#how are yall

[kodaiki]

not me missing a man… i’m tweaking the fuck out

[lily-claw]

Happy late b-day to my comfort character🫠

(Yes, i cannot stop drawing angst things for the characters's b-days either. Sorry-)

[lloversslake]

hi byler tumblr

[ifydkmigthtky]

I drew my OCs as some memess!!! :DD

[did-someone-say-aliens]

which opal are yall today

i’m feeling a strong 2 and 9

[ask-yoriichi]

I just found this u-u

And I can't help but to do this uwu

This might be a Y/N x Yoriichi (Kimetsu Gakuen AU) series, idk, maybe you comment about the next scene and I'll draw it (probably)

[gingerjolover]

just a little preface to the naomi angst fic

it’s untitled rn but here’s y’all’s juice

Untitled Angst Fic - Preface

Naomi Mcpherson (MUNA) x reader (soft!gf coded)

(also im sure naomi is a great partner this is RPF don't come for meeeee)

“Naomi?” you call out, wrapping the bow on the baby shower present, smoothing your outfit out gently as you walk down the stairs not wanting to be late.

Naomi sits at their desk in the studio, still in the sweatpants they wore to bed, headphones on one ear working on a track.

“Naomi?” you say, wide eyes and jaw slacked, they’re not even remotely ready to leave the house. If you weren’t so annoyed, you’d kiss up their back to watch their muscles flex, or bite their bicep. But honestly, you wish you could throw something at the back of their head.

“What?” they ask turning around. They barely look at you before hitting you with a half-assed, “Oh, you look nice,” dismissively before turning back to the computer.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me,” you mutter, having had enough with their dismissiveness and forgetfulness. You know that MUNA has a deadline, in some twisted way you’re appreciative that Naomi is working at home. But for the last month, it’s been you talking and them not listening, worries getting dismissed, events being missed, showing up for them when they don’t show up for you… it’s all getting old. The ring on your finger feels heavy, like there’s something deeper happening.

“Where are you… hey? What’s wrong? Why’re you all pissy?” Naomi says, following you out of the office, frown on their face, annoyance laced on their features. “Why are you dressed up?” they ask dumbly.

Because of fucking course they forgot about the baby shower.

“Why aren’t you dressed?”

“Because I’m working?” Naomi responds, tone frustrated. “I’m working in my house, why do I need to be dressed?” they ask, tone starting to get mean.

“Your house?” you ask, crossing your arms, you can’t stop the hurt from crawling onto your features.

“Yeah, actually, my house… why do I need to get dressed to work in my house?” they say venomously.

This is how all of your conversations have been going recently, if you talk at all.

“You know what never mind, have a good day,” you say, grabbing a sweater and the gift, bidding farewell to the your sweet dog and cat.

“Why’re you being so sensitive? You’re mad because I said it’s my house? You moved in here with me?” they ask, hounding you as the follow you to the door, grabbing the edge when you open it to move towards the driveway. “What’s in the box?” they ask, holding the door open, the breeze from outside putting goosebumps on their bare torso.

You roll your eyes, getting into the car. As the engine turns over you see Naomi shut the door and jog out to your drivers side, motioning for you to roll the window down. “What?” you hiss, Naomi eyes widen, taken aback by your attitude.

“Woah babe, if you’re gonna be nasty I’ll just go inside.”

“Then go inside,” you say, finally done with this behavior, sick of feeling like you’re running laps around Naomi.

They glare at you gently, leaning down to kiss your cheek. “Text me when you get to wherever the fuck you’re going safely, yeah?” they say, almost like it’s a chore.

The kiss burns your cheek, and not in a good way. Naomi is staring at your face, waiting for your cheeks to flush, the best part about kissing your cheeks in their opinion.

Their eyebrows furrow when your cheeks don’t flush, in fact, your face doesn’t even change. They stand back from your window, crossing their arms to cover their bare chest and watch you pull out of the driveway.

[bonnetfulloflowers]

Oc introduction (narrative writing)

Inside Mikos shop, everything was hers. The rules of her realm were posted on the blackboard at the back with clear, even lettering. Her desk sat in the biggest room the shop had to offer. Almost no one complained, and when they did, they were a new hire. Piled high with documents, stacked to the thousands. A Jenga tower of binders waiting to slip to one side, menus that had long since been scraped, and talisman that had yet to hang outside like the army of others. As by now most of them were regulars, the customers knew Miko’s rules too. The exact problem they were facing today, in fact, lay in the customers. A woman had come here to stir trouble.

“Is this how places are meant to be run nowadays?” a single server was here this early in the morning. Now they were getting yelled at. Miko couldn’t afford to lose an opener, they were hard to find. As she came up to them, the server dropped back behind Miko immediately. At least try to look like you were doing something about this.

“Listen,” Miko looked down upon the woman, “the dew has barely dried. Be honest, what do you want out of this venture?” annoyance radiated off her in waves.

“What do I want? I want this neighborhood to not be tainted by such an eccentric place! Do you think you could manage that?” She cocked an eyebrow up at Miko, who stood taller and straighter than she. “You can’t even manage respect,” how dare you.

“You see, old woman, I will respect people who deserve it. Never, never will I stoop down to your level.” The glint in her eyes got a little stronger as the woman went on sputtering, for the rest of the morning, never getting what she wanted.

[charlieisacastle]

hey so how is everyone? gimme an update of the fandom please. i was @blueisbored back in the day around 2021 and i was all over the markiplier fandom. now im coming back to it all so how is everyone?

[overwhelmedfernfrond]

How’s everyone today? If you see this, moots or not, feel free to comment how things are going :)

[judethswrld]

omggg missed u guys what’s uppp 🫶🏽

[f3ntime]

I really want to make comics with my silly little guys but that requires me to have the motivation to actually continuously work on things and then make refs and keep posting those and like most of my stories are really dark or interaction based except one?? Which I guess I could do because it was created with the purpose of being a comic in the first place but like ion know I still gotta make it interaction based and then refs and then I gotta finalize other lore stuff. And I have to learn how to draw hands. Like, properly. I dunno, I also am not sure anyone would be interested outside of the people I’m either mutual/friends with but idk we will see i gotta finish history finals and some other school work so we will see

[everything-laito]

i wanna know if any of the OGs who remember the laito duck asks are still here

[kipskiptrip]

For the Love of God if I see one more person use the term ND as a synonym for higher-functioning ADHDtism I will take my jaws and rip out the flesh of all the people within an 100 mile radius from me starting with myself

[flaminghotjareau]

hi long time no seen merry chirstmas happy new year etc i’m rewatching s13 and jj and emily are WIVES!!!! alright bye

[sad-scarred-sassy]

Coming back from the dead to say I have a lil something for Lucien week later in the day