#gah…

[corxoran]

My best friend’s favorite number is nine.

[jitters-art]

sasuke normally doesn’t like sweet things, but he does like naruto

sasuke week day seven — happy birthday sasuke

[ ID: a digital drawings of sasuke and narutos faces. a slice of carrot cake with a single lit candle in in the foreground. sasuke leans in to blow out the candle, and naruto smiles widely looking at sasuke. sasuke has pale skin with a scar on his jawbone and a dark blue shirt. naruto has brown skin, light freckles, and brown eyes and wears a light blue shirt. END ID. ]

[solplease]

gah… not feeling great :[

[noodles-and-tea]

WE ARE LOVE PATROL ALPHA!!!!!

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: SEASON 2 ACT 3 (2024)

[quibbs]

FINALLY got to know minthara... no notes. life of the party

[glittersploots]

hi guys did we like wicked i liked wicked a normal amount actually 😺

[livyapapper]

sometimes I feel like this barrelling ball of energy and then I’m also like this curling ball of anxiety and shyness and like I will implode on impact

[underratedgrapeju1ce]

stobotnik brainrot

[kenchann]

new tweel cards in august iam so cooked

[afterartist]

After literal YEARS I’ve finally gotten around to writing a Transformers Fanfic

This fic is basically an excuse for me to give Soundwave cat behaviours cause I think the most serious mech in the Decepticon army deserves to be a fucked up lil weirdo (/aff) too

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65415448/chapters/168347008

+Spoilers (can be read without the chapter tho)

But art for the chapter >:)

[nappingmoon]

modern au where your husband nanami is a literature professor and he sits you on his lap while he reads essays and prepares lecture material. he gets so used to the weight of you on his thigh, the warmth of your body against his, that eventually, he finds that he cannot focus without you there.

nanami is a little sheepish when he enters the living room, hemming a little bit in a way that’s very uncharacteristic of your lover. your eyes stray from the show playing on the television, now curiously tracking his small movements. you pause the contents on the tv before greeting him. “hi baby, you okay? how’s grading going?”

nanami’s hand reaches up to adjust his glasses before he releases a little sigh. “not well, my love.” his voice is quiet, the deep timber a comforting sound. he walks into the kitchen as he continues, “I’ve been working on reading these papers, but I find my mind straying far too much.” he finishes his sentence while pouring water into the kettle, placing it then on the stove.

“is that so?” you ask, leaning over the arm of the chair, enjoying, as always, the sight of your lover doing mundane tasks— the domesticity of it never ceasing to affect you, even after years of marriage. “where’s your mind been going?” despite the question, you have an idea and the smile on your face betrays it.

nanami hesitates as retrieves two cups from the cupboard; the beautiful, delicate china a wedding gift that has become the staple for holding your evening teas. “you, darling. though it is becoming apparent that you already knew that, tease.” he grumps at the end without malice.

“I assumed, but I always love to hear it.” you giggle in return. “want me to come keep you company?”

he’s nearly done pouring your teas, steeping the loose leaves in your favorite tea holders. “yes, please. if you’d like, you can watch your show in the room. I just prefer you do it next to me.”

“that’s alright, I was getting bored of it anyways. plus, i’d rather watch that quirk in your eyebrow when you find that your student has used ‘perchance’ incorrectly again.”

“minx.” he chides. “keep making fun of me and i’ll forget to put in your sugar.”

“I yield! I yield,” you laugh, raising your hands high in defeat. “it’s far too bitter without the sugar, I don’t know how you make do.”

the small spoon clinks as he finishes stirring in your honey and sugar, and he lays it down in the sink before picking up the cups, each sitting in their own decorated porcelain plates. you rise from the couch, quickly pressing the ‘off’ button on the remote before padding over to your husband.

you gently nudge your way under his arm, wary of the tea he’s carrying, and nuzzle yourself into him. you walk in tandem to your room approaching the warm glow of his desk lamp. “I don’t need any more sugar; you’re enough for me, sweetness.”

a/n: you can’t just say perchance

[noodles-and-tea]

💫⭐️✨🌟

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS S1EP1 ↔ S2EP9 (2021-2024) ↳ "I think the cycle only ends when you find the will to walk away."

[drivebypainter]

Pretty fish lady <3

[ruushes]

a friendly little murder 😊🐦‍⬛🖤🗡️ the crows really said you're going to wear purple leather and you're going to like it