#wow. so many tags

[interclover]

I may be EXTREMELY late to this trend, but I love the idea, so I decided to take a crack at it :3 introducing team ohio, based on jej's suggestion in ab1 SDHKJSD

[hinamie]

subject, specimen, spectacle;

should i say that you're dead?

[tacc0yak1]

papa, pahinga muna, ako na 🦇⚔️🐉

[astronnova]

danny phantom cast explorations and thoughts :v

[murderbeast]

jackal studies

[4l0n50141310]

i think they had very different ideas of what a japan gp livery entailed

[buttercup-barf]

Pretty self-explanatory.

[dredgesnails]

grian is such a wet cat (fond) at the end of this session, especially from gem and joel's povs. trying to convince them to let him join the family in the most roundabout way possible. lying about the safety of his base ("no one has ever died at my base" "where are your teammates?"). forced to compliment the car he hates so very much. skizz's body is still warm but grian can't be alone for more than five minutes or he goes crazy (we all remember secret life). isn't it funny how familiar this all feels...

[wingedratz]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GAYBOY 💜 cue the doodles!!

[novelarrts]

this was better in my head

+ some more doodles i made after finishing the game :[

[spiderp0nk22]

Glub-glubbing day to all !! Him too... i guess...

[civetside]

hello guys it's me miss consistent art style!!! wrestling AU????? sorry i am smashing my 2 current interests together as ya do, gideons trying to be a cool pro wrestler and harrow is her manager

[moth-murdock]

Sick day (Matt Murdock x AFAB!reader)

masterlist

A/n:OKAY HOLY SHIT MY FIRST TIME WRITING IDK HOW TO FORMAT SHIT BUT HERE WE GO

Genre: period comfort

Summary: period cramps are a bitch. Good thing your boyfriend isn't :)

Warnings: AFAB!Reader, kinda detailed talk about periods and cramps (which shouldn't have to be a warning but yk)

Other tags: fluff, comfort, domestic Matthew Murdock (save me), mentions of fainting, mentions of PCOS, reader is in Spain without the s, not proofread we die like men, written entirely on Tumblr Mobile.

if anyone asked you how you were feeling, the answer would be Yucky™️. You were on your period, second day to be exact. Your lovely boyfriend was at Mass, as you had declined going due to not feeling well. So you sat at home, waiting for your Naproxen to kick in and save your ass. So you figured, since you're waiting anyway, why not take a shower?

The hot water cascades out of the showerhead, filling the bathroom with steam, warming up your aching body, and washing away the crime scene between your legs to stain the water red. The thing is, your cramps didn't stop with the heat. They didn't even lessen. You weren't alarmed, as cramps didn't give a shit about you. The moment you started to panic was when your Naproxen seemed to have exited the chat, and your cramps started getting worse.

You try your best to push through, just gritting your teeth and continuing to wash your body despite how badly you wanted to rip the wretched organ out with your bare hands. But when you start feeling that familiar light-headedness, you stopped immediately and carefully sat down on the cold tile floor. Because where there's lightheadedness, there's usually fainting. You knew the drill, having been going through this since you were about 15 years old.

The first time it happened, it was the middle of the night. You had woken up with what you thought was nausea, only to end up collapsing the moment you step foot in the bathroom. After a few doctors visits and an ultrasound, you are told that it wasn't PCOS, but rather just a vasovagal response. While other people's brains decided to shut down at the sight of blood, yours decided to shut down when your cramps got too bad.

After waiting for the lightheadedness to pass, you turn off the shower water and step out. It still feels like something is trying to punch it's way out if your uterus, and you barely manage to get some underwear and a pad on before curling up into the silk sheets of your boyfriends bed and crying. You don't know how long you stay there, but before you know it, Matt is home.

Normally, the sight of you almost naked, whimpering and writhing bed, would be enough to make him pop a boner immediately. But this is different. Your cries aren't pleasured, they're pained. And the room smells metallic. Just barely there, but he can smell it.

"Angel?" He asks softly "are you alright?"

"mmfff... h-hurts, baby..." you whine, eyes screwed shut tightly as you wallow.

It doesn't take him long to deduce the situation, and he wordlessly goes to your dresser and pulls out your comfiest shirt and sweats. He dresses you slowly and with utmost care, knowing the discomfort you're experiencing. After that, he retreats to the bathroom for a few moments. You hear his footsteps as he returns, then you feel the bed dip behind you before you are being rolled toward him and onto your back.

"work with me, Angel... I know it hurts... Just give me a second..." He says softly between your whines and protests.

He gently pets your hair and shushes you, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead as he pulls your shirt up a bit to expose your stomach. He then proceeds to place a towel that's wet with something on your stomach. You shiver at the contact, as the towel is cold.

"Rubbing alcohol..." he murmurs in explanation before your stomach suddenly heats up

"and a heating pad." He finishes, pulling your shirt back down.

"thank you, Matt..." you sniffle, wiping your eyes

"don't have to thank me for that, Angel... just rest up, yeah?" He says with a gentle kiss to your pouty lips. And given that you feel like shit, who are you to deny him?

You don't know how long you sleep for, but when you wake up, Matt is in bed with you, now in a plain t-shirt and sweats, sitting against the headboard while his fingers skim over some of his files in braille. Your cramps are gone, and before you can even open your mouth to ask what time it is, he's acting.

"it's a quarter to three, Angel." He says with a soft smile as he presses a piece of your favorite chocolate to your lips.

"you thought of everything, huh?" You ask after swallowing the chocolate

"c'mon. Do you really need to ask?" He hums as he puts his files on the nightstand.

With the files out of the way, he maneuvers you until you're in his lap, your head in the crook of his neck as he wraps his arms around you.

"I take it you're feeling better?" He chuckles quietly

"much..." you nod "seriously, thank you. I felt like I was dying."

He smiles, pressing a soft kiss to the top of your head before replying, his voice calm and soothing.

"always, Angel."

[faunandfloraas]

[piromina]

Oh, how far we've come...

[niqhtmeep]

Guys I love their relationship sm

Earth seems so drawn to like every eclipse idk… She has such an open mind about people in a way, and I love that because of that she is slowly helping and befriending the soggy feral cat that is Eclipse III or whatever number we’re at LMAO

Same with Solar even though he wasn’t technically bad; she grew a really tight bond with him cause of the opposing nature he and many eclipses have of bluntness, perseverance (good or bad), and stubbornness <3

ANYWAYS HERES A NEW PIECE YALL ENJOY!!