but is he ever ok

serirei au where Seri is a nurse in the hospital where Reigen had been admitted because he just had the most ridiculous accident you could think about

anonymous asked:

Hi can you do a Tim Drake x reader where the reader is Hawkgirl and Green Lantern's (John Stewart) daughter, where she's introduced to the team and she catches Robin's attention. Thanks in advance :)

(hope this is ok!)

The first he ever laid his eyes on you, Tim already knows that he’s a goner. He thinks he sees it in the way you move, graceful and elegant even without meaning to, and he sees in the way you smile, beautiful and wonderful—something he finds himself wishing that it could be directed to him and only him one day.

He stares at you in a lovestruck daze, watching as you talk to your father, nodding your head somberly at something he’d said. He watches as your father moves to ruffle your hair, and he watches as you lift your head up to give him a smile, giggling at something he’s done, and in the depths of his heart, there’s a part of him that wishes he could also do just that.

He shakes his head and clenches his hands into fists against his sides, feeling a surge of determination coursing throughout his being. Soon, he thinks, the word embedding itself into his brain, repeating itself over and over as though it were somehow a broken record. Hopefully, he could tell you everything he’s ever felt for you soon.

redraw of one of my fav scenes from the new star episodes! and like,,, they rlly, they rlly actually made me love tom somehow??? which is,,, rlly fucking bizarre??? but whatever, just take my redraw

honestly this was just an excuse to draw todoroki in a bomber jacket but hey!! tododeku ice cream date? tododeku ice cream date.


au where everything is the same, except kiibo has PAW BEANS


som super early tazboys designs……………i’’’m got so much work to do refining them (esp outfit wise lord Jesus)


Ha ok, this is based off of this joke from Gravity Falls, the idea just came to me while I tried to fall asleep one night and wouldn’t leave me alone so!

Also bonus morning after:

Yes. Yes he did. And it’s all your fault, Missy.


hes made of love and sweetness 💌💞💞💟💞💟💕💟💕💌💕💌💕💕💌💕💕💟💕💟💕💌💕💌💕💌💕💟💕💞💟💕💌💕💌💕


(Also posted on AO3)

Draco found the tube under his bed. He knew it was the lipstick Pansy had lost and had been bitching about for days to anyone within earshot. He also knew that she had owl ordered a new one although, that wasn’t why he didn’t give it back.

He waited until everyone was in the great hall for dinner, spell locking the bathroom door behind him before he even dared to take the lipstick from his pocket. He opened it carefully, setting the outer tube on the ceramic counter with a soft click that seemed to fill the empty room. He twisted the tube and the deep red lipstick rose, feeling accusing just by being exposed to the air, in his hands, alone in this room.

A single faint tremor went through his hand. If his friends, if his family ever found out- He couldn’t bear the thought. But it was just curiosity, nothing more. Once he had done it, he would just leave the lipstick in the common room somewhere and be done with it. It was just once.

Draco bit his bottom lip thoughtfully and then lean forward. He hastily dried his lip with his thumb and then carefully traced his bottom lip, leaving pale red in its wake. He blinked, his heart rate picking up as he carefully went over his lip until the color was as deep and rich as the lipstick itself. He was a little too hasty on his upper lip and had to use some tissue to clean up the line until it was perfect.

He pressed his lips together and let them go. It was like looking at someone else. He had never paid much attention to his lips before except in passing.  They had a nice shape and the lipstick made them seem fuller and bigger. Draco leaned back from the mirror, shivering when he took in all of himself. The red was so stark against his pale skin, stark and bold. His cheeks were flushing with excitement and nerves.

He liked it. He liked everything about it.

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