Yuki

I need a voucher for hearing treatment Music 24/7 I lost my old account so I made a new one Broken english 🇵🇱🇺🇲

[messhaa]

so far these are all the NG11 we have.

and this tea towel

[mobihearsall]

So yk how ppl say there's no such thing as an ugly New Gen 11?

Say hello to Karasu's choppleganger!!!!

He looks like one of those roblox avatars im actually crying 😭✌🏾

"Is my oc noticeable?" Lookin ass

He's like the John Persona 6 of Blue Lock I CANT

[deberhart]

To your eternity ୨˚̣̣̣͙୧‿

Synopsis :- in which karasu is deep down, drowned in his love for you.

A/n:- I like my men pathetic and yearning. 😛

Karasu appreciation post cus, why not??

୨୧ pairing: Tabito Karasu x reader

୨୧ genre: fluff

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who could always tell you apart even in a room full of people. He remembered your scent, your presence and everything you'd forget after telling him about it.

જ⁀➴Even when you guys were little he used to help you with math although he used to call you an idiot for not paying attention in class but his words never contained a hint of malice.

જ⁀➴As you both grew and matured, you were always his special person, he knew that , your parents knew that, his parents knew that everyone knew that except you. That explains why he almost ripped otoya's hair out when he tried to flirt with you.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu never told you he loved you but it was in the way how he looked at you the first after making a corny ahh jokes in hopes you'd flash him with one of your precious little smiles. The way he studied your every microexpressions like it was football match replay to make out how your day went or if you like the food he made for you.

જ⁀➴He never told you he loved you but his neck would always snap so fast whenever he heard your footsteps that you were afraid he'd snap it someday.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who thought your hands were made for him to hold, he never let them go whenever y'all went somewhere chucking it up to the fact that you'd probably get lost .

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who always loved you , he never said it but it was always there in the air around him that you refused to breathe. Like the clueless idiot you were.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who felt his soul leave his body when he found out that you and otoya were going out.

જ⁀➴He might've lived like a zombie his days blurring past him till the day you showed up at his doorstep crying and choking out that otoya cheated on you.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu swears he wasn't happy after hearing the news but he was his shoulders relaxed and his feet suddenly felt so light that he felt he could float said otherwise.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who can't decide if he hates or loves otoya cus he's the reason you're curled up in his his arms and clinging to him like he's your lifeline but he's also the one making you cry to the point your eyes resemble two narrow slits.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who swears he didn't do a little happy dance now that you were single. He wasted no time in properly confessing to you this time in fear that you might get swindled away by some another dick who doesn't know how to treat you like him.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu with whom you had to keep your relationship a secret due to some toxic fans and his pr team.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who finally couldn't keep your relationship a secret from the media after being shipped with some random plebian after the upteenth time and hard launched you on his insta with a caption saying " I pulled that ".

જ⁀➴Karasu's toxic fans who kept saying you're his bad luck since he kept loosing so many matches which should've been easier for him to win ever since y'all got into a relationship.His so called fans have no idea that in the end of the day he's not a machine he's a human too, he needs breaks and recovery time too . Which he never got with the constant matches, trainings, brand deals , photoshoots etc.

જ⁀➴They don't know about how much pressure he was in , to prove to the world that you're not his bad luck, you're the one who makes his worst days better by just being in them. You're his motivation to do better.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who was more pissed than you after you start getting death threats to leave him. He might've stalked handled those people in a way that they might not be able to type out a sentence disrespecting you.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who took a step back by pausing any unnecessary pr stunts and brand deals even though he was loosing money like waterfall──he let it all go , so that he could lock in and win, for you, for him, for the both of you.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu whose eyes searched for you in the whole stadium right after scoring the final goal to a major match so that black spot your name had as his bad luck could be removed.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who skipped all formalities and ran past the entire stadium even though he felt like his legs would fall off any moment . Just to stop and hold your gaze which felt like lasted a eternity. You both didn't speak a word since yalls eyes were doing all the talking.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who told the entire world that how much you meant to him and he doesn't care about his so called fans and they can unfollow him for all he cares ,if they can't treat you──the love of his life with basic respect.

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who always made sure you were loved , loved by him .

જ⁀➴Tabito Karasu who's forever starts with the first alphabet of your name.

⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶　 ⊹ ⊹　 ︶︶　 ୨୧　 ︶︶

now playing: (Legendary lovers)

volume: ▁▂▃▄▅▆▇ 100%

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© Deberhart don't copy, repost on other apps or feed my works to ai.

[deckitout]

narrowing down my soccer boys was so so so hard for this round

but favorite privilege isagi gets 2 💚

[shakswag]

Y/N x Tord (red leader)

Hai this is my first yumeship post....treat me nice cuz I just rlly love him🥺

Some doodle of first fanart of him

I'm still practicing on drawing him so don't worry guys, i will still keep drawing him until i got bored🤫

[velvettfog]

Welcome Home.

A semblance of home.

You found him first.

October 12th, 1994.

Nine Years.

Nine years since your beloved had gone missing. Nine.

You were in your early 30s now, and you'd never given up searching. You nagged the police department, the county sherrifs, the state troopers. Whoever it took to bring your husband boyfriend home.

You'd kept the ring. Never moved on, despite everyone else's pleas. Cries amany, and years of begging. Family gently trying to nudge you into new dating circles, new friend groups. Suggesting apartments closer to home. You never listened, though. You stayed in your dwelling, far out of state. You weren't sure where his body was, but at least his soul felt closer.

On the anniversary of his death. No, his murder. His rebirth. his disappearance, you walked the college campus you'd known only with him. Walked by where the memorial used to be, a fainted mural on brick walls the only semblance of his existence (besides the permenant pit you felt in your stomach). The paint was faded and chipping, leaving brick-red bruises under his eyes. You shuddered.

Nobody could understand your need to come back. Nobody could understand why you'd want to stay in the same place your lover was slaughtered he killed them first he wouldn't let them take him from you.

You reached the edge of campus.

Heavily wooded and dark. Once a place where the underclassmen partied, drank underage, and generally had the cops called on them. Now? It stood silent, with the whistling wind serving as the only party song.

You stood, silent. It's not like you could yell and he'd hear you. You were grieving, not stupid. Yet you stood, thinking. It was nice in a way. You could think all the thoughts you wanted to tell him, every detail of every day he missed. It usually made you feel better to think, yet today it worsened your mood. You really didn't want to think out loud, didn't want to look crazy. It was a tad late for that though. Walking in the same routine to hang out with your dead lover wasn't really normal behavior.

Slowly, you walked further into the forest, and began to ramble, a low whisper.

"Hi baby. I miss you. It's colder now, I remember you like the cold. It used to feel warm, now it doesn't."

You choked on a sob. You weren't going to go on. That was enough. Maybe somewhere far beyond he'd heard anyways. He always talked about how much he wanted to hear you talk, no matter if it was a lot or a little.

You turned to leave, to walk back to campus. You heard a rustle.

You whipped around, startled. You were frozen.

"...Hello?"

Nobody answered. Right.

You started to walk again. Yet again , you heard a sound. You stopped walking all together, and stood still. You turned around, and took all of three seconds to whip back around and start running.

Whatever had been making that sound was tall, and staring directly at you about a hundred feet off. You sprinted, and screamed, calling out for anyone who might hear. Campers, forest rangers. Nobody. Anybody?

You tripped, too focused on screeching your lungs to death that you didn't look down. In an instant, whatever was chasing you was upon you, and stood over you like a reaper.

It wore a blue mask, with tar dripping down from the eye sockets. Seven feet tall, tail whipping behind. You silently began to plead for your life and whatever afterlife was beyond that.

The creature bent down, you shut your eyes. You felt it reach down, towards your side, into your pocket, then quickly pull back.

What the fuck?

You slowly cranked open an eye. It was holding the ring box. You shook, and your mouth moved before your brain could warn it.

"MY DEAD LOVER BOUGHT THAT FOR ME. DROP IT. PUT IT DOWN."

It turned to look at you once more, and you cursed yourself. Silence, then what could've been considered a whisper? A growl? Whatever it was, it was spoken from this entity.

"i bought this," it pointed towards itself, then gestured back at your form on the ground, "for you."

You sat silent. It continued, "You may not look the same, or feel the same. But you are you. Despite everything, it is still you."

Nine years later, your lover stood. Not the same, different.

It didn't even matter.

Years went by. The forest was your home. You never left. You wouldn't. It took nine years to find your love, your groom. You wouldn't be separated now.

Jack loved you until you died in the forest, passing at his side. Nine years was nothing, only now with an eternity to face without you. Yet, like you staying on campus, he stayed in the forest. Your body may have been gone, skeleton buried. Your soul was still there.

Welcome Home, Jack Nyras and his Bride.

(is now a good time to say I have a creepypasta OC for Jack's spouse...)

[yukixnat]

I need more Eyeless Jack fanfiction before the transformation. For example, Jack and Reader knew each other before college and maybe they were lovers and went to college together (maybe they are both studying medicine). Sweet life together in their small apartment and late study sessions ending with them falling asleep leaning against each other. Generally sweet and fluffy at the beginning, then crying and screaming,because Jack is no longer Jack

The idea can be used, but let me know when you write it.I will want to read it!(づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ❤️

[velvettfog]

eyeless jack but before the incident.

Jack Nyras, who grew up in a rural town, I like to think Kentucky or Tennessee.

Jack Nyras, who grew up and loved people.

Jack Nyras, who swore he wouldn't leave Reader's side, even after graduation. He follows them to college.

Jack and Reader in their tiny apartment. Reader is doing their work, Jack does his. An artist and scientist. A tiny apartment, with two college kids who hoped for a better life.

Jack Nyras, who left a pot of coffee untouched. Left his breakfast half eaten on the table, laundry on the bed. Letters partially written, med school acceptance letter held to the fridge with a magnet.

Jack Nyras, who promise he'd come back soon, and that he loved you.

Jack Nyras, who didn't come back.

Eyeless Jack, hungry and alone. Surrounded by the wounded. Wounds he'd caused, when the letter on the fridge said he'd swear to heal.

Eyeless Jack, lost by himself. Little idea of who or what he is, but not the same as before.

Eyeless Jack, who knows he can't go home to you.

Eyeless Jack, when all he can see is carnage.

All he can think about is the engagement ring sitting in his nightstand drawer.

The engagement ring you'll find, pocket, and use to propose to your spouse after you've moved on. Tried to, at least.

[wondeurland]

[kawaiibugzlover]

"brian or tim??" BRIAN AND TIM!! I WANT BOTH!! :3

[sintiancat]

Tord laughed, looking down at Edd and Matt from his giant robot.

‘’Hey, Edd! Thanks for holding onto this for me!’’ He shouts, smiling from ear to ear. ‘’I’ll have to go now though. The world’s not going to take over itself!’’

‘’But I thought we were… I thought we were friends!’’ Edd shouts, salty tears quickly leaving his eyes.

The old friend he’s known for so long and cherished with all his heart, betraying him.

Just like that.

Like it never meant something for him.

‘’HA! No? What would I need friends for when I’ve got this!’’ He cackles, but stops abruptly. His eyes widening as he remembered something important.

‘’Mh. But you know... there is something- no, someone I do need.’’ He says, his eyes darting around the neighborhood. ‘’I need her.’’ He mumbles, his eyes continuing to search desperately for her.

Edd and Matt look at each other, agitated and worried.

Some seconds pass by, and the silence only becomes louder.

Everyone seems to wait for something.

...

But nothing happens.

You don’t appear.

‘’CUT!’’ The director announces, promptly standing up from his seat. His hands rubbing his lower back, as he stretched.

‘’Ugh. Where’s the main love interest? She was supposed to enter scene as soon as he said that!’’ He frowns, reading the script one more time as he shouts your name.

You jolt, head turning abruptly at the mention of your name

You looked like a deer caught in headlights, and when you made eye contact with the director, you slowly left the pastry you were about to eat back with the rest of the food on set.

‘’What?’’ You frown, ‘’I’m not supposed to enter scene yet.’’ You huff, about to take the pastry again.

Except you can't.

You feel a hand rest on your shoulder, beckoning you to turn around as you hear someone say your name soon after. ‘’The script changed’’ Paul informs you, his thick eyebrows furrowing to show his confusion ‘’Edd was supposed to tell you this morning.’’

You tilt your head, ‘’He didn’t’’

‘’I did!’’ Edd says, approaching the two of you. ‘’When we were having breakfast, remember?’’

Your eyes squint as you recall the events of this morning. When Edd was eating the promotional cereal ‘’Eddsworld’’.

‘’I just remember you talking with your mouth full.’’ You blink, ‘’You should really stop doing that by the way, we can’t understand you and you know how annoyed Tom gets after.’’ Edd laughs, nodding.

‘’I know, I know.’’ He sighs, his lips parting to comment again. But instead, he only gasps.

‘’Where’s Tom?’’

Paul eyes widens, his cigar about to fall of as he wastes no time to run to the set. Edd rushing to do the same.

‘’Oh shit. Don’t tell me you guys left him inside the debris?!’’ You panic, following after the two to help your friend out of the destroyed house.

Matt and the director were already there, lifting the remains of the house to get Tom out.

Well, the director was the one lifting. Matt was panicking as he called Tom’s name horrified.

With more of the crew helping you quickly took him out, the man with spiky hair groaning in pain.

Matt and you sigh, a bit more relieved at the sight of Tom, who was at least still conscious enough to curse.

From the corner of your eye, you see how some crew members help Tord step off the giant robot, the Norwegian running towards Tom to make sure he wasn’t badly injured.

Tord lifts him up, seating him down so a crewmate could quickly aid him.

Tom tries not to wince as he feels the alcohol-soaked cotton ball touch his injury.

‘’I didn’t receive the signal,’’ He hisses, ‘’I stayed there for whole five minutes.’’

‘’There was not clear communication.’’ The director huffs, crossing his arms. ‘’Someone forgot to inform people about the change in script.’’

Edd looks away, whistling as he kicks a pebble.

‘’Why am I not surprised…’’ You hear someone mutter

Sighing, you crouch down at Tom’s level.

‘’Tom.’’

‘’Yeah?’’ He looks your way, his tired eyes making eye contact with you.

You have a tiny smile on your face, as you lean closer to him.

Your lips parting to whisper into his ear.

‘’Idiot. I fucking told you to accept the stunt double.’’ You pull his ear

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heres my two cents to the ew x reader community. i dont think ive ever seen an actor au in the fandom tbh

also hi tumblr how do u

[nepzarmch]

i feel when i question my skin starts to burn

why does my skin start to burn?

[mistiaxe]

This picture has been reappearing on my social for the past 4 days now so I will take it as a sign to write something about it.

[oo-mi-ru-oo]

Blue Lock art~💙

[uekakcqo]

ART COLLAB WITH @/hawktuah3737 ON IG SHE DREW BRIAN TEEHEE

[croccuitist]

:(

[sushizushi6]

He’s kind of a cat to me