#i'm screaming and crying and throwing up.......

[my-little-random-world]

HELP MY HEART!!!!!! Sam definitely knows how to make us happy 💯

[jay-drinks-gasoline]

*screaming, crying, throwing up*

i'm normal about these fictional characters from a kids show :3

I thought it was the most hilarious thing that Adrienette's dynamic was

Adrien (platonic) loves touching Marinette and being in her personal space

While Marinette (romantic) can't handle touching Adrien on her own and can't help but recoil from him (tho ofc not all the time)

[my-great-big-book-of-fan-fiction]

L Lawliet x Reader: how L handles pregnancy

Wrote this because I need fluff! Enjoy!

Lets get one thing straight, L would never expect himself to be a father

He's too busy

He's too closed off

He's too much of a target

But, on the other hand, he thought the same exact things about dating before he met you

And all you've done is bring him more joy and peace than he's ever experienced

On the other other hand, babies were entirely different

He couldn't find himself growing attached to a clump of cells, or a screaming raisin with hands

They were a lot of work, and while he had plenty of free time when he wasn't working, when he was he had to be able to devote himself to it completely

They also were loud, and smelly, and entirely uninteresting

But...you did want one very badly. He's not stupid, he can see how you look at toddlers on the street, or ads for baby bottles, or women pushing strollers

It was something you gave up in silence when you committed yourself to him, along with things such as weddings, and settling in one spot, and seeing your family often

All of that to say, his narrow success with the kira case has given him much to think about considering what he wants, what you want, and the value of his own life

He could have died

He could have died.

And what would you be left with? He didn't give you very many options, he's accidently turned you into quite the dependant person

it was the day he sentenced Light Yagami and all of his accomplices to death that he set up a will concerning everything to do with you, essentially setting you up for life. You don't know about this.

Weeks later, something that almost seems like fate strikes. You come to him, nervous, holding a pregnancy test.

You didn't want to alarm him, but your period was late, and most recently you've been experiencing morning sickness.

Turns out you're pregnant, about 4 weeks given the symptoms.

Now, you were standing in the doorway of the bathroom, test in hand, wide-eyed. He can't tell what it is, fear or excitement, or a mix of the two, but you're looking to him for solutions

"L...look..."

"What do I do?"

It's the first time he's been at a true loss for words.

It was a very good question.

What do you do?

"What would you like to do?"

He knew it wasn't that simple, but it would be nice to know your thoughts

"I...I don't know..."

"Would you..." he almost didn't want to ask

"Would you like to keep it?"

And then you were crying

it took quite a while to calm you down

But after a good, long talk, it was decided

You would keep the child

He doesn't know why he agreed or offered

He doesn't find himself to be good with kids

Maybe it was because he wanted something other than cases to do

Maybe it was because he wanted you to be happy

Either way, it wasn't a particularly good reason

In retrospect, he probably shouldn't have agreed so easily

no matter what, he was now determined to at minimum be well-read

you found that within a week, he was bombarding you with facts and questions

"Did you know ginger tea is extremely helpful with nausea? Would you like to try it?"

"The fetus should be about the size of a grain of rice, if we've calculated correctly."

"Are you feeling any tenderness around your breasts, or any mood swings?"

by the second month, he's asking questions you couldn't possibly answer

"How often did your mother pump breast milk? It would be useful to know about any aunts or cousins as well."

"They say a woman's intuition is the best tell of a baby's gender. I'm not one for superstition, but...do you have any feeling one way or the other?"

"It should be about the size of a raspberry by now."

As endearing as it was, his excitement could get a little tiring, especially when these questions were asked at 12 in the morning

That said, he more than made up for it with his patience

every time you rushed to the bathroom to throw up, he was padding after you to hold your hair and rub soothing circles across your back

Every time you had the oddest, frankly disgusting cravings, he was there to bring you pickles wrapped in ham and pepper jack cheese, or fill the sink with dishsoap so you could obsess over the smell while you ate ice

every time you sobbed over the fact that the puppies in the adoption commercials were "too cute to live in a place like this," he was there to run his fingers through your hair and assure you that puppies don't understand social injustice

he, to his own surprise, enjoys watching your belly grow, and your body change to accommodate the life inside

He swears you're glowing

In his own head, of course

He's also keeps you on a very strict schedule

at least 9 hours of sleep, three meals a day, all with the proper vitamins and proteins to support your health

You swear he worries too much, which he quickly bites back with a cool, "many things can happen during pregnancy. We must keep our odds high."

he's made part of his routine resting his head on your stomach every night before bed, with the excuse that he enjoys your fingers on his scalp

To his surprise, about 4 months in, he feels something

Like a little push, tiny and right against his face

"Oh, the baby kicked," you cooed

"Fascinating..."

Ever since then, he's kept his hand or face on you any time you sit down

When the gender reveal comes, you don't have anyone to celebrate with, besides Watari

You decide to do a cake reveal just between you and L

"What do you want? A boy, or a girl?"

"I want a baby."

Typical of him

You let him do the slicing, and at the first peek of blue, you were already screaming

"It's a boy! L, its a boy! We're having a baby boy!"

L knows you well enough to know either sex would have the exact same reaction

Despite his indifference, the reveal does solidify how real it all is

He would have a son

His son, baking inside of you, right now

It's jarring to think about

months later, 5 to be exact, L was rather nervous

"Do birth defects run in your family?"

"C-sections?"

"Have you been hydrating properly?"

You have to reassure him every time that things will be okay

It's best to distract him with questions of your own

"Do you think he'll have your eyes?"

"What should we name him?"

"I bet he'll be just as curious as you are."

The night your contractions start is the night he finally gets to put everything he learned to use

He and watari take you to the nearest hospital, go-bag and carseat already loaded, all while you pant and moan about the pain

Getting you settled in the hospital was the easiest part, luckily they had an available room

The hard part was watching someone he loved go through so much pain

The total time you spent in labor was 12 hours

L held your hand all the way through, even if he's sure you probably broke one of his fingers

"I read breathing slowly is helpful with-"

"SHUT UP, I'M PUSHING A GODDAMN WATERMELON OUT OF MY CUNT"

Needless to say, you didn't really care about facts while in active labor

When the baby finally escaped, L made sure he was handed to you as soon as possible, after all skin to skin contact is highly important for bonding

It was covered in blood and gunk and all other things, by any objective view it was utterly disgusting

But the moment it was cradled against your chest, all wrinkled and small and helpless...

He felt overwhelmed with more love than he's ever felt before

Pure, unending love

Somehow, there was a creature on this earth he loved more than you

When it was finally time for the baby to be taken for cleaning and check-up, he only sat beside you, still holding your hand, quietly waiting for his son to return

"L...we have a baby..."

"We do."

"How do you feel?"

"How do you feel?"

"...answer the damn question, I just gave birth."

"I'm worried for the future. But hopeful, as well."

When the baby finally returns, and he's offered the chance to hold him, he panics, just a little

What if he drops him?

He has to support the head

Remember to support the head

And the body as well

And don't hold him too tight

Or too loose

It isn't until he's actually in his arms that L can relax

Just a tiny thing, with a mess of black hair at the top of his coconut head

And when his son opens his big, black eyes?

L will do anything and everything for this child

For his son

[coupsoficecream]

Edit's

All you ever did lately was replay edits of your girlfriend. The same clip—over and over again. Because yeah, you’re needy… and just a little desperate for her attention. It’s been too long since you last spent time together. But hey, you knew from the start what dating an idol meant: late replies, missed calls, long-distance reality. Still, as long as Karina was yours—your hot girlfriend—you could survive anything. Until one day, she noticed something. You’d been hiding your phone more than usual. And that’s when the truth came out.

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It had been months since you last saw Karina in person.

And while most people had the strength of will to survive that kind of long-distance relationship...

You didn’t.

You were the kind of girlfriend who needed attention like air.

Texts weren’t enough.

Phone calls weren’t enough.

Even video calls left you wanting to throw your phone into the wall after ten minutes of “I miss you too.”

You wanted her here. You wanted her voice in your ear, her weight on your lap, her stupid cold fingers sliding under your shirt just to feel your warmth and say,

“You’re soft. I like touching you.”

You wanted all of it and because you couldn’t have it...

You settled for watching fan edits. Over. And over. And over again.

It started innocent.

Just a little clip of her performing UP in London.

But then it spiraled.

The angles. The hair. The way her eyes sparkled when she smirked mid-dance. The way her hands ran through her hair, confident and slow. The way her tongue touched her top lip before she sang her part.

Your screen time skyrocketed.

You started curating a private Karina folder.

You named it “for research purposes” but it was just your emotional support collection.

It got worse.

You saved fancams. You made a playlist. You knew the timestamps of every smirk, wink, and hair flip.

At this point, you were basically your own Karina fansite.

And the worst part?

You never told her.

You pretended you were the chill girlfriend. The nonchalant one. You barely complimented her to her face, afraid it’d sound too obsessive. You’d dodge her flirtatious teasing like it was the plague.

“Oh, that outfit? Yeah, it’s nice.”

“Your dance today? Mm. Could’ve gone harder.”

But behind her back? You were crying into your blanket like a fangirl in heat.

That’s exactly what you were doing now.

Lying on your couch in a big hoodie, legs tangled in a throw blanket, Karina’s edit on full brightness.

It was the one with the slow zoom-in of her licking her lips before a wink. The audio was synced to a stupid TikTok remix that made her ten times hotter.

You were screaming internally.

Curling your toes.

Chewing your finger.

Burying your face in the pillow.

Yelling “GET OUT OF MY PHONE” even though you hit replay five times.

And then—

you heard a sound.

The front door clicked.

Your heart dropped.

You ripped your headphones out, scrambled upright, and fumbled to throw your phone under the pillow like it was illegal contraband. You weren’t expecting her. You didn’t even check your messages. But there she was.

Karina.

Hair tied up, wearing a hoodie that was half zipped, cheeks a little pink from the cold. Carrying a duffel bag and takeout in one hand.

You froze.

She blinked. “Surprise.”

You smiled weakly. “H-Hey…”

She looked at you. Really looked.

Your flushed face. Your panicked hands. The way you’d immediately pressed your body against the couch like you were hiding something.

Her eyes narrowed playfully.

“...What were you watching?”

“Nothing.”

“Is that why you look like a tomato?”

“No, I—I just—I'm warm—”

Karina stepped closer. Her grin widened. She tossed her bag to the floor, dropped the takeout on the table, and leaned on the back of the couch behind you.

“Was it a video?”

"Or a p-"

"HELL NAW-" A low chuckle muffle against her lips, makes you wanna pull her onto the couch then make out till the sun rise.

“...An edit?”

“...Of me?”

You didn’t answer.

She reached behind you. Swiped the pillow away like a boss fight item.

Grabbed your phone.

You gasped. “YAH—!”

It was too late. The screen lit up.

And there it was. Her face, paused mid-smirk, mid-hair flip, in glorious HD. Karina blinked. “Is this—”

She hit play.

The sound boomed. Music, fan screams, and her face doing all kinds of sinful things to your sanity. You covered your face with both hands.

“I’m going to melt. I’m going to dissolve into the floor.”

Karina laughed. Like, really laughed.

Then she climbed over the couch—literally climbed—knees pressing against the cushion, until she was hovering above you.

“You watch edits of me when I’m not around?”

“Oh my God. You’re such a simp.”

“My cool girlfriend is secretly my biggest fan?”

You groaned, hiding under the blanket. “I hate you.”

“You love me,” she sang, pulling the blanket down. You looked up at her, pouty and flustered.

“You’re not allowed to be this hot and also this smug. Pick one.”

She leaned in, face dangerously close to yours, lips parted just slightly.

“I choose both.”

Your brain short-circuited. She stared at you for a moment, gaze softening.

“You should’ve told me you missed me this much,” she whispered.

You swallowed. “I didn’t wanna be too much.”

Karina brushed her fingers against your cheek, her thumb stroking softly near your temple.

“You’re never too much.”

You almost cried right there. Instead, you choked out, “Well. Your edits are.”

“Want the real thing?”

Before you could answer, she tilted her head—

And kissed you.

Not just a peck.

But the kind of kiss that made your legs numb. That made your hands fumble to hold onto her hoodie.

That made your heart explode into glitter and sparkles and girlhood. When she pulled away, you were red all over.

“Speechless?” she teased. You nodded dumbly.

Karina leaned in again, whispering in your ear:

“Next time, instead of watching me through a screen… just ask.”

“I’ll give you a private show.”

You short-circuited on the spot.

[haydenthewitch]

"i'm used to inviting you into the captain's quarters and being like, 'okay, what the fuck do i do?'" GUYS MARYA X VAN IS GETTING MORE AND MORE REAL. TO ME. TO ME.

"Her charisma always overpowers my wisdom". CRYING. SCREAMING. THROWING UP. I'LL LOSE IT

[a-green-snake-with-glasses]

the new video oh my godddd

day 5/? of spinning a wheel of ships to draw for pride month because i’m bored and in a lot of fandoms.

(Characters are Ivan and Till from the youtube series Alien Stage :] )

[crazylittlejester]

rawr rawr rawr (this is dinosaur for I'm bored and sad, do you have anything silly from mmau to cheer me up?)

i hope you feel less sad soon, i have a few silly things :)

- Twilight really really likes sonic and regularly quotes the snapcube dub. “you hot topic wanna be and you blue gumball son of a bitch” is said at minimum three times a week, he has an instinctual response to respond with a quote whenever he hears “you’re an asshole”, and the whole entire eggman piss on the moon speech is just in his head ready to go whenever he needs it

- When War is really sleepy or he doesn’t feel good he’ll put on his cartoons in the portuguese dub because it’s easier for him to understand. he spent 17 years of his life only speaking portuguese at home, it’s his first language and he’s more comfortable with it even now, and also when he doesn’t feel good its just nice to hear. He’ll just curl up with his cats and watch his cartoons (because he doesn’t like dubs of live action things because their mouths being off from what they’re saying bothers him a lot, but he will put on portuguese subtitles sometimes when he needs em)

- Sky has War and Twi’s drink orders memorized and sometimes before he leaves work when he knows those two will be home he’ll clock out, buy the drinks, make them so Legend or whoever else is working doesn’t have to, and then leave and bring his friends little treats. and his boss thinks this is really sweet of him

- Milo (War’s black cat) one time lost his emotional support stuffed fish and walked around the apartment crying and this made War so sad he literally cried about it and Sky and Twilight helped him search the whole place for his baby’s emotional support toy. Turned out Tara (War’s other cat) had been sitting on it

- War and Twi love playing resident evil together, and since only two of the eight main games are multiplayer when they play the others they trade off who’s actively playing. which turns to Twi getting overwhelmed during a boss fight and just throwing the controller at War who then screams

[midnight1nk]

I'm not even joking, this single second changed me as a person. This right here was everything to me specifically, period.

And not even only that, it also changed the trajectory of the goop!4 theory. No yeah bc before, I was like "there may 2 different parasites in IGBP, but eh maybe I'm stretching things here", my silly two-sides-same-coin talk. Yall already know the usual. And then THIS popped up? Like HUH???? Admittedly, this alone isn't going to make it plausible but it's a bit of proof. "For what exactly?" Well, not necessarily my initial speculation but more as something to consider in general, y'know?

Anyway, the point is:

I'm never going to get over this, ever.

Hell, I couldn't even describe to you what my initial reaction was (I did scream cry throw up tho /hj). Like seriously. who in the Team put this in the script? Was it even in there? I know for a fact it was Anaidon who animated that scene, but what's up with this, Team??? Feel like I need to shake them by the shoulders.

I NEED ANSWERS, TEAM/silly

Either way, whoever had the idea in the first place, it was absolutely brilliant and I do hope it comes back somehow. I would go insane if this was a part of Puzzles' backstory. More than usual, yes

also WOTFI '24 also gave us this, which is still crazy

[hushbats]

Buggy was willing to give it all up so that he could partially achieve his dream through Shanks because that's Shanks' dream too, right? If anyone is destined to find the One Piece, it's Shanks, right?

Shanks' dream was simply to live out his life on the seas with Buggy.

Both lost their dream the same day they lost Roger. And neither knows why. They never truly understood the other, and neither one ever got over it.

So, one spent his life wondering what went wrong and lements daily on what could have been.

The other can't escape the hurt and anger, and so let's it swallow him whole, which stunts any attempt or desire to grow as a pirate because without other, what is he? And what can he do, really?

Oda is out here giving us so much gay Shuggy angst, I don't even need to read fanfic anymore! I'm screaming, crying, throwing up.

[orions-aether]

adaine punching her dad to death "guess what bitch I'm strong now" adaine punching her dad to death "you never have to be afraid of being weak again" adaine punching her dad to death "your father hurt you and he hurt your sister and no matter what anybody fucking thinks about it guess what he never gets to hurt anybody ever again" adaine punching her dad to death ADAINE PUNCHING HER DAD TO DEATH

[94erz]

Color Psychology, Red;

Love, Power, Passion, Confidence, Aggression, Dominance, Attraction, Persuasion, Performance, Energy, Risk-taking, Unapologetic, Intense, Fiery

❤️ Happy Birthday j-hope ❤️

[jez-bez]

If I let you go, can you go back to your room and sleep? [...] Phu. I think... I can help you. Phukan. I've already warned you. You've done it for me before. I just... want to do it for you too. Can I?

[hualian]

Heaven Official's Blessing new short film PV to celebrate 4 years of the donghua 🦋

[elisavi]

poor old vimes, here in gutter

[puyoupuyou]

⚠️cw // blood

And I wanted to be able to listen, to digest the bloody images, to paint them flat and unremarkable on the vase of posterity. To release him from it, and make him Achilles again.

one of my favorite lines in the song of achilles! every time i reread them they always gut-punched me in ways i could not describe 🧎

[floodflameschosen]

noah @ sonic temple tonight