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pencildragons · 6 days
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still holding out the hope that elias turns up in tmagp i NEED gwen+elias toxic codependent cousins . you are thirty and your cousin is fifty and you live together and every friday evening you drink wine together in absolute silence and you are the only friend the other has in the world
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mokuba · 24 days
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ab was a success despite my limited inventory!! so grateful to everyone who came to the table and bought things from the two of us. i had another fun year cycling thru my three different NPC dialogue options (trimax knives, crisis core and sebek truthing) n seeing all my fwiends 💚💚💚
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freckleslikestars · 6 months
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When life hands you lemons... Make lemonade? No.
The Fall of the House of Usher
Murder in the Rue Morgue
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mothtowers · 3 months
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true love
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chubs-deuce · 2 months
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actually writing out the story I have in my head has been like pulling teeth but even though the writing progress is slow, the mental images don't stop coming lmfao
Alas I made more art woops
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lemonduckisnowawake · 6 months
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You know, it's a tragedy that there are no (or very little) Vampire x Christian stories out there, not for angst or theology or forbidden seductiveness or whatnot but for the sheer comedy of it all. I mean, the Christian would technically be immune to all of the vampire's shenanigans, like for example...
Vampire: Fool, I am the most powerful vampire in the West. Nothing but the force of an entire holy temple could even deign to scratch me Christian: Idiot, I AM a holy temple. 1 Corinthians 6:19, fear me and the Spirit inside that can burn you to ashes
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mapsontheweb · 2 months
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The word 'lemon' in European languages.
by Ave-Nar
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ovaova · 9 months
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TW: Blood, suicide, cheating, etc
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“I told her…I told her that, I was pregnant….”
That’s when Bakugo froze.
His relaxed position against his desk became strict as his face started to morf into disbelieving shock.
“You what…” He hissed, looking at his assistant, Uraraka, as if she had grown two extra heads.
Uraraka stood there twiddling with her thumbs
“I told her that I was pregnant…and that it’s yours, I’m sorry-“
“No no no-“ He interrupted, pinching the bridge of his nose.
“You didn’t do that, you couldn’t have-”
Katsuki started to pace back and fourth as the panic started to creep in, causing Uraraka to start to buckle.
“I couldn’t hold it in anymore, okay!? Do you know how much guilt I’ve had since that night? Since I told you I was even pregnant? I can’t even look (y/n) in the eye! I can’t even talk to her like I used-“
“YOU DON’T THINK I FEEL GUILTY TOO? HUH? That’s my fuckin wife! Do you know how much I love her?? Let’s not forget, that all this was a goddamn mistake, all it took was one too many at a shitty award party..and now look at where the fuck I am-“ Katsuki groaned, his sentence being muffled at the end by him stuffing his face in his hands.
“Katsuki..”
“NO- do NOT call me that. DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU’VE DONE TO ME?? I should’ve listened to my first fuckin thought when it told me to tell you to get a goddamn abortion. But no, you just had to be so smitten by this mistake that I let you keep it...”
“SHUT UP- it’s not just my fault okay?! And it’s definitely not this baby’s fault that we both messed up! Look I know you love (y/n) okay? That’s why I HAD to tell her, it’s unfair to her to be living a lie when her husband has a whole child!”
Katsuki didn’t even say anything, he just grabbed his coat and keys before storming out the office.
“Where are you going?!”
“I’m going home, from now on, don’t call me, don’t text me, don’t come near me. You’re ducking fired and I don’t want you near me OR (y/n) for the rest of your goddamn life- have the child or not but don’t come to me.”
And with that he left, slamming the door leaving Uraraka more then stunned and shocked. But what did she expect?
She had ruined something good…
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He was going way over the speed limit but he didn’t care, all he cared about was getting home to you
“The number you have dialed cannot be reached, please try again..” His car spoke to him, he had constantly been trying to call you.
His heart sunk but he couldn’t do anything but just press on
Eventually, after what felt like a millennium, he finally made it home.
He didn’t even try to park right, he just pulled up and ran for the front door.
After quickly unlocking it, he entered and immediately noticed that the whole house was off.
Non of your music was playing in the background, the smell of your delicious food didn’t greet his nose, not even the background sound of your favorite show played on the living room tv…
It was just silence…
He slowly tipped around the house in search for you
“Baby? Where are you? (Y/n)?”
It wasn’t until he made his way to the bathroom, where he finally got his answer
His body stilled in horror as he saw you in a bloody stained tub fully undressed as if you were just taking a bath.
Your wrist oozing and pouring out crimson red as your eyes remained shut
He immediately rushed to your side, engulfing your body into his as he held you dear, your blood immediately staining his work suit
Tears automatically swelled in his eyes and he started to rock you back and fourth with his left while his right hand shook as he dialed 119
“Hello, 119 what’s the emergency..”
He knew he sounded like mush trying to explain everything at once while also being in shock and sorrow but he couldn’t help it…it was over.
Katsuki was your husband…
YOU wanted kids…
YOU trusted him…
YOU were supposed to be the only one to touch him…
YOU loved him so much…
But if another had woman already took everything that was supposed to be yours…
What was the point of staying anyway…
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ickypuppi3 · 8 days
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💦☁️🛏️ harringrove please!
BUILD-A-BLURB ASK MEME
PAIRING: BILLY X STEVE
PROMPTS: 💦 sleeping together for the first time, ☁️ enemies to lovers, 🛏 only one bed
It’s a punishment of some sort. Steve’s sure of it.
Biblical level.
Penance or whatever. He stopped going to church when he was eleven. Steve wonders if that’s the reason Billy Hargrove is currently standing the other side of a bed that looks too narrow to properly classify as a double and glaring at it like it just offended his mother.
As if a guy like that has a mother.
“Fuck this.”
Billy’s pointing at the faded bedspread. And, yeah. Steve kind of has to agree. He kicks at the wooden frame himself and frowns.
Coach put them in the smallest room. Said the motel they were staying at overnight had overbooked and, well. Billy and Steve were the only pair. The only two, ‘cause Tommy H is currently laid up in bed back home with a fever. Dropped out last minute and Steve sort of hates him for it.
Sort of really hates him for it because Billy’s talking again. Voice too loud in the small room.
“This is the goddamn worst, you know that? Indiana fuckin’ sucks.”
Steve sighs. Flops down onto the bed, ancient springs creaking as the mattress bounces half heartedly.
“Feel free to leave at, like, any time.” He says around a yawn. Props himself up on his elbows and gives Billy a look. Smiles sweetly as he speaks. “In fact. I’ll pack your bags for you. Deal?”
“Shut the hell up, Harrington.”
Steve lets himself fall back again. He rubs a hand over his face and realises how beat he is from the journey. “You first, dickhead.”
“Jerkoff.”
“…Bitch.”
Billy spins around. Stupid pointy earring swinging with the movement. He glares at Steve. “Better not start feeling me up in the night.”
“Can you shut the fuck up? Like, is that possible? Do you have an off button? Or are you always set to asshole?”
Billy doesn’t reply. Just grabs his bag and heads for the bathroom. Shuts the door with a bang that has the light fittings rattling.
Steve’s eyes droop as he hears the shower turn on.
He wakes to Billy standing over him. Dripping water and skin flushed from the heat. Steve groans and rubs his eyes. Bats at Billy and tells him to jus’ go’way.
Billy pinches his side. Hard. Steve yelps. Jumps up and shoves at Billy.
“What is your issue, man?”
“Your dumbass was taking up the whole bed.”
Steve shoves at Billy again. Cranky from the lack of sleep, irritable and wound up. And Billy’s got that stupid look on his face. Smirk tugging at his mouth and eyes mean.
Steve hates him.
“I hate you.”
Billy’s mouth twists. Turns down. Steve almost feels bad. Almost.
He’s not sure who swings first but he ends up back on the bed, nose bloody and making a mess of the little pink and yellow flowers beneath him. Billy’s breathing is ragged to match Steve’s as he sits, perched on top. A leg either side of Steve’s waist.
Steve’s still in his t shirt and sweatpants and Billy’s- in his briefs. Has been since he got out of the shower.
He’s also hard.
Steve is too.
And, like-
Fuck penance. This is the full on rapture.
Steve stares at Billy’s pendant and Mother Mary stares right back. Accusing. He drags his eyes up. Billy’s pupils are blown and Steve has to fight to see any blue and-
Steve puts a hand on Billy’s thigh. Tucks his index finger just under the hem and waits for Billy to make his move.
The next punch never comes.
Billy ends up under Steve, this time.
He’s making these low, punched out noises as Steve rolls his hips like he’s fucking Billy through three layers of fabric. He shoves a hand beneath Billy’s waistband. Wraps it around him and has to tamp down a noise of his own at the feeling.
Billy’s fingers are digging into his shoulders and Steve thinks they’re gonna leave a mark. Hopes they do, for some reason. He’s got his face buried in Billy’s neck, curls tickling as he mouths at the spot under Billy’s ear, tugs at that stupid fucking earring with his teeth.
Steve hates him.
Sort of doesn’t hate him, either, though.
Wants to see what other noises he can draw out of Billy Hargrove.
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cult-of-the-eye · 3 months
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What does a person have to do around here to get a jmart lemon boy fic?
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mokuba · 1 year
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so how bout that murder soccer anime huh
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purble-gaymer · 5 months
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i can’t stop thinking about the kirby trail mix
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retroosquared · 1 year
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what are u looking at motherfucker !!
[ID: Cartoon drawing of Tangerine and Lemon from Bullet Train. Tangerine is glaring wide-eyed at the viewer and holding a knife. Lemon is relaxed and smiling next to him. Next to each of them is a ‘name-card’ in the style of the movie, saying, “MAN WHO HAS NEVER RELAXED” with an arrow pointing towards Tangerine and “LEMON” with a heart and arrow pointing towards Lemon. Under the English text is Japanese text, saying みかん and レモン. End ID.]
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lemon-3ds · 1 year
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Hey sorry about your boyfriend. He got into an argument with his computer roommate about you and now they're trying to kill each other. He's- Yeah no the computer's winning. Sorry
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leosdooley · 2 years
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THIS IS MY BROTHER: LEMON & TANGERINE
part 1 // part 2 // part 3 // part 4
ann brashares, my name is memory // bullet train (2022) // maurice sendak // natalie diaz, a brother named gethsemane // dan pearce // over the garden wall, “hard times at the huskin’ bee” // erica e. goode // taylor jenkins reid, daisy jones & the six
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