#and since then I’ve been in bed

[spookyboywhump]

I hate having migraines I hate that they stop me from enjoying myself I hate that when all preventative measures fail there is NOTHING I can do, there are no home remedies that help, even eating is a gamble because it could make me sick but not eating makes my head hurt worse I hate it here I fucking hate it

[rinisdrawing]

cozy summer afternoons

[myokk]

soft🥹

[dj-wayback]

i think i smell another miscommunication arc on the horizon

[zer0pm]

Imagine waking up with Luis sleeping on top of you while you both take shelter from the storm.

Warning: suggestive content 🤫

A/N: editted for mistakes and added upon by just a little for your reading pleasure ;) thanks for your time

“Think it’s safe?”

“Only one way to find out. ¡Vamos! Into certain danger we go!”

You pinch the bridge of your nose and groan. This man’s optimism was breathtaking, confident in his strides towards the abandoned looking house that you two discovered. You follow behind him, careful in your own steps and had your gun drawn at the ready in case of any unfriendly encounters. Thankfully, your entrance went unanswered and after a thorough search of the building, you both confirm that the coast is clear. Finally, a safe space to squat and wait out the storm.

Sighing in relief, you didn’t realize how exhausted you were until you took a seat on a rickety wooden chair in what you assumed to be the remains of a dining area. Running around avoiding countless plaga in the pouring rain took a lot of your energy and your weary state did not go unnoticed.

Luis speaks addresses you. “Why don’t you take a rest, my friend? There is a bed upstairs. I do not think the owners will mind it.”

Your brow lifts upon reflex, tempted by the idea of laying on something soft after hours of running for your life. However, the consideration of well-being for your present company outweighed your desire to address your own. So you counter him, “And what about you? You look just as bad as I do.”

The man dismisses your suggestion with a wave of his hand, “I’ll keep watch. Make sure no scary monsters come bumping in the night. No te preocupes, I’ll be fine.”

Always the gentleman this one.

Still, you weren’t going to let him get away with it. Especially at the sight of the dark circles beneath his eyes. Chivalry be damned. You take a moment to absorb your dusty surroundings and listen closely to the weather. The two of you were lucky to even find this place amidst the pouring rain and you were certain there wouldn’t be any uninvited guests coming in to hack you both into pieces anytime soon with how bad this storm is raging.

“Pretty sure we’re safe here, Luis. Can’t see anything in this damn rain and place looks like it hasn’t been occupied in ages. Plus, with Leon Kennedy roaming about, think Saddler is commanding his minions to focus more on him than us.” You wave your finger around the air, figuratively drawing the argument back at him. “So if you need some shut-eye too, I was told there’s a bed upstairs.”

Luis chuckles breathlessly, evidently amused at how you effectively countered him. He then hums aloud, seemingly taking your reasoning with careful consideration before a coy smile curves upon his handsome face.

“Qué lindo. So stubborn just to get me to lie with you.”

The color drains from your face in an instant.

“Now hold on a minute-“

The man cuts you off with a rambunctious laugh. “You’re much too easy to tease, my friend. Very well, then. You win!” he says with an affirmative clap before making his way to the stairs. Halfway up, he stops in his tracks to look down at you. “Well? You coming?”

You wait to see if he would follow up with further teasing. When he didn’t, you wordlessly got up from the chair and joined him. As he said, there is indeed a bed on the far wall of the room. Like the rest of the house, it looks like it had seen better days but neither of you were in a position to be picky especially when sleep was beckoning. You approach the bed and lift the sheets off, dusting as much as you can before setting it back down and doing the same for the pillows. The bed was big enough for two people, so it should be fine to share without worrying about bumping into one another in your sleep.

“There,” you huff, satisfied with how you prepared the bed. “Is there a side you prefe-“

Your voice catches in your throat when you turn around and take in the sight of Luis’ bare back. It was only when you see him fidgeting with the zipper of his pants did you find it again.

“What are you doing?!” you practically screech.

The dark-haired man glances casually at you over his broad shoulder, not at all bothered by your sharp tone.

“What does it look like? I’m making myself comfortable,” shrugs Luis. “I suggest you do the same. You’ll get sick if you sleep in wet clothes.”

The desire to argue for the sake of arguing was strong, but you found yourself distracted by his physique. For a man who claims to be just a “simple researcher”, he is pretty cut. The definitions of his muscles are both impressive and pleasing to the eye. It didn’t help that the man is devilishly good-looking as well, not that you will ever say that out loud. The man’s ego was big enough as it is.

If you were taking too long to speak up, Luis didn’t say. He turned his head away from your direction. “I won’t look, prometo. And I’ll take the left side. Muchas gracias.”

A man of his word, Luis did not once look your way as he wordlessly went to his side of the bed and slips himself beneath the sheets. After a moment of inner conflict, you heed his advice and strip yourself down to your underwear as well, taking your clothes and his to hang off the stair railing. Finally reaching the bed, you see that Luis was still lying on his side. The heavy breathing your ears pick up suggests that he’s fast asleep. Although your heart was beating frantically, you settle under the covers as well. Your form mirroring his with your back towards him. Sleep came quickly.

You’re not sure how much time has passed when you woke up, you only know that it is still storming outside… and Luis Serra is on top of you.

His whole body is practically draped over yours. He partially lied with his chest both against the bed and on your side. The heavy weight of his right arm was wrapped around your middle with his hand resting almost possessively on your hip. You can feel his breath fan against your neck, leaving warm, lingering tingles upon your skin. It suddenly felt impossibly hot in this chilly room.

You didn’t need to see the man’s face to know he is still sleeping, snoring soundly against your ear. Careful not to wake him, you tried to move away. However, the moment you fidgeted, Lus stirs and his hand moves from your hip to your shoulder, effectively keeping you in place.

Well, then. This is awkward.

The idea of waking him up came to mind but you thought better against it. Why embarrass you both and deny the other some meaningful rest? That was the excuse you came up with as you feel the man nuzzle against your neck and shoulder. The scratch of his facial hair feeling wonderful against your skin. An involuntary sigh of pleasure escapes your mouth and you had to bite your bottom lip to stop more from coming out. You needed to pull yourself together. The man is sleeping, for god’s sake, and here you were, getting hot and bothered.

Just as you were about to accept your situation with grace, you feel Luis move once more. Followed by a lethargic groan, he twists until he is on his back, withdrawing his hand from your person until it rested on his sculpted abdomen. His eyes are still closed. His expression is peaceful, absent of the coquettish mask he usually wears. The man looks impossibly beautiful like this and you found yourself reaching a curious hand towards his face. You manage to stop right before his cheek, mesmerized by his sleeping form. If lives weren’t on the line, you’d watch him forever.

“How long have you been awake?”

The sound of his thick accent made you jolt, retreating your hand back to your side. You almost thought you were imagining Luis’ voice until your eyes catch the flutter of his lashes. Grey eyes peeking in your direction.

Unable to think of anything better to say, you candidly answer back, “How long have you?”

The Spaniard grins wryly. “Tocado. Point taken.”

He turns his head, his expression telling that the man is well-rested and now focused entirely on you. There was something in his eyes that you cannot place. Or more accurately, there was an emotion within them that you recognized all too well as you were certain you had the same burning in yours but dared not to acknowledge our loud. You mimic his movements, ensnared by his magnetic gaze. When he turned his body so that he was completely facing you, you did the same. Neither of you have broken eye contact. In the corner of your vision, you see him lift his hand until it hovered over your hip at the exact same spot it was before. Luis doesn’t lower it, however, his eyes silently asking for your permission. A slight nod from you was the sign he was waiting for and you are graced by his warm touch once more.

His thumb caresses soft patterns against your hip bone, teasing the skin beneath the band of your underwear. Your breath hitches, his subtle touches already stirring something fierce inside you.

“¡Mierda! Don’t make that face.” the man growls, wearing a serious, pained expression. You blink in confusion. Instead of elaborating right away, Luis earnestly squeezes your hip, earning a wanton gasp from your mouth, and pulls you in against him by the curve of your back.

“If you keep looking at me like that, mi amor,” he says through gritted teeth, his hot breath mingling with yours. “I won’t be able to savor you slowly.”

That undid you.

You weren’t sure which of you two closed the distance. While the storm was pouring freezing rain outside, you and Luis kept one another plenty warm inside.

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A/N: Thanks for reading. You can find the next (Rated M) part here ;)

[notebookmusical]

it just sickens me how she’ll never talk about anything important ever again despite being like i’m gonna do better! and stand on the right side of history! and will call herself an ally but won’t even talk about queer rights anymore and only spoke up about queer rights once it was publicly safe to do so! but won’t talk about the literal genocide that’s going on! or even gun control! or anything at all! but will be like hey guys look at how my ex wronged me (: buy a new variant (: here’s a reminder that he broke my heart and that i needed songwriting to get through the last year of my life (: give me (a billionaire) more money (:

[crybaby-bkg]

Arranged marriage AU with Barbarian Bakugou who is so daunting to be around at first. He’s all gruff curses and broad shoulders and scarred cheeks and neck and jaw. He scowls constantly, stares at you while your parents auction you off like some show pig, but doesn’t say much to you besides a grunt of his name. You’re terrified, thinking that he’ll be cruel to you, that you’re being set up for a life full of unhappiness and terror and regret.

But he’s the exact opposite. Bakugou is gentle in ways a man of his size typically wouldn’t be, but he shrinks himself for you. Not in a way that diminishes his status as the newly appointed king, but to respect you, show you that you’re beside him instead of behind him.

He picks you berries on his hunts because he knows the smell of a fresh kill brings nausea to your stomach. You find him along with the other maidens and helpers around his village, sitting beside them, big fingers holding tiny little flowers that he weaves into a crown for you. When he sets it on your head, he purses his lips, mutters something under his breath in his language that you’re still not too familiar with, but sure it means something along the lines of pretty and soft.

And when he finds you bathing in the river only few have access to, he’s sweet the whole time. Doesn’t make a spectacle of you being naked, and is relieved when you don’t instantly cower when he wades his way over to you. You try not to stare at the clawed scars that decorate his pec and jaw when he stands above you, and it helps when he suddenly dumps water all over your head. He shushes you when you splutter, continues on with cupping his hands and letting the water run off of your hair and down your shoulders, scrubbing at your skin until your flesh squeaks. He doesn’t expect you to do the same for him, but he hums in satisfaction when you push him down a little lower so you can wash the crown of his head.

[pansyfemme]

ok i actually am going to scream

[dudefromtheooze]

someone get this fuckin freak out of my head he’s making a Mess in there

deranged donnie by @bidonnie

[finniestoncrane]

AWAKE little whinge because I can’t sleep, I’ll put it under a read more because it’s about piercings and it might be gross to some people

ok so I got my helix pierced again at the beginning of July and she was like “come back between 8 to 12 weeks for a jewellery change” so that means 10 weeks right? Just say that omg

Anyway before that it was like loosening, swelling felt like it was gone, and then it started like catching on my hair and rotating a lot so I was like “oh damn ok this bitch is HEALING”

So I’m at the place where the fine women work, waiting for my jewellery change. I go in and sit on the weird chair and she’s like “baby this is still swollen but if it’s catching I can change it for you but we’ll just go down a millimetre” so I’m like yep ok sounds good

that was like?? two weeks ago??? lately it has been SORE AS HELL and now it’s swelling and it looks like a fucking keloid is forming and it hurts so bad and I’m going to have to change it back out to the longer bar MYSELF and I have everything and my ear is hot and it has a heartbeat ;-;

and I’m like cleaning it all the time although I do poke it a lot BUT I CANT STOP and also I sleep on it because I don’t control what I do in the night time?? what am I gonna do?? tie myself spread eagle so I don’t move??

On top of that too I had it done last year on the other side and that shit was so wonky and the piercings started going inwards and touching each other and it was for sure infected from the get go so I’m like hyper vigilant and looking out this time but URGH

[smilesrobotlover]

Haiii Smiles!! Would you mind showing your art process? (Specifically how you draw people :3) I’m recently been getting into art and am just looking at some other peoples techniques!

I really wish I could explain it to you but I just cannot 😭

I did make this process for a headshot

Idk how helpful it is, but yeah. I’ve been drawing for so long that I just wing it everytime 😭

But! You’re doing great with looking at different techniques! For me, there is not right or wrong way to draw. If it’s efficient and helpful for YOU, then it’s correct. You’ll see so many people say “don’t draw circles!” But I draw circles because I can and I’ve been doing it for so long that I can’t do it any other way (tho sometimes I do boxes). But some people don’t use circles for heads and stuff because they’re too focused on making it perfect!

So my advice is to look at different tutorials and try them out multiple times. You’ll eventually get into the groove of things and you’ll find the way you prefer the most!

Another piece of advice is to “copy” other people’s art styles.

“But smiles, isn’t that plagiarism?” I hear you asking

No it is not. If you’re tracing someone’s art and then posting it without credit, THAT is stealing. But copying another person’s art style to me is harmless. It’s the same thing as experimenting how someone else draws and it’ll help you find your own style! It’s best if you look at different styles you love and see which characteristics you want to use! You may love how someone does their eyes but you love how another person does their noses so you just kinda mash all your fav thins together to make your own thing! Copy art styles! And you may be able to find out how they draw!

But yeah, I wish you luck on your drawing journey!! Hope this was helpful 😭 I’m so bad at explaining things, it’s impossible for me to explain my process without going into a full on lecture, which I don’t have time or patience for haha

[codgod]

anyways this is where i’m at

[my-rights-are-grian-rights]

the parrot prince, yellow diamond!!

gemcyt by @chrisrin, yellow diamond stampy by @ingapotejtoo :D

listen listen please

do you see my vision here guys it took all of my willpower to not give him birds and i had an idea that would be so good but alas I am not up to the task of designing all of stampy’s helpers as gems but it would be sooo goofy if yellow diamond stampy held all his helpers and they sat on him like his minecraft story mode parrots i would die from joy if it was real

also yellow pearl sqaishey. you agree. they are married and yellow and bird already all that needs to happen is a duck to human conversion !!!

ALSO PLEASE PLEASE I KNOW YELLOW DIAMOND HAS DARK SHOES BUT HE HAS HIS BOOTS PLEAS PLEASE THE BOOTS THEY’RE IRON BOOTS IT’S AS CLOSE AS I COULD GET WITHOUT IT LOOKING TOO SILLY

[donicosplay]

I’m tempted to write another wet bird fic

[cheekblush]

took myself on a little shopping trip yesterday in the city where i used to study in hopes of lifting my spirits but by the end of the day i felt so disheartened. wandering the same streets 10 years later and not much has changed. i’m still the same lonely unlovable girl.

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

oughhhhh T_T i need to read . i need to read i need to readddddddddd