#i love this sm
@nartothelar I love ur au so much djgbjdhfbgjhdbfgjh it’s been a long time since I tried using after effects like this so it’s a bit rough around the edges but!! I hope y'all enjoy ;v;
Can you guess when the switch happens? :3c
She’s doing her best.
iwillincendiotheheartoutofyou:
i swear to god if one more stupid fandom ruins a beautiful text post i am calling the police
I am obligated to reblog this again, because it is now Superwholock, and therefore perfection.
people need to remember that every tumblr post in 2012 was like this
from the wip: kaname/takuma, fwb. huh, so im really writing this…
Takuma knows him, well, maybe knows isn’t the right word. He doesn’t think that he really knows Kaname, or if there is a person who does. He and Kaname had been acquainted for quite some time and — you pick things on a person when you spend time together like that with someone and Takuma can see how much this affects Kaname. The turmoil on his face. It really was a close call. If Takuma hadn’t be been there, well —
Yuuki probably would have been forcibly awoken, by now.
Takuma watches Kaname for quite a while from the window, complementing before he makes a decision. He walks over and places his hand on Kaname’s shoulder. “I can draw your attention away.” He says. Kaname lifts his head to him and Takuma lets his action speak for themselves. He cups Kaname’s jaw intimately, and traces the sharp line of it, deliberate-slow. It’s rather obvious what he is suggesting.
“I could make you forget it all.” Takuma says, voice low with intent, as he keeps his eyes locked with Kaname’s. “You don’t have to think of her when you’re with me.”
percival and lancelot!!!!
It is finished.
AFTER M O N T H S , IT IS DONE
Pedro Pascal as the tarot card, The Moon
i wnna do this hi :) lol
gojo! (reblogs and shares are greatly appreciated <3)
“All the other events she’d attended hadn’t been this boring, but maybe it was because one specific person wasn’t there…”
pairing: M!Robin Flores x MC (Gina Phillips) | words:1.1k
notes: I started this a bit after the chapter came out but only got around to finishing it today. Enjoy!
lame.fluff, mutual pining
aboard the train: yoshida x gn!reader
warnings: …teasing? that’s it
author’s note: sloane gave me the idea to write this because of her stupid ass msg saying yoshida wld be That type of guy . /lh
synopsis: yoshida hirofumi is the most annoying person you know, and coincidentally, your crush.
remains.hurt & comfort
aboard the train: denjix gn!reader
warnings: mentions of killing, suicidal ideation and swearing, grief, depression, fear of abandonment, and talks of marriage. not proofread sorry for typos or mistakes/grammatical errors lol
author’s note: i miss chainsaw man!!!
synopsis: the aftermaths of denji’s time as a public safety devil hunter, and the pain that comes with.
— bleed
corrupted!hyunsu x gn!reader | 3.8k words
genre: exes reunited in the weirdest circumstances ever
warnings: swearing, blood, fake blood in the gif, canon-divergence, killing, mentions of hallucinations, suicidal ideation, death, bullying and self-harm scars. when i say “corrupted hyunsu” i mean uimyeong got what he wanted basically lol
synopsis: there’s a lot of blood on your face. and apparently, according to a boy you’ve never met before in your life, it must mean you’re above everyone else.
author’s note: i love this gif so MUCH it’s so pretty He’s so pretty… and uimyeong in the back like hello there… love them
You didn’t get nosebleeds often. Actually, you couldn’t recall if you’d ever gotten a nosebleed at all, before.
So the sight of your own reflection in the mirror, blood flowing down the bottom half of your face in inhumane amounts was a bit terrifying, at first. Your hand had come up to stop the bleeding but it simply wouldn’t. It kept on flowing like it was some sort of unending bloodfall, and you honestly thought you were going to die.
And then it stopped. And you looked up. And everything was normal. You breathed heavily, eyes a bit wide as you stared at yourself. The red was painting your skin like a drop of watercolor flowing down a canvas. It was smudged, from your attempts at stopping it, and movie-like. You’d never seen this much blood at once in real life, before. You took a moment to calm down, swallowing thickly and taking a deep breath.
If they ever release a beidou in a suit skin