Pancake :3

Lazy artist heh.. Enfp 2w3 Mostly post on Pinterest: https://pin.it/7DbaXDDx0/ @silly_pan

[attheendhello]

you heard it. reblog if u support yuri

[envihn]

Never escape🎶

[doublewashere]

another Rockstar/Rockband AU sketch. translation:

*goofing at the jam session*

*won the biggest jackpot of his life*

[infizero-draws]

finally channeled the weeks-long hyperfixation into some actual art. take my ponies + an initial super quick doodle i did :)

[pan--cakee]

Ah yes,my favourite type of characters, ginger

[omo321]

chilling on his lap

[nprdsh]

If I had a nickel every time a tired dude with bleached hair who fights evil spirits for a living despite having no sixth sense teams up with a psychic kid i'd have two nickels

[oliveden]

screaming crying throwing up

[princedrewwrites]

she’s smiling…

[iouchickens]

“Because I can’t produce magic I have to sacrifice a part of myself each time”

Without text and Og

[yoshikaru-reblog-factory]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/68755991/chapters/178075196

This is genuinely one of the best fanfics I've ever read. Great character breakdowns of Yoshiki and 'Hikaru', how much they hurt each other, how much they hate themselves, how much they love each other. Made me cry a couple times. It's a bit dark, but it's also cathartic in a way.

[zipsunz]

ah-chan and yuu-chan 🐶🐰

[virtual-angelll]

The way he looks like the male lead in a romance movie here... astonishingly handsome with the rain falling on him, his bright smile, and prioritizing the well-being of his beloved above all else.

Hello Mr. Darcy

I get you Yoshiki. I would also kneel down just to keep him close to me 💫

[httpsnfwmbaby]

hikaru wearing the same jacket hikaru wore when he went to the mountains. the same jacket in which yoshiki found hikaru’s already stone-cold body. and yoshiki instantly thinking back on that moment. the rain, falling against hikaru’s jacket in a rhythm that reminds him that hikaru’s heart no longer had a heartbeat. the coldness of hikaru’s body from that night threatening to reach him once more. it’s just a jacket. and it’s just rain. but it brings back so much. and hikaru realises it all. the way yoshiki’s head falls. the way his expression changes. so he takes it off. and in the moment when yoshiki realises, he steps into the rain to join him. because it doesn’t matter if the rain is soaking through his bones as long as it's hikaru who's by his side. the only one who sees him. all his hurt, all his grief, all his desire, all the blood he once tried to spill. hikaru’s blood. and despite it all, he stays. and they stand under the rain together. with nothing to cover them. exposed. because only they can see and fully understand each other.

[imjulia-andilikecats]

Sentient Weighted Blanket 🛏💤 VS Very Angry Emo Kid👦🎮

Who would win?

"Hikaru" with his "Trust me bro, you're gonna sleep REAL good"

Yoshiki "YOU IDIOT SANDWICH" Tsujinaka

Voting ended onFeb 1

Note: Both images are bonus illustrations from Mokumokuren, author of *The Summer Hikaru Died*.

[reescookies]

I’ve had enough of queer bait, these bitches so gay I don’t even care it’s CANNON now. Not every relationship has to be said out loud sometimes it’s just that obvious and if the creator is purposely making queer bait WELL THATS TOO DAMN BAD SHOULD HAVE BAITED PROPERLY INSTEAD OF MAKING A LAYERED UNSAID QUEER RELATIONSHIP. If it’s just cannon to me it’s not queer bait. I control how I read it and the author can only do so much to disagree.

[yoshikaru-reblog-factory]

tbh I think a big part of the reason why I like The Summer Hikaru Died so much is because it's about indulging in a fantasy of queer love with someone who doesn't feel any shame about it, doesn't even know you're supposed to, who's just open and honest about the affection they feel for you without couching it in qualifying statements and clarifications to dull the blow of saying something they're afraid you'll think is disgusting. It's a sort of queer love story about being loved by someone who doesn't know you're supposed to hide it, who doesn't know you're supposed to be afraid to speak about it. Someone who makes you feel like maybe you're not disgusting either.