#he's so fine bye

[kimorasimz]

it was all a dream.

[iooiu]

playing around with future donnie’s design and all i can say for sure is this:

1) lose an arm gain three

2) dies

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

10 WHISKEY NEATS NOWWWWWWW!!!!

vc: @//hendofart on tiktok

[ironinkpen]

anata wa hitori ja nai

once again i am getting emotional about Leo carrying on Karai’s legacy of hope and self-sacrifice and drawing strength from family

[hisui-dreamer]

UEJAGSHSVSKGSMSBSKZOSNALABSVSHA

HES SO PRETTY LLLOOK AT THAT SMILEEE RAKDHKSJS HIS TEETH HE LOOKS LIKE HES HAVING SO MUCH FUN HIS LITTLE HAT TIP HIS GLOVES HIS HANDS ARE SO BIG THE WAY HES HOLDING THE KOMA AHH MOUUU KAKKOI SUGIRU YO MOUUUUUUU

[mortiscausa]

i can't stop thinking how funny it would be if gareth's brothers did in fact recognise him and were just like 'well clearly he has his reasons so let's all be good big bros and pretend we don't know him' and then spend the next few weeks before he goes off on his quest pretending extremely badly that they have never ever met this kitchen boy before nope not at all even while other knights are looking at them and looking at gareth and going 'hmmm'

[azullumi]

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ??????

[chevs-and-spiders]

[nariism]

can you guys please cancel me so i can get a fucking grip and stop thinking sukuna wants me

[theostrophywife]

pov: boyfriend! theo just got a slutty little haircut and asks mattheo to take a picture of him so he can send it to you

[decaffeinatedunicorn]

I have lots of cake he can have & eat🤭

sn: When he talks, I cream🫠

vc:@//ioveanakin on tiktok

[average-vibe]

Taunt

Summary: You and Wilbur have been childhood friends your whole lives. what’s a bit more? Pairing: Wilbur x fem!reader tw: swearing,long fic with no proofreading a/n: hi! this was originally gonna be a Tommy fic but i changed my mind- lmk if you want the tommy ver. (also the name of this fic is based off of one of my fav songs lol) masterlist

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“Hey! thought you’d never come outta that thing.” Wilbur joked as you climbed out of the taxi, waving the driver goodbye.

“look, when your told 10 minutes beforehand that you need to be ready, it’s hard to be on time.” you said, cringing at the memory of applying powder to your face infront of the driver, who seemed to think you were a little crazy.

“yeah yeah. who ya trying to impress?” wilbur asked, walking down the pavement swiftly, his long legs striding with ease, and you admittedly struggled to keep up.

“me, myself, and i.” you answered. “i see your not trying to impress anyone, by the shape your in.” you joked, making wilbur laugh. it was true though, considering his socks were mismatched.

“whatever. your hair looks terrible, so i don’t know what your talking about.” wilbur said, stopping to turn and look at you.

You got on your tippy toes, attempting to smack wilbur in the back of the head. he easily dodged, and started laughing like crazy.

this is how it always was. wilbur laughing at you, or you laughing at wilbur, or you two laughing at yourselves. everything was always like this, and you never wanted it to change.

ok, maybe you did.

not in a bad way. you just wanted wilbur to love you. not like a friend, like a soulmate. like how you loved him.

the change you wanted was for wilbur to sweep you off your feet. for him to dance with you at night or in the kitchen, and for him to sleep with you peacefully. you’d never told wilbur this, obviously, you didn’t have the guts.

so you were quite surprised when wilbur took your swinging hand and held it.

“I’m not sure that’s the nicest route, is it, darling?” Wilbur whispered in your ear, bending over to do so.

your heart fluttered, and your breath hitched. you didn’t think you could say anything at all, even if you wanted to. but as soon as he did it, wilbur’s hand let go of yours, and his eyes were off of yours aswell. you two walked down the street in silence, barely even breathing.

“You coming to my show tomorrow, right?” wilbur asked, looking at you gently (don’t ask how someone looks at someone else gently-).

“yeah i guess.” you answered, sure that your cheeks were still bright red from the recent encounter. “I thought i would have to work, but my job closed.” you added, halving at wilbur.

“oh shit! really?” wilbur questioned, stopping in his tracks. “That’s terrible, y/n. you need a job?”

“yeah, i guess so.” you said shrugging. “you got something in mind, soot?” you asked, nudging him with your shoulder.

“yup. we need an editor for our music videos.”

“You pay good?” you joked, smirking at wilbur.

“only for you, dear.” wil said, smirking right back at you. that took your cocky smirk right off your face.

why did he have to be so damn good at flirting?

wilbur laughed at your reaction, grabbing onto your shoulder for support. you rolled your eyes at his exaggerated response, and continued down the pavement to the studio.

(wilbur’s POV)

Wilbur glanced at you constantly, even growing up he thought you were pretty. and as he got older, he slowly began to have a crush of you. luckily, his wits and quick thinking aslways saved him from slipping up.

but something about today, he couldn’t stop flirting, and he also couldn’t stop looking. he didn’t know what it was, but no matter what you did that day, seemed perfect to him. when you’d hum a song, or when you’d wave at pedestrians, or even just smiling at one of his jokes seemed amazing to him. you were so perfect.

as you two walked up to the studio, you took a glance at one another as you walked in. wilbur quickly noticed Ash and Mark, who were sitting on small stools, chatting about some idea they had for a music video.

“hey wil.” mark said, grinning at him. “and who are you?” mark asked, stretching out his hand for a handshake.

“i’m y/n.”you answered. “wilbur asked me if he wanted me to be an editor for your music videos.” you said, smiling at wilbur. wilbur smiled back, wishing that he could hug you without his band mates (and you) thinking he was a total freak.

(y/n pov)

I nervously watched the band record, wilbur’s voice ringing through the studio. when everything was done, you helped them pack up, and after a quick goodbye, you and wil were off to do whatever you wanted.

“what’d you think? did we sweep you off your feet?” Wil asked, putting his hand on his head to add to the dramatics.

“oh, for sure. i’ve never been more impressed with a show in my entire life!” You say, smiling at him. “it was great. and definitely good enough for ice cream..” you smirk, glancing at wilbur who’s smiling at you, making your face red with embarrassment.

“Oh was it now? well, since i played so good, i think you should pay.” the brunet taunts, reinginget an eyebrow. “or, we can get lunch and ice cream.”

“someone’s hungry.” you comment, glancing at him.

“yeah, i’m hungry as fuck.”

“maybe if you ask nicer i’ll consider.”

“oh please! your majesty! i’m fucking starved! please!” wilbur mocks, begging with his hands.

“hmm. well, i guess so.. since you asked so nicely.” you smirk slowly turns into a grin as you watch him beam in excitement. “but you’re paying for lunch. i got ice cream.” you say. “Damnit! thought i got away with it.” wil pouts, making your giggle like a school girl.

as you and wil go into the small shop, wil leans down or your level, saying, “i forgot this shop only has shit sandwiches. they do have incredible croissants.” making you chuckle. “somebody’s been here a time or two.” you joke, eyes squinting at the tiny words on the menu. “yeah, thanks for noticing.” wilbur says, smiling.

Wilbur’s Pov

I watched as she ordered her food, with her small smile and quiet voice that she suddenly got when she was in public.

“Thank you!” she said, e/c eyes glowing in the sunlight that shone through the windows. she slowly went to find a table and sat down, glancing at me and giving me a thumbs up, which i return with a chuckle.

After i order, i walked over to the small booth she has picked out for us. “Just a tea?” she questioned, motioning to my lone cup.

“you said i was paying.” i joke, smirking. “i also got a sandwich, don’t worry so much, love.”

“thought you said the sandwiches are shit?” she interrupted my sip of tea.

“they are, but i’m hungry and i don’t really care what i’m eating at this point.”

“huh.”

“huh.”

we sat in silence for a couple of minutes, just enjoying each others company.

“you’re cute, yknow that?” i say suddenly, words coming out of my mouth before i can think about them. She freezes, eyes wide with shock. or disgust. or anger. or hatred. oh for fucks sake, she hates me. she stares at me for a couple more seconds before she says, “you’re cute t-too, soot.” she stared at her hands for the entirety of the time she said it, but she did. she said it.

“I love you.” she says, eyes still glued to her hands. “I have for a while now. and i know taht we say we love eachother like every night, but i don’t love you like that. i love you like.. fuck. i love you so much i don’t know what to do with my self.” she sputters it all out in one big word jumble. but she said it.

“i love you too. 10 times more than that, too. hell, 20 times.” i say, smiling slightly at her small figure, glancing at me and her hands.

“glad we got that out, soot.”

“me too, love.”

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a/n: SCREAMING CRYINH THROWING UP BC WHY WAS THAT NOT SHIT??? LIKE HELLO?- this was a draft from like, forever ago lol so pretty old but i like it so wtvr

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[spaciebabie]

hi i finished ref sheets for da bruisehouse crew and they're now all up on artfight! the lunatics will be added shortly. i may or may not rb old art of them we'll see

[mainapnifavouritehoon]

ok but him tho🫦

[mercyedes]

more hambone behind the scenes 🤍🤍 -> from jordan's insta!

[cerealmonster15]

rewatched That One Scene to get the Vibes for this. it’s fine. okuyasu just needs 2 have his mind palace moment 😌

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