#the boy enjoys it anyways :3

[elitadream]

Headcanon time! :D

So we all know Nefario is a genius and a wonderful teacher for Gru. But(!) what if there was something Gru liked that the doctor had absolutely no skill for? And then I realized the first two films had more or less established one such contrast already:

Cooking! 

Whenever we see Gru at the stove, he always seems to be having the time of his life, and I figured that he likely became a natural through learning to prepare meals for himself from a young age (with his mother being so neglectful and all...). Nefario, on the other hand, once concocted a jelly so awful that even the Minions’ tastebuds were insulted by it.🤣 

Y’all know how much I love to switch character roles! I wanted to draw a scene in which Gru would be the one trying to teach Nefario something for a change - with ambiguous success. x3 ^^

[machinerot]

[ageofstarkey]

soft glow ✰ m. riddle

summary: sleepy mornings with matthéo

pairing: bf!matthéo x reader

warnings: slightly suggestive at the end, but nothing really other than that!! just tooth rotting fluff n théo who’s soft for u and no one else!! :’))

note: hi!! i’m not sure how i feel about this one but i still think it’s a lil tiny bit cute so i’m posting!! feel free to send in requests!!

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comments & reblogs are so appreciated! <3

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when you wake up, matthéo’s bedroom is warm with the soft glow of morning. golden rays of sunlight peek stubbornly through his drapes, and soft white noise filters steadily in through the window.

as you slowly come to, you begin to register the familiar sensation of matthéo’s touch. his calloused fingers glide almost curiously across your face; carefully tracing each curve and dip, as if to memorize your every detail.

with a soft hum, you finally blink open your eyes - squinting into the sunlight. you roll towards matthéo with a yawn, offering him a sleepy smile. “hi”

matthéo grins, smoothing a mess of tangled hair away from your face. “hi, darling.” his voice is raspy and painfully fond - and your heart aches pleasantly behind your ribcage. his hand slides casually to the back of your neck, and you quietly hope that your cheeks aren’t as red as they feel. “how’d you sleep?”

“me? oh - i slept terribly” you’re aiming for deadpan in a desperate attempt to play it cool, but you wear a giddy little grin that almost certainly gives you away. “worst sleep of my life.”

“oh yeah?”

you nod with all the conviction you can muster - which admittedly isn’t much. “mhmm” with a little stretch, you’re leaning upwards to kiss his cheek. “you snore louder than my granddad.”

matthéo scoffs in mock offence, fingers poking teasingly at your side. “‘s that so?”

you nod once more, trying desperately to stifle a giggle. matthéo’s teasing is relentless, and you squirm clumsily away from his prodding fingers. in the end - it doesn’t take long for you to give in. “okay! okay - fine!” you laugh breathlessly. “you don’t snore and i had the best sleep of my life. is that what you wanted to hear?”

“yes actually. because you on the other hand - you do snore and it’s really quite loud - sort of like-”

“matthéo!” he’s being mean on purpose and you pretend to hate it. “i do not snore!”

“okay but how do you know you don’t snore, hm? i mean - if you’re asleep when it happens…” he tugs you towards his bare chest, one arm wrapped firmly around your back. “you wouldn’t really know, would you?” he punctuates his words with a soft kiss to your forehead, and you all but melt into his gentle embrace.

“i hate you.” with your face smushed against matthéo’s chest, your words come out awkward and muffled. “like - i really, really can’t stand you sometimes.”

he tugs you impossibly closer with a pleased laugh. “don’t lie, sweetheart”

“i’m not lying!”

he tilts your head upwards before slowly kissing your lips. you feel warm all over, and you chase him with a quiet whine when he pulls away. “if you really hate me, why were you screaming m-”

“you’re so awful!”

[asfodelle]

kiss kiss fall in love ( + blurry post kiss sketches)

[lucabyte]

you dream of devouring your friends whole

[bbonbonss]

⋆˳⁺ overdoing it ⁺˳⋆

[a2zillustration]

I've been waiting for an excuse to tell you why Croissant is called Croissant for SO LONG

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[thekidsarentalright]

don't look back.

[zerozeroren]

Liar liar they're on fire

(You may not know but I'm actual­ly a big fan of the Trolls franchise)

[mangozic]

trying to figure out a way to draw my current durge character, idunn! also testing out some new procreate brushes 🕺

[sheepie-self-ships]

Imagine holding your f/os hands, and them swinging your arms and stuff :3c what do they feel like? Are both of you guys’ hands a little clammy, or just one of you, or do you/they have dry hands? How warm are their hands? Are they icy cold, or do they warm you up like a fireplace? Are they human hands? Or are they more monstrous, alien, or not even hands at all? Do they hold your hand firmly or loosely wrap their pinky around yours? Why are you guys holding hands? IMAGINE COMPARING HAND SIZES,,,, is there a difference in finger length/width or do you guys have similar hand sizes? No matter the differences, your hands fit perfectly in each other’s grasp 💛

[lambmotifz]

“dean isn’t a top” well but sam is a bratty bottom and he wants to get fucked on the hood of the impala so bad it makes him look stupid and dean doesn’t know how to say “no” to his baby brother

[doodleodds]

Happy Valentines, Akira. Happy Valentines, Asshole.

If you can’t read what Akechi’s secondary inner-dialogue says cause I obscured it too much behind his regular dialogue, here’s a transcription in panel order: Hello, you fucking- Ah- Hello, Akira! Fuck off, why should I tell you- Just a soda- there’s a new flavor.

I don’t want your shitty gift. Oh- haha! You’re so sweet.

I hope I choke. They’re lovely, thank you.

Like hell. Likewise. There’s no way it’s just a coincidence. Still though, it’s a funny coincidence.

[braisedhoney]

ahahahahaha oh my god i’m losing my MIND

this concept. took over my brain. oh my god.

[izzenithal]

fellas how many times does your bff have to ask u to take off your shirt whilst tenderly dressing your wounds for it to be, like, gay

[kimjunnoodle]

They ran out of speak with animal potions so the camp gets creative (sound)