#ppspsps

[xxgoingbattybabesxx]

Why, would you rather he promise he will bite you, instead?

He spies something black and yellow~

[bisoubee]

just a femme waiting to find her gomez addams butch

[reinabeestudio]

Eatin fish n chips atm. Bringing s!3v3n strangled red and his very alive brother mike strangled red to have some as well. Sprayin him with water if he misbehaves

[d3cay1ngst4tic]

— scraped knees, watery smiles.

contents. suguru geto x gn!reader. angst to fluff. hurt/comfort.

★ jiah’s notes. pspspsps sugu ppspsps

you can feel him stare at you.

warm, honeyed pools gazing at the back of your head, steady and calm. even though he’s standing at the door, you can feel his wispy breaths which make the little hairs on your neck stand up in alarm.

(sunlight seeps through the windows, dancing its own little dance across the wooden flooring, going on and on and on— even if there is no one to see.)

“. . go away,” you murmur.

and as usual, all he does is sigh.

perhaps you feel a little selfish, perhaps you feel a little. . hurt. why wouldn’t he respond? why wouldn’t he argue? why wouldn’t he just. . say something?

(a pause.)

“at least tell me what i did,” and oh how your heart drops through your chest, falling into the arms of the sunshine lingering on the wood below, “i just don’t want us to fight.”

you know you’re being irrational. you know you’re being unreasonable. you know you’re being— well— god knows what other negative things you’re being what you shouldn’t be in an argument.

(but that’s what makes you human.)

suguru on the other hand. .

even though your back faces him, you can already picturise the expression on his face— which is none at all. just slightly pursed lips and a twitch on his brow, and those god—forsaken eyes that just stare at you.

(suguru’s just trying to sweep away the eggshells that you’ve accidentally dropped onto the ground.)

shaky little steps, trying to brush away dust from the cracked edges of the porcelain.

(he doesn’t realise that kissing the scratches won’t heal them and all he does is stain the white with his blood.)

“i know you don’t want us to,” you say, and your voice cracks a little, “but i do. okay?”

you want to fight. you don’t want to go back to normal and pretend eveything’s alright. you don’t want to look at him. you don’t want to be in the same room as him right now. you don’t want to, of course you don’t— when all he does is shake his head and huff out an exasperated little sigh, like he knew best.

(like, suddenly, you are a little kid once again, trying to understand what’s wrong with befriending strangers. like what’s wrong with talking to things that don’t talk. like what’s wrong with trying to plant a sapling in a rotting forest.)

(like your feelings are something so insignificant that they’re brushed off without an explanation.)

suguru’s eyes soften.

“okay,” he murmurs. “i’ll give you ti—”

your fists clench.

there he goes again.

why does he have to be so patient? it irks you, honestly. it makes you feel stupid every time you have an argument. why couldn’t he just. . fight back? like you. you, sitting here with a broken pot in your hands, and all he does is take your bloodied fingers in his and coo your tears away, rather than asking how or why you shattered it. it makes you mad. it makes you. . it makes you— why is he so understanding? why can’t he just—. .

(. . show that he’s mad at you?)

you might’ve said that out loud, because suguru goes rigid.

“. . .”

“. . .”

you finally break.

a small sniffle escapes you. it’s a tiny thing, barely audible over the cacophony of thoughts flowing in his head. and it’s enough to make him shatter.

“you’re so. . you’re so—” warm hands wrap around your torso, and you cry against his chest, clawing at his shirt, “insufferable. why can’t you just—”

“i’m mad at you,” he hums, rubbing your back. “i am.”

(a pause.)

“how would. . how would i know?” suguru swallows at how small you sound. “w—why can’t you. . say anything?”

“i can’t say everything i feel at the moment, honey.”

“but you can say something.”

(bless his little porcelain heart. it crumbles completely, little shards sticking into his lungs and making it hard to breathe.)

a hand cups your cheek, oh so gently that you might just melt. you brace yourself internally. now, just now he’s going to say something that’ll make you feel dumb. again. and you’ll be left standing with bandaged fingers and swollen eyes again—

suguru’s lips press against your forehead.

no matter how much you want to hate him, it always grounds you. always.

(like the hands which tie your shoelace for you when you’ve fallen over before, scraped knees and watery smiles.)

“okay,” he whispers. “okay.”

“. . .”

“i’m sorry,” you freeze a little, “i’m sorry, baby.”

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[ravenwriter16]

I'm doing a WHOLE BATCH of meme templates and this one inspired a whole comic!

Featuring..

Dun dun da dunn!

Little me!

Meanwhile the dads: SNATCH

Me: AAAAAAA A BIG HAND IS COMING TO EAT ME WAAAAAAAA

Me: *hides*

Sun: *sigh*

Sun: ppspsps..cmere baby it's okay..

Me: *climbs on*

Sun: *shows off his now EXTREMELY TINY baby* *proud happy dad noises*

Sun is VERY HAPPY to have tiny bby me

Moon + eclipse: GASPP

Moon: awwww

Eclipse: MY BABY IS 10X CUTER

Cooing intensifies

Little baby you?????

*Platonic yandere dads start holding you gently and cooing at you*

AWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!1

[keeper0f-k3ys]

I wish I could ppspsps all my jirai mooties over here but I don't wanna post this blog on main :(

im mainly scared cuz I have irls on main and they don't know :/

[justanapplenothinghere]

PPSPSP...BFB FANS.. OBJECT SHOW FANS..THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS FANS ..LOOKIE! LOOK!

FOUR:

X( THE BUBBLE THING..IDK I KINDA DID MY OWN THING FOR THEIR DESIGN):

LEAFY:

FIREY:

PIN:

RUBY:

LOLLIPOP:

COINY:

[ozgog]

you are traveling through ancient woods that are reputed to swallow entire armies without leaving so much as a trace . you come upon a giant dragon who is too busy eating rocks to notice you . do you or do you not ppspsps the rock eating dragon

[bisoubee]

pretty sure waking up in the arms of a cute lil butch lesbian would cure me of all melancholia

[themosthatedbeingg]

Oh he’s practically vibrating with excitement, “YES!!! ABSOLUTELY!! It’ll be so much fun!!”

{He’s very excited for the masquerade ball he has the perfect costume and mask picked out, now he just need to find a plus one or two to bring with him! That’s right the king is looking for a possible companion for the party ! }

[fence-time]

Ppspsps zedaph fans , I think you should listen to the ‘a world without podcast’ it has silly zed ( and Jack) content

[th3lightyougaveme]

PPSPSPS ROGERSPORT FANS!! I FINALLY FINISHED THE FANFIC.

Gehehehe,, not a lot of warnings needed buttt,, alcohol mentions!! And Jack is a little all over the place sorry if he's ooc 😞😞

I tried and this took me way too long and I needed to get it done holy shit

[cloverychan]

I kept on seeing this on twitter lmao i made a magolor one ppspsps

[neodafloof555]

Ppspsps you reblogged my art trade post would you like to draw for each other :^

am isn't too good at the arts but It sounds like fun!! what would we draw?

[isopod-nicopod]

Ppspsps. Pspspspsps.

You. Yes, you.

Would you be interested in an angst hurt/comfort fic where Merasmus is one of the main characters?

sure tag me when your done 💥💥💥

[healingpuppys]

Ppspsps could you maybe do a Sestro agere moodboard with legos?

here ya go!!

agere sestro moodboard

☆ Requests: Open ☆