#that was the name of my dog 🥺

[mjfass]

Spike is so cute. I want one. Is it on AEW Shop? Does it come in pink?

[royaltea000]

You’re my baby, say it to me

[half-bakedboy]

Number 2 from the 50 cliché tropes and prompts

Your shirt/jumper was in the laundry pile and I couldn't help but steal it

Buck never understood why he had lost so many sweatshirts and button-downs to past girlfriends. Nine times out of ten, they didn't even remotely fit their figure and they were only worn in the comfort of Buck's home anyways. 

Then he started staying over Tommy's house more and more. He'd always come prepared–an overnight bag filled with an extra LAFD shirt, a pair of jeans, a pair of chinos, and two shirts, one with a collar and one without–just in case he needed to rush out in the morning. 

This morning, he isn’t quite as prepared as he wishes he had been. Tommy’s in the shower after sleepily kissing Buck good morning and Buck promised he’d run Hercules–Tommy’s ten-year-old retired racing greyhound–outside before Tommy dropped Buck off at work. Thunder crashes outside and rain pounds on the roof, and Buck didn’t even think to bring a jacket. 

He looks around the bedroom closet, careful not to invade the private space too much, but he doesn’t see anything that might help. He knows there’s an umbrella waiting beside the door, but he’s already shivering from the chill sneaking in through the closed windows and Buck knows he’ll need something to protect his skin. 

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees a pullover laid neatly on top of the laundry pile. It’s similar to his LAFD one, but a lighter blue that matches Tommy’s on-duty uniform. It won’t keep him dry, but it’ll keep him warm and keep the water off of his skin which is all he has time to care about. He snatches it up and shouts to Tommy that he’s taking the dog outside even though he’s not sure he’s heard. 

Before he gets too far, Buck pauses to get the pullover on. The first thing he notices is how much bigger it is on him. He’s not a small guy by any means, and he’s not much smaller than Tommy–at least he thinks–but there’s so much extra fabric that he has to bundle it up at his waist. He can also tell that the back doesn’t stretch taut against his shoulder blades and that the neckline slouches a little in the front. 

It’s strange to wear something so unfit for him, but at the same time, Buck can’t help but feel giddy. He glances at himself in the mirror and feels small, but not in the way he usually does. It doesn’t make him feel inconsequential or overlooked, but like he’s protected and well-loved. It stirs inside of his stomach until the joy begins to bubble in his chest. 

He notices that Tommy’s name is embroidered just over his heart, and he brings his fingers there to trace over the lettering. It takes everything in him not to whisper his name combined with Tommy’s last and he wonders if this was how his old girlfriends felt when they stole his LAFD shirts that had his name brazen on the back. 

Where he expected to be a bit embarrassed at the claiming nature of it all, he can’t help but feel… powerful. Yeah, there’s something powerful about wearing someone else's name, like he’s screaming to the world that Tommy is off-limits because he’s Buck’s. 

He’s Buck’s. 

He’s too busy thinking about what exactly that means for him to hear the bathroom door open and a freshly showered and shaved Tommy emerge. Another figure beside Buck’s reflection startles him but Tommy’s reassuring hands slide around his waist. It’s strange how normal it feels to have strong, long arms wrapped around him and a broad chest waiting to hold him up as he leans back against it. 

“You’re wet,” Buck says, feeling the dampness on Tommy’s unclothed chest. He’s in sweatpants like he’s ready to lounge around for the day, but the bare skin of his upper body is clearly on display where Buck’s body isn’t hiding it. He wants to pull away just so he can take another peek. 

Tommy doesn’t seem to notice nor care that Buck is analyzing them because he’s too busy doing the same. There’s something in his eyes, though, that sends an eruption of warmth to Buck’s face. Tommy tugs at the extra fabric at Buck’s waist like he’s having the same realization as Buck did, and then he slides one hand up Buck’s chest to trace his name. He whispers each letter like a secret into Buck’s ear, piercing eyes never leaving Buck’s in the mirror. 

Buck shivers, pressing back against Tommy and leaning his head back so that it plops on Tommy’s shoulder comfortably. Tommy finishes his name before dragging a finger to the neckline of the pullover and letting it hang there like a weight that keeps Buck grounded.

“You’re wearing my jumper,” Tommy points out like he doesn’t already know. Buck suddenly feels anxious, like he’s made a horrible mistake, and stands back up straight. He turns to look at Tommy as he speaks. 

“Is that okay? I didn’t bring a jacket so I figured—” 

Tommy kisses him before he can finish, and Buck can only hope it becomes a pattern. 

It’s just as soft as their first kiss and every kiss they’ve shared since then, but it grows in passion second by second. Tommy is gripping the fabric at Buck’s waist like he’s deciding whether he wants to pull it over Buck’s head or leave it on his forever. Buck holds his naked shoulders, palms sliding down the hard planes of his chest then his abs, before sliding underneath the waistband of his sweatpants. 

When a cold nose hits his hand, Buck jumps back, out of breath and startled. Hercules is staring up at them like he’s let them have their fun and he’s done waiting to go outside. Tommy swipes at his face as he chuckles and Buck leans down to pat Herc’s head. 

“I’m sorry, Buddy. Am I stealing all of your dad’s attention?” Buck coos, and he can almost hear Tommy’s good-natured eye roll. 

“Well, if Evan here is done distracting me, I’m sure he’d be more than happy to take you outside, huh?” 

“Oh, if Evan is done distracting you? Like you didn’t just walk out of the shower half-naked and damp and looking like you wanted to drop to your kn–” Buck inhales deeply when Tommy glances down then back up and raises his eyebrows. “Alright, I’m out of here. Be right back,” he promises, pressing one last kiss to Tommy’s reddened lips. 

“Mhm,” Tommy hums, watching him start to walk away. 

“Do you want your pullover back?” Buck asks, because he figures that’s what he would’ve wanted to be asked. 

“As far as I’m concerned, it’s yours now.”

It sounds a lot like I’m yours now, but Buck doesn’t dare ask. Instead, he takes Hercules out, ignoring the storm rumbling above him, and strokes his thumb distractingly against Tommy’s name over his heart. He guesses he’s Tommy’s now, too.

(now on ao3)

[xxplastic-cubexx]

absent mindedly thought about how lilandra probably uses like ninety terms of endearment in a sentence when talking to charles and let out a cheeky chuckle

[timothyslucy]

they were literally in middle school!!!!! why'd they have to go and do all of that?!??!??!?!!!!?!???!!!!!!! 😩😩

[sunlightfeeling]

dude sitting next to Pon was more startled by Takuya’s grab than Pon himself was 🗿

Kusanagi Tsuyoshi’s Ganbatta Taisho: 2007.9.10

[emily-mooon]

Rip Jonathan and Will you would have loved nintendogs

[ragingbullmode]

😭 my brother wants to commission me to paint over some copies of his mtg cards ougkdkksksljkl

[lady-potato-ninja]

It's only 7h30 and it's been such a day already 😅 I got the jumpscare of my life because of a doggy (forgiven since it was a cutie pie) and then one of the older man I take care of at my job tried to hit me three times (forgiven because of Alzheimer related illness). The day just started 😅😅

[britneyshakespeare]

there is so much merchandise out there that's like "mom life" but i would KILL for a nice sweatshirt that had "ECCENTRIC UNWED AUNT" embroidered on the front

[thedeadthree]

OLGA (tlou) ⚕️| IRYNA + vasil (tlou) 💀

AEREA (star wars) 🔮 | ALPHONSA + lord barkus (dao) 🕊

VINDAMEA (tesv) 🗡 | CARANTHIR (tesv) 👑

VIOLANTE (dbd) 🕷 | EDWEN (vtm) ♟

UNA (hotd) 🐍 | VALAENYA + dark sister (asoiaf) ⚔️

TAGGED BY @jendoe, @chuckhansen, @phillipsgraves, @shadowglens, @detectivelokis, @aceghosts, @florbelles, @leviiackrman, @shellibisshe, @minaharkers, @corvosattano, @nightbloodraelle, and @aartyom to make a few dears in this cutest picrew! ty so much loves!

TAGGING: @feystepped, @griffin-wood, @risingsh0t, @unholymilf, @marivenah, @gwynbleidd, @queennymeria, @denerims, @girlbosselrond, @honeysofte, @gelvaan, @calenhads, @rosebarsoap and @kingsroad <3

[rimouskis]

also I now have had literally like three people, minimum, who have stayed in my humble abode say I designed a lovely home. my decorating sensibilities are honed. in a past life I was the world's most renowned interior designer who was killed in a tragic chandelier accident and was reincarnated as a hockey-obsessed midwesterner.

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

Aaaaah yes, I know!! I got really excited when I saw this ask game :D

Ghostbur

Favorite line

Dang, this one’s hardddd! He has so many good lines!!

“You die in the end, so we may as well just be friends.” — Just… 🥺🥺🥺

The fact that he sees fighting and enemies and arguing as ultimately pointless, and thinks that just getting along is the better option… I think it says a lot about his character, and I hekkin love it :)

“I sowed the seeds of peace, yet I’m the one who pays for war.” — THE POETICNESS?? HELLO???

“Villains are just heroes you haven’t convinced yet.” — This is a paraphrase because I can’t quite remember the exact wording, but LAGSJSVSJSVAHSC!!! And the fact that he’s talking about Wilbur makes it hit a lot harder dangggg

Unpopular opinion about them

He does have childish aspects about him!

I think a lot of people are worried that Ghostbur will be infantilized if anyone refers to him as childish, and I get that! Unfortunately, a lot of people do infantilize him, and it’s really sad to see :(

But when people try to ignore all the parts of Ghostbur that really are more childish, they end up not getting the full picture. Yes, he runs away from bad/scary things and has a best friend who’s a sheep and speaks in a very simple manner… and that’s fine?? That’s just Ghostbur! That’s how he is, and I think it’s cool!

Ghostbur can have childish aspects about him while still being an interesting, deep, beautiful character—and I’d argue that his childish aspects make him more interesting, actually! I find him really relatable because of that :)

If they had a tumblr what would it look like?

Very sweet and innocent! His blog colors would be light blue and purple, and he’d reblog photos of flowers and nature and creatures and people, and he’d make posts about little things like what he had for breakfast and what he saw on his walk with Friend, and he’d use lots of emoticons like :3 :D :))) ^-^

He’d post lots of pictures, too; of Friend, of Tommy, of leaves, of bugs, of him and Tommy and him and Friend and Sweet Blue sitting on a nest and Phil drinking tea and Techno definitely not wanting a picture alsvskvdksfs

I think he’d also post videos of him playing guitar and singing :) And it would be so calm and quiet and peaceful and he’d film it outside at twilight and there’d be bug-sounds in the background and wind blowing through leaves.

…now I’m sad that I can’t watch those videos :(

But yeah, his blog would be so darn sweet! He’d never post/reblog anything sad; his blog would be a safe place.

Though every once in a while, he’d make a short post asking why everything hurts, why everything is hard, why his head hurts when he thinks of hard things, why everyone looks at him strangely, why bad thoughts come when he can’t stop them.

And then the next day, the post would be deleted and he’d reblog a photo of a flock of sheep and everything would be normal again.

(I cannot tell you enough how much I wish this was real and that he had a blog I could follow I cannot TELL YOU ENOUGH-)

What they really think about themselves

Oooh… oh boy.

Ghostbur thinks that he’s weak. He thinks that he’s not as strong as Wilbur was, and not as great as him. He thinks that he can’t protect the people he loves, no matter how hard he tries. He thinks that he lets Tommy down again and again. He thinks that if he’d tried harder, then Tommy would be okay. He thinks that if he was a better protecter, then Friend would be okay. He thinks that if he listened better, he wouldn’t let so many people down. He thinks that people are disappointed in him—and why shouldn’t they be? Ghostbur’s disappointed in him, too.

Ghostbur thinks that he’s wrong. He thinks that maybe, if he tried hard enough, really truly tried, then he could be better. He could, maybe, be good. He could, maybe, help people. Just maybe.

But the thing is, Ghostbur doesn’t think that he ever tries hard enough. He always thinks he comes up short. He always thinks he ends up hurting people.

And he doesn’t want to. He really doesn’t want to. More than anything, he wants to be enough to help the people he loves, truly.

But he’s not. Ghostbur is not enough, and he will never be enough, and people will get hurt, and Ghostbur didn’t try hard enough. He never tries hard enough.

Great NOW I’M SAD!!! DUDE!!! GHOSTBUR I WANT TO GRAB YOU BY THE SHOULDERS AND LOOK INTO YOUR EYES AND SAY, “IT’S OKAY! YOU’RE OKAY! YOU HELP PEOPLE! YOU HELP TOMMY! YOU DIDN’T LET HIM DOWN! HE LOVES YOU, GHOSTBUR! YOU ARE LOVED! YOU ARE SO UNBELIEVABLY LOVED! I PROMISE!”

If they could have lunch with anyone in the world (living or dead, from any fictional universe or the real world), who would it be?

Easy: Tommy and Friend :)

Ghostbur wouldn’t really care about having lunch with anyone else; Tommy and Friend are his very best friends in the whole world, so why would he choose others over them?

No no, they would all go to a nice little diner and Tommy and Ghostbur would sit in the booths (Ghostbur insisted that they sit on the same booth, much to Tommy’s annoyance) and Friend would sit next to the table and they would all get yummy food and Friend would get a nice big salad with fruits and veggies and green leaves and Tommy would get pasta and Ghostbur would get a hot dog and Tommy would get marinara sauce on his face and Ghostbur would take his own sweet time eating and he’d keep pausing so he could pet Friend and it drives Tommy crazy and then Ghostbur and Tommy talk for a long time until they get hungry again and they order cream soda ‘n ice cream floats and Ghostbur uses a straw and Tommy uses a spoon and Friend gets a bunch of fresh fruit and they’re all very happy and it’s a lovely time <3

Friend

Best personality trait

His devotion—he’s always there for Ghostbur, no matter what. Heck, even when Friend dies he always returns for Ghostbur, without fail. He loves Ghostbur, and Ghostbur loves him, and aaaaaaah <3

OH OH OH!!! OH MY GOSH!!! PINESTRIPE I DON’T KNOW IF YOU’VE SEEN THIS CLIP YET BUT OH MY GOSH!!! IT’S CANON AND SET IN LIMBO AND AND AND AKAVSKWVSKSGSJ (ignore the chat box lol)

IT MADE ME TEAR UP JUST NOW!!! GHOSTBUR QUIETLY CRYING AND FRIEND SHOWING UP AND LOOKING AROUND AND “BAA-ING” WHEN HE SEES GHOSTBUR AND GHOSTBUR’S VOICE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH

How they feel about Sweet Blue

Sweet Blue my beloveddddd!

For those who don’t know, me and Pinestripe came up with a chicken OC that Ghostbur adopts, because why the heck not? :)

I think that Friend is chill about her. Friend doesn’t really have a super loud personality, so he doesn’t… show that much affection lol. He’s just Chill.

He’ll gently nudge Sweet Blue away from a dangerous bug or a creek, and let her rest on his back while he walks, and even let her make a next in his wool, but he’s not like, all over her or anything 😅

He loves her, that’s for sure. He loves her a whole bunch, and is quite protective—partially because she’s young and partially because she’s small.

Their idea of a perfect day

Cool weather, fluffy clouds, blue sky, gentle breeze, fields of green grass, bugs singing, leaves rustling, and, of course, Ghostbur at his side <3

(And a carrot would definitely Improve the day lol)

On a more simple note, a day where Ghostbur is happy; the ghost has far too many hard days, where he’s upset or crying or stays inside or buries his face into Friend’s wool and sobs. Friend doesn’t like those days. He doesn’t like it when Ghostbur is upset.

So when Ghostbur is happy and smiling and pointing at bugs and laughing and gazing up at the sky and petting Friend and walking through the woods and hugging his sheep, Friend is also happy. Very, very happy.

[no-i-cant-decide]

We have a new addition ❤️

[erythristicbones]

treated myself to a design from my favorite designer last night bc i work today and i'll make that $15 back plus more.......but also bc i work today i can't stare at it lovingly and think of a backstory

[elysiumcalled]

Ok I admit, she is cute 🥺