#💚 * Self-Indulgent

[shinyeclair]

💙 Blue Spring 💚

In Japanese culture, "blue spring" is a poetic metaphor for youth. The word "aoi" means "blue," but it also conveys a sense of immaturity, inexperience, or being unripe. "Haru" means "spring," a season often associated with renewal, growth, and beginnings.

Sans's new life on the surface. New sceneries, new sensations, new people, like Esha. A fresh start.

Together, "blue spring" symbolizes youth as a vibrant yet uncertain time of life. It reflects the intensity, awkwardness, and emotional highs and lows, self-discovery, and facing challenges, but also one filled with limitless possibilities.

This is their ship name !

Thank you so much @erineas for the idea !

Art by @gamgam_glass ♥

✨ @sansxyouweek

[mangionebabymama]

friends to lovers! idea where Lu has had this girl best friend since middle school and she’s always been more of a tomboy (hates dresses, gets scolded by her mom for sitting like a dude, is an athlete and has an athletic kind of body type, never wears makeup—but she doesn’t ever need it, as she’s naturally beautiful) and she has such a strong, confident yet exuberant personality that it’s kind of intimidating. He invites her to be his date to a Phi Psi winter formal, although she kind of cringes about having to dress up nice, she accepts and when he goes to pick her up at the hotel, the door opens to someone that’s not her, but it is her, looking drop dead gorgeous that it literally knocks him off his feet and he can’t really stop staring at her and looking at her differently for the rest of the night

[an-albino-pinetree]

Horror movies ~ ✨🪚

After an emotional day at the vet-

AU Jax created by @etanow !

[justfriendsbestthings]

🌱🍀💐💚✨Omar Rudberg ✨💚💐🍀🌱

[mrstsung]

Shang tsung imagine/blurb/hcs:

*note: after some kind words from a mutual. And fellow shang fan. I'm making something to cheer me up and if anyone else feels the same. I'm not gonna let my brain be mean to me. And keep doing what i love*

Cw: i guess maybe warnings of anxiety,mental illness,and or just brain being mean? Either way reader is feeling down. So shang tsung is helping reader cheer up. Angst,hurt comfort? Slightly spicy mention

Reader is technically gn

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Imagine:

You weren't feeling so well and you're sitting down by shang's island shoreline. You often come down to the beach to meditate or think. But usually you're accompanied by a guard or by shang,your lover, himself. But this time,you're alone. All with your thoughts,they ate at you. Doubt spilled into your mind as tears fell. Why must your brain hate you?

Shang was worried when he didn't see you come into the bed chambers you both shared. Usually you're not out this late. Let alone,outside the main palace. Perhaps you're at the private teahouse? Shang wondered.

*(To put perspective,i hc shang's main palace keep,where he lives and is the living quarters for him,his lover and his personal guards,warriors and servents. All of the others usually stay in a separate area and smaller buildings near the dock port. The palace gardens lead to a pathway leading down a staircase behind the main keep,where a beachside tea house is,shang uses this teahouse as a personal one. Instead of the ones used by kombatants during tournaments. This teahouse is secluded,quiet,and peaceful. It is a mix between Japanese,and Chinese architecture. The reason being is him and raiden often do business when discussing anything related to tournaments. Despite being rivals and sort of enemies. They are respectful of one another and often discuss things as would any master of the martial arts would or even as an emperor or lords of their respective domains. In short. They aint always barking at each others throats,so to have them in petty squabbles all the time is boring and pointless. Anyways. You often might come to this teahouse to get away so to speak.)*

Shang tsung got on his silk red robe. A garment that was decorated by images of dragons and Phoenixes. Etched in gold and yellow. The flame patterns danced along with shades of deep purple and indigo at its base. A fine clothing fit for a man such as he. Simple black slippers he wore as he stepped out the doors to the bed chambers. Into the garden. He followed the stone path through the gardens,enveloped in moonlight. It danced through the trees. The warm summer air,not too hot surprisingly despite being an island. But there had been rain recently,so it was much cooler,but not by much. There was sweet smells of flowers. Tropical hibiscus,Asian lilies,and little lotuses in the pond all filled the night air. Soft sounds of crickets,frogs and other nighttime summer creatures also sang. As shang tsung made his way to the staircase,he heard soft whimpers from below,at the bottom. He swiftly but carefully descended the stairs. As he got closer. He saw you on a large rock. Weeping. The rock was adjacent to the teahouse. He carefully approached you.

"My dear? What are these tears? Why are you out here by yourself this late in the hour? Is something wrong?"

Shang asked softly but in a concerned manner.

As you struggle to make eye contact. And in a small cracked voiced stated

"I just don't understand why you love me? Why would you choose to spare me? I'm not the best warrior,even with your training. I'm constantly worried,i second guess myself,I'm a mess,im not as beautiful/handsome as some people,im just so...meh,i feel like I'm not worthy of anything even kindness. I just don't get it. Besides you could find better I'm sure,a better person than boring,average me."

You lay your head back down on your crossed arms,over your legs you propped them upon. Still crying.

Shang was taken aback. Where did this come from?! His beloved? Doubtful of his love? Who would dare put those thoughts into your head!? But shang tsung thought about it. Perhaps it is not of another,but of a troubled mind. One filled with the anxieties and stresses and struggles of life itself. He walked over to you,first removing the slippers as not to track sand. Barefoot he walked on the warm sand. When he got to you he placed his hand under your head,lifted your chin with his fingers and spoke with the most earnest,soft,and loving voice.

"My dear sweet y/n. Why did i spare you? Simply because i chose to,i could have killed you,taken your soul,and that would be it. But i didn't. But in that choosing i found one of the most kindest of souls. A soul so genuine and true. And you never once tried to be anything but what you are. Your training has served you well,as you are alive aren't you? *chuckles* obviously the woes of kpmbat has not forsaken you yet? Why? Because you're warrior spirit isn't one of physical prowess. It is not of duty of honor. It is simply love. And love is the most powerful energy of all. Love for life,love for being,and the perseverance of it despite of the world around you. You study hard,love hard,and even play hard. You have the soul of a champion,regardless of frivolous titles given by gods. You are a beautiful soul. Inside and out. You worry of others before yourself,you always put others before you. Even when it's hard to. You stuck at my side,even when You had every right to leave. But here,you remain. I'm obviously doing something right my dear. I know that the dark clouds of your mind get to you,but they too will pass. And that beautiful bright glow from you will shine once again. Even now as i look at your tear soaked face,red,and all full of sorrow."

You couldn't help but giggle at that,he always knew exactly what to say.

Shang continues as he sits beside you,comforting you the best way that he could.

"My darling,i simply adore you,all of you. Even the messy parts as you said. Hell I'm messy myself, *chuckles* I'm a sorcerer of soul magic and dark arts after all. But even a devil such as i can appreciate a flower that blooms in adversity. It is the most beautiful,and the most colorful and bright. And no matter what your mind may tell you,your soul never lies. Just as you have been there for me,i will be there for you. And you are deserving just as much as any other. Even more so as I'm concerned. And you are already worthy. Words fail me to truly encapsulate how my heart feels for you. But what i adore the most is your company,simply put. I admire your presence,your existence is enough. But i prefer it more when you're filled with innocent wonder,joyful laughter,and full of life and love. A hunger for knowledge and a pursuit for purpose. Your strive for perfection isn't the way. What is, my love,is the strive to be better than you were yesterday. But if words are not enough to show you i indeed love you. Than perhaps this would suffice..."

Shang tsung then placed his hand upon your cheek,and kissed you passionately. With all the yearning and intensity that ached in his heart to soothe the storm in yours.

All melted away,no more worry,all doubt ceased. All that was. Was you and him. The sounds of the ocean waves crashing softly,the crickets nearby the paths end. All was calm. Your tears of sorrow turned to tears of joy. How silly you felt for doubting your lover shang,let alone yourself.

Of course he loved you. And he loved you in his own way. As did you.

You both sat and talked a few more hours in the teahouse over some tea. Laughing at old stories,on occasion making flirtatious comments,thus leading into a spicier moment. And you both fell asleep soundly in the teahouse.

By morning you awoke to being wrapped only in shangs silk robe.

He with just his silken pants and hair pulled back. Sat at the opening,doors slid open. The warm summer sun outside,hot but ocean air came through the teahouse so it was cool enough.

You just sat there admiring the view. Of both your lover,and the sea. You went over to sit next to him. And layed you head on his shoulder.

He kissed your forehead. And as you both gazed at the ocean. All of your troubles were gone,you were ready to take on anything the day offered you.

Shang helped make you stand proud and firm in who you are. And for shang? Well you get to see his softer side,not many get that chance. How lucky are you?

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This was highly self indulgent. Sorry if it's longer than what i originally planned. But i got so sucked in as i was writing it.

Again no matter if others also self ship with shang, i know that my self ship is unique. And i gotta remind myself that and not be discouraged by this. And i love writing for him. And even if its very self indulgent.

I shouldn't be afraid to post my work. Even if one person likes it. Even if it gets zero recognition. I created something,and i need to remind myself. This is how i grow. Both as an artist and person. Those that matter don't mind,and those that mind dont matter,so to speak. And im glad that people do like my work. Even if its super self indulgent and specific at times.

Again sorry for rambles. Ugh.

Admin is in the feels ok?

I feel shang would want me to keep creating. And keep doing what i love. Him. Lol.

Anyways. I hope you like this. And i hope that this could cheer you up too if you're ever feeling down about yourself.

It helped me when writing it. <3

With love as always

🐍💚 -mrstsung

Hope y'all have a nice day/night.

[fictionalsillies]

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Currently feeling very , very worried because of some things I’ll need to deal with later , so I thought I’d quickly write something to try and feel a bit better : 

I just find so much comfort in the idea of Jaw Bone having a softer side that he keeps hidden from most people , aside for the ones that he cares about most :) ❤️

I can just imagine him slowly lifting up my chin to look into my eyes while I’m having one of my frequent anxiety breakdowns , placing his hand on my cheek and speaking with a quiet gentleness that would be deemed “unusual” by those who know his reputation …

“Easy starfire , I got ya … take a deep breath … yeah , just like that …”��

If I ever even hinted to feeling like I was bothering him , I feel like JB would immediately say something like : 

“The only thing that bothers me is seeing you being overwhelmed by all these sh**ty feelings that keep hurting you ! You shouldn’t have to deal with this stuff alone … I won’t let you .”

“Hey , look at me … you can do this . You haven’t given up yet , and that’s what matters . Let’s just focus on what’s left to do today , aight ? We’ll deal with the rest after it’s done , and if anyone has a problem with it they’re gonna have to get through me !”

He just cares a lot at the end of the day , and that’s something that his criminal record will never be able to change :] 💕

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[andy-clutterbuck]

7x12 | Say Yes

[wishgrantingedits]

🍓 Calico Syrian Hamsterkin Board for… ME!!!

[nyedits]

TWST Silver Layouts Requested by: No One

[starrycometmoth]

How I feel getting into my gf's music as the "pink moth golden retriever" bf:

[heliojart]

Herbert West and THE Dale Cooper in the Superheroinr costume from Tomodachi Life

[linuxealcipher]

I’m normal about him, I’m so so so normal about him.

@certified-handler get your stupid handsom boy.

[mangionebabymama]

Thinking about frat!Lu and Black reader who’s like his best friend but has some deep, unspoken feelings towards her and he takes her to a frat party because literally and metaphorically, she’s the life of the party. She loves to dance, have fun and get lit to the music—without having to drink and get drunk. “Big Ole Freak” by Megan Thee Stallion starts playing and that’s ultimately her fav song at the moment, so she’s getting her life rapping along to the lyrics and dancing like Megan would, in front of him, and somehow she finds herself dancing on him

[an-albino-pinetree]

just wanna say that i love ur stuff srsly

as a horror lover U CAUGHT ON THE ESCENSE OF IT ALL SO FUCKING MUCH

AND THE CUTESY INTERACTIONS UR OC// S/I HAS WITH EACH JAX VER I WILL FOREVER CHERISH

gives "i will love you in every universe"

WAAGH, THANK YOU OH MY GOSH QvQ 💚💚

As a fellow horror lover, you will see more horror! Sdjgjhj

I have some stuff planned real soon~ >v> unsettling and gorey shit is my all-time favourite thing to draw!

[anonbinaryweirdo]

Venti approaching my desk as I work, aqua green eyes gazing over the bags under mine, but he doesnt mention it. instead, the archon resorts to reciting a poem, written just for me—much to my annoyance as my concentration begins to falter. still, I can't bring myself to tell him to be quiet, for the softness of his voice is too good for me to silence. he notices how I begin to work a little slower, and he smiles to himself, as yet more words smoothly slip past his pretty pink lips and flows straight into my ears, until each syllable is all I can focus on as my eyelids start to weigh down.

once he notices my pen going limp in the loosening grip of my right hand, he chuckles, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead before gently coaxing me awake for a brief moment, and bringing me to the comfort of our shared bed, ensuring I'm snuggled comfortably underneath the sheets before letting his hat rest on the nightstand. "you can rest easy now, windblume. ill take care of you." he promises with a kiss to the top of my nose, just where the bridge began.

[mrstsung]

Look i know it's ai. However i still like these pics i found while trying to search for ideas for art.

Shang looks pretty good here.

💖🍑Yes daddy🍑💖

For fellow shang tsimps

Lowkey looks like outworld armor and clothes. Maybe when he first served under shao kahn or switched sides? Maybe when he transitioned from an earthrealm warrior betrayed/betraying to an outworld courtly mage?

Either way it's pretty dope looking.