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Remus Lupin is so fucking extra though? Like, everyone calls Sirius dramatic but Remus has like two settings: 0 and 100. Like in Snape’s Worst Memory he’s all: hexing is bad and I want no part in this, but then he sees Peter and is like: hey friend time to die He’s on Sirius’s back all the time like ‘chill man we need to think things through’ but then he’s like ‘so I married Tonks but in hindsight nah I’ll ruin her life so I’m coming on an adventure k?’ He’s super chill paring off Snape: ‘marauders map? Nah mate no idea I guess I’ll just take it off yours hands goodnight’ then at the mention of Sirius Black’s name he throws his suitcase half way across the room ‘how dare you? accuse me? Sirius Black?!?’ He’s just either so chill or so over the top like oh my god
Evan when Barty leaves him alone for a long period of time: Damn this sucks, can’t wait for Crouch to come back
Barty when Evan leaves him alone for a long period of time: I’M LOSING MY MIND. MY HEART YEARNS FOR MY LOVER’S EMBRACE, BUT ALAS I AM HERE WITHOUT HIM. WHEN WILL HE RETURN FROM WAR? WHEN WILL MY COLD, LONELY NIGHTS FINALLY COME TO AN END? THIS IS MADNESS!!
love alarm
fluff and unedited (i just wanted to post) this is my first time writing for jjk so this might be kinda cheesy pairing: gojo satoru x gn reader
he’s a gentleman, satoru.
a total sweetheart in all shapes and forms; an expert with both his words and actions—always whispering sweet nothings and showering you in compliments every chance he gets, always opening doors for you and giving you his jacket whenever you’re cold—the perfect boyfriend.
but he’s also an absolute dramatic.
“satoru, are you really going to ignore me?”
“it’s gojo to you,” he corrects, mouth set in a thin line as he offers you a pointed look—narrowing his eyes at you even further when you roll yours in annoyance.
“it was one day,” you try to defend.
“it was one day,” he mimics. “whatever.”
he leaves you no time to respond, immediately standing up from the couch to stomp his way to your shared bedroom. like a petulant child, after slamming the door shut, he locks himself inside, prompting a heavy sigh from you.
truthfully (and unfortunately), you’re no stranger to satoru’s tendency to blow things out of proportion. and while it’s beyond you how you’ve managed to tolerate this frustrating habit of his, you know better than to chide him for it—it’s endearing to some extent, and it’s all out of love; you know that more than anything else.
so even with your entire body sore and racked with exhaustion, you’re hauling yourself to the room—because god, you’ve had a long day, and the last thing you need is your only source of comfort distancing himself from you because you forgot to kiss him this morning.
“satoru-“ you knock twice, feigning remorse in your tone. though, admittedly, part of you does feel a bit guilty. “-please don’t ignore me.”
“it’s gojo to you!” he yells back, but the sound is muffled. most likely because he’s got his head burrowed in your damn pillow. or maybe his own, who knew the extent to his pettiness? he might have even tossed yours to the floor, it wasn’t above him not to.
“satoru, open the door.”
“go away.”
“satoru.”
“leave me alone,” he demands, even though you both know it’s the last thing he wants.
“please?” you try once more. and this time, it seems to have worked. because as much as he wanted to, there was no way he could deny you when you’ve asked so nicely—again, a total sweetheart, always opening doors for you even when he’s upset. it’s not like he could ever turn you away either, not genuinely at least. he just wants you to chase after him a little, regardless of how immature that might make him appear.
you hear him spring off the bed, and the sound of footsteps grows increasingly louder with each step he takes. then he unlocks the door with a click, only he doesn’t open it. instead, he leaves it shut before dashing back to bed. incredible.
as you take a few slow strides to move closer to him, you wonder if he’s truly hellbent on carrying out whatever role he’s playing. for a split second you contemplate doing the opposite of what you know he wants you to do, but the sight of satoru is too humorous for you to brush aside; he’s turned back on you completely, facing the wall as he covers his entire form with a blanket.
“really?” you question.
he says nothing in return.
and you want to laugh—because all this just because you forgot to give him a kiss this morning? it was too hilarious, but also so fucking adorable; you can’t help but entertain this play of his. maybe that makes you both crazy.
“satoru,” you croon, leaning over to pull the blanket off of his figure as you make yourself comfortable next to him. he complies, but not without pretending he doesn’t want it.
“what?” he grumbles, sitting up but still refusing to look at you directly.
“don’t be mad, please? i was in a rush this morning. it slipped from my mind.“
“i’m not supposed to slip from your mind,” he counters, an eyebrow raised as he folds his arms against his chest.
“well the longer you’re angry at me, the less time i’ll have to kiss you to make up for it,” you reason, and that gets his attention.
he casts you a sidelong glance; hesitant, wavering, and dangerously on the precipice of giving in—would he drop it or not? the offer was far too tempting to turn down, especially for someone like him. though, at the same time, that would definitely wound his pride, so you weren’t sure—but when he looks at you, eyes gleaming and tail practically wagging, any trace of uncertainty you’ve previously had disappears.
“is that a promise?”
you nod, but he’s still sulking.
“you can’t forget next time, you have to promise me that. i really felt like i was going to die. you practically cast me aside like i was nothing!” he whines. “i’m supposed to be your everything!”
“you are my everything,” you refute. “i was just in a rush this morning, but i won’t forget next time. i’ll set an alarm for it if you want me to.”
“really?”
“yes, really.”
the things you’d do for this man is insane; the list goes on forever, but the smile that brightens his face when you tell him that makes you think it’s all worth it.
“would you let me name the alarm?” he asks.
you tilt your head to the side, a puzzled look clouding your expression at his request, but you don’t pry any further. knowing him, he’s serious about it, and you don’t think you have the energy to hear any explanation he might have.
“okay,” you say. “but later. it’s in my bag.”
he hums, then urges you in closer by tugging on your arm, trying to fill the ache of your short lived absence. and who are you not to follow? you sling your legs over his lap to straddle him, and he presses a gentle kiss to your forehead as you nestle yourself against him. he’s a snug fit, and even when there’s barely any space between you two, you can’t find it in yourself to care. you don’t think you’d have it any other way. you wrap around him even more, and he melts into your embrace.
“no forgetting me next time,” he mutters, eyes closing in contentment. you feel so good with him. ”i love you.”
“i love you even more, gojo.”
and then they open again, bulging out of their sockets as his mouth parts in disbelief. “what happened to satoru?!”
“dunno,” you mumble, hiding into the crook of his neck, inhaling the scent of his cologne and fighting back a smile because you know he’ll feel it.
“apparently it’s gojo to me.”
the next day, at exactly eight thirty in the morning, you’re woken up by the incessant ring of your alarm. despite satoru’s protests to keep you in bed for another five minutes, you untangle yourself from him to turn it off, and your heart swells with adoration when you see what’s on display:
♡make sure to kiss your cute boyfriend (SATORU)♡
Malleus: If you really love me, you wouldn't hurt me like this.
MC: ...
MC: *breathes in* That ice cream was expired.
Malleus: ...
Malleus: And you haven't considered buying me a new one.
MC: I was about to but you're blocking my way!
Malleus: ...
Malleus: And now you're screaming at me.
MC: ...
MC: *has Malleus snuggling against them*
Malleus: *smiling* Let's do this again some other time.
MC: Sure. If I have the stamina.
Could you please do husband sukuna?
rhymes — sukuna x f!reader
a/n: don’t worry I will post my own “GOJO IS BACK” drabble later but let’s have some husband + dad sukuna first
“you.”
“y-yes, my lord?”
“where is y/n?”
“in the m-main bedroom, my lord.”
“hm,” sukuna hums as he walks towards the bedroom. he hears squealing, giggling, and cackling from the inside.
just what the hell is being done in his bedroom?
raising an eyebrow, he kicks the door open to reveal both you and his son jumping on the queen sized bed you both sleep on.
“little bunny foo foo jumping through the forest!” you sing and your son giggles, jumping to your rhythm. you take notice of your husband’s arrival and leap at him, “welcome home!”
he is annoyed, but he catches you with a grunt, nonetheless.
“what’re you doing jumping on the bed I made the servants make especially for us so it suits your peculiar tastes?” he grumbles.
you shrug with a smile, “our dear son wanted some time to unwind and who am I to say no to him?”
“you’re his mother. you should have more resistance to his ‘cuteness’ than this; he will grow up to be a king,” he concludes and your son ignores him, still jumping on the bed.
you giggle, “and that’s why I am the fun parent, my dear husband,” you sigh softly and pull him down to press a kiss on his cheek, “I missed you.”
“do it properly,” he says and pulls you up to him and presses a scandalous kiss on your lips. you smack his shoulder lightly after he lets go and he merely chuckles.
“stop doing that in front of our son!”
sukuna smirks and you simply roll your eyes.
“mommy, look I am flying!”
“yes I know, sweetie; that’s awesome!”
“mommy, look I am a superhero!”
“I know, love; you’re the best superhero,” coo at your son who is still jumping on the bed.
your husband just looks at him and wonders how the hell does he get the energy.
personally, you have no idea, but something tells you it’s the genetics from your dear husband who is also the king of curses.
sukuna huffs and pulls you by the waist to him, “you keep spoiling him, but you neglect me?”
“I spoil you both and you know it.”
“do you now?” he challenges and you look at him blankly.
“sukuna, i need to go to work,” you mumble.
“no.”
“no?”
he pulls you closer and nods, “you will stay here til I have had enough of you.”
“BUT YOU NEVER HAVE ENOUGH AND I CAN’T STAY CUDDLING WITH YOU! WHAT ABOUT MY JOB?!”
“you’re married to the king of curses; that’s the last thing you should be worried about,” he deadpans.
“that has nothing to do with spoiling me; you’re just weak-willed,” he grins and you think that, maybe, kicking him in the nuts won’t be so bad.
your son can live without sibling; it will be okay.
you quip, “then how about the time I got you breakfast in bed?”
“the chef was the one cooked it; you only delivered it to my room.”
“why don’t you believe that I cooked it?”
“cause your cooking is awful; it’s probably the only thing close to a poison that could actually kill me.”
you and your son gasp, but your son is the one to retort to his father, “mommy cooked it all by herself! you ungrateful old man!”
you’re about to scold your son to not insult his father but to your surprise, your husband is one step ahead of you.
however, you would’ve preferred if he didn’t even act cause the moron pushed your son off the bed.
your son screams before falling off and hitting the ground in a way that was far from harmless. slowly, his cries grow and he starts wailing and sobbing.
sukuna smirks, “no more monkeys jumping on the bed.”
“SUKUNA! HE IS CRYING!”
“he is my son; he can handle it.”
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When I saw him roll up in the outfit and get on one knee I was hooting and hollering. It’s so cringy and embarrassing and I see myself in it way too much. It’s the type of fun you can only have when you are closely bonded, close enough to joke in that silly way knowing you won’t receive mean words about it. Sure, your friends WILL tease you about it but never in a cruel way. You have to be able to trust the people you play off in this way. Is Iruma in love with her? No. But he heavily admires her. And while goofing around, he still wants to make her happy. There’s a playful loving energy. These little “I’m in love with you” jokes happen because you do care about each other. And sure, in love maybe not. But willing to make a fool of yourself to make them smile? Yes indeed :)
Magnus' dramatic little turn with the eye roll is my favorite thing ever.
Roman living all his princess dreams-
Took this photo in Latvia earlier this summer and this staircase just screamed roman so I had to draw him in it just being his dramatic self~ I’m so tempted to draw some prinxiety to go with it too, what a better place to be fancy and gay??
Have some zooms below the cut, so you can like actually see him lol
If you saw this like a month ago on my other social shh you didn’t I’m learning to remember to post here😭
locked my cat out of my room cause he was terrorizing my other cat and he is BEATING ON THE DOOR LIKE A MADMAN
How does Starscream survive anything in tfp?
plead for mercy
lowers his wings
act cute
personally, i love this the most though.
He literally pleads and talks his way out of most situations. I love how they made the effect of him just lowering his wings, or raising them highly whenever he's afraid/upset/nervous/angry,
starscream's wing language my beloved
modern au with phones and shit. eddie still dies. at his funeral (bc he actually gets one now) dustin takes eddie’s phone and texts everyone “thanks for coming. it means a lot to me”
tom during the entirety of pawns, rooks, and queens
nothing ever lasts forever; we will go softly into the night
Behold! One of my favourite moments from Granada's Sherlock Holmes series. Holmes' little dance to show Watson how the Dancing Men code works is always so precious to watch.
Kai : I do bad things in my life cuz there's a stairway to heaven and a highway to hell and I sure as shit ain't climbing no stairs ✨
You go king 😩❗❗❗
out of context yoongi one liners from run bts