#uni is kicking my ass too

[cutepotatook]

Knock knock….hello ma'am is there any candy left for us….🥹

OF COURSE There are always some delicious candies for my favorite cuties

[nocofamilyau]

I sure hope Hijotee is doing well wherever they may be... (21/24)

[answer2jeff]

SHARING SPACE — Carmen Berzatto.

synopsis: just a blurb, how you ended up moving in with Carmen :)

warnings: established relationship, reader is implied female (but little use of specific pronouns), fluffy headcanons, some smutty implications, some smutty implications but still fluff, mentions of alcohol and smoking, blurb is set once they're rebranding The Beef into The Bear.

i need more Carmen fluff this man is my whole life. btw this is super short but i'm sooooo burnt out :'(

It started with you "accidentally" falling asleep in his bed from the night before, panicking and hurrying to put your clothes in the morning before he had to rush to work. You weren't technically dating, but you were too close for comfort to be considered something as shallow as "friends with benefits." It was more than that.

But then things seemed to slow down. It turned into spending an extra ten minutes enveloped in each others arms. You shared, "good mornings" between sickly sweet kisses, his hands feeling up and down your torso while your fingers entangled in his hair. Carmen whispered about how much he didn't want to leave—as much as both of you knew he had to.

"You're gonna be late, Carmy." You'd groan, cupping his clean-shaven face and planting small kisses on his cheeks. Carmen let out a sigh of disappointment, realizing his short moment of bliss would be over the second he thought about leaving.

"I'm gonna clean up, 'kay?" He'd mumble, kissing your sweet lips one last time. His pupils dilated at the sight of you in his sheets, something he wish he didn't have to cherish from how little free time he seemed to have.

"Mhm."

Once he'd hop in the shower, you'd get yourself dressed before pouring him a warm cup of coffee, occasionally placing any dirty dishes stranded in the kitchen in the sink as an act of courtesy. You'd check the time, 7:00am,

As much as it pained you to leave without a proper goodbye, you worried that Carmen needed space- that he didn't have time to pepper kisses along your cheeks before he left.

"Bye Carmy!" You'd call out, but not quite loud enough for him to hear from the bathroom.

He wished you would've stayed just a little longer.

Eventually, you caught on. At one point, you swore you saw Carmen popping his head back into his bedroom to see if you were still there as you were already halfway out the door. From that point on, you started leaving little notes next to his coffee, littered with "I'm so proud of you," and sweet comments like, "break a leg Bear," and sometimes even an "I'll see you soon."

Then it turned into spending all weekend, every weekend, in his apartment—even though you'd been stopping by the restaurant between closing hours, and spending a good hour or two with him every other day of the week.

It just wasn't enough.

You started bringing a share-sized blanket and bottles of your favorite drinks whenever you came over, which was practically 4-5 times a week by that point.That blanket ended up rotating between your apartment and his, until it finally resided on the couch.

Wrapping himself in that blanket whenever you weren't around, reminded him that there was something else to think about; that there was someone else who needed him just as much as he did them.

You started leaving little things like your hoop earrings on the kitchen counter, or your puffer jacket on his coatrack, wondering if they'd still be there by next weekend; wondering if Carmen would ever have the heart to give them back to you. (Spoiler alert, he kept everything you ever "forgot"' in the exact same spot. Having a piece of you in his home at all times seemed to make up for your absence during the week, even if it just made him miss you more.)

Then you started packing extra clothes with you that you'd stuff into an empty drawer in Carmen's dresser. You brought your travel-sized, makeup bag with you, which you just ended up leaving in his bathroom. Along with your meds, and your skin care, and practically everything else you couldn't live without.

...

"You should just move in at this point." Carmen let out a breathy laugh as he watched you do your makeup, his eyes meeting yours in the reflection of the bathroom mirror. Not even 20 minutes ago, he saw you pick out an entire outfit from the spare clothes you brought, not even realizing that you left a pair of black shoes that went with everything, right in his shoe rack.

"I practically live here now," you paused to put on some mascara, your mouth gaping open as you tried to concentrate, "but my lease is up on the 23rd." You joked, twisting the cap on your mascara back on and tossing it into your makeup bag.

"I mean—would you want to? Live here? With—with me?" He physically turned to look at you, your reflection not giving him enough clarity. He needed to see you, whether you said yes or no. You felt your stomach turn, and the question seemed unreal.

"I— yeah, I guess. Only if you want me to, but that'd be pretty... cool." You turned your head to face him, gazing into his desperate eyes. He needed to be able to call this apartment "ours," not just "his."

This apartment felt more like a home than you than anywhere else you resided in Chicago. You made your commute to work from this apartment, you ate and showered and slept in this apartment, bits and pieces of you were tossed all around this apartment, you brought home every new piece of clothing and jewelry back to this apartment.

Carmen literally made you keep a spare key in your wallet, advising you to come over whenever you needed something—even if he wasn't home. He trusted you with his space,

He took it upon himself to buy you a toothbrush, the shampoo and conditioner you raved about after he complimented your hair, and extra pads/tampons/menstrual cups (since he wasn't sure what you used,) just for when his bathroom would be occupied by you. He cleaned out the hidden cabinet behind the mirror above the sink, making sure you had a place for all of your things. He moved all of his cologne, deodorant, lotion, etc in the cabinet underneath it.

All he ever wanted was to make sure you felt safe.

[berryclownboy]

shoutout to failed academic dicky boy

late to class, half assed assessments, copying off his friends homework, doing assignments the wrong way, killing his classmate

me too Richard me too

[bugcatcherkit]

scenario time: someone among the mob psycho cast has discovered furries and has decided to assign their friends fursonas. which character is it and what animals do they assign to who

Thanks for wanting my opinion on this.

Personally I believe these 3 are the strongest contenders for possessing this sort of knowledge. Reigen would have very subpar awareness in comparison to the other two though

i think it'd be one of their long conversations on slow days. and it'd go something like this

but i dont have answers to that last question. i DO have my own unreleased Creature Psycho 100 drawings but i feel like my answers are different than whatever his would be.

[mangozic]

temptation

[aeriona]

Been playing a lot of minecraft lately

You can check the alt tags on each photo if you're curious about what's going on in each of them

[misty-wisp]

happy birthday to the bestie @sirenspells!!!! here's a redraw of an old piece of hers :3c sunako my beloved

siren tysm for being my friend and sticking by me <3 ily /p

[just-a-girl-with-a-pistol]

2 more dayyyyysss

[b00kdiary]

WHY IS WRITERS BLOCK QUITE LITERALLY HELL ON EARTH??

WHAT DO YOU MEAN IVE BEEN SAT IN FRONT OF MY LAPTOP FOR 4 HOURS AND ALL IVE MANAGED TO DO IS DRAIN THE BATTERY AND BINGE NETFLIX???

HELP ME LORD😭

[rox-of-iu]

im in hell*

*trying to get enki S ending for the past few days

[kp-alice]

day 1 of kinktober is off to a GREAT start!!! the entire banter about using mingi's name had me cackling 😭😭😭

Oh my god, thank you so so much!!!!! I'm so glad you liked my fic, and I had a lot of fun writing it, especially the Mingi part lmao

Hope you'll like the upcoming fics as well, and thank you again!! ❤️❤️

[trucbiduleschouettes]

I am at my fucking limits aaaaaaaa

[forabeatofadrum]

Happy Sunday. Thank you @artsyunderstudy and @aroace-genderfluid-sheep for the tag. It was my birthday yesterday and today I am back to reading philosophy papers that I cannot comprehend. Anyway how is your weekend?

I am happy you all love Mimi. I also love Mimi. I still haven't gotten to the getting together part of this getting together fic, and I still don't know how to get there, but I think we're all content with dog content now.

“Just kneel in front of her and stretch your arms. If she’s willing, she’ll jump into your arms, so you must catch her.” Kurt tries it and Mimi is eager to be loved, so she leaps into his arms. “Look!” Kurt turns to Blaine, with Mimi pressed against his chest. “I’ve never seen her warm up to someone this quickly,” Blaine sounds a bit amazed. Blaine helps Kurt get up and Kurt carries Mimi to the living room. Blaine gives him a small tour of his place and he asks if Kurt wants coffee. Kurt can’t say no to that! Kurt cuddles Mimi and Blaine talks from his kitchen. He tells Kurt how he adopted Mimi. A friend of his had a dog who unexpectedly got pregnant, so Blaine and his friends adopted all of the babies. They still have reunions with Mimi’s mom and siblings. “I have pictures!” “Please show them!”

PUPPIES

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EDIT: lmao my mind was fried, I knew it was Sunday and wrote "happy Sunday" but also thought it was Wednesday, used the WIP Wednesday banner and didn't give a shit about trying to get 6 sentences. I fixed the banner. What is my mind doing???

[littlebluespoon]

I haven’t slept and instead I’m dying yarn for uni and all I can think of is the COD boys coming home from a long deployment and seeing you in the kitchen and thinking you’re making soup or stew and their little disappointed pouts when they realise what you’re actually doing.

[hanyjar]

hey guys guess who finally remembered her password