#this is purely self indulgent lmao | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

heeracha · 2 years

Text

[ 3:47 PM ] — jay looks at you as he rests on the passenger seat. you were silent which was so unlikely. jay feels uncomfortable with the silent tension, wanting to talk to you. but you were obviously giving him the cold shoulder, keeping your eyes on the road. jay doesn’t know how long you’re going to keep this up, but he also doesn’t know that you can’t resist him.

“what the hell were you thinking, jongseong?” you said, pretending to be mad, but you were just so worried for your poor boyfriend.

“…you?“ he softly chuckles and he sees your hand become whiter as you tighten your grip on the wheel. “i’m sorry, i don’t want you to break up with me?”

“why the hell would i break up with you?” you say.

“you seem to love cats so much, so i thought if you find out i’m allergic, you would get bored at me because i can’t take care of your cats with you, bring you to cat cafes, all cat related stuff!” jay says with a small frown on his lips.

stupid boyfriend, sigh.

stupid adorable boyfriend with such pure heart.

you asked jay if he can take care of your cat along with your dad’s cats with you. he said yes. unknown to you he was allergic as fuck and that he prepared his anti-allergies and more allergy medicines. he started to sneeze after an hour, running to your bathroom with his bag until one of the medicines fall off his bag and you saw.

“jay,” you softly sigh. “it doesn’t matter. i love you no matter what. it’s especially not worth it if you’re going to be hospitalized every damn time!”

“but—“

“no.”

jay frowns and you sigh. “i appreciate it, okay? i really do, jay. it’s the sweetest thing anyone has done for me, but don’t do it again, okay?” you say and jay sighs.

“you’re not breaking up with—“

“oh my god.” you say and he sheepishly chuckles. “nothing will ever make me breakup with you, okay?”

“okay.” he softly says. “i love you.”

“i love you, too.” you smile.

you really do.

— rbs, likes and feedback are highly appreciated !! drop a hi in my inbox if u want <3

#i ghosted i know HEHEHEH this is insanely...... self-indulgent lmao i'll reply on the asks later i just dropped by bcs idk wtf to do on my #current task lmao here i am anywaysssss #i just...... idk i feel like jay would do this he's so pure and oh my god i love him #Hiraya-M #enhypen imagines #enhypen reactions #enhypen scenarios #enhypen x reader #enhypen drabbles #jay imagines #jay reactions #jay scenarios #jay fluff #jay x reader #jongseong imagines

1K notes · View notes

haydardotjpg · 1 month

Text

this started off as me trying to compare the character design of my OC yuwei and mizu blueeyesamurai because i'm afraid of drawing them too similarly (they both have a blue colour scheme, both have their hair tied up in a bun, both are mixed east asian with eye bags & dark circles, and both are full of Gender™️). but then i remembered that mizu blueeyesamurai is also very similar to my other OC indra in terms of personality and story. so then it became this.

#mizu bes #mizu blue eye samurai #mizu #blue eye samurai #bes mizu #haydar's OCs #this art is purely for my own self-indulgence but i hope yall at least enjoy the little mizu drawings in this lmao #there was an attempt #indrawasih kersani #yuwei chandra purnama

103 notes · View notes

iguessigotta · 1 year

Text

no thoughts head empty what if alt!Gabriel x reader warnings: none here, but there will probably be some with alt!Gabe in the future

you obviously get big scary dog privilege i mean come on

no one's touching you but him

which......might not always be a good thing...?

at least you're safe from the other alters

he wraps you in his wings a lot

i headcanon Alternate Gabriel to be like 12ft tall so. you're tiny compared to him

he puts his hand on your head a lot. just like. engulfs your entire noggin

i also headcanon that he's able to change size to some degree (look he's probably Literally Satan he can do some Weird Stuff ok)

which means he is able to shrink himself down a bit

but 7'2" is the shortest you've ever seen him

he tends to watch you. a lot

i mean he's gotta perfect his disguise and what would be more helpful than a live subject to study?

listen he loves (well...love might not be quite right) you in his own way but he is also some kind of Creature so he's gonna be a bit odd

#uuhhhh #anyway #hacks this up like a cat with a hairball lmao #i have alt gabriel brain rot right now ok shhhh #tmc x reader #the mandela catalogue x reader #alt gabriel x reader #alternate gabriel x reader #alt gabriel x you #alternate gabriel x you #mandela catalogue x reader #alt gabriel headcanons #alt gabriel fluff #kinda #fluff but like nefarious lmao #not a request #pure self indulgence #no thoughts head empty

695 notes · View notes

singharit · 2 years

Photo

head empty no thoughts just first kanaphan soaking wet.

#the eclipse #first kanaphan #*g #tv #yes i recycled the caption from the tee set. it's called being frugal.#thinking of starting a Wet Men Collection #he looks so cold 😭#not tagging this for exposure bc it's purely self indulgent lmao #if u see it u see it

482 notes · View notes

kayascodelorio · 9 months

Text

stop (stop, stop), you're losing me

#*#the summer i turned pretty #tsitpedit #tsitp #tvedit #belly conklin #conrad fisher #belly x conrad #tsitpsource #dawson's creek #pacey x joey #pacey witter #joey potter #dawsonscreekedit #this is just purely self-indulgent at this point lmao

147 notes · View notes

steponmesilco · 2 years

Text

I present to you a floppy/fluffy haired Silco ^^

#This was purely self indulgent #i just wanted to see him with floppy hair #floppy hair Silco pre-Act 1 #would definitely wear a ring lmao #silco #my art #silco my beloved #silco fanart #arcane silco #silco league of legends #arcane fanart

657 notes · View notes

azurityarts · 2 months

Text

This is random, but to my mutuals and followers, I'm curious:

#azuritalks #this is purely self-indulgent and out of curiosity lmao

22 notes · View notes

puppiesandnightlock · 6 months

Text

Link Nightwing and Flamebird

Aggggggghhhhhh this is the prompt i was so excited for!!! its my favorite one out of all of them!!

Summary: Its a masquerade ball and Jon is ready...if only he could find who he was supposed to be matching with.

i.e. damian and jon went matching to the gala but damian failed to mention who they were going as and they dance and its really cute.

A/N:

so, just a disclaimer, even tho i did do my reseach on the flamebird and nightwing thing and obviously ive read a shit ton of fics thta deal with this, im shortening it incredibly and switching up some things bc i have to fit it in the context its used for in this story anyways this is the prompt i was most excited for bc yassss masqurade ball and i almost made it a royalty one but at the last minute did this lol

If anyone would have asked Jon, he would tell them that everything that happened that night was completely Damian’s doing.

It started off simple enough, when the Kents had gotten an invite to the annual Wayne gala. He hadn't thought much of it, they were invited every year, his parents called to cover the event by the Planet.

Jon had completely forgotten about it until a week before, when his brother waltzed in one night and asked him what he was going to be for the masquerade ball.

“W-What?” He’d sputtered.

“Yeah, you know the ball Tim’s family puts on? We’re going as demons and angels.” Kon had said, laying in the air with his hands behind his head in a resting position.

“They didn’t tell me that!” Jon whipped out his phone and began spamming Damian with questions until his phone started ringing.

“ Honestly, corncob, must you do this now?”

The familiar annoyed tone drawled through the phone speaker.

“Uh, yeah! What the actual heck am I supposed to go as?”

The two boys could hear the eye roll through the phone, followed by the usual “tt '' of disappointment.

“ Calm yourself Jonathan, if it worries you so much, you can simply go matching with me. I’ll send something over in your measurements tomorrow, assuming they’re still the same from a few months ago .”

“Fine. What are we going to be?”

“ I think I'll let that be a surprise. I’ll see you next week, Jon.”

The phone clicked, signaling the end of the call.

“You see, your boyfriend has your back.”

Kon ruffled his hair, ignoring the angry screeches of “ He’s not my boyfriend, Connor!! You know what he is? He's a flaming piece of sherbet!”

“Still can’t swear.” He chuckled, zooming out the window.

The fact that Damian wouldn't tell him didnt stop the flow of guesses coming from the farmboy.

He pulled the worst guesses after a while, disappointed when even the best ones had been vetoed. The sun and moon one had come close, Damian had nearly smiled when he said it so that was close at least.

When the night of the gala came, he stepped into his room only to be greeted by an intricate box tied with a ribbon on his bed.

Opening it, he found a black suit, flames running up to his elbow from the cuffs, the suit otherwise black but illuminated by the colors of the sleeves.

The mask was built up with intricate patterns of gold, and when he put it on, it gave the picture of wearing fire itself.

Gasping, he stumbled a little, pulling it off before placing it delicately back in the box. As he took the suit out to put on after a shower, he noticed a paper floating out from under it. He snatched it midair and noticed Damian’s elegant script.

“ You have your half, now you will have to come find me. No powers, by the way.”

Of course he couldn't just tell me what we were doing. This is fire, right? What's the opposite of fire?

He dressed, finding in pleasant surprise that the coattails of the jacket had the same flames his cuffs did, cut in an odd jagged pattern. As he spun in the mirror, they flared out, almost resembling…dragon wings?

He picked up the mask again, noticing the way it curved down on his face, resembling a snout.

An idea began to form, it was if he had all the pieces of a puzzle but couldn't yet fit them together.

His parents had insisted on pictures, marveling at the suit and mask.

“Damian must have designed this himself. It has his mark of dramatics.” Lois traced the fire on the sleeve.

“What is he going as?” Clark asked as they got into the car that had gone to pick them up.

“He hasn't told me. I’m supposed to guess.” Jon rolled his eyes, the concept stupid to him.

Per usual, they were swarmed like celebrities themselves exiting the car, Lois and Clark mixing into the crowd as Jon stood alone at the top of the ballroom's large staircase, scanning the room of masks.

He caught Kon and Tim in the corner, both dressed in matching suits of deep red and soft white.

Dick had a redhead on his arm, as usual(choose your ship), matching sun and moon. Jason was hidden away by the refreshments, Duke following behind him. Steph and Cass were out on the dance floor, with coordinated dresses like the queens they were.

Tired, he gravitated towards the refreshments and fought the urge to run a hand through his slicked curls.

As he looked up, his gaze landed on a man there, sipping from a glass of champagne with an amused smirk on his face.

His suit was a deep navy, almost black, with a thick light blue stripe making up the design. The coattails were a familiar dragon wing shape. It suddenly clicked in his mind who they were supposed to be, and without a second thought, he strode over and offered the shorter man his hand.

“Care to dance?”

Damian’s green eyes twinkled at him as he set down his flute to take his hand.

“Took you long enough.”

They swept out onto the dance floor, brushing by Steph and Cass, who winked at them and shot thumbs up to Damian behind Jon’s back.

He huffed and turned back to Jon, the flaming colors of his mask making his eyes stand out like icy blue pools.

The song played on, and Jon leaned in to whisper.

“Nightwing and Flamebird, huh?”

“Mhm. You were rather close with your sun and moon theory, and the fire and ice as well.”

They spun, transitioning into formal waltz.

“Never thought you’d go with an old kryptonian legend. They were partners, the best of the best. Soulmates. Flamebird kept Nightwing from falling too far into the dark, and nightwing vowed to be by his side forever.”

“Lovers.”

Jon nearly tripped over his own shoes. “What?”

“They were lovers, if I'm not mistaken.”

“Y-yeah, that too.” He grinned suddenly. “Dami, are you a romantic ?”

“No! The very thought is appalling, I would never stoop to such a level of meaningless gibberish.”

Being the little shit he was, Jon listened to the skip in his c̶r̶u̶s̶h̶ best friend’s heart as he dipped him slightly, bringing his face closer.

“I think you are.”

“So that’s the way you wanna play it, Kent?”

Damian hitched a leg over his waist, doing a specific movement to the beat of the music and smirking at his blush.

“Because you’re sure to lose.”

“We’ll see about that, bat boy.”

The world around them became blurry, the only thing in the room being the two of them and the rhythm of the music.

One moved, and the other tried to top it. They wove it all together in a beautiful dance, daring each other with the way they moved, the sly grins and glints in their eyes the only words they needed.

The goal was to make each other as flustered as possible, and every gasp, blush, and breathy laugh was a prize. As the music began to slow, they spun out, back in, and into a low dip, panting heavily.

A flush of exhaustion brushed their cheeks, sweat beaded on their foreheads. For a moment, their surroundings had frozen, and there was just them. All the unspoken emotions, the words missed for years had somehow been spilled out in simple dance, and they were shook, the only thing snapping them out of it was the applause that sounded once they’d stopped dancing.

Quickly they stumbled apart, smoothing their suits and giving a nervous bow as the gala goers clapped, having watched the whole exchange.

Grabbing Damian’s hand, he led them through the crowd that had gathered to watch them, ending up in the hallway of the manor.

Green eyes twinkled at him as he began trying to speak, stuttering out a long drawn confession speech he’d made somewhere around five years ago.

“For the love of- Get over here, Corncob.”

Damian tugged his shirt collar, reaching up on his toes to press his lips against the others.

The flush returned, more prominent than before.

“I-ah…the feeling is mutual, then?” Jon squeaked, mentally slapping himself for such a stupid response.

“Quite.” A pink color was dusting the caramel complexion of the shorter boy as well.

Grinning, he bent to place a kiss on the smaller boy’s cheek, taking his hand. “What do you say we get out of here, then?”

“I’d say yes.”

*********************************************************************

for @super-sons-week-2023

30 notes · View notes

ugetelynx · 8 months

Text

What would you do if you found a half human half mutated bioweapon thing chained up in an abandoned lab? Well whatever you had in mind was probably a lot smarter than Leon’s idea. Which was apparently free Luis and take him home with him. Now Luis has to learn how to function with his new body and Leon has to figure out how to keep his new “roommate” safe from his employers.

Tags: bioweapon Luis, mild body horror, mild hurt/comfort, leon s. kennedy needs a hug, luis serra needs a hug, infected luis serra, scientist luis serra, well he was one, pre-resident evil 4 remake, luis serra has ptsd

#IM FINALLY FUCKING DONE HOLY SHIT #I’ll update tags for this fic as I go lmao #this is purely self indulgent #serennedy #luis serra #leon kennedy #luis serra navarro #leon s kennedy #serrenedy

43 notes · View notes

lavenoon · 1 year

Text

Well, he has a point

Based on a conversation I had with my sister

#post let luce #fnaf sb #fnaf sun #fnaf moon #shh he counts #my art #I don't work in a daycare but I do work with kids but it's hard to think of myself as patient somehow lmao #“I'm really impatient sometimes I just don't take it out on other people” so... you're patient?#me @ myself #this is pure self indulgence including that last panel that made everyone in stream laugh at the height difference #I KEEP FORGETTING HOW TALL I MADE THEM #LIKE HOW THEY ACTUALLY COMPARE TO MY TINY ASS #me: i like height difference im making them tall #me: oh god theyre so tall #but yeah have at it lmao

165 notes · View notes

salsakiyoomi · 8 months

Text

[12:49 AM]

thinking about miguel coming home late at night after patrol, to the apartment being uncharacteristically quiet, until he finds you, his daughter, sitting by the kitchen counter, resting your head on it. you give him a lazy smile, one that he returns as he heads over to you, ruffling your hair before moving to the bathroom to take his shower and unwind.

thinking about how he apologizes for missing dinner again after he had promised you that he'd return home early tonight just so he could spend more time with you — he was a busy man some, if not all times, the spiderman business took up most of his time, giving him little to no hours to spend with you, so that means whatever chance he got, he always spent it on you — he's a good dad, really, he tries his hardest, especially when it comes to you.

thinking about how he orders your favourite takeout to make up for the dinner he missed, deciding that the two of you were too tired to make dinner yourselves, not to mention that neither of you were skilled chefs — he promises to spend the rest of the night with you, probably binge watching your favourite show with you, saying that he'll take tomorrow off for a father-daughter day out.

thinking about how he asks you how your day was, how was school, only for you to give quiet hums and short replies in response, it's not like you were upset at him for missing dinner, it seemed more like something else was bothering you — so he asks you what it is, and you tell him that some friend of yours has been ghosting you for some time now, only for them to make a comment today that was the last straw for you.

thinking about the slight frown of concern on his face as he listens to you, cause how dare your friend ghost you? his amazing, beautiful and talented daughter who had the kindest of hearts — whatever, their loss, is what he tells you, tells you not to worry yourself about it and that you'll find better friends, ones that'll actually appreciate you.

thinking about him noticing how unusually quiet you are, how solemn your expression is, so he puts his arm over your shoulders and tugs you closer to him, muttering to you about how you're too good for your petty, childish friend who thought it was a good idea to lose you, and in his embrace, hot tears prick your eyes, but it's okay because his large frame covers yours like a blanket keeping you safe from everything the indifferent world has to offer.

thinking about how he runs his fingers gently through your hair as you sob into his chest, body trembling slightly in his arms as you mumble some incoherent stuff to him, words that he can't hear in between your cries but he listens anyway — miguel knew that you were always a lonely kid, an outcast and a bit of the odd one out, you didn't have many friends, never had many friends, much less close ones for that matter, but that's okay.

it's okay 'cause he'll always be here for you, he was your dad after all and there was nothing he loved more than you.

#daddy issuess by the neighborhood starts playing #this is purely self indulgent #sorry im like really depressed lolsies #also this is strictly platonic if it isnt obvious lmao #just thinkin abt dad miguel #atsv #spiderman atsv #atsv miguel #miguel o'hara #miguel spiderman #miguel x reader #miguel fluff #spiderman 2099 #atsv x reader #miguel x y/n

47 notes · View notes