#ok stop not funny

[mysicklove]

microbio is hard for me bc all i think about when he lectures is how i want to rail him with the labcoat on

[adriles]

they are Cancelling me for dealing with my grief as best i can . also for the vicious war Crimes

[coolxatu]

she allegoried on my cave til i [JOKE PENDING]

[heartorbit]

the narcissist fools himself

[incinerated-vestiges]

average british activities (techno is mildly terrified)

@hennagrace

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

wake up wintersberg nation

[xxplastic-cubexx]

you open my Super Important Documents and its just pictures of charles xavier

[pixlokita]

Wait I’m just realizing how funny it is that springtrap/ William and all his variations see an unhappy child with brown hair, brown eyes and striped shirt and immediately goes … yes I must have him as my own like 🧍‍♂️

[daydreamerwonderkid]

More Damian being hilarious moments because his sense of humor speaks to me, pt. 2

pt. 1

[95-6qrsk2rx9uq42069nnnnnjthewolf]

i think tim is high maintenance the way a boarder collie or austrialian shepherd is. like you have to make sure they're not only given space to expend energy but you have to specifically let them get the herding instinct out and challenge them intellectually or they start destroying ur home

[wild0moon]

highly amused by the responses to my tankdad post all being either feral excitement over tankdad (same) or thirsting for john's body with very little in-between

[harbingersecho]

are we the sins we have committed? are we the things we have endured? [...] who are we?

[ref]

[tls12lessthan3]

yoo joonghyuk. pro gamer. sword master. domestic terrorist. astronaut. beta reader. and most importantly? the best damn house wife you will ever meet

[lagomorphics]

finished up designs for my nari and lamb! mostly so i could actually settle on designs for them teehee

bonus doodles under cut w some of my headcanons for them :)

i like to hc narinder to still have the ability to read minds :) they have an unspoken little agreement of "tap if its ok to read your mind right now" (which i add in my writing sometimes!)

i think pre-that they kept eachother out of the others mind via. well. basically a swear jar for mind reading. if they get caught they have to give coin to the other. really effective because narinder hates losing and lamb would prefer to keep their money, honestly

my pretty princess also gets a cool scythe. but i decided the way he gets it is evil.

I had the idea of lamb finding an old scythe in silk cradle while on a crusade, showed it to narinder because LOOK AT THIS. COOL AS HELL. and well. turns out thats a scythe shamura had gifted him. he had no idea they kept it!!! suffer, catboy.

anddd some other lil doodles. ok thats all frolics awayyyy

[myokk]

Sebastian Sallow's List of Priorities (in no particular order):

Figure out what the hell I'm going to do when I graduate;

Figure out how the hell I'm going to finish this bloody Charms essay before tomorrow; and

Figure out what the hell is going on between us

Sebastian sits in an undisturbed corner of the library - nobody ever comes to this table because it's tucked away between shelves of incredibly dense magical theory books - and is twirling his quill in his fingers, watching the ink splatter on the list he spent his precious time writing instead of the Charms essay he should be working on. He's far away from the first-years who like to congregate by the windows and watch the leaves fall softly to the ground rather than study for their classes. He's made especially sure that he is far, far away from her.

It's not his choice, mind you, but he needs to be a gentleman about these things. If she needs some time and space to figure out that she's as crazy for him as he is her, fine. But even Sebastian Sallow's patience runs thin, and he's not sure how much longer he can give her to come to her senses before he snaps and takes matters into his own hands. If things were up to him, the two of them would be sitting far too close together now in this secluded corner, and maybe he would need to put a hand over her mouth to ensure her complete silence as he runs a hand up her thigh.

Now that he knows what delicious sounds can come out of her mouth - sounds that he caused - he's been having a hard time concentrating on, well, anything. Sebastian surreptitiously glances across the library to where she's sitting and studying with his sister and Imelda. Ever since the events after their Divination class, Sir Cadogan has taken it upon himself to follow Sebastian around the halls of the castle, tripping through frames and disrupting their inhabitants as he lectures Sebastian on love. The tea party women had managed to convince the knight that he had disrupted an amorous exchange, and Sebastian fervently wishes they hadn't.

The whole school is abuzz with rumors about who it could be. Nobody has even come close so far with their guesses, but Anne and Imelda are having too much fun teasing him about it. Somehow, she has managed to avoid suspicion - he wonders how this is even possible, since she's never been able to hide what she's thinking. He makes eye contact with her - has she been staring at him this whole time? - and she flushes before looking over to Imelda, who's laughing too loudly at something Anne's just said. Sebastian can't tear his eyes away from her profile, his eyes following the curve of her eyebrow, the slight upturn of her lips as she smiles at her friends, her eyes as they dart back to him, her cheeks as she turns an even darker shade of red as she realizes he's still watching her. She tucks a lock of hair behind her ear, and rests her chin on her hand as she tries to look absorbed in what Anne is saying to her.

Sebastian wonders if she's thought about him as much as he's thought about her. Judging by how she had snogged him back, he's positive that she feels the same way, but then he remembers how she had looked at him before she fled, and he's not so sure. He sighs as he looks back to his list, bringing his quill back to the third item and ripping the paper as he crosses it out again. His mind has been going in circles since that moment and he doesn't know what to think. He slowly puts everything into his schoolbag before heading out of the library for yet another freezing cold shower that hopefully tempers his now-permanent state of arousal whenever she's around.

He doesn't notice her eyes following him as he walks out of the library.

He doesn't hear her hurried excuse to Anne and Imelda as she shoves her things into her bag and rushes to follow him.

He doesn't hear her light footsteps as she gets closer to him.

When she puts a hand out to touch his arm as he waits for the moving staircase to stop, with a soft, "Sebastian" accompanying it, he nearly jumps out of his skin. He was so absorbed with thoughts of her, that to see her standing at his side, closer than she had been since they kissed was almost his snapping point.

"Can we talk?" she asks, looking almost embarrassed as she avoids his eyes. She instead looks determinedly at his collar. He thinks she probably notices that he swallows nervously before acquiescing, but she says nothing as she turns and starts hurrying away from him without waiting to see if he follows her.

She must know that he would follow her anywhere at this point.

from my oneshot🫶🫶🫶

I just really wanted to draw these two idiots😭💘

[lilalienz4ever]