#tysm for this

[chloesimaginationthings]

Your game Michael looks so traumatized here

He must be held gentle like hamborgor

Genuinely I’m gonna cry looking at him ,,,, he’s so small,,

[bixels]

Me and Noora

Noora is so beautiful 😭😭😭💖

AWESOME.

[eternalera]

NEVER SHUT UP YOU HAVE THE BEST DAD!GOJO X MEGUMI HEADCANONS

Tucking you in and kissing you goodnight!!!!

I HAVE TAKEN OVER THIS TAG!!! I CLAIM IT AS MINE

the other account you see there is also mine :DDDD

and i still have more headcannons!!

[nikist-2-n]

500 FOLLOWERS?!???

Omg y'all tysm y'all. I hardly post on here but I'm so grateful that ppl even follow this acc😭💗💗

Half way to 1k !!!

[heliacalrisings]

“Ephraim…” As soon as his lord is carried into the med tent, Forde rushes to his side. So much for that break huh? He knew Ephraim wasn’t one to walk away from a battle, but to to have that fact so clearly demonstrated… it was a shock, to say the least.

Forde had seen who he was fighting, he knew this wasn’t good.

Recover tome in hand, he gets to work healing Ephraim’s wounds. When he regains enough consciousness for a pleasant conversation, Forde delivers his opening line:

“It could be worse. You could be the first person in your house to be eliminated.” He grins, pointing at himself. “And soon enough that I was able to take a nap before you showed up.” A lie, but hopefully one that’d amuse his lord. “Though it looks like you decided to take a nap of your own, huh?”

Mood lightened, they probably should address the elephant in the room… “I saw who you were fighting against…” He breaks into a grin again. “Sir Andrei! Good fellow, I fought alongside him when we retook Garreg Mach.”

When he comes to, it's not the endless sky he sees but the med tent's canopied ceiling. The aches from the Frelian prince's arrows are duller now and tinged with the familiarity of healing magic. He's risen from worse blows.

Now that he's out of the battle, he's not sure how to feel about it. So he decides not to.

Forde's familiar voice is a comfort in its own way. Ephraim pushes himself up slowly, aware of his body's limitations but unwilling to remain laying down. "Forde?" He exhales a long sigh. "Thank you."

A snort of amusement leaves him, jostling him enough that he feels the ache again in his shoulder. He presses his hand over it but doesn't say anything about the pain. "At least you didn't take one on the battlefield this time." Then his brow raises as if asking, right?

As the topic changes, his mood dampens.

"Hmm... I imagine that was the blond man. He was a good opponent, but needs to work on his lance skills."

He thinks about telling Forde that his advice was wrong. Well meaning, but ultimately wrong. Yet, he can't bring himself to say it. And he doesn't want to think about why that is either. He's held to hopes too long.

He mentally pushes his thoughts aside. "Did you see Tiki in her dragon form? Just like Myrrh's. I didn't know there were dragons here. I'll have to find her later and ask if she knows of Myrrh."

That, at least, has him smiling.

[amalthiaph]

I'll finish my Acolyte WIP if you finish yours

Nahhh. I just don't feel the same joy I feel when I draw for The Bad Batch.

[vallitemaiden]

"Happy birthday, Lady Mikoto." What a strange thing to say, after all that she had been through. Still, Mitama smiles brightly as she places a carefully wrapped bundle onto the woman's desk.

"It is tea that is crafted with the intent of aiding with headaches and other similar ailments. I have heard stories that speak of the fantastic sounding abilities you possess and...well, I do not know if it is a concern in actuality, but I thought that it could not hurt to have."

She gives a short bow. "I hope that you enjoy your day."

belated birthday (12/6) ask

Mikoto was surprised to be receiving a present but certainly not ungrateful. "Oh, thank you dear." She accepted the wrapped gift and held it with careful hands. As Mitama explained the gift, her eyes softened.

"This is very thoughtful of you. I'll use it wisely." Mikoto inclined her head in return, deeply appreciating the young woman's sentiment.

[hildegardladyofbones]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY HILDAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

(づ๑•ᴗ•๑)づ🎂🎂🎂🎂🎂🧁🧁🧁🍰🍰🍰🍰

HOPE UR DAY IS/HAS BEEN ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AND FULL OF AWESOME THINGS TO DRAW (LATER OR NOW) OR WRITE ABOUT OR BOTH AND DISCO ELYSIUM REFRENCES AND DELICIOUS FOOD AND THAT YOUR TESTS WERE EASY AND THE SICKNESS DIED/DIES FAST AND THAT IT WAS QUIET AND SILENT AS MUCH AS POSSIBLE!!!!!!!!!!! YOUR AMAZING AND AW3SOME AND I HOPE U HAVE AN AMAZING YEAR OF BEING A ONE YEAR OLDER SKELETON AND ENJOY YOURSELF SM SM WITH ALL GOOD THINGS AND AMAZING TIMESSSSSS

🎁🎉🎉🎉🎉🍰🍰🎈🎈🎈🎊🎊🎊🥳🥳🥳🥳👏

Sorry for being so low energy but just. Thank you so much. Holy shit you know me so well, these are the best birthday wishes I've gotten in a long time (perhaps ever) like I am smiling like an idiot over this ask hoollyyy shiiiittt

[skrub-dubs]

fandom mischaracterization: secretly pulling all the strings and irredeemable or wooby. No inbetween (@untitledducklett)

//OKAY I CAN SEE BOTH. BOTH OF THESE WORK SO WELL ACTUALLY.

//SKRUB BOTH SEEMINGLY HAS SO MANY WEIRD CONNECTIONS TO PEOPLE BUT SHE IS ALSO JUST . SO PATHETIC AND SAD SOMETIMES I CAN 100% SEE BOTH OF THESE

//AND HONESTLY I LOVE THE IRONY ABOUT THE IRREDEEMABLE PART BECAUSE . LIKE. REDEMPTION IS LITERALLY SUCH A HUGE CONCEPT THAT RULES OVER SO MANY OF SKRUBS THOUGHTS

[banana-pancake5]

WHAT?,!,!!?? IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY??!!!11!1!! *runs up to you and crowns you with a marketable rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles party hat crown*

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!1!1!!!1!!1! HAVE A BLESSED DAY AND MAY TODAY BE AWESOME!! :D

YOU ARE SO KIND I LOVE THIS DRAWING TYSM

I HOPE YOU HAVE A FANTASTIC DAY!!!!!

[wroteclassicaly]

Hi, Kristen!!

I read your most recent Steve smut fic and, as usual, your writing is chef’s kiss. In fact, I ended up scrolling back through some of your older works and re-read your piss kink fic that I’d loved so much way back 😩 And that reminded me of another piss kink Steve fic I came across, but haven’t been able to find again. I can’t remember who wrote it, but I do remember that it involved Reader grinding on Steve’s lap and him encouraging her to continue and empty herself on him. I would appreciate it so much if you or anyone who reads this ask could help me track this particular fic down. Thank you lots in advance and just want to say again that you’re an amazing writer!! Thank you for your service to your fellow smut gremlins 🫡

Why thank you! I actually have two ;)

But as for the one you’re searching for - I’m not sure :(

Anyone else know? Comment below if you do, please! ❤️❤️

[deathsdue]

What an interesting appearance this man had! Or rather, an interesting fashion choice—the mask he wore was eye catching to say the least. It gave him a very mysterious feel, as if the person behind it was to remain a secret from the world...or well, there was a chance he simply had a different style, which would be more than fair.

Just like he sometimes wore flowercrowns—although not as much lately—some liked masks.

"Hello, i like your mask," The prince spoke with friendliness on his tone. It was a compliment founded in truth but also it failed to say who Alfred himself was. He chuckled at that mistake. "Oh—Sorry forgot to introduce myself, i'm Alfred from the kingdom of Firene! I'm also a professor for the Blue Lions and i'm very pleased to meet you. Hope the time we work together as teammates is a pleasant one."

Everyone always had a comment on the mask. Even if it was a positive one, Gerome ignored Alfred's comment regarding his choice of attire, and only nodded when he introduced himself.

"I'm Gerome," he answered, "from nowhere." He'd noticed a tendency of people introducing where they were from, naming these kingdoms he had never heard of. For him, his timeline was surely destroyed by now, swallowed by Grima's army, so he was effectively from nowhere.

This was about where his social graces, little as they were, ran their course. "If you need a sparring partner, let me know."

[downforthegas]

Ok but hear me out: being a fart filter. Sniffing, eating or being inflated by someone else's gas to the point that you start farting it out. But instead of it being your stench, it's all or mostly theirs. Even after they've had their fun with you, you'd still be farting up a storm with their gas inside your belly

AAAAAHHHHH!!!!! YES! YES! THIS!!!!

I've seen a bit of mouth fart animations where the fartee burps up the fart. I really want to see more of that but the fartee farting instead.

And the idea of their gas smelling like all the other farter's gas combined is sooooo hhhhhhhhh~~~~

[gungoo4lifer]

Imagine Gun stored his favorite basic flavor ice cream at the fridge for later eat as he gonna go out to exercise and jog also it a hot summer.

Goo just freshly woke up and goes to the fridge to look what he can grab for quick snack. Goo being sluggish open the freezer and see Gun's ice cream. As a manace to society and his stomach he grab ice cream and plop his ass on the sofa and eat it while he open the TV and browsing channel until he settle for his morning anime.

*katch*

Door open and closed, Gun have gone back home.

"Welcome back buddy" Goo said watching his channel while he ate the ice cream.

"Is that my fucking ice cream?"

"OH this yours? Damn so that why the flavor is taste basic"

"Why you lil-"

*Chaos ensures*

LMFAOOAOAOAO 😭😭😭 goo is so real for that tbh. Guns taste in ice creams would be basic asf js like himself!!

[godunlap]

i must know what cate’s favorite cocktail is so i can go out, & have one in her honor.

but u also need to know on a serious note— in a what if scenario where caleb never disappeared & cate had never been shut off from the world by her parents, what do you envision her life looking like? would she be more “open” to use her powers, would she have attended godolkin on her own accord or done something completely different? 👀

OOOOh good question & no one come for me actually because i'm not much of a drinker ffbrehvbs. if it's during the day i feel like she's a spritz kind of girlie, something light & refreshing, a little fruity. ( for a night out she will 100% start with shots just to get things going ) once she is ready for something to just sip on i could see her gravitating towards a classic vodka sprite / soda, claiming it gets her the least hungover !

[ 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚏 ? ] well, it's hard to say without knowing more about her parents but i do think their initial reaction to cate's powers would be completely different had that first incident not occurred. i think she would have been 'presented' to v/ought by her parents eventually. showing off what the compound v had given her. cate would likely be naive at first, thrilled by the constant approval & encouragement of her parents. i think she would have attended g/od u of her own volition & would apply for the school of crimefighting specifically. without the suppression of the medication given to her by i.ndira, she wouldn't have so many health related issues when it came to using her powers. within the first few years of attending is when she would begin to become jaded by the whole 'hero' idea & the system at large. realizing it was all about appearances & the unfortunate reality of just how many kids injected with the serum grew up to be complete pieces of shit that didn't deserve it :) ░ FROM ♡

[imunities]

@90svan : 040.   a dusty antiques shop full of relics 

❝ holy shit ! no fucking way ! ❞ ellie bounds across the shop, running a finger across the dusty, crowded shelves as she races to the back wall, a massive grin plastered on her face. the antique shop is a forgotten home to history, nestled away in the corner of a nearby town outside of jackson, on one of the patrol routes. while most of the town has clearly seen days of looting and scavenging, the antique shop looks untouched save for the aged sign out front that is half falling off in front of the entrance.

sitting on top of the back shelves, tucked tightly between a stuffed bear and a series of chipped mugs with cheesy sayings rests an old toy : a monkey holding a pair of cymbals with terrifying red eyes. ellie raises up on her toes, lifts the monkey from its spot on the shelf, and spins to face van. ❝ look at how fucking creepy this thing is. ❞ ellie moves its arms, clapping the cymbals together, ❝ i wonder if it still works... ❞ her brows scrunch together and she flips it in her hands, searching from kind of switch, ❝ can you imagine this thing going off in the middle of the night on its own ? just ... eee eee eee, ❞ ellie does her best imitation of a high-pitched squeak, ❝ i'd shit my pants. ❞