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[shhuuga]

(⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡ DATE NIGHT POSTS (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

🧁 summary: bf!skz needs to show u off, what better than a post on twitter!

🍨 genre: tooth-rotting fluff 😵‍💫

🎫 warnings: none (lmk if i missed anything!)

[candied-peach]

the feeling when you're drawing logan or patton and you're like "ah yes, done" and then realize you forgot their fucking glasses again

[dreamsugargumbloggirl]

Princess Loolilalu Meets Baroness Von Bon Bon

Sorry for inactivity because i just took 4 hours of drawing.

Here's my crossover artwork with The Amazing Digital Circus and Cuphead, i decide to draw a new candy-themed woman meets another candy-themed woman because i saw a new character appeared in a short TADC video called "POMNI WAKE UP TIME TO GO ON AN ADVENTURE".

Princess Loolilalu is my new favourite TADC character nowadays along with Ragatha, she's so gorgeous, fun, cute and reminds me of Baroness Von Bon Bon!

And at least, she became friends with her.

[sh-igaraki]

[starseablossoms]

i love these overalls ♡

[sourpatchkitties]

Wip

[v01c3s-mp3]

Just watched the most emotional animatic of me n Kev 😭🫠 - Strebs

I'm hugging him bc he's teary eyed lol - Kev

[shhuuga]

(⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)⁠! HOW YOU GUYS GOSSIP! (⁠☉⁠｡⁠☉⁠)⁠!

🧁 summary: hot gossip? bf!skz is on the case!

🍨 genre: tooth-rotting fluff 😵‍💫, brainrotting crack 🥸

🎫 warnings: cursing, mentions of gr00ming (which, in light of recent events isn't exactly tasteful but.. whoops!), innuendos to real life events, (lmk if i missed anything!)

[candied-peach]

ao3: "i'm afraid we won't be leaving" rating: T warnings: prinxiety, remus shenanigans mentioned genre: fluff description: Roman's not been sleeping. Virgil has a fix for that. (for anonymous: "tss fluff prompts.... prinxiety and a nap?")

Roman's jaw cracks in a yawn as he covers his mouth with one ink-spattered hand. He's been struck with a burst of creativity the past few days, so he's been working extra hard for Thomas. A bundle of scripts lay untidily stacked on a corner of his desk, and he's steadily plowing through another. This is good. This is great! Sure, he hasn't really slept in three days, but he doesn't need it! Not when energy thrums through his veins, exhaustion be damned. He's been drinking and eating for the most part (Virgil keeps dragging him off to meals and replenishing his water bottle). All in all, he is doing fantastically and he's so proud of himself. What would Logan say if he could see Roman now? Buckling down and getting the work done? 

"Ro," Virgil's voice intrudes. Roman's mouth turns down into a pout before he can stop himself. He loves his boyfriend. He really does. Virgil is incredible and Roman doesn't know how he managed to get so lucky as to have Virgil say yes.

But Virgil doesn't understand how important it is for him to keep going when he's in the groove like this! He needs to finish it! Anxiety plucks at his heart strings, sending little shocks of worry throughout his nervous system. 

"Ro, you need to sleep," Virgil says, resting his chin on Roman's shoulder.

"I'm nearly done," Roman argues absently. Virgil eyes him, and Roman finds his face reddening.

"No, you aren't," Virgil says. "I can tell you're lying from a mile away, Princey. Are you trying to get Janus's attention?"

"No!" Roman sputters, still red-faced. "I'm just- I'm not at a good stopping point, Dark and Stormy, just let me-" He wheedles. Virgil raises a dubious eyebrow.

"I don't think so," Virgil says, tugging Roman's chair out from his desk and spinning him around. Roman squeaks, nearly dropping his pen. 

"Virgil!" Roman exclaims. 

"Roman!" Virgil echoes his intonation. "You need a nap, darling. Come on. Up you get." He tugs at Roman's wrists. "I promise, I will let you get back to it once you've had a nap."

"But what if I forget my thought process?" Roman asks, his eyebrows scrunching together in worry. "I need to get this done, I told Thomas and Logan I'd have this done by the end of the week-"

"Darling, it's Wednesday," Virgil calmly points out. "You still have a few days to get it done. You won't finish it if you collapse instead."

"You're supposed to be on my side," Roman playfully accuses. "What happened to Anxiety prodding Thomas to get his shit done?"

"I realized self care is also important, and you'll get nothing done if you don't sleep," Virgil retorts, deadpan. "I will give you one minute to write down some notes for what you want to do, and that's it."

Seizing his opportunity, Roman whirls his chair back around, grabbing a spare sheet of notebook paper and scribbling down as many thoughts as his crammed-full brain could spit at him. All too soon, the minute is up, and Virgil is plucking the pen out of his hands.

"Nap time," Virgil insists. Roman throws him a pleading look.

"Now darling-" Roman starts, but Virgil just leans forward and kisses his nose, cutting him off mid-sentence.

"You look exhausted," Virgil informs him. "Your bags have bags and are moving cross-country. You look like you're wearing my eyeshadow, babe. Come on."

"Fine," Roman grumpily acquiesces. Virgil helps him stand and fatigue weighs every limb down as he is suddenly accosted with exhaustion. He wobbles and Virgil steadies him with a sympathetic smile. His opulent red and gold-draped bed looks more welcoming by the second.

"Just a few more feet," Virgil encourages him softly.

"You'll nap with me, won't you?" Roman asks. Virgil nods immediately.

"Of course, Princey," Virgil says. A soft, sappy look spreads across Roman's face as he sits down on the edge of the bed and snaps himself and Virgil into their pajamas. He yawns again and Virgil pushes him back onto the bed, crawling in after him.

"Go to sleep, love," Virgil says. The soft sound of rushing water fills the room, as Roman nonverbally turns on his noise machine. He can't handle the quiet otherwise, and Virgil's soft breaths aren't enough white noise to help.

"Love you, stormcloud," Roman murmurs. His eyelids feel like they have five pound weights attached to them. Virgil kisses him, then peppers more kisses across his cheeks.

"Love you, too, Princey," Virgil says, his voice so thick with fondness, it makes Roman's heart swell. "Your work will still be there when you wake up. Promise."

Hearing that, Roman immediately snaps his fingers to turn on the Anti-Remus Wards, just in case, and Virgil laughs.

"Point taken," Virgil says. "Now it will still be there."

"I know my brother," Roman mumbles, already halfway to dream land. Virgil curls up tight against him, one arm draped over his middle, and Roman's breathing slows, evening out.

He sleeps for hours and when he wakes up, his door is streaked with green slime that seems to be smoking.

But his work is untouched.

[radiowave-in-love]

why did no one tell me about the existence of this shizuku card

[teaveekid]

MIKE TEAVEE! MIKE TEAVEE! HE’S THE KID WE WANNA BE!

mike

he/him

fictive, not a rp blog

bodily an adult

[saccharinelyy]

super duper, very extremely, catastrophically, unconditionally, irreversibly, undeniably, exceptionally, critically, extraordinarily, and apocalyptically eepy

[cinnameownsweet]

yay yay another edit!! just kai this time~

it's an edit of this yuzuru card! i removed his mole for a bit and it didn't even seem like the same person LMAO

i guess this also takes place before kai graduates...

[starseablossoms]

cute ♡

[gyuswinter]

summary — choi beomgyu would do anything to gain just a second of y/n’s attention. to changing himself, getting himself into arguments, honestly everything. hes head over heels for y/n.

04 ; i really cant do it — masterlist

warnings — mm cursing? also this is a pretty boring chapter i wrote this in one sitting half asleep at 4am with a sore throat soo This is short and looks p rushed I SWEAR I CAN WRITE BETTER THAN THIS

the hallway is quiet, and empty. only the sounds of beomgyus footsteps could be heard. never did beomgyu thought he would skip class to ask his crush, y/n l/n on a date.

his hands are sweaty, and he is nervous. the closer he gets to your classroom, he can feel his heart beating louder and faster. why was he doing all this again? trying to get your attention just by asking you out on a date? thats dumb. he could just comment on your tweets, send you a message, and many more. why a date?

after a few minutes of rethinking and walking to your class, he arrives.

“10 minutes left until her class ends.. i can do it!” he encourages himself, also checking his wristwatch every 10 seconds.

…

…

the longer he waits, the more nervous he gets. what if you think hes weird? you dont even know him. but wait, he can tell you hes been your secret admirer this whole time! but what if you think hes creepy?

“3 minutes left.. i dont think i can do it,” he thinks. he decides to just stay there, next to your classroom’s door.

and then, the bell rings.

“oh no.. im fucked” beomgyu scratches his head and looks around, trying to find a hiding spot just incase. he could hear you talking to your friends, your voice getting louder and clearer every second. this could only mean one thing; you are about to exit the classroom.

“fuck it, i really cant do it!”

he mentally facepalms himself and walks away from your class like nothing happened 10 minutes ago. if he knew this was gonna happen, he would have never skipped class. oh he is so going to get made fun of in the friends’ groupchat.

authors note — baboom lol here.. this is so bad im cryin 😭 i am posting this at 3am, maybe a double update today bc ill be busy for 3 days 🙏 mm thank u for readint hsi absolute dog water😭

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