#I do love the color it brings to her

[swan2swan]

They really wasted Sammy in the black leather jacket look on the first two eps of Camp Cretaceous, huh.

Girl would have ROCKED that in her twenties.

[licorishh]

no way she's alive ?? yea those mental health breaks because social media makes people suck are wild huh

[atopvisenyashill]

Fancasts From Atop Visenya’s Hill

-> Jayme Lawson as Alayaya

The girl met him at the foot of the stairs. Taller than Shae, though not so tall as her mother, she had to kneel before Tyrion could kiss her. "My name is Alayaya," she said, with only the slightest hint of her mother's accent.

[shadowofaghost5]

Soooo I accidentally went ahead and made a bunch of fanart for "oh, you're my best friend," by @cottonmouthcandy ? It was supposed be be just Bonnie, but then Shanklin just appeared out of nowhere, which, good for him.

Anyway, give the fic a read! It's a very lovely Gravity Falls Pokemon AU with great writing!

[emilykinncy]

Nancy Wheeler Appreciation Week Day 2 - Relationships/Dynamics - Nancy + Steve

[purplecelestial-buddy]

So, my laptop is covered with stickers, as it tends to happen. And some of them have the ace flag because yes. Which causes some very interesting interactions.

At first it felt like a mistake since: sure, I was a cool kid at college but if I had to get my pc out while at an aunt's or other family members' house it felt like having a target 🎯 that allowed people to either pry into my life or be homophobic.

But then I realized old people in my family aren't that nosy nor do they immediately recognize horizontal lines as flags so I've been fine.

However, whenever my queer cousin shows up I panic because despite him being gay I can imagine him being acephobic.

So anyway, the lessons is:

That I should have fun decorating my laptop because at the end of the day if someone wants to be homophobic they will, regardless of anything.

[pinktief]

knight of the dawn.

[pochapal]

had a migraine all day then sat in the shower for almost an hour rotating life is strange thoughts in my mind and now the headache's gone and i'm also mad

[infizero]

mario & sonic at the olympic games is genuinely the greatest thing on earth i hope they never stop making them

[wurm-food]

if I can’t look forward to my own birthday right now I can at least funnel all of my joy into my friend’s birthday this weekend 😤😤

[baltharino]

Since I remade an old post the other day, I thought a comparison would be fun to look at :3 top row: original / original + new edit bottom row: old edit / new edit

[solalunar-eclipse]

To everyone in the comments begging for a fic about this: PLEASE go read Heart of Gold with Blood-Red Eyes!!! It’s by this artist and features Shadow in a similar dynamic with Fleetway Super Sonic, and it is fantastic.

[moe-broey]

Man I don't even go to Genshin anymore but I see people redesigning that new glasses girl with the blonde mullet and pink gradient and getting rid of her pink gradient like. Do you hate me specifically. Do you hate love and fun

[m-gaydy]

guilty as sin

[tender-rosiey]

yoo rose I started following you a little while ago and I really liked you. I saw that your requests are open and I would like to ask for a scenario where Nanami arrives drunk and his wife takes care of him while he talks about how he loves her I liked all your stories with my businessman <3

unsteady love — nanami kento x f!reader

a/n: so glad that you do, love! <33 hope you like this one too 🫶🫶

kento stumbles slightly into your house, catching himself against the wall before you steady him, “kento… you’re drunk.”

he blinks down at you, the usually serious expression on his face replaced by something softer, more relaxed. there’s a faint flush coloring his cheeks, and he lets out a low, rumbling chuckle.

“I am not drunk,” he declares, his voice slurred just enough to betray him. “I’m... just—” he waves his hand vaguely in the air, searching for the right word. “...enlightened.”

you suppress a smile and guide him to the couch, sitting him down gently. “sure, ‘enlightened.’” you shake your head, amused. “stay put, I’ll get you some water.”

as you move to the kitchen, you hear him muttering to himself. “can’t believe I’m drunk,” he grumbles, almost like he’s scolding himself, “what kind of a husband does that?”

when you return, cup in hand, he’s sitting with his head leaned back against the couch, his eyes half-closed. but when you approach, he perks up immediately, watching you with a soft, slightly dazed look.

“you’re so beautiful,” he says. his voice is quieter, more sincere, and it catches you off guard for a second. nanami isn’t exactly shy about how he feels, but this is a side of him you don’t see often.

“drink,” you instruct, handing him the water to avoid the sudden rush of emotions his words bring. he takes the glass without complaint, but even as he drinks, his eyes never leave you.

after a few sips, he sets the glass down on the table and leans back again, sighing contentedly. “you take such good care of me,” he says softly, almost to himself, “I don’t deserve you.”

you chuckle at the sudden sentimental turn. “kento, you’re acting like I’ve just saved your life. you had a few drinks. you will be okay.”

he shakes his head, looking at you with those hazy, half-lidded eyes. “it is serious. you’re always here for me. always... my constant. my…” he trails off, struggling for the right words in his drunken haze, “you make everything better. I love you.”

his words are raw, unfiltered by the usual restraint he keeps on his emotions. there’s a vulnerability in the way he says it that makes your heart tighten.

“I love you too,” you reply, brushing a strand of hair from his forehead. “now, let’s get you cleaned up.”

but before you can pull away, he grabs your wrist gently, pulling you closer. “no, you don’t get it.” he’s more insistent now, his eyes fixed on yours with an intensity that’s surprising given his state. “I really love you. I think about it all the time, all—the time.”

you laugh softly, though his words tug at something deep inside you. “you can tell me all about it when you’re sober.”

he doesn’t let go, though, his grip still gentle but firm. “I mean it. you make the worst days worth it. you... you’re everything.”

a soft laugh escapes you, touched by his sincerity but also aware of how much the alcohol is loosening his tongue. “I know, kento. you’ve told me before.”

nanami pouts—a rare expression that looks so out of place on his usually stoic face. “but I don’t say it enough. you deserve to hear it.”

he blinks sloppily as he stares at you before murmuring, "I need to marry you."

you let out a soft laugh and kiss his cheek, "we are married, you silly man."

in a once in a lifetime incident, your husband stares at you, eyes wide, face reddening by the second. he looks down at his feet for a few moments, then you see him hum, "that's nice."

his seriousness is almost comical given the state he’s in, and you can’t help but tease him a little. “y'know, you’re awfully chatty for someone who insisted they weren’t drunk.”

he lets out a sigh, leaning his head back again and releasing your wrist, “fine, fine. maybe I’m a little drunk. but it doesn’t change the fact that I—”

before he can finish, he shifts too quickly and almost topples off the couch. you rush to catch him, but you fall with him, and he blinks, disoriented, before breaking into a lopsided smile. “maybe a lot drunk.”

“yeah, maybe,” you say with a laugh, helping him sit back up. “come on, let’s get you to bed.”

as you help him to his feet, he leans heavily against you, his arm draped over your shoulder. you guide him down the hallway, his weight familiar but the situation still amusingly foreign.

normally, he’s the one doing the taking care of—you can’t help but relish this rare moment where the roles are reversed.

once you’ve managed to get him into bed, he pulls you down next to him, refusing to let go of your hand. his eyes, though heavy with sleep, remain fixed on you with that same soft, adoring look.

“you’re the best thing that ever happened to me,” he mumbles, his voice thick with exhaustion and sincerity, “we have to go to malaysia together.”

“sure,” you smile, brushing your fingers through his hair as his eyes finally flutter shut. “goodnight, kento.”

just as you’re about to pull away, his hand tightens around yours once more, and he whispers, half-asleep, “I love you.”

his words are softer now, less dramatic than before but still brimming with emotion.

you watch him for a moment, his features relaxed in the dim light, and feel a warmth spread through your chest. this side of him—unguarded, affectionate, and a little silly—is one you cherish just as much as his usual seriousness.

as he drifts off, you press a gentle kiss to his forehead, letting his words linger in the air, “I love you too.”

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[sharonaparadox]

[Images: fanart of Adam, Eve, Lilith, and Lucifer from Hazbin Hotel. Adam is depicted as a sinner wearing black robes with purple accents, and he has curved demon horns sprouting back from his forehead, long pointed ears like those of a goat or lamb, golden eyes with black sclerae, and a long tail with a purple diamond shape on the spiked end. Eve is a tall thin woman with light skin and golden eyes with black sclerae, dark brown hair falling past her waist as she wears an off-the-shoulder long-sleeved white dress with a slit up the side to her hip and a purple diamond-shaped pendant necklace.

The first image is in a rounded cartoony style, in contrast to the more realistically detailed artworks after it which all also have glowing lighting effects over them instead of the flatter coloring used here. Adam has tiny dot eyes and a vaguely surprised expression as Lilith and Eve grab his shoulders and lean in to bite each side of his face, causing his cheeks to look puffed out. Adam’s horns are significantly smaller in this picture to better show a starry-eyed Lucifer chomping onto the top of his head, drool running from the devil’s grinning mouth. Above and behind them are two large purple and golden eyes with spirals in place of the irises.

The second picture has Eve grinning back at Adam as he holds her from behind, his darkened hands resting upon her waist. Light is shining just above Eve’s ring as she curls her arms in front of her, one of her eyes closed as she turns to look at Adam. Dark circles can be seen under his closed eyes as he presses his face into Eve’s shoulder, his tail curling upward behind him.

The third image shows Adam smiling with half-lidded eyes as he raises one of Lilith’s hands up to his lips to press a kiss to the back of her knuckles. Lilith, who has red curved demon horns in this picture only, is looking to the side away from Adam with slightly furrowed eyebrows and a small frown, her other hand hanging to her side and seemingly curling into a fist at the bottom of the canvas.

The fourth picture has Lucifer grinning and posing dramatically as if he were fainting into Adam’s arm, while Adam raises an eyebrow and grits his teeth in an annoyed frown. A small anime-like vein is popping on Adam’s cheek as his tail curls upward to his side.

The artist’s reblog adds an additional three images, the first of which has Lilith wrapping an arm around a surprised Eve’s waist to press their chests together. Eve is blushing with wide eyes as she raises one hand up to Lilith’s side near her waist and other hand. Lilith is tilting her head slightly down to look at Eve with a slight smile and half-lidded gaze.

The next picture has Lucifer and Lilith smiling serenely with closed eyes as they press against each other, their hands held together out to the side as if the pair were dancing. Lucifer’s other hand is on Lilith’s back as she turns and tilts her head slightly down to rest the side of her head against his forehead.

The final image has darker lighting in comparison to the rest as Lucifer presses into Eve’s side, his eyes closed as he licks a long forked tongue down her throat with a smile. Eve’s face looks to be red as she turns slightly with closed eyes and a wide grin, while Lucifer holds onto one of Eve’s arms with one hand on her wrist. End description.]

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