#this has been in my wip for over a year

[takkytakk]

mentormentormentormentor

[choccy-milky]

MC doing what we all wished we could do (aka napping on the floor with ominis )😴💕

[screwpinecaprice]

Oh oof I slipped and hit them with dark and serious beam. 😣

[my-darling-boy]

God someone please help them they’re lost

[luc3ks]

every friendgroup has that one weird old smelly guy

[deefighter2739]

It's still summer at Dedede's Resort... 😘❤️☀

[murcielagatito]

redraw :3

[mammon-mamma-mia]

SPECIAL DISCOUNT TONIGHT ONLY!

png for whatever purpose ud need it

[phontao]

sleep well

[aviul]

dark type activities

[rainofcolours]

[ One-shot | Kaijou/Puppyshipping | Valentine's Day '25 fic ]

Summary: Seto knows what he has with Katsuya is a quiet kind of love, built upon small actions and passing moments. So, each morning he wakes, converging the essence of self in the stillness of the hour, and asks: what is it that he, Kaiba Seto, considers his centre? An introspection-driven relationship study of Seto and Katsuya. Note: Happy Valentine's to our boys! I decided to write them quietly happy for once (mostly; it's properly happy this time, really!) and living in bliss – because despite my withered husk of a heart, I only really want them to be (kinda realistically) happy c':

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It was 4.57am.

Seto awoke in the quiet, right on cue.

Whatever the impetus, this had been the single constant that followed him throughout his life. It was a habit he had cultivated from years of necessity – school, work, Gozaburo, stress. Once a product of authority and fear, Seto had since reclaimed its association, determined to cycle its rebirth from a past buried into a present of peace and rest.

Now, these hours he reserved for the anchoring of self before the ionisation of a day; a moment of him, for him – reflection rotated around the tightrope of interlude that separated his twilight from the awakening of the day.

It was one of the few luxuries Seto allowed himself.

He slipped, from his bed warmed by two into the embrace of quiet, footsteps light even though the bed hardly stirred. The shadow of his form the manual flicker against the slice of the city projected into the cover of their bedroom – constellations of city lights scattered across the corner of their duvet – gliding past the sliver at the edge of the curtains, one that fell just wayward of its seam against the corner of the wall. An imperfection, from when Katsuya caught the tail of the fabric a morning moons ago, sleep heavy in the clumsiness of his motions. 

An imperfection that neither had rectified since.

(Read the rest of the fic here!)

[katsettee]

OH HIGHKEY FORGOT ABT THIS but i was totally in the process of making a Bite The Hand animatic(??) of shadowpeach and idk if i should finish it?

My brain be jumping from shit way to fast so I have a LOT of lmk wips for me to swing back to when that particular fix comes meandering back around my block like a super super sexy prostitute that I welcome back into my house only for them to leave after taking all my time and money and me promising that I can treat you right bb…

Anyways. Bite the Hand Shadowpeach. Interested or should i let it rot?

[stratostella]

wait a minute this hasn't been shared here. i have a cover of ikanaide - kous under wraps rn (that'll come out sometime) but also it was the first full length rearrangement i made ever and it's still one of my fav musics i've done. i show the last half....

[pikkish]

can i gnaw on ranger. pleas. please you understand

yeah sure here you go

Sorry, he might still be a little dizzy. from how much I've Rotated him.

[ego-slaughter]

You can ask questions or I can not bleed out on your doorstep

Chapters: 1/1

Fandom: Fallen Hero Series - Malin Rydén

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship: Ortega/Sidestep

Characters: Sidestep, Ricardo Ortega

Additional Tags: post-Retribution, post-crash, innocent ending, unrevealed villain, angst, stitches, blood, kinda hurt/comfort but more whump, villain shows up injured at the hero’s door, but the hero doesn’t know the villain is the villain

Summary: You had nowhere else to go.

if Ao3 is blocked in your country dm me for a PDF

[morninkim]

[ wip, workin on colors ehehe ]

timeskip zero gang!!

(check my "sv timeskip" tag for more info on them :3)