#[Oh man]

[hercarisntyours]

dreamt about oplita and woke up crying from happiness and cuteness

[kingfuc]

Sequel to that other comic I did

[modjisan]

happy birthday shigaraki my beloved!

[bisexualcroissant]

thats my BABY and she deserves the WORLD fuckkkkkkkkkkkk

Vi being vulnerable.

gif credits to: @arcanegifs

[aloneinthedark-eagle]

Some people are exceptions, some are imitators,

Fake people remind us of the real thing.

So be yourself..... 👈👍😎👌

[thrwne]

Mathias and Erik in Rykter 3x03

[wasyago]

ermmm yes?

[arthursfuckinghat]

"Are you hearing voices again?

Are they with you?

And are they giving you commands?

I know you've had choices to make,

But I'm with you.

You're never facing them alone today."

Maya The Psychic|Gerard Way|John Marston

[soft-cryptids]

They are just so father & daughter, your honor. 

[applestruda]

Horn/antler gang

[nextstopparis]

lol. can i just say. if i was arthur and id just lost everything. like literally everything. and i was travelling with two people who wouldnt stop saying Just How Much they despised me, the woman i loved who i hadnt seen in weeks and couldnt fully forgive yet, and literally the Only constant in my life like the one person i was fully emotionally dependent on at that point. and he was like “im gonna offer myself up as distraction” with the pretty okay if shaky logic of knowing the terrain better than the others. and then he replied to my “dont do anything stupid” with a “me?” that has YEARS worth of acknowledgement that does in fact do VERY STUPID AND DANGEROUS THINGS. and a grin. before running off. i would actually just kms right then and there if a heart attack didnt beat me to it. LOL

[machaeraaster]

Today we're celebrating Mexico's Independence Day, and of course, I took the liberty of drawing my beloveds lawyers as charros dancing the jarabe tapatío, because reasons ✨ BONUS Did you know the jarabe tapatío dance is a representation of a man wooing his partner? 👀 Edgeworth gets really nervous every time they have to glance at each other while dancing.

[subaru-copilot]

F1 Grand Prix of Abu Dhabi - 2009 Sebastian Vettel (P1) & Mark Webber (P2) Source

[honeysmoonn]

finnick being protective?

warnings: set in catching fire b4 quarter quell, tiny signs of panic attacks if you squint, mean peacekeeper (nothing new), very short but don’t fear at least one more part will be posted soon!

a/n: thanks for the request anon!! i hope i did this justice, if not lmk and id be happy to rewrite something similar: )

when you were crowned victor of the 67th annual hunger games, the last thing you expected was to be thrown into the quarter quell.

it was like a nightmare you couldn’t wake up from, constantly stuck in a never ending state of fear and anxiety. it was slowly killing you from the inside out.

one thing, one person kept you grounded, though. finnick odair. finnick had been your mentor for your games. he taught you everything you knew about surviving. he taught you how to tie intricate fishing knots, which led you to survive off fishing during your games. every time a fish swam into the fishing net, you smiled up to the sky. and in the other side, finnick smiled back.

though survival wasn’t the only thing finnick taught you.

he taught you how to control your emotions, he taught you how to be strong, and most importantly, how to love.

love was a tough thing in your eyes. you never had any childhood crushes after river, a boy a year older than you, got pulled into the hunger games and died. to you, it felt like the universe was against you, so the idea of love never came easy. though, after finnick was in the picture, he took note of your hesitancy to his flirting and made it his mission to make you feel loved. he ultimately came up with the conclusion that you yourself hadn’t been loved on enough; and no one should live without love.

after you won your games, nightmares and panic attacks came often. but it wasn’t your mother or father you comforted you; it was finnick. he was the one you sat with you on endless nights, cradling you in the protection of his arms.

even now, as the two of you stood on the stage facing your district, you looked to finnick with tears in your eyes. even as ocean formed in your eyes and the crisp air began hard to breathe, finnick remained calm. once the two of you were directed backstage, your first instinct was to go to finnick. luckily, his was too.

“finn,” you sobbed into his shirt. he was quick to wrap his arms around you in a tight embrace, holding you close to him, but not too tight; like you were a porcelain doll. it felt like you were, that a single wrong word would shatter you into a million shards of glass. “i don’t wanna go back.” you let out a long and shaky sigh, tightly shutting your eyes as if the world around you would melt away, leaving just you and finnick.

one of his big hands fell on your back, gently stroking the soft material of your light blue dress your mother made especially for reaping days. the other one cradled your head, holding you close to his chest. every so often he would press his soft lips to the top of your head, murmuring softly. “don’t worry, don’t worry about a thing. i’ll protect you. i won’t let anything happen to you.”

his words paired with his gentle touch almost calmed your nerves. but the immediate though of him flooded your brain. “oh, oh no finnick,” you pulled back, only slightly. finnick arms were still latched onto yours, grounding you to him. “what about you? what about us?” the quiver in your voice made finnick heart sink into his stomach.

while it wasn’t true, he continued to soothe you by whispering “it’ll be okay” and “we’ll be alright” into your ear while rocking your gently. he knew, when it came down to it, it wouldn’t be him walking out of that arena.

the quiet moment shared between you was cut off by a peacekeeper. the man dressed in white didn’t waste anytime, nor give any warnings before he ripped you out of finnick warm grasp. it was only to get you ready for the train, but finnick jaw ticked as your brow furrowed at the man’s tight grip. somehow, you were back in the area. just a teenager again as another tribute tried to pull you to your certain death.

“hey, hey, hey!” the blond boy rushed forward, taking hold on the peacekeepers white jacket and trying his best to keep you away from the government troop. he could see the fear in your eyes, he knew those eyes. the same eyes that he looked into countless nights when either of you had nightmares. “no need for all this, let her go.” it was so sincere, his tone. it was kind of how he talked to you, calm and gentle. but behind the sweetness there was a tang of venom, a underlying sense of tension hung over finnick head as the peacekeeper didn’t move a muscle.

and older woman (you couldn’t remember her name. diamond? sapphire? something stupid like that), another previous victor (and now your mentor) stepped forward. her hand fell of finnicks shoulder, she meant it in a motherly way but the boy in front of you frowned. “oh finnick, darling, don’t worry. he’s just trying to help.”

“she doesn’t need any help.” this time his words came out as rough and full of intention. and yet the peacekeeper didn’t budge. finnick was fed up. he lurched forward to harshly shove the man shoulder, causing him to stumble back and let go of you. “i got her from here.” he grumbled to the man now on the floor before turning to you. “you okay? anything hurt?” you shook your head and he smiled.

“thank you.” you smiled back at him. his efforts to make you feel better certainly went a long way considering the circumstances. “you didn’t have to do that.” you hated to admit, but you could feel a certain pink blush creeping across your cheeks. finnick must have also noticed, seeing he smirked and placed his hand on the small of your back, leading you away from the peacekeeper and mentor.

“i know,” he replied softly. “but they shouldn’t be doing all that to you. you’ve been through enough.” he gently nudged your shoulder. how he could go from being rough with the capitol people do being so very delicate with you was an odd thing, but beautiful nonetheless. “now cmon, let’s get you to bed.” he smiled with a kiss to your head.

[cinamun]

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[aloneinthedark-eagle]

Wonderful 😱🤏