#huehuehuhe

[shukakumoodboard]

*Pulls out my massive bag of money and jewels and blow* I’m your biggest fan so I must pick your brain now that you have a tumblr ask box. your finest gaalee romance hcs my good sir. Please

help.

I’m your biggest fan

did you know im crying ab this. kissing u on the face rn

ok gaalee romance headcanons. i've been thinking about this for days. grab ur mojito mix lets frockign gaur

ill be upfront in that i have very few i'll-die-on-this-hill opinions about the boys, but here's some i'm pretty stuck to <3

sfw headcanons

1. lee's better with words, gaara's better with actions, and they're both secretly envious of the other for it: my thoughts here are that gaara spent so much of his life not understanding love that he'd still struggle to articulate it in flowery ways that i think, as a born theatre kid, lee would be good at. but gaara would absolutely be that person who shows it in subtle ways -- like taking care of someone when sick, remembering food preferences, always ensuring lee takes care of himself when lee forgets or is busy having a self-flagellation moment. not that i think lee would be incompetent, but he strikes me as more of a scatterbrain, but would always be on top of verbal reassurances and affection (which i also think is what gaara would benefit from: clear straightforward declarations of feelings and intent)

2. they're both super cuddly in private look, you put together a touch-starved former monster vessel and a social outcast who mostly knows touch from violence (until gai) and you are going to get some clinginess imo. you can't convince me they're not the kind of people who would sit side by side at the dinner table so they can eat holding hands. bro (emotional)

3. they're probably actually really shit at "conventional" dating hear me out ok. they're like initially so far away and gaara is the whole president and lee kicked a meteor in half one time you think they can just wander around and go to restaurants? it's absolutely nonsense that shinobi don't suffer village celebrity paparazzi syndrome in nart tbh. not exactly the same but i have a whole wip in the bort-verse about them sneaking around. tldr i'd bet they sometimes get casual breakfast or dinner but i think more likely takeout and quiet time together as opposed to like fancy dates

4. language learning and hobbying as a form of devotion as a purveyor of my wares u may notice i have language headcanons. it is also my gaalee romance hc that they learn each others -- i've incorporated this into in the space between and a wip called multilingual, which is all about nejiten teasing lee about his crush on gaara in front of the man. i also think that lee would lean into gaara's gardening stuff with gusto because if it's something gaara loves, lee would want to love it too.

nsfw headcanons huehuehuhe

1. they're switches and i WILL die on this hill i think this is self explanatory but listen. listen i am SIQUE of the assigned top/bottom nonsense they both deserve to rail and also be railed. i may be the resident owner of the Rock Lee Fucks tag on AO3 but i also own the Gaara Fucks tag. ill kill a man over this

2. lee is absolutely a service anything this ties into the previous one. a big component of his canonical personality is that he's a disciple of gai -- he's a follower who bases a lot of himself around those he cares for. not the kind of person who is suddenly going to crop up with an intensely specific preference, imo? i think he would base his role on whatever his partner needs the most at the time.

3. rock lee's canonically huge dick ok lol listen. listen this one's canon jokes aside i think lee is hung as detailed in We Don't Talk About Fight Club and i will continue that joke. that being said i think normal hung. not arizona tea can hung which is a hilariously illustrated discord joke

4. tbh i think they're kinda vanilla in the bedroom i say this in a positive way i think they'd be far more into like, just being able to be with each other instead of getting into wild sexual mischief all over the villages although they definitely bone in weird places secretly. they Fuck, but like i don't see them as super kinksters or anything. however, i have seen many a kinkfic that im like nodding my head this is valid cakesitting bdsm what who said that

5. gaara's vaguely nebulous oral fixation i really have no justification for this one i just think some of those animal bijuu instincts might linger and turn into what that mouth do idk i keep going to write smut and whoops my whole body slipped and gaara's licking something. happened in fight club and fight club II, happened in hole time, happened in tgod, happens in at least two wips i have cookin' in the background... what is goin on actually

dkghkdf i hope you enjoyed this episode of kel's questionable headcanons. i really enjoyed answering, thank you so much for the ask <3

[fruit-sy]

BESTIES OMG!!11!

ROTTMNTober day 8 - Your favourite setting

I love the hypno store and just the boys having a fun time lol- But I felt like getting April and Sunita into the picture because I love them s much and I wanna give them more love 😤

I’ve been having fun drawing in this art style! I’m gonna be doing a few prompt days bc I’m feeling particularly motivated huehuehuh

prompt list im using under the cut

credit to @/meowharhar on IG for the list 👀

[savvyjabby-blog]

Death Cast her Gaze upon the Wicked

WHo saId thEY waNtEd InDiGO JulIAn angst????????? HeRe YOu GoOo

Pain. Mind numbing pain. That’s the only sensation Indigo’s felt for the past few days. Every inch of her skin seared under an invisible ember, the slightest of movements setting ablaze a freshly ignited fire. Her limbs seemed disconnected to her every time she managed to peer at them through the glossy red film over her eyes, as if they’d been cut off, but still managed to dangle about.

Suffering through an onslaught of newborn wildfires along her neck, she managed to turn her head ever so slightly, catching sight of a shadowed figure, illuminated purely by a few waning candles here and there. The warm glow from the soft flames couldn’t relax the frenzied look plastered upon the paleing man’s face, his forehead slightly pink from the amount of clawing through his rich auburn hair he’s done. He mutters to himself under the fireside lights, scribbling down chicken scratch here and there, almost anywhere he could, a vain attempt at trying to figure out the problem at his fingertips. He could feel it, as though the answer was just under his fingertips, like he’s brushed by it before, like it’s-

A single, sputtering cough shatters the silence of the room, startling the doctor into a frozen state for a moment, as if he forgot he was apart of this world for a while. Indigo gingerly raises her shaking hand to her eyes, only to confirm that the crimson splatters smudged along her palm were indeed from her.

“So this is what mother felt like.”

The words were almost meant to be unheard, like a faint breeze had simply flown through the tiny brick cell for a moment. But the doctor’s eyes shot open wide at the few whispers of the ginger behind him, a wave of concern and sorrow washing over his chiseled features. The inkwell glued to his hand moments before tips over onto its side, black, inky liquid spilling over onto the doctor’s hands. But he makes no move to clean them, and instead grasps for Indigo’s hand, heat radiating off of every surface of her possible.

“Indigo…” Julian whispers, squeezing her hands softly,  the black ink smearing and running down her boiling hot fingers. “Just hang on. I’m going to find a cure, I swear, I’m almost there. It’s on the tip of my tongue…”

“Julian,” Indigo mouths, trying her absolute best to keep from letting out a cry of pain from the numbness, “it’s okay. Don’t worry about me, you’re gunna figure this out on your own.” Tears threaten to slip past her scarlet red eyes the longer she looks up into those grey mirrors of his, blinking them back with every ounce of strength she can muster.

“I’m going to heal you, I promise.”

And suddenly Indigo is looking down at a little ginger girl next to her bed,much too young to have her bright emerald eyes sparkling with a fresh set of tears. She clings to Indigo’s hand with a death grip, a slight black cloud emitting from her fingers, her voice echoing with Julian’s. “I’m going to heal you, I promise. I promise, Mother.”

And just like that, the tears flood from her eyes, cascading down her burning hot cheeks, a soft wail of pain escaping from her lips. “I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” She whispers to the two before her, both looking at her with such a deep sadness rooted behind their eyes.

Tears flow freely from Julian’s eyes now as well, the sight of Indigo so shattered, so broken, so vulnerable being all the reason he needs. He aches to console her, to try and take away all of the pain and suffering she’s been cursed with. But instead he has to endure watching her writhe and moan in pain, without the slightest idea of how to give her any sort of relief.

She calls out to him, barely being able to pull him from his own misery. She clenches her hand slightly between his,trying to find the right words to say. But is there really any words that are right, when you already know what’s to come?

“Julian, I… I’m taking myself to the Lazaret tomorrow.”

“What? You’re joking, you’ve got to be j-”

“I’m serious, Julian. I’m a lost cause, stop wasting your efforts on trying to save me, use your gifts to help others I-” She pauses, collecting herself from breaking down once more in front of him. “I, I’m okay with it. I’ve accepted my fate, I-I deserve this, after everything wrong I’ve done in my life.”

Julian cannot bear to hear these words fall from her lips, this isn’t the Indigo he knows, not the mischievous, goofy Indigo that he- well, he’s-

“Indigo, don’t say that, don’t just- don’t say that. I don’t know what you’ve managed to do in your past that makes you believe that you could ever possibly deserve th-”

“I killed my family, Julian.” She interjects quietly, the memories flashing through her mind at the mention of it. “That’s why my magic is so dark. Everything about the evil of the night, that’s what gifted me my magic.”

Julian stares in shock at the ginger before him, trying to comprehend anything of what she just confessed.

“That’s impossible. WHy can’t you just tell me what actually happened? It’s probably just a misunderstanding on-”

“No, Julian. I… I don’t want to burden you with my sins, I think it’s only right for me to take the to the grave, that way… that way they can die peacefully, in some aspect.”

Indigo refuses to meet those grey eyes now, she can feel the hatred for refusing to reveal her past to him weighing over the room. Julian opens his mouth to say something, but closes it every time he tries. Unsure of what to say, he turns back to his desk silently, promising Indigo that he will find a cure for her.

*******

Indigo gently presses her body against the solid wood door, careful not to wake Julian from his desk. She risks one last look at his sleeping figure, the ink from before smudged all along his forearms, his jawline, everywhere. His even breathing in his slumber casts a bittersweet frown across Indigo’s face, the realization of what she’s doing hitting her in the gut.

BUt hse can’t back out now, she refuses to allow those around her to suffer anymore because of her, she’s let that virus plague her for far too long.

Latching the door back into place, Indigo turns back to the eerie darkness of the operating room before her, a single, lanky figure hovering over her, their eyes a beady red under the torchlight, awaiting for her to speak the words to them.

“Valdemar, I’m ready.”

[queenofbaws]

"being jealous! not to the point of it being unhealthy, just a moderate amount of cute jealousy, in which their partner just laughs it off and gives them a kiss" - for hawke/varric? pretty please?

“Maker’s balls, Hawke, not you too,” Varric groaned, letting his head loll back against the wall and his eyes roll to the ceiling before he did himself the kindness of covering his face with his hands. “First Sparkler and now you, I...you people need to go outside more often or something, and that’s coming from me.”

Hawke, undaunted, simply heaved a sigh much too dramatic for what the situation required and took the opportunity to slide off from the arm of the chair and onto his lap instead, making herself as comfortable as a spoiled pet might. “For someone who claims to be so disgusted by you and how you handle yourself, she certainly spends a lot of time talking about you...and to you...and around you...and in your general direction - ” she held her hands up before he could interrupt her, assuming the expression of someone who cared much less than she actually did, “ - that’s all I’m saying.”

His groan became a sigh, became a laugh, became a groan again, and he reminded her (much the same as he’d reminded Dorian, not all that long ago), “Juuust because two people dislike each other doesn’t mean they’re about to kiss, Hawke...despite what living in Kirkwall would have you believe.”

She pretended to pout as he tipped her chin back, accepting his placating kiss before joking, “Well be that as it may, I hope you don’t blame me for imagining the Seeker drawing up some convoluted plot to steal you away from me - you are, as I and all of your ‘About the Author’ sleeves will remind you, rather irresistible, and a girl can’t help but worry, you know.”

six sentence sat(or)sunday!!!

[thychesters]

ok “i’m going to write something that is so soft” as that meme because it’s me with this smooch prompt

[sirsharp-a]

                   ❝ watch your back you little whore. ❞

[exorciseyourspirit]

Have you ever put a spirit back into a body? Adorcism instead of exorcism?? Asking for a friend.

No, and I would never dream of doing that. The only spirit that belongs in a body is its original soul.

HA THAT’S A GOOD ONE BECKY

[wabbitseezun]

@sweetashoncy

[ino-buta]

sand siblings

Gaara: i seek...blood......my sand...thirsts..it ubgers......hungers...for a thousand corpses..

Temari, shivering: god. you want some bodies? i can run out and get you some bodies just. calm down. jesus christ. why are you so fucking scary

Kankuro, eating a bag of chips: i swear to god Gaara if you talk about thirsting for murder one more time I WILL give you the swirlie of a LIFETIME

[lapinkpig]

[myfuckingusername-blog1]

<Booting up - Test run> <Running self-check> <Designated name for model HK800 - Manual input - Hank anderson> <Self-check indicates missing LED - Error: Cannot order new one> //: Awakened

He was awakening, Should he have an LED, it would have flashed yellow upon start up. Blue eyes, Such a startling blue, Artificial, Becomes apparent as they flutter open in the newly awakened, newly made android. Blinking a time or two, Fingers twitching softly before curling and uncurling, Adjusting. Eyes focusing on the surroundings, The home seemed clean, In a scruffy way. Homely

<Accessing memory reserves - Location: Home of Hank anderson (Deceased)>

There was a soft weight next to him, a dog, Sumo his reserves told him. Unit model LC80, missing LED, he finally registered the android in front of him, Brown eyes looked him over. Quiet, Not confused but...quiet, He didn’t seem to wear android clothes, He had a long coat on. Brown, Duster, Model RK800.

<Designation Model RK800 - Given name: Connor anderson - (Son)>

“.....”

( @c0nn0rb0t - Whoops, did i make a starter? i did -3-)

[mallowdragon]

Anyway here’s the marshmallow boyo

[sexysilverstrider]

your son has anxiety too thanks to you go hug your Blue Son

[dr4kenlvr]

guys guys guys consider following my sister’s art account (u may have seen her work around other platforms huehuehuh): @corinadraws !!

it’d mean a lot to me just to even check it out <3 happy monday ^^

[husbandohunter]

I am a major xiao simp and seeing him or imagining him crying broke my heart. My boy needed a sign, I’m giving him one. Let’s say it’s been a year or two since Xiao disappear a lot of things happen like getting a surprise visit from our dead grandfather and his shrine having four lit candles the next morning and a big iridium bear just standing on his shrine. Okay nothing too fancy here, we’ve seen weirder stuff ever since going country, farmer is more concern of their missing void chicken.

The said void chicken somehow ventured out a lot further away from the farm and guess who found the chicken. Xiao was just patrolling like usual when he saw the unusual and definitely familiar black feathered chicken. It was beside the river, pecking at the ground and minding its own business when it was swoop up by the adeptus. Xiao followed (more like flew with how fast he was going) the river upstream with the chicken in hand and there at the very end is a very familiar farm.

Okay I’m gonna stop here because this is too long now and I’m having trouble finding words. Sorry if some stuff isn’t clear, English is not my mother tongue. I also could not think of anything with the other two because I really believe Childe will still choose his family and Zhongli got Thanos snap out of Stardew universe. That and I’m just a major bias hehehehe.

I can totally relate to the simp mode at an emotional level 😤 To be quite honest Xiao didn't appeal to me much until I wrote for him. Now I can't wait to write more in the future LOL But either way, I do think out of all the boys I wrote for the story, he has a higher chance of seeing MC again.

Xiao dearly misses MC. The way he just drugged her unconcious, without letting her say a word or even the comfort of knowing what was going on (like imagine MC waking up and be like "Xiao?" I headcanon she'd be wandering through the valley for days just to search for him, taking a while to accept that he was no longer there). From the way I understand, Xiao may be cold but he is completely selfless in a way that he doesn't want to hurt other people. He thought by leaving MC ignorant to everything would spare her the pain, it was all he wanted. Kinda shot himself in the foot with that one. Lack of closure leads to endless thinking and regret huehuehuhe.

more under the cut because brainrot too high.

(Tbh I haven't touched Stardew Valley since 1.4 cuz life so not too familiar with the updates xP) The shrine is such a good idea since both shrines in both worlds have magical powers. But their powers are also very limited. From Xiao's sidestory we can see how he conducts a ritual to summon the conartist and talk to his spirit. My memory has been a little hazy but I think we go and collect a bunch of stuff from run down temples? That was how we were able to activate the ritual. In terms of summoning someone from another universe, well...that's a little tricky. Logically you would probably need items from the other universe as well which Xiao did not bring much (other than the lucky charm you made him. Is that enough for a ritual? xD)

As for MC's case with her grandpa's shrine, although it was only capable of reaching out to grandpa but I. Believe. In. The. Power. Of. MANIFESTATION!!! Omg the fact that the person she loved just left her so abruptly was so conflicting for her. She has to vent. She vents to her grandpa and he listened to her wishes. And guess what? MC was able to travel in her spirit form to visit Teyvat yay!

She sees Xiao and she begins to talk to him but realized that she could not hear him for she was merely a mirage cultivate by the strong wishes they both had. So much to say and so little time, MC had to pick her words wisely even though she was angry at him for knocking her out but she was extremely overjoyed to see him again. Xiao intakes a sharp breath as if his heart stopped from the sight of your face, your gentle eyes, he runs into you without a second thought only to have your form ghost through his grasps...

"This...really isn't a dream, isn't it?"

Your voice was like an echo hailing from a place so far that he just knew how it would all end.

Xiao sometimes wondered if there was anything he could have done differently. A happier outcome? Was it possible when he was so binded by his duties towards the country he served for his whole life? Who knows really, all they had right now was this very moment and they had to make it count.

[getwhelmed]

ok so according to my siblings i have a bunch of different types of laughs that mean something different depending on what type i do, so they like to attempt to Diagnose my laughs when im having a giggle at something & unfortunately they are accurate more often than not 

so ill be like huehuehuh and my sis will be in the other room like, “are you making fun of my dog” and then im forced to admit that yes i was laughing rudely at her dog and she caught me. 

anyway im up here on my laptop and shes downstairs and hears me go “teeheehee” and shes immediately like “so you just saw something cute?” and im like how am i supposed to explain that i had simply seen ling yao fmab