#kinda silly

[roseylikestoyap]

NEW TAG GAME IDEA (that I think is an original idea idk):

Give the prev a headcanon you think fits them based on their blog and then tag moots of your own and keep the game going!!

Tags: @spiderwafflezz, @nyancvt, @alw4ysc0ld, @br0wni3xx, @ohhelpohgodtheyfoundme, @cannibalmushrooms, @sick-plague-doctor + anyone else who wants to join!!

[imsosotiredd]

vegetable man, where are you?

[cvntyvampire]

I'm going to just rent so don't mind me

I feel like I'm just so obsessed with this guy that last night I think it was like 4-5 am I was so sleepy that I only remember wat happened vividly I basically wrote a fanfic on google doc's of kith celebrating he's birthday bc I felts so sad that he doesn't mention or care about he's birthday,so when I woke up this morning forgot about the half written fic until like it was 3pm? It was so bad I suck at writing plus eng not my mother tongue

So to not feel bad and give Keith wat he deserves I spent the whole day drawing him even on paper wish is to me it's been soooo looong like literally a year since I draw on real life pencil and paper , anyway I'm just babbling what do you guys think Keith's favorite flavor of cake ik tenten loves chocolate so that's why it was chocolate and caramel cake I thought it will suit them

Tenten is chocolate and caramel is Keith

[sporkcatfish]

Fanart of @madamadamiu Lost light cat shelter au!!

I love whirl so much and his design for this au reminded me of that book “Don’t let the Pigeon drive the bus” so I had to draw it lol

Also I’m kinda crap at using technology so I couldn’t get my photos on my iPad to go on my phone -oops

[thirsty-shaman]

[nitetrait]

Above all, it seems as if they had a good day. And with all the hard times yet to come, may they look on these memories with fondness...

Fin.

N&D Summer Special (4/4)

[dailyhypnochromia]

I made a joke about Easterman not showering but I gen dont think he showers. Maybe I’m a little biased because of Hypnochromia but I don’t think he showered again after Clyde’s death so I just think he smells slightly like death, maybe he wears like body spray or cologne but I can’t imagine he showers with his sanity and paranoia.

[ilovesoapandnotthebar]

🌊It Stings🌊

Just a little story for all my König fans(mostly for me buttt)

SoftKönig x Even softer reader(afab)

Cw- feelings of hurt( for like two whole ass min-), lots of fluff, and a happy ass ending.

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The day began with a dare.

"You will hate it," König warned, eyes squinting under the brim of his oversized hat as he stared out at the open beach. "Too loud. Too… sunny."

You grinned and tugged at his wrist. “I like a challenge. Come on, soldier—live a little.”

The beach was warm, the kind of warmth that softened every muscle and made the world feel far away. König had peeled out of his hoodie reluctantly, revealing sun-kissed scars and surprisingly shy smiles that came with every touch of breeze against bare skin.

His accent snuck out in fragments—“Schatzi, I am melting” when the heat got to him, or a muttered “Scheiße” when the umbrella refused to stay up straight. You loved it more every time.

Later, while he was waist-deep in waves, everything changed.

He flinched. Hard. “Ah—verdammt! Something—bit me?”

You rushed toward him, concerned. The sting across his thigh was angry and

“Jellyfish,” you said, already pulling him out of the surf. “Classic beach betrayal.”

He groaned dramatically, letting you guide him to the blanket. “I knew it. Nature hates me.”

You knelt beside him, pouring vinegar across the wound( i know they are the beach just go with it, i wanted to make a joke about pee...) , your fingers careful but lingering. König winced, then grinned through the pain. “If this is how you touch me when I’m injured… maybe I suffer more often.”

“Don’t tempt fate,” you murmured, but your voice was softer now—heat curling low in your belly as your fingers brushed along the edge of his swim shorts, your eyes meeting his.

His smirk shifted into something slower, darker. “Then maybe you owe me a reward… for bravery.”

You leaned in, lips brushing his jaw. “What kind of reward?”

He chuckled, voice low and accented. “The kind that does not require bandages. Just… you.”

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You barely made it through the drive back to the beach cabin without laughing at König’s dramatic recounting of The Jellyfish Incident. He had it down to a saga already—“I was ambushed,” he insisted, “by ocean slimes,” while you rolled your eyes and kept the vinegar bottle within reach like it was a holy relic.

The sun had dipped low now, casting peach-toned shadows across the room as you helped him inside. He moved slowly, milking the injury for all it was worth—his accent thickening just a little when he groaned, “Mein Bein... I may not survive the night.”

“You were barely touched.”

“Touched by betrayal.”

You guided him to the couch, setting him down with exaggerated care, and he watched you—really watched you. His eyes followed the curve of your body as you bent to untie his sandals, lips parting slightly when your fingers brushed his shin, high near the welt.

“You fuss over me like… like you love me,” he teased softly, a faint edge beneath the playfulness.

“You wish,” you murmured, though your tone gave you away.

Then he caught your wrist, pulled gently, guiding you between his legs. His accent wrapped around the words like velvet. “I do wish.”

Your breath caught, but you didn’t pull away. His fingers slid slowly beneath your shirt, warm palms splayed against skin, learning you like terrain he had permission to wander.

The sting forgotten, he leaned forward to kiss you—this time with reverence, then hunger. His lips moved with the quiet urgency of a man who’d nearly lost his chance to touch sunlight. You let him explore, the cabin shrinking down to breath and skin and the quiet rhythm of waves outside.

"Stay," he whispered against your neck, voice low and weighted with something beyond heat. "Just... stay with me."

You did.

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(Early morning, drabble, wanted to add to this >:3)

The cabin was wrapped in sea breeze and the hush of early light. König stirred beside you, his arm slung across your stomach, breath warm at your shoulder. He was half-awake, half-stubbornly clinging to sleep—only giving you a groggy mumble that sounded like, “Too early… zu schön hier…”

You smiled and gently slipped from under his weight, pulling on the nearest shirt—his, of course—and padding into the little kitchen. You tried to beat him to breakfast. You really did.

But ten minutes in, the floor creaked behind you and there he was: hair tousled, wrapped in a blanket like a mythic beast freshly rolled out of bed, bare chest on full display. Still walking with a dramatic limp.

“Ah,” he sighed, when he saw the eggs. “You are angel.”

“Because I’m cooking?” you teased.

“Because you are wearing my shirt and making soft food for my wounded flesh.”

You rolled your eyes, but your heart warmed at the way he leaned against the counter, watching you with that sleepy admiration only he could pull off. He reached for your wrist, tugged lightly until you turned toward him.

“Thank you,” he murmured, serious now. “For yesterday. For here. For… you.”

You pressed your forehead to his, letting the quiet stretch between you. “Always.”

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Man you made it, as always thank you for reading, and i hope your day has been wonderful, and if not i hope it gets better love. <3

Have a nice day/night!

( Yes, i did have to look up German, yes it was hard T-T)