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thearoacemess · 6 months
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I just had the time to open my phone properly and WHAT DO I SEE? THE GO CREW IS CAUSING CHAOS AGAIN. This time it's Rob Wilkins with "Do it again".
ANYWAY DO YOU GUYS SEE THAT THIS SCENE IS A THOUSAND TIMES WORSE NOW
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HE WAS TRYING TO RECRATE THE FEELING OF CROWLY'S LIPS. His "I forgive you" meant "Do it again I'm trying to understand what is happening". But Crowly didn't know that and stormed away taking it at face value. He wanted to try it again but now he can't! SO HE WAS KISSING HIS HAND AND POSITIONING HIS LIPS THE VERY SAME WAY.
PLEASE LET THE MIDDLE-AGED IDIOTS COMMUNICATE FOR ONCE MY HEART IS ALREADY FINE AS DUST
tagging @fellshish cause I need someone to suffer with me and you're the very first one that comes to mind
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qtubbo · 8 months
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TILIN??????
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byakuyasdarling · 7 months
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I had a really cute comfort idea to do in my “small circle style” about kissing scars but it’s very hard to compose without making it look sexual (*big sigh*) — and I mean it’s literally impossible because of the scars’ location. I mean, you could shove flowers in the scars for some symbolism of growth and healing, but people may take that as romanticisation so it’s best to never pursue that piece.
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isjasz · 10 days
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🌖🌗🌘🌑🌒🌓🌖
(happy eclipse day yesterday🎆🎆🎆)
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tworattuesday · 26 days
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Philza lore :D
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I desperately want to make a full animation but I'm wary of losing motivation/not having enough time so I wanted to post some frames just in case I don't get farther
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kingkatsuki · 2 months
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Bakugou being so in love with you but he won’t ever admit it, my beloved.
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Can you imagine Bakugou, who’s been in love with you since the moment he met you, catching you one evening trying to bake cupcakes in the kitchen. And he can see how angry and frustrated you are instantly, even without the evidence of many many failed attempts strewn all over the countertop.
Uneven batter, burnt edges, no rise— each time seems to get worse, even though you’re following the recipe to a T. But it’s late, you’re exhausted, and the only pleasure you have now is eating the leftover cake mix off your wooden spoon as you sit on the counter overlooking the mess you know you’ll have to clean up.
“You’ll get sick eating raw cake batter, dumbass.” Bakugou rolls his eyes as he looks at the mess of burnt cupcake failures strewn across the kitchen, “Why don’t you just buy yourself a cake?”
“Because I wanted to make the cupcakes,” You pout pathetically, dumping the spoon into the sink as you prepare to start the tedious cleanup.
“But you can’t bake for shit.” Bakugou scoffs.
“I know,” You heave a sigh, “But it’s Valentines tomorrow, and I thought—”
You trailed off, not knowing how to explain to Bakugou that the cupcakes were supposed to be for him.
But of course Bakugou doesn’t realise that, however perceptive he thinks he is he can’t see the big, fat crush you’ve had on him for just as long. Trying to ignore the ache in his chest at the thought of you gifting these cupcakes to someone else as he shoulders you out of the way with your dirty bowl, sticking it beneath the warm stream of water as he begins to clean it up.
“You don’t need to do that, Bakugou. I made the mess, I can—”
“Shut up, shitty woman,” He rolls his eyes, trying to mask the pained rasp in his throat, “We’re gonna bake the best fuckin’ cupcakes you’ve ever had.”
And he’s right. The cupcakes that now sit cooling on the counter look perfect, all of them the same shape and consistency as you watch Bakugou hover over them with the piping bag as he swirls the orange mixture onto each one with precision.
He doesn’t say a word when you’re finished, only a gruff grunt as he excuses himself from the kitchen. Cheeks flushed pink from the praise you’d given him, the sweetest words from you.
“Have you got a valentine, Bakugou?”
“Nah, it’s a stupid fuckin’ holiday.” He despised the glow of hurt that flashed through your eyes at that, despised that he was the one to make you feel shitty about trying to do something nice.
When the truth is, he loved that you were trying to bake cupcakes for someone, it showed just how sweet, kind and perfect you really were— he just wished you were baking those stupid cupcakes for him.
If only he knew that you’d wanted them to be perfect because they were for him.
And now you weren’t going to gift them to him because he thought it was a stupid holiday, and it was a stupid idea to think he might actually want them.
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kentolove · 2 years
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“dump your bf if he’s never given you flowers before”
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He tries to console himself.
Really, he does.
He tells himself that it’s really not that serious, and all you did was like a tweet saying to dump your boyfriend if he’s never given you flowers before.
Has he ever given you flowers?
He thinks of your one month anniversary, then your six month, then your one year, then your two year anniversary, and how none of them were spent with a beautiful flowery confection in your hands.
He recalls your first date, how it was spent inside a small cafe where you both spilled your hearts to one another. He knows he never bought you any flowers. Yamaguchi proposed the idea, but he quickly shut him off with a, “what kind of bullshit is that? It’s only the first date, that’s too… romantic, I guess.”
Fuck, he should’ve listened to him. Yamaguchi is never wrong. Never.
He’s learned his lesson now.
The next time he sees you (an excruciating ten minutes after he’s seen your liked tweet) he sits you down on his lap.
“What’s this for?” You smile, and it’s that pretty one that nearly makes Tsukishima melt down to the ground.
“I have a question.”
“Okay,” you grab his cheeks into your two palms and squish his face together. He normally hates the action and immediately pushes your hands away, but he doesn’t have time for that now. Not when you’d break up with him for not buying you flowers.
“Would you ever break up with me?”
Your head tilts to the side in genuine confusion. Break up with your Kei?
“Don’t think too much into it.” He flicks your forehead gently. He can already tell your train of thought, and how you tend to overthink every detail of your life, so he slows your brain down.
“Uh, maybe if you cheated on me? But I think I’d kill you before I broke up with you, yeah.”
Okay. Yeah. He’s fine with that answer. He can live with that.
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Maybe he can’t.
It’s been nearly a month since he last asked you that question, and it still haunts him to this day.
He thinks that maybe one day you’ll come home and tell him that you’re sick of him, that he doesn’t deserve you, and you’ll pack all your bags and leave.
It stresses him out so much, that he vents. He vents. To Bokuto Kōtarō of all people. (He’s gone mad!)
Bokuto does the most Bokuto thing you’d expect, and gives Tsukishima the most obvious answer.
“Well why don’t you just buy them flowers then?”
“It’s not that easy, dumbass.”
“I think it is… I mean, you’re sad you haven’t bought them flowers, so buy them flowers. Problem fixed.”
He leaves the conversation utterly dissatisfied. Until the next day, at 3AM, Tsukishima Kei has a eureka! moment.
“I’ll just buy them flowers!”
(He jolts out of bed with a force so strong that he wakes you up.
You groan, sleepy and with drool at the corner of your mouth, “what are you yelling for? Go back to bed, Kei.”
“Yeah,” he whispers, to nobody in particular, “I’ll just buy you flowers.)
He leaves the house that morning, at around 9AM with a mission in mind. He’s going to the flower shop.
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Tsukishima enters the small store with hesitation, staring at all the beautiful plants and flowers with skepticism. Which ones would you like? What if you’re allergic to the one he picks out?
“Hello? How can I help you, sir?” A nice lady with a baby pink apron approaches him. She smiles, and Tsukishima thinks he’s being far too dramatic. It’s just some flowers.
“Uh, I’m looking for flowers that send the message of ‘I love you’ or something like that.”
The lady smiles even brighter.
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Your boyfriend walks into your home with a bouquet of red roses and baby’s-breath blooms. The arrangement is huge, big enough to cover the entirety of your Kei’s head.
“What’s this?” You ask, when he approaches you and places the roses on your lap.
“They’re for you.”
“Really?” Your eyes are as bright as he’s ever seen them, as dazzling as the sun in the sky.
And he can’t believe that he’s deprived himself of this. Of seeing you so happy over something so mundane—so simple—that your eyes shine brighter than all the lights in the night sky.
He loves you. And you love your Kei. (And those red roses, too.)
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somehow-a-human · 16 days
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An in no way definitive list of the things in Good Omens 2 that haunt my dreams.
The fast forwarding/rewinding sound effect in Ep1 when we are zooming in on the bookshop for the first time when Aziraphale receives Maggie's letter.
The double car honk that Aziraphale distinctly and worriedly looks out of Maggies record shop window toward. When else do we hear double car honks? 1. When Gabriel arrives in Soho, 2. when Muriel arrives in Soho, 3.???
When Shax threatens Crowley in the Bentley the plants in the backseat start shaking and squealing with fear.
The shattering/tinkling sound effect when Aziraphale gets out of the Bentley after returning from Edinburgh. Then when it happens the second time he looks confusedly back towards the noise. WHAT IS IT.
The presence/absence of Gabriel's statues cross in his flashback sequence.
The worth of a life, 5 pounds vs 90 guineas in 1827; 7 pounds 5 shillings vs 27 pounds 5 shillings in 1941. (adding this gem from @unabashedlyshadowynightmare : the cost of a flavoured latte in present day)
"high fidelity" and it being mentioned many times
The puppet resembling Crowley being named "Marv McGreedy" and the one resembling Aziraphale being named "Rodney Ryan".
The fact that Crowley revealed the body swap to Gabriel.
Shax bringing Crowley his mail at the ball.
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gokuisahimbo · 6 months
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Curry
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foxprints · 7 months
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As with most of my other Murderbot art, there's a long headcanon that goes along with this piece. This one can be summed up as: ART has an unexpectedly difficult time performing system maintenance on its engines using its repair drones after the alien synthetic incident. Murderbot steps in to help out and then continues to periodically help out because they both find that time together soothing.
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winepresswrath · 2 months
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sudden yearning for time travelling teen jiang fengmian lands at lotus pier fic that winds up being about a perfectly nice kid having a varying series of "oh no. i don't like that. that's a lot" reactions.
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bluestbadger · 1 month
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made this before i had a tumblr. felt the need to share
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henfox · 3 months
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FIRSTPRINCE AU: The Kissing Chamber (or, Marco x Elliott) "all you can do is love them... and make sure they know that you're never gonna slip away."
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chipistrate · 2 months
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An assortment of Sonic doodles while I still try n figure out how to draw these creatures (also as an apology for not posting in like. forever lmao)
Side note but I need Surge and Shadow to fight so badly. Like I NEED them to fight listen to me boy (gender neutral)
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ambiguousgrass · 2 years
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If ghosts have unfinished business then mine will be reading all the fics in my "marked for later" category on AO3
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mispelled · 1 year
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Ok I know the sexy polls aren't trending anymore but I haven't been able to stop thinking about them
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