a second before her warmth melted him, and he hugged her back, never wanting to let go. 

“Ah, I see Effie has already stolen him from you,” Monty joked as he came in to greet his son and Regulus.

“It was inevitable, really,” James sighed back. Monty clapped him on the shoulder. 

“Well, we had a good run. Come on Son, come help me pack.”

“Oh, behave, Monty,” Effie chastised her husband lovingly, letting go of Regulus but keeping an arm around him, guiding him into the house. “I hope you’re both hungry. I made enough to feed an army.” 

“I think you’ve got a keeper there son,” Regulus heard Monty whisper to James as Effie led him away. 

“Yeah, I think he is,” James chuckled back. Regulus was reeling. He’d never felt so content and all in less than five minutes. Effie sat him on a high stool beside the breakfast bar and chatted merrily at him while she finished cooking, refusing all offers of help. He really felt like he belonged, unsure what he’d done to deserve to feel this good, but savouring every second anyway.  

[luckyyyduckyyy]

HEHEHE TRICK OR TREAT >:3c

Oh! Looks like someone has noticed Witch Moon over here!

Someone beat him to the punch though...

Chandelure saw your witchy Moon flying on their broom and decided they wanted to go on a flight of their own with them! Don't worry, this little rascal is practically harmless!

Though.... they do like to juggle things with their levitation abilities, so be a little cautious!

[mandlermo]

erm, so one day i was hit with the sudden urge to draw painter and yeah...

i just love him so much. Lives in my head rent free. And i won't charge him anything. He can stay in there for as long as he wants (❁´◡`❁)

[bearnakedbaker]

Mischief

[bitetobreakskiin]

what if you were forced to go out somewhere public. like out to eat or to the store while me, your wonderful boyfriend, gets the bright idea to tease the living shit out of you. telling you all of the awful things i think about every day, all of the horrendous things id like to do to you. all while you’re out with your family, unable to do anything when i get you all worked up.

being forced to deal with your dick throbbing under your clothes, wanting more than anything to fuck yourself. but you cant, cuz ur in public. feeling it press against your jeans with every step you take. avoiding conversation with anyone the entire time because you notice yourself pressing your legs together to feel even the slightest bit of stimulation when no one’s looking. knowing you have to be mindful cuz ur in public, but it feels impossible to do so when all you can think about is me using you.

[lieutenantlore]

Ty for all the attention my last post has received!

I was scared to post it but now I feel very much welcomed, so have a doodle Tattletale!

[faunandfloraas]

Devastating

[therealraewest]

Immediately following Marc having a heart-to-heart-to-heart with the rest of his system, he has another therapy breakthrough

He's joking! And he's also being honest, with his therapist and with himself. Admitting to being stubborn while also acknowledging the usefulness for that trait in what he does.

More jokes! Talking about his parents, unprompted? And his merc days?

By letting Steven and Jake have their space to exist, it seems Marc has also been more free to be himself. He doesn't have to put on a show or a brave face anymore, he can just exist.