#grinning at my phone

[rassebers]

hi i don't even go here (mob psycho) but your hello hello hello animation came across my dash and it is stunning. like so visually pleasing that i need you to know i queued it, looked up the song, added both versions to my spotify, and then came back to your post to watch it again like three more times, just mesmerized. song choice is banger, i've been trying to get into new music so thank you, but more importantly holy SHIT your animation is so gorgeous and cute and fun! please go off explaining all the little details of it because you said you added a bunch in your tags and i'd love to hear about them! :D

WHAAAT THE FUCK THANK YOU!!! Remi wolf is an awesome artist and I'm proud to be an unpaid advertisement for her music

SOME SMALL DETAILS I LIKE truthfully most of the details I mentioned are how the lyrics match up to the song and mentioning it makes me sound crazy so I won't list them all! But

Mob waking up to his phone is meant to match up with reigen calling him in the shot right after! there's only one person that would call him so bright in early in the morning ....

It's not super clear but the person after reigens part is meant to be ritsu, specifically when he's gone power crazy and tries attacking teru with his psychic powers. So, teru shows up in the next shot

Tomes little paper has the aliens she met on them. She drew it herself

One lyric i WILL TALK ABT is shous part because its meant to be like. The moment of him stepping thru the doorframe of ritsus house. hense, "i got one foot in and one out the door"

Reigen and mob play Rock Paper Scissors near the end, and reigen wins. Because reigen never loses at rock paper scissors!

Mob with his bouquet at the end because of course . i finished this before season 3 started so at the time it was an extra detail for manga readers

[not-the-living-ghost]

how to explain that the reason i’m smiling uncontrollably while looking down on my phone is not because i’m texting some secret love interest, but because i am, in fact, on tumblr dot com reblogging ship art of gay ghost detectives

[once-in-a-blood-moon]

solomon couldn't stand your pact marks.

well, no, that wasn't the right way to put it. he was proud, even jealous of your pacts. they were one of the many admirable things about you! he just hated... looking at them. he knew what other people thought when they saw them.

when one would see those marks on your skin for the first time, they would be able to get a glimpse at your relationship with the brothers. one of trust and respect, gathered from just a glance. meanwhile, one would have to be told about his and your relationship. one look at you couldn't decipher all the time you two have shared together, filled with chatting between classes, practicing magic for hours, and endless love.

at first, solomon tried to mitigate this with his own marks upon your skin. wearing lipstick as he placed a kiss on your neck, a few stray bite marks from your time together at night. but those, while fun, were temporary. and solomon needed something permanent.

why not a ring?

(Hope you don't mind me adding on, anon. Thank you for the delicious meal! Literally so honored to read your beautiful work! 🥹)

Getting the ring was the easy part. Getting you away from the brothers long enough to propose...was not.

The lengths Solomon went through to be able to have a private moment with you might put him in a record book as the three realms' most whipped man. With the mask of his "shady" persona secured, he lets his silver tongue weave him through these seven obstacles, the sin of each dripping from it with only you on his mind.

Swallowing his pride, breathing in greed, spitting out envy...his wrath, lust, gluttony, and sloth. A vicious rinse, repeat until he's either buttered them up or grated them down until they finally gave in. But he did it. With the day cleared of any interruptions, his plans were set in motion.

He decides to have a redo of your very first date, flying you up and walking in the sky amongst the stars. It's just the two of you against the ever inky black sky of the Devildom, a place that has become synonymous with your presence. Only this time, there are no surprise gales, no surprise drones -- just the surprise of a velvet heart-shaped box in the inside pocket of his coat.

Solomon brings up fond memories of your time together as you both near the spot he's picked to pop the question. He's filled with a giddy glee that soon you'll have something that binds you to him, something to show the world you're his.

Still, there's a little voice in the back of his head reminding him that you could say no. That perhaps he's not worthy. Does he deserve to have matching rings adorned on his and your fingers forevermore? Does he dare stand by your side as your equal when you are, in fact, so far above him?

He decides it's best not to dwell on such thoughts as this is meant to be a happy occasion, as long as all goes well.

Your feet touch the ground once he lowers you both on top of a cliff that overlooks the Devildom, the moon hanging brightly above. As you take in the magnificent sight, he lowers himself on one knee behind you, waiting with bated breath for you to turn on your own volition.

The moment you do, he knows he'll have to keep this memory stored away with his magic, just staring in awe. The moon is angled just right that it shines right behind your head like a halo. Your eyes are as wide as saucers while your jaw is slacked. With the way you look, he truly wonders if he's in the Celestial Realm.

Nervously, Solomon begins his improvised speech after clearing his throat, "my dearest apprentice, it is with great honor that I'm knelt before you tonight. I have dreamt of this moment more than I'd care to admit, yet I never thought it'd come true. But here I am, willing to give you all of me, if you're willing to give me all of you. You are the sun to my moon, the air in my lungs, the very reason why I believe I've lived so long. I was always meant to find you and work side by side to protect the human realm together. And most importantly, to love you. So, please do this old sorcerer a favor...by marrying me..."

He pulls out the ring box, opening it to offer you the ring within. The blessed box is shaking as he trembles, waiting patiently for your answer.

Happy tears spring from his eyes once you say, "yes." The ring is carefully slipped onto your finger, and a single word comes to Solomon's mind.

Mine.

[bitchslapblastoids]

do you remember exactly where you were when basically im gay dropped? are there other d&p videos/content that you’ve had that experience with? am reminiscing and curious

[violetthekiller]

this is one of the best photos of them to exist. i don’t make the rules

[chloecherrysip]

Mario, why do you look like a bear? What is this!?

[wereoz]

like im gonna see this and not say ‘cool, stylish bisexual gf w/ her well dressed but in a ‘college student that moonlights as a folk singer’ way, also bisexual, nonbinary gf’ . . . get REAL

[bluevelvetea]

Waist? Snatched.

Man? Grabbed.

Hotel? Trivago.

This has been brought to you by my non-existent impulse control

*****

Yeah sorry P.A. Works but if you don't want me to draw stuff like this you can't just give Rei such a nice waistline (and ass)...

How was I supposed to *not* draw this after this shot and finding this reference on Pinterest?

I'm not sorry

[beware-of-you-98]

why is emily gasping and literally being all “🥰😄💞JJ!!😄💞🥰” in season 4 never brought up as a jemily moment because like girl pleaseeeeeeee 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[stargirlsfc]

Viv and Beth's anniversary messages for each other :")))

"thank you for keeping up with me (kind of) and listening to my nonsense all the time"

"I love you"

[be-bisexual-eat-hot-chip-and-lie]

reading riordanverse fic again

the world is healing

[skitskatdacat63]

Seb with the red bull hat post-AD/Brazil 2010 is something that can actually be so personal

Bonus:

(these pics have such horribly filthy, degenerate, obscene vibes that it felt wrong to casually include them with such otherwise cute pics sdjkhka. That last one literally haunts my brain, every time I see it when I scroll through my f1 folder, I just have to stare at it for like a full minute. It's so horrendously depraved, it looks like he's getting bu-*gets shot*)

[suashii]

suo has infiltrated my pinterest, he won’t leave me alone

[notsodailycake]

Yall ok

So just a few hours ago i was having a conversation with my dad about zelda stuff, to then turn into a deep conversation as to why i like to talk about game and not irl stuff (bc he likes to be deep and all) and during it it delved into how i like games that have a possible story. A story that can have theories and "what ifs" in it, and i said to that

"And it all started with fnaf and its fucked up story"

But no, my dad interrupts me and says

"No, it didn't start with that. It started with minecraft"

"What?" I say confused, minecraft didn't have lore back then i thought

"With that little herobrine story you came to me about"

And then it clicked

Holy shit he's right

It all started with that, with me going deep diving into game lore about this herobrine, to then leading me into fnaf and undertale, and it all going downhill from that.

And only for me to once again return to the very beginning with the dsmp.

What the fuck

Also omg i can't belive he still remembers that

[loverboybrightsideghost]

me whenever zolf does anything post timeskip

[me-sploh-rada-imas]

they're off to poland