#I requested this and LOOK AT THEMMMM

[boldirsprites]

aw hell yeah

could I get a really self-indulgent sprite of karkat <> feferi? karkat is transfemme (she/it) with sooper fluffy hair and a fuschia crab hairpin. feferi is nonbinary (they/fin) with an undercut. both have tons of gold jewelry.

here they are! :)

hands

[vivid-dreamscapes]

pls omg a part 2 of the halloween party fic with katsuki where reader wakes up in the morning and remembers everything that happened that night

i loved it!!!

OH MY GOSH YESSSSSS I WILLLLLL. Everyone, see, THIS is a person you should all take after. GIVE ME YOUR REQUESTSSSS, I WILL WRITE THEMMMM (unless they are smut).

Okay, in all seriousness, TYSM FOR THE REQUEST. Having severe writer block constantly makes it hard to write for yall on a regular basis, so having a prompt or being asked to continue smth makes me super happy and motivated! The squeal that I let out when I found out the notif in my inbox was a request and not someone trying to sign me up for something was hella loud.

Katsuki Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Pt.1

Tw: Cursing, hungover!Reader, slight angst, insecure!Bakugou

not proofread!

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . Spooky Season

The sun beamed through the window, light shining directly in your eyes. You awoke with a terrible headache, whole body aching from the night before. Your memory was a little wonky, slowly sitting up in bed and rubbing your forehead. “Agh, my head…”

Katsuki was still in bed next to you, sleeping on his stomach. One arm was slung over your lap as his face was buried in his pillow. He snored quietly, his blanket only covering his lower half.

The stupid wolf ears Kirishima had convinced him to wear was placed crookedly on the top of his head, and his green jacket tussled quite a bit. You looked down at him before rubbing your eyes. And then you remembered. Everything.

"Oh f*ck.” You muttered to yourself, the memories of the night before hitting you like A-Train. You glanced down at the sleeping boy, your breathing becoming uneven. You thought about what he said to you last night. You decided to test the waters. After he woke up of course.

You got up carefully to find some pain killers for your hangover—he always had some on his dresser, a habit, or perhaps just a tip, you’d picked up. All the training caused his muscles to be hella sore, so he always had a full bottle, and eventually, you had started doing the same.

Once you took them though, you looked over to see the blonde boy watching you groggily, propped up on one elbow. Oh shit. Had you woken him up when you got up? Had he just been staring at you?

(He totally had, but had stayed silent because he was just sleepily entranced by you and how gorgeous you looked in the costume he had been too shy to change you out of.)

"Good morning." His voice was gruff, his red eyes watching your every move as if he was a predator waiting to pounce on its prey. He yawned and sat up, rubbing his eyes as he watched you. Katsuki noticed the look on your face and raised a brow. "What?" He asked with a small grumble, stretching his arms up.

“Heyyyyy…” You said almost awkwardly, sitting back down on the bed next to him. You weren’t really sure how to start this conversation, considering it wasn’t a typical way to start the morning, but your curiosity was killing you. “About last night…what did you mean?”

He raised a brow, his sleepy eyes staring at you as he tried to clear away the sleep clouding his sight. He then looked over at his nightstand, grabbing a face towel and cleaning off the smudged the natural makeup look Sero had given him last night. It came off easy—it had been cheap makeup after all.

"What do you mean?" He asked after tossing the towel in the laundry bin in the corner of his room. He seemed almost oblivious to you asking about the conversation both of you had the night prior. He looked at you with a small, tired sigh, and raised a brow. To be fair, he wasn't fully awake yet. Maybe he just needed some time to fully process.

“When you said you were scared? And didn’t wanna fuck anything up?”

It took him a second, but it seemed to finally click in his mind. "Oh, yeah. That." He said, his voice quiet as his face began to turn pink. He groaned and buried his face in his hands, the blush evident on his face due to his pale face. “How much do you remember?"

“All of it. I think.” You mumbled, looking down at your lap. After a moment you snapped your head back up, waving your hands frantically. “Shit, sorry, I should be apologizing for coming onto you like that last night, not drilling you about something you said.”

“No, it’s fine. You were drunk, and drunkenness typically pushes one to act on desire. Hence why people call it ‘liquid courage’.” The blonde said with a sigh, running his fingers through his hair. You both sat in silence, him looking down at the floor, you looking down at your lap. But he eventually broke the silence.

“I was scared if you saw my body…you’d leave me.” He mumbled and you looked up in surprise. You wanted to immediately protest, but you knew Katsuki. If he was opening up, it was best to stay quiet and let him finish speaking before saying absolutely anything.

He exhaled through his nose, looking away as his body started shaking a bit. “I…have a lot of scars." He whispered. But that was an obvious statement, you could just look at his face and see the deep scar on the side of his right cheek, or the burn mark on his forearm.

“And honestly there are a lot of reasons recently swirling around in my head on why you should leave me.” He said, fiddling with his calloused fingers. His brows were furrowed, like always, forming a grumping look on his face. But his crimson eyes glinted with worry, hurt.

He took a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down before letting go of a shaky breath, staring at the pattern on the blankets. “And my biggest reason is that I have severe mental issues.” He mumbled quickly, refusing to make eye contact. He clearly meant all the fights the class had been put through, all of the pain and damage he had endured.

There was a small pause. Then;

"I'm a fucking freak."

You looked over at him, clearly upset he would think such a thing. He wasn’t a freak. Not for having mental issues, or having trauma or PSTD, or scars, or anything from events that would obviously cause such things, or in general. Hell, you and your own fair share of mental issues.

You didn’t even know if he was done or not, but you leaned over and gave him the biggest freaking bear hug you could muster. He looked at you in surprise as he felt you nestle into his neck, followed by a dampness on his skin.

“Why’re you cryin’?” He asked, raising an eyebrow as you kept your arms wrapped around him. He was surprised—he felt like if anyone was supposed to be crying, it was him. That’s what happened in movies and shows anyways. But here you were, letting tears fall over his words.

“Cause I don’t want you to feel like that…” You mumbled against his skin. You didn’t know if this was the hangover or what, but hearing such a strong, unbreakable man say that you made him scared, worried, all of that hurt. Because you didn’t want to make him feel that way. You wanted to make him feel loved. “Cause you’re not a freak. You’re my boyfriend. You’re a future pro hero.”

You looked up at him, wiping away your tears as you locked eyes with his own glossy ones. You knew he wouldn’t let his tears fall, but it was still obvious he was emotionally touched. You gave him a lopsided, hopeful smile before quoting a show you guys had watched early into the relationship. “You’re Katsuki fuckin’ Bakugou.”

“Okay nerd.” He said with an eye roll and a small huff, the corners of his mouth turning up as he tried to push you away a little. You smiled and let go of him, leaning into him after a moment. You could wait however long to do anything with him. Sex included. You just wanted to make sure he felt happy. That you both did.

“…besides, I think scars are sexy.”

“Oh do you?”

“Mmmmhm.”

[dangermousie]

This is one of my favorite drama scenes! The way SH just KNOWS Hwi will come back to fuck things up. The deliciously classist disdain.

Oh, Hui Jae, you will never truly get either of these two glorious lunatics. And SH's fond smile.

I am screaming a lil into my hands.

The way they fall into step. Confession time - I was literally sniffling because this is a rewatch and the way this is later mirrored by their doomed last charge into the palace, once again Hwi on a mad quest and SH at his side, knowing it's madness but not wanting to be anywhere other than by Hwi's side.

The way they run in, in sync and Hui Jae is outside watching - this is so so so mirrored at the end. If I were to make a list of my top 10 sageuks, this one would have pride of place.

THEM!!! THEMMMM!

I love that just as at the end, it's SH guarding Hwi's ability to have that conversation he needs to have.

HJ looks like she's considering requesting to be the filling in that sandwich. I get you, girl.

Gotta say, YSJ and WDH are both solid actors but they never gave a performance like in MCTNA before or since imo.

PS A couple of MVs I love.

Bang Won centric one. Jang Hyuk has never given a bad performance in his life (if I had to pick my favorite kdrama actor, he's def a front runner) but this one was insane even by his standards.

And one for Yeon x Seon Ho. Insofar I had a het ship for this drama, it was them (yes, I was a hardcore Hwi x SH shipper. I can alternaship because I contain multitudes.) A small part is because I am vvvv fond of sunshine keeper of my tattered soul trope but the bigger one is because Seon Ho loved her so utterly. One can debate whether that love was romantic or not (I genuinely have no idea and I don't think SH himself did either) but he loved her desperately as the safe part of Hwi for him to love, as Hwi's memorial, as his one hope for redemption, as the keeper of what's left of his soul, as proof that he's not damned if someone good can love him, as expiation. And it was glorious to watch.

[alicornze7]

HEHE THANK YOU FOR LIKING THEMMMM GIRLIESSSSS

My old art that I did for Apple some time ago HEHEHS

Oh whoops it seemed like I may have ACCIDENTALLY told you on who requested for it ........

Anyways

YOU SEE NOTHING

*slaps some more Ragatha and Pomni arts that I made some time back*

oh whoopsies silly me -- ANOTHER Ragapom slip-up fr 🥺

((pretend that I put my tags over here))

#if I'm not mistaken it was past midnight when I told Apple to randomly give me some random doodles ideas LOL

# or perhaps *I* was the one who asked them to give me some Ragapom doodles ieas

#either way you are RIGHT

#Apple did delivered and cooked with the ideas fr

#and the last Ragapom down below was requested by another bestie of mine 👀

#i was the one who asked them to give me Ragapom doodles ideas XD

#did I do good in giving you a heart attack

#or a ((Ragapom)) diabetes at least

*miniature cackling in the distance*

oh...oh? OHHH??!

MOONY- MOONY ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME???

look into my eyes

*I am resisting to urge to shake you so hard rn*

[cutestbow]

Notes: this blurb is apart of an au if anyone is confused

:Hi guys thank you so much for all the likes and follows, and I am so grateful to tell you that im going to be uploading a lot more frequently I have a lot of ideas in mind!!!!, also remember that my requests for this au are always open so if you have any ideas pleaseeeeeeee request themmmm!!!<33

It had been a week since they had all been at the lake house, and usually around that time the boys would invite their friends and have little get together parties.

So there Penelope sat on the back patio watching all the interactions around her, her eyes roamed before they landed on Luke

He had been talking to someone with a beer in his hand, she couldn’t quite make out who exactly due to people walking in front of her, she sat up attempting to get a better view ignoring marks confused remarks.

Once the crowd dyed down and she got a good view her movements stilled, he was talking to a girl, she was blonde with these ocean blue eyes, penny had never seen her around before but she thought she was beautiful.

She sat back grabbing her water and slumping in her chair before turning her head towards a smirking mark

“What?” She Said furrowing her eyebrows

“Her names grace I think Luke’s been talking to her for like two weeks now” he spoke suddenly

“I wasn’t looking at them” she tried to laugh off bringing the bottle to her lips

Mark just rolled his eyes in response deciding to drop the subject

The more later it got the more people left, the sun had set and it had just been the three brother and couple of their friends sitting at the patio, and grace.

Penny watched as she easily laughed at whatever unfunny joke Luke had told her, she watched as grace would hold his arm Every time she laughed

Penelope was quickly snapped out of her thoughts when mark tapped on her arm, “here” he said handing her a blanket that she wasted no time wrapping her self in

She sat there taking in the warmth before looking up and locking eyes with Luke.

She managed to give him a tight lip smile before looking down again suddenly finding fascination in the blanket she’d been wrapped in

But really it was just an excuse to look anywhere but the way Luke held grace, penny wondered if they’d been dating, it didn’t matter if they were she didn’t care she told herself

Penelope sat in silence muting all conversations around her and letting her thoughts take over before she was snapped out of her thoughts for second time that night,

“what?” She responded harshly at the person, annoyed in that moment

She quickly grew embarrassed as all eyes landed on her, “I just asked if you were ok?” Quinn spoke lowly making penny feel bad for the way she responded

“Oh I’m sorry, yes I’m fine” she apologized , penny rarely got angry or frustrated at anyone so she didn’t understand what’s gotten her so irritated now.

She watched as everyone went back to what they were originally doing and penny saw that as a sign to leave, she quickly got up bidding quiet goodbyes to some of the umich boys and mark before walking inside to the kitchen, sitting at the island resting her head on the cold surface closing her eyes

She had let her thoughts take over again making her enter a tired state, before she knew it she had fallen asleep.

It had been three in the morning when luke suddenly woke up, walking down the stairs after deciding he wanted water

Luke’s steps faltered as he walked into the dark kitchen seeing a very much asleep penny, Luke sighed at her state, had no one seen her down here?, why did no one come and get her?

He walked over to her, hesitating before gently shaking her, seeing that she didn’t wake up he shook again getting the same reaction he did before.

He sighed “what am I gonna do with you” he spoke quietly rarely above a whisper moving a loose strain of hair from her face

gently he picked her up from her position and left the kitchen, walking up the stairs and into her specific room in the house

He softly layed her down on the bed pulling the covers over her, turning the lamp next to her bed off

Luke turned around once to glance at her before leaving

[javierpena-inatacvest]

Because i can't get enough with Javi and Osita, for your 500 follower celebration, could I request #19 with themmmm?

and btw congratsssss for your 500 followers! you have so much talented, i love your writing so muchhhhh you deserved more and more followers ❤❤❤❤❤

Nonnie!!!! Thank you so much, you are so sweet 😭💖 I literally cannot get enough of them either and this one put me in the feels bc UGH I would say this is spoilers but its not because y'all already know how feral I am to give these two a baby mwahahahha

Peanut Butter and Pickles

Summary: When Javi can't find you at the house, he begins to panic. Little does he know, you were just out at the store picking up your new, weird pregnancy craving.

Word Count: 1.2K (GOLD STAR FOR ME THIS IS THE SHORTEST THING I'VE EVER DONE)

Warnings: FLUFFFFFF, pregnancy, anxiety, mentions of food/eating, Javi just being a protective dad to be and literally just the cutest UGH

A/N: I need dad Javi deep in my bones. I NEED IT.

This can be read alone or as part of the It's Never Too Late Series!

Prompt from the 500 Followers Celebration Request!

From the moment he found out you were pregnant, Javier Peña had become an absolute nervous wreck. Not because he didn’t want to be a dad, not because he wasn’t over the moon excited to finally have the family he had always wanted, not even because he was worried about all of the ups and downs that parenthood could throw at him. Javier Peña was a nervous wreck, because there was nothing he wanted more than to give you and that baby everything in life that you’d ever deserved, and then some. Ever since he saw those two pink lines across the 6 pregnancy tests you had shown him almost 8 months ago (because you honestly couldn’t believe it either), Javi was willing to drop anything and everything to make sure you had everything you needed to keep you and that baby happy and healthy.

You generally prided yourself on being incredibly independent, not needing to ask for help on many things because you could figure it out on your own. That all came to a crashing halt the moment Javi found out you were expecting. As much as you insisted that you were more than capable of doing normal things around the house, this man couldn’t even let you get up to get a glass of water without offering to do it for you. You tried to fight it for a while, but now that you were 8 months pregnant in the middle of the sweltering July heat, you had found yourself more than happy to take up Javi on anything he was willing to help with. 

On this particular day, you had found yourself absolutely miserable- your back was killing you, you were absolutely exhausted, and you could not stop eating because you knew you were craving something, but you just couldn’t figure out what it was. You wandered over to the kitchen, for what must have been the 14th time today, opening and closing the fridge and pantry until it finally hit you. You needed pickles and peanut butter. Like, now. Looking over at the clock, you knew Javi would be close to being home soon, and would be more than happy to pick you up anything that you needed. He honestly probably would have been less shocked by this request than your one for tuna and ice cream a few weeks ago. But you couldn’t wait for Javi to get home, and with how close the grocery store was, you figured you’d probably be there and back before he even got to the house and there wasn’t any use in telling him that you’d be gone. Pulling your tank top down over your bulging belly, you slipped on your shoes and grabbed your keys, heading out to your car to head out to the grocery store. 

There hadn’t been a day that had gone by since Javi found out that you were pregnant that he hadn’t come home from work with the goofiest grin on his face. It didn’t matter how shitty his day had been, the fact that he knew he got to come home to you and the beautiful baby growing in your belly was the only thing in the world he needed to make him happy. That smile, however, quickly began to fade as he pulled into the driveway and realized that your car was gone. Trying his best to be rational, Javi jumped out of the car, not even bothering to grab his things as he ran into through the front door of the house. That rational quickly turned to panic as he went to grab the doorknob and realized that it had been left unlocked. “Hey Hermosa, it’s me!” Javi called out into the family room, greeted by the unsettling silence of no response. Making his way down the halls, opening up every door as he passed, his heart began to race, as you were nowhere to be found. Taking one last deep breath before going into full blown terror, Javi took out his cell phone to call you, hoping that your sweet voice would answer and calm his nerves. His call had the complete opposite effect, hearing the ringtone of your phone from the kitchen repeat over and over again. “Fuck…” He muttered to himself, now racing back to the front of the house, his brain flooded with the terrible what-if’s of why he couldn’t find you. His hand shook as he reached out to grab the doorknob to go back out to his car, but froze the moment he heard the sound of the garage door closing. It had been years since he had to carry a gun, but there was something so instinctive about the way he reached for the back of his waistband, praying with every bone in his body that whatever the reason was for the garage opening wasn’t the same reason he couldn’t find you. He waited a few more moments, slowly making his way towards the noise. 

“Oh hey! You’re home!” You grinned as you waddled down the hallway, pickle already dipped into the jar of peanut butter you had opened on the drive back from the store, about to shove another bite into your mouth before noticing the expression on Javi’s face. “Baby, what’s wrong?” Your heart sank to his chest as you rushed over to Javi, standing at the front door with a panic stricken look spread across his face. 

“Never scare me like that again.” He whispered, his voice trembling as he wrapped his arms around you, squeezing you tightly before pressing a soft kiss into the hair twisted into a messy bun on your head. “The car was gone and the door was unlocked- I- I tried to call your phone but you left it here. I thought something happened to you, Osita. Fuck, you scared me.” You could feel his heart rate finally starting to slow as you snaked your arms around his waist, peanut butter and pickle still in your hand. 

“Javi, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you.” You looked up at him as he cupped your cheek, rubbing his thumb along your jaw. “Your child is an incredibly hungry monster, just like her daddy, and I was convinced that if I didn’t go get this from the store this second I was literally going to explode. Although I was hoping that peanut butter and pickles was a less scary combination than the tuna and chocolate ice cream she wanted the other week.” You giggled as Javi dropped to his knees, rubbing his palms against your belly, peppering the bump with gentle kisses. 

“You still think it’s a girl?” He asked, beaming up at you, his mind now at ease as he had the both of you in front of him. 

“If there’s anything I know, it’s that whatever it ends up being, it’s got your appetite.” The both of you laughed as Javi stood back up, planting a tender kiss on your lips before pulling away. 

“Whatever it ends up being, I just know you’re gonna be the best momma in the whole world, and I love the both of you more than anything.” You felt your eyes begin to water, wondering how in the world you had ended up so damn lucky. 

“We love you too, Jav. Now let me eat my peanut butter and pickles before they get all full of tears and I have to go back out and buy a new jar.”

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[captain-mj]

Hi! been reading your PriceGraves and I LOVE THEMMM LIKE THE WAY YOU WRITE THEMMMM EUGH You've been carrying this ship and I love you for it (Platonically)

I was wondering if you could write a lazy morning with them, Graves just wearing Price's clothes which are honestly big on his frame that it looks like it'll fall off while Price just gives Graves the heart eyes and falls even harder if that's possible. Feel free to ignore this if you aren't taking requests at the moment or if you've already done this! Thank you again and have a great day/night!

I was just thinking to myself that i haven’t written anything for them for a while before getting this so thank you!!!

Price woke up slowly. They were on leave, so they could take all the time they wanted. It wasn’t the most natural, but it felt luxurious to just lay there, knowing nothing needed to be done at the moment.

He took a deep breath and felt the weight on his chest. The blankets had been pulled up to Graves’s ears so he almost disappeared.

Price ran his hands through Graves’s hair, hearing him make a happy noise. “Morning, love.”

Graves opened his eyes briefly before simply adjusting to be buried further into the blankets and his chest. “No.”

Price laughed softly and reached under the blankets. He put his hand under his shirt to scratch at his back.

“Fuck that feels good.” Graves mumbled and kissed along his collar. “You look nice this morning.”

Price nodded slowly, but he barely heard him. Graves’s hair. It was sticking up, the bed head so clearly there. His “cow lick”, as Graves liked calling it, was more visible than usual. His face was slightly red from sleep and his eyes were still just a little glazed from it.

“You’re a work of art.” Price kissed his hand and smiled.

Graves sighed softly and got up, straddling Price due to the position they were in. The blanket fell away, leaving him in just Price’s shirt. It fell off the shoulder, exposing the dozens of little marks from where Price had kissed him all over. “You’re a sap. I’ll co”

Price hummed. “I’ll cook.”

Graves nodded and kissed his cheek before rolling over to let him up. Price pulled on some sweats but didn’t bother to pull on a shirt. He gave Graves’s ass a slap before heading to the kitchen.

Before the pan was even done heating up, Graves was there. He put a kettle on, filling it enough for Price’s cup of coffee and Graves to use his French press. His arms went around Price as he waited for it to boil.

Price relaxed as he felt Graves kiss his shoulders softly. He turned around and put his hands on his hips. Normally, he didn’t think much of a height difference, but with Phillip, the way he had to tilt his head to make proper eye contact…

“You’re beautiful, love.”

Graves shook his head slightly, not in denial but in amusement. He pulled him down for a kiss. “Lover boy, your food is burning.”

Price whipped around quickly to keep cooking, glaring when Graves laughed.

[fieldofdaisiies]

AHHH WAIT YOU WRITE FOR RUHN TOO

I just read your headcanons and i freaking love themmmm. Can you write a ruhn hc or fic where you both have "i can treat you better than him/her"??? Just anything angsty

-AduR

hiiii, of course. I have a similar story to that request written already, but I will also do some headcanons. ❤️

Ruhn and you often have this bantering going on

on the outside it seems a little odd, but through what you say you are actually just telling each other how much better you could treat the other other than how are current partners do

both your hearts break when you see the other upset

Ruhn notices immediately when you boyfriend has treated you badly again

the corners of your mouth point downwards

Ruhn's heart breaks at that and once he finally has a moment alone with you he will pull you to him and look deeply into your eyes "did he hurt you?" "did he touch you?"

you nearly always tell him that everything is alright

but part of you understands his anger and his pain

when he looks upset, you also often know the reason for it

you try to seek him out, sliding onto the couch next to him, your hand on his lower arm "are you alright?"

both of you want the other, know that you would treat each other better but still somehow you cannot say the words

something is holding you back, just as much as this something is holding you back from breaking up with your partners

but still, you always to check in with the other

always make sure the other is okay

and also offer a shoulder to cry on when the other needs it

[markmybirds]

A Seven Days Before Valentine Rant

Casual Watcher goes BRRRRT at the colour and naming schemes. I AM SAYING CASUAL BECAUSE some of this is just very "Mar's Theories" and may not actually fit completely with the show. TL;DR: Not just colours, ok mostly colours. BUT ALSO WEATHER!? Ok I'll go back to LITA again. Sorry.

There Are Spoilers Literally Right Away. Tread with Caution. Also it's tangenty and very everywhere. To Start: Hi~ I'm Mar. I'm an Art Historian/Conceptual Artist and Researcher. We must protect Q and Jared. There is a big Colour-Coding conversation about the blues and reds/whites, greys and blacks of this drama.. Which I am here for. Sun = Red, Starts in Black Clothing eventually ascends into white. Q (Sky) = Blue, starts in white eventually descends (Jared?!) into greys and then eventually touches on black. For the Black to White Changing I'm just gonna add that I love the diversity of greys in Everyone's clothing in this. "Why must there be black and then white? There must be ups and downs." -- To quote the song at the end of 7 Days Before Valentine. I know there are a lot of Biblical things about this floating around and I'm here for it. Esp with Jared being named Jared. But I won't cover that much. Just mentioning too that Q is Q for Cupid. Teehee. As I say this and my screenshots of choice are:

Something clicked in me at the Q's real name drop at the end of the series. (Which aforementioned is Sky). Sunshine said: "Erase everything that stops me from loving Rain.." Rain took away Sunshine's love and will to do his job: shine in the Sky. So in turn, Rain was erased because Sunshine couldn't do his job or love Rain because Rain just covered him up in clouds.

With cloud-cover/Rain in Sunshine's way, Sky(Q) was the only one given Sunshine's light (wearing white). Sunshine wearing black to show he is being blocked out by Rain's clouds. Rain loved the Air because the water cycle has to do with the air. However Air is a molecule, and there is a lot of Air. Whereas for Sunshine there is only one Sun. So he was never an option to disappear from the world. Sky was aware of Sunshine because you can't have a sky without the Sun. However Rain blocked him from his happiness. Sky was erasing every request/cloud that got in the way of Sunshine's light, that includes Rain (not on purpose and also by request of Sunshine). However, Sunshine took time to notice how much work Sky was doing for him. As Sun heals and comes to realizations, Sunshine became warm.

Sky takes on the storm clouds that Rain left Sunshine blocked behind so he is in the black when he left, the black we met Sunshine in. I mean. Not that Sunshine is ever in pitch-black. His black always has a heathering to it.

Q/Sky being dreary and upset also always had dark grey backgrounds like clouds. If Sunshine is off-screen you only see a haze of his golden tones but the background is always off-blue grey otherwise. Later in the show (like Episode 11) is my favourite to show gloomy Sky. Whenever Sunshine is in the same screen a golden hue of sunlight is added.

In the same scene, when Q has some sort of hope. Like. Sunshine says "I want to take care of you" Sky's black comes off as grey.

ALSO JUST.. FOR.. ADDITIONAL FUN.. Jared's name means "Rose" or "to Descend". His name is biblical. He also is generally in whites, reds greens and blues.

Look it these twooo~. Protect themmmm!

Just want to add some quotes: "Look at the sky, at the stars." -- Sky/Q "Romantic Kid?" -- Sunshine "I had nothing to do. So I watched the stars in the sky. I became interested in the solar system. I searched for the answers to everything. I wanted to know how we exist on this Earth in this Universe." -- Sky while staring at the Sun.

In the story of Q as a human: "The morning mist and the first light of day was what he remembered." "Icarus" - Sunshine to Sky's story about how when Q was Sky (alive, a human) he worked so diligently and hard to become a scientist and left behind his father. He fell hard and fast. Sky said. Icarus. Sky: I'm close to Sunshine now, will my wings melt? Sunshine: Not yet.

"Q!?" -- Both of them yelling it at each other in episode 12. Hello both were each other's Cupids!?. Also teehee colour coding. Look at that golden colour and them wearing whites and blue.

"Soaring into the Sky, challenging the Sun."

[prince-rowan-of-the-forest]

Oh! I would love to see 3L or 3E with anxceit if you want 💜

Themmmm <333 my boys :D

They look so cute like that, Look how surprised Virgil looks hdjekdksks

Thank you for the request!!!

[elfsyellowflowerzart]

new pinned post time 📌

COMMISSIONS OPEN!!!!!

im sparrow but i also use the name elf online so call me whichever youd like.

i mainly draw my ocs, bg3 (specifically bloodweave and/or my tav, ourish, with astarion), and im getting into drawing flight rising dragons!

i use it/its pronouns but they/them is fine if you absolutely Need to use something other than it/its.

right now requests are CLOSED due to health issues, with the exception of requests of my ocs! go wild! i love my ocs so much!!!!

anyone is MORE than welcome to ask about my ocs i love talking about them more than anything and ill usually draw something in response! and if you request something involving my ocs i will love you forever mwah

oc posts are tagged with 'my ocs' and the fantasy group i mainly draw is tagged 'fantasy ocs' so go look at themmmm

my talking tag is 'yew branch' if you want to blacklist my non art posts haha

DISCLAIMER: i am physically disabled and having a LOT of medical issues and am quite busy with appointments, so i havent been drawing. please stick around i prommy ill have new art when my health is sorted (as much as it can be)

[divorcingjimmatthews]

SOBBING??? CRYING??? WEEPING???? RAE I OWE YOU MY LIFE. LOOK AT THEM. GOD they should've let tom kiss jade come on look at themmmm mm mm 😭😭😭

and lil jade and tobey i'm gonna cry. the yapper indeed im hsfjhsjdhshfhsh thank you so much for doing these requests im holding them in my heart dearly forever look !!! at !!! them !!! aaaaaaaaaaaa

some ideas to potentially choose from !!!

jade and tom kissinggggggg at the bar (s1... or maybe a s3 au where tom is still alive?)

that s3 pic ricky he posted of jade and kenny carrying someone but its just jade carrying jim matthews

jade and tobey either as teens or in their 20s

fake ghost tabitha haunting jade (maybe jim is also there but he can't see her)

WOE

TOMJADE BE UPON YE

The Yapper

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Being Nekoma's Manager

Finding Out their Manager recently Self Harmed

Nekoma x GN!Manager

⚠️ THIS REQUEST MAY CONTAIN TRIGGERING MATERIAL⚠️

Warnings: self harm mentioned, visible scars, talk about mental, emotional and physical health

A/N: This is an Anon request! This is my own personal experience. I went off the ask as best as I could. If you a triggered by self-harm, please do not read!

Nekoma is such a freaking fantastic team!

Seriously one of my top 3 all time faves 🥰

And our wonderful YN is the amazing manager who holds it all together

So like would you be the skin of the human body then 🤔

Ok that's weird Tiffany 😅 moving on

Anyways you are the glue that holds our cat bbys together

Without you they would literally crumble

Who would keep Lev from getting lost?

Who would keep Yaku from killing Lev for getting lost??

Who will steal Kenma's switch so he practices?

Who will keep Yamamoto in check?

Who will praise Shibayama and Inouka????

WHO I ASK???

Kuroo and Kai have most of it in order but there is just something different about our bby YN's praise 🤚🏻

You work so hard YN and the team truly appreciates you 🥰

But you've managed to keep a secret from the team for a while

You can have your good days and your not so good days

Suffering from major depression and anxiety is not easy

While you are able to function normally for the most part

Being alone can sometimes can be a different story

Which brings us to today

The boys are gearing up for Nationals 🙌🏻

We are so proud of them!

Seriously they earned this 👏🏻

You are writing notes when you start to feel warm

You take your Nekoma sweater off

Forgetting one teeny tiny detail 👀

That is, until our resident himbo points it out

"YN hey did you get in a fight with a bunch of paper or something?"- Lev says to you as the team looks at you

At first, you are confused 🤨

Like what the hell is he even talking about-

Then it hits you 😬

The team at this point has realized it as well and everyone is just staring at you

🎶 when they look at me and I look at them and they look at me and I LOOK AT THEMMMM 🎶

Oof talk about awkward

But we have a very teachable moment here YN and we are going to use it 👏🏻

"Lev you idiot-" Yaku says before you interrupt

"Yaku it's ok! I should probably explain"- you say

"YN you don't have too"- Kai says, our considerate king 🥰

"I deal with major depression and anxiety. Sometimes when things get overwhelming, I self harm"- you start to say

"YN"- Kuroo starts

"I know I know Kuroo. It's not healthy but sometimes it's the only thing that helps or at least, feels like it helps"- you say

This conversation is getting too serious-

So leave it to Lev to change that completely 🙃

"I get sad sometimes too YN. But I usually just eat and that makes it go away"- Lev ☺️

Please he's such a simple creature

You 👉🏻😐🤨

Kuroo and Kai 👉🏻🤦‍♂️🤦

Kenma 👉🏻😐🙄

Yamamoto and Fukunaga 👉🏻👀👀

Yaku 👇🏻

You really can't do anything but laugh sometimes YN

And luckily you choose to do just that

"Lev it's a little bit more serious than just that"- you say

"YN how can we help?"- Kenma interjects

You look at him and shrug

"Maybe we could help you look into getting help? Or find another distraction from self harming YN?"- Kai says

"I mean, it's worth a shot"- you say

We all know it's not exactly that easy but it's always worth a try

"You know we love and appreciate you so much YN"- Kuroo adds

"Yeah, I mean look at all the stuff you do for us"- Yaku says

"Yeah like helping getting down the poles from the top shelf when Yaku can't reach it" Lev

You 👉🏻😶 oop-

Kuroo 👉🏻😐😐

Kai 👉🏻 here we go 🤦

Yaku 👉🏻 😃 Lev you better run-

While Yaku is chasing Lev, Kai comes up to you and asks you what you need

He talks to you about getting help and Kuroo promises to make himself more available to help with practice

You smile and give them your choice of gratitude (hug, fist bump, high five, etc)

YN, Nekoma would be nothing without you and they know it

So they are going to take care of their manager the best they can 🥰

[ohthemis]

helloo, can i request a drabble of mc with artem who's a single dad? i think itd be a pretty interesting concept, but feel free to ignore if it's not your cup of tea!!

tot boys’ adopted child meeting mc

characters: all a/n: this post was so fun and im still riding on that high, so im putting a small spin on this request

ARTEM WING

artem, unable to find a last minute babysitter, decides to bring his son with him to the field. as his partner, you arrive on the scene shortly after him.

eventually, you decide to stay outside the scene and watch over the kid instead of engaging with the investigation, much to artem’s relief. 

the kid, despite usually being stoic to anyone other than artem, takes an immediate liking to you.

on the ride home, artem is relieved and also confused as to why this child was so open with you.

“you seem to like mc. why is that?” 

“it’s not them, dad. it’s you.”

“what do you mean”

“i like whoever you like. and you really like mc.”

LUKE PEARCE

luke’s kid is his biggest wingman, not kidding, this kid is doing lukes hair and everything.

when you meet the kid you’re honestly shocked. your best friend has a kid u didnt know about??????

he tells you the whole story and luke’s kid is so much like him tbh. fun and respectful. you also choke because he occasionally calls u mom

his kid knows what hes doing. luke is thriving tbh. good on u, luke, good on u.

“pa! mc’s here!”

“how do i look?”

“good, good! i’ll take care of the shop u go have fun~”

“then im trusting you with this one, kid!”

MARIUS VON HAGEN

his kid will tease the living daylights out of marius. also, his kid will win try to win over ur affection.

his kid will start a fight with marius, only to run into you sobbing, “daddy yelled at me :(”. no shame, gets her dad in trouble.

“at least i made her talk to you! you should be thanking me” <- his kid after you scolded marius. “you little devil!” <- marius after getting an earful from you

theyre both kids at heart, only, one of them is a grown ass adult.

“i know you like themmmm~”

“you be quiet or i’ll throw you out!”

“daddy and mc, kissing on a tree! k-i-s-s-i-n-g!”

“that’s so immature!”

VYN RICHTER

you go over to his place to drop off some files and you see his kid reading a book on the couch. the kid invites you to stay while waiting for vyn, already hearing about you from the doctor.

you and his kid hang out for a while before vyn finally meets with you.

after you leave, the kid is quick to ask questions. the kid isn’t pushy, but he’s definitely asking all the good questions.

i like to picture vyn asking his kid for love advice. the most important second opinion <3

“do you like them?”

“i think they’re interesting.”

“well, i like her. i think you like her too.”

“you might be right.”

[tickly-trashcan]

Oh my gosh yay prompts are open!!!! I’d love something that involves ticklish Ray and lers Emma and Norman! For prompt numbers I’ll give you 5 and 13 from prompt list A, and 8 and 27 from prompt list B. Maybe Ray is being too serious so Emma and Norman decide to tickle the heck out of him. Ticklish Ray is just so 🥺💖💖💖💖💖👏👏👏 I can’t I love him!! Hope you’re having a great week so far and have a great night!

Why So Serious? {Norman, Ray, and Emma}

A/N: back at it again with the gifs! they’re so cute, i love themmmm also thank you so so much for the request, I’m so excited to finally write a fic for tpn! I love Ray sm, he definitely deserves a lot of tickles! i feel like this one is a bit sloppy, i just got really excited writing for it nfdjd sorry about that. anyways, I hope you enjoy this one~!

Summary: Ray, Emma, and Norman have been plotting to escape the orphanage with the other children. But when Ray’s been acting too serious about it, Emma and Norman decide to teach him a lesson. 

Word Count: 1.4k (under the cut)

“Ray, would you get your nose out of that book already?” Emma whined, laying on her tummy across from Ray, her head propped up on her elbows as she kicked her legs, bored.

“I need to see if there’s anything important in here to help us escape, Emma. This is a book from Minerva,” Ray said, flipping another page, completely ignoring Emma and Norman.

Emma pouted and looked over at Norman, who shrugged. She sighed, rolling onto her back as she looked up at the blue sky, clouds flying by overhead.

They had been planning their escape from the orphanage for a while now, but they were still trying to figure out what exactly the books left by William Minerva meant. They hadn’t made much progress in that regard, but they felt like they were at least getting a little bit closer.

Ray continued to scan the book, flipping the pages slowly and inspecting every inch of it that he could find. He sighed when he didn’t find anything interesting or that stood out on that page, and quickly turned to the next one, holding it close to his face in case he missed anything.

“You should put the book down, you’ve been reading for hours now,” Norman finally piped in, sitting next to Ray. He leaned over and looked at what Ray was reading, Ray finally looking up from the book to glance at Norman.

“Can I see it?” He asked, and Ray handed him the book, leaning back against the tree as he crossed his arms. Emma crawled over and peeked at the book as well, but quickly turned her attention back to Ray, pouting her lip out as she shoved his knee.

“You’re being too serious! It’s important that we escape, but we can’t let Mama find out. If you keep acting like you are she might figure out we’re up to something!”

“I’m acting like I normally do,” Ray said simply, glancing back at the book. He gestured for it and Norman handed it back after scanning the pages, Ray quickly going back to reading it.

Norman looked over at Emma who still looked pensive, and Norman sighed.

“Emma’s right, you’re acting way too serious,” Norman said, quietly sneaking up next to Ray, who was still leaning against the tree, completely absorbed in the book.

“What am I supposed to do, act like a total goofball like Emma?”

“Hey!”

Norman chuckled and Emma glared at him, Norman quickly halting his chuckles. They all sat in silence for a few moments, the only sound was the occasional turn of a page from the book. The other children from the orphanage ran around near them, laughing and having a fun time, completely unaware of the reality of their situation.

An idea creeped into Norman’s head after a while, and he grinned. He looked at Ray, who was nose-deep in the book and then looked at Emma, waving slightly to get her attention. Emma looked at Norman with curiosity as he gestured to Ray.

“Follow my lead,” He said, and Ray looked up from the book to glance over at Norman, who quickly pounced on the dark-haired boy, the book flying in the other direction.

“What - Hey, what are you doing!?”

They wrestled for a moment, Emma watching from the side, frantic and concerned at Norman’s sudden attack on Ray. She was surprised, however, when Ray’s laughter suddenly echoed around them.

She finally realized exactly what Norman was doing and her face lit up. Ray squirmed beneath Norman, who had his arms pinned to his chest as he scribbled his fingers up Ray’s sides, making him shriek with uncharacteristically loud laughter.

“N-Normahahahahahan! Stop it!” He wailed, squeaking when Emma ran over and latched her hands on his hips.

“Ehehehehehehemma!”

Ray covered his face in embarrassment, he would never get used to being tickled by his family. Norman snuck his hand under Ray’s arm, making him squeak.

“Stop covering your face!” Emma said, shoving one of her hands underneath Ray’s arm as well, her and Norman successfully making him bring his hands down as he tried to get their mischievous hands away from one of his worst spots.

They pulled away from Ray’s underarms, now going after new spots as Ray tried to keep both of them from tickling him, but to no avail.

“This is what happens when you’re too serious! Tickle tickle!” Emma teased, squeezing Ray’s hips as Norman danced his along Ray’s ribs. Ray clamped his arms down and tried to swat at Emma’s hands, but he could only do so much to protect himself against his ticklers.

Norman and Emma laughed along with Ray, it was always fun to see how sensitive he was to tickling. He was easily the most ticklish out of the three, and once they had discovered that, tickle attacks and tickle fights had become rather common between the trio. Ray was often the main victim of tickle attacks, much to his dismay.

Some of the other kids began to gather around at the sound of Ray’s almost yelling laughter as it echoed throughout the whole area.

“We’ll stop if you promise to get your nose out of that stupid book, right Emma?”

“Yup!”

“I-It’s not stuhuhuhuhuhupid! It’s importahahahahahant!” Ray wailed.

“Hey Ray, what happens when I tickle you… here?” Norman asked, fluttering his fingers against Ray’s neck, making him squeal and scrunch up his shoulders, Norman laughing along with Ray.

“Oh wow, you’re super ticklish here!” Norman teased, smiling widely as Ray shrieked, his face bright red from laughing and embarrassment.

Norman used his other hand to dig under Ray’s arm, making him clamp his arms down as Emma skittered her fingers all over his tummy. Ray arched his back as he cackled madly, squirming from side to side as he tried to fend off the horrible sensations.

“Geez, Ray seems more ticklish than last time,” Emma said, and Ray kicked his leg as she squeezed his knee.

“N-Nohohohot as much as y-you! Dihihihihihimwit!” Ray said, still cackling.

Emma gasped offendedly and Norman clicked his tongue, burying both hands under Ray’s arms again as Ray arched his back, squealing.

“Now now, Ray… You’re awfully cocky for someone who’s so ticklish. Especially considering what position you’re in right now~” Norman teased, wiggling his fingers around in an agonizingly ticklish way as Ray could do nothing but laugh, so hysterical at this point that he couldn’t even get a word out.

Emma pouted, still mad that Ray had called her a dimwit and she glanced towards his flailing legs. An idea popped into her head as she grinned, quickly running over to Ray’s legs.

“Dohohohohohon’t you dahahare! Emma!” Ray yelled, kicking his legs around and almost kicking Emma in the face. She dodged quickly and grabbed his ankles, sitting down on his shins.

“Hey Ray, I heard you liked eggs for breakfast!” She said, confusing both Ray and Norman.

“Whahahahahat the hehehehell do you m-mean?” 

Emma balled up her fist and tapped his against Ray’s kneecap, then spread her fingers out slowly and ticklishly across. Ray tried to kick his legs around to avoid the tickles coming from Emma, but it was impossible with her sitting on his legs.

She squeezed the upper part of his knees now, and Ray just bucked as much as he could without hurting Emma. Norman continued to tickle Ray as well, skittering his fingers across his neck and then darting back under his arms, always keeping him guessing with a few occasional rib tickles or tummy pokes.

Ray’s face was bright red now, and tears were starting to prickle to corners of his eyes. His voice was almost hoarse from laughing, and some of the other orphanage kids were cheering around them as they watched Ray get tickled to pieces.

“Get him, Emma!” Don yelled as he walked by with Gilda, who looked over at the trio, obviously concerned. However, she continued on with Don, a few of the other children tagging along behind them as they went off to play a game.

Ray was embarrassed beyond belief. Here he was, getting the snot tickled out of him by his best friends in front of the other kids… He was never gonna live this one down.

Ray’s laughter eventually went silent and a tear was trickling down his cheek by the time Norman realized that they probably needed to stop.

“Emma, I think he’s had enough,” Norman said, quickly stopping his tickling. Ray continued to shake with laughter, as Emma kept scribbling under his knee.

“Emma,” Norman said, louder this time and Emma immediately halted, noticing the state Ray was in. She chuckled nervously as she got off his legs, crawling over next to Norman as they watched Ray panting.

“I-I hahahate you guys,” He said, some residual giggles still escaping his lips. Emma and Norman looked at each other and giggled.

“We love you too Ray.”

[crispin-kreme]

hi! hope you're having a good day/night💛:) can I ask for an enhypen ship please?

I'm an 06 liner , 165cm?(5'4) , dyed blonde hair in a mullet and brown eyes with light acne+red cheeks/slight rosacea . sagittarius and mbti is an enfj . I'm mixed race and im triligual☺️!!

im considered pretty tall? I wear glasses , large , circle , brown ones and im freaking BLIND WITHOUT THEMMMM I do wear contacts to dance or when I wear sunglasses . I have naturally brown hair :) I have 3 piercings. I tend to wear whatever I want cause yk , it's abt the confidence in yourself!! my style is all over the place , but mainly high-waisted jeans and neon or neutral tops with a lot of accessories...I love butterflies , because they symbolise both the past and future , and gladiolus flowers because of moral integrity . I love to write and draw a lot , and I take art and creative writing subjects . im interested in fashion design and journalism as well as creative writing and poetry! I hope to be a fashion journalist when im older and I can design and sew decently? I don't have the most fashionable closet in the world , but I look good. I also love makeup . I really do...mainly because I can express myself through how I look , similar to fashion , but it's less expensive than buying a whole outfit and it's more versatile ! 💅

i'm the mom friend in my group and I make strong impressions because im pretty talkative and ..it's the first thing people notice about me . it makes me insecure because most girls in my area are pretty quiet. im not afraid to speak my mind , but I can be pretty, avoidant in arguing or conflicts (or playing peacemaker) because I can get really bitter quickly and guilt is a really strong emotion for me , especially with loved ones . in school and out , I'm quite polar oppositeI may come off as a devil-may-care attitude , but im honestly really focused on a lot of small details , especially because reading people's emotions comes easy for me , so there's a lot of pressure sometimes to please someone even if they may seem insignificant , so very much a people-pleaser...and thankfully , my friends try and help comfort me when im struggling , and vice versa cause we all just need a hand sometimes . they're my babies , and I'll always be there for them .

I try my best to hide a lot of my internal conflicts and stay happy but I don't deal well with negative emotions because they can be quite explosive for me personally , and I try not to blow up at others , more at myself? like breaking down in general due to stress or expectations, especially because I crave validation and like success? I prioritise that a lot , being successful or at least happy with what I do . especially for art ,there's high pressure to perform well , and I feel scared that im not good enough or if im not interesting / creative enough and it's why i can be quite determined and competitive. when im sad , sometimes all I need is a hug and a 'it's gonna be okay' to feel better , or a pizza the size of my calf or halo-halo..basically GIMME FOOD AND ILL FEEL BETTER!!! other times , I just need someone to talk to . not always listen , but someone who is willing to talk and comfort me a little 🥺

-please take your time in doing this !! take all the rest you need and please stay safe , especially with coronavirus and new variants...aish..hydrate and rest well!!and thank you so much!!(also ,sorry for writing in excess , I kinda got lost in my thoughts)thank you again!!

when you said halo-halo i already knew where tf you’re from (oR nOt idRK-) aNywAys

thanks for requesting! i ship you with jay :D

fashion couple 😎 i do think like jay would help you with fashion and maybe makeup. no because seriously i feel like he would spoil you with some clothes. aNd- also might let you borrow some of his clothes bcs uGh why not 🤸🕳.

he will take really good care of you 😩🖐. he’ll be there for you when you need someone to talk to and all. cooks you your favorite food if you’re feeling sad. but seriously— i feel like he’ll very much take care of you when you’re having a bad day and all yee

i hope you liked this! <3