#I loved it uwu

[kotikaleo]

Colors of LOVE new page!

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Next pages gonna be difficult - I have only idea of what gonna happen so drawing sketch for them will take some time. Hopefully not so long

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[robo-beasty]

What's going on inside his head?

MY BOYS. Thinking of how Valentino found out Vox had a tongue had me CRY laughing so much omg

[kaptainandy]

herbert west playing yugioh if you even care 🙄

[leisi-lilacdreams]

i wonder if @somerandomdudelmao will touch upon the unique connection the donnies have with the kraang? hehehe

cass, think of the angst potential 🙏

i didn't mean to continue with the "twin senses active across space and time" bit, but i thought with the leos in the future, this would be a good chance for the donnies to talk and bond, but it gets derailed when they compared their kraang encounters and everyone's screaming and no one's happy

[daz4i]

mori bro now's your chance. his other ex-husband died man he has no one else to go to you should shoot your shot again come on bro

[space-bowl]

Ep 7 Aftermath (given the planet didn't explode yet)

Part 2

[devilart2199-aibi]

Time to change up this tune, baby! ‼️🎶💥

[meru90]

let's end the year with a meme redraw :,^)

[bythepen98]

Zutara || ♥️💙

Based on a couple pic from pinterest bc I still struggle with poses 🙈

[ilikedetectives]

"Yes, my love? Are you done talking to your friends? Can we leave?"

[tcustodisart]

It wouldn't be a Stardew Valley life without attending a festival.

[thewastelandlosers]

There he is! The Man! The Best Vaultie! Norman MacLean!!

[freakbullet]

he has his doctor who moments :]

something from like a year and a half ago. silly stuff's always good for practice!

[unwri-ten]

Redrew a 6 month-old drawing of Pinkie!

[sipsteainanxiety]

"fuck," came katsuki's voice from the confines of your little kitchen.

"something wrong?" you called as you looked up from your position seated at the kitchen island. an edition of pros+ was open on the marble countertop before you, its gleaming pages showing pictures of various heroes posing for various collabs. you'd been lingering on the sections about dynamight, teasing katsuki with certain lines that amused you.

katsuki grumbled under his breath, lifting one of his hands to ruffle at his spiky hair. from your seat, you could see the outlines of his back through his black tank top. grey sweats hung lowly on his hips. he made a tch sound, his head bent forwards as he looked down at the stovetop before him.

"yolk fuckin' broke," he muttered. there was a scraping sound as he moved the spatula in his hand around the pan.

you shrugged and looked back down at the picture of katsuki you were admiring. pinched brows were pulled down as he frowned at the camera. "scramble them or something."

"'m not gonna fuckin' scramble 'em," katsuki said, offended. "that's not how y'make proper scrambled eggs."

"it is if the yolk broke," you replied, shooting him a grin when he casted a glare at you over his shoulder. he grumbled something indecipherable under his breath and turned back to the stove.

"yer the one who wanted sunny-side up eggs." he switched the spatula to his other hand so he could reach out and grab a fresh egg from the carton next to him. in a single motion, he cracked it on the edge of the counter and dropped it neatly into the pan. it sizzled and popped upon contact. you flipped to another page in the magazine as katsuki tossed the shell into the trash.

the toaster let out a ding! that made you jump slightly and look up. you slid off of the stool you were perched on, rounded the island to grab the two pieces of finished toast, and placed them neatly on the plate you'd set out. there were already six pieces of buttered toast on it—most of them for katsuki. you buttered the two pieces of crunchy brown bread and moved to set the plate in the middle of the island. you then walked over to grab two small bowls from the cupboard so you could spoon out some jasmine rice from the rice cooker.

the smell of eggs, rice, and bread mixed pleasantly together in the air, making your stomach rumble quietly. lazy morning light spilled gently through the open windows of the living room. you set the two filled bowls on the island just as katsuki turned off the stove with a click. you then grabbed two plates and pairs of chopsticks and positioned them across from each other. katsuki approached the island with the pan and spatula in his hands just as you sat back down.

"still readin' that shit?" katsuki frowned as his eyes flicked over at the pros+ edition on the island. you grabbed it so you could set it off to the side, a small grin on your face.

"what?" you asked amusedly. "i can't admire pictures of my boyfriend? you look so good in them."

his ears tinged a red that matched his eyes. he looked down at the pan so he could scoop out the eggs on it and set them neatly on the plates you'd set out. "'m right here," he mumbled—quietly. your gaze softened at his words.

"mmhm," you hummed, "i know." his lips twisted into a pout that disappeared as he turned to head back to the stove. you watched him for a moment, then looked down at your plate so you could grab a piece of toast.

"oh!" you blinked down at the full yolk that sat on your plate—lightly seasoned and round like the sun. a quick glance at his plate showed you the sunny-side up egg that'd broke, the yolk a sad mix that intertwined with its white companion. "you didn't have to give me the unbroken one—i don't mind."

katsuki gave you a look as he walked back to the island with a plate of filleted fish he'd cooked before the eggs. he placed it between the two of you and sat down heavily across from you. "ya wanted sunny-side up. why would i give you the broken one?" he said it like it was obvious.

you blinked at him, lost for words, and shrugged. "i dunno. why would you take the broken one?"

he frowned at your words and looked down so he could grab his chopsticks. "quit askin' questions 'nd eat your food."

you took a moment to quietly watch him—the flush that crawled up the bare skin of his neck, the adamance with which he refused to look at you. then you picked up your own chopsticks, a faint smile on your face.

"well," you said gently as he glanced quickly up at you then away so he could place a piece of fish on your plate, "thank you for the food."

[sparrow-in-boots]

been thinking about these two (shocking i know), but consider:

John tugging at Arthur's clothes to nudge him at certain directions or to stop during high-stakes situations;

John pretending to fidget, ie scratching Arthur's cheek or rubbing his chin, in order to turn his head in the proper direction to keep up appearances;

John helping Arthur fix his clothes and hair since he can't see those;

John reaching out for things first so that Arthur can follow the general location of his left hand for the item;

John pinching Arthur's side to get his attention;

Arthur pinching John's hand, uno reverse style;

John learning to use a fountain pen for writing, cus proper pressure and flow are an important aspect of it;

also Arthur and John puzzling shorthands together, so that John can make sense of it;

Arthur occasionally trying to puzzle architectural styles from John's descriptions, so that they can get on the same page of what terms they are both familiar with;

same with plants and animals, trying to nail what species John is seeing from descriptions alone;