#I hope this is alright!

[mifu-mifuart]

HOW ABOUT TWO YUUSONAS??

Yuu siblings!

Because I haven't decided what gender I want for my Yuusona..

Mifu - the positive spirit of the team. Shiro - rationality and common sense.

Sketches below👇

[zerokrox-blog]

@steddieas-shegoes @newgrangespirals  

I hope this is too your liking! I tried to make it more angry but I don’t think I quite got it. But anyway, I tried to make it as good as I could. (I literally rewrote this like 5-6 times and it still feels..not angry enough) Based on this post  The silence around the table was deafening as Murray finished talking. The man looked so proud of himself, telling all and sundry about how he had gotten Nancy and Jonathan together. Nobody could move and no one breathed. Nancy and Jonathan had gone pale, and she kept looking at Steve who had gone so still and silent, hand outstretched for the mashed potatoes in front of him. His face had a weird look as if mentally calculating something and suddenly it changed to one of furious understanding and anguish that made her sit still. 

Then in the silence, seemingly not realizing the can of worms he had just opened, Murray turned to Steve and Eddie, “and you know you two are cute. But the pining is getting annoying, like you could take us all out of the misery by dating or even just something! Just ask-” “How fucking dare you?” Steve’s voice was cold and low with barely suppressed rage. He straightened up glaring at Murray who finally took in the faces around him. Jonathan and Nancy’s white faces, the pure shock on Joyce and Hopper’s faces. Robin, and the kids looking uncomfortable. Eddie looked terrified. Wayne was stiff and furious. 

“C’mon man, you can’t be serious?” Murray was shocked. “There is nothing wrong with me trying to get you together man! Listen, I helped get Jonathan and Nancy together as well as Hopper and Joyce. They are thriving-” 

Steve held up his hand voice hardening further, “what is your problem? I was with Nancy at that time which you knew about and you facilitated her cheating on me and you think I should be happy? You think I should be grateful? Now to make matters worse you are so casual about telling people about Eddie and I without knowing if these people are safe? Are you crazy? What is your problem?”

 Steve stood up, anger pouring off of him. Before Murray could say another word, Steve continued to rant, “you come here acting like some god, thinking that we all owe you shit when you barely know the people here and continue to treat us like little lab rats to get your fix! Stop trying to get people together, you're not a matchmaker! Nor are you in a relationship yourself! You barely know anything aside from cooking and maybe a few conspiracies! And you definitely don't know anyone here aside from Hop and Joyce! That isn’t enough people to be making the assumptions you’ve made. Most importantly, you are sitting here proudly, PROUDLY telling people that you helped Nancy and Jonathan get together KNOWING she was together with me! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU!?” Steve started to walk away, but he paused just past Murray, he turned back and looked directly at him, “you don’t know me nor do you know Eddie. You don’t know him, who gave the right to demand he dance to your tune like a monkey? What if he isn’t gay? What if he actually hated me? What if he is dating someone else? Who are you to come here and force him to come out like that with no warning? Who are you to make him feel unsafe around the only people who understand him and what he went through over spring break? WHO ARE YOU TO TELL HIM IT’S OK TO CHEAT JUST BECAUSE YOU GET OFF ON HURTING TEENAGERS YOU BARELY KNOW? You disgust me.” Steve glared at Murray and snorted when the man didn’t say anything, seemingly finally realizing what he had done. “Yeah that is what I thought. I hope you know that I will not forgive you for endorsing Nancy cheating on me. I don’t forgive you for taking away my voice in trying to set Eddie and I up and telling people that he is gay without his permission. Fuck you Murray, go to hell.” He started walking away, and when Nancy reached out for him he jerked himself away. “You stay away from me. You and Jonathan stay the fuck away from me. I trusted you both and I shouldn’t have. I never told anyone half of the shit you both did to me. Stay away from me.”

Nancy retracted her hand feeling hurt. 

Eddie stood up, after the shock wore off and looked coldly at Murray, he said, “Aside from literally telling everyone to give you a pat on the back for helping Nancy cheat on Steve, and making me very uncomfortable by outing me like that, I hope you will not do that to anyone else, do you understand me? He waited until he got a nod from Murray, he looked at all of the people around the table, his eyes landed squarely back on Murray and stated firmly, “I don’t care one way or the other at this point, but Steve and I have been together for several months now. We don’t and never will need you to put us together. If you have any problems with that, take it up with someone who cares.” 

Murray looked pleased, “see? You two-”

Eddie gave him a sharp look. He moved after Steve who had left, tears in his eyes that nobody could see as he had entirely turned away from the table. 

Eddie left the Hopper-Byers backyard and went back to the Munson’s new house. Steve beat Eddie there by several minutes and when Eddie saw him his heart cracked. 

Steve was curled up on his bed, face buried in their pillows, soft sobs escaping him. 

“Oh sweetheart, I am here baby.” Eddie cooed softly, slipping out of his clothes before crawling into the bed and curling around Steve. 

Steve cried softly into the pillows not moving closer to Eddie the way he normally would. Eddie just held him and hummed softly into his hair, fingers slowly moving up and down his sides. 

It took Steve some time to calm down, and when he did he shifted around in Eddie’s arms and caught the look on his face. “Am I bad? Am I not enough for anyone? Is that why everyone leaves or hurts me? Am I not worthy of love and a healthy relationship?” he whispered, and Eddie squeezed him closer. 

“No babylove. You are worthy of love and gentleness, you are enough honey boy.” he kept his tone warm and soft, gently stroking Steve’s hair. 

Steve sucked in a deep breath, and once he calmed down entirely, he mumbled, “I don’t want to see Nancy or Jonathan for a while. I am so angry at them. And I don’t quite know what to make of this situation. Nancy knew how I felt about cheating because I told her about my parents. And she fucking cheated on me!” 

Eddie nodded and waited, Steve finally looked at him, and gave him a small smile. “I am sorry we were outed like that. I really-” 

“Baby boy, I promise you it’s not your fault, ok? You don’t owe me an apology. It’s not your fault and you don’t apologize for something that someone else’s shitty behavior ok? We can stay away from Nancy and Jonathan until you feel comfortable seeing them again, OK?” 

Steve nodded, feeling safe and secure here in Eddie’s arms. Here he was safe, he could be himself around Eddie, especially in his arms.

[hearse-song]

military whump aesthetic for @straight-to-the-pain

[itsnixderlol]

I invited everyone to a Mario cart pizza party 😈😈😈

Yoo, we hit 271 followers! (It’s my favorite number)

[dezzie-wurks]

Idk if this is aight but like its on a highschool au where the spideys notice the reader being bullied or something?? Just something bout protective scenarios, it can be anything:)

Thank you for asking, Anon! And this idea has me screaming. So I might have to do a part 2, but imma include the mains in this as a headcanon thing.

Included Characters ;; Hobie, Miles, Gwen, Pavitr!

Hobie Brown

Always made it clear you could come to him if you needed help with something, especially bullying.

Was surprised you'd even let someone bully you, or at least without telling someone. Without telling him.

When he first noticed, he was dumbfounded you did nothing. What were all of his pep talks about being your own boss worth??

He quickly put an end to it. Now, how you don't really know. All you know is you didn't see the kid at school for a couple of weeks.

And when you did? They didn't even look your direction. If anything, they were extremely nice.

He still didn't let them around you though.

Told others to keep an eye on you in the hallway, just in case he had more people to weed out for this behavior.

Tends to keep closer to you in the halls if possible. And he makes it possible.

Miles Morales

He's not as extreme as Hobie, with fixing it wise.

He did think it was odd of you not to tell him.. made him overthink if you trusted him completely.

The first time he noticed it, his first reaction was to walk over and start a conversation to ward them off.

It worked for the first time, but the second time, he couldn't help and feel a little bit angry rather upset.

Called you over and got you away from others, asking you if this happened often and why you didn't make an attempt to ask for his or the other's help.

Got it fixed the only way he saw he could, constantly sticking to your side. Like.. everytime you were in the halls he was with you.

He tried scaring them off once.. Hobie laughed. They at least left you alone, though!

Gwen Stacy

She noticed quickly, she saw how your attitude was on the low side after the bullying started.

She felt very protective of you, like.. very.

She didn't know what to do at first, so she was sorta awkward about it. But she understood your feelings completely.

When she saw it happening, she immediately intervened.

Her way of helping was by watching you more often and being snarky to the bully.

Eventually, it stopped, and she was happy it did. She made sure you was okay physically and mentally a lot more.

She cares so much for you. She sometimes lets you get by with a hug even if she's not the biggest on touch.

Pavitr Prabhakar

Flabbergasted someone would bully you, the audacity!

Thought you was too perfect to get bullied. Plus, it hurt when he saw it.

The first time he really noticed is when he saw you crying and got you to open up to him about it.

Didn't go on much longer after he found out. Naturally, he let an admin know.

.. And didn't stop bothering them until it they stopped it.

Makes sure to see you when possible during and after school. He gave more hugs than he already did.

Still shoots you small winks and smiles in the hall when he sees your smile or just in general. He's happy knowing you are too.

[whimsical-roasting]

I’m so obsessed with your smutty Jamie thoughts… like they’ve consumed all my brain space if you wanted to share some more (specifically those switch/sub ideas you’ve mentioned before hehehehe)

hii you are so cute, of course it's sub!jamie time.. sorry it takes me a min to reply to requests but i always love getting them, like damn yall wanna hear MY thoughts?? why??

anyways i ended up crying whilst searching for a gif...seeing him too sad makes me cry bc he doesn't deserve it OR seeing him really happy makes me cry bc he deserves it so much... i am a mess but i am soft for jamie tartt, my babyboy

oh my fucking god, my mind is filled with filth of sub!jamie

he's an excitable puppy; it's not surprising he'd be a cute lil sub, and everything jamie does, he does well

the man tries so hard in the things that matter, and he craves your praise

first fucking thing about having this subby boy would be giving him all the praise. I physically cannot fathom anything else?? petnames too!! "that's it, sweetheart" "good boy" "babyboy" "mm, you're my perfect baby, yea?" "so fucking good for me"

((my mind is racing all over the place rn so this is incoherent))

he calls you baby most likely, maybe even ma'am - "yes, mam" "please, babeh" (in his accent)

he follows instructions so well cause he wants to please you!!

WHIMPERS. oh god, my baby whimpers

he also POUTS. he's so fucking pouty and whiney with everything, but he still follows instructions. maybe he'd be bratty here and there, but you threatening him with, "you really don't wanna cum tonight, huh" or "i should stop touching you right now" makes him act right cause he needs your touch. he's craving it.

he'd be all desperate, eyes widening in panic as you start to pull away, "no! please! 'm sorreh!!"

i see him sitting up on the bed naked, back against the headboard, and you're just beside him, kissing him and sliding your hands down his chest

you're sucking on his neck and teasing his nipples, and he just groans, hand gripping your knee. you stop and slap his hand away, causing him to pout

"no hands, baby. keep 'em by your side, no touching unless i say so", you instruct. cause you know, and he knows it's harder for him to keep his hands at bay through self-control compared to restraints, but frankly, you don't care what he prefers cause he's bound to listen regardless

he whines in response, and you shoot him a look so he sheepishly corrects himself, "yes mam," and the pleased smile you give him has his chest feeling warm and his stomach a lil giddy

you continue kissing all over his face, jaw, neck. peppering kisses and praises that he EATS UP... it goes straight to his dick. "so pretty" "my handsome boy" "gorgeous"

you shift further down his body and get him to lay down on the pillow, sucking on his nipples and stroking his dick

all he can do is whine. his jaw is tense from trying to keep his hands by his side, and he tries to focus on breathing, but when you moan around his nipple and lazily half-stroke his dick, his focus is fucked

you start kissing down his stomach, and poor boy is already leaking some precum

"so eager, baby? for who?" "y-you" "hmm, why?" you ask as your thumb spreads his precum around the head of his dick, teasing his slit and causing him to hiss

"w-want you, babeh. please." "i dunno...are you gonna be good?" "so good, i'll be a good boy," he says with urgency in his voice

you straddle his chest so your ass is practically in his face. he can practically smell you... god, he wants a taste, but he can't quite reach, and he fucking hates it.

he settles for moving his head to the side, gently kissing your thighs. the kisses make you groan softly, and he can feel your hot exhale on his dick, involuntarily causing him to whine and thrust upwards

you just coo, "awe my needy baby," before licking the head of his dick.. his breath hitches

you start going down on him, providing the sloppiest head paired with "taste so good, babyboy" "all mine, right?" "lemme hear you, angel"

he ends up moaning and whining louder as you get so into it

your body is moving with you, and i bet your pussy ends up bumping his nose once or twice, so he just feels your wetness on his face

he wants to devour you so fucking bad, but you said no touching and the thought of you stopping what you're doing right now has him too scared to risk it

his hand comes up to grip the pillow. his eyes are squeezed shut, mouth open in pleasure as he's whimpering, "c-close, 'm cl-close"

and then you just stop. suddenly his dick feels very wet and very cold from the absence of your mouth. he wants to cry

he gives out a teary plead, "noo", and you give a hoarse reply "do good boys complain?" "b-but i-" "answer me, baby. do they complain?" and you get a quiet but obedient "no."

"are you a good boy for me?" "..yes mam", and you kiss his thighs as he pouts from you edging him

there's a beat of silence as you're caressing/kissing his thighs before you say, "d'you wanna taste?" shaking your hips in his face, and though you can't see it, his eyes light up, and he's nodding eagerly

"yes! lemme taste, please" he sounds so eager, it makes you chuckle. he blushes at the way he sounds so desperate for you; he's kinda thankful you can't see his face

"make me cum, yea? then i'll consider letting you finish. got that, angel?"

he's wrapping his arms around your thighs and pulling you down onto his face before you hear a muffled "yes, mam"

he'd eat you out with such fucking devotion. entire face dripping with your wetness. moaning into your pussy. honestly, he'd be so into it, slurping and lapping you up. his dick is leaking precum again.

you give him so much praise!! "god, you're so cute" "just like that baby" "good boy, fuck- that's it, eat me out" "so perfect darling, my darlin boy" "use that tongue"

i could go on and on... this is too long already, and we haven't touched on sex position, but that'll be next time,,,,,, AFTERCARE

okay aftercare!! he's super clingy, so you can't leave the room for too long, or he'll start calling out for you all pouty

you'd clean him up, maybe run a shower, but you'd be the one washing off his body and drying him off

i see him as being tired and cuddly too

you'd be caressing his cheek and kissing his forehead and he'd look up at you with sleepy, big eyes (maybe like the gif) and ask, "did i do good?"

and you're like "so good, angel!! so good. you were the best for me" "always the best for me, you're perfect baby", and he just beams up at you, snuggling into your chest further

"i love you so much, love", you say playing with his hair and kissing his head. he's tracing patterns on an exposed part of your torso where your shirt's ridden up

he gives you a tired but soft "i love you more"

you grin noticing how he's slowing down his fingers as his body feels heavier against you, "i love you the most" and he's drifted off against you

[theloveinc]

Please I need more of shy dating app shinshou 😭

hmmmm, i don't really know what to say!!

i think it's a little bit weird because... you honestly don't expect it to work out so well with him. not that you didn't want it to, but dating app relationships never go *this* well, right? so the fact that it made it to the point of meeting is. almost shocking.

(but he's the only guy who's ever made you laugh through a screen, much less gotten you flustered... the only one who's ever offered you so much of his free time, too, you wonder: does he ever sleep?, alongside all these oaths of pleasure: is he lying?)

but like... then you meet, and he actually is who he says, and you're who you say (and much, much MORE)... so there comes this sudden shyness when that fear, the only fear left between you, now that you've been talking so long, is assuaged.

but you know that thing that happens when... you both KNOW you're into each other and the tensions are high w/ attraction but neither of you know how to actually light the spark to let it all unleash?

THAT'S how it feels when you're finally w/ shinso irl. so different than when online ... but not because he feels or thinks differently, but because he doesn't want to come off too strong too fast and scare you off. like a persona is one thing, of course, but actually fucking u on the first or second date? teasing you til you're giggling and hot.... IDK. it feels a little... impolite, doesn't it?

but he's nothing but a gentleman, and it's an... interesting surprise. not bad, far from it, but.............. suddenly his cool, sly and funny nonchalance that tickles you through text has become........... handsome, thoughtful and intense in a way that makes your pelvis tight.

like, who is this sexy man??? who's taking your hand and kissing the back of it, opening the car door for you, putting his jacket around your shoulders after the meal and looking at you so intently every time you speak.

and it's good, SO good, but scary too because he's quieter than before, quieter than when you've been on the phone. and maybe that means he's not actually that into you after meeting you after all? just trying to get through it?

BUT NO. people said this in the tags of the initial post (and god bless them for it), but he's just ALSO in shock. at your beauty, your manner (i read too much early modern lit these days get me out of here), everything... and the whole date feels like the best thing to ever happen to him, even if he can't bring himself to express it, or address (to himself) how tight the crotch of his slacks got when he accidentally got a look down your fancy top.

so he comes off as shy! Poor guy!!!

.....................even if he does text you about going on a second date as soon as he gets home from dropping you off (and giving you a kiss on your cheek). and then tells you about what your little outfit was doing to him the WHOLE NIGHT.

(and yes, he smiles the next date. i promise).

[sandisjustsad]

HI OH MY GOSH I LOVE UR STYLE SO SO MHCH AND I SEE UR ASKBOX IS OPEN SO AHHH!!!

SKYWARP OR STARSCREAM …??? G1 … OR WHICHEVER RENDITION U WANT/WORKS W U!!!

HELLLOOOOOO!!!!!! :DDDD THANK YOUUU SOOO MUCH!!!! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) YAYYYY yayy YAYY!!!!!

It's silly time ⏰⏰⏰⏰

[sillyjokes]

"It was only one ... or two..."

𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗋𝖾𝗇𝗌 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝗀𝖾𝗍𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖼𝗅𝗈𝗌𝖾r and closer. 𝖧𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝗈 𝗍𝗂𝗆𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗂𝗇𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗀𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗋𝗌𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇. 𝖲𝗁𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝖽𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗄, 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝗂𝗍. 𝖧𝖾 believes he 𝗁𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖼𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗄𝖾𝖾𝗉 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈𝗅 like this, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 away from him. "𝖮𝗁 𝗀𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍! 𝗂 𝖼𝖺𝗇 𝗎𝗌𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗌 𝖺 𝗁𝗈𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗀𝖾 𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝖾𝗍 𝖺𝗐𝖺𝗒 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌." 𝖧𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝖾𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝗈𝗆𝖺𝗇 𝖻𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝖼𝗄 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺𝗇 𝖺𝗋𝗆, 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗆 𝖿𝗋𝗈𝗆 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝗃𝖺𝖼𝗄𝖾𝗍, 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗇𝖽 . A half of dozen police cars pulls up. "𝖭𝗈𝗐 𝗂𝖿 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝖽𝗈��'𝗍 𝗌𝗍𝗋𝗎𝗀𝗀𝗅𝖾 𝗂 𝗐𝗈𝗇'𝗍 𝗄𝗂𝗅𝗅 𝗒𝗈𝗎. 𝖲𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗌 𝖿𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁? "

[clubclassiccs]

ELLIE GOULDING // higher than heave photoshoot/visualizers

꒰ for anon

[ssolessurvivor]

@reidinthedeep continued [x]

Nobody said recovery would be this hard. Nobody said anything about pain being untouchable. Nobody allowed him to die. Two weeks in suicide watch sort of helped with that, plus his niece and nephew. At least he could stay up all night in his private room when his phone started vibrating. He didn't immediately recognize the name and number but answered anyways.

While he had a moment of blinking in confusion as he listened to the rambling on the other end, it finally clicked: he just needed a minute of hearing that voice to register. Logan exhaled and winced from the pain underneath the bandages and tape.

"Matthew?" He asks, feeling a warmth followed by worry in his gut. "I-I mean, I never knew if they told anyone. This, it's all very hush hush. But I guess it's all leaked now, or from what limited news I hear." But he pauses and bites his lip, hearing that hopeless tone makes him sad. "I'm ok...better now that you called." Which was true, he was smiling at least now.

[hvneymelons]

Closed Starter: @jiakim

“Okay, okay, I’m going to need you to stop for a second.” Leandro said overwhelmed with the information already and all he had written were five things. His binder spread open over the dining table as he hurried to write down all the names and the details of where and how it was applied. “So you’re telling me there's really needs a device to help curl her already curly lashes? This is so absurd. Honestly, I think at this point they’re just making products to take your money. There's literally no way, Jia. None!”  With Guadalupe’s new found interest in makeup and nails, Leandro was doing his best to update his daddy/daughter binder. Somehow he hadn’t anticipated age ten to be the prime time for female evolution - seriously hoping that he had at least two more years before it all began. Or at least until she actually entered high school. The period talk had already been devastating enough, and even that he’d had help with.  “I’m going to need a second job at this rate.” he joked, shaking his head in dismay. The children were off to bed already, so at least he didn’t have them adding on to his current stress. A breather was well needed. “You want some wine?” he asked, standing up and heading for the kitchen, “I need a pick me up. And some adult conversation for the next five minutes before we get back into the chaos.”

[the141ghost]

@kingfishered from xxx

' classics - muse a tends to muse b’s wounds with more care than necessary [from soap] '

It wasn't news to anyone that Ghost was a terrible driver.

When he was behind the wheel, everything that was in the car's way was merely a speedbump, people included in that.

But, stupidly enough, it wasn't the driving that had left the most damage. Of course, when the airbags didn't deploy upon crashing and he took a straight shot of the steering wheel to his face, it did smart a bit, even through his mask.

No, it was the mad dash he then had to make to exfil which was what really took him down a peg.

With his ears still ringing from the collision, he'd fallen from the---violently smoking---truck and landed right onto his elbow. It definitely did more damage than he cared to think about, beyond shredding his skin until he felt wetness drip down his arm.

Getting jumped by the enemy barely seconds after he'd found his footing... Well, that surely didn't help, either. The attacker got a good couple of slashes to his forearm before Ghost could take him down, and he might have taken a little more frustration out on the man than he had to, caving his face in on the broken-down car and leaving his limp corpse next to it.

But, in spite of all the obstacles that had been thrown at him, he made it to exfil on time and with his wits still mostly about him.

The medics had tried to take a look at him when they landed, being covered in blood seemed to be a cause for concern to them, but one cold stare had them backing off to attend to matters wherever was furthest from the agitated Lieutenant.

He could deal with it in the privacy of his office, where he would be alone to curse himself for nearly blowing the whole operation because he panicked. He did, however, accept the offered ibuprofen, though it didn't stay in his system for nearly long enough to work before he was hunched over the nearest bin, coughing his insides out. In hindsight, he should have known better than taking it on an empty stomach.

The walk to his office felt longer than he remembered it to be. Though he swore he hadn't taken any wrong turns, the base had suddenly become a labyrinth for him to navigate. Eventually, mostly through muscle memory, he found his way.

After throwing his well-loved first aid kit onto his desk and tugging his mask up over his eyes, leaving it hanging loosely around the crown of his head, he sunk into his office chair with a loud groan.

He massaged roughly at his aching shoulders, eyelids dropped closed, and a deep, pained knit between his brows, before his eyes shot back open at the loud knocking on his office door.

The furrow in his brow only deepened as he shot a glance to the clock on the wall. It was late, too late for it to be work-related unless they were about to send him out on another job.

Somehow, he wouldn't have even been surprised.

"Come in," he called out, voice rough and hoarse, as he tugged his mask back down to cover his face, wiping the dried blood off his fingers onto the fabric of his trousers before he busied himself with the papers on his desk.

[plantamagicae]

@gungnirclad

[ 🌱 ] out of all the events that were offered, the coliseum seemed the most attractive to the young witch. the idea of being able to regain some flight in addition to an increase in power of her magic was just too good to pass up. as a matter of fact, the young girl decided to practice her flight before beginning anything -- she couldn't get too high in the air, however. she still was limited.

she then reached out, her palisman shifting her form into a staff. calloused fingers gripped the staff before the girl leapt in to the air, bringing the staff between her legs. willow took off, wind whipping by her as she took a moment to enjoy the listless feeling of being airborne yet again. hopefully, she would be able to feel this joy again without being tethered to an event.

" alright clover, let's do this... !! "

[cigvrettedvet]

"what do you think?" theo's smiling as she models the dress she's chosen to wear for her and johanna's special date. "i'm wearing your favorite color too." because theo made sure to remember the little details such as that. maybe it wasn't too ethical to be engaging in a secret relationship with your professor but it's not as though it was planned. it just happened and now theo was smitten with the older woman. even though she had been reminded time and time again that this was only mere fun, theo couldn't stop her mind from wondering about the possibility of her and johanna being together. it's a fantasy she wished could become reality. "thank you for taking me out," she then adds, pulling johanna in for a hug and brief kiss on the lips. "i really appreciate it." although she enjoyed spending time with johanna in either her apartment or theo's, it was nice to finally get out and go on a date. it made things feel that much more official, at least for theo. a girl was allowed to dream, wasn't she? // @thursdaygrl

[fcrtheglcry]

@ofbookshelves liked for a starter muse: zahra rai (she/her), 27, exiled queen

 ✧˚ · .  zahra has been in exile for long enough that she doesn’t jump at every scurrying mouse. she knows there are people trying to find her, both on her side and her enemy’s, but staying a step ahead of all of them has meant staying alive. until now, it seems. ❝ WHY HAVE YOU COME HERE? ❞ she asks bluntly, her face a mask. she rests her hands on her hips, the move seemingly defiant, but her fingers inch closer to the knife at her waist. ❝ AND WHO TOLD YOU WHERE TO FIND ME? ❞