#anyway. obsessed with this song

[lunacias]

but I swear, when I'm ready I'll fly us out of here

[yokyoaaa]

GET MESMERIZED IDIOT‼️💥💥💥💥💥💥‼️💫💫🌀🌀

[lukitua]

The moon floated on the still black waters, shattering and re-forming as her ripples washed over it.

Daenerys in the Womb of the World

[saessenach]

What is honor compared to a woman’s love? What is duty against the feel of a newborn son in your arms… or the memory of a brother’s smile? Wind and words. Wind and words. We are only human, and the gods have fashioned us for love. That is our great glory, and our great tragedy.

Jon Snow - and family that haunts him, because sometimes ghosts make for the best love stories.

[averlym]

"you're lost, little girl"

[nouverx]

Here come the aliens! 👽💫

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

Alex Turner + gushing talking about Miles Kane

[hiding-under-the-willow]

The heist guy!!! He's heistin'!!

[teddybeartoji]

heavily based on the puss in boots movie but sukuna x death!reader..

a bounty hunter, who has set their eyes on the infamous sukuna,, known for his bloody blade and his feracious smile, he doesn't even bat an eye when you show him the wanted poster. he makes a joke about it, he laughs in your face.

but he does enjoy the fight and he is amused by this ridiculous act of yours, so he decides to draw his sword just to humor himself on this late night.

"try me if you dare, you wouldn't be the first to— "

like a gust of wind, like a slap in the face – you swat the blade from his hand without even looking at him properly and his breath gets stuck in his throat.

the steel clatters against the cold floor, it glimmers under the dim lights of the tavern. sukuna doesn't get scared. he doesn't.

the corners of your lips quirk up and the room goes cold. a mean laugh ripples from your throat and his stomach churns.

"go on, pick it up."

he swallows the lump in his throat.

the few steps count as a walk of shame inside his head. he won't let you get away with toying with him like this. adrenaline pumps in his veins as he bends to pick up his weapon and the moment his calloused fingers wrap around the handle, he's swinging it at your back with a low growl.

the sound two swords make when they clash against one another is nothing new to sukuna, so it really shouldn't be as big of a surprise when you deflect his blow.

when you deflect it with ease, with a smirk on your face.

sukuna's eye twitches.

a second swing and then a third. you're unfazed.

"sloppy."

he clicks his tongue and forces down the raw anger bubbling up his gullet.

a fourth and a fifth. a sixth. sparks from the blades glimmer in your dark eyes as you blatantly laugh in his face, seemingly so far from his reach that sukuna trips over his own thoughts – he reacts half a second too late and pays the price for it immediately; the cold steel rests against his adam's apple, your breath fanning his face as you tug him closer by the collar of his shirt. stuck between the counter and the end, he glares at you. he snarls, he bares his teeth.

a drop of crimson runs down the side of his neck as you brush your cold nose against his cheek. too close, you're too fucking close. the quiet, honeyed hum you give him gnaws on his insides, it tears into them like a hungry dog. your lips ghost over his pulse point and he feels you smile.

you inhale and a shiver runs up his spine.

"this is always the best part... when the fear finally starts to bleed, when you can taste it. smell it." his free hand curls into the material of your cloak but he's unable to do anything. he can't push and he can't pull, a deer stuck in a trap.

you slot a thigh between his thighs and press your blade deeper into him. "isn't it exciting to be so close to me, hm?"

warm blood trickles over your fingers. the tall man before you shrinks under your presence, under the weight of your makeshift scythe. he holds onto you like his life depends on it and withers at your next words.

"i'll take good care of you, i promise."

[forgettable-au]

Feeling the urge to make a very small forgettable au animatic rn hehehe

[silliestgirlintheworld]

Detox just to Retox - The Dan and Phil Hiatus

Dan and Phil x Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes - Fall Out Boy

Image credits under cut:

Why I Quit Youtube - Daniel Howell (1, 13, 14, 15, 17, 18, 21)

Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes - Fall Out Boy (2, 5, 8, 10, 16, 20)

DIL'S FAMILY WINTERFEST - Dan and Phil Play: Sims 4 #63 - DanAndPhilGAMES (3, 11)

Phil is not on fire 10 - AmazingPhil (4)

DAN AND PHIL MASSIVE PIZZA MUKBANG 2 - DanAndPhilGAMES (6)

Daniel Howell, Twitter 04/01/2019 (12)

Daniel Howell, Instagram 06/18/2021 (19)

WE'RE ALL DOOMED! - Daniel Howell (22)

[thewisestdino]

YEAH, I DONT KNOW IF YOU LIKE ME SOMETIMES I THINK YOU MIGHT HATE ME SOMETIMES I THINK I MIGHT HATE YOU MAYBE YOU JUST WANNA BE ME

[gods-perfect-idiots]

was overcome with the urge to draw "wade tenderly caressing logan's face while he's Feeling Big Angsty Stuff" and then the parallel urge to do a follow-up of "logan kissing wade's hand/holding onto him for dear life"

(anyway hope you like it - I have been looking at this for too long and so of course I hate it now 🫠 art is hard guys lol)

some details below the cut because I am happy with some small aspects - still really enjoying the painting part of doing Wade's scars for example (thanks again @woof-verine for that inspo it is just baked into my psyche now, and also for being a forever enjoyer of pointy ears Logan - sorry couldn't quite get the fangs in this time but they are there trust me!!)

ps. was listening to She Calls Me Back by Noah Kahan for this one. idk it just hits for me in my poolverine-addled state lol

[hey-hey-j]

shirt thief

(★ my Kofi)

[turtletoria]

youre never gonna believe this. but i really liked the musical with the miserable middle aged man

[uhbasicallyjustmilex]

“Fire And The Thud is the most honest song on the record. Some songs are disguises for one little thing you want to say. Just to tell someone something. Others are more constructed, formulaic and traditional. Show-offy. Whereas Fire And The Thud is not as considered. Visceral. Is that the right word?”

— Alex Turner, Mojo Magazine (September 2009)