#I love this show fr

[thatgirl4815]

Mork has struck such a perfect balance between helping Day and letting Day do things for himself. Despite only knowing him for a short time, somehow he’s grasped much more than Day’s own family that Day needs to feel some control over his life. His mother makes decisions for him in what she thinks is his best interest, acting like his capacity to make decisions went away with his eyesight. Even she doesn’t seem to view him as a whole person anymore.

[thinking-kiwi]

Gosh i really need to sleep but Amy has just left her cellphone behind while going to meet up with Ty in mongolia how am I SUPPOSED TO SLEEP

!!spoilers under the cut for season 11 and later!!

I'm just so upset about how they've been handling Ty's character ever since season 10.. 9? I know it's no use discussing it now that the show is already at season 17 or something but dang... it feels very frustrating to watch an actor who's clearly not having a good with his work anymore on screen.

I'm pretty sure Ty's actor is gonna leave some time cause I googled what was going on in season 11 with Ty but i don't know HOW he goes so NO SPOILERS for me please! (but I do think at this rate all they can do is kill him off)

I'm really missing the usual quick handling they do with characters whose actors are leaving in other shows... this is so painfulllll

anyways, I hope Lou's actress is not going down the same path as well cause I'd be very sad about it!! (I think not cause i didn't find any non-spoilerish info about it, so i'm taking that as a good sign and i'm not googling any further x'D)

[incorrectwastelandgospelquotes]

[bunni-bun]

every time i get my 8 seconds of nat chen in this show, i feel alive* once more 😌 (*batshit crazy)

that said, i've been making steam kettle noises over how utterly fucking precious shaopeng and zixiang are like stooopppp, they are so sweet, they give my heart wings 🥺 zixiang learning sing language for shaopeng and shaopeng being so happy and more open now to him, what if i cried?????? WHAT IF I CRIED???!?!! 😭

and of course, shout out to our murder couple jon and xinjia, world's hottest everything and world's worst assassin lmaoooooo 😆 we love knife play in this house 😌🔪

[palarien]

sketched this out at jury duty actually

[arcanegifs]

ARCANE LEAGUE OF LEGENDS: 2x09 - “The Dirt Under Your Nails.”

[hinamie]

the new jjk cafe fits have been living in my head . no thoughts except yuuji in a letterman

[xnyu09]

die your daughter.

[wishing-well-art]

Hermits in 1.21!

[ruporas]

captain's warm hugs! (id in alt)

[habken]

Idk if this has been asked before but what’s your favorite things to draw? Like do you love making OC’s and unique characters or do you like making fan art of awesome characters more? I’m just curious

I don’t think there’s anything really specific tbh

[kaiser1ns]

#. GIVE ME WHAT I WANT

featuring 𝗺𝗶𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗲𝗹 𝗸𝗮𝗶𝘀𝗲𝗿 𝘅 𝗳𝗲𝗺!𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

fluff. he allowed himself to feel something he rarely did, peace and love because with you he got everything he wants.

happy birthday to my lover boy kaiser !! and happy christmas everyone !!

More awake inside of his dreams, the loneliness suits him better as he remains the only star in this cruel world. He doesn’t know what he wants but it’s not this, these sugar-coated words don't mean anything when he says them with his lips, tongue rolling with venom when he sees the faces of despair, experiencing the depth of a person’s soul when they have been put in their place. The moment people give up and are left hopeless, desperate for salvation, sacrificing their talent for more tedious lives — they are weak, more or less dead.

Impossible. He hates and loathes upon hearing that word coming out of someone's mouth, which makes him want to prove himself even more. Nothing is impossible. He was the weak person who gave up at any given chance, curling up into a ball to disappear and become invisible, embracing what is dearest to him in all the vast space, a planet that shines brighter than any star, emitting its own light basking in the gravity of football.

I don't know what I want but I know it's not this… A blue rose on his neck traced down with chain-like intertwined thorns that made their way to the crown on his left hand. To remind himself, to never again fall into that weak mindset, a dark and deep rabbit hole that won’t lead you to Wonderland but straight to execution, and it's ‘Off with your head!’. A symbol that shows the impossible, he is the symbol itself, not the tattoo.

Was that really you next to me? It’s cold even under the blanket, it's cold because it's winter … But it’s warm when you kiss him, it’s warm when you love him. Sometimes it makes him sad when he receives a gift because he doesn’t know how he’s supposed to react. It’s his birthday and he doesn’t like it. Christmas lights, a decorated apartment, food on the table, and a woman full of love. Giving him what he wants, then again who is he supposed to please?

“Don't you like it, my love? I-I can always return it if you don't…” Kaiser tried to play it off, masking his emotions behind his usual arrogance. But with you, he was different—less rude, less cold. His eyes lingered on the gift he had just unwrapped: golden rings. Promise rings, you had said with a soft smile, assuring him that nothing could ever tear you apart. Yet, your expression betrayed you—your face was full of sadness and regret. It hurt him more than he cared to admit, more than anything else ever could.

He watched as you looked down, fidgeting with your hands, retreating into yourself. You had given him so much more than he deserved. You gave him what he needed the most: a dream to hold on to.

Then, you felt it—his colder, larger hands settling gently atop yours. For someone usually so brash, the touch was rather gentle and tender. He turned your hand palm up, brushing his thumb over your knuckles before sliding the ring onto your ring finger. An arrogant young man with a superiority complex, Kaiser had always been a fortress of pride and self-importance. But beneath it all, he was just a boy yearning to be loved. “I never said anything like that, Engel,” he murmured, his voice softer than you’d ever heard it. "I’m just… not good at this stuff, okay? Birthdays and gifts, they’re not my thing. Never have been."

He tilted his head, studying your face. His usual smirk returned, but it was softer now, almost boyish. Kaiser knows you are doing this with pure intentions, he knows he has ben truly blessed not on this day, but the day he met you. And even if he hides it, you can see the little boy's eyes waiting to hear those three words.

“I love you,” you whispered, leaning in to kiss him. Wrapping your arms around his neck, your lips met his, the warmth of your touch seemed to catch him off guard, and he instinctively stepped back. You both paused, glancing up—mistletoe. A sweet kiss for the birthday boy. A loving kiss for the gift you’d received from the universe. His lips were softer than you expected, and he tasted faintly of your lipstick, a reminder of just how sweet your kisses were. He loves you too. You are everything he could ask for: pretty, smart, loving, and caring. You are his.

As he kissed you back, his hands found your waist, pulling you closer. The motion brought him off balance as he hit the edge of the bed, pulling you down with him. You landed on top of him, both breathless, laughter spilling into the space between your lips.

“Time to unwrap your other present~” you teased as you caressed his face, and he felt the golden ring pressing to his cheek.

On days like this, angels are said to come alive. But you were born one—his angel, his most precious treasure. For someone who believed the world to be cruel, who found pleasure in proving everyone else wrong, you were the exception to all his rules. You made him want to be better, not for the world, but for you. Who am I supposed to please? He asked, more to himself than to you, repeating the question that haunted him. His answer was clear now. It wasn’t about the world, the people who doubted him, or even his old self. It was you. It had always been you.

©2024 kaiser1ns do not copy, repost or modify my work.

[unadulteratedloathings]

Um, Janet ... quick question: can anyone access our search history, or is this an incognito browsing situation like when you're stalking a hot mailman from your work computer?

bonus:

[sugarsweetvirgo]

[timelessbian]

ok but no for real that episode was actually a masterpiece like jac schaeffer you did not have to go that hard but i am on my hands and knees thanking you for your work

[bella-but-not-hadid444]