#I'm not the best for telling my feelings

[msmpictures]

For all my mooties :D

Whoever is reading this, I want y'all to know that you are wonderful, pretty talented and with a golden heart. Each of you is special in your own way and has your own unique glow, and I love that :DD

Maybe I'm not so active on Tumblr so we don't talk too much, but I'm grateful for being friends/mootes with you, and I wish the best for y'all <3.

[teaboot]

tranny freak :)

[fyxestroll]

False Divinity

pairing: sanguinius x reader (fem.)

warnings: non-sexual nudity

notes: possible ooc. fell face first into warhammer and getting sad about sanguinius. haven't written a story in a while so ig this is writing practice

Exhaustion had been more than evident in The Angel’s body the second you set your eyes on him. From the slight sag on his wings and the poorly wiped-off scuffs on his golden armor it had been more than obvious.

At your behest, a bath was drawn.

And that led to now, the both of you staring at each other like predator and prey, wary and waiting for the other’s actions. 

You break eye contact first, unable to take the tension.

The Angel is bare and you are not. To speak of that feels inappropriate but you don’t make a move to leave either for the same reason. So you stand there back ramrod straight and eyes cast down on the floor as you pray to your ancestors for guidance. 

You doubt they’ll answer.

You failed to perform the proper rites. They’ve abandoned you as you’ve abandoned them the moment you entered this marriage.

The only hope for salvation it seems is yourself.

“My lord…” Your voice is small but it echoes all around the chamber.

Splash! 

“Yes…?” He sounded hesitant?... No that’s not…

Oh.

 You look down at yourself and then back at The Angel. His wings were spread out and your dress—your favorite, the heirloom passed down from your mother as it was passed down from hers was soaked. 

“I…My…” You could only let out stutters in disbelief.

You’re soaked.

Your favorite dress is soaked.

before shame could settle a flurry of apologies reached your ear and you found yourself staring at The Angel wide-eyed.

His brows are creased in worry, wings quickly tucking inward in what looked like a hunch in an attempt to make himself smaller. His apologies spin-off to promises of making it up to you and of jewels and other finaries.

It takes you a second to realise.

He feels bad.

The very thought of that is laughable but here he was. The being that soared the skies of your home in shining armor of gold untouched by even a hundred volleys of your world’s most powerful artillery, the one whose voice boomed for all the capital to hear as he spoke of an Imperium beyond the stars and the one whose ivory wings had cast a shadow on you that fateful day.  

It was impossible.

Him.

The man—no, the Angel that had come from beyond the sky and turned your world upside down apologising?

Impossible.

But here he was apologising and promising like his life depended on it.

There was only one reaction that felt right at the moment.

You laugh. 

You laugh hard like a young girl with no manners, like a young girl with no worry.  

It’s the first time you’ve laughed in a long time.

The Angel looks at you thoroughly confused.

You can’t help but let out a smile at his expression. Wiping a stray tear of laughter you speak with mirth. This man, inhuman as he may seem was still human after all. 

“It…It’s alright, My Lord.”

You could not describe what you felt when he replied with a smile of his own.

notes: need warhammer moots PLEASE

[bacchuschucklefuck]

pygmalion and galatea for aroace people

you should tell your friends what I look like, riz gukgak.

[epickiya722]

You know what, Sukuna lowkey had it out for Choso since Shibuya. Probably did not like the fact that Yuji had someone, actual family... an actual blood brother that cared about him. He been had plans to kill him, I just know it.

[bakudekublogblog]

talking to normal people about mha is always so enlightening because someone told me they didn't like season six and i was like???? THE BIBLE??????? YOU DONT LIKE THE BIBLE??? BAKUGOU KATSUKI RISING?? THE APOLOGY??? THE CHASING AFTER HIM TO FIGHT SHIGARAKI, THE REVEAL KATSUKI HAS BEEN WORRIED ABOUT IZUKU, IZUKU'S FERAL RAGE WHEN KATSUKI IS STABBED, KATSUKI BEING THE ONE TO FIND IZUKU AND THEN THE ONE TO BRING HIM HOME??? YOU DONT ENJOY THE SACRED TEXTS?? and then i'm like oh right not everyone is a fujoshi high on that sweet, sweet bkdk yaoi

[glitterslag]

ok this is my last one of these. maybe

[raticalshoez]

i'm having hyperfixation drought so i did what i did best and created a crossover episode

[yukipri]

feelin kinda sad so eating an obscene amount of pasta

[thelassoway]

Jason Sudeikis as Ted Lasso Seasons 1-3 » T-shirts

[annabelle--cane]

media made by addicts always has a certain je ne sais quoi that I can't quite describe but I feel like I have sixth sense for identifying. even when a work is in no way about substance use or compulsive behavior, there are just ways that authors treat subjects like guilt or secrets or self-control that make me go "hang on. You 🫵." and then when I check it always turns out that I'm right. it's even happened to me a few times, I'll make what I think is a generic tragedypost and people in the notes will say "op am I reading too much into this or are you. maybe. yknow. 👀"

[vaguely-concerned]

every so often, varric will write a black fox story. not anything fancy or for publication or anything, just for fun and because he knows hawke has a soft spot for them. ("an intrepid hero getting into and out of all kinds of trouble and the merry band of misfits following inseparably in his wake? can't imagine why".) some of them are experimental, some of them are straightforward retellings; they're generally pretty short and quick to do, so he allows himself to play around with form and genre and language more than he does in his professional work. stretching over the span of almost twenty years as they do, they contain some of his favourite pieces of his own writing, and some of the most '...was I huffing lyrium fumes or drunk or both for this one, hawke? what the actual hell is this' pieces. hawke keeps every single one of them. varric speculates that this is either because they're just that sentimental, or possibly that it's for future blackmailing purposes. he usually has one ready for their birthday. they have so much blackmail material on him anyway by this point, he figures, what's one more piece of ammunition going to do one way or the other.

varric finishes one of these black fox tales a couple of nights before he brings rook with him to minrathous — the last one. it's about the very last black fox story, the one where the black fox and his friends all disappear together into the depths of arlathan forest, where those in the know say you can find them to this very day, if you know where to look, or if you ever find yourself in trouble and in need of a helping hand. they'll turn up to aid a traveller in need, and disappear back between the shaded trees again once the day is saved, squabbling all the way, seeking treasures and unlikely quests yet unfound and unimagined.

they say on some days, you can hear them as laughter and friendly bickering on the wind from a couple of clearings over. it's not the end, it's just other adventures, some other place. that's the thing about stories. they're funny that way.

(once he wrote a book for his mother on her deathbed and read it to her through the comfortless and drawn-out hours of the troubled nights, and he burned the book the day she died and never spoke of it again.)

after he finishes the manuscript, he sits with it for a long time in the quiet and the candlelight before he wraps it up properly and sends it off back home to kirkwall. he attaches a note -- a story, to the best of all my stories, the one I'd tell forever if I could. take care of each other while I'm gone. first one to arrive saves seats at the bar, right? happy birthday, and send all my lack of love to the merchant's guild, as always. —Varric

he sends that to hawke. just in case. and then he gets up and he goes to find rook — it's time to get going.

[eky11]

He's electric ⚡

[angiestown]

I finished that dressup game I said I was working on !! would very appreciate people giving it a go because I spent literally a week on this. like 7 days off work doing nothing but drawing clothes lmao

in order to make the different body types work without ballooning up the file size way more than it already is, I had to make it so you choose your skin tone twice. in meiker you can't arrange the order elements appear in, but I recommend starting with these two options to pick out your body type and skin tone first, since some options look better on certain bodies imo

also !! meiker !! I don't hear people talk about it much, but it's really cool I like it a lot! it's like picrew, but instead of uploading a bunch of pngs, you arrange and label your layers in folders and upload a single psd file. personally I liked the process a lot more than picrew because I'd rather work with one big file than a million tiny image files, but that's just me. plus you can make the images bigger than you can on picrew too

also posting this again since I can attach it to a post with the game, but I made a tutorial on how to create a bunch of colour options super fast if you want to make your own dressup game. there's no way I'd have nearly as many options if I didn't know how to do this. once you understand the actions feature you can do so much stuff so much more efficiently it's insane it's like my favourite photoshop feature

[tennessoui]

so i've been thinking about this premise for so long but it wasn't working for obikin (which of course i took as a challenge) and i think i finally got it where i want it so

au where 35 yo obi-wan is a music sensation across the world but he's recently divorced and going on tour again after releasing a very cutting, personal, and well-received album

and 19 yo anakin joins his tour with his very small band of two other people (ahsoka, padmé) to be his opening act - they have a small but loyal following, a pretty big social media presence, and there are even people who ship anakin and padmé which you know means these are die-hard fans

anakin has definitely looked up to obi-wan and his music for a good portion of his life and he's like. beyond excited that he's going to tour with The Obi-Wan Kenobi - this is big, not just for his music career but also for himself and the little boy he was listening to obi-wan's music for the first time!!

i'm just imagining like....obi-wan and anakin meeting after a few days of rehearsal for opening night, and it's not the most auspicious start because obi-wan's going through like 20 different emotions at any given moment (he's on tour, he's divorced, he's tired, he loves the music, he can't be the person he was in his twenties when he was first on tour but that's a whole different matter, he has all the media training and charismatic instinct to cover up these less than savory emotions with flirtatious empty words) and anakin is just like. sorta starstruck sorta shy sorta eager sorta awkward so:

"i'm uh, i'm a singer it's nice to meet you. hi yeah. hello. i'm on tour. as well. with you. actually." "ah no, are you one of my backing vocal artists? we can't have that - you're much too gorgeous and my ego is much too dependent on the audience focusing on me." "um 😳"

so it's a relationship that begins with a lot of flirting and being flustered and progresses through moments of vulnerability and honest emotion which turns into mutual affection which turns into anakin's celebrity crush becoming very real....meanwhile obi-wan googled anakin and the opening band after the first show/introduction and finds all the stuff about him and padmé being together and that's. that's fine. young love. how sweet. any sort of disappointment obi-wan feels is because he's recently divorced and bitter about it and he's going to have to spend at least half his tour watching the lovebirds snuggling up together.

and even when all the misunderstandings about relationship statuses have been addressed and the pretense has fallen away to leave just attraction, both have to think about their careers - it's all well and good for obi-wan to date someone sixteen years his junior, post divorce, but that's an image he's never wanted to deal with or be associated with. and this is the biggest shot of anakin's career - his best chance to make it in the music industry. in the words of his bandmate, is he really, honestly thinking about risking it for a chance to sleep with The Obi-Wan Kenobi?

but what his bandmate doesn't seem to really understand is that for anakin, obi-wan hasn't been The Obi-Wan Kenobi in a long time. he's just been obi-wan. and that makes a world of difference.

[sysig]

For Requestober No.2

What about Handplates Gaster and Papyrus trying hard to have a bonding activity and Sans just chilling behind them eating popcorns...?

👉🏻👈🏻

Day 14 - He's supervising