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[likesdoodling]

What do I mean by that you ask? Well. I was scrolling through pinterest this morning, and spotted this amazing picture-

And decided I had to draw this. But as Zuko. >:D>:D>:D

This challenge does actually work btw. I can draw Zuko pretty accurately without references after finishing this, 😂

[jeaanmoreau]

📚 this now has a second chapter! go read jeremy's gay panic on ao3

“And then I said, ‘now you have a piece of me with you’, like I might as well have got down on one knee and proposed,” Jeremy whined, hands motioning above his head to indicate the gravity of the situation.

jerejean + bracelet

first attempt at writing jeremy skdjfshdf i feel wholly unprepared for this but here we go!!! ty for the prompt! 📚 read it on ao3

“Got you something.”

Jeremy plopped down next to him on the sand close enough that a couple of saltwater beads flew off his hair and onto Jean’s shoulder. They zapped through his overheated skin in a way that might have had more to do with the way Jeremy’s muscles rippled in the evening sun than the coolness of the water.

He was well practised with not letting his gaze linger too long on his teammate’s body, and rested his muted stare on the backpack Jeremy had brought with him, where deft hands were unzipping the small pocket at the front.

“It’s not my birthday,” Jean pointed out, confused and too curious despite himself as he hugged his knees a little closer to his chest.

Jeremy was ignoring him, folded over his backpack as he rummaged through bits and bobs until he found what he was looking for. Eyes lighting up, he pulled his hand out triumphantly and let his other one drop into the sand between them to lean back on it, torso turning towards him. The muscles of his chest flexed with the movement and Jean’s fingers twitched around his legs. He wasn’t a stranger to bare chests, had been used to men in various stages of undress from years in locker rooms, but Jeremy was suntanned in a way that was still new and smelled like sunblock and sea water and it was an entirely different animal. One Jean didn’t have enough practice contending with to school himself as quickly as he wanted to.

Thankfully, Jeremy was holding something up in the air in front of him in a way that excused his looking in that direction, and Jean’s eyes eventually narrowed in on the brown leathery strings dangling from Jeremy’s hand.

“What is this?” he asked, loosening his hold on his knees to reach a hand up to the object and feel the ends with his fingertips.

“Bracelet,” Jeremy answered easily, grasping at the two ends of the braided leather strings and bringing them together to show him how they closed. “See? I made it myself. Same as my anklet.” And he jerked his chin towards the sand where he was tilting his foot to show him the strappy leather he wore there in the same fashion.

The sight of the anklet, as Jeremy had called it, and the matching one in his hands had something sharp tugging at his insides, and Jean held his breath momentarily as he dragged his gaze back up, unsure of what to do. He had never been one to accessorise. There was no such thing as overt individuality in the Ravens; the tattoo on his cheek was the only thing allowed to set him apart from the rest. But it was a mark, not a bit of fashion.

He took too long, because Jeremy’s face fell. Something softening at the corners of his eyes even as a frown line appeared between them. “You don’t have to keep it if you don’t like it,” he started saying a little too quickly, lowering his hand towards the sand.

Jean’s shot out, fingers resting against the side of Jeremy’s palm as he locked eyes with him. The pause stretched out between them for a beat too long, and he felt his pulse spike as he gently took the bracelet from him and pulled his hand back away from the still slightly damp feeling of Jeremy’s skin.

Eventually, he managed to find his voice again. “Thank you,” he said quietly, turning the leather braid over with his hands once before he let it rest on his knee, then placed his left wrist over it and tried to grasp at the ends.

This lasted for barely a second before Jeremy stepped in. “I’ll help you. It’s so much harder to tie them yourself when it’s round your wrist. Can I?” he offered, his expression back to his usual cheery warmth, and his eyes met Jean’s searchingly, hands up between them again.

Jean held his arm out to him in response and Jeremy reached for the bracelet from him, his fingers wrapping it carefully around his wrist with a gentleness that felt like sharp stabs in his gut. It didn’t take long before he’d managed a double knot, and he gave it a soft tap when he was done with a, “Voila!”

Any French from Jeremy always tore him apart on the inside, but Jean allowed it this time as he pulled back his hand to examine what it looked like. It looked foreign. Something Jeremy would wear. Something he could picture him picking up at a shop and excitedly adding it to his repertoire of accessories without a second thought. On him, it was a starker contrast. Though his skin had managed to embrace some of the California sun since he’d arrived, it was still undoubtedly paler, and old scars still peeked out from behind the brown leather. He liked that the bracelet covered some of the more painful ones. It wasn’t about hiding them—Jean had never bothered hiding the evidence of what he’d endured—but about making something good out of a battleground.

“Do you like it?” Jeremy’s voice cut through his thoughts, hesitant behind the small smile he still sported, and Jean met his warm brown eyes and felt a little too much to put into words. There must have been something encouraging in his expression because Jeremy added, “I think it looks great on you.”

If there was anything other than friendliness behind the compliment, Jean couldn’t pick up on it, and he turned his wrist this way and that, feeling the soft weight of his present around it. “It is very Californian,” he commented, voice tight.

“Well, I’m very Californian,” Jeremy laughed good-naturedly, and he reached up to settle a hand on Jean’s shoulder, giving him a small squeeze. It took everything in him not to lean into it. “And you’re my partner, right? Now you have a little piece of me with you.”

There were a hundred things he could have read into that if he wanted to, but Jean knew how this went, and he twisted every urge inside him until he could pretend it away. Jeremy dropped his hand.

A little piece of me with you.

Jean was incapable of responding to that. There was nothing he could say that would put into words what that meant to him. The little pieces he could pick up and keep with him when nothing else would do and it was all he could have. That Jeremy had given him something was as telling as it felt like the horrifying betrayal of his own head and heart that it was.

He swallowed around all that and managed to look over at Jeremy again, as if a look alone could convey half of that. He closed the palm of his other hand around the bracelet and his wrist and held it close to his chest. “Thank you,” he said again, and Jeremy must have seen through the lack of eloquence because his slightly panicked look gave way to a smile that was a little wider.

“Anytime, Jean.”

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[jazzzzzzhands]

We get it!! The Peanut can Dance!!

Why is nobody talking about the absolutely Bodacious Lingo that Wally is using in the commercial? ahahaha!!!

[ozzyeelz]

Erm WHAT (show us this beauty please)

Yea this is my google and desktop background I prommy I’m sane and normal

[aychama]

I just had a great idea for april fools... dont be too scared you fools

[silentstaresfanficandfanart]

Madeline and Espresso speedpaint!

I hope you all like how it turned out! I made this because I just love how silly they are during the whole puppet show thing I just love these two's interactions so much!

Every time i look at the madeline puppet I start laughing imagining it shaking its stupid little head around ehehehehe-

I hope you guys like it too!!!! It was fun to draw!

[katslitterbox]

YAYYY

Also other doodle

Ehehehehehhee

[f1zhst1ckz]

everyone having a mental breakdown over Artemis's death

Brutus: oh nooo, anyway *head gets chopped off by .. someone :)*

[sa1808fi]

Lucy: Emmet is too tall for me to kiss them on the lips. What should I do?

Rex: Punch him in the stomach. Then, when he doubles over in pain, kiss him.

Sweet Mayhem: Tackle him!

Benny : Dump him.

Unikitty: Kick him in the shin!

Emmet: No to all of those! Just ask me to lean down!!

[estrelladraws]

finally started a new sketchbook!! AND OFC i HAD to draw my girl uzi >:3

[kitsunemakina]

I need some motivation to make something properly like a comic series I always wanted to do

But who cares I still wanna draw memes lol

[ender-of-the-sender]

What's your favourite type of shark and favourite fact about said shark?

OHHH UDHDHFHFHFHD

OKAY okay okay so I have a few favourite sharks but one of my very very tops is the Swell Shark.

They're called swell sharks because, like pufferfish, when threatened they gulp water into their stomachs and can swell to almost twice their size

AND AND AND they're biofluorescent!!!!

Aughhh love them sm dude. Look at his face. He has such a loveable face

[mondaymelon]

STAWP DAN HENG IS SO HUBBY. LIKE UR SO RIGHT I’VE NEVER SEEN SOMEONE SLAY IRL W RED EYELINER N HORNS. HE’S JUST… BETTER.

but on the topic of anime men HAVE U SEEN THE LUXIEM X SANRIO COLLAB. OMF TAKE MY WALLET IM SO BROKE BUT ITS A NEED n have u heard/seen k9 kuro from vshojo? :) 🤫💞😹

me 2 u <3

NOOO DAN HENG WOULD COOK. HE WOULD CLEAN. HE WOULD CARE FOR AND PROVIDE. WE ALL NEED A DAN HENG IN OUR LIVES. where is he. i placed an order for him on aliexpress months ago and he still hasnt arrive oh noooo did he suffocate in the packaginggg...?? (FR DAN HENG IS JUST BUILT DIFFERENT. THE OTHER MEN IN HSR CANT EVEN COMPARE... okay but like j i n g y u a n allll im saying is that i would kiss himm and maybe)

OMOMGOMGOMGOM EEK THEYRE SO CUTE?!??! IF I HAD MONEY IN MY WALLET ID GIVe IT ALL TO NIJI EVEN WITH THEIR SHITTY MERCH DISTRIBUTION RATES PleASE THEY ALL FIT SO WELL WA A A. A H THE COLOR SCHEMES MA T C H

K9 KURO??!?!? OMG. LOVE HIM. WAKE UP eARLY EVERY FUCKING dAY. WHEN I TOLD YOU. I S C R E A. M E D. S O B E B. E D . C R I E D . when i heard him again. actually wild. i was so miserable for the weeks after his graduation but im so glad to see him happy and reincarnated!!! matara chan too heheheheh gotta love vishoujo for it :) i just dont watch streams on twitch very often which is a bit of a shame cause thats all vishoujo really does but yk ill get more and more into it :))) k9 KURO MY BELOVEDDDD <3333 LOVE HIM SO MUCH I WATCHED HIS ENTIRE FIRST STREAM AFTER DEBUT AND CRIED-LAUGHED FOR LIKE THE ENTIRE DURATIONNN ESP DURING THE HORROR GAMES PART WAAHH

henlo. for you <3

[wilmvandrr]

30: videogame

ft. lolbit