#I WAS ALMOST FALLING ASLEEP

[funeral-in-progress]

my mom left a glass of water (with salt) behind the entrance door and we live with two cats. you will never guess what happened.

[barghest-land]

drawings from paleo expedition to dagestan, done right on the trip. sometimes messy when it was cold and rainy, but i won't correct it. i think it's cool to leave it just the way it was done, and not retouch it after. there will be more drawings later, but those will be done from home

[queeny-v]

Hello, Darcy!

[palskippah]

I LOVE BROPPY

*gives them babies*

[burningcheese-merchant]

я делаю вещи не задумавшись толком так то

почему то у меня есть мысль , что Спайс очень очень теплый, и из-за этого маленькому Пеппер Джеку было намного легче и спокойнее засыпать в его руках, чем в руках Чизз

дополнительно ещё дочурка и папаня дурачатся

благодарю вас безмерно за комплименты мне правда очень приятно вы моя муза во всех смыслах вы мотивируете меня рисовать и творить что либо в принципе обнимаю крепко крепко

Okie dokie one response is not good enough, you get a moodboard depicting my feelings for your ask and artwork

My face hurts, I'm smiling so much. Haven't done a single fucking thing to deserve people making all of this cool shit for me, and yet here you all are anyway. You guys are all the best. YOU are the best, socksweeet 🫵💯❤️

Next few BurningCheese family stories and/or art pieces I make shall be made specifically in your honor. You earned it. And please KEEP DRAWING THINGS, you are very talented and your style is delightful and simply a joy to look at, and you deserve recognition

[chimckenns]

Morning cuddle hcs!

David ver.

Angel usually sleeps either on top of David - their head on his chest with one arm around his side, or as the little spoon with David hugging them from behind. They need to be touching each other in some way while sleeping, otherwise neither of them would sleep well.

David would always wake up first - he’s an early riser, much to Angel’s chagrin. He would tighten his grip on Angel, burying his nose in their hair as he took a few deep breaths. He treasures the morning stillness. He’d stroke their hair for a few minutes before waking them up with soft kisses all over their face. Angel would stir and open their eyes to David’s warm smile. He’d kiss them on the lips with a low “good morning, Angel”, and Angel would grin at the way they can feel his chest rumble as he spoke. They’d bury their face in his chest and snuggle for a bit as well.

On days where Angel fell asleep on top of David, David would simply wrap his arms around them and sit up. Due to their height difference, it was easy for him to just sit up while they were still on him. Angel would whine and protest, saying it’s too early, and he’d let out a chuckle, kissing their cheek and rubbing their back for a little bit as they buried their face in the crook of his neck.

Sometimes he’d just keep Angel on him and fully stand up, holding them up like a koala as he walked them to the kitchen to start their day.

On weekends he’d allow himself to stay in bed for longer. He’d still wake up first though and use this time to watch Angel as they slept, gently moving a stray strand of hair out of their face. He loves these mornings. Again, he’d softly kiss Angel awake and they’d talk for a little bit as they start really waking up. When they’d be ready to get out of bed, he’d roll on top of them, propping himself up on his elbows, and take his time to kiss their lips and cheek some more. Angel would have their arms wrapped around his neck. After one last kiss on their forehead, they’d both get out of bed and enjoy the weekend ahead of them <3

[guardian-angle22]

911 lone star -> 5.05 tarlos counseling scene pt. 2

[simplydnp]

The Dan in the Shrek shirt and hat is giving “we were being silly and soft still in our pjs in the hotel room” vibes like he looks like he just woke up 😭🥺

lightly tousled for sure. a lil squinty a little flirty a little ruffled. definitely part of how they recovered from jet lag

[lover-of-mine]

911 Hiatus Rewatch and Parallels:

6x09 “Red Flag” -> 6x12 “Recovery” -> 6x15 “Death and Taxes”

[shorthaltsjester]

having thoughts and feelings about perc’ahlia and their could-be-but-would-never-allow-the-other-to-destroy-themselves-enough-to-actually-become-the-briarwoods parallel/foilism. particularly with vex and delilah and potential places this season might go but also just vex’s “it’s like i’m a bad omen” and the fact that like. vex has full awareness of her feelings for percy and alludes to them to him. but then after she has sex with him it is so so compelling to me that vex is like. this is all i can have with him and i’ll take just this even if maybe it’s flying too close to the sun. and something something the shot of delilah embracing sylas after she’s brought him back, looking over his shoulder into a mirror where it looks like she isn’t holding anything at all and just . god. the like oppositional threads of delilah refusing to lose sylas and holding on tight at any cost and vex holding herself so far from percy to deny the pain that would come with losing/hurting him and the like. venn diagram cross over of something is lost anyway.

[dailybill-cipher]

[222] Does Bill look a bit different to you?

[blitzwhore]

And concerning the "no matter what in this world i could give" line from LMW. Stolas has literally NOTHING left to give now, and NOW is the time Blitz starts letting himself love Stolas.

“I’m sorry,” Stolas murmurs one night as Blitzø sets a bowl of soup in front of him at the table. “I… I don’t know how I can ever repay you for taking me in. For everything you’re doing for me. I have nothing left to give. I’m… I’m really sorry, Blitzø.”

“What—” Blitzø blinks, setting his own bowl at his side of the table and watching Stolas carefully. “Stolas, what in hell makes you think you have to repay me?”

Stolas just shrugs, averting his gaze when Blitzø sits down in front of him.

But Blitzø doesn’t let it slide, instead stretching out a leg to rub his foot against Stolas’.

“Hey,” he says lowly, and waits until Stolas chances a glance up at him to add, “I’m glad to have you here. You know that, right?”

Stolas’ eyes widen a bit, so easy to read now that his pupils are always visible.

When Stolas doesn't say anything, Blitzø gulps. His voice breaks just slightly when he says a small, “I… I’ve really missed you. Since… You know.” He bites his lip. “I really thought I’d lost you. And then at court… When I realized what you were doing—realized I hadn’t lost you, but I was about to, I…”

And then he can’t continue, suddenly choked up by unexpected tears.

He breathes past the worst of it, but a single tear slips out as he softly admits that, “I don’t ever want to lose you again.”

“You… missed me?” Stolas asks, voice so low, as if he barely dares to believe what he’s just heard.

“So fucking much,” Blitzø says with a little, choked-up laugh. “You have no idea.” He takes a sip of his soup, just on the edge of being too hot to drink. “All those things you said at the party… I don’t know if you even remember, you were wasted as shit, but…”

Stolas nods slightly. “I… have some recollection of it, yes.” He blushes. “Sorry about that. I must’ve been quite the unbecoming sight.”

“No, I—” Blitzø sighs. Breathes in slowly, and says what he’s been too afraid to say for far too long. “Stolas, I care. I care if you stay or go.” He bites his lip. “You said you wanted someone to look at you, a-and think—you’re the only one I want. And I couldn’t help but look at you and feel… Well.” He doesn’t try to hold back the sheepish smile that tugs at his lips. “That.”

He’s pretty sure Stolas is about to cry, his hand shaking slightly where it’s resting on the table by his spoon.

“I—” Stolas’ voice breaks. He tries again, voice tiny. “I didn’t mean just anyone when I… said those things.”

And then he’s looking Blitzø right in the eyes, his ankle pressing against Blitzø’s with a nervous urgency, like he needs Blitzø to understand.

And he does understand. He hadn’t then, but he does now.

He reaches out and rests his hand on top of Stolas’, because it won’t stop shaking and he really needs Stolas to know everything is okay.

“I know,” he says softly as Stolas twines their fingers together. “And I want to be with you. And hold you. And do all those things you mentioned. I... I wanted to hold you that night too, but I just—I was so sure you’d be better off without me,” he softly admits.

“Never,” Stolas says, no trace of hesitation in his voice. “I could never be better off without you.”

And then they’re both smiling, and Blitzø is pretty sure that’s another tear sliding down his cheek. But it’s okay, because Stolas is tearing up, too, and maybe that’s just what they both need. A little, cathartic cry and some warm soup to go with it.

"The feeling is mutual, birdie," Blitzø murmurs, then wipes the wetness from his cheek. He gives Stolas’ hand a squeeze before letting go. “Now come on, eat. Don’t want your soup to go cold.”

Stolas takes a sip, and Blitzø does the same, warmth spreading in his chest like soft balm. A warmth that has just as much to do with the soup as it does with Stolas. With his smile, his ruffled feathers; with the vulnerability and the love in his eyes. And with the way their ankles stay pressed together under the table as they eat in silence, soft but firm, tentative yet certain.

They've got each other now.

No matter what comes their way, they're going to be okay.

(On AO3)

[tonythmfb]

I used to think how insane it was that Salem called an entire staff meeting about Sydney, who is doing his job fine and just could maybe use some emotional support, while there is an entire counselor, by the name of Soren Baltimore, that is actively trying to kill all the campers and staff.

Then I remembered all the times I’ve worked jobs where my coworkers have all turned a blind eye to someone who poses a legitimate safety concern in favor of ceaselessly complaining about someone who does their job fine but is maybe mildly annoying.

[soapdispenser]

'red string of fate'

[supervisormeero]

Mutuals I just lost track of a house centipede. Mutuals can anyone come over, find it, and kill that thing with fire. Mutuals I’ll pay for your gas and/or a flight to the U.S.

[mothcrumbs]

some pictures i got right after a storm passed through :D