#i want to make asmr

[rainingcatsandjune]

the sleepy bbs :3 sam sleeping with a shifted darlin :3

at this point i feel like i should just tag her SHES BEEN GIVING ME ALL THE IDEAS RAHHFJKSDFHGKJF thank you @nicnebula for indoctrinating introducing me to redactedverse my motivation to draw has gone through the roof AND THANK FOR THIS IDEA ITS SO SWEET AAAAAAAAAAAA

bit messier but i gotta fix my perfectionism somehow so here you go :0

[soothifying-sounds-asmr]

Halloween party night 1/4

[anexistingexistence]

I'm prince Milo Rebaine this I'm a hot vampire and my name's Milo Rebane now that

Yeah whatever Mr. Ribeye go get me Quinn's ashes

[no-see-um-incorrect]

I’m in the mood for David. It feels like a David Shaw kind of day. Here’s some Davey and Angel headcannons  some sweet, some kinda sad.. maybe even spicy.

: after their first date, he went into work with the biggest smile Asher and Milo have seen on him since before his dad passed away. He obviously denied it. And didn’t tell them about angel until the relationship got serious 

: The first time they saw each other shirtless, they both kind of stopped for a minute, and just stared in aw of the other person 

: David will sometimes “thank the universe” for bringing them two together……little does he know he’s actually  thanking someone (💋 A forehead kiss to caelum)

: one time angel got into a small car accident. we’re talking nobody was hurt just minor damage to both cars. But the way David was acting you would think it was life-threatening. He could barely sleep. He would cling to angel for days after.  overall just in the panic zone.

: his D!ck is BIG 

: he has piercings he just doesn’t put them in, unless it’s a special occasion. Both for professionalism and so they don’t snag on things

: Asher called Angel “Pack Queen”(queen, being a gender neutral term in this case) and now on occasion, David will call Angel his queen (he kinda joking. kinda not)

: David likes to gently brag to angel, about how just his presence and name can scare the shit out of people. (take my poor Sam for example)

: angel will have David bend down acting like they’re trying to whisper something in his ear….. when in reality, they’re just trying to look down his shirt (get a peek at the man titties ya know)

: David sometimes gets nightmares about his dad’s accident  and when he wakes up, he’s in a bit of a panic and Angel helps him through it.

“I know baby… I know…”

“there’s nothing you could’ve done Davey”

“our brains make us spiral into 1 million hypotheticals. What we could’ve done, what we could’ve done differently. But…. it was out of your control”

: angel has spent months trying to talk David into getting a pet. But it all comes down to the same thing.

“would it be weird for a werewolf to adopt a dog?

“we’re not getting a dog angel”

“Milo‘s mate needed some help with something so I went over to their house and saw Milo‘s cat aggro….. he’s really sweet and fluffy…”

“angel if you want to get a cat, be my guest, but you’re not going to catch me cleaning its litter box”

Let’s just say they’re still working on an agreement 

: their contact names for each each other

😏Davey💙 & little snot💘 respectfully

: angel will send a suggestive light on clothing (wearing almost nothing but one of David’s hoodies) photo to David while he’s at work…….he knows he can’t leave work…… and so does Angel. So round five minutes later, Angel will get a text.

“You are so DONE When I get home”

: their favorite Disney movie to watch together is Hercules 

: when David was talking to the other pack members about their treatment of Milo. Angel had their ear up to the door. so if Milo doesn’t give sweetheart a play-by-play angel will.

That’s all for right now. Hope you guys enjoyed. Forgive me if there’s any typos, my glasses are STILL BROKEN 



[pycth]

All I could ever ask for is for Lasko to get a rain audio with coworker. Like them out somewhere and having to find shelter as it starts to pour— they’re soaked, but they’re laughing

C’MON

LET US HAVE OUR KISSING IN THE RAIN MOMENT PLEASE

[nondescriptrock]

Omg queers

I'm the queerest out of all of us

VEGA IS GETTING A MAKEOVER

[cute-brainz]

just a few bisexuals who bite people

[laskosprettygirl]

YALL i got this tote bag at the dollar store

Should I make it Huxley and dames, Gavin and freelancer, or lasko and coworker?

[atlantis-just-drowned]

Sorry sir, the only type of ASMR bullshit I can stand is Moon's evil devious laughter

[letoscrawls]

Does anyone know a good adblock or a way to block ads on youtube???? they are after me i swear they will not let me watch videos in peace unless i remove adblock and i'd rather burn my laptop than use youtube with ads

[messenger-of-stupidity]

Warden stared, open mouthed, at the demon in front of them. He was alive. He was really alive. It didn't seem real, and they were half tempted to pinch their skin between their thumb and forefinger. A voice spoke up. A normal human one. Not the shifting cadence of the creature who identified himself as Hush. The murderer.

Nor the calming lull of Vega's voice in their head. Warden turned their gaze towards the human, recognizing their Freelancer core instantly. Their eyes narrowed slightly.

"He uh," Hush stepped between the human and Warden, a warning expression placed on his face. The human continued speaking from around Hush. "He said he doesn't remember anything since the Cacophany?"

...

What?

Warden's head snapped back to look at Vega, eyes widening once more. The closer they looked the easier it was to see the lack of recognition. None of the warmth that had slowly filled his eyes throughout his interactions with them. Their hands clenched into fists, nails digging into their palms.

"But you can help!" Hush chirped. Warden didn't look at Hush, keeping their eyes on the demon they had once thought of as untouchable. This was an absolute disaster.

[eggos-gifs-and-co]

Flowers in the park - Gifs by me!

[radiant-cowgirl]

david shaw is definitely the “he loved her (*them) to the point of invention” type of guy

[anexistingexistence]

Mafia!Angel x David in which Angel hires Shaw Security to protect their friend (Sweetheart) because they're scared they'll get hurt due to being affiliated with Angel even though they don't know that Angel is the don of a crime family.

This would also include Sweetheart x Milo as a "I don't need to be protected" - "Sure thing, Sweetheart" kind of thing.

And Baabe x Asher as the comedic relief.

[milogreer]

a little snippet of a geordi/cutie fic i think i was possessed to write <3 idk if i'll finish it because i'm having Other Ideas but we'll see!

“Are you hungry? Did you eat before your flight?”

After a brief pause wherein they glance away shamefully, they shake their head.

Oh no. That upset them. I don’t want them to feel bad, it’s not a big deal. Yeah, we can just eat now. “Hey, it’s okay. We’ll just find something to eat now.” He pats their leg reassuringly, drawing their attention back to him. “Caaan I get a kiss first?”

Their smile, even as small as it is right now, is infectious. They hold up their hand, index finger and thumb almost touching.

“Just a little one?”

Cutie nods, then tilts their head as if in thought before signing, “for now,” and winking at him.

The unexpected playfulness after their recent gloominess makes him laugh. Cutie pushes up to kiss him, one arm hooked around his neck to pull him close - his laugh turns into a gasp of surprise at the force of it. The position they’re in isn’t the most comfortable for kissing, which is just as well; true to their word, Cutie breaks the kiss seconds later.

Do they look happier now? Lighter. Not so sad. I hate when they’re sad. They deserve to be happy. I’m glad I make them happy. They make me happy.

“I love you.”

Their cheeks darken, bottom lip caught between their teeth to keep their smile contained. “Can I still come in?”

Relief floods through him. He hadn’t realized he was still this worried about their missing connection. “Yeah, of course.”

A beat of silence passes, then-

I love you too.

The sound of their voice reverberating in his head is comfortingly familiar. After a week of stress and boredom and missing them so badly it sometimes kept him up at night, it’s finally feeling like home around here again.

That was cute. You’re cute.

Cutie giggles. I’m glad to be home.

Me too. It feels like home again. “Now, come on. Let’s get you something to eat.”