#i'm gonna make a snack first and then get to it

[tryingtobemysterious]

face masks

you started your morning bright and early. Waking up at 7 am, you had class and didn't want to be late due to morning traffic. hamzah was still sound asleep even when you finished getting ready, before leaving you went over to his side of the bed and gave him a kiss on the cheek. as you began walking away he pulled you by the arm and gave you a kiss in return

you ran your fingers through his hair, "go back to sleep, ill be back later"

he nodded and closed his eyes falling back into a deep sleep

Your day consisted of going to class and then the gym right after. It was about 2 pm when you finished your workout and you knew hamzah would probably be busy filming a video, so rather than go home and be bored waiting for him to finish you decided to go to target and shop

After 2 hours of shopping you walked out with 3 bags full of items that you definitely didn't need, they consisted of face masks, new makeup and snacks you hadn't tried before when you arrived home you opened the front door and found hamzah on his computer, wearing his nap queen hoodie, black sweatpants and a beanie

at the sound of the door opening he got up and began walking towards you. he greeted you with a hug and kiss to your forehead. you smiled and gave him a kiss on the cheek

“ there’s some Wingstop in the fridge if you’re hungry" he offered while taking the shopping bags out of you hands and placing them on the table, you nodded but began walking towards your shared bedroom, with him following right behind you

"I already ate before I came home, but thanks" you took a seat at your vanity and began brushing your hair trying to get any knots that formed throughout the day

as you continued your routine getting ready to relax the rest of the night, you began telling hamzah about your day and the things you bought, he watched you but didn't speak up until you brought up the face masks

"ooh and I found these super cute hello kitty face masks I think I'm gonna do one tonight" you smiled excited at the thought of getting to use your new masks

"we should do them right now" it was a bit of a surprise that he wanted to do a face mask with you, he was never someone big on skin care but your excitement when describing the sheet masks was enough for him to act interested in doing them

"okayy, let me go get them" you stood up and offered your seat to him

you walked to the table where he had set the bags down and grabbed the one up with all your self care products

when you walked back into your bedroom he was sitting on his phone, now wearing a baby pink headband that replaced his beanie pushing his hair out of his face

as you got close to him placing the bag on the vanity he pulled you onto his lap with his arms wrapping around your waist. you began rummaging through the bag and cheering once you found the masks. as you pulled them out he grabbed the bag and placed it on the floor, giving you more room

"you first" you told him now adjusting yourself so that you could face him, with his hands still on your waist you smiled at him as he looked at you with adoration in his eyes

you opened the packaging and then began moving the mask to his face, he closed his eyes. you were completely concentrated making sure the placement wasn't wonky

"open your eyes" he opened them finding you smiling brightly in his face happy with how goofy but cute he looked, he smiled back at you although more restricted trying not to move the mask

you move your head out of the way so that he could look into the mirror and see himself

"oh my god" he laughed

then he moved to face you "your turn"

you nodded and gave him the packaging giving him complete control of the process

"close your eyes" you listened and jumped slightly at the cold mask touching your face, all you felt was his finger smoothing out the mask making sure it sat correctly

"okay open" he spoke

you did and turned to the mirror now looking at how goofy you both looked, you giggled and reached for his phone that he left on the vanity opening the camera and beginning to take selfies

once you finished taking your pictures and filming tiktoks you guys moved to the bed now cuddling while watching a random episode of impractical jokers

even with the episode playing you were distracted reading the comments of the tiktok you had posted of both you and hamzah, everyone jokingly clowning him for being down bad enough to wear a hello kitty face mask, he payed no mind too focused on the punishment the guys were giving murr

[korppuhiiri]

[LOUD AIR SIRENS]

category 5 reblog event imminent

i'm in one of those moods and about to shotgun reblog ridiculous amounts of art posts and your dashboards are gonna get flooded

please prepare yourselves accordingly

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

self indulgent horross doodles just because i can >B)

[funkbun]

most important day on earth

[mildmayfoxe]

yknow it is crazy to think about how much i have been able to improve my quality of life by selling art as a supplementary form of income. like obviously it's a second job and it's taxing but it's also so rewarding to know how much people enjoy my work and how much good it is doing me to like, feel like i can buy snacks at the store. to be able to get takeout every once in a while. like obviously those are extremely minor changes or things most people take for granted but to me it's huge. having berries in the house when they're out of season and more expensive. buying things for CONVENIENCE??! it feels so crazy to me to have such a sense of luxury which i know says more about the bleak feeling of poverty that's followed me around my entire adult life than anything else but i feel so much gratitude that i am afforded these small luxuries at least in part because of people that like my art. not to mention how nice is is to make things consistently again when, prior to 2020, i hadn't made art regularly in almost a decade. anyway. it's cool!

[black-rose-writings]

It's that time of the year again - time to argue with my mom about why I'm uncomfortable participating in the "symbolic violence against women "for their own good"" holiday.

[raveartts]

I haven't drawn anything at all in 4 days and I don't even think about it, I don't think "oh I should draw" I don't miss it, I don't care and that's a little (very) scary actually

[get-a-snack-at-an-ungodly-hour]

doodle page i made about this game..... insanity has taken over me

[lepakonpaska]

caution, gay joy and rambling in the tags ⚠️

[kittyhazelnut]

I fear I've made a grave mistake

[despairforme]

[rubberbandballqueen]

yesterday at work, the kids had to like, make their own puzzles by drawing stuff on paper n then cutting them into pieces n stuff, n this one kid came up to me saying that the kid sitting next to him was saying mean things, n the second kid was like, "it wasn't me, it was him!" n pointed at the creature he'd drawn for his puzzle.

i didn't really know how to handle the situation (though thinking about it, i probably should have just said that just bc the creature was saying mean things abt his friend didn't mean he was in the right for passing on those thoughts), so i just told him i didn't want to solve his puzzle if the creature it featured was gong to be so mean to other people, and for some reason it worked??

i guess it's just easy to forget how deeply children care about what adults think bc of how we as adults have learned to not care so much abt what other people think and operate on the assumption that others don't automatically care abt our thoughts.

[pandora15]

i think it's really rude of the excedrin i took a few hours ago to not work

[poptartmochi]

agoony

[pseudowho]

"You know, Nanamin," Yuuji started, between mouthfuls, "when we first met, I thought I wouldn't like you at all."

Kento raised one thin eyebrow over the rim of his paper-cup coffee. He sat with you, and Yuuji, at a dirt road Conbini overlooking Tokyo. The sun was setting, casting the city as a silhouette against oranges, purples. You could smell the earthy petrichor of an incoming storm. Yuuji did not mind, thoughtful as he slurped at an instant ramen.

"Like, really," Yuuji continued, his mouth puckered up, "I thought you were boring. Unfunny, grumpy, miserable. Maybe even a little bit mean." Yuuji laughed now, becoming gradually more animated as he set the scene. "And when you tried to lecture me, while I was fighting that curse? Insane. I was like, 'Who the hell is this guy?'"

You covered your mouth, hiding a smile, eyes flicking between your unreadable husband, and the bubbling boy opposite him. Yuuji finished laughing, wiping his eyes and sighing into another slurp of noodles.

You placed a surreptitious hand on Kento's thigh under the table, and he barely reacted, but to tense and cross his arms. Yuuji rested his chin on one hand, eyes softening as he looked over the ant-like lights, moving in scattered formation across the city.

"But then...I realised. You just cared. I mean, really cared. About me. And if I wasn't being treated right. And if I was gonna be okay." Yuuji swallowed, his voice thickening. "And I...didn't have anyone left like that. The only person I ever did have was my grandad, and maybe he just took care of me because he had to, y'know? But you chose to. Even though I'm...I'm a monster."

You saw Kento squirm within. You knew he'd had his misgivings about Sukuna's Vessel, before Kento knew him as Yuuji. You knew the shame and guilt Kento carried for that. His shoulders ached, a pall-bearer of emotions for so many.

"And you're hilarious. Anyone can see it, really. And you're a rebel. And a protester. And you stand up for the little guy when nobody else wants to. And you don't do it to make us like you. You just...believe it's right. And don't get me wrong, I like Gojo-sensei too, but I love you."

You pursed your lips, closing your eyes and trying not to tear up on Kento's behalf. Kento remained silent, arms crossed and frowning down at his steaming coffee. Yuuji looked at you, uncertain. You gently flapped one hand; don't worry, you're alright, you're okay.

Kento eventually broke his silence, his voice gruff. He pushed his bank card across the table to Yuuji.

"Itadori-kun." Yuuji sat to attention, wide-eyed. "Go and get yourself some snacks. As much as you like. And the other students, too, if you know what they'd want."

Yuuji took the card in confusion, with both hands and a little bow, and disappeared inside the shop, the automatic doors booping behind him.

Kento stood, your hand falling off his lap, and grasped the metal railings overlooking the city, with his back to you. His shoulders were taut, stiff, occasionally hitching with emotion. You felt him, as you always had.

"...Kento? Are you alright?"

A thick swallow and a sniffle before a single gravelly, "Yeah. I'm fine, I...I'm fine."

[clandestineloki]

miguel o'hara x shy crybaby housewife!reader

cw: non-graphic mentions of violence, suggestive bit at the end lmk if u want an nsfw of this!!

ok but imagine shy lil missus o'hara who's a stay at home wife while miguel goes off to either alchemax or to fight some bad guys

and miguel comes home stressed all the time but just a touch of her hand on his shoulder grounds him after all that fighting

and miguel is tired but happy, grateful for his little love taking such good care of him :)) giving you a forehead kiss before he goes off to the bathroom, settling in the perfectly warm bath prepared for him before indulging in his little wife's amazing cooking 

but one night when he comes home a little bit more tense than usual

she's very tense

she's heard him yelling at his subordinates over the phone and yelling at dumb-ass cops who get in the way of him stopping some thief

and while miguel has always been soft and kind and gentle with her, she's scared that she'll accidentally do something wrong :((

so miguel walks past her, exhausted, and almost smiles at the smell of dinner

no forehead kiss for her :(( poor baby

sitting at the dining table head in his hands as he mumbles about not getting the chance to grab a snack, let alone a break in spanish

and she knows he's hungry, but she knows his whole body will be aching if he doesn't take a bath to regulate his body temperature

but poor baby doesn't know how to say it without him possibly snapping at her :((

she's standing on the other side of the table nervously fidgeting with the dish towel and finding the right words to say

"y-you... you gotta t-take a bath f-first..."

miguel sighs into his hands. "i know, but im really hungry, cariño..."

"b-but... if you don't... you'll be s-sore..."

he looks up, brows furrowing. "what?"

he was genuinely confused why you seemed so scared of him, but his voice came out a bit more bluntly than he meant it to.

your eyes widen and you look down. "n-nothing," you mumble, tears beginning to well up in your eyes. "sorry."

"hey, hey, baby..." miguel stands up, walking over to you and pulling you into his arms. "what's wrong? did i say something?"

"no..." you sniffle, "jus thought i made you mad..."

"no, no, no, i'm not mad," he kisses all over u: your teary eyes, your wobbling lips, your forehead, the tip of ur nose

miguel kisses you deeply and then hugs you close to him. "im not mad, i promise. i'm just so so tired and hungry and the food smelled so good i'm gonna die if i don't get to taste it," he whispers, laughing when you giggle at his declaration.

"the bath can wait," he caresses your cheek with his hand.

"b-but you're gonna get cramps tomorrow if-"

he cuts you off with a big smooch to your face. "it doesn't matter. im staying home tomorrow."

"wh-what?!" you look up at him as he sits down, pulling you into his lap. "but you have work- and- and you're spiderman- and-"

he shakes his head, running his fingers through your hair.

"i'm your husband first, and all that other shit second."

miguel sighs, pulling you closer.

"i know i haven't been taking care of you the way i should be."

before you can interject about how he's doing so much already, he presses a finger against your lips.

"ssh. and alchemax and the cops don't really give a shit about me, can probably last every other day without me there. they'd probably have a field day without this jackass there," he chuckles. "but you, baby, i need to return the favor- ah, ah! let me finish, gatita- return the favor for keeping this place a safe space for me."

a kiss here, a kiss there. "entiendes?"

you nod, hugging him. "just glad you're home," you mumble, nuzzling into his neck.

he spends the rest of that hour enjoying the food you made for him while also feeding you and rattling all about the thugs he stopped that day.

then he pulls you into the bath with him, despite your protests, and laughs as he splashes you with the soapy water, making you squeal and threaten to spray him with the shower nozzle

then the two of you dry up and snuggle in bed, not bothering to put on any clothes. miguel smiles down at you and you smile up at him, before he rolls you on your back and crawls over you to make the sweetest yet roughest love to show you just how thankful he is for having a sweet lil thing like u to come home to <3

(part 2 is here~)