#AAAAAAAGHHH

[bayfuzzball7050]

[ageofhearingloss]

HE REALLY SAID HAPPY WAGNER WEDNESDAY YOU SONS OF BITCHES

[wrathfulanimal]

I AM GOING TO START T I’m finally ready. I’m finally like. Sure. I’ve never been MORE SURE OF SOMETHING IN MY LIFE. I NEED TO BITE SOMETHING.

[mysterypigeon]

ep 40 tma spoilers in tags

[joowee-feftynn]

puts you in the cat panini Panini press

I deadass forgot this ask was in my inbox im so sorry bird

[icraveangst]

I've been learning how to draw foot, but now i can't draw hands (ToT)

[randommusicalfluff]

Im so so normal about Tyler from total drama im holding myself back from making tickle art and hcs for him

[sweetlee]

💌 anddd 😚 for noel if you wanna : D?? @lovingdeadgirl

sunny!!! hii hellooo!!!!! i hope ur doing well :-]

IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK ME LIKE FOREVER TO DO... every time i went to write this out id just go absolutely insane jekdjdh

💌 - what would a love letter from your f/o look like?

SO ROMANTIC ?!?!? wahhh i just know hed have really pretty cursive writing.... definitely a little messy tho cause hes writing fast <- nervous ^_^

im not exactly sure what he'd say in one, but i would treasure it forever and ever <3

😚 - what was your first kiss like?

um umm. head in hands . we were both so shy about it. hhes just so sweet and gentle and calm and 💥💥💥

[cosmichero69]

JUST HAD THEATER AUDITIONS IM CRYINGGGGG (not really) WHAT IF I DONT GET SOMETHING AJAGDHJFJFJF

[yellowfingcr]

"I never really ascribed wrongness to what I am. I think all people can learn to excel at violence but I knew from an early age that I simply had a quiet fine advantage and advantage is all I see it as. Don't bother asking yourself, can I? The answer will always be yes. You can hurt your kin. You can see someone, anyone, and have the hardness of pulse to say this is the moment I bring pain upon another. The question is- what do you see in that another? A person like you? Or a collection of shapes? It's easier if it's shapes. Hurt becomes a work of geometry, too, an almost numerical abstraction. Just collision. Collision. Sound."

"I could never do such a thing to you. Before my eyes you are never diminished into a thing. That part is the duty of violence. And my friend, I'm about to get dutiful."

"Naughty you say? So am I! The sort of naughty that chases people with a knife for the hellish fun of it, as a matter of fact! Heart in my throat, pulse alive with joy- you know?"

[torrtimandi]

From NRJ Music Awards 2024

[rosegasly]

podium is a good look on you pierre gasly 🥺💗🤌💗🤌💗🤌🤌🤌💗

[donde-el-diablo-parquea-la-moto]

If the nether theory is true, then now I know why Vegetta is planning on building a wagon/house, why he's so obsessed with them opening the nether, why Leo mentions it every time they work on the train.

Now. I don't know why q!Vegetta would know that.

Why is Foolish the only one that has ever gone to the nether? Why did Vegetta build a portal and got no punishment for it? (I'm pretty sure he messaged the admins beforehand but that's just him being himself)

[aroaceofthesea]

So fucking mad i will miss sant joan this year🤬🤬

[s7-evermore]

This is so sweet and lovely I—

y/n teaching malleus how to crochet! :D

── ୨୧ ༉ ‧ ₊˚ ❝in cold weather, we stick crochet together!❞

★ synopsis. with the chill fast approaching, you, the ever-dependable prefect, take it upon yourself to prepare for the fall weather with a certain some-fae.

★ includes. malleus draconia.

★ formatting. oneshot / short fic.

★ notes. established relationship, fluff, gn! reader, silly fae humor. reader is yuu in this scenario.

꒰— ๑ author’s note. HI VAYNE !! ♡ it’s so good to have u as my first official request. i hope this was good !! this feeds my soul, actually, and i'm so glad you requested this, because cozy fall fics are some of my favorites. i dont think i've ever actually written for you, have i ?? ꒱

Delicate. That’s the word.

Crocheting is a delicate hobby. Emerald eyes follow the tenderness of your fingers as you weave and you curl and you go in and out with that small needle and that one piece of yarn, and eventually, those eyes watch you begin to weave something resembling a... scarf.

The concept is endearing, but Malleus still feels out of place with something so delicate.

“Child of Man,” he pauses to start on another row, albeit slowly, “is this right?”

You look over, keeping your fingers in the same places within the tangle of yarn you plan to turn into a scarf, and purse your lips just slightly. He frowns when your eyebrows furrow, and assumes bad news.

“Not… quite.” And he watches again as you reach that tender, gentle finger out and point to a previous row that he messed up on, one he hadn't noticed prior, your needle bumping against his knuckles. “See that?”

The housewarden huffs, and you chuckle out loud as an angered puff of smoke breezes through his nostrils along with it. Now both determined and frustrated, Malleus sets his mind once again on completing the beanie he promised to make you mere hours ago. You had been so patient, guiding his hands, showing him where to hold the needle, where to thread, where to start new rows and different stitches (the magic circle in itself was a struggle), so he had to see it through.

Lilia had always complained about his ears going cold when the snowfall started. Silver had mentioned that having a new pair of gloves would be nice, and Sebek... well, unbeknownst to him, Sebek would appreciate a singular piece of yarn, had it come from Malleus's hands, but even still, he wanted to do something kind. And for you, he'd planned to make a hat. He remembered you had let it slip that you needed more winter clothes for the approaching holiday, too. You'd done enough and more for him: the least Tsunotaro could do was crochet a few garments.

"You'll get it, Mal, don't get pouty," you assured him, those same delicate fingers he so loved running up and down his back in soothing waves. "You've gotten better, y'know?" you offered. "Remember what you were like the first time you tried to do this? We had so much scrap yarn!" With that, came a sweet laugh.

It was true. The young prince had improved, but he didn't do it himself.

"Look. Are you having trouble with the shape?" Even as you spoke, your fingers never stopped working that yarn through the needle. Leaning over to support yourself on his broad shoulder, your squished cheek against his upper arms, you told him, "Keep your stitches loose, Mally, you don't need to be so tense."

He looked down at you just as you were telling him not to be so hard on himself. From an onlooker's perspective, anyone would be able to tell he loved everything about the predicament he was in, even from a single glance.

"You are a very good teacher."

Pausing, your head raises to meet his eyes. They flicker down every so often as you finish up your final stitches (goodness, you really had been working all that time?), finally giving your fingers (and poor needle) a break. A grin breaks across your pretty lips, stretching into your cheeks in that way your lover so adores. You hoist the muffler up just above his shoulders, wrapping it around Malleus's bare neck until only his plush top lip peeks out.

He takes in the green and black pattern of the new gift, careful not to tear the yarn with his nails. He had to be delicate with it, because now it was precious.

You open your mouth to answer, cheeks pressed against his shoulder once more.

"And you are a very good learner."

[kaliido-s]

aaa! i hope i did him justice, i really like ur design!

I ONLY JUST SAW THIS WHAT THE FUCKKKK

I love this so much!!!!! aaaaaaaghhh!!!!!!! you drew his face perfectly and the lighting is so good!! thank you so much! ❤️❤️❤️