Hi Death Note

hi death note

do you have those shows that you just pretend got cancelled after a certain season/episode and any following episodes just never existed in the first place?

oh my oh my yes 👏

Escape into Jumin 's route during Day 7 and find your way to the most luxurious Penthouse in Seoul.

Jumin hopes you'll rest well tonight, and that you'll stay.

You will stay.... Won't you?

listen me and jumin have a little girl that create a masterpiece like this and he frames that shiz in gold and diamonds for his desk you can’t convince me otherwise

i don’t know if anyone out there needs to know this but @cafedanslanuit does amazing work i got a commission from her awhile back and i’m about to go get another if they’ll let me

My country (Perú) is entering its second lockdown and I’ve been unemployed for almost a year now so if you ever wondered if I do commissions, I do! If you have any more questions don’t be afraid to send me a message ~

If you can’t commission anything for now it’s totally okay! Please consider to reblog this to spread the word. Thank you <3

someone help this poor baby he can’t focus

Because today’s prompt inspired MLQC content, I’ll publish one of my catch-up ficlets today…

Fandom: Mystic Messenger

Popsicle Licking - Saeran x MC

He didn’t mean to be so dirty-minded. It was supposed to be an innocent afternoon. They hadn't had a lot of alone time together, so she had wanted to bring him a sweet treat while he was working, coding security algorithms for Jumin’s campaign. They had decided on splitting a popsicle, one of his favourite snacks, and she had perched herself on the edge of his desk, chatting with Saeran while they both had their treat.

What he hadn’t expected was for his mind to wander, when their conversation lulled. She was more focused on finishing the icy dessert, but the fact that it was long and cylindrical finally crossed Saeran’s mind. She would lick whatever dripped down the side, before welcoming the length into her mouth, her lips slightly tightening and puckering around the popsicle while she slowly slid it out, again, until he heard a sticky pop and the dessert was free. Again, she lapped up its length, catching drops of sweet liquid, her tongue laving around the end, where more of the treat’s juices had melted, before sticking it into her mouth, again. Saeran could even see the back of her cheeks swell up slightly, before she slid it out again, her lips dragging forward as she sucked on the treat until pop! The treat was released

“…Saeran?”

He twitched, the sound of his name snapping him into the realization that he had been staring at her mouth, his own popsicle starting to drip stickiness onto his hand.

“Are you okay?”

She looked so concerned. Maybe she thought he was having a relapse? He made himself smile reassuringly, but she knew something was off.

“What is it? You can tell me…”

His smile grew into something more genuine. She relaxed a little, but was still a bit stiff when he leaned forward to kiss her. She still wanted to know what he was thinking. But…

“I can’t tell you, yet,” he murmured, tasting fruit sugar mixed in with her natural sweetness, “But I will. Maybe tonight, when the sun goes down…”

—fin—