#I know he just wants to be loved

[heartbreak-sandwich]

Would love to hear your thoughts about boyfriend!gator 👀

EEEEEEEEE okay, just for you :3

Some Boyfriend!Gator Tillman Headcanons off the top of my noggin!!! (I live for inexperienced Gator, so that's what we're basing this off of today lol)

"Of course I'd take you out. Anywhere you want, any day of the -- well, as long as I'm off duty, of course. Even during the lunch hour, if that's somethin' you'd like. I'd be real good to you." Gator really just wants to please you, and he's willing to bend over backwards to do that, even if you wouldn't think so at the start. He longs to be loved and to be useful, and if taking you to a nice dinner in the next town over and sitting through a movie he doesn't give a shit about is what he has to do to be those things, then he will damn well do it with a smile on his face.

"I don't give a fuck if it's an accident or not. You say you're sorry. Don't make me ask again."

He has a bit of a temper, especially if anyone disrespects you. Even colliding with you on a busy street on accident is an offense, and he will make damn sure they apologize before they go on their way. He has you on a pedestal, and everyone around him is going to know it.

"Sometimes, I just -- I feel stupid for not knowin'. And it makes me mad...embarrassed, you know? I like that you teach me stuff. Just...don't tell anyone else. Please?"

It takes time to undo almost three decades of bad learning from his dad, but he's teachable, and he's willing to listen. You always tell him to be patient with himself because there's no shame in not knowing. He's still very insecure at times, and he definitely cares what people around him think of him, but you make him feel safe, so he's always willing to be vulnerable with you.

***Thank you sm for requesting this, I'll be thinking about more of these literally all day long 🥰🥰🥰***

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The math just adds up!

[spaceistheplaceart]

more ford and mabel bonding because i said so :)

bonus ford under the cut:

[musubiki]

my favorite fields of mistria boys 🥰

[brainrotcharacters]

the easy grip on the knife. the leg over the seat. the hand over the other seat. the sassy "come get it" move. you know the bitch is smiling behind that mask even as he said the line.

[souporsaladnatural]

Obsessed with the sudden shift in Cas' willingness to say insane romantic shit to dean in season 8. A couple of seasons ago, he would tell dean that they had a profound bond to his face. That everything he did, he did for Dean. Now? He's hesitating. He clenches his fists to avoid hugging Dean back in purgatory. He stutters and looks away before saying he stayed away from Dean to protect him. When asked what broke through heaven's brainwashing, he looks away and says he doesn't know. It's so interesting to me

[garbean]

I love dunmeshi for the like.. built in horror of consumption. Like they eat to survive, they eat to honor their prey, they eat to possibly mourn someone. Laios eats monsters because he wants to learn more about the things he loves, Senshi eats monsters to feel included in the ecosystem because he didn't fit in with the outside and with most creatures in general, Chilchuck DOESN'T eat as much as he could because eating too much could kill all the party members, Marcille eats monsters and hates it but she still does it because she'll die before she could save Falin.

[watchingwisteria]

listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded mfer happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

"You and me, Ethan. Together we go save Rose, and then we can grind Miranda into paste!"

[anna-scribbles]

adrinette exes & marichat! part 3!

(part 1 / part 2)

[chloesimaginationthings]

Don’t say FUCK around Freddy Fazbear in FNAF

[rayveneyed]

sukuna ryomen is somewhat of an infamous bachelor.

it’s not surprising to see him with a new beau every few months, if not weeks — almost trope-like in their frequency, his image bouncing between playboy and manwhore. he doesn’t take it personally, and he makes sure to let people know: he’s young and sexy and he has two oscars, for fuck’s sake, so he thinks the world can cut him some slack when he wants to mess around. and mess around he does.

between obvious paparazzi shots of panties tucked badly into his back pocket, and instagram posts with fellow actors and models pressed tightly against his chest, most are divided between thinking it’s either damn good pr, or a simple man living a life most would wish for. regardless, nobody is surprised when sukuna arrives alone at the mugler show for paris fashion week, and leaves with someone on his arm.

the only thing that came as a bolt from the blue was that it was you hanging from him.

the photos are undeniable, a story in parts; sukuna finding his seat in the front row, you on one side and kendall jenner on his other. his eyes drifting from the models to your face, as if taking a clandestine peek. you, meeting his underhanded gaze with a smile as sweet as spun sugar — and, gasp, sukuna returning it. the display is so out of character for him it feels almost voyeuristic to see it plastered all over twitter.

you, with your vintage, girl-next-door-esque image, big hair and big eyes and demure, calf-length hems, a voice that evokes the memory of helen forrest or ella fitzgerald. him, with his smudged eyeliner and tattoos and all-black attire, persistently typecasted as the panty-dropping bad-boy or devil-smiled brute. it shouldn’t work. for all intents and purposes, he should be spotted with a new supermodel the next week, leaving you in the dust of his philandering. most expect it, wait for the other boot to drop — expect an album of heartbreak from you, but—

a month passes. and another, and another. and suddenly sukuna ryomen, notorious rake, is photographed backstage at your shows. suddenly there’s an anklet hanging from your ankle, his initials in garnet. it’s early morning paparazzi pictures of you both in sweatpants and hoodies — yours, suspiciously oversized — one of his hands engulfing yours, the other holding a bag of takeout from a local breakfast spot, a lit cigarette in his mouth. hickies on your neck and a shit-eating grin on sukuna’s face. candid snaps taken at intimately sized parties, with his chin hooked over your shoulder and his large hands cupping your stomach. tiktoks of you both on the red carpet in the background of somebody else’s interview, sukuna leaning in close to brush an eyelash from your cheek.

neither of you confirm anything, but then — you don’t need to, do you?

[egophiliac]

tsum events really are just the best, huh

[dancing-homestuck]

I wish my cat had a phone so I could text him while I’m at work and tell him I love him and I miss him and he could send back blurry pictures of random things, incomprehensible gibber texts, and audio recordings of his crinkle ball

[bananakeiky]

i kept thinking about this during the quest

[littlelightfish]

Manga-Anime comparison:

BOMBASTIC SIDEYE

He's my package give it back

We added eyes and a Mickbell so he won't eat your soul!

This... I hold this close to my heart <3