#what did I do to deserve this? 🥺

[revnah1406]

Happy 30th Birthday Sparrow!! 🥰🥰 #JanuaryGang with Jade here cuz she also just turned 31!

It wasn't much but I hope you love this drawing Rev!! Have a wonderful day! ✨

OMG SLEEPY!!!!!!! 🥹🥹❤️❤️

Me devouring this drawing:

AAAAAAAHHH 😭❤️❤️❤️

LOOK AT HER!!! 😍😍😍❤️ I have no words to express my excitement right except for KECKDKOXKCKDIDKCBDKDKSKCBFAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!! 😍😍😍😍

JANUARY GANG BABYYY!! 💥👊🏻💥 Sparrow sobbing because she just entered the 30s and Jade has to comfort her hahahha! "There there birdie, it's not that bad"

Omg look at that anatomy 😍😍 Showing off those muscles uh?? 💪🏻💪🏻💪🏻🔥🔥

Anyway! THANK YOU SOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH FOR THIS DRAWING LOVE!! 😍😍🥺🥺❤️❤️❤️

I hope you have a wonderful day too Sleepy!! Love ya!!! MWAH ❤️❤️

[shayberri789]

An EVIL boop?? How is THAT done??

[villainsidestep]

ah., evil thoughts hour

[teddybeartoji]

you deserve the best things in the whole wide world. i love you

PASIIIIIIIIIII🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺i love you i love you i love you🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺c'mere i want a hug. right naaowww!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[lumo-dreams]

[seiwas]

my bf's friends are literally the sweetest and cutest 🥹 they've all been super supportive sharing posts for my small side hustle despite none of them being very active on social media 🥺 and a lot of the time i don't even have to ask jfbjsh they just do it 🥺

[amee-racle-ofmyown]

the heist!mark brainrot is consuming me…, just imagine mark n the viewer meeting for the first time as little kids to shoplift candy or smth together ╥﹏╥

the (brain)rot consumes!! I can relate

my dear anon... LISTEN. I am a big advocate for childhood friends captaineer, it's one of my favourite headcanons, but a childhood friends AU for the heist partners? that's something I hadn't considered until now. and it's adorable. I had to write something for it asap because I was INSPIRED. I hope you enjoy💖 thanks for sparking the idea!

Heist!Mark x reader (not explicitly romantic at all it's more about the friendship in this one) | Words: 1,317

You are in the kitchen of your shared home base, unloading the groceries your heist partner has just bought, when you pick up a bag of sour candies, smiling quietly to yourself. He's always been a fan of them.

Turning the packet in your hands, an old memory drifts to the surface of your mind:

You don't remember exactly how long ago it was, but you couldn't have been much older than maybe ten.

Your father was busy working, and had reluctantly sent you to the store with a small list after you insisted you could handle it on your own.

You slipped the folded piece of paper out of your school bag and scanned the list of items. At the bottom was a note that read, ‘Remember to stay hydrated, kiddo! :)’

You walked around the supermarket collecting the few things on your list and placed them in your trolley. On your way to the checkout, you passed through the candy aisle and slowed to eye the products on display.

‘Aren't you going to get anything?’

Your head perked up, shocked at the sudden voice addressing you.

There was a boy next to you with dark hair, looking at you inquisitively. He seemed to be about your age. He might have even been slightly shorter than you.

You must have been standing here for longer than you realised if it had prompted him to ask you about it.

You shook your head.

‘Why not?’

‘Oh, um. My dad only gave me enough money for what we need,’ you said timidly, showing him the list.

‘Ohh, that's too bad.’ Then, a small yet undeniably mischievous smile appeared on his face. He glanced discreetly up and down the aisle. ‘You know you can just — ’ and he took one of the small packets of candy off the shelf and slipped it swiftly into his pocket.

Your eyes went wide, stunned. Both from the fact that he was suggesting you steal, and at the speed and subtly with which he'd enacted the crime, as if he'd done it dozens of times before, if not more.

‘What are you doing?’ you spoke in a harsh whisper.

‘It's no big deal,’ he said in a lower voice than before, but one that still felt entirely too loud. He slipped another bag into his pocket.

You did not want to associate with this boy any longer.

You pushed your trolley away and towards the checkout, handing your items to the cashier.

You were unhappy to find the boy waiting for you when you exited the store, shopping bag in your hand.

‘What do you want?’ you asked, a little standoffishly, frowning at him.

‘There's no need to be rude,’ he said with a small pout. ‘Y'know, I think I might have seen you at school a few times.’

To your dismay, he followed along as you started walking home. When you pressed him, he simply said, ‘Hey, I'm not following you! I live down this way too, I promise!’

As the two of you walked, he chatted annoyingly by your side. What was more annoying was that you found you didn't mind his presence. You were a quiet kid and you didn't have many friends. Having someone to walk home with you was kind of a nice change of pace.

Just as you thought this, though, you immediately chided yourself mentally. You and him were not friends. You weren't going to be friends. This boy was a criminal and he wasn't even sorry about it.

You frowned in thought.

Oh no, what if he got caught? What if you went to juvenile jail for being an accomplice to theft? What would Dad say? What would Mom say? What if—’

‘Hey, are you listening to me? You haven't responded to anything I'm saying.’

You simply sighed as he pulled you out of your thoughts.

‘Are you still mad about the candy? I told you it's not a big deal.’

You stopped as you realised you were approaching your front door. The journey seemed to have gone a little faster than usual.

‘Really?’ you finally replied in an exasperated tone. ‘That was no big deal for you? That was stealing. Stealing is wrong.’ You couldn't believe you had to spell it out to him.

‘They won't notice a couple tiny bags of candy are gone. My mom says big companies that own supermarkets are greedy. They make loads of money anyway and don't pay enough taxes.’

‘Does your mom know you're a thief?’

‘W- well, no, but-’

‘That’s what I thought.’

He looked a little disheartened.

‘Please don't tell anyone. I'm sorry if I upset you,’ he said quietly, looking down.

You hadn't really expected an apology from someone like him. You sighed again.

‘I won't tell, but don't expect me to just go along with it. And don't act like we're best buds all of a sudden. We don't know each other. You don't even know my name!’

‘Well, what's your name?’

You gave him a slightly surprised look before telling him your name, albeit hesitantly.

‘Look, I have to get going now…’

You fumbled with the shopping bag as you reached into your coat pocket, feeling for the house key, when you suddenly felt something that wasn't there before. It made a crinkling sound beneath your touch.

‘You didn't.’ You pulled the candy out of your pocket. ‘When did you—?’

The boy grinned at you.

‘I thought you could have one of mine.’

‘I don't want your stolen candy!’

‘Judging by how you looked at it earlier, I think you do. And besides, stolen treats taste better!’ he called out, already walking away.

‘Wh- SHH!’ You hoped none of your neighbours had heard.

‘I'm Mark by the way! See ya, buddy!’

You stood outside the front door, dumbfounded.

Finally you let yourself in. Your dad wouldn't be home yet for a while.

You put the shopping away and sat down at your kitchen table, staring at the stolen goods in front of you.

You could try to put it back but… that would be more suspicious.

You figured, the deed had been done. There was nothing you could do now, so you may as well make the most of it.

You tore the edge of the packet and popped one of the candies in your mouth, savouring the sweet and sour combination on your tongue.

Maybe Mark was right. It did taste extra good. But maybe it was just because you'd been craving it.

What a weird kid.

‘Stealing is wrong, huh…?’ you mumble under your breath. You look down at the candy in your hands. It's not the same brand as the one from back then, but you imagine it tastes more or less the same, from what you remember.

Present day Mark is the one to pull you out of your musings.

‘Hey, what's with that face you're making? I know that look, buddy. Are you contemplating your life choices??’

You chuckle softly.

‘Just… got reminded of something. I suppose I got lost in nostalgia for a moment.’

‘Oh yeah? Penny for your thoughts?’

You turn and smile at him.

‘This just made me think of an annoying little boy stealing candy from a supermarket. And his reluctant acquaintance who ended up getting dragged into his antics for the foreseeable future.’

It takes a second for it to click.

‘Ohhhhh.’ You watch as realisation turns to him smiling fondly at the memories, which turns to him snapping his attention to you with a fake-offended look.

You laugh at his expression.

‘Wait, hey! Annoying?!’

‘Mhm.’

‘Excuse you, I was a wonderful, sweet and positively charming child.’

Your laughter rings out in the kitchen, full of mirth, and he shakes his head at you with a familiar lopsided grin, and you are so grateful for the cheeky little boy who approached you that day.

[stinkrascal]

omfg people on antinatalists subreddits are fucking demons. i get being childfree, i am myself and i have no intentions of having children ever. but being an actual child hater and seething whenever you see people having children, blaming poor families for their decisions to have children “maybe you wouldnt be poor if you’d kept your legs closed,” actively talking about people and primarily women who choose to have children in the most degrading and objectifying way possible, and relishing in the misery of real actual children who suffer the most under poverty bc these people dont actually care to fix the problem, they just want to point blame and laugh at people who are suffering with it. like u ppl are literally insane, how do u not realize you sound like a fucking fascist 😭 like these freaks will insist they just “care about the children” and “dont want children to suffer under capitalism” while blaming poor families for being poor (bc poverty is always a choice people make and not at all tied to generational circumstances which are often out of your control, duh) and calling actual living breathing children who exist “crotch goblins” and “failed abortions” like man shut the fuck up, we get it youre miserable and you wish your mother had aborted you too. just do the world a favor and take it out on yourself next time.

[chrisbangs]

❤️‍🩹

[crancisfrozier]

I’ve been listening to the Words so Leisured podcast about Franz and I’m genuinely emotional about a lot parts but mostly about how Alex told Bob in the beginning that as long as you can pluck a few notes on an instrument, you’re a musician.

I started learning to play the guitar when I was 20, but I only learned a few basic chords, enough to play a few songs, before putting it down and only occasionally picking it up again. When I saw Franz live I not only fell in the love with the band, but I fell in love with music again and I picked up my guitar for the first time in 6 or 7 years. I’ve been practicing for at least an hour a day since, but the progress is very slow which is sometimes disheartening. I’ll watch clips of Alex or Dino or Nick playing live and think “I don’t know if I’ll ever get there”. Just hoping one day I can be good enough to consider myself a musician. But hearing Alex and Bob talk about that…knowing that Bob hadn’t played bass a day in his life before Franz formed but that Alex taught him some notes and said “okay, you’re a musician now and we’re gonna start a band” just. Moves me to tears. It gives me hope that it’s not too late. That me wanting to learn and making the commitment to practice and WANT to get better and make my own art someday makes me a musician. It means so much more to me than I think he could ever know.

[densitywell]

rewatching orym's moment with the locket over bor'dor's body again but for the purpose of taking a screenshot for a silly little gag

[sakkiichi]

There’s a solace that comes with knowing that ash blond with the unusual red apple streak in it. He knows it too; he seeks it just as much as you do whenever your fingers intertwine or your lips meet in a chaste kiss. It’s a craving, a longing for someone who gives you the calm you’ve always desired after a storm.

Kazuha proves himself a man of many words, parchments and leatherbound tomes of poetry scatter on almost every surface of your shared home - you’re inquisitive, always picking something up to read when a new scroll appears that you don’t recognise. He’s fluid with his words, they almost feel as though they touch you, suffocate you even. His poetry clasps at your heart even when it isn’t meant for you but honestly, when wasn’t it meant for you nowadays?

But amongst thousands of words Kazuha uses to express his emotions, particularly to you, there’s the treasured gifts he spoils you with whenever he can. From beautiful kimonos decorated in auburn leaves to match that of his own attire to glimmering lockets hanging on dainty chains that hold precious photos of the two of you inside - you don’t miss how Kazuha appears to have one hanging from his neck too. His bandaged hands will fiddle with it when he’s too awake for his own good or when the wanderer encounters a mountain in his journey that he isn’t too sure if he can climb - yet he knows he can if you’re at his side. His beloved, always there to hold his hand through the hardships of his life.

Kazuha presses his chest against your back, his lips dusting faint trails of kisses amongst your hair that makes a smile curl up on your lips as you stand before the mirror in the bathroom of your shared house. Kazuha grins at this motion, burying his nose in dark strands of hair for a moment - it’s home to him, four walls to return to at your side.

“I got you a gift,” he muses, not failing to miss how your eyes widen as he drops the information, “we stopped by Fontaine, I couldn’t resist.”

“You shouldn’t have,” you sigh, trying to pout but there’s an excitement to knowing that your whimsical boyfriend returned from his journey with another gift, “it better not be one of their dresses…”

Kazuha chuckles, his hands reaching up to brush your hair back. Ruby eyes fall to your bare collarbone and the exposed skin of your neck and he smiles, the warmth of his hands disappearing for mere moments before they return, bringing with them the chilling tingle of a cold metal chain sliding closer to your neck.

Your eyes fall to the glittering silver pendant around your neck before you raise your gaze to meet his in the mirror. You see the way his eyes twinkle as nimble fingers clasp the necklace shut and his hands fall to your waist, holding your hips. He admires the way the pendant sits on your neck, glittering like stars in the orange glow of the oil lamp next to the sink.

The man leans down, pressing slightly chapped lips against the soft skin of your cheek as his thumbs rub motions into your hips, his hands tight as if you’d disappear if he loosened his grip for even a moment - he couldn’t lose you, no.

“I love you.” He murmurs, hot breath fanning on your cheek when he doesn’t pull away before he speaks. A grin widens on your face as you reach a hand up, threading into white hair as you watch the scene in the mirror before you.

“I love you too.” You reply in a hushed voice, treasuring the serene moments like this that you’re granted when your boyfriend comes home from sea. When he’s tired of ships rocking in unruly storms or rations of dry food he wishes tasted better.

Kazuha knows that he’ll always come home to these moments, to these sights when you stand before him in the bathroom wearing simple nightwear, having just been getting ready for bed when he’d interrupted your routine. For a while, he wonders how lucky he must be to have you. To have four walls of a home locked to a person, whose embraces feel like the warmth of a fireplace and whose laughs could warm you up better than any cooked stew.

He considers what he’d do without you and for a brief few seconds, his brows knit together when he tucks his head into your neck, his lips finding the dainty chain decorating your neck.

He couldn’t lose you, no.

- 🍡

NONNIE NONNIE I LOVE YOU AND I LOVE THIS AND I LOVE KAZUHA W MY WHOLE HEART OMG OMG OMG OMG THANK YOU A THOUSAND FOR THIS HFHFHDJSJDBDJSJJS AAAAAAAA I WAS READING THIS W THE BIGGEST SMILE ON MY FACE GOSH YOU ARE AN ANGEL AAAAAAAAAAAAA CRYING SOBBING SQUEALING HFHFJDJCJDJSJDJFHDJJS WHEN HE WHEN HIM HE HIM WHEN HE OMFGGGGG NONNIEEEEE

aaaa sorry for all the caps but gosh i adore this sm 😭 his poetry and moments of sweet intimacy like this ueueueueue me happi now i shall cry and hold this fic to my heart. I LOVE YOU SM WHOEVER YOU ARE WHEREVER YOU ARE AAAAAAAA

[zevrans]

i finally finished bg3 2 nights ago ya'll 😭🥺

[teddybeartoji]

UGH YOU WROTE SMTH FOR THE TIGER SUKUNA X KITTY READER THING U MENTIONED YESTERDAY ISTG I LOVED IT SM I WANTED TO SEE MORE IT'S LIKE U READ MY MIND ILYSM 😭😭 i lovvveeeeee the link u put at the end as well

also! i wasn't into hybrid stuff before but safe to say i am now... tiger sukuna and snow leopard gojo live in my mind good lord

i need smth for suguru... i could see him as a panther idkkkkkk all i remember is a fic or a draft i don't remember the author but i'm pretty sure u rb it where it was him owning pets - satoru and reader - and they had those magnetic collars which would make noise if they got needy and made out without him

ALSO I ONLY FULLY READ UR INTRO NOW?? combined with your recent rb,,,,, with calling toji dad instead of daddy... omg... AND THE PERV SATORU?? I STILL DONT KNOW HOW I FEEL ABT CUM BEING ON FOOD AND EVTH BUT. I TOOK IT WELL??? would need to elaborate maybe 👀👀

okay for the daddy thingy i had already knew cuz of my taste in men and some twt posts with those kind of concepts but... i have to say i really like the space you created, like it's safe to express abt anything and i like it a lot cuz it allows for some self-discoveries?? LMAO

also it's funny to see i'm not the only one in which you awaken some things and i'm glad your writing is incredible cuz i'm not sure i would've been fully convinced otherwise, so it would've taken more time to fully enjoy myself like i'm doing now

anyways i hope you're doing well and please remember to take care of yourself!

~ ☀️

HIIII SUNNNYYYY!!!! HEHEHEHEHEE YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW HAPPY IT MAKES ME WHEN PPL SAY THAT I HAVE GOTTEN THEM INTO THINGS THEY WEREN'T INTO BEFOREEE🤭🤭🤭🤭🤭 HYBRIDS ARE SOOSO FUNN!!!!!! aaand that makeout post was in fact mine and lunar's hehehe:3333333

AAAAAAANNNDDDD AAAAAAHHHHH🥺🥺🥺🥺 GENUINELLYYYY MAKES ME SO FUCKING HAPPY THAT YOU AND OTHERS FEEL LIKE LOSERVILLE IS A SAFE SPACE FOR YOU BECAUSEE IT FUCKING ISSS!!!!! WAAHHH UR GONNA MAKE ME VERY A LITTLEEE🥺🥺 THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOUUUU!!!!!!!!!

eehehehhee i'm definitely gonna be writing more for perv characters so we'll see what other disgusting things i can conjure up>:33333 bc like.. i'm not thasst into cum being on food either actually lmao that just Came to me so i had to write abt it!!!!! i'm still learning things abt myself too hehhee oooohohohh and the dad thing🤭🤭🤭 we'll see maybe i'll write smth for that too one day!!!!

BUT AGAINNN THANK YOU SUNNYY!!! YOUR SUPPORT AND YOUR KIND WORDS MEAN SOOSO FUCKING MUCH TO MEE!!!! i really needed thatt🥺🥺🥺 I LOVE YOUUU!!! AND I HOPE UR TAKING CARE OF URSELF TOO!!!!! MMMMWAAAHHH!!!!

[da-proti-toku-grem]

💜💗💪🔊💬💭🏃🍫📺

💜: i want to make sure you’re happy

💗: i want to give you a hug!

💪: id fight someone if they talked shit about you

🔊: im really glad i started following you!

💬: we should talk more!

💭: i think about you a lot

🏃‍♀: please let’s run away

🍫: i want to feed you chocolates

📺: wanna watch a movie and cuddle

anon you're so sweet 😭😭😭💖 let's run away together pls! i'll buy y'all some chocolates and we can all cuddle together and watch joker out videos or smth ahxjsbaks (maybe we can binge watch the whole carpe diem + wttb series together idk :3)

ANONYMOUS PDA MEME

[cavinginhisfvce]

steve whenever billy comes over:

*note: i've used the soap and lotion, but not the spray, before and they make me sleepy (not enough for my insomnia lmao) and it smells so fucking gooood.