#okay these pictures are so cute

[yourelosingains]

when they’re both bi 4 bi 

[demaparbat-hp]

There is no such thing as personal space between them.

[seokminfilm]

backyard boy | lee seokmin

pairing: lee seokmin x reader

warnings: non-idol au, next-door neighbor au, flirty!seokmin, flirting (in general), mutual attraction, friends to ???, mailbox meet-cute, reader is head over heels over seokmin, seokmin asks reader on a date, moral of this fic: lyr misses the summertime

now playing: backyard boy, claire rosinkranz

Watering your flowerbed was exceptionally hard when your hot neighbor-slash-good friend was in a tight black tank top on a scalding summer day.

Lee Seokmin was handsome—you wouldn't lie to yourself about it. Not just his appearance was hot either: all of him was attractive in some way, whether it be his jovial, sweet personality, or warm disposition. He was just a powerhouse to be around.

He was standing by the mailbox, shuffling through letters with a stiff expression as he looked down at them. Seokmin's build was changing, you thought to yourself, as you could see his muscles and pecs straining through the fabric. It wasn't like that before, and you know this because you committed all of him to memory—he was on your mind just that much.

And now he's looking at you. Great.

Smile and wave, you whisper to yourself to remind your stationary body to move. You do as you say, giving Seokmin a small smile and waving of the hand as he smiles back, flashing his teeth as his brown hair shuffles in the wind. His eyes are that rich dark brown, and they meet yours as he approaches your yard.

Act cool, act cool, you repeat, hands growing sweaty as you stop pouring water on your probably now drowning daisies.

"Good morning," Seokmin's polite voice is deeper than you remember, but you smile anyway, replying with a cheery "Good morning!"

"You look really pretty today. That outfit pairing is a nice look on you." Seokmin's voice is sweet with a hint of flirtiness behind it, and you pick up on the hint, cheeks growing red as you mutter out a thank you.

Trying to change the subject and save your already-deteriorating facade, you gesture to Seokmin's yard, eyes scanning the bright green grass.

"Have you mowed it lately? It looks nice and clean-cut," You shyly compliment. Seokmin chuckles, nodding as he glances back at it. "Yeah, I did, actually—Friday morning. Took me a while, so I'm glad someone noticed."

The two of you laugh, dead air filling between you two as you stare at each other for a bit too long before Seokmin changes subjects for you, saving you from awkward silence and imminent destruction.

"So, any plans for today?" Seokmin's pretty fingers straighten the stack of mail in his hand, and your eyes dip from his face to the chain and necklace around his neck you haven't noticed before until now of all times when you're too focused to speak without stammering to worry about his new chain that's twinkling on his neck.

"I—oh, um, no. Probably just chilling at home, getting some much-needed work done. What about you? You glance up at him, and Seokmin meets your gaze, smiling proudly as he shakes his head. "Yeah, what you said sounds about right."

You laugh at Seokmin's light expression, and he chuckles back, dark eyes scanning your face as his lips curve into a pretty smirk. "Your smile could light up the world. It's so bright and pretty."

If you were a person who didn't know him well, you would think he was flirting with you—Seokmin was just a flirty person altogether and complimented people so much that most thought he was just flirty. That doesn't mean you still didn't get giddy at the thought of him calling your smile 'bright and pretty'.

"Yours too." You reply back, blush evident now as you quickly add, "Also—you've been working out again, right? I could tell when you walked over here—you look...you look really good Seokmin."

You couldn't believe the words coming out of your mouth at the moment, but before you wanted to stop them and do a double take, it was already too late—you had said Seokmin's body looked really good, and stammered while doing so.

Seokmin, on the other hand, was on top of the world—the smile that came on his handsome features was enough to rival the summer sun itself, and he nodded, wetting his lips as he spoke. "I have, actually: I'm trying out a new diet."

"Well, it's working!" You smile cheerfully, offering two awkward thumbs-up as Seokmin chuckles, eyeing you again quietly as you look away.

"Since you're free today, would you maybe like to go for lunch later? There's this new taco place down the street and I've wanted to try it for a while." Seokmin offers, looking you up and down slowly as he smiles gently.

Did you feel like eating tacos? No, not really. Were you going to because Seokmin asked you to try them with him? Yes, of course.

"I—yes! Yes, I'd love to." You agree, and Seokmin nods, glancing down at his phone. "11:30 good? I'll drive you there."

You're so filled with excitement that you feel like you could fly away.

"Yeah, yeah, that's good." You confirm, and Seokmin nods, eyes on yours. You don't look away, holding eye contact with him shyly as you two stand in silence for a while before you snap out of it, laughing nervously.

"Well, I'll see you in a few hours, Seokmin," you say coolly, surprising yourself at your composure. Seokmin nods and gives you a brief wave as he jogs back to his house. He walks up the steps and pauses at the door, offering you one last smile before disappearing inside.

Before you know it, your heart melts, your flowers drown, and you're floating on air.

feedback & reblogs are appreciated! i read every one of them :>

[hooked-on-elvis]

1959. 1972. 1977.

[coline7373]

[misarumis]

Ember: "Your wing makes the perfect umbrella! Thank you for keeping me dry when it rains." Arueshalae: "And if I fold my wing like this, it makes a little shelter."

[robintherobiner]

need more de-aging fics.

specifically i need everyone finding out Dick was an angry murder baby or realising just how obsessed with Dick Tim was.

[starflungwaddledee]

AN ACTUAL MERCH LINE WITH BANDEE PROPERLY IN IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AT LONG LAST!! YES!!!! HE'S IN LIKE... AT LEAST EIGHT OF THESE PIECES!!!!!!!!!

(source: kirby informer on twitter )

[miniagula]

movie sonadow would be so l umity-coded…and i say this bc their dynamic is similar to the games but with a different and tender perspective: they both empathize deeply with each other now, and this shadow is not as reticent or closed off bc of that. that being said: movie!sonic would ABSOLUTELY 'YOU'RE the sweet potato!' the hell out of shadow

[muffinlance]

Got some excellent friends from @palaeoplushies (le website link)

Toddler stole the ichthyosaur straight out of the box and baby has decided the bristlenose is a superior teething toy

...Friends have been made and lost

[id: Photo of a stuffed ichthyosaur and bristlenose plecostomus along with pins of an ichthyosaur, pterodactyl, and archaeopteryx. End id.]

[pixelatedraindrops]

“I’ll keep you safe and warm on the lonesome and cold nights that you can’t find any comfort.”

Further Rambling below

Yeah it recently occurred to me that I have not ever drawn a sick Makoto getting comforted by Yuma before (shocking)

Tbh, I think part of me was afraid to, thinking Makoto being clingy or afraid was out of character. (and yet I wrote a 25k long fanfic about that exact premise, but to be fair I was super nervous about that too when I released it to the public 💦)

But I also see Makoto as a very lonely person. So when he feels genuine warmth and comfort for the first time in his life, he probably eats that up and is likely very touch starved. Add a fever and delirium into that mix and he is SUPER clingy and needy.

I also hc that he sees his mask as a comfort item. Similar to kids having security blankets or adults finding comfort in a familiar object. So when feeling anxious, he’s either already wearing it, or he clings to it like a child would a comfort plushie. (so I drew it here lol)

The short story is that Yuma came to visit and look after Makoto on a day that he was not doing well. (overworked and stressed with a 38 degree c fever) Makoto is his normal sarcastic and playful self the whole day despite this, and he and Yuma bicker and argue a lot while Yuma takes care of him. Until the time comes for the two to sleep, which they do in the same bed. While asleep in the middle of the night, Makoto has an awful nightmare (likely of his UG lab experiences as a test subject) causing his fever to spike. He shivers in the dark whimpering, eyes shut and clinging his mask thinking he’s still in the dream. As Yuma wakes up hearing the noise, he notices his clone beside him in such a pitiful state and he assumes he’s merely shaking from his illness getting worse. Yuma decides the ideal solution is to aid him by warming him up with his own body heat. So he gently pulls Makoto’s shivering body into his own. While Yuma tries to go back to sleep still holding onto Makoto, the homunculus unconsciously snuggles deeper into his original’s frame. Finding even just a little bit of comfort and security in Yuma’s warm embrace as he tries to fall to slumber once again. He was in a safe place…for now.

I essentially got inspired by my own fanfic for this, it’s not the same, but it is similar. Also this is my first (or second?) time seriously drawing Post Game Yuma. I tried to make him look calm despite the situation. (unlike my fic where I made him super emotional lol) I really love the idea of Yuma being Makoto’s comfort and security person on the days he’s unwell or going through too much.

Featuring the stupid little pjs I gave them in my other art lol I’m not very creative, but these grown (4’11 foot tall) men look good in graphic patterned pjs x’D

This took me a few days to get done. Not the best but its okay x’D Cuddle poses are always tricky x-x

Well regardless, hope you enjoy the fluffy comfort 💜💙

[codgod]

snooork mimimimi

[khachmaxo]

one thing about frank furter and elizabeth sparkle is that they do NOT play around when it comes to their homunculus creations that they harbor complicated feelings towards.

[tkachuksoralfixation]

Um. Can Matthew Tkachuk not be gay on main please. I need bleach for my eyes

[waterfallofspace]

don't know how to format this post so welcome to waterfall is craving things and she doesn't know if it's more h-rny or lonely so enjoy a little snippet of what is playing on loop in my mind~

Person A: tshhieew!

Person B: Bless you, poor little thing~

Person A: I'm- eshh'iew! tschh- kngt'shhew! I'm not little!

Person B: Even if you aren't, your sneezes sure are~

Person A, blushing: No they're- eh'tnshiew! aeshh'iee!

Person B, with a smirk: What a poor, sneezy little thing~

[beanghostprincess]

Fem!Sanuso save me. Fem!Sanuso. Save me Fem!Sanuso.