#And I can call her my girlfriend

[imconfusedbutok]

is it too much to ask for a chubby girlfriend with fluffy hair I can play with and a cute smile and stomach rolls and a kind heart and a downturned smile :(

[gemharvest]

Transfem Boyfriend or as I like to call her Girlfriend2. Open to better name suggestions as long as they fit the "Boyfriend/ Girlfriend" naming scheme.

She/her's only for this post I hope you can understand Why.

Timelapse under the cut. :)

[Video Description: A timelapse of the art above. The song in the background is "Why Would I?" by nelward; specifically the stretch from 0:09 to 1:20. The lyrics featured are typed out below. End Description]

"Why would I even sleep at all if I couldn't be by your side? Why would I even dream at all if I couldn't dream on your time? I can feel, feel, all your loving all the time I can feel, feel Like I'm a falling leaf Inside your whispering wind Each time I touch the ground You lift me up again I only need your touch To make my sweet ascend Why would I even sleep at all? Why would I even dream at all? Why would I even be at all if I couldn't be on your mind?"

[redr0sewrites]

quick life update. guys. i have a girlfriend after liking her for literal months i am LIVING THE WLW DREAM GUYS I AM LOSING IT AUAGEHEJEJHEE I AM SO HAPPY SHES THE MOST BEAUTIFUL GIRL IVE EVER SEEN I CANT BELIEVE IT WORKED OUR

[meggydolaon]

old doobles I forgor to share

Edelgard and Silvally!! Her name is Harmony (she/her bc before therapy was invented all u can do is project on your wierd dog). Used to being hidden away as a Type: Null, Harmony now likes to be included in all of Edie's activities :)

In this au, the deal with Type: Full would be that it'd be the only pokemon that can harness the power of Crests- something previously unique to humans (and Nabateans ofc). With bits of Crest stones or blood, Type: Full would gain that Crest's power as well as it's associated type

[hailsatanacab]

@the-ghost-trader - ooooh, i love this! it has the potential to be so incredibly sad, too, like poor Damian just trying to carve out something normal for himself only for it blow up in his face

BUT, shockingly, i'm not about the angst today! not yet anyway 😇

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“So, how was your day?”

Despite his answering groan, Damian likes this. This. This whole… thing he has with Danielle. With Ellie. 

And, yeah, he’s not exactly told any of the others yet, but can you blame him? For wanting to keep something, anything, to himself. Wanting to keep this small little slice of goodness he’s managed to carve out, untouched and unmarred by his family, by their other lives, by the rogues, the vigilantes, the assassins, everyone.

“That bad, huh?”

Being with Ellie is freeing. That’s the best way to describe it.

She knows. Damian surprised even himself when he told her—not about the others, mind, but he supposes it’s not hard to put two and two together and Dani has always been smarter than most—but it’s the best decision he’s ever made, and no matter what the niggling little voice in the back of his head says (the one that sounds suspiciously like Father), he can’t bring himself to regret it.

He won’t. Because having Ellie know gives him freedom.

She’s a safe place, a hand to hold, a warm, welcoming presence when things inevitably turn ugly. It’s the freedom to just be normal when everything else in his life spirals into stranger and more stressful missions.

“Richard is being insufferable again. I do not understand his incessant need to know everything about my life.”

“Oh? What’s he done now?” 

“I was subjected to an hour long interrogation about my love life, like it’s any of his business. It’s infuriating!”

“Ugh, tell me about it. I get the same thing from Jazz, constantly. It can be suffocating.” Ellie says as she curls herself tighter into his side. “But it’s just how they show they care.”

“Yes, well, sometimes I wish he wouldn’t—”

“Hey!” Ellie pushes herself up to glare at him, punctuating her shout with a soft whack to his arm for good measure. “What have I said about using that word?”

“Yes, yes,” he placates with a roll of his eyes, “‘Be careful what you wish for.’ I apologise, it won't happen again.”

“Damn straight it won't.”

She maintains eye contact with him for a second longer before tucking herself back into his side, squirming around with a long, contented hum that Damian can feel rumble through him. He smiles and doesn’t complain even when he has to shift to give her more room after a particularly strong elbow jabs him in the ribs. It means leaving the warm patch on the couch, but he’s rewarded with another long, happy moan as she settles and Damian can’t bring himself to mind.

Ellie constantly makes noises. Little mews and hums and laughs and songs known only to her. It reminds him of a cat, sometimes. He likes it. It calms him down; it means she’s happy, so he's happy.

They settle back into the cushions and Damian lets the subject drop, not wanting to spoil the moment. Outside, the wind changes direction and from where he’s laying he can watch as the snow starts to come down thick and heavy. Hopefully it’ll mean a quiet night's patrol.

“Is that why you haven’t introduced me yet?”

“What?” He can't help it, he stiffens at the thought of losing his secret, of the scrutiny he'll be inviting if he lets anyone know.

“Are you worried I’ll embarrass you?”

Damian’s eyes snap down quick to reassure her, only to see her light, teasing grin. He lets out a breath of relief. It figures she wouldn't worry about that.

“Of course not, don’t be absurd. You could never embarrass me.”

“I don’t know,” she muses, her voice taking on a dangerous lilt, “that sounds like a challenge.”

“Believe me, having been subjected to Father’s Brucie persona at every gala I’ve been to, it would take a lot to embarrass me.”

“Alright, bet. I’ll get you, just you wait.”

“You’ve already got me.”

She flicks him on the nose. “You’re such a sap.”

He hums his agreement, enjoying the tinkling sound of her laughter. And then, before he can think otherwise, he asks, “Is that why you haven’t introduced me?”

“That’s different,” she scowls. “You know how hard it is to get there, there’s no signal, and Danny only gets a break like—oh, Ancients!”

Damian gets another elbow to the ribs as she bolts upright, a manic grin on her face that has him laughing.

“What is it?”

“It’s the holidays! It’s nearly Truce Day! You know I said I had a family thing around Christmas?”

“Yes?” 

“Well, do you want to come to it? I can introduce you then! I mean, it’s going to be a bit formal and you’ll have to meet everyone, not just family. There’s going to be some banquets, you’ll have to sit through some long speeches and you have to be on your best behaviour at all times, okay? Absolutely no fighting, it’s called Truce Day for a reason!”

“What?”

“Yeah, it’ll be perfect! I think Jazz is going in a couple days earlier to help with the preparations, so I’ll get her to let Danny know—and fair warning, he will try to give you the shovel talk, but this is great! It’s Truce Day, so he can’t actually do anything about it!”

“I’m sorry, but you're going to have to explain a bit.”

“Yeah, I know, it’s a bit much—but that’s family, right? Danny can get pretty protective over me, which is why going on Truce Day is the best time to do it! He can’t even command the Fright Knight to stab you! It’s genius!”

“Ellie, what?”

“Like, yeah, sure, he’s the king, but even he has to obey the rules of Truce Day—and then once you’ve spent all day with him, he’ll see that you’re a fantastic, wonderful, kind, brilliant, smart, strong, capable person and he’ll get over himself and everything will be good!"

Damian collapses down onto the couch, the wind knocked out of him. This is… He had not expected anything like this at all. For all that Ellie talked about her family, she had never mentioned this.

“Did you… did you say your brother is a king?”

“Yeah! High King Phantom, have I…” The manic grin slips off her face as she turns round and notices Damian. “Have I not mentioned that before?”

“No. No, you have not.”

“Ah. Sorry. Probably should clarify that I’m also a princess.”

“Right. Yes, that follows.”

“And I’m not really his sister, I’m his clone.”

“What?”

Damian blinks and tries to say more, but he has no idea what he’s meant to do with… any of this information. 

Normal. He thought she was meant to be his normal. Nothing could have prepared him for this.

Not that it changed anything, of course, of that he was certain. It’s just… a lot to take in. Overwhelming. But it's okay! He takes a deep breath, and another, and a sense of calm washes over him. Ellie makes one of her little hums as she cocks her head to the side to consider him and he can't help but relax at the normalcy of the sound. It'll be okay, he's dealt with stranger and he can deal with this.

“I’ve, uh… I’ve told you that we’re half ghosts, though, right?”

“What?”

[epiphainie]

i don't see us getting further information about bucktommy's relationship in 7x10 (like calling each other boyfriends or haphazardly breaking up) simply because i don't think they know what they want to do in season 8 yet. they tested the waters with tommy's first four episodes and brought him back for the last two episodes to establish his presence a bit more but why would they write themselves into a corner with no farsight yet when they could instead leave it at this ambiguously good place which gives them more creative room for s8?

this way they could direct that storyline any way they want depending on what they wanna explore with it - maybe they'll wanna pick it up from the dating stage or it could be that they're established boyfriends once they come back. they could go with tommy being buck's big love or that despite buck wanting to exploring this with tommy it not working out etc. i think they have a lot of more things to consider with buck's romantic arc now, not to mention for how much and how long lou can commit to the show, that they'll want to take their time figuring that all out.

[todayisafridaynight]

[wayfinderships]

Goodnight Gamers👍 Someone remind me to make Peppermint an official f/o tomorrow lest I get too busy and forget-

[alumirp]

Angel of Death and her God

a story about a fem!law whose city was never destroyed. Her father found the cure for the amber lead syndrome and everything is okay. But instead of just being a doc like her dad,  it turns out she becomes a nun in the church where that one sister is also a nun. She stills knows a lot about medicine and helps the nuns with their health and also the kids in the school or in the church orphanage. She's living well and peacefully. Flevance is a rich island, her family is doing well and everything seems to be perfect. Until, of course, some pirates pop outta nowhere and attack the convent and kidnap some nuns bc ofc they do, they are pirates, right? So when the navy just doesn't even try to get them back, Law takes the matter in her own hands and goes to the sea on a stolen ship, ready to track the pirates and get the nuns back home safely. She goes island to island looking for them and collecting information about this crew and discovers that they are actually just a part of the Donquixote Crew, who's famous for selling slaves. Guessing what end those nuns can have if she's not fast enough, Law starts to target all of the members of the Donquixote she can find, searching for someone that can tell her where they took her friends. At some point she finds a group of them who are transporting something that seems important so she obviously has to steal. Is the ope ope no mi and she is fast to eat it; it is a powerful and very useful akuma no mi that she can use very well. The news about her spread quickly, it's not everyday that you see a nun with a big ass sword (dont ask me when she gets it) dismembering people while alive and targeting one of the most powerful crews in the seas. She gets the name of ‘Sister Death’ and since she has no crew or jolly roger, the navy think she's just a bounty hunter or just some crazy woman, so they actually don't pay attention to what she does and leave her alone. Some months later she found her way to the Grandline, heading to Sabaody, seeking the nuns in that one auction house. Its when she stumbles with him, the devil himself incarnates as a god in a man’s body, pirate king Monkey D Luffy, the man that can be her salvation just as much as he can be her danation.

[dumb-ghost-child]

My girlfriend’s taken to calling the reaper leviathan (from Subnautica) Iroh for. Unknown reasons.

This lead to a WONDERFUL interaction where she sent me a video, because she’d built her base just above the surface in said leviathan’s area, so, in her words, “UNCLE IROH IS TRYING TO BREAK INTO MY HOUSE”

[blaithnne]

Thought I’d finally explain their beef. They eventually reach a sort of truce and become frenemies

[sillyfudgemonkeys]

Roku: *has multiple opportunities to confess to Ta Min but never FUCKING TAKES IT*

Me: If I was Kyoshi I would've ripped through the walls of the Spirit World and just fucking suplexed you until you stopped breathing.

[heroic-hope]

Update on my missing plushie...

I found Glitch curled up in the corner with with my favorite cat plushie? I think something's wrong... she's not talking to me. I bet that bitch Slone did something again.

[coquelicoq]

i refuse to feel responsible if my friend's relationship ends up being a bad idea even though there was a period of time in which he would have broken up with her if i had told him to and i didn't. because that is too much power to have in someone else's relationship. he needs to make his own decisions and if they turn out to be mistakes that is not on me.

[cornerihaunt]

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[firstbreathofwinter]