#thats their duo name right?

[butter-the-spark]

Jimmy and Zedaph hangin' out, what will they do?

Happy with how this turned out they're such guys (I really liked when they interacted in the charity stream)

[flowerquib]

MONEY MONEY MONEY

MUST BE FUNNY

IN A RICH MAN'S WORLD

(I speedran this LOL also bunny hybrid tubbo bc fuck u thats why)

In reality they looked like this but that's okay I love them anyway

[holysheithyall]

i hope nothing bad happens to them

[whoturnedgravityoff]

genderswapped death duo as that one lesbian ship pose

[aziidaa]

their family is so :’]

[shroommush]

Paradoxcicle chapter 27 spoilers under cut!!

SCHLATT AND TED ARE JOINING THE PARADOXCICLE CAST THIS IS THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE

He got a little spooked

Anyways yes PARADOXCICLE BY @blipple-is-confused ON A03 HAVE A GOOD DAY IM GONNA GO MAKE MY SOUP NOW

Okay but side note i got an idea. And the idea is writing fanfiction about my favourite fanfic.

Get this; robert drops his camera somewhere and mr cycle has to go get it for him- but mr cycle still doesnt know about roberts vision quirk, so hes a bit lost on why robert cant get it himself.

I am LOSING my MIND over the idea, and i just have this one line stuck in my head of when robert tells mr cycle why he couldnt get his camera on his own, and mr cycles only concern is that this whole time he hasnt been looking robert in the eyes and AUHDHDHD

I think ive lost it, but would you guys be interested if i made a little one shot thing about that here on tumblr?

[noisesfrombeyondtheuniverse]

If someone tried to summarize the entirety of 3rd life what do you guys think the most important parts from session 1 would be

[loviielilies]

feeling very multifandom today :9 ‼️ have a piece of hazbin hotel art from yours truly 😼😼 its hell’s greatest dads 😨⁉️

i am suffering.

[sunn-kist]

Hey Joel

"I'm fine, Grian. What are you doing here anyway, don't you have other blokes to bother?"

Grian was leaning against the counter, looking aggravatingly casual for someone who had been mining vertically all day. He raised an eyebrow in false confusion. "What other blokes?"

"Jesus—" Joel ran a hand down his face. "We're on Hermitcraft, why aren't you with your husbands?"

Grian's eyes had that cheeky little twinkle. "Why aren't you with your wife?"

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

JOEL IS ON HERMITCRAFT SEASON 10!!! In honour of his arrival, here's a sweet little romantic drabble. Grian comes to visit Joel on one of the first nights of the server.

[banditblvd]

youidraw.com was lowkey a little disappointing

[kingofthecapybaras]

foolish getting a fed job and immediately going to tell jaiden, oh cucurucho buddies my beloveds

[dailyhatchetfield]

day 164 - @polyamships' polyartober day twenty-two; knife

[inhidingxoxo3637]

Acosta is the sylvanian family mole

THE MOLE FAMILY ARE CALLED THE MCBURROWS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[rose-lizzzy]

[Previous Part]

There was a knock in the door, and Pearl went to open.

"Pix?! What are you doing here?" She looks at how he is grabbing his sides. "Are you okay? What happened?"

He smiled. "I read that Fwhip needed some help, and well, since I had a bit of an encounter with Gem and Shrub." He groans in pain. "I thought I could be of help."

Sausage was getting out of the room when Pix mentioned them. Joining in the conversation.

"How is she?" They both asked.

"Well, she is as corrupted as you have mentioned in chats, she is deeply wounded, not physically, but in here." He points at his head.

Sausage hits a wall.

"I was able to get through her, but she then started hallucinating about the previous Grand Wizard, and she almost killed me..."

Pearl and Sausage gasp.

"Before Shrub incapacitated her, and took her away..." He sighs after finishing. "Now... is there a place in which I can sit to rest a bit." He says a bit nervous.

"Oh, yeah, Pix, just follow us." Pearl says.

They led him to an open living room, and Pearl helped him onto the couch while Sausage hurried to the other room, returning with healing potions.

"They aren't as good as Gem makes," he admits, handing them to the Copper King, "But it is her recipe."

Pix accepts it gratefully, drinking them swiftly. "Thank you."

After a moment, he looks at them. "So, what's up with Fwhip?"

Pearl sighs, plopping down in the chair next to him. "Well, we told him about Shrub, and he didn't believe us. And then I found him shaking at the Undergrove pointing a sword at Shrub. He won't tell us what happened, he's just....not...doing okay. We've been trying to give him space and let him come out when he's ready but...." She shrugs.

"Would you like me to see if I can talk to him?" Pix asks, feeling better due to the healing potions.

Pearls eyes soften, pleading. "Would you?"

He nods "of course."

Pix stands, and turns to Sausage, still standing, leaning against the wall. "I'll show you to his room."

The two men leave, and Pearl starts making some tea in hopes of giving it to them while they (hopefully) talked.

In the middle of brewing the tea, while humming a soft tune, she gets whirled around, held up by her neck. She stares into deep, glowing magenta eyes, although they were much closer to a deep red.

Before she could even protest, the spell Gem was casting was taking effect.

"Give me the egg." She demands of her servant

[chisungie]

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[luvlyycy]

— a/n : , , thought this up w @cindol in a legit heartbeat ! bestfriend!sukuna... my beloved . . maybe I'll make a pt 2 iunno!

wc : , , 1k + !

summary : , , sukuna punches ur bf thats it. thats the fic. (angst/comfort)

Sukuna hates it. Everytime he looks at your face he's reminded of how weak and vulnerable he becomes. It's the classic sun and moon duo, and he hates it.

You're always going to him for your 'boy' problems, painting his nails as you yap on about this one boy in your class. You say how handsome he is or how nice his hands look. You've never said anything like that about him, but he doesn't care; or he tells himself that.

He'll often leave snacks on your table before your lectures, or drinks next to you at lunch. It's a small reminder that he cares about you.

Everyone says that he's a bad influence on such a kind, pretty girl like you. You never listen. Glued to his side as you walk down the long hallways, his piercings and black leather jacket a contrast to your beautiful outfit, the complete opposite of his.

You don't share dorms, and he wishes he put his pride aside and requested that you did. It's bothersome, having to make his routine of walking to your dorm, catching the eyes and hearing rumors of the two of you dating on the way.

Although, the snacks he hold are currently on the floor as the door opens, his lip curling upward and nose flaring in anger as he spots him— Satoru Gojo.

"What the fuck—"

He's leant against the door, a shit eating grin plastered on the face he's ready to punch the shit out of.

Is that lipstick on his fucking neck?

"Small world, huh?" Gojo chuckles out, turning around to face you, then back at Sukuna, "Guess I should tell ya. We're datin' now." .

There's a loud crash and a blur that you see as your boyfriend stumbles backwards, his hand holding his jaw.

Sukuna punched your boyfriend.

Sukuna just fucking punched your boyfriend.

You exclaim with a loud 'what the fuck' and get up from the bed, the blanket falling to pool around your legs.

Sukuna grits his teeth together as he sees you.. clad in panties and an oversized black shirt.

He begins to laugh and turns right back to Gojo, finally noticing that he's shirtless. He barks out a loud laugh and places his hand over his face, "You've gotta be fucking kidding me."

Gojo throws his hands up, "What the hell is your problem?!" and Sukuna stops to look at you, then back at Gojo.

He points at the both of you, "Whatever the fuck this is, I don't want to be in between it. If I am in between it— your fucking little punk ass boyfriend— is getting punched again."

"Again?" Gojo laughs out, stepping closer to Sukuna, "Who the fuck do you think you are?"

You sharply yell out Gojo's name but Sukuna speaks over you, "Doesn't fucking matter you puss—" a loud 'thwack!' is heard as you see your best friend this time stumble backwards.

Blood runs down Sukuna's nose before he wipes his messily with his thumb, bringing up his fists in a messy fighting stance. He's far too angry to fight for real.

You've seen him fight, and it's nothing like what you're seeing.

They're going back and forth, Sukuna punching Gojo in places that are sure to bruise within a few hours. Gojo pushes Sukuna against the wall with his forearm against his neck as he spits some awful insults into his face, only for Sukuna to spit his own blood directly onto his cheek.

You hear Sukuna laugh, and before you know it, you're wailing; sobbing like a baby if you will.

They both turn to you, Gojo still holding a squirming Sukuna against the wall.

You've never liked violence— and Sukuna can't help but wonder, is that why you chose Gojo? Was he too.. violent?

"Get the fuck off of me— She needs me—" Sukuna shouts and Gojo cuts him off, "She doesn't need you, she needs me."

Oh. Oh.

He's right. Gojo's ... right.

His ears are ringing as he watches you cry, feeling Gojo inevitably let up on his neck and make his way over to you. He cradles you, his hands on your cheeks as he wipes your tears and snot away.

He can't tell if he's lightheaded or he's about to cry. He doesn't want to know. He doesn't say anything, just makes his way toward the door, exiting out and stepping over the drinks and snacks he had dropped earlier.

You don't need him.

Sukuna shuts the door and looks down at his hands, turning them over to look at his visibly red and bloody knuckles. More eyes are peering at him as he walks down the hallway.

It feels empty despite all the people out of their rooms due to the commotion. His phone is buzzing in his pocket the whole time, no doubt that it's you but he doesn't check.

You don't need him.

His chest fucking hurts, and he feels his eyes tear up for once. He frowns, still tasting the blood from his busted lip.

You don't need him.

Once he gets to his room, he undresses and plops down onto his bed— he's lost. He doesn't know what to do until—

He does.

He ignores you for a week, maybe two.

He often finds himself looking at the messages you sent, endless questions flooding his messages but the last one stands out.

It simply reads, 'what did i do?'.

You never needed him that's what you did. He slaps his hands against his face as he gets ready for a day of ignoring you again, he pulls a plain hoodie over his head.

He notices the nail polish on his nails is chipped almost completely off. Probably some weird metaphor for your and his friendship.

He makes his way out the door, almost recieving a heart attack as he sees you— eyes puffy and red, only in an oversized shirt and sweatpants.

" 'Kuna." you sniff, hands wiping your eyes, "What'd I do? Why did you punch Gojo? What happened?" you whine in the hallway.

Eventually you're yanked into his room and placed onto his bed, still lightly sobbing as you look up at Sukuna.

"I just, felt like punching him."

"Bull fuckin shit."

Potty mouth.

He sighs, wiping your eyes like he'd usually do before that day.

"It's fine. Don't worry about it. You don't need me." You're silent, and he looks dead serious.

"....What?"

"You don't—" "No, I heard you. I'm just, confused."

He frowns, this is the first time he's said it out loud, let alone explain it.

"I- I do need you!" you suddenly exclaim, hands gripping onto his wrists, "Fuck, Sukuna, I need you so bad." he watches more tears spill and he can't help but frown even more.

"No, you don't—"

"I do!" you cut him off, sobbing, "Remember when I had my period and had no pads? You got them for me. Or, or, whenever I got depressed you would stay in my room and make sure I ate and drank. You don't remember that? Or, when you beat up those guys who tried to bully me?? Or when... I had those silly nightmares—" you let out a soft hiccup, "and you let me sleep in your room and hug you until I fell asleep?".

He stares at you.

"I do need you, more than anyhing."

If he wanted to be vulnerable, he'd be crying right beside you, instead he whispers your name.

He crouches in front of you, a weak smile spreading across his lips as he watches you weakly reciprocate.

You laugh, and he does too, "We're fucking idiots." he laughs out, moving closer to you.

You place your hands softly on his cheeks and look at his face, "It's all my fault— I was stupid, and didn't realize in time and, and, I left Gojo when you guys fought—" he sighs.

It takes a few moments for you to realize but he kissed you.

He finally kissed you. You both melt into each other, molding into the perfect mix of night 'n day. It sparks, like the stars in the night sky and your brain clears like a sunny day.

He pulls away to whisper, "Sleep in my room." you giggle, "It's not even nighttime." and he spares a moment to smile, "Yeah, and? You need a nap."

"I do. I do need a nap actually."

You do need him.