#he's an innocent bean

[ifra-strawberii]

Raspberii

A cute, well-meaning robot boy who works for an evil scientist! Raspberii's a sweet little critter, a Robot designed after a Temayn - a big fluffy eared creature - who was made by Dr. River Nile, a mad scientist who decided he needed an assistant around the lab. Someone who could help with his biggest projects, be there for him when he needed them, and just in general keep him on an evil path that DOESN'T lead to accidentally destroying his own lair, sort of like a moral compass! Raspberii's an innocent goof though and isnt' really capable of evil himself, though he does try his best!

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[ineffable-romantics]

Thank GOD for those new promo pics.... I've always said this was the way I picture Aziraphale in modern day if he'd been the demon instead, and now I have the perfect angel!Crowley to match!

[daedelweiss]

tfw you teach your oldest bro to swear and your twin does not approve

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some sillies for the AU because it's not 100% angst 🤣 the bros will still have little squabbles and fights, especially once they got to know each other better.

if you didn't see it in my instagram stories, raph wasn't taught how to speak and just picked up words and sentences based on how he heard people use them. leo and april did their best to teach him how to speak but it was donnie that taught him how to speak fluently.

also based this off a prompt @/cloudy_wc_ gave me 😂

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( 🌿 please do NOT repost, edit, trace, use, and/or sell 🌿 )

[queermarsworld]

Bowser decides to flirt with a sweet and flattered Luigi and Mario’s overprotective big brother instincts won’t allow it.

[milolovesbmc]

Tired of how much people mischaracterize Michael by making him the most depressed, self hating mf ever. Have you...not paid attention to the show? Michael in the bathroom hits so hard because that's. Not like him. It's not a common occurrence. That's why it has such an impact!! It's so out of character for Michael, the goofy, fun, supportive, dorky best friend, Michael who has so much confidence that he doesn't even care about "embarrassing" himself by doing stuff like dancing and Vibing to music in the halls, or wearing a literal pride patch and making himself a target for homophobia, Michael who literally giggles at the "Boyf Riends" bullying attempt by Rich, to have such a downer moment, to literally have a panic attack in a bathroom, to self loathe and speak badly about himself, to overthink everything, to BLAME HIMSELF for someone else's actions, that's NOT the Michael we're shown for the rest of the show!! His character is much more deep and impactful once you learn to notice/accept that!!

[justagaycryptid]

Other People: Oh haha what if Morgott had more leonine features (typically drawing parallels between Morgott and his father Godfrey)

My Furry Ass: Yes What If

[magicicephoenix]

Drop - The Ink Demonth 2024 (Day 6)

“Bendy, hey! Put that down! No- come back! Get down from there! Drop it! Bendy!!”

(Henry is never getting that drawing back.)

[somewhereincairparavel]

Okay but Jason constantly worrying that king Midas would uncross his legs on his throne (since he was in a bathrobe) and was hoping that Midas was wearing golden underwear inside will never not be funny to me. Jason, you have amnesia bud, get your mind out of the gutter.

[luminouslion-spam]

I think we can all agree that the Jedi did something on Brendok that we don't know about yet, but if Sol has anything to do with the coven's death I will vehemently deny it.

This precious bean could not hurt a single soul. I don't care if everything points against him.

[mazeruffleposts]

A Single moment

This first fic of mine was supposed to be much shorter than it actually turned out to be lmao. I just wanted a good fluff fic for my boy Giyuu TTvTT

I tried my best to make it gender neutral, not giving any descriptions about looks n stuff. I hope you enjoy it!!

Content warning: None~ Just Fluff

Word count: 1.9k

Proofread? No

A single moment, that's all it took for him. Just one look and Tomioka Giyuu realized he was absolutely in love with you. As you stand there, wrapped in his spare bedsheets, watching the rain drizzle down from your spot on the engawa with a cup of steaming tea in your hand.

It had been raining since the morning that bled into the night, starting off a harsh storm that rattled the branches of nearby trees so hard they hit the roof of his home. Thunder cracked all around as you two sprinted to his door, drenched and out of breath. Your hair stuck to the frames of your face as you panted inside the entrance. Jumping slightly as a clap of thunder rumbled much closer to the home than you liked.

It took a moment for Giyuu to catch his breath, his breath training coming in handy while he pulled off some of his soaked clothing. You however took several minutes to slow down enough to even think. The run from Shinobu's mansion had been fast, Giyuu practically dragging you half the way there as he told you "It's much closer than your home," and "I don't want you getting sick running all that way."

Without even so much of a word, the rather stoic man disappeared deeper into his home. Returning moments later he held out two towels for you. Making sure you were wrapped up before leading you through the house to the bathroom where he silently ushered you to clean up some and change into the oh-so conveniently placed change of clothes he had laid out for you.

It didn't take you long before you were dried off to the best of your ability, snuggled in the dry clothes while the others hung on the rack to dry. You wandered around, taking your time as you looked for him in his rather minimal home. It wasn't surprising to see he didn't have much furniture or decor, given he was quite a simple man. Though it struck you as odd how empty it was in here.

Eventually, you managed to find him in his kitchen standing over the small pot cooking what you assumed was a stew. A soft hum left your lips as he handed you a bowl full. The steam wafting off as the smell permeated your senses caused a low growl from your stomach. You blush as you thank him.

You both ate in silence, enjoying the calm as the weather outside continued to rage on. Giyuu's mind wandered as he watched you eat with a content smile. He never did give much thought to his own cooking, Shinazugawa had chastised him many times over how "bland" and "boring" it had been the few times he was assigned cook on their duo missions. But the look on your face, the way you seemed to savor every last bit, it made that strange flutter in his chest appear.

That same flutter that only ever seemed to happen when you were around him. It happened most often when you looked at him with those soft eyes, gave him that warm laugh of yours when something he had done amused you. But it was most intense when you would greet him with a smile. On more than one occasion, he had to stop and steady himself as his heart pounded in his chest seeing the genuine joy you had seeing him. He never knew what to make of it, even now as you sat there in front of him. So happy over something he considered a gesture of common courtesy.

Not long after eating, he led you to his spare room with a rather large futon.

"Uzui left it here the last time he had spent the night." He stated in his infamous monotone to your questioning gaze.

"And he never came back for it?" He shook his head, pulling out a spare blanket from the closet as you pulled back the covers more than ready to dive under and sleep.

A loud bang of thunder outside caught you off guard, making you squeal. He shot you a worried look, giving you that adorable little head tilt he only ever seemed to give you. With an embarrassed sigh, you took the blanket and wrapped yourself up tight.

"I've always hated storms like this since I was young... Used to give me nightmares as a kid thinking some monster would come clawing its way into the house at night."

He took a seat next to you on the futon, humming softly in response as more thunder rumbled in the distance. Taking note of how you seemed to relax some to his presence, the tension in your shoulders seeming to leave for a fleeting moment before another crack made you jump and nearly cling to his arm. Pulling away when you noticed how you crowded his space.

For a fleeting moment, he didn't hate the idea of letting you hold onto him. He didn't mind the idea of holding onto you.

Before his mind could catch up to his words, he spoke.

"Would you like me to stay?"

He seemed to be taken aback by his own words, the surprise on your face making him question why he would offer something like that.

But then you gave that soft smile, the one that made his heart thump hard against his ribs, and he's happy he offered.

"I would love that."

There it was again, his heart trying desperately to beat out of his chest. Something must be wrong with him because that shouldn't be happening. He should have brought it up when they were at Kocho's earlier. No matter now, he'll just have to run back there in the morning to get things checked out. That is if the storm calms down enough by then that he won't have to worry about being drenched again

With a soft hum, he stands and makes his way to the door. "I'll be back."

And with that, he disappeared around the corner. Practically sprinting down the hallway to his own room to get his own futon. He grabbed it and sped back to your room, giving a gentle knock on the door frame so as not to spook you with his return. You were already laid under the covers, snuggled in that blanket as you looked up at him.

Without another word, he sat his futon next to yours and got comfortable underneath as well. Only pausing after pulling the covers halfway when he realized he never asked if it was okay to do so.

You must have noticed the worry in his posture, giggling at the way he froze in place as you told him, "It's alright, I don't mind at all."

After a moment, as he let his mind calm down he let out a sigh of relief. His shoulders relaxed as he finished getting comfortable. Soon enough he could feel the silent lull of sleep start to wash over him, the gentle thumping of the rain on the roof aiding him.

However, he couldn't pass into that threshold of sleep that beckoned to him. His thoughts turned to you at every chance they got. Most of them about how truly happy he was to have you there. That you felt safe enough with him to let him lay so close. That you enjoyed his company enough to seek him out any chance you got. And most of all how the color, when normally it was so dull for him, seemed to turn so vibrant when you smiled.

How you seemed to vibrant when you smiled...

What are you doing to him?

And why was he so okay with it?

Another loud crack of thunder pulled him out of his thoughts as you shrieked, scooting yourself closer to him and away from the doors that led outside. Without much thought, in his sleepy haze, he pulled you closer. Oh, how it felt so natural to have you this close to him.

You were shaking as he wrapped his arms around you, poking his head up enough to take a good look at your face as you pulled yourself flush against him muttering a soft 'Sorry.' Giyuu hummed back 'It's alright' as he watched the tension seem to ebb away once you were comfortable again. He continued to lay there, his cheek resting on your head as he held you close. Only noticing that you fell asleep in his hold when your breath evened out.

His fingers found your hair, running them through the soft locks subconsciously as you lay there unmoving. Letting his thoughts run right back to you.

As you two lay there for what felt like minutes, he only realized had actually been hours. Completely and utterly content that time blurred until the sun began to rise. The storm had nearly stopped by now as the sky turned from a black void to a dull grey. Nothing about it though could ruin this moment, however. Even if he hadn't gotten a moment of sleep, he didn't care. He hadn't felt this good in a long time.

Eventually, though, you began to stir. Waking up in a haze as you looked up at him. Deep blue eyes gazing back down at you with a softness you rarely ever saw come from the rather emotionless man. A deep blush creeps its way from your neck to your cheeks. And here he thought you were beautiful before...

Before you could make any comment on the way his own cheeks blushed looking at you, he pulled away and turned so you couldn't see the way his face burned when he played those few words over and over and over in his head.

They're so beautiful...

He stood up, stretching to his full height as he tried to regain his composure.

What are they doing to me?

Why am I acting like this?

His attempts at calming his nerves were failing. He needs to go and walk this off, but there needs to be an excuse.

"I'm going to go make some tea, would you like some?"

It's a mediocre out...

"Oh, uhh... Yes, thank you."

With a nod, he walks out of the room and down the hall, mulling over his thoughts on why he was acting like this with you. Why do you, of all the people he knows, bring out this strange side of him.

He fills the pot with water.

What is so different about you that you cloud his thoughts?

He sets it on the stove.

When did you make him so nervous and excited to simply be in your presence?

He begins to boil the water.

And why do you make his heart beat that way just by smiling?

He pours two cups, letting the leaves steep for a few minutes. Then he grabs them and heads back to the room.

What about you is so different?

He knocks on the door and notices you standing on the engawa outside the room. Hair messy from sleep, still wrapped in the blanket he gave you. He walks over near silent and holds out one of the cups when you glance at him. With that damn soft smile, the one that made you look so kind, you accept the cup and take a sip. Turning back to look out across the forest outside. The soft light of the morning that made it through the clouds gave you an ethereal glow.

His heart flips, and something in his brain clicks into place.

He loves you.

[5hrignold]

if gerbo turns out like yellow guy dhmis or papyrus undertale i might actually kill everyone on earth

[sharonisthebettercarter]

this is the face billy butcher makes when he thinks of homelander<3

"the man's a saint."

[pumpkinrootbeer]

i'm actually obsessed with this being both a cute deer pun and also still being platonic. the aroace rep is aroacing

[lilbluebastard]

Tiny Anderson has returned to spread the word of god……and totally not murder any commit manslaughter before this

[niko-jpeg]

Me, watching people butcher a character I feel a personal connection to and totally miss the mark on, before closing this app and going and eating grass

[nexusinpacem]

((Leave it to Maha to come out of the woodwork and immediately give Doom an stroke.))