#lemme put it there

[strawberrystepmom]

f!reader, self ship coded, reader and gojo are in a semi established relationship. suggestive conversation that turns into something a little cutesy.

“Wanna come over tonight?”

The sun is beginning to set low over the horizon and Satoru slows his pace to walk in lockstep with you, hands shoved deep in his pockets. Your question doesn’t catch him off guard, in fact he suspected it would be his place rather than yours, but he hums with a note of uncertainty and you roll your eyes. 

“I dunno, I might have other plans.”

His attempt at a lie is ridiculous at worst and pathetic at best. The two of you know the only place he spends his evenings is by your side when he isn’t working but you decide to take a bite, letting him have his little back and forth. 

“That’s too bad, I was going to make dinner and everything.”

Gasping, he feigns shock and pulls one of his hands from his pocket to wrap it around your forearm to stop you in your tracks. You bite back a smile and look down at the ground but you can hear the rustling of the high neck of his jacket indicating that he’s shaking his head. 

“You mean you don’t just want to ride me into the sunset tonight? I’m flattered.”

Snorting, you try to shrug his hand off but it stays in place no matter how much you fidget. He’s inescapable and you both know it but you scrunch your nose and attempt to pry him off of you anyway, bringing both of your hands to his forearm to try and pull him off with exaggerated effort. 

“That’s kind of a gross way to put it, don’t you think?”

You grit your teeth and knit your brows while trying to move him with both hands and he just chuckles, loosening his grip on you and allowing you the victory just this once. You pick his hand up and try to shove it back in his pocket, laughing when he wiggles his fingers in your direction and reaches for your side. You get out of the way of his onslaught just in time, pulling your hip far enough away that he can’t reach and he pouts.

“I could make it even more gross, you know,” he teases and you raise a brow curiously. There’s no telling what he’ll say next but you’d be lying if you said you didn’t enjoy wondering. He steps closer to where you stand and you lean against him, arms brushing together. “Could talk about how pretty you look when you’re bouncin’ on it.”

You slap his arm and he hisses dramatically, pulling his hand out of his pocket to clutch his opposite forearm with grimace. Rolling your eyes again, you reach out and gently rub the jacket resting over the apparently injured area of his arm and he sighs as you wrap your arm around his, tipping his head to the side as the two of you start walking toward the steps that will take you off of the school’s property.

“You’re such a drama queen, Satoru. You make it sound like I only use you for sex.”

He shrugs, looking ahead instead of down at you to hide the twitch of his lips. He’s so satisfied with himself when he gets to give you a hard time it’s no wonder every person around you two gives you as much space as they possibly can. Not that it matters to either of you - when the other is near it’s like you’re the only two people that exist anyway.

“I think you use me as a taste tester, too.”

You nod, humming your agreement before picking up where he left off.

“A hair washer sometimes.”

He hums, nodding emphatically.

“Teeth brusher.”

You scoff, ready to refute his claim.

“I’ve brushed yours more often than you’ve brushed mine.”

It’s true. Often he props you up on the edge of your bathroom counter and lets you hold his chin in your free hand, moving his head around while you scrub with an electric toothbrush and tut at him about not taking better care of his mouth despite the unnervingly perfect teeth inside of it. 

“If anything,” you add with a little wag of your head, “I'd say this is mutually beneficial at worst and almost a real relationship at best.”

He clicks his tongue and shrugs. How can he argue when the two of you are in a relationship by your own admission?

“Well then, let’s head back to your place so you can get on your trusty steed.”

You giggle despite yourself and press your cheek into his arm, wrapping your free hand around it and squeezing at the same time while the pink and orange sky fades to inky blue ahead of you.

[aroacedavestrider]

people will hear you talk about struggling with mental illness and say “you can do anything if you just put your mind to it”. brother what part of the body does the mental illness happen in. what do you think is the problem

[kalmiaclown]

🌀oooooo you wanna listen to Your Surgeon Is Human, Too by Machinery of the Human Heart sooo baaad🌀

[timethehobo]

Scribbly of sorts. I just like visualising him a little feral when mad.

[yuutaguro]

dont @ me im summer chillin’ ⛱️

[ah-jiing]

🥺🥺🥺🥺

[ineed-to-sleep]

Blacked out in front of my tablet and woke up with sketches of my Touchstarved mc + Kuras my beloved. woops

[heavenly67]

Take a ride and fly high with Heavenly 67~🛩

[reddoll123]

Katara doodle~

[torsamors]

Patrick and Pete throughout the years

"I remember looking at Pete and Patrick and telling Pete, “You're the luckiest guy in the world because you found this guy." Patrick laughed. Then I turned to Patrick and said the same thing to him. They fit together so perfectly. Pete listens to electronic music and pop. He DJs. Patrick likes old soul and classic R&B. The fact that Patrick found this guy with this vision; Pete had everything for the band laid out in his mind. And the fact that Pete found a guy who can sing like that and take his lyrics and work with them - which is an art unto itself. It's really the combination of those two that really creates the sound and the songs. They're just really lucky they found each other."

- Bob McLynn

[ink--theory]

hey bby wanna listen to my new mixtape.png

[gomzdrawfr]

He's the type that would go around using "missus" for everything

[thewanderingmask]

so yea

1-2 months of on and off effort later IT'S MY FIRST EVER HERMITCRAFT (by which i mean exclusively tango tek) ANIMATIC

IN WHICH A MAN TALKS ABOUT BINARY FOR ALMOST 3 MINUTES (it's based actually. and was really fun to animate)

[sleepy-light]

Butler Ragatha and a doodle

[starliteonearth]

I feel like the sentiment that shipping Lucy with Cooper/The Ghoul replaces Barb as his canonical love interest ignores the fact that Cooper and Barb already had their time in the sun. They had a great, long relationship. They had a daughter and a family together. It was a good marriage. And then it ENDED. Not because of the bombs dropping but because they got DIVORCED. Cooper divorced her after finding out the truth (which is something a lot of viewers seemed to have missed apparently). There maybe plenty of things unresolved between them but the relationship was over, a long, long time before Lucy comes along.

[who-canceled-roger-rabbit]

One funny difference between J. R. R. Tolkien and C. S. Lewis is that Tolkien seemed entirely uninterested in writing about sex, whereas Lewis's writing was also chaste but with barely repressed kinkiness simmering just beneath the surface