#they r just so smol

[drawnfamiliarfaces]

i... wrote a smol fic (っ´▽`*)っ

also!!!!! If you haven't seen it - shoutout to first ever published fic in Ninja Showdown/My Immortal Soul tags - Lustrous Red by @missadmyre !!!

[casualstea]

Oh you want me to piss loads of people off with an honest opinion?

Okay. Hotch is shown to have just as many, if not more autistic traits as Spencer Reid but the fandom ignores it because the traits he conveys aren’t ‘cutesy babifying’ parts that the fandom projects on to Reid.

(Also this happens consistently in the fandom, Prentis/JJ/Morgan/Hotch have so much character development/trauma etc but it’s brushed aside by certain parts of the fandom to focus on Reid for some odd reason)

[notimeforlaugh]

trying some designs for new eggs

pepito sometimes using supports for walking, but still skating with their favorite father carre cuz they r just cool like this

material girl sunny is a little mechanic + aviator like I imagin their pa tubbo

and em being the only properly dressed and fed egg cuz her moms like to sew and cook

[strawberri-draws]

I love doodling these fellas

[xamaxenta]

Sabo demon hunter finally corners the beast he’s been tracking but before he can inflict a decisive blow he’s intercepted by the legendary phoenix himself, a hunter like himself, unkillable, they say

He crosses Sabo’s blade with the flat of his own, Sabo snarls that this is his kill, he found the creature first

The phoenix informs him with a smile that doesnt reach his eyes that he doesnt care about a stolen kill, Sabo tries to bypass him and is thwarted a second time, in that same taut, cold tone the Phoenix says he cannot let him kill the demon

Frustrated and annoyed at another bounty he wont collect, Sabo demands a reason, why ? If he cant kill it he at least deserves to know

The phoenix glances at the wounded shadow curled in on itself behind him, he smiles and this time it warms the ice within his irises, his mouth curving up into something tired and wane

“Because I love him.”

Sabo balks, clenches his fists, they said the phoenix had gone mad as of late and here was the stone cold truth

The shadow shifts as the phoenix tugs up his sleeve, bares his forearm riddled with scars, Sabo swallows when the taller man turns away from him to kneel beside the demon, his voice soft and soothing, almost an adoring croon when it shuffles closer and Sabo chokes on a noise of revulsion when the demon sinks its long evil fangs into the offered flesh, appalled as it tears at tendon and muscle, devouring deep until the white of bone was visible

The phoenix doesnt wince, continues his soft spoken mantra of adoration

Confused, terrified even, Sabo leaves empty handed, unable to stop thinking about the sound of masticated flesh and the song of viscera, in the gloom of the chase he hadnt been able to make out much of his target, but dappled within the radiance of the phoenix Sabo had been alarmed to observe the demon had been beautiful

[starlightiing]

Max is so cutie, I boop him on his nose.

[stardestroyer81]

Oh, rats. 🐀

Inspired by @nutellapatella's Rat Noise and Bunny Noisette doodles, I wanted to try my hand at drawing my Pizza Tower sona as part-rat, which resulted in this cute doodle!💙🍕✨

[fefposting]

My children...

[smol-tired-binch-blog]

one time bae dreamt up an episode of House. in it they’re treating a baby for some sort of disease idk what, but Chase really fucking hates it for some reason and calls it a “fat r*tard”.  No I don’t know why. They’re in the office with a whiteboard full of crossed out symptoms, so House is like “check the baby for drugs. It’s the only explanation” and Chase does his Concerned Chase voice and puts his hands on House’s shoulders like “House how can a baby be on drugs??” and House is all “everybody lies”. Then he goes to do some invasive and possibly illegal treatment on the baby so Chase pushes against him the wall like “Not babies, House!!!” and then House does his Smug House Face. Chase turns to look and the baby is smoking a crack pipe and is wearing an MLG hat. Chase looks absolutely shocked and goes “Oh my God!” in awe that House figured it out, Foreman goes “There’s only ever been 20 cases of Baby Smoking Crack Pipes”, meanwhile House is somehow on the other side of the room no longer pinned against the wall by Chase and is playing air guitar on his cane whilst clearly diegetic music plays. Then Wilson, as he too is in this episode, is leaning against the door like he does and goes “Well I’ll be damned” in his classic Wilson Voice (you know the one he does when House was right when by all accounts he really shouldn’t be) and the episode ends.

[monogatcri]

on restless nights where he could not find peace of mind , niwa often took a walk to the shoreline to sit at the edge of the shore to play his shinobue. though he wasn't exactly passionate about the instrument growing up, he finds that the sound of it brings him back to his childhood years, a time he remembers with nostalgia.

[spiinsparks]

HEIGHT COMPARISON / @lowhowl​ / ACCEPTING !         SEND YOUR CHARACTER’S HEIGHT AND I’LL COMPARE IT TO MINE.

       ❝   ....  ❞  

BONUS:

[cruelsister-moved2]

wait why is this person making fan gifsets for their fav playing a racist white cop in an episode about police racism...?

[velvetstreets]

coming home for Christmas reminds me of why I fled this rotten house in the first place lol

[chisungie]

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[craisinsensation1029]

Louder

Suguru Geto & Satoru Gojo

stsg...why r they like tht (i love it)

fem reader, voyeurism!!!!!, vaginal sex, geto acting like a judge or smthn, idk what the status of the relationship is stsg are just greedy

smol thought

MDNI

“She can moan louder than that,” Geto chastises, legs spread, palm lazily running over his crotch as Gojo’s hips meets yours again, the sound of skin slapping against skin a true melody to his ears. “Did you prop up her hips with a pillow?”

“Fuck,” Gojo hisses, both at the feel of of warm walls that always mold to his shape and the realization that he in fact did not place the pillow under your hips. “For-forgot,” he whines, still buried to the hilt inside of you while you writhe under him, pants escaping from your lips.

Geto simply scoffs, standing from his seated position---quite irritated with having his audience experience interrupted---to look for the pillow. As he paces over to the bed, Gojo’s hips retract and piston into you again, knocking the breath out of your lungs. Geto can only tsk, completely unsatisfied with the current show until his eyes find the small decorative pillow that fell off the bed.

With Gojo still going at it, he waits for him to pull back so he can slot the pillow beneath your hips. He returns to his seat in the soft bean bag chair at the side of the bed, the plush beads comforting him as he nestles back down.

“Sh-shit,” you instantly moan out when Gojo’s hips surge forward again, reaching the deepest part of you, every part of him brushing against all the sensitive parts of your cunt. “So—hah, deep.”

“That’s much better,” Geto affirms, hand brushing over his rapidly hardening cock. “That’s what I should be hearing.” Gojo whines, picking up his pace, giving you mean thrusts as your walls begin to flutter around him. “Keep fucking her just like that, Satoru, just the way we know she likes it.”

[sweet-as-an-angel]

König x Petite Reader Headcanons

Warnings: Non-Explicit Implications of Sexual Content, Petite Reader, Size Kink, Jealous König, Insecure König, Implied 141 x Reader, Petnames, No Pronouns used for Reader except ‘You’.

A/N: Forgot that I'd already written this once before, so here we are with more König x Petite Reader Headcanons ! Just see this as some extra content for our beloved König and his smol s/o <3

When it comes to you, this man is F E R A L

Genuinely cannot believe how perfect you are.

Constantly jokes about how he could fit you in the palm of his hand.

And once, to shut him up, you proved him right by sitting on his open hand when he wasn’t expecting it and gave him a smug look.

“There,” you said, folding your arms over your chest. “You can fit me in your palm.”

König tried not to think of how close he was to your special parts, how warm you felt on him.

He had to disappear to the bathroom for a few minutes afterwards, and when he returned, his face was flushed and he could barely look you in the eye.

He’s never been the same after that. Any trace of a size kink he had before has been amplified to such an extent that he’s taken to hiding your clothes so you’ll have to wear his.

And he just can’t keep his hands off you whenever you do.

“My my, Engel,” he says, one hand sliding around your waist and pulling you closer to him, the other drawing the hem of his shirt further and further up your thighs.

“What could you be hiding under here ?”

Calls you his Mini Maus.

“Because you’re just so tiny and precious !” he gushes.

And since you’re so small compared to him, he treats you as if you’re fragile, like an endangered species of flower.

Concerning intimacy at the beginning of your relationship, König was concerned that he was too big for you.

But, when you put his mind at ease (and challenge him) – “I bet I can take you, Köni~” – you’re in for it.

König’s fighting spirit won’t let you off easy.

When he’s feeling more dominant, he bunches your wrists into one of his hands while he sits on top of you, his other hand slipping beneath your (his) shirt and slithering round the band of your underwear.

“Pretty little thing,” he says, a dangerous smile at his lips. “All weak and defenseless.” He leans down, his eyes dark and wild. “Just for me.”

If you try to struggle (consensually), he’ll smack you through your underwear. And not gently, either.

“Don’t test me, Mini,” he says, his grip about your wrists tightening. “You don’t know what I’m like when I’m angry.”

He loooooves fitting his hands around your waist.

Especially when he finds that his hands wrap around your middle and his fingers touch.

Size kink: upgraded.

He gets lowkey jealous if you ask someone else to reach something for you.

Will sulk about it.

“I just don’t see why you had to ask Ghost to get it for you,” he’ll say, frowning as he lies in bed.

You sigh, putting your book down.

“König, you weren’t even here !” you say. “And I was starving !”

König knows he’s being unreasonable, but he can’t help but feel like he can be easily replaced.

Especially when he knows the rest of the 141 would gladly drop everything to be with you.

He’s not stupid, he’s seen the way they look at you.

A few minutes alone together and a kind word – “You’re so perfect, Köni~ My big, big boy,” – will set him straight.

Loves showing you off to his friends. His acquaintances aren’t safe, either.

He’ll stand you before him and show you off to his associates like: ”Look, this is my partner ! Aren’t they beautiful ?!”

So help him god if anyone tries to show you up or disagree.

You’ll never see them again.

And neither will anyone else.

König loves you more than life itself, and regardless of his insecurities or your unwavering ability to have anyone you could ever want, he’s glad you chose him <3

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