#Love you x

[thesagekissoftime]

Here are a few bits in my room I think you'll like (featuring some vintage books, my miniature guide to art, and an oil painting of swans done by my great grandmother years ago)

love you x

[reidmoony-toast]

Thank you sm wtf?? Love all of you so much <33

[seldonhari]

i'm going away and should be back on april fools' day <3

take care!

[unusual-raccoon]

askdfkfjslnsjdbf SO TRUE @these tags. aerys being like ‘the eyes are watching me they scurry and skitter inside the walls i will never escape my enemies are burrowing beneath my castle’ and then lucerys is like ‘well dont worry :) ily. have you considered the true enemy is tywin? just a little thought i had hehe don’t mind me. love you x’

No, because we're right. Lucerys is like "🥺👉👈 my eyes are watching you too, cousin" while Aerys is being plagued by his own twisted mind. Lucerys, baby, this man's brain is being cooked like a boiled egg in his skull - he'd be so concerned by the prospect of Aerys being obsessed with something that wasn't him.

Spreading the anti-Tywin propaganda, yes he fucking would.

He is staunchly anti-Tywin. Beneath every frilly bit of lingerie and fine clothing he might wear is a "Fuck Tywin Lannister" t-shirt.

The idea of Lucerys becoming so anti-Tywin partially because Aerys just loathes the man so much is hilarious to me. I picture him seeing Aerys like 😠 at Tywin and so Lucerys is like 😠 at Tywin too.

Ending all small council meetings with a 'love you x'

[moonystoes]

remember that it’s probably a first experience for other people there too so it’s not only you who is nervous and sometimes it’s normal to take time to make friends in college but you will eventually 💖💖

Thank you for this, I'm kinda anxious because people around me seem put together. I hope it goes well.

[creatinghelen]

okay so figured out why I’m so emotional - moving from the city and organisation I’ve been with for the last two and a bit years. I’ve changed so much over this time - like, astronomically, and this will be that chapter closing and it’s good (and oh my god can you say new moon in scorpio energy) but kind of scary and exciting at the same time because who knows what will change in the next two years. there’s been so much change and growth and experiences I could never have anticipated and I’m so grateful for this town for holding me through it all but also so ready to move away from it. wild wild wild it’s all so wild

[rockstarlwt28]

for the prompt thing: “you don’t realise how easy it is to love you.” please <3

'Babe, you've been staring at me for the last hour...' Louis comments, tearing himself away from his novel for a second long enough to make eye contact with his husband.

Harry arches a brow, challengingly. 'That's a slight exaggeration there, Lou. It's been at least twenty minutes.'

Louis hates seeing him in distress, especially when he's meant to be working on a project, due in a matter of days. He slips in the bookmark to mark the page then slams it shut.

'Not enjoying it?'

'That's irrelevant, love. You're more important to me right now than some novel.' Louis shuffles a little, raising his leg; ankle teetering over his opposing knee. 'You have a project due, Harry - in a matter of days, yet you've done nothing but stare at me.'

Harry chuckles, shaking his head in disbelief. He's grinning stupidly, pencil hovering above the page.

'What?' Louis asks with furrowed brows.

'Do you not know what my project is about this time around?' Harry asks and Louis slowly shakes his head. He sighs, still seemingly amused by his husband's cluelessness. 'It's about passions, love, admiration - sketching what your heart desires.'

'I see. Do you have something in mind you wish to portray on paper?' Louis asks.

Harry taps the pencil against the paper, deflatedly. 'I do. And I've been trying to accurately portray the subject for the past hour or two. But no amount of lines, definition and skill can portray the beauty.'

Louis motions for him to continue. He could listen to Harry talk for hours.

'I - I just can't seem to -' their eyes lock, 'capture it or help others understand my emotions in some way - you know, like give the audience a taste of what I see?' Louis nods in understanding. 'I guess it's true what they say, natural beauty is hard to place on paper - do it justice.'

'Nonsense. I know you can do it. You're an excellent artist, Harry. Always have been,' Louis compliments with a smile.

Harry smiles, eyes twinkling with contentment. 'You never did stop believing in me. It's one of the things I admire about you.'

Louis' heart flutters. 'Just like I admire you.'

'Oh Louis,' Harry mutters, light laughter supplementing his words.

'What?'

'You.'

'What about me?'

Harry chuckles. 'Are you truly that clueless?'

Louis' brow arches when he cocks his head in confusion.

'I'm sketching you.'

'Me?' He stutters. 'B - but why?'

Harry smiles. 'Because you're the person I adore with all my heart, Lou. Ever since the day we met.'

'But...'

'You're the beauty I can't capture,' he whispers, eyes dancing over Louis' flushed face. 'You're the reason I feel a million and one things - feelings that are indescribable by words, yet I can't even portray them in an artistic form either. Louis, you're the light of my life, my soulmate and somehow, after all these years of marriage and courting you still don't realise how easy it is to love you.'

[yawneneteyam]

Don’t listen to those other anons. Your story is written beautifully. It is by far my favorite JAMIE fic I’ve read. 💜

If they want to read a Neteyam/Avatar fic, there are plenty out there 🤷🏻‍♀️😘

I’m pretty sure it’s the same anon tbh 🫣

But I don’t mind. They can think what they want to, but at the end of the day, I am writing a fic for Jamie, not Neteyam. I wrote Jamie and YN filming scenes together because it’s about Jamie!!!!! Sorry friend!!

But yeah, I’ve said maybe I’ll write Te’feyra and Neteyam one day so people can see her in her entirety, but for now- I’m just happy writing what I am 🤍

Thank you for your message my love x

[xtinyslip]

MOBIUS DIDN’T LIKE TO BE BACKED INTO A CORNER. yet, that’s exactly what this kang individual had been able to do to him within minutes of them meeting each other for the first time. loki might be a difficult pain in his neck the majority of the time but there was no denying that he cared. there was no denying that loki was probably the closest person he had that resembled anything close to REAL in his life. he couldn’t throw him under the bus like that, he wouldn’t. his current situation deserved whiskey. right? plenty of it too. it was why he’d closed up his office early so he could be pathetic and mope. well, no to the moping part but maybe kind of yes to the pathetic part but at least he could admit it. mobius didn’t know what to do here, he was completely alone because even after finding his friend. he didn’t remember. CRAP. CRAP. CRAP. “what now?” would that question have been phased like that if he wasn’t in a mood and tipsy? probably not but there we are. “i already agreed to be your little guinea pig. what else is there?” @lcvenderhcze​

[thesagekissoftime]

Chess Nights >>>

[pictures from pinterest]

Hello, my dears ♡

I have been trying to think of goals and projects for this year, and I think I would very much like to relearn chess. My older cousin and I used to play together nearly every night, but that was ten years ago, and he now lives halfway across Europe, so I lost the skill of the game. Do you think I should learn again so I can play against him when I visit him this summer? I hope you feel content this evening, and if not, there is always tomorrow ♡

love you x

[thesagekissoftime]

Hello, my dears ♡

I saw my parents for the first time in four days this afternoon, and immediately, they discouraged me from a goal of mine. If any of you lovely people can relate to this, I am so very sorry. I hope this Build-a-Frog makes you feel a little better ♡

love you x

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[trashy-greyjoy]

really love dynamics that are like 'it honestly doesn't matter if you view them as romantic or platonic, the point is that they love each other. the type of love is inconsequential, all that matters is that it's there'. gotta be one of my favorite genders.

[crow-caller]

as a child there's nothing cooler than a kid who gets subjected to evil experiments and gains special abilities. it's even cooler if these abilities also cause unfathomable suffering to use/against others. children love stories like this.

[obsesssedblerd]

You look up from your book to see your husband standing over the bassinet with his arms crossed, his brow raising as he looks down inside of it with a tiny scowl. He stays like that for about a minute. You sit up in your shared bed, then call out to him. “Ryo.” 

“Hm.” He doesn’t look up. 

“May I ask what you are doing?” 

“The little brat is staring,” Sukuna says matter-of-factly. “I am simply staring at her in return.” 

Inside of the bassinet, your baby daughter coos. Her scarlet eyes—exactly like her father’s—glitter with interest. You hear her giggle, and you scoff lightly and return your gaze to your book. “She thinks you’re playing a game.” 

“I am doing no such thing.” 

You flip a page. “Put a hand over your face for a few seconds.” He doesn’t respond, but you know he listens. “M’kay, now lift.” There’s silence for a few seconds, then your daughter bursts into a fit of giggles. 

Sukuna rolls his eyes. “I do not understand what is so entertaining about that.” When you look up again, you see that he’s covering his face again, then revealing himself to get the same reaction from the baby.

“It’s called peek-a-boo. It’s a game most babies love to play.” 

The little princess babbles as she lifts her arms up, and Sukuna tilts his head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” 

You snicker. “One: You’ll figure out what she’s saying the more you talk with her. Two: She wants you to pick her up.” 

He sighs dramatically, then reaches into the bassinet to pick up the small girl. Though she has her father’s eyes, she has your hair, the shape of your nose, and your ears. She also has your fearlessness, because she smiles directly in the face of the king of curses. Now at his eye level, she reaches her arms towards him excitedly. “What is it now, you brat? I’m already carrying you.” 

He looks over at you in question, and your smile grows. “She wants to touch your face,” you say. 

“Why?” 

“Because she’s a baby, and she’s curious.” 

Sukuna pulls her closer, and once in range, his daughter lays her tiny hands against his marked face. She giggles more, and you can see his eyes soften. “Hmph. You have your mother’s smile.” 

— — — —

The next morning, you walk into the kitchen where you hear Sukuna speaking with someone. When he turns to the side, you see your daughter nestled in the crook of one of his muscular arms, staring up at him as he concluded whatever story he was telling her. 

“...At the end of the battle, only I remained. Victory was mine.” 

The baby babbles excitedly, and Sukuna scoffs. “Ha, you will do no such thing. How do you expect to join me in battle when you aren’t even a year old, brat?” 

Her face scrunches in what looks like annoyance, and she repeats to him what he taught her the night before. “Hmph.” 

You burst into laughter, and Sukuna raises a brow at the little girl in his arms. “Great. Your mother’s smile, and her attitude.”

[raggedytiger]

this is so bad but i permanently cropped the file so brutally that i can no longer edit it. whoops! also panels 4-7 were fully coloured but it looks better without for some reason. pomni (penny?) is such an ugly crier. i love my horrible failgirl accountant

[cloudberrytroll]

The signs of time