#I LOVE HIIIMMM ;;;;;

[lexumpysfunland]

@euphoricandnostalgia​ here it is !! once again I had to draw him !!! 

oww please Saltsolem hug me 

[honeyxmonkey]

Arthur Pendragon, the Once and Future King. Also enthusiastic chaos uncle to Merlin's almost son.

[ushanka-kid]

Tried my best to draw Travis, an absolute Travis-ty of a man

[nemjun]

love of my life

[yume-fanfare]

venti <333

[sorrelpaws]

i think about him.a regular amount

[hollowsart]

The view from my bed 🔮💖

[todayisafridaynight]

todays the birthday of one special , horrible little man 🎊🎉

MY FAVORITE SPECIAL HORRIBLE LITTLE MAN MWAH MWAH HBD YOURE AWFUL👯‍♀️👯‍♀️👯‍♀️👯‍♀️👯‍♀️

[silverselfshippingchaos]

A collection of G.ladio being cute with his little sister since I love them so much

[itoshi-s]

FUUUCKSNSK IT HAPPENED YALL WE GOT IT .. WE GOT IT DJSNAKAKAKAK IM CUMMING I SWEAR J AM MHMHMHM 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

[ofhope]

“Apologies, it's not often I take kind to...” paired with his fading wording, a flick at a fallen leaf, positioned upon his shoulder. “Deceptively silent company.”

His ears weren't failing. There was naught the distinctive crack of a tired heel against concrete, nor a crunch provided by strewn-about twigs. A fine knight needn't wear their weariness so openly however, and thus Argenti situated his spear at his side once more.

“Far be it from me to judge,” such isn't becoming; fingers trickle upward to brush his bangs back into place, signature smile plastered on his lips. “However, is it really wise to indulge this early? -- That isn't good for your skin, you know. Rather than drink over such matters, why not a, ah, more beneficial meal?”

There's a silence that washed over them, misjointed and awkward.

“You wouldn't happen to know where such a venue is, would you?”

@versatilejoker // continued! ♥

[1980ssunflower]

sob sob eddieee

[idakyrie]

My obsession has arrived… The cringe too. AAHHHH I LOVE HIIIMMM, NEW CHARACTER THAT GIVES ME SEROTONIN 😩❤️

[reveluving]

I have another ideaaaa 👀 I imagine Santi and Benny being very flamboyant when it comes to showing their admiration for someone. Imagine Rick bringing lunch to reader’s unexpectedly just to see Santi bringing her flowers and Benny giving her the heart eyes. My poor flag baby might have a stroke just from the scene in front of hiiimmm!!

a/n: Aria, baby. it’s been a long ass time ✋🏼😔 BUT THE FIXATION IS BACK (kinda. largely because I’ve been reading fics after fics of Oscar & Pedro chars. RAAAAAH). so we’re here baby, after 1 ½? 2 years later???? ENJOY

warnings: humour & fluff; poor Rick just wants to love you in peace.

j.k. m.list (series under 'rick flag vs the triple frontier boys'), or check out my full m.list!

Oh, you know Rick’s eyes are TWITCHING. The paper bag in his hand, packed with lunch from your favourite stop, crumpling in his grasp, almost tearing at the top. Not the food though, he’s not trying to ruin his wife’s favourite. 

But he’s chill. Absolutely chill. He swears. 

Benny and Santi just had to stop by the same time he came home from work, both leaning against the white porch railing while you sat prettily on the bench. 

Benny was expressive in whatever he was talking about, likely his last boxing match from the way he was holding the air in a headlock before the three of you shared a laugh. As much of a troublemaker they were, they were your friends, after all. He’d chase them off his property or warn them with a glare any day if it meant cutting off any form of ‘allegiances’ with that horrible past, both yours and his.

Just when you were about to reply to God knows what they asked, you noticed Rick lingering by the mailbox. Your eyes lit up, and it didn’t take the duo any other hints to know that he was home.

“Rick!” You enthusiastically waved at your husband, beckoning him to sit on the bench next to you. Rick couldn’t help but smile back at you, walking over and ignoring the two until he reached the top step of the stairs.

“Boys.” He greeted them, going over to shake Santiago’s hand before Benny’s, flexing his hands as they shook to see if the other would break. None did, as usual, pulling away and somewhat putting the tension on hold in favour of you. Rick took a seat next to you, passing you the bag of food and a soft ‘there y’go, baby’ (but not really, he made sure the two would hear it). 

It took a few seconds, making sure he greeted you with a kiss before stretching his arm to lay on the backrest behind you.

“So, what’s the occasion?”

“The boys just came over to say hi. Gave me these flowers from the flower shop nearby,” You raised the calla lilies that were resting on your lap. Now, Rick was no flower specialist, but he has been to the shop countless times to buy you your own fix. 

And if he remembered correctly, they generally represented beauty.

Well played.

“And Santi was just telling me about this new Cuban restaurant just outside the neighbourhood.” You continued, turning to Santiago with an encouraging smile so he could tell Rick about it.

“Cuban restaurant, huh?” 

Santiago curtly nodded to his curiosity. 

“The best. Might even be your new favourite once you both try it.” He explained, only to glance at the paper bag Rick was holding—a look that was almost… Judgemental? Critical? All of the above? All Rick knew that the man before him was silently scoffing at his choice. 

And, well, Santi wouldn’t exactly deny that claim, either. 

Rick didn’t hide the scoff, only to pair it with a faux smile so you could take it as nothing more than a harmless banter, “Gotta be real good then. ‘Cause this here,” He cocked his head in the paper bag’s direction, “Is my wife’s favourite place. Our favourite place.”

Rick not only had to watch out for the bold claim Santi was making, but he also had to bear in mind the sight of Benny openly looking at you like a lovestruck puppy. The promising boxer didn’t even care about the passive-aggressive argument going on around him. He was just appreciating the beaut in front of him.

(Man’s just doesn’t give a shit atm).

“Hey, I’m not here to burst your bubble,” Santi huffed in amusement, raising his hands in a defensive way, “But I’m not trying to give the pretty girl any mediocre recommendations either. C’mon Flag, you, of all people, should know that we want the best for her.”

“Aw, Santi, you’re too kind.” You were touched and it showed, and Rick couldn’t argue with the statement. Without a doubt, he wants what was best for you, be it food, comfortable clothes, gourmet treats for the fucking neighbourhood cat you adore—anything. 

In the midst of their silent argument, you reached for Rick’s hand, holding his larger ones in between yours, “I’m sure Rick and I will enjoy it,” He mirrored the warm smile as you stared into each other’s eyes for a moment, only to break when you addressed the two, “And if it’s as good as you said it is, we might as well have a get together.”

Oh. 

You were growing concerned of the two’s silence, eyes darting back and forth and almost—almost asking what was wrong until Benny, as if snapped out of his trance, finally, spoke up. 

“Absolutely.” Benny raised his hand in a manner that a believer would in church. 

Abso-fucking-lutely.

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» gorgeous rose divider by the amazing @firefly-graphics ♡

[ankmankpank]

do 4town prefer ass or tits

I love you for asking this. I love you.

Under the cut bae

Aaron T. - biggest tit guy ever, small or big, GIVE IT TO HIM!!!! GIVE IT TO HIIIMMM😭😭

Aaron Z. - ass, we all obviously know that. Slapping, biting to scare you, grabbing, you name it. Ass😍

Tae - both, you’d expect that I’d say tits but he’s actually kinda both. But I don’t like neutral answers neither, so I’ll say he likes tits more. Especially sleeping on them

Jesse - ASS GUUUUY, they’re easier to look at. Easier to slap, it’s more in reach. Likes resting his hand on it, not even always in the sexual way, more of a protective way, home or public.

Robaire - I literally can’t decide, his vibe gives ass but a deep dive into his personality gives tits. Let’s say tits, he likes the bounce.