#a lil somethin somethin

[june-again]

Sometimes, your favourite thing about the Eleventh Harbinger was his childlike attitude. His strange tendency for joy. His fascination with the world and zeal for battle. His juvenile front. On days like today, however, you hated him for it. You hated him for storming off after an argument, and you hated him for how you knew he’d never be the one to come back and apologize. It would be your job to be the bigger person, as always.

Or so you’d thought. Before you’d finished your own sulking, a knock came on your door. A tear-stained face clustered in windswept ginger hair exclaimed apology after apology to you. You thought you ought to recognize this man, but he was not the Childe you knew. This was the Childe who loved you. 

#a lil somethin somethin #favoniuslibrary #tartaglia x reader #childe angst #ajax fluff #genshin x reader #genshin impact x gn!reader #new theme slay!!!!!!

[oda1r]

* @gamehaunt  prompted: ❛ stay back, i have a demon inside of me. ❜

the    fall    into    MADNESS    was    one    that    he's    seen    before    .    .    .    the    former capitol    had    a    way    of    sinking    its    claws    into    it's prey    (    hollowing    them    out    &    leaving    NOTHING    but    a    shell    behind    ).   finnick    didn't    believe    it    to    be    the    end,    instead    could    see    the    fragments    of    the    man    that    he    had    met    months    prior    peeking    from    the    alleged    abyss.    lost    but    not    GONE,    a    haze    of    fog    filtering    over    in    a    way    that    he    was    familiar    with    (    annie    could    be    miles    away    while    standing    beside    him    ).    hands    raised    in    defense,    approaching    as    if    he    were    a    spooked    creature    in    the    woods,    voice    low    &    steady    ❛    that's    NOT    REAL.    ❜    had    found    years    ago    that    sometimes    it    was    as    simple    as    questioning    the    reality    they    were    left with    (    took    longer    to    pull    yourself    together    once    the    glass    had    shattered    ).    cautious    steps    taken forward,    not    in    regard    for    his    own    SAFETY    but    more    so    in    distress    over    the    blame    peeta    might    put    upon    himself    if    something    were    to    transpire            ❛    you're    SAFE here        .    .    .        ❜

#gamehaunt #* ━━━ ˹ we're only alive if we bruise so i lay down this armor. ˼ » 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞. * ˹ post canon. ˼ #since we talked about him coming to stay in d4 after mockingjay #a lil somethin somethin

[izukuszn]

“Hey,” Satoru breathes, nuzzling his face into your neck, soft white hair tickling your skin. 

“Hmm.” you hum, running your fingers through his soft locks, your other hand rubbing along his back, feeling the smooth material of his cotton shirt, lingering on the muscles you can feel under it. His arms tighten around you, pulling you even more into his lap so that your chests are as close as they could be, your bodies melded together. You feel his nose press into you and the rise and fall of his body as he releases a breath when you place a delicate kiss on his shoulder. 

“You know you’re beautiful, right?” 

“Satoru…” you do your half-awkward laugh, half-breathing out thing that you always do whenever someone compliments you, now burying your own face into his neck as heat crawls up your skin. 

“You are. You truly are,” he says, pulling away from you and holding you by your waist, looking straight into your eyes with that unwavering gaze that never fails to let you know he’s being genuine. You take him in as his silver eyelashes flutter against his cheekbones, framing his azure eyes that are intensely staring back at you. His glasses are always off around you. He claims that he wants to fully see you as best as he can. 

Awkwardly smiling, you hold eye contact for a few seconds before nervously glancing away from his eyes. At times like this you can’t help but wonder, how does he see you as that? As beautiful. Doesn’t he know that he’s the beautiful one? That he’s the one that makes you stop in place multiple times a day just to think, wow. It's hard to believe him sometimes, when he says things like this. He says it so freely too, with no hesitation, no reluctance, simply opening his heart for you to look inside and do whatever you want with it. It makes you grateful that he chose you, of all people. It makes you scared, because what will you do when it's over? When it doesn't last? 

“We all know you’re the beautiful one, Satoru,” you respond, looking over his shoulder. When you’re met with silence, you glance back at him only to see his eyebrows furrowed, a pout on his lips, and without thinking you smooth your thumb over his bottom lip, smiling softly when he only pouts even more like a petulant child. 

He cups your face with his large hand, frown softening but still there when your eyes flutter and you rub your cheek into him. “Why do you always do that? Why don’t you ever believe me?” 

You keep your eyes closed. “You know why, Satoru…” You bring your front to his again, burying your face in his neck and holding him close as if he might disappear from under your fingers. 

“I’m yours forever, you know? There’s no getting rid of me. No matter how hard you try. You’re stuck with me, baby.”

“So you’ve said.” You hate when you’re not able to respond with the same thing, hate the hurt he tries to mask but fails around you when you don’t tell him how you truly feel, but you know he knows. You just need to work up the nerve to let it out.

He lets you avoid, Satoru can never deny you. Instead, you breathe him in, inhaling the comforting smell of his cologne and detergent, and he rubs soft shapes into your back, deft fingers bringing you to the edges of sleep. It's like this for a few minutes, the soft sounds of your breaths the only thing you can hear on the couch, but then he speaks again. 

“I’ll make sure to keep telling you until you believe me.” 

You sigh, “Will you now?”

You feel the jerk of his head against your neck as he nods, determined, and you smile to yourself. You can’t ever let him go. 

“I will, every single day.” You don’t mention that he already does. “You’re so incredibly beautiful, love. It kills me. I love it.”

You laugh, and he pulls away again to see the action, eyes crinkling with his own smile, dimples forming in his cheeks as his eyes sweep over your face.  

“Alright, Sa- Oh!” You’re cut off when he lifts you up with one arm, wrapping your legs around his waist and strolling over to the bedroom. “Satoru!” 

He winks at you, patting your ass. “I know a few other ways I can show you that I think you’re beautiful.” 

#*rubs hands together* heres a lil somethin' i wrote #self insert for real for real #- satoru #gojo x reader #gojo satoru x reader #satoru gojo x reader #gojo fluff #jjk x reader #- love. satoru #- drabbles

[aarghone]

He's just a gunky goopy lil guy

#qsmp #slimecicle #bobby qsmp #gegg #animation #lil animation before doomsday cause that conversation with bobby the other night GUTTED me guys #somethin anout slime having to so rapidly change the way he saw bobby (only a few seconds ago at that) and finally getting #some of that understanding and forgiveness he needs from someone who also knew tilin and blamed him for their death #and it coming from bobby #most violent kid on the server /aff #who he was talking about killing just a few seconds prior and who had the same outlook of blaming slime for tilins death as slime himself #REALLY gets to me #also bobby who's afraid of what might happen to him in the next few days #AAGHHHHHHHH #THEY BOTH LOVED TILINNNNN #(and both felt guilty) #my art #gif #(I think he was just trying to be a good uncle and messed up) #(I really hope you make it B) #(tell slime to feel free to go back to being himself) #(you're a good egg bobby) #<- looking at these line specifically #also the way charlie gets all quiet after he realizes bobby's talking about tilin #charlies conversations with leo and bobby as gegg both really got me #:(((((((

[clownsuu]

(Selective) Art block is really kickin my ask rn smhhhhh

So I must commit another violence to the goobiest goober-

#Doodles— #Also I do plan on somethin later that’s just a silly lil doodle for mob #Though u h #Part of it is getting crazy goofy (maybe even a lil silly) on alt- #G a h d a m - #Anyway #welcome home #welcome home howdy #welcome home wally #howdy pillar #wally darling

[laiiaaa]

trying to go to bed mad at Carmen but he’s just not having it LMFAO i just love him with a grumpy gf :(((

You’d like to blame him for it, just because he was short with you this morning. Stressed about a food critic coming to The Bear this weekend, he’s been on edge, losing sleep, and this morning was just one of those days it was getting to him: dodging your affection, hurrying out of bed, disjointed conversations he doesn’t try too hard to be a part of.

It’s not entirely his fault, and you know this, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less, to be put to the side for even a day to make room for that colder edge to him when he gets zoned in.

So you give yourself the liberty to be a little bit shitty, too, just for the night.

You don’t greet him like you usually do, with a deep kiss hello and your hands squeezing at his sore muscles, offering to massage the knots in his shoulders. Instead you sit on the couch reading your book and offer him a fleeting glance. He pauses at the difference, but carries on.

You wait until long after he’s showered to get up. He even pops back into the living room beforehand, shorts hanging low in his waist, to call for you:

“You comin’ to bed?”

“Soon,” you tell him, which could be true, but not definite.

“Okay,” he sighs, coming behind you with a hand on your shoulder and a kiss to the opposite cheek.

You don’t give in, though, and he heads off to the bedroom.

You do join him eventually—almost an hour later, when you’re so tired that it’ll make you even more of a pain to deal with. He’s in the middle of fighting off sleep, trying to stay awake to make sure you come to bed with him, but as much as that makes your chest yearn for him, you plop down in bed a foot away and turn your back to him.

Behind you now, he shuffles to sit up. “Hey,” he tries, a soothing hand on your shoulder, “You alright, baby?”

No response.

Scooting a little closer to lean over and see your face, he brushes hair out of the way to press a kiss to your temple. “C’mon, talk t’me.”

But you turn away from his touch, and he scoffs.

“What, you mad at me now?” He watches you expectantly. “Not even gonna tell me what I did?”

“You didn’t do anything, Carmen,” you mumble, face muffled into your blanket.

“Wh—baby, don’t be like that right now—”

“Be like what?” you snap, sitting up and turning to look at him. “I’m sorry that my needs don’t align with your work schedule. Just let me know when it’d be best to reach you next time.” And with that, you drop back into bed, moving just a little further away from him.

He nearly laughs, then, real subtle with a hand rubbing his eyes and forehead because he knows you, he knows how you get when you miss him. He turns back onto his side with a groan and reaches his hand upon your waist, smoothing beneath the fabric of your shirt.

“Don’t touch me,” you spit, but you don’t dare move his hand away: it feels so much better this way, getting the touch he didn’t give you this morning.

“You’re bein’ mean today. You all cranky ‘cause you miss me, ‘s that it?”

You don’t answer.

“C’mon,” he urges you, shuffling closer so that his arm wraps fully around your waist and his face can bury into your neck with a kiss to your smooth skin. “‘M sorry for bein’ shitty this morning.” Instinctively, he draws a hand up your tummy, right beneath your breasts. “Missed you all day, y’know that?”

“Just leave me alone, Carm, I’m serious.”

“‘M really sorry about this morning, baby.” Pressing kisses to your neck, he takes a deep breath to sink into you. “After that guy comes, it’ll be over with, and I’ll take a couple days off, alright?”

“I don’t care, do what you want.”

He sighs, deep and gravelly and frustrated with your antics—but more so frustrated with himself. He has been shitty this week, he knows it, and he knows you especially don’t deserve it. “C’mon, hon, you’re killin’ me here, at least—at least gimme a kiss goodnight, huh?”

But you don’t. Because of course you don’t, he’s on you’re fuckin’ nerves with his distance lately—but this, his rough hands against your skin, his pleading, his groveling like he can’t imagine a world without you…it helps.

A little.

Not quite enough to cave or give in, though.

He seems to lose a bit of strength against you, laying into the mattress on his back again with a sigh and an arm resting over his eyes. The room stills, the fan whirrs, yet the tension between you is thick enough yet to slice through it with his chef’s knife.

That is, until his arms wrap around you again, and his hands grip your waist tight, and he lets out a grunt of a Can’t believe you’re makin’ me do this, and he wrangles you on top of him, leaving you chest to chest, with your face nuzzled into the crook of his neck and his hand rubbing soothing patterns up and down your back while the other holds you steady, worried you’ll slither away again.

Like he knew it would, the tension in your body dissolves. And maybe that’s what you wanted anyway, but you’d never tell him that—at least, not until tomorrow morning.

The room stills again. The hand smoothing along your back sneaks beneath your shirt, and you melt that much quicker. It’s hypnotic, his rough palms against your soft skin, scratches an itch you didn’t know was there until he wasn’t. He smells crisply clean and of the body wash he buys because you like the scent, a little musky with aldehydes and vetiver and sandalwood.

“This better, baby?” he murmurs, lending a careful kiss to your head.

But you only bury yourself further into him and answer with “Mm.”

He chuckles a bit, squeezes you tighter to make your heart throb. “Thought you’d say somethin’ like that.” Punctuates it with more kisses where he can reach, because now that he’s got you tethered to him again, he doesn’t think he could let you go.

The two of you stay where you are, then, just soaking in the other’s presence with wordless appreciation exchanged, growing heavier with sleep as heartbeats sync and eyelids slip closed. And by morning, legs will be intertwined, and Carmen will pull you from a groggy daze with a kiss to your lips, and you’ll be a little less bitter when he heads off to work.

(He knows it’ll simmer till he comes home, but if he gets to sleep with your weight and your warmth again, he’s sure it’ll be alright.)

#not the happiest w this but wanted to give y’all a lil somethin bc of my hiatus #carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #carmy the bear #jeremy allen white #carmen berzatto x reader #carmy berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto fluff #carmy berzatto fluff #the bear #the bear fx #the bear hulu

[adriancatrin]

soulmark au sketches. the idea of sokka in proven ‘soulmates are real’ universes consistently intrigues me—how would that impact his skepticism/interpretation of fate/destiny/free will? personally i think he’d be very angry for a very long time and probably not even understand why

#my art #it’s just a ‘important moments in your soulmates life show up on u through kinda vague occasionally metaphorical marks #fuck i love soulmate aus lol #the clothes lean a lil fire nation/earth kingdomy i think but i was just riding the high of drawing #knowing if i stopped to do research i might just. stop entirely #so i just winged it #wung it. u could even say #anyways #sokka #avatar the last airbender #zukka #soulmate au #i imagine that in this au sokka zuko and probably aang all get matching ‘avatar beam of light!’ soulmarks #just giant white-blue beams all the way up their arm or leg or torso or somethin #cuz like. life changing moment for each of them lol #katara would get like. her own eyes or something representing her eye color for the moment aang wakes up and sees her #lol just saw i forgot to color his mouth in the first sketch lol

[chipper-smol]

love it when au versions of ocs grow into completely new ocs

oc mitosis

Octosis

#myart #myocs #Mes #Messenger #sci fi #solar glider #finally drew somethin! Thas not a cute lil animal doodle! #\o/ !!

[toxictoxicities]

I've wanted to draw Pebbles and his fat ass cat for a while now~! I love a big Arti, hopefully I can make up the references of the scugs in Emergence, one day~

#rain world #rw #artificer #Five Pebbles #Emergence #rain world au #ToxArt #emergence Pebbles #emergence arti #iterator #scug #silly lil somethin

[chickenoptyrx]

...this is dumb. That background was legit just a last min attempt to fill in empty space and this whole thing is just.. look im watchin ocean dub rn.

Its from this bit when hes about to kill gohan :T

#rare attempt at drawin nappa #even rarer vegeta appearance in this dumb lil AU #maybe ill do somethin more coherent with this later on #uncle raditz #saiyan squad gohan #....i just love this deeply stupid show ok #..so much that i draw exclusively shit that never happened in it 🙃

[gauntletqueen]

#cat #voice acting #dang lil buddy do you need somethin?? Can we help?

[puppetmaster13u]

I am rotatin @phoenixcatch7 Possessed Doll Au. And just had a realization.

Gotham would start having little mini dolls of the bats, wouldn't they. Like they would have Batclan merch and little good luck items. And that would definitely include people's best attempts at recreating each of the batfam.

Like can you just imagine Bruce, in his puppet body, getting approached by small child who excitedly shows him the tiny matching plush. To the rest of the league's bemusement because they find Batman very unsettling lmao.

#possessed doll au #batman au #batman #dc #dcu #cryptid batman #cryptid batfam #I bet each of the batkids get lil matching dolls for themselves too #And get Bruce his own batplush #Probably for fathers day or his birthday lol #I bet those plushes look horrifying to people not from Gotham #Everyone whose been like a generation or 2 in Gotham finds them adorable #The weird energy gets to them #Like Gotham canonically has lead everywhere yet no one is getting sick from it so Gothamites are just somethin different really

[starrcrossrose]

OKAY WELL SINCE EVERYONE IS POSTING THEIRS (/lh)

Have a silly turtle cowboy in a dust storm! I made this a while back for a friend’s bday and I still like how it came out 🤠

#rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise Leo #cowboy Leo #I am a horse girl #I was always gonna end up here #also WHERE ARE ALL OF YOU COMING FROM?! #I mean that with so much love in my heart #seeing all these Leo Cowboys is making my heart flutter somethin fierce #(you like my lil country twang there?) #anyway HIM #Starrs Art

[clownsuu]

How often does Mob Home interact with other members (aside from Wally ofc)? Like what would encourage him to show up???

Home is a mysterious individual is what I can say HDHHDJS, not a demon but can be considered a god- comes to those who seek him when they need him the most. Very VERY rarely (if at all) is he seen leaving his dimension to be in the muppet one. You are far more likely to be dragged down/summoned by one of his many merciful hands, specially/specifically on the brink of death. Ya wont remember him though, but the more you visit him the more paranoid ya get (like somebody is watching you- maybe he’s making sure you are alright and safe, who knows)

also take some doodles cause art block bad JDHDHD

A one man party smhh

#Also o o f #Still haven’t been feelin well #Turns out I might have somethin bigger which may lasts for months #P a. I n #I’ll be taking it easy for the next coupla days to possible weeks #I’ll still post #Just a lil less cause brain is hella fried too NDBDH #Welcome home #welcome home mob au #welcome home eddie #welcome home howdy #welcome home wally #welcome home frank #welcome home barnaby #welcome home home #welcome home sally #welcome home julie #welcome home poppy #howdy pillar #wally darling #frank frankly #eddie dear #sally starlet #julie joyful #poppy partridge #barnaby b beagle

[spacedlexi]

a tribute to the bestest boy in the whole world

goodbye mob 💕 and thank you

#mob psycho 100 #mp100 #shigeo kageyama #doodles #HAD to draw somethin for this lil guy...my son my boy #im late i forgot to post this OOPS

[paper-cities]

@moth-time tysm for lining him!!

#chilchuck tims #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #baby baby boy… i want him as a sticker or smth #its a lil sloppy but uhm. i tried somethin more dramatic and i think thats what counts #moth did so well. my first collab in AGES I'm hyped