#THE SHOULDER BLADES AND HIS ARMS

[kaeyachi]

FERAL

THE KAEYA SKIN IS BEAUTIFUL AAAAAAA

[vesperscas]

every scene where cas regains his grace should have been a magical girl transformation where we see him floating above air with his arms spread out and eyes closed while his wings grow out with sparkles and his true form emerges for a second with pink and blue glow encircling him

[resssistance]

zamboni cosplay, cantilever edition

[dykethevvitch]

I imagine it was quite the adjustment

[merge-conflict]

thinking one of the first things Johnny does in Valentine's body is change out of her cheap suit and Takemura's borrowed coat but I think after he changes he ends up putting the coat back on because it makes her shoulders look Good actually

[wilderflcwers]

The inherent romance of the Guidance cantrip.......

[baby-xemnas]

i don't have art to show today but ive been retelling my bestie where law and bepo are in the current manga and how it ended up like this and now im all sad and worried again

but again so happy they are together...thank you oda at least for that, idk how youll go abt their future (and i won't lie that i trust you) im so glad they have each other and law wont have to go insane being on his own again, and bepo wont have to go through trauma for failing to protect his most important person in the whole world...

its good for the crew too when they get a chance to regroup they would know that captain is safe with bepo and bepo is safe with the captain....they are so loved and admired they can feel reassured, knowing how strong their captain and his first mate are when they are together

[invinciblerodent]

"I need to rein it in, I don't know the characters yet, so I won't write fic about them- it'd just end up being out of character anyway."

(proceeds to write like four pages)

"well, okay, that's.... fine, it's ambiguous enough, they barely speak. but i won't mention the kind of tattoos this character is supposed to have without seeing what options I have for them in the cc, just to keep things neat and canon-accurate."

(proceeds to spend like half an hour brainstorming ideas for exactly that)

[tetzoro]

arms.

[milflewis]

he’s so broad and for what (x)

[babycatgirlboy]

[criticalfai1ure]

once again thinking abt the crew of de vlinder and their matching butterfly tattoos.

[neverendingford]

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[yourthirdparent]

call me pretty by elliotly is sooooo it's such a jasico song. it's so themcore. logically speaking it'd be from nico but i am dedicated to making everything about jason so it's from jason's pov.

[tswkento]

no one is sexier than nanami kento taking his shirt off while ranting about his day at work. and yes, the pants are another story… anyways, so

it pisses you off how he isn’t even trying to be persuasive; he is literally unwinding after an awfully long day at work and you’re watching him while laying on your shared bed with a blanket thrown lazily over your figure.

nanami stands a few steps away, facing the open door of your shared closet whilst his fingers lazily drag over the holes with buttons in them, popping them out one by one. you bite your lip in excitement when he starts taking his shirt off, thick muscles of his back and shoulders flexing deliciously as he lets out a brief relieved sigh(as opposed to your very very bothered sigh).

you mindlessly hum to his rhetoric questions and agree with everything he says while your body chooses to invade nanami’s space, as if under magnetic pressure. kicking off the blanket, you take a few steps forward in time with him putting on his sleeping shirt and wrap your arms around his middle, face burying itself between his shoulder blades, breathing him in, deep.

kento’s movements come to a halt and he turns around in your hold, the corners of his lips curled up slightly as he gazes down at you fondly. so fondly that you even feel shamefully guilty for ogling him while he was ranting about an awful day, exhaustion seeping through his every word like the nasty thoughts about making him feel good through your brain ;))

[starsofang]

Simon didn’t like to hold you. He liked to be held.

At first, you didn’t understand why he’d turn his back to you in bed without saying anything. You thought you’d done something to him, or maybe he was in a bad mood. You couldn’t be any more wrong.

Simon Riley, an absolute brute of a soldier, was silently asking for you to be the big spoon. You nearly didn’t believe it when he finally brought it to your attention.

He was too embarrassed to ask you, so he’d resort to flipping on to his side and wait. And wait. Until he realized you didn’t catch the memo, even after many hopeless attempts.

In his mind, he thought being the big spoon would somehow convince you he wasn’t manly enough, as if his title in the service or his pure stature wasn’t proof enough of his masculinity.

To him, being held was a blanket of security. Where he’d always have to watch his back out on the field, both literally and metaphorically, he didn’t have to keep an eye out at all times with you. It was a chance for him to find solace in a person, and when he explained this to you, he was surprised to find you so willing.

And oh, when it happened, Simon nearly kicked himself for holding back on verbalizing it for so long.

The warmth of your arms when they wrapped around him from behind, your face buried between his shoulder blades, legs tangled in his, he thought that this was what inner peace felt like.

He was silly to think you’d ever be the one to judge him for what most deemed ‘unmasculine’. In all of his broad glory, he felt safe the moment you held him, like a child does when they feel a mother’s embrace except it was from someone he loved dearest to his heart.

And you? You found that being the big spoon was rather enjoyable when the man you’re holding was so damn comfortable to snuggle up to. It was a win-win for you both.

You just wished he wasn’t an idiot that left you wondering all those hopeless nights until the truth came out.