#Spending my time crying

[ontosgold]

A scarf long enough for two ✨

[bird-freakk]

words can't describe how much I love these dorks, help.

It's probably an unhealthy obsession at this point. My family doesn't understand and I have a hard time talking to people who do, lol.

[taikin4]

the seeds 🛐

[that-fox-thing]

Eclipse said something about fanart of them as tsa agent blah blah blah we’re here

[black-and-yellow]

The walk home from UA

[sweetlullabyebye]

So I've already made gifs of both of the hug scenes but I really do love them so here is a quick (hopefully) compare and contrast (if i don't get distracted halfway through)

First of all, there is the first shot before they hug, where we see only one face clearly, and each time the person is litteraly beaming

Then we get a shot of Charles, who definitely looks very cosy there, look at these hands (it's like that meme with 'relax bro ain't nobody takin [him] from u')

Then it's Edwin's reaction... who looks like he has never felt human touch the first time and takes 20000 years to reciprocate before settling in with a (probably happy) sigh, while the second time around he's actually hugging Charles before Charles

Charles is the one pulling away first each time but keeping his hands on Edwin

And in both cases Edwin is the one who actually steps away except he takes way longer to do it the second time (they're like magnets, hard to pull away, good on them)

Then they definitely move away

And one of them puts his hand over his heart before looking at the other

[somegrumpynerd]

Ink gets Dream a present c:

I just really want Ink to use his abilities to make something of the twins when they were young, because I think Dream would really treasure it. I also think Dream gives big crushing bear hugs when he's really happy lol

Bonus~

[directactionforhope]

Might fuck around and write a book for real

[chaikajpeg]

elias with deer antlers

References:

"Mature red deer stag", photo by Bill Ebsen, taken 26. september 2009 in Jægersborg Dyrehave in Denmark (if that tells you anything)

2. T-Michael (a tailor and a founder of a fashion label if i'm not mistaken)

also, i hate cropping my drawings and could not decide what version to choose in the end, so please have both

[chlorophyll-tints]

accidental confession

[huntersapprentice]

low effort doodles of Paintbrush reuniting with these two

[cobaltfluff]

so i started playing persona 4

where are the QoL features

[thekittyokat]

you ever just have a lot, a LOT of feelings all at once about a character and not even remotely enough words or brainpower to FORM the words to describe everything you're feeling. so it feels like you may explode. yeah

[untimelybones]

have some more (ft. 2 homeless (rich) men)

every morning i wake up and refresh toshiro's tag in hopes of new (lai)shuro content

[violent138]

i could practically post every panel of this comic, because it's such a ridiculously sweet one. Roy's willing to change so much for his kid, and he still keeps his promises to her-- as much as he can despite vigilante-ing.

[microtyalm13]

everything about Gavriil feels suffocating.

how his presence alone can be almost overwhelming, how his massive body cages you everytime without a chance to escape. you wouldn't dare to try anyway, knowing that you don't even have a say against a creature of his caliber. he will find you. in your dreams, in your nightmares. in your room.

how he will be intense and vague about everything just for the sake of it; to confuse you further, to see the conflict of emotions in your eyes merge with arousal. eventually your hesitance turns into acceptance, a desperate need to feel his hands all over you. and he will be oh so grateful to fulfill that desire.

how his thick tongue pushes past your lips and into your mouth, reaching almost the back of your throat, relishing in the muffled little sounds you make. your drool mixed with his saliva drips down your chin, and your hazy eyes look up at him when he finally pulls away, giving you a second to breathe.

how his hips are slamming into you relentlessly, your wetness and lack of resistance allowing him to move almost effortlessly. forced to hold onto him for dear life instead of pushing away. all of your morals and principles are being tossed out of the window every single time he comes to you. he has you where he wants you, and will not stop until he feels like you can't take it anymore.

and how in the morning he vanishes away, leaving you guessing: was it just another wet dream? but the cold stickiness between your legs tells you more than you need to know.