#posted from work 💔💔

[i9chicago]

imagine noticing spencer's hair since he started growing it out. you didn't notice the signs at first of how it was falling down to his cheekbones or when it was long enough to have a hair tie on his wrist, and you were so blind to the blindingly obvious signs that sometimes you didn't even think he was actually doing it till he was up to something. like when he was slightly hunched over at the police headquarters in a rather hot spot where the temperature was so high that the windows opened to let in the slightest wisp of wind, but everyone was so sticky and sweaty that the feeling was oppressive, the fabrics of clothing sticking to the skin, but, then, while you used a scrap of paper as a blower, you saw how he pulled his hair back into a little tail and it took you about ten seconds to formulate a cohesive thought.

with a few strands of hair matted to his forehead and his cheeks flushed from the heat, his skin shining with drops of sweat and his hair wrapped in a messy way behind his head. you continued to fan your face as your other hand held a folder, you put it down on the table as you stood in front of him. at first, he looked at you confused, you'd spent hours helping him with the geographical profiling and declined to do anything purely outside of work. to avoid inconvenience and stuff. so you tried not to get too close.

but there was something in the way he frowned at the board, in the blush on his cheeks thanks to the stifling heat, in his hair falling everywhere that you simply had to do it or else you'd explode. you put a hand on his face, he shivered a bit at the contact and smiled shyly at your touch, not without first glancing away to check that no one was watching you, but you couldn't care less. pulled his face close to yours and gave him a gentle kiss, so quick that he had to lean his head forward waiting for more. your hand moved around the strands of hair, soft, fluffy, still smelling a hint of that rosemary shampoo you found on the internet and loved to use because its scent permeated you, as if you had him with you, put the tresses behind his ears to avoid obfuscating his view, yet his hand reached for your hip, pressing gently against the skin.

"what was that for?" he asked, unable to hide the surprise and fun in his tone of voice. "it's not a gripe."

you shrugged your shoulders, still caressing his hair and his head tilted at your touch, lost in your eyes and in the brightness that inhabited them when you looked at him.

"i just think i'm actually starting to like you with your hair like this." you whispered, now gently pressing his chin with your fingers. "can you keep it forever? i could braid it. i'm sure you'll look good."

he laughed, kissing your finger. "i'd look stupid with a braid."

"you'll be like a viking but without the terrifying part. more like really smart viking with extraordinary massage skills." you nodded, noticing how he tried to breathe through his nose as your touch deliberately passed over the back of his neck. "please?"

"well technically the vikings wore the braids to protect their energy during battles as much as to have unity and strength with their people. it's not a really esthetic thing and..."

you gave him another kiss, this time considerably longer than the last. he hummed against your mouth at the interruption and hugged you as his lips danced in time with yours. your hands held his face and you pressed yourself to him, just enough to brush against his chest. you loved that he hugged you when you kissed him as if he was afraid for an instinctive moment that you would vanish into his arms without knowing it, especially when his hold was sweet, tentative and gentle.

when you pulled away, he smiled at you, completely mesmerized. "you know what? forget it. i'll let you braid my hair if you do that again."

you laughed, giving him a gentle push to take the file again. "here? they'll catch us."

the offended look he gave you made you grin, his brow furrowed and his lips tainted by your lip gloss. "i don't think that's fair."

"sorry, baby. i don't make the rules." you mumble, slipping your fingers around the extra black hair tie you had on your wrist. you took spencer's hand and slid it through. though, he reached around you, pressing your hand affectionately. "there it is. it's boring, but it's mine. just remember to keep it with you later because you're going to be my testing doll."

he didn't take off the hair tie until you said it that night, lying on your lap and drowsy from the feel of your fingers sliding nimbly over his hair, because, if he was honest, he was beginning to like having something of you on him. as he belonged to you.

and he was more than delighted with the idea.

[arhvste]

“this is killing me.” kuroo mumbled as he tossed his phone to his side. “just trust me bro,” his best friend-turned roommate bokuto grinned. “this works everytime for me i swear!”

kuroo sighed before grabbing phone again to refresh his instagram story views once more. several people had already viewed the post-gym mirror selfie he’d taken in attempts to garner attention from one particular follower of his; you. “maybe it’s too cringe…” he muttered while over analysing the photo that had already gained a couple of likes within the twenty minutes it had already been up for. “nah.” bokuto reassured him and pat his friend on the shoulder. “you look sexy.” kuroo stared back at the two-toned haired boy. “… thanks bro.”

this isn’t something kuroo would typically post but times were tough and he was desperate. he’d seen you around campus but luck was not on his side when it came to scheduling and the two of you barely had class time together. yet the little class time you did share, kuroo hung onto it tightly and would let scenes of these weekly one hour classes replay in his head more often than he’d like to admit.

“i feel like a modern jay gatsby,” the ex volleyball captain huffed. “my selfie is the equivalent of the wild parties he’d throw in hopes to get daisy’s attention except i don’t want to post every night, i’ve already made myself cringe with this one post.” bokuto stared back at his friend blankly. “yeah… whatever that means.” kuroo frowned back “it’s a classic, you should know what i mean!”

how much longer was he going to have to wait? bokuto had promised him quick results with this method and so far he’d felt deceived and lied to. if talking to you when he got the chance wasn’t enough to get a conversation going outside the classroom, then social media seemed like the next best attempt to start interacting more.

what were you doing? why weren’t you viewing his story? could you even see his story? did he accidentally block you?

these questions ran through his mind as he quickly rushed to check to make sure he hadn’t for some reason blocked you from seeing his story. he half wished he did because then at least he’d know what on earth was taking you so damn long to see the photo he was increasingly starting to hate more the longer it was posted.

“this is stupid.” he stated as he faced bokuto who had zero concerns in his method in gaining someone’s attention. “it works you just have to wait, trust me.”

kuroo frowned as the little red hearts of others who weren’t you fluttered from the bottom corner of the photo. “look!” his best friend grinned as he leaned over kuroo’s shoulder and pointed to the screen of his phone. “you’re getting likes on it!”

“what’s the point if they’re not likes from the person i posted this for in the first place.” kuroo grumbled back in response. he couldn’t believe he’d been subjected to such an attempt to gain some attention from you. it was ridiculous.

it had been about forty five minutes since he’d posted it and he was slowly losing his mind. sure, the post was going to be up for twenty four hours (if he didn’t give into the voices in his head telling him to delete it) so forty five minutes was nothing, but the minutes were beginning to feel like hours and he was dying inside. why weren’t you viewing it already and what could possibly be keeping you off your phone right now?

“this is stupid.” he decided as notifications from his old team mates started to flash up on his screen. the last thing he needed was lev replying with ‘looksmaxing’ to a post that was secretly dedicated to you. “no, it’s barely been up!” bokuto whined. “you look hot so you should get some replies anyway what’s the big deal?”

pinching the bridge of his nose, kuroo huffed. “the big deal is the person i posted this for hasn’t replied!” what was the point in making sure to go to the gym during a rest day just to take this photo if he wasn’t going to at least make his existence more known to you? he’d even worked his legs enough to the point of managing to achieve the sweaty but sexy look. the muscles in his legs were dying, but his dignity sure as hell wouldn’t.

the college student opened up his phone with the intention to end the mental war inside his head once and for all by deleting the post altogether. bokuto watched his friend in defeat but his eyes flashed. “yes they did!” he yelled and pointed to the screen as your name flashed at the top of his screen.

kuroo’s heart jumped at the sight of your profile picture he’d made a daily routine of staring at and the now blue dot indicating a message from your profile in his inbox. to think he was going to delete this post just a second too, what were the chances?

psyching himself up, kuroo took a few quiet deep breathes before letting the time next to your message pass for a few minutes. he wasn’t an instagram warrior by any means, but he knew enough about general rules in order to not look desperate online.

bokuto watched over his friends shoulders as the two stared in anticipation awaiting the message kuroo had been dying for. this was it. leg day two times in a row was gruelling and he’d regret it for the next few days but it would have been worth it. the countless messages from his old teammates mocking his attempts at a thirst trap could be looked past now that you had finally given into the bait he’d so carefully laid. this is what he’d been waiting for. days of preparing and deciding how to gain your attention had finally paid off and he was about to reap the rewards he’d sown.

clicking the message with baited breath, his heart raced as bokuto’s grip of his shoulder tightened. finally.

‘the label on your shirt is sticking out, make sure to cut it’

“a wins a win.” bokuto filled the silence between the pair as kuroo stared at his phone with a blank expression. “… a wins a win…”

[noneedtoargue1994]

ok i might be in the minority on byler tumblr but i don’t think mike was only interested in el in s1 to find will. that was definitely a major factor, and her real or perceived failures to find him cause a lot of stress between them but i really think there was more to it than that. (if you want a character who doesn’t care about el in s1 besides her ability to help will, just look at lucas.)

mike is established early on to be a person who cares very deeply about his friends and about others. he’s loyal to a fault. when dustin is singled out by the bullies in s1e1, it’s mike who comforts him afterwards. i don’t need to remind anyone reading this how he treated will in s2. unlike will, lucas, dustin, and el, mike isn’t visibly different from the norm (besides being a nerd) but he sticks by his friends because he loves them.

not all of this comes from a positive place, though. mike needs to be needed. he loves to be the shoulder to cry on, the protector, the needed support (lucas, el, and dustin in s1, will in s2, el in s3, etc.). when he feels redundant or unnecessary, his self-worth falters and he struggles (see s4).

when they met el in the woods, he wasn’t in love with her, whatever he claims. he did want to send her back to the asylum he thought she came from. but he also wanted her to feel safe and like a person. he wanted to be able to help her, because helping people makes him feel good. the moments of genuine kindness they share in s1 obviously don’t have to be read as romantic - we’ve seen how he acts when he’s extremely consciously in “have a girlfriend” mode, and the beginning of s1 isn’t it. mike wheeler is the heart of the party because of his empathy and loyalty, not because he only cares about will.

[ducktracy]

i hate how my particular investment in LT/these characters/history in general will have me sounding like some sort of "retvrn" bozo. or, maybe i just hate that saying "i wish things were more sincere again and that sometimes things that were older were in fact better" has been................... idek how to finish this thought Guys i'm getting overly emotional about LT kiddie records from the '50s. i'm getting emotional about how merchandising for these characters has sucked for the last 45+ years. i do not mean to sound like some sort of obnoxious "old stuff had SOUL to it new stuff is BAD we must RETURN" bozo. but guys. look at this

the appeal.. the whimsy

WHERE DID WE GO WRONG!!!!!!!!!

i legitimately get upset if i think about this for too long. what are we doing man

[mellohd]

I DONT SUPPORT BLUEYCAPSULES CREATOR!!!!

hi so i was looking through my old art folder and found a lot of old blueycapsules fanart and well i didnt mean to draw this i was originally just doing an eye study but i was feeling nostalgic and suddenly it turned into a redraw of jeremey and maikol💔 version without squigly heart blush below and some other bonus stuff

heres the flats i like the mouth better here but im not fucking with the drawing any more brah

heres the original from 3 years ago and no idk why its cropped like that all my drawings were in that ratio then bro💔💔💔 and no i didnt forget their nametags i just didnt feel like drawing that shit

i made this in 2022 as well ijust thought it was funny

[eggsdrawings]

dabihawks post-war pizza au 🛵💨

“you’ve still got a pizza my war-torn heart” by phanatics 🍕

[triglycercule]

so the dust smokes headcanon is really popular!!! i have an addition to it :33 cigarette smoke CLINGS to your body for a loooong loooong time,,,,, i don't know if monster dust has a smell but if it does maybe the cigarette smoke from his cigarettes could be used to cover up that smell so he doesn't have to deal with the scent of death all the time and yk,,,, feel the guilt :33

[jaggybot3000]

mind cries guys trust, his ego is so big he will cry whenever its even slightly bruised but his ego also hates when other people see him cry, he gets super embarrassed so he does all he can to avoid crying in front of others, such as fleeing to the nearest corner of privacy to shed tears all alone lest anyone see him as weak or feeble like his pathetic heart, saying shit like fuck my stupid baka chungus life the entire time

[sapphicpilled]

oh to be a butch's stay at home girlfriend... spending all day tidying the house and caring for our pets and trying new recipes...showering them with kisses when they come home, greeting them with hot dinner and freshly baked sweets and my needy holes for them to fuck the days stress into...

[quotidianish]

I’ll post their full reference sheets someday but for now. Introducing two of my divorced mentally ill t4t middle aged OCs from fantasy Ming dynasty and Mughal empire their names r Ji Dong (guy with beard) and Shubha (girl with pretty eyes)

[entitybear]

^-^ my oc plushies I've made over time all together 🩷 🧸

[domoriu]

hihi my loves it’s been a while !! i have a bit to say before i start posting normally again so i’ll try to keep it short :3

for one, for the time i’ve been on here i went by any pronouns but now id like to just be referred to with he/they pronouns :) ive changed my prns like 6 million times in the last couple years but he/him and they/them pronouns feel the most comfortable for me !! with this id also like if fem terms weren’t used, anything thats not really gendered is okay as well as masc terms :p honestly if you’re ever confused just ask me

second thing, updates are going to be slow i have a lot going on in my personal life that’s stressing me out, as well as the stress i have trying to keep up with my blogs… its just a lot !! so ill post when i can even if its just something small. i don’t want to say its a hiatus but ill just be semi ia for a bit. if you want to talk to me tho just dm me i can give you my discord !!

thank u guys for your support i appreciate it so much and i love every single one of you 🙂‍↕️🫶🏽🩷 and another special thanks to my lovely mutuals that i talk to regularly who are just so sweet amazing and supportive i luv u guys muah <3

[doodlingwren]

☝🤓 What if 🤨🤔! I was back 😨🤯 after some months 😞😤😲... ahahah jokes 🧐🤣😂... unless 😳👉👈

[vitaspera]

unhinged calix / viorel yapping commences..

[not-kamenx]

Sunflower Bird 🌻

SORRY CHAT I was dying to cramps on ACTUAL Beyblade day and I’ve been generally sad so yeah ANYWAYS PERSONAL LIFE ASIDE I DREW BIRD…

pls any pjsk fans recognize the pose and if you’re not a pjsk fan MY DRAWING IS PRETTY MUCH

THIS AN CARD BUT IF BIRD WAS POSING INSTEAD

I know mine looks so lazy and it pretty much is but I’ve been facing art block right now and a writers block so, forgive me

don’t repost my art

[wacktroid]

I got your ask about ships hehe!! ^.^ I will answer tomorrow but in the meantime do YOU have any fave metroid ships??

gulp here i go ig.

ok so obviously I've been on a big ridley x sephiroth kick rn its just so funny💔 i think their personalities would play off each other well and it would make for a fun dynamic/even rivalry. all the similarities between them too ugfhfh i love toxic evil yaoi

I don't really ship samus with anyone as i don't think it would be in character for her to be in a relationship or she would focus on that sort of stuff but i think samus x gandrayda is peak and even samus x rundas💔 both ships make me so so so sad😞

ok this one might be controversial but I swear it's an inside joke but its ridley x rosalina💔 i found ship art of it and hated it at first but idk man it grew on me after a while when me and my friend kept bringing it up💔💔 its just so funny😭

And that's it really... like i said when i answered an ask abt ships earlier, I rarely ship metroid characters, especially in universe, but when I do find a ship it like it latches onto me brah. I hate ridley x sephiroth and ridley x rosalina they won't leave me be🤬