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duelpolis · 1 year
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Blizzard
Written for @super-secret-conspiracy’s Conspireshipping Secret Santa, for @millennial-ring! Merry Christmas!
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Marik was lounging on the couch watching TV when he heard the door to his and his boyfriend’s apartment slam open. Surprised, he looked over to the door. There stood Ryou, wearing a trenchcoat over a puffer vest, face red as a tomato, carrying several grocery bags and breathing heavily. He put the bags down and started heading out again.
“What are you doing?” Marik asked, popping a piece of popcorn into his mouth.
“There’s a blizzard coming,” Ryou replied. “So I went and got groceries in case we get trapped.”
“Well why didn’t you tell me that?” the blonde prodded. “You left me all alone! I could have helped.”
“I’m sorryyyy, you were asleep and I didn’t want to wake you!” His boyfriend apologized.
“Alright, alright, stop whining,” Marik scoffed. “But take those coats off before you roast. I don’t want to deal with a corpse in front of the front door.” His lips curled upwards into a teasing smile, one that Ryou knew all too well.
“Very funny, Marik. But I still need to get more.”
“Are you just going to cook the entire storm?”
“Depends on how bad it gets.”
Marik pouted. “At least let me come with you this time.”
“Then get a coat on!”
“Mmm… Don’t wanna.”
“Marik,” Ryou sighed, “I am wearing TWO HEAVY COATS, and I’m much more suited to winter weather than you are. I am not letting my boyfriend turn into a human popsicle. So go get a coat, or you’re not coming with me.”
“Fiiine.”
“You can have one of mine.”
Bakura pulled off the trench coat and held it towards the blonde.
“Don’t you need a coat too?” Marik protested.
“I have more trench coats in my closet.”
“I- Alright.” Marik took the coat from Ryou and put it on. He stuck his hands into the pockets and grinned. “Hell yeah, boyfriend coat!”
His boyfriend giggled. “You’re such a dork.”
“But ya love me.”
“I do,” Ryou answered. “Now let’s get going, before it gets colder. Maybe there are still some food stalls out so you can eat something other than popcorn.”
“I like the sound of that. Let’s go.” Marik took his boyfriend’s hand and pulled him outside, and the two embarked on their journey for more groceries.
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“Ryou, Cheesecake, Love of my life, Pasty-ass bitch, can I have the rest of your taiyaki?”
“No, you can’t have my taiyaki, because you’re a vegetarian and there’s sausage in it.”
“What kind of sadistic bastard makes taiyaki with meat in it?” Marik huffed. “I highly doubt it goes well with the bean paste.”
“Not all taiyaki has the bean paste, Marik,” Ryou giggled. “It can have other fillings. And even if my taiyaki didn’t have sausage in it, you still haven’t finished your koshary.”
“Yeah, but your food always tastes better for some reason.”
His boyfriend snickered. “Fine, you can have the tail since it doesn’t have any filling, but I get your egg.”
“Wasn’t gonna eat it anyways.”
“Then why did you order it?”
Marik smirked.
“This was your plan all along, wasn’t it?” Ryou asked. “Get an egg you wouldn’t eat on your koshary so you could steal the tail of my taiyaki?”
“Maybe.”
“You’re insufferable,” the platinum blonde laughed, using Marik’s chopsticks to take the fried egg from the dish.
Marik paused for a few seconds before replying. “W-well, we all know you’re dating me for my appearance and not my personality!” He chuckled weakly.
“Are you blushing?” Ryou asked.
“IT’S THE COLD!” Marik protested. “I’M NOT ENAMORED WITH YOUR LAUGH OR ANYTHING- fuck.”
“Sure you’re not,” his boyfriend giggled. “Let’s get home, silly.”
Marik opened his mouth to argue, but decided against it. He would just have to accept defeat this time around.
“Fine, let’s go,” he huffed.
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“Is the storm over yet?” Marik whined as Ryou worked in the kitchen.
“The storm just started, dear.”
“Uggghhh,” the blonde growled. “This is stupid. I can’t believe we have to stay inside this long.”
“You say this as if you go outside oh-so-often,” his boyfriend retorted.
“Shut up!” Marik protested. “I go outside all the time!”
“Only because I make you come with me.”
“Shut UP!!”
“If you want to freeze,” Ryou replied, “then be my guest.”
“...”
“That’s what I thought. Now come over here and get your cinnamon roll.”
“You made cinnamon rolls!?” Marik gasped. “I love you!”
“Is that what it takes to get an ‘I love you?’” the platinum blonde joked. “Baked goods?”
“...If you’re going to be snarky, I’m taking it back.”
Ryou snickered. “I love you too, Marik.”
“STOP DOING THAT!” the blonde protested.
“Doing what?”
“BEING SO GOSH DARN ADORABLE!”
His boyfriend giggled again. “It’s not my fault I’m cute!
“STOP IT!”
“I can’t change my face on a whim!”
“Why not!?”
“That’s just not how it works!!”
Ryou was laughing now, completely distracted from serving. Marik saw an opportunity and took it, grabbing the pan of cinnamon rolls off of the stove.
“Marik!” Ryou yelped. “You don’t get all of those! Give them back!”
“Kiss me first.”
The platinum blonde sighed, dramatically rolling his eyes, but he was smiling. “Alright, get over here.”
Marik leaned over, and his boyfriend planted a kiss to his lips.
“There’s your kiss. Now give me the cinnamon rolls and I’ll dish one out for you.”
The blonde handed him the cinnamon rolls, and he put two of them onto plates. He then held one out towards Marik.
“Yours is slightly bigger,” the blonde complained.
“I’m the one who put the work into baking them.”
“...Touché.”
“Anyways,” Ryou said, “I’m tired. Wanna curl up on the couch, eat our cinnamon rolls and watch a horror movie?”
“Ooh, can we watch another one of those slasher films? I like the one with the dude in the hockey mask,” Marik asked.
“Alright, I’ll get it set up,” the platinum blonde affirmed. “Can you go get the blankets?”
“Fiiiiine,” the blonde whined sarcastically. Ryou could tell it wasn’t serious, since he immediately started chuckling.
“You’re a dork.”
“But I’m your dork!” Marik countered.
“You are,” Ryou confirmed. “Couldn’t get rid of you if I wanted.”
“Because you loooove me.”
“Exactly.”
Just then, they heard a loud bang from the windows, causing Marik to jump a little.
“It’s just the shutters,” the platinum blonde consoled, patting his boyfriend’s shoulder. “You go get the blankets, I’ll get the cinnamon rolls and start the movie, and we can turn the TV up loud enough to cover up the storm. Deal?”
“Deal,” the blonde responded, heading towards their bedroom.
He came back within a few minutes, carrying the giant blanket they had gotten as a gift from Joey a few years back. He plopped down next to Ryou and threw the blanket over themselves, making sure not to cover the cinnamon rolls so the icing wouldn’t get on it.
“Thank you,” the platinum blonde said.
“Thank you for cinnamon rolls,” Marik replied.
Ryou turned on the movie and shifted himself so that he was leaning on his boyfriend.
“You know what Marik? I think this is my favorite Christmas I’ve celebrated in a while,” he smiled.
“...That was today?”
“Yes.”
“Dang it, I forgot!”
“It’s fine, Marik. We can exchange gifts and everything tomorrow. It’s not like we were supposed to celebrate with anyone else.”
“I guess you’re right,” Marik shrugged. “But we’re giving each other our gifts first thing tomorrow.”
“Sounds like a plan,” Ryou confirmed. “Now, let’s get to the movie.”
He hit play on the remote and relaxed. Half-way through, Ryou heard a soft snore. His boyfriend was sleeping. The platinum blonde smiled.
“Good night, Marik,” he whispered, kissing him on the cheek.
Neither of them noticed the end of the blizzard.
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alena-draws · 6 months
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Point of view: You've royally pissed off the most powerful being on the planet.
(Knives is currently not on the planet but above so it counts)
(please click on the full image! It's DIN A3 and the effect is better in full view, especially Vash's glowing eyes! Little close ups under the cut)
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hrokkall · 6 months
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DIVINE AUTOPSY
Text from a post by @bedrock-to-buildheight about angel anatomy and the physical manifestations of regret that can only be purged in a bloody vivisection.
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isjasz · 3 months
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Cherries, from fruit to pit. Atoms. The sun, every day. Worms. Mulch. Perspiration. The moon, every night. Me. You. 
Rebirth. 
The various cycles of life and death. 
<GoodTimeWithScar> fell from a high place. 
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EXPLODES THE DOOR ITS HSBB TIMEEEEE This is my piece for @minecraftbed's incredible fic "Gaussian Blur" in @hermitshippingbigbang :D
Go read it for the full context of the comic (and details if you can spot them!) heheeehehe I love it sm and had sm fun doing the comic! The concept is so cool and the feels are KSALDHTHRGRRHRH (please i have been losing it)
SO *grabs you by the shoulders and throws you directly at it* gogogogo 👉👉👉👉👉
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segasys · 6 months
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Ramune :]
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I couldn’t decide which one was best, I’m just a sucker for blue->purple->pink blend hue whatever you want to call it
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oplishin · 1 month
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"hit me. if that's what's gonna make you feel better, hit me. hit me as many times as you need to to get this out of your system- do it right, and do it right now. hit me, dammit."
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Monday Night Raw, July 17, 2017 | I Don’t Smoke, Mitski | Royal Rumble, 2022 | The Drowning Faith, RF Kuang | Wrestlemania 40 | Soft Sounds From Another Planet, Japanese Breakfast | Monday Night Raw, June 2, 2014
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wikiangela · 1 month
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several sentence sunday
tagged by @hippolotamus
sooo bucktommy won me over, i couldn't resist anymore 🙈 so here's a bit of them after their date lol just to be clear, im still 10000% about buddie but im gonna enjoy this while it lasts bc I feel like this is exactly what buck needs rn lol I just wanna write him be giddy and stupid and flustered about a boy even if that's not eddie haha (also, I didn't get the Tommy hype before but after seeing him everywhere for two days... I get it now 🥵)
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"(...) We should do this again.” Tommy says, turning fully towards Buck, and Buck’s eyes immediately find his lips. He can’t wait to kiss him again, and this would be the time, at the end of the date, wouldn’t it?
“We should.” Buck nods, licks his lips, eyes darting up to Tommy’s eyes. He’s smiling softly, just looking at Buck. “I-” he starts, and then thinks, fuck it, and this time he makes a move, as he leans across the console to grab Tommy’s chin, like he did Buck’s in his kitchen, and bring him in for a kiss. Tommy immediately reciprocates, and Buck melts against him, and then when Tommy’s calloused hand covers his cheek, it just feels so- so different, in the best way possible. This kiss lasts longer than the first one, each of them constantly coming back for more, but it’s as gentle and tender as that one. Buck loves it, and can’t help smiling into it. He wants more. “Hey.” Buck says, finally pulling away, licks his spit-covered lips nervously. “Do you- do you maybe wanna come in for a beer?” he asks shyly, and at Tommy’s surprised expression and raised eyebrow he realizes it might sound like he’s inviting him for more than a beer, and he panics again. “I- I- I mean, just a beer. And maybe- maybe more of this.” he pecks Tommy’s lips again, not able to resist a smile. “But just a beer. I don’t think I’m- But who knows, maybe-” he stumbles over his words, because the truth is, he wants Tommy, he wants… he wants so much, he wants to experience so much for the first time – it’s just that he’s not sure if it’s not too quick for this relationship, and for him.
“Evan.” Tommy interrupts, bringing his other hand up, now cradling Buck’s face in both, thumbs moving soothingly along Buck’s cheeks. “Your pace, remember? No pressure, no rush.”
“You’re really cool, you know that?” Buck whispers.
“So I keep hearing.” Tommy chuckles, and it’s adorable. He kisses Buck again, and the butterflies in Buck’s stomach go crazy. Fuck, he doesn't remember the last time he felt this giddy and excited and just light. “I’d love to come in for a beer.”
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no pressure tags: @elvensorceress @thebravebitch @shortsighted-owl @eddiebabygirldiaz @watchyourbuck @eowon @loserdiaz @evanbegins @ladydorian05 @wildlife4life @diazpatcher @lover-of-mine @monsterrae1 @thewolvesof1998 @neverevan @weewootruck @loveyouanyway @spagheddiediaz @rainbow-nerdss @epicbuddieficrecs @pirrusstuff @spotsandsocks @alliaskisthepossibilityoflove @nmcggg @rogerzsteven @giddyupbuck @sunshinediaz @honestlydarkprincess @underwater-ninja-13 @exhuastedpigeon @911-on-abc @jesuisici33 @steadfastsaturnsrings @theotherbuckley @buddieswhvre @dangerpronebuddie @diazsdimples @daffi-990 @bidisasterbuckdiaz @fortheloveofbuddie @hoodie-buck @tizniz @your-catfish-friend
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wasyago · 9 months
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uhh umm uhm random stuff
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jestroer · 1 year
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Today i bring you mumscar.. Tomorrow? ...Honestly no idea
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bamsara · 6 months
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are you actually cancelling the shipment of the new laptop or was that a joke?
It's a joke but. What if I did auuugh
Making big purchases like this give me anxiety to a heavy level because low key I feel like I'm wasting money and that I don't need it because Arson, even though he's clearly not meant to last a lot longer in that shell and is corrupting and losing files, is still booting up and therefore I feel like I've done this 'too early' and that I don't deserve to get the new pc
Like I KNOW I need it and it will help me immensely but. You know
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randomminty · 11 months
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Yeahlow
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welcometogrouchland · 11 months
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[ID: an 11 panel comic featuring characters from the owl house. Panel 1- a cloaked Darius sneaking around a wall. panel 2 he peaks around the corner, saying "well? Did you retrieve...the package?". Panel 3 Hettie Cutburn (who has old Hollywood style text announcing "surprise Hettie Cutburn!" next to her) says "Darius! Of course! Took some digging but I found them eventually. Tell the boy I say 'hi!'". Panel four- she hands documents labeled "classified" to Darius. Later, Hunter (post timeskip) walks through a door in Darius' home, saying "hey Darius, hey Eber, I'm ba-". Next panel- Darius, Willow, and Eberwolf on the couch. Hunter says "...willow?", She replies "hey hunter!", he asks "what are you guys doing?
Darius says "oh nothing...except looking at pictures of you as a baby!" Holding up the documents from earlier. We see two pictures of a younger hunter framed like panels- the first is of hunter as a baby/toddler aged hunter freshly sprouted out of the ground with a blanket around him, covered in dirt, while the second one shows a young scout Hunter covered in bandages receiving his sprig plushie. Darius' narration reads "courtesy of Hettie Cutburn- she found the only surviving copy of your early life medical records and gave them to me". Willow says "aww, you were so cute!". The final panel shows Hunter looking embarrassed/stunned as Willow takes a photo of the documents, and Darius says "I'm considering it an early father's day present- so, thank you, Hunter". End ID]
MERRY DADRIUS WEEK!!! Thank you to @sergeantsporks for hosting! There's other prompts I wanna do but they'll probably be late (maybe I'll do them in bulk and upload them on the final day). Til then here's a silly comic!
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secondbeatsongs · 18 days
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when you're into the Big Ship™ in a Big Fandom™, you have the luxury of having an OTP - a real One True Pairing, where you can read about just them for ages, and you will never run out of fics, and everything is perfect and beautiful and nothing hurts
but when you go to a smaller fandom, you'd better pray to whatever god you worship that someone else in this room ships the same thing that you do, and that if they do, they're writing more than late-night crackfic, because you're on thin fucking ice!
and how small is your small fandom? is it less than 100 fics? maybe even...less than 20 fics?
welp, then it's time to make peace with that god and either open up a text document or learn how to ship everything, because it's swim or drown babey! and your ship is sinking fast
anyway all of this is to say that after hanging out in small fandoms and shipping less-common pairings for a while, going back into a Big Huge Fandom™ is wild because suddenly it's like...wait, why didn't I ship these people again? I don't remember. why was I only sticking to one ship in this fandom?? boring of me, honestly. these guys should make out.
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the-names-kam · 8 months
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i’ve had an epiphany
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skitskatdacat63 · 8 months
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Fernando 2012 Chair Lore (source: me)
So I've been thinking a lot about Fernando sitting in this particular chair in the Ferrari garage in 2012 for [redacted] reasons:
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Originally I just wanted to find more pictures of it for reference, and then went down a rabbit hole of 2012 pictures, trying to figure out when exactly the chair came to be. There's so many pictures of him in it, and it's so funny to me to imagine them hauling this super villain chair all around the world for him. And so now I'm obsessed with the evolution of it:
Pre-Chair - Australia to Bahrain:
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He just had this little stool, well I should say big because it somehow still manages makes him look small. Clearly not comfortable; to paraphrase @sweatyflytrap, it's not conducive to his inner Shakespeare villain monologues
The Chair Appears - Spain
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He suddenly now has this, aforementioned, super villain chair. Several things, why is it like this. It looks like a sim chair almost ngl. And then the weird plexiglass support is confusing me, like where did they get that. It furthers my narrative they just had this chair that they couldn't put in a car so they put that clear bottom on it. Anyways yes good, now he has somewhere to brood
The Chair Evolves - Silverstone
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Look!! They gave him a booster seat!!!
The Chair is Now Here to Stay :)
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I downloaded a truly horrible amount of pics him in this chair, so now you all must also look at them >:)
*he still had the chair in 2013, but I think they took it away from him in 2014 :( Is nothing sacred in this world??? I hope he got to take it home hahaha
#i now have a psychosexual relationship with this chair#and im also just obsessed with the range of it???#theres an equal amnt of pics where he looks like a hot evil villain and then also ones where hes all curled up on it cutely#the co-stars to this post are really all his different sunglasses and the sexy button up fireproofs#this was actually like a true derangment post#irdk what came over me and caused me to make this but it is very important lore actually and i care a lot about it#im just curious about the origins still#like theyre suddenly like in spain 'here is a present for your home race'#the upgrade in silverstone is still killing me. ik its to make it more comfy but like...its literally a booster seat im sorry#but yeah fernando is so real in these. i too would sit in this chair all the time#okay now stay with me bcs this is just vettonso pilled BUT#the difference btwn him and seb in their garages is so funny to me#seb was always sitting on the cabinets like curled up on them lounging on them kicking his legs over them like a kid on a counter etc etc#and then fernando just has a fucking bond villain chair#and you wonder why i ship them so heavily. scoff scoff#this is just a ref post to draw him and seb together on the cha- huh what wait who said that? what was that huh that was weird#fernando alonso#f1#formula 1#formula one#*would be so fucking funny to tag this as lore#fa14#we do a little bit of f1#catie.rambling.txt#normal posts that catie normally makes in a normal fashion
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rexscanonwife · 15 days
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'Came a time, where every starfall brought you to tears again
We are the very hurt you sold'
Based on my own challenge to redraw your self ship as the MCR album cover uwu
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Taglist♡: @me-myself-and-my-fos @tiny-cloud-of-flowers @sunstar-of-the-north @dearly-beeloved @adoredbyalatus @changeling-selfship @crushes-georg @cherry-bomb-ships @rosieaurora @rejaytionships @sunflawyer @in-true-blue-love @tropicalgothships @hotrodharts @1980ssunflower
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