#and I play with them like dolls.

[nonbayanary]

HiruSena ft. Philippine jeepneys (the most common method of transportation here)

CONTEXT: When jeeps are full during rush hour, it's normal to see two to four men hanging onto the back of the jeep by the railings. This shit is dangerous, because if you lose your grip while the jeep is moving, you'll get into an accident.

This is also something that both Hiruma and Sena would definitely do.

RIP HiruSena, you would have loved commuting via clinging onto jeeps like your life depends on it (and it does)

HiruSena Jeep series: (1/2)

EDIT: It has a playlist now on YouTube and Spotify!

[officialspec]

heres most of the notes i have for brisbane meshi. i could draw this forever probably

[mrmeowsome]

idk why but i had a major urge to draw red son being formally introduced to mk's parents after properly dating

[raepliica]

tristamp post-S1 mashwood sillies and tri98(?) merylwood :]

[spocks-kaathyra]

experimenting w making little trek dolls for the STLV craft swap :))

[natsmagi]

of rags and porcelain

[syoddeye]

something about gaz in plainclothes trying to tail someone and losing sight of them. he makes the mistake of asking you of all people if you’ve seen his ‘friend’. and you, a frequent legal observer familiar with spotting cops, do not hesitate to lie to him. you're not a fucking nark. he sees through it immediately, but there isn’t time to call you on it. he commits your face and your firm's name printed on the thermos in your hand to memory.

[soath]

“essek wants the gods dead” “oooh, this is going to change essek’s mind about the gods” i’m sorry but that boy is a cultural luxonite. he has no strong opinions on the gods other than ‘well, they sure empirically exist’. he might have some issues with his home faith (understatement) but he was still raised in an ancient battlefield literally scarred by the horrors of the calamity where the prime deities are a bunch of affectionately tolerated minority cults. his entire society thinks they transcended the need for Gods with Shapes and my man is not immune to the luxon-centric chauvinism of his upbringing.

sure, given another few years under ludinus’ thumb he could have probably been swayed to team deicide, but that’s not where’s he’s at. where he’s at is hanging out in rexxentrum, getting made fun of by caleb for referring to the dawnfather as ‘an influential, if over anthropomorphized solar deity’. you can take the elf out of rosohna but you can’t take rosohna out of the elf. the gods? well, fjord and caduceus are very fond of theirs (tone of someone describing their friends’ baffling but periodically lifesaving hobby). he technically works for one now through the cobalt soul and he can respect her ethos. after that he runs out of things to say about them.

now the luxon, on the other hand… he’s watching this entire directors cut triple-feature like a hawk. trying to divine the secrets of the universe from a reality show and it might just work.

[that1notetaker]

I love prophecies and the battle of Bond of Choice versus Bond of Obligation.

[musashi]

not a narumayo shipper but i believe in their beliefs

[ctwinsduo]

me when the... when the.. the duo... when the tnt- 💥💥💥

[saltseashark]

space airport show :-)

[vee-lociraptor]

arkayne is so fascinating to me because it's such a crackship but it's also like. what if a god was obsessed with seeing you reach your limit. what if you were the only mortal that stood out to him and neither of you understand why. what if he spent time watching your life so he could understand only to come up empty and now he's waiting to play with you until you break.

[uhohdad]

Drabble requests?? If you would be so kind to humor me then-

Could there be like... soft and kind könig? Maybe just really gentle and domestic cause a while back i saw someone make headcanons of him being like a really mean guy and like all to them for sure!

But I was having a bit of a bad delusional day and könig is one of my attachments and seeing it made me so so sad and a bit paranoid cause like! Thats my partner! He wouldn't be like that!

So uh. Maybe just really soft comforting könig? If thats ok? Cause despite it being a few days now I still can't shake it and I feel bad over it :( hes such a silly but really good comfort for me. Big Austrian man ♡

Anyway if its no trouble then thank you! If not then its alright! Take care ok? ♡♡♡

for you my sweet beautiful anon? anything. i know könig would treat you like his liege ♡

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Köni💕: ‘How s work?’

Liebling: ‘:(‘

Köni💕: ‘o no, what happenbed?’

Liebling: ‘nothing. just nervous and weird. per usual lmao. 🙃’

Köni💕: ‘ill make u feel better when u get home’

Liebling: ‘:’)’

The aroma hits like a wave as you push the front door open, your mouth watering and tummy grumbling at the smell alone.

“Meine Prinzessin,” König calls as you set your bags down with a heavy thunk, “Did your day get better?”

“Just now,” You say, palm flush with the wall to support yourself as you kick off your shoes, “Whatever you’re doing in there, it’s art.”

“Your favorite,” he says proudly, a bit of a tune in his tone.

A giddy, mischievous giggle leaves you.

“Comfy clothes on the bed,” He adds.

You give a soft little whine, because it’s just too sickeningly sweet how he dotes on you.

After changed and settled, he’ll serve you your plate, listening intently as you vent about all the little things that have been bothering you lately.

“And, I don’t know. I know I shouldn’t feel this way, but I can’t-”

You sigh before continuing, “Sometimes I have this stupid voice in my brain, and it just tells me that you don’t actually like me, and I’m just not good enough for you. I know it’s not true, but it still gets to me, sometimes. Y’know?”

You look at him, faced pinched and a hand rubbing the back of your neck.

“I have the same stupid voice,” He says, those hooded blue eyes trained carefully in you, “But know little one, I love you more than anything.”

You pinch your nose at him, but you still have to fold your smile, cheeks warm and bunched.

“I love you more than anything, too,” You say sheepishly to your plate, tone soft as your fork absentmindedly plays with your food.

Once tummies are full and plates cleared away, König herds you to the couch, draping you with a cozy blanket. He fixes you a tea before joining you, happily letting you rest your head on his thigh. He’ll tolerate your silly little comfort movie without complaint, stroking your hair, playing with the soft locks. He doesn’t dare move after you ensnare him by falling asleep, snoring softly into his leg long after your half-drunk tea has gone cold. ♡

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♡gentle!könig

[papay0]

“I can imagine ANYTHING” I say as I keep drawing laios and kabru kissing over and over again

[flightdescending]

badly frankensteins the thing