#sillyness :3

[tobysbliss]

anyone here for some lee wilbur & ler quackity?

[saewokhrisz]

moar shuake retrospring requests

[zebbysart]

You know she had to do it to em

Thanks @dreadlordberri for putting the effort into going into the game to screenshot the background and putting it together so this didn't forever remain in WIP hell

[y-rhywbeth2]

Gortash needs to stop grinning his way through the exposition about how the world is most likely about to be conquered by mind flayers. It's like we're having two conversations at once: 'The world is in grave and immediate danger (I missed you so much.)'

Where is that Banite stoicism, sir?

[somegrumpynerd]

It's pride month, charlie! You know what that means! /Ref

[xxlady-lunaxx]

Fireflies (pt.1+2) | {ObaGiyuu}

Theme: Floof

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Giyuu and Obanai had been put on a mission together that night. It was dark as they walked, but warm. The summer air was almost suffocating in its heat, persperation dripping slowly down their faces.

They ignored this, however, quietly walking through the forest as they searched for any sign of the demon(s) they were sent to kill.

They came to a stop, eventually, both freezing when they heard a sound somewhere far off. Their eyes met and they nodded, listening closely for the demon. Then, upon having some vague sense on where it was, they ran towards the sound. 

The ground was grassy and their footsteps were muted by it as they weaved through the trees, spotting the demon instantly. Obanai propelled himself up, jumping off a tree and unsheathing his katana as he did.

Giyuu stayed on the ground, his katana held up and ready as he charged forward, slashing at the demon.

The demon, not having expected them, nearly got it's head cut off by Giyuu's katana, but moved back at the last second.

Obanai moved behind the demon, landing on its back.

The demon flipped him off, making Obanai have to steady himself. The demon, distracted, didn't notice Giyuu as he quickly slashed off its head, watching it topple down immediately.

"Is that all?" Obanai asked quietly, as they watched the demon disintigrate. 

"I doubt it. They would not send two Hashira, were it so," Giyuu murmured. He glanced down at the head, noting the number on one of the demons eyes. "A lowermoon."

Obanai nodded. 

They turned and continued to walk through the forest, fully on guard. For several minutes, they walked in silence, before, almost at once, both sensed a demon nearby—from opposite directions.

"You go that way, I'll go the other," Obanai said, immediately running off in the direction he'd sensed.

Giyuu sped off to the opposite direction, finding a small group of demons bickering about something. Quickly, before they noticed him, he decapitated most of the demons, killing the remaining right after.

Then he sheathed his katana, walking back to where he figured Obanai was, still looking around for any other demons.

He noticed Obanai up ahead and sped up slightly.

Obanai stood in the middle of a clearing, the demons he'd sensed mostly disintigrated now. Small fireflies were flying around him, making him look almost ethereal. He turned, noticing Giyuu, and gave him a nod. 

"You found them?" Obanai asked, stepping forward. He didn't seem to be paying the fireflies much attention as the flit around him, a small glow lighting them all up.

Giyuu nodded breathlessly, unsure why he was so drawn to Obanai suddenly. "Yes."

"We should stay here a bit, I don't know if that's all of them. The sun will rise in about..." Obanai paused. "I forgot."

"Two hours," Giyuu replied quickly, moving towards Obanai. 

"Right. Two hours." 

They stood side by side, the fireflies moving as if to make room for Giyuu in the clearing, although they hovered around the Hashira.

It was silent, with the faint sound of cicadas somewhere in the distance.

Giyuu moved slightly, facing Obanai. 

Obanai looked up, meeting his eyes. "Hm?"

"Nothing." 

Obanai gave him a perplexed look, his hair framing his face in the light. Kaburamaru, who sat on Obanai's shoulders, seemed to notice something Obanai hadn't and appeared to be smiling to himself.

"Alright," Obanai murmured.

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« Word count: 550 » (pt.1)

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(pt.2):

The light had begun to filter through the dense forest when Obanai and Giyuu proposed to go back, their mission finishing as the sun rose.

They walked quietly, their presences soothing each other. 

Giyuu was lost in thought, his mind drawing out Obanai's figure standing admist the fireflies, looking like some goddamn angel. His heart beat abnormally fast at the thought and he wondered what the hell was wrong with him. Obanai hadn't been particularily kind to him before, never had given him a second glance.

And yet.

And yet, Giyuu was in love. Had fallen into some feverish dream of admiration, his eyes wandering over to the Serpent Hashira.

Obanai didn't seem to notice, at first, keeping to himself. He held a hand up to Kaburamaru, stroking the snake's head affectionately. But then he turned slightly, and caught Giyuu's eye. 

"Why do you keep staring at me?" Obanai asked, cocking his head. He didn't sound mad, not yet, at least. He sounded curious, only.

"I... Apologies," Giyuu murmured, turning his flushed face away.

Obanai stopped and Giyuu mimicked him, unsure what was going to happen.

"Do you need anything?" the shorter of the two asked, crossing arms. Although his tone stayed placid, his eyes had a interested light to them.

"No," Giyuu replied quietly. That was a lie. Yes, yes he needed something. He needed someone. 

"Mhm. You might as well be the worst liar in history," Obanai said pointedly, rolling his eyes.

"...Sorry."

 "Is something wrong?" he asked, raising an eyebrow. "Just tell me, Tomioka."

"No... Why do you keep asking?" Giyuu said, changing the subject.

"You're the one who was staring at me. I have the right to know why!" Obanai said, which was a fair point, unfortunately. 

"...Okay," Giyuu mumbled. "But you won't like it."

"Obviously. I won't tell anyone what you say, if that makes you feel better," he offered. 

"Right." Giyuu hesitated. "I think I like you."

A pause.

"What?"

"I like you," Giyuu repeated.

"No, I heard that, don't... don't say it again," Obanai mumbled, flushed. He brought his hand up to his face, his sleeve obscuring his expression.

"Oh." 

There was another moment of silence as Giyuu waited for a reaction. 

"Are you mad?" he asked finally, unsure what to make of his unanswered confession.

"I'm not," Obanai said, albeit he turned away. "No. I'm not mad."

"Then... what?"

"You're talking a lot today," he said quietly, trying to steer away from having to answer. 

"I am?" 

"Yes."

"If you're not mad, then what are you?" Giyuu asked, going back to the previous subject.

"I'll... respond... later," Obanai murmured, starting to walk again, picking up his pace.

Giyuu, deciding this was fair, followed him quickly. 

The air was beginning to warm as the sun slowly made its ascent into the sky and the two Hashira found the path out of the forest, making their way back.

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« Word count: 500 »

it's short and it's silly and I'll probably have to write a part 3 but whatever 

love you all<3

« Word count (for pt.1+pt.2): 1050»

[polytide-era]

Grandtide Era !!! 😋😋

Closeups under da cut :3

[shadowmilkinplacesheshouldntbe]

*bites*☀️

!! BLOOD WARNING !!

" ... Hah?"

" Eheh... eheheh... I... I don't think anyone's gotten to wound me like this in a long time..."

He's smiling, not the good, happy kind of smile though. It's more like a smile twisted with pain.

" Ahahahah... Oh wow! It really hurts! Guess that's what losing an arm does for ya! Hahahaha!"

It hurts.

It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurt-

" ..."

" A-ah... Kenzie..?"

" Such violent actions towards us is not permitted upon this blog."

carefully, she scooped Shadow Milk into her hand. Carrying him away from the impaled anon, though it didn't seem like he was bothered by the impalement, more like the Silver Knife used to do that.

" Come on, let's get you fixed up."

~ FIRST ASK PERIOD IS OVER !! ~

It seems that Mackenzie and Shadow Milk will be gone for a while...

[connorsandr0id]

I have so many things to say about this image ALKASJSKM. He's just standing there getting arrested with a silly face he's so :3 😭😭

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[frankenjoly]

Can you please do “ ‘Why can't you see yourself the way I do?’ ‘Why can't you see the truth about me?’ ” with sskk I love your writing so much 🥺🥺🥺

“C’mon! Please?” Atsushi was saying, gesturing frantically. He didn’t like how the argument was escalating, or how the odds of it blowing up and becoming a full-fledged fight weren’t zero (because, when it was the two of them, they never truly were). “Why can’t you see yourself the way I do?” It wasn’t the best way to put it into words, maybe, but at least his words sounded like a plea instead of commanding. He hoped.

“Why can’t I–? Me?” Akutagawa scoffed. “Why can’t you see the truth about me? It’s not difficult.” He didn’t get up from the bed, but moved backwards to sit further from Atsushi, in a demeanor he obviously recognized as defensive. “Besides, those are big words coming from you. Follow your own advice, and then we can talk.”

“Y’know how I can just tell you to do the same, right?”

“And do you know we won’t go anywhere with this, jinko?” Another scoff, which was replied to by a brief groan from Atsushi. It was true; at that rate, they weren’t going to do anything but get stuck in a pointless loop of throwing the same words at each other. 

That was why he fell silent for a while, considering his options before switching strategies.

“Listen.” Atsushi finally went on, motioning to close the small distance Akutagawa had put between them and stretching one hand in his direction. There was a small moment of silence, of stillness, before his boyfriend gave in and liked their fingers together. “I’m looking better than you think, ‘kay?”

“So am I.” Was the immediate answer.

“... Dude.”

“Please, do me a favor and never address me like that again. Anyway, I was talking about my vision of you.” Akutagawa then held onto his hand tighter.

“Alright.” A soft smile started appearing on Atsushi’s face, as he lifted both their hands to leave a kiss over the back of Akutagawa’s. “Can we settle on how each one of us has a more correct perception of the other and go get dinner?”

(Also on ao3.)

[swiftmitsu]

i think @opalyap is cool

my wife is @peachyruss

@turdthenerd is gay

:}

[oohbuggypie]

Great Tiger on tha poleee doodle bcuz

1) my dancer au duh

2) i saw a pic of this lady but im rlly dumb and i thought she was defying gravity on a pole but she was just laying on the floor ; but the defying gravity on a pole literally SCREAMED GT so this was created 🩷

[anhonest-puck]

ur header reminds me of

ohhhh….. you are so right…….

[abuglikecreature]

okok yay can i have a scapegrace stimboard with a focus on writing/journaling/calligraphy 😄

ofc !! srry this took awhile lols i went for a snooze right before u asked :3

ta da!! i had fun wit this one, the lil scapey doodle was fun to draw :3

sources <:)

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[veetri-bitcrush]

Thinking about how they went and upgraded Raiden's model just to make that shitpost video teasing MGS4.

[somegrumpynerd]

5 hours is more than enough sleep for an 8 hour shift in fact it may be too much