#fuuuh

[e-e-s-h]

I worked a longer shift today and I am tiiiirrrredddddd.

[shinaartificial]

Everyone is like *DRAWING NEW STAR GUARDIAN SKINS*

Meanwhile. Shinaa still working on comic @v@ 

[radiatehate]

KaraMelCorp (I'll think of a better name later)

Mon-el woke with a start, gasping for air but it never filled his lungs. Sweat climbed to him like frost on a chilled glass, heart beating wildly in his chest. Images of his past still fresh in his vision. He looked around, they'd fallen asleep on the couch. The TV was playing infomercials about cooking ware. Other than that, it was dark. Lena and Kara were still asleep unbothered by his sudden actions and noises. There was a bunch of junk food on the coffee table which explained their sugar coma. Mon-el sighed and relaxed his muscles. It was just a bad dream. A horrible, terrifying, reoccurring nightmare. Ever since he'd learned the errors of his past self he'd been having nightmares that he regressed back to that royal, pain in the ass, Daxamite he once was. Only things were far worse than anything his past self could think of. He ruffled his hair and stood, turning off the television. He took SuperCorp in his arms, one at a time, and put them in bed. Really, it didn't matter whether he did or didn't. They would eventually seek him out and force him to cuddle with them until he couldn't think about the nightmares and fell back to sleep. When SuperCorp was settled in he sat on the ottoman, watching them sleep. They were so peaceful and that alone could make his troubles scarce. He smiled wistfully, the two beautiful, strong, intelligent women before him were truly the sun and moon to his earth. Kara groaned, "Mon-el, come back to bed…" "…it's cold," Lena mumbled. His smile brightened, though sleep still showed. He climbed in the bed between them. They snuggled up to him instantly, noses tickling his neck, sighing satisfyingly, wrapping their arms around him. They kissed his cheeks then were back to sleep. Nightmares somehow turned out to be a real treat for him because SuperCorp had a sixth sense for when he was emotionally hurt. They were here for him just as he'd be there for them. While he was still grasping earthly customs, love seemed to be the one that just clicked. （〜^∇^)〜（〜^∇^)〜（〜^∇^)〜 For you my dear @iamcuziam

[expectmyself]

Hope yall sexy motherfuckers stayin safe.

[shikkearu]

Note to self

Try not to work on five different projects and play video games at the same time, because you won’t finish anything that way.

[ccfl0wers]

I can't bend my arm because it's in so much pain, so i am working with only one.

[hopeisstillalive]

Yeaaaaah... Definitely how a throwout bearing SHOULDNT look like, haha 😅 #fml #throwoutbearing #rekt #subaru #wrx #2006 #hawkeyes #carproblems #fuuuh