#sorry i’m not tagging everyone

[bloomeng]

Mondstadt characters headcanons: when they go to bed (and when they get up):

Jean: if she had it her way she’d be in bed by 9/ still she’s fairly diligent about being asleep before midnight (she gets up super early in order to have 20 mins to herself)

Lisa: goes to bed at 10 no matter what— she values her beauty sleep— she learned from her experience as a student that staying up super late was actually less productive; she will lay in bed reading for at least an hr tho (ideally she gets up around 9-10, don’t talk to her before coffee)

Klee: Jean set her bedtime, 8:30, and she does everything in her power to fight it/ she is always asleep by 9/ can’t sleep without dodoco (she’s awake as soon as the sun is)

Albedo: the most fucked sleep schedule you’ve ever seen, his logic being “well technically i’m not human so i don’t need sleep” which isn’t really true/ will literally go days without sleeping and then just pass out/ turns out yes he does need sleep just less of it but even then he’s still not getting enough (wakes up whenever something finally disturbs his nap)

Sucrose: goes to bed late-ish/ tries to be good about going to bed but often gets wrapped up in her work/ generally gets tired around midnight and is asleep by 1/ gets cold easily so she sleeps with multiple blankets/ i get the feeling she’d love asmr but alas… instead i think she would leave the window open to hear the sounds of the city, which is ironic bc she gets cold (gets up at a reasonable time but not exactly happy to be up either)

Kaeya: runner up for worst sleep schedule in Mondstadt/ often falls asleep working and will wake up hrs later with a sore neck/ at home he sleeps on his couch more often then his bed/ has accidentally been found asleep at his desk the next morning more than once/ it’s not healthy but he’s learned to function on only a couple hrs of sleep each day (if left undisturbed he typically wakes up around noon)

Diluc: ideally he’s in bed by 9/ the only thing that keeps him from his bedtime is his vigilante work which he tries to wrap up before midnight so that he can be asleep by 1/ not immune to the “falling asleep at his desk” disease/ usually Adelinde finds him and makes him go to bed/ requires his eight hours/ gets hot easily but likes the weight of the blanket so he will sleep with his feet sticking out/ sleeps in the middle of the bed (usually the sun wakes him up/ has a hard time sleeping in)

Rosaria: often stays up late, though she doesn’t fight sleep/ usually manages to sleep around 1-2 in the morning/ is a light sleeper and tends not to sleep very well (gets up late/ it’s pretty much expected at this point that she isn’t going to make it to any early service)

Barbara: has a bedtime that she strictly adheres to/ also has a whole nighttime routine/ is asleep by 9:30 (gets up extremely early to work on her own personal projects, like song writing etc.)

Mona: horrible sleep schedule/known to go bed at 4am/ often takes naps in the evening which ruins her schedule/ gets invested in projects and will work on them through the night/ has a lengthy nightly routine that she will do in the wee hrs of the morning (wakes up in the afternoon/ do not make morning plans with her she will be there but she will be a nightmare to be around)

Fischl: would go to bed later but she still lives with her parents/ they force her to be in bed by 11/ reads in bed until midnight and is fully asleep by 1 (generally awake by 9)

Eula: goes to bed ridiculously early so that she can get up ridiculously early/ has a nighttime routine and cannot sleep with any light/ wears one of those sleeping masks (typically uses the morning to exercise)

Amber: goes to bed around 9-10 usually/ super sound sleeper, very hard to wake her up/ has a tendency to move around a lot in her sleep (is a morning person)

Bennett: everything I said about Amber but also he drools/ often falls off his bed (his dads have learned to be up before him so that he won’t attempt to cook breakfast by himself)

Razor: goes to bed when the sunsets wakes up with the sunrise/ very diligent about this schedule/ light sleeper/ tends to prefer harder mattresses/ gets hot easily so he usually discards his blanket (wouldn’t say he is particularly a morning person not that he’s grumpy it’s more that he literally can’t sleep with the sun out)

Noelle: goes to bed early bc she has to be up early (has to be at work but also bc she trains beforehand)

Diona: doesn’t have a bedtime, or at least not one that is enforced/ she usually is asleep by 11/ tends to be a light sleeper (gets up around 8-9 but is not a morning person/ very grumpy for the first hr of being awake)

Venti: does he need sleep??/ sleeps for fun whenever he wants to/ naps often so he has no schedule/ nobody knows where he goes after the taverns close (a morning person/ loves watching the sunrise/ ppl hate being around him in the morning bc he’s far too energetic)

Mika: strict schedule/ whole day is thrown off if his sleep schedule is not maintained/ has a hard time getting to sleep bc his mind loves to supply him with awkward memories (wakes up early/ does not like sleeping in)

+ Dainsleif: he wishes he had a bedtime/ he used to but that fell apart when khaenri'ah fell/ was always a light sleeper but his sleep is worse now bc of the curse/ sleeps in small spurts/ not-so-secretly misses his fancy fluffy white bed (not exactly a morning person but enjoys being up early and the peacefulness of the morning)

[cardbored-box]

Redrew this scene because it is a renaissance painting to me

[peculiardiction]

Some tiny robins and a little superboy to boot!

[ducktracy]

there are a lot of evil people in the world and a lot of darkness in the world and so it’s very important for me to stress that now more than ever is the time to spread kindness and compassion. combat the evil by not only not partaking in it, but actively refuting it. destroy the notion that being compassionate or generous or kind to someone is uncool or embarrassing or even scary. be the change you want to see. start a chain reaction. positivity only breeds more positivity. do an act of kindness for someone so that that person who is too afraid to do it themselves can see you, realize that they’re not alone, and perhaps sheepishly follow your example. and then the next person who is too afraid but sees that person can do the same. when bad news comes out about bad people or horrible atrocities in the world it’s such an easy impulse to despair, and obviously it’s important to feel what you need to feel. grieve. be angry. be sorrowful. be empathetic. but dust off your pants and get up and be a part of a chain reaction that, no matter how small the scale, and spread compassion and love and care. all the reasons why you might not—“it’s hard! it’s scary! people will make fun of me! it’s useless because there’s too much evil!” are all grade A arguments as to why you should. you have no idea how many people you could inspire to do the same. even if it doesn’t get you anyway far, you can at least say you have the nobility of trying. please choose love and please choose life. you are worth loving and you are worth inspiring others to love

[sandeewithtwoe]

Collab I did with my good friend @vaguerival

Ink belongs to

Error belongs to loverofpiggies

Warning: tentacle tongue kissing under the cut (I’m sorry)

Transcription:

Classic: uh, we gather here today blah blah blah blah… speak now or forever hold your peace

Fell: yeah actually-

Nightmare: NO NO NO EVERYTHING’S FINE!

Nightmare: Everything’s fine, please continue the ceremony ❤️

Classic: uhm, okay, so anyways…

(1 DAY LATER)

Ink: ITS LIKE YOU NEVER EVEN WANTED A CHILD TO BEGIN WITH! WE’RE OVER!!

Error: FINE! I WANTED A DIVORCE ANYWAYS!

Ink: You… you wanted a divorce too?

Error: uh, yeah?

Ink: It’s…

Error: It’s like…

Both: We were made for each other

[mxmarsbars]

my piece for the @hermitseasonzine 🎉✨

I absolutely LOVED the dare stick arc and had so much fun bringing it to life!! :D

[aherosoup]

happy appreciation day stupid <3

plus some little bonus bday/appreciation day doodles!

[raplinenthusiasts]

BTS 💿 | DISCOGRAPHY 2013 - 2024

spotify template cr. 0613data, namuspromised

[sketchingstars03]

okay guys Undertale AU Fandom PSA we gotta set something straight

UTMV is our fandom’s acronym, not UTAU

UTAU doesn’t stand for Undertale AU, it’s the name of a vocal synthesizer program akin to Vocaloid.

UTMV stands for Undertale Multiverse and will prevent fandom mix-ups

Please I don’t wanna confuse the vocal synth fandom with our nonsense (affectionate), they shouldn’t have to witness Sans Undertale flooding their tag when they just wanna see Kasane Teto 😭

[frogs-in3-hills]

a family that grows and grows <3

[jellinuy]

౨ৎ — fluff ending to part 1. wc; 1k.

“…oru…satoru.”

an eye opened. then two. white lashes fluttered around hazy blue irises as the sorcerer began to come to his senses, adjusting the sunglasses that had slid down his nose with a small, ‘hm?’

at the sound of your voice, gojo’s eyes slid around to take in the scenery. but he could’ve sworn you just… wasn't he back at jujutsu high a minute ago? in the infirmary? but instead, the teenager found himself sitting on a bench, his body sheathed in dancing blue artificial light and the passing shadows of ocean creatures behind glass.

the aquarium, he realized, his heart rate spiking. it wasn’t real.

“y/n,” he mumbled slowly, a lazy grin on his face, and never before had gojo been so happy to say your name to you.

“that’s me,” and the full, clear sight of you brings immediate relief — a painkiller for the heartache he’d just endured in his sleep. it was still rattling to him, after all this time, how realistic his nightmares were. he swore he saw the blood soak the pure, ivory sheet that covered you, the paling of your dying skin, the emptiness where your gorgeous, beating heart should’ve been. felt his own heart rip nerve by nerve and his stomach clench into an ugly knot as yaga told him you were “killed in action”: finite, just like that. you were gone.

he’d never been so glad to be awake, to be here, in front of some stupid fish tank, with you. he took in your face as you talk, a worried crease in your brow when you see your reflection in his blue eyes, now glassy. transparent and red-rimmed. vulnerable, if you looked close enough.

“you, um… fell asleep on my shoulder,” you spoke when he didn’t. “you okay? been getting enough sleep?”

oh. that was another thing i loved, he remembered, and it was like his body knew you the way his heart did, as his smile stretched into a pair of dimples. your stupidly big heart.

“…yeah. don’t worry your pretty little head about me,” he assured her, much quieter than regular old satoru gojo would have. cerulean peeked out at you from over his sunglasses and from under his hair, trying to say the words his mouth couldn’t as he rested his head on your shoulder.

call him clingy, but he wouldn’t move for anything right now. feeling you, alive and well and happy against him, that was enough.

knowing you were here was enough.

in an attempt to make small talk, you lifted you arm — the one he wasn’t using as a pillow — to point at a passing beluga whale at the massive tank in front of you both.

“satoru, look, a belu—”

“y/n, i’m in love with you.”

he lied. it wasn’t enough. he didn’t just want to be near you, to be close, yet still at arms length, he wanted to be in your arms. to kiss your face and make you smile at him in a different way than with everyone else. to nap with you on days he didn’t feel like “the strongest”, to be weak around you, to feel those damned butterflies every time he heard you call him “baby.” that was what he wanted — to openly love you, to be loved in return by you and nobody else.

“you… huh?” your hearts pounded in tandem, slamming against your ribs uncontrollably, to the point where it hurt to breathe in the best way possible. “wh… s…say that again?” you must’ve heard wrong, must’ve misinterpreted.

“…said ‘m in love with you,” he repeated, muffled due to his cheek squished against your shoulder. “like, i wanna be a jellyfish with you.”

“…oh.”

“yeah.”

it would be a lie to say that you hadn’t noticed the way your best friend looked at you, the blatantly obvious hearts in all six eyes when he laid them on you, so this wasn’t as unexpected as you made it look.

“…i think,” dry as your mouth was, you still spoke. your eyes weren’t trained on him, but instead at the fish in the life-sized tank, the shadows of passing jellyfish diluting the clear blue luminescence of the waterlogged glass periodically, “i might be in love with you, too.” it came out shakier than you wanted, but you patted yourself on the back for even getting it out at all. and it was true. you came to know him, to appreciate him, to be annoyed by him, to fighting by his side, to wishing you could be there forever, next to him.

in typical gojo fashion, he makes a face. you can’t see it, because he’s still resting on your shoulder, but you feel the indent of his cheek as he pouts. his hand not-so-subtly sneaks down to yours, and he prods your fingers open so he can slide his palm on top of yours. you swear you would’ve fallen over if you weren’t sitting.

“you ‘might’? i just told you i wanna live as a sea creature with you forever, and you ‘might’ like me back?” he mumbles: maybe he spoke clearly, actually — you don’t know, because the only thing in your ears is the pumping of your blood.

the lovestruck idiot pokes at you again — “c’mon, y/n, say it properly.”

his fingers play with yours, scratching your palm gently, tracing hearts into your skin. his head continued to rest on you, and he was ever grateful you couldn’t feel the warmth of his red face through your shirt, the burning of his ears. he’d find some way to make today last forever if he had to, if it meant sitting here next to the best friend he’d come to see as more, just watching fish swim. your hand finally clenched around his, slightly clammy, and clearly nervous, but it was your hand, so he couldn’t care less. and you squeezed his hand and said it right, because if gojo had the right to anything in this world, it was your heart.

“yeah… you’re right… i’m in love with you, satoru. let’s be jellyfish in our next lives.”

@boundedbyfate, @c4ndytr4p, @iluvies, @sad-darksoul, @fayereblogs-4, @ratmilk14, @lovelymimimoo

[candyheartedchy]

Here y’all go!

[shima-draws]

Nami: So really what I’m saying is that you should probably have some sort of requirement for what you’re looking for in a romantic partner

Nami: And then you can marry them. Like I married Vivi :)

Luffy: I just want someone who can cook for me!

Luffy: But Sanji already does that. And nobody can cook better than Sanji. And nobody is prettier than Sanji

Luffy: So I’ll just marry Sanji! :D

Nami: Oh my god??

Sanji:

Sanji: Wait hold on back up wait a second—

[heshemejoshi]

brand new body

[kingofsalmonids]

BIG RUN TODAY. 1 HOUR.

BIG RUN BIG FUN!

[vicartless-bowuigi-space-au]

“What are you scared of?”

Luigi felt the Star's unease fill his every being—a child shaking in a dark alley, crowding against a corner with no escape. And with a voice that stole Luigi's breath, the Star responded.

“Her.”