#so certifiable

[starlingfawn]

through starless sky to blackest ground

[keiscorner]

2:53 am

"kei." no response. you know tsukishima has to get up early for work, but the window across from your bed is open, allowing the night breeze to creep in and sting your face. you could get up yourself, but that's what husbands are for, right?

you twist around, trying to wiggle out of your husband's grasp so you can take a better look at his sleeping face. he has an arm wrapped firmly around your waist, the other supporting your neck to, in his words, 'protect his ears from your constant complaints about your sore neck in the morning'.

"honey?" you poke his cheek, smiling to yourself when he grunts in response. tsukishima has always been a light sleeper. you lay in silence for a few seconds before he finally lets out a sigh, opening his eyes to look at you.

"what do you want?"

you muster up your biggest doe eyes, knowing that he hates getting out of bed just as much as you do. "close the window for me?"

"no. you do it."

you sigh dramatically, gesturing at his arms wrapped firmly around you. "i would love to, but someone is holding me hostage, so i think you're going to have to do it."

tsukishima rolls his eyes, untangling his arms from your body. "problem solved." he holds back a smile when you frown and pull the blankets away from him, turning your back towards him. you're so cute. tsukishima would do anything you ask of him without hesitation, but he can't help but tease you a bit first. he'll never get tired of your reactions, and he loves that he can be a little snarky with you.

you sigh again, this time louder and more pointed, pretending to shiver just to show your husband how cold you really are, and how cruel he is for not helping. "if only someone could hold me right now...", you trailed off.

"ok, do you want me to help you or not?" he finally gives in, getting up to reach for his glasses. you win, as usual. you turn back to face him again with a smile as bright as sunshine, and despite all of the years you've been together, his heart still stops for a second. wow. okay, maybe he is obsessed with you, but he can't help it. you've clearly worked your magic on him, considering the fact that he's getting out of the bed for you when he has to be awake in a few hours. he goes to close the windows with a firm click, walking back to his side of bed.

"kei...since you're already up...", he looks back to see your guilty smile, an empty mug in your hands. "please? last thing, i swear." he give you a look that reads, "you're lucky i love you." (you know you're the luckiest person in the world.)

he takes your mug and you hear his quiet footsteps making their way to the kitchen. he comes back, handing you a mug full of warm water. once you take a sip, he takes the mug from you again, placing it on your nightstand.

"i poisoned that," he quips, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead before finally lying down and snaking his arms around your waist, pulling you in closer to him. the only reason he hates getting out of bed is that he has to let go of you, but he doesn't need to say that. he's sure you already know.

[toboldlymuppet]

help us kurotsuchi mayuri, you're our only hoe

[notedchampagne]

they should let friends possess each other like bluetooth but exclusively for things like killing insects and making food

[rogueshadeaux]

“I hate the script, the vault dwellers sound so cheesy—“ my Brother in Steel you realize that’s the point, right? They were bred to act like the physical embodiment of an HR e-mail. Did you not catch the memo that Vault-Tec put out regarding their experiment facilities?

[muzsmocsing]

It's insane how Pei Ming slutted his way through life and slutted it up even more once ascended, banging mortal, god, ghost, and demon alike yet he managed to be known as The God of Love. People wish STDs upon his hoe ass and STILL pray to him for luck with romance. Meanwhile one unfortunate government mandated typo and poor Feng Xin is forever known as Thick Dick Daddy 27. Like how is that fair.

[official-bunbun]

I think that it should be a mechanic in the game that certain twisteds will have different mechanics if you have a certain toon in the party

Maybe Sprout would become incredibly protective of the first Cosmo player he sees, keeping them close and attacking anyone that comes near but no longer roaming and not actively seeking others out

I might come up with a concept for the reverse (twisted cosmo/player sprout) later BUT this was the first thought i had about it

Edit: part 2 here cuz yall went nuts over this LOL do you like my ideas and storytelling based on this? you may be interested in the dandy's world ask/story blog i started!

[galaxylover06]

Knuxadow commission that I am just in love with ❤️🖤

[snail-day]

Nanami seems like the type to take naps after work, the kind that start with a deep sigh as he loosens his tie, the golden light of early evening catching the sharp angles of his face as he sinks down onto the couch. You don’t even need an invitation. You’re already making your way toward him, climbing into the space between his arms.

He’s still warm from the day, muscles solid beneath the soft fabric of his button-up, the steady rise and fall of his chest lulling you deeper into comfort. His strong arm wraps around you automatically, fingers curling against your back, careful, even in his exhaustion. And god, it’s perfect, how your body fits against his, how easily your head tucks beneath his chin. The scent of his, crisp cologne and something faintly earthy from working around curses, clings to the fabric of his shirt, and you melt against him with a sigh.

“How many naps did you take today?” he murmurs, voice low and a little amused, the rumble of it vibrating softly through his chest.

You just hum in response, nuzzling closer, not quite ready to admit you’ve been snoozing on and off since noon. But he already knows. Of course he does. That quiet chuckle of his tells you as much, low and fond, brushing against the top of your head as he presses a kiss there.

It all makes sense later, when you’re tangled together in bed and he’s half-asleep, one hand lazily tracing up and down your spine while you blink wide-eyed at the wall. “You’re not tired?” he asks, already knowing the answer. Already reaching to hand you some melatonin before bed, grumbling under his breath not to make it a habit.

Still, he doesn’t complain. Just shifts closer, letting you steal the warmth from his body, patient as ever as you settle into him again, if he holds you enough, gives you little back scratchies, you'll drift away to sleep in no time.

[catarium]

Everything I have learn about Testament is a slap in the face. Specially about their hobbies.

More GG shitposting

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[strialternatives]

bonus:

had some thoughts about Them, so i drew lots of assorted goro's this week ✨(takemi's life is suffering)

[loadinghollows]

She tastes just like candy 💜🍭💙

[bewitchingbanshee]

🎉 heart bush heart bush heart bush !!!! 🎉

[infinitehyperfixations]

I just know that in another life, Fives would have been a 6’0 frat guy with a buzz cut, no money, and the sickest instagram captions.

[aomiiine]

Prince!xavier on your wedding night hiding from duties. Cs the only duty he has rn is pleasing his wife tf😕