#THEY ALSO CAN’T STOP SMILING

[shizzlesisntevenaword]

THEY CAN’T STOP STARING AT EACH OTHER OH. MY GOD

[graciehart]

how to say "I love you" in x-files [96/?] ⤷ 1.06 — “Shadows”

[shhhsoftnwet]

Who are you harassing this time, team leader Shin?

[hobbithoes]

leia sketchies from today 😽 she has a gap toof now

[tulisydan]

So much touching

[skeleton-beneath-this-skin]

It’s my birthday today and of course I wanted to celebrate with Takeshi ❤️🥰

Always thought it was cute when people drew their fave holding a cake…now I’m the one doing it! Last year me could never lol. I had so much fun with this piece and ngl this is what I’ve always wanted my art to look like. I love the way I colored it and I feel like I’m really starting to get my style down. Still hate drawing clothing tho lol

[imthepointe]

personal headcanon that armin can’t hear for 6~ ish hours after coming out of his titan since his colossal doesn’t have ears

and the 104th all learn sign language together to communicate w him (and after the battle of heaven and earth will still sometimes speak in sign language to piss reiner off. annie learns it to support her bf and to communicate nonverbally and pieck simply does not gaf)

[stinkypeanutbutter]

it mentslly hurts me to talk about certain characters I just loovrve them sissosoo much and I care for them and I can’t stop doodling them and I can’t stop talking about them I could go on for hours and hours and hours but it hurts too because I’m like “ i looovoeee them !! “ then remember like their backstory or character motivations and I immediately die out of love and devastation .

[whumpy-wyrms]

happy birthday Sawyer!! yippee!!! video games are so fun i sure hope nothing bad happens to ur bf!!

[vintageghoststories]

hey can we talk abt how in the latest zombiecleo hermitcraft eps keralis says and i quote “show me your bushes!!” and Looks Down At Cleo’s …..Yaknow

[fallinallincurls]

LANDO NORRIS WINS THE DUTCH GRAND PRIX!!! I’M SO PROUD AND HAPPY OHMYGOSH

[thymehaspassed]

I'm sorry but what I said about consent to sexual content in any form is actually fucking basic human decency. Just because it's done for the funnies doesn't make it okay. For the love of god figure out what the person's boundaries are and make sure you know for a fact they're okay with it. If you don't have a definitive yes don't do it. < not to you obviously. It's just upsetting man I also wanted to say the bunnies you sent me today made me squeal with delight... your painting skills are wonderful and I want to answer it so BAD but I lost my fucking clarks. I accidentally deleted the layer they were on and my undo button on goes back like 10 times and I didn't notice until wayyy later... lost media... fml

Our shared layer… and our lost clarks

[luthien905]

Neka link: https://www.neka.cc/composer/13578

[islenskihesturinn]

I’ve started riding Fjara to help my dad with her tripping (read: he likes to ride with a long loose rein and Fjara ends up tipping forward).

The first two times we were still getting used to one another, she’s still trying to gauge why the heck I’m asking her for turns and to do a few steps backwards and walk sideways a little.

Today I decided to take a different path around the farm and Fjara was particularly high in her energy, so when we turned to go back her back curled a little and her tempo went up…

And I’m sitting on her all impressed at the energy but also please don’t do a happy buck, I’m still getting used to how different you are from my regular horse 😅

[smilesrobotlover]

Whumptober day 6- alternate prompt, reluctant whumper.

Had to do an alternate prompt. Ok so this isn’t an au that y’all are familiar with. I’ve talked about it a couple of times but I doubt anyone remembers it. This fic about my other Link oc who I called Real. Basically the main premise of his story is that the royal family found the hero of Hyrule and raised him in the castle, however the royal family is stupid and the “hero” they found is not the hero at all. They raised him to be a strong hero, they made him believe that he had the hero’s spirit, and so they created a monster. We’ll call him Fake. Real is the real hero lol. But he doesn’t really know. And Fake was so angry about this that he took Real to try to steal the Triforce of wisdom and the master sword. Real escapes and has Linebeck the 67th, who goes by Beck, to take him home. It’s this whole thing and I really wanted to write a fic for this au so I hope you enjoy even tho you don’t know the full story

Warnings for a bloody injury

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The young hero dragged himself across the island, making his way towards the docks where Beck waited. He sucked in a breath and clutched his arm. He could hide this, easily. He forced a smile when Beck saw him, and he quickly moved onto the boat, ignoring Beck’s gaze.

“Uh, good to see you too?” Beck said, and Link nodded before turning to the lower decks.

“Good to see you too Beck,” he said quickly, speed walking across the deck.

“Is something wrong?” Beck asked.

“No, no nothing is wrong,” Link said quickly.

“Then why are you acting so… weird?” Beck moved in front of Link, blocking him off from the decks.

“I-I’m not,” Link stammered, “I’m just…. Dirty… is all.”

Beck stared at him while Link moved around him, jogging to the lower decks. He almost made it to the door when Beck suddenly grabbed his arm, causing Link to hiss in pain.

“Oooooh I see,” Beck deadpanned, seeing the blood soaked sleeve, “You’re trying to hide an injury from me.”

Link ripped away from his grip, not looking at him. “I’m fine,” he grumbled.

“Good goddesses Link, what is wrong with you?” Beck snapped, blocking Link’s way. “Trying to hide an injury like that will only make things worse!”

“I don’t need your help!”

Beck rolled his eyes. “So what? You’re going to let that bleed out until you die? Is that your plan? Or are you going to let it get infected? Or are you going to let blood get all over my ship?”

“Just shut up and get out of my way!” Link yelled, trying to move past Beck, who didn’t budge.

“Link– you— ugh,” Beck’s expression softened slightly, and he gripped both of Link’s shoulders, looking him straight in the eyes. “Kid, I don’t know why you try to put on this– tough guy act– but it’s not gonna work on me. Just let me help you for once.”

“I don’t need your help!” Link yelled again, breaking free from Beck’s grip. Beck let him go this time, but he slowly followed him into the deck below. Link marched over to his bed and plopped down, cradling his injured arm. He got hurt, again, because he did something stupid, again. How was he supposed to be some big and important hero if he couldn’t even keep himself from getting hurt. He was always a careless kid, and everytime he’d come home with a new bump or bruise, he’d get nothing but a scolding from his mother. He’d gotten quite good at hiding some small injuries from his mother, but he felt like he could hide nothing from Beck. He could even feel Beck’s gaze piercing his neck, and he desperately tried to ignore it as small drops of blood landed in his lap. Finally, the silence was too much for him, and he spoke up. “What do you want?”

“I’m making sure that you take care of yourself.”

“Why?”

“You said you didn’t need my help, so prove to me that you don’t need my help.”

Link glared at him while grabbing his blanket and throwing it over the wound. Beck groaned.

“Well that’s better than nothing.”

“Will you leave me alone?”

“Why are you so mad at me trying to help you?”

Link squeezed his arm and curled up on the bed, not saying anything.

“Link, look, if you want to stay on my boat I need some level of respect, ok?”

Link growled and curled up even tighter.

“Link, hey, talk to me.”

Link shot up and stared down Beck. “Why do you care so much?”

“Excuse me?”

“Why do you care whenever I get hurt?”

“Uh, because I don’t want you to die? Or to be in pain? Is that so bad?”

Link didn’t say anything again and curled up. Beck sighed and walked over to him.

“Link, putting a blanket over your open wound isn’t gonna do anything. Please, let me just… bandage it up.”

“No.”

“Fine, let me get you bandages so you can do it yourself!”

“No.”

“For the goddess’s sake,” Link heard Beck grumble as he got up and left the deck, leaving Link alone. Link curled up tighter and clutched his aching arm, shame making his face go hot. He blinked a few tears away from his one good eye and buried his face in his knees. He heard Beck return and bandages were thrown at him gently. He looked up at Beck who was staring at him with a softer expression. Link pursed his lips and sat up, grabbing the bandages with his good arm and taking off the bloodied blanket, looking at the mess before him. He looked up at Beck with an unsure look, and Beck tilted his head.

“Need help?”

Link sighed, too tired to argue and nodded. Beck smiled slightly and grabbed a rag with a bowl of water and sat down on the floor, looking at the injury. Link sucked in a sharp breath as the rag began cleaning the wound. After what felt like forever, Beck began wrapping up the wound with the bandages, and Link watched silently, guilt bubbling up in his chest.

“I’m sorry,” he said quietly.

Beck looked up at him and smiled. “It’s alright, I’m sorry too, for raising my voice.”

Link hunched his shoulder and felt the tears beginning to sting his eye again. Beck finished wrapping his arm and gave it a gentle pat, before standing up to leave.

“W-wait, Beck?” Link called out, and he stopped, giving Link his full attention. “Are you…. Mad?”

“Well, not anymore, I guess I did lose my temper back there thou–”

“No, like… mad that I got myself hurt.”

Beck frowned. “No. I’m mostly upset that you don’t want to take care of yourself when you are hurt. So much so that you actually hide it from me.”

Link looked down. “Whenever I get hurt, my momma gets mad at me. It’s just easier not to tell her.”

Beck stared at him with a blank expression, and Link looked away.

“I’m not mad. We all get hurt, Link. Sometimes we can’t control it,” Beck finally said.

Link sighed and looked down at his bandaged arm. “I wish I was stronger… I wish I was a better hero…”

“Well, I don’t want to underestimate you, but you are twelve. Asking you to be a perfect and strong hero now would be like asking a baby to run around castle town in a minute. It’ll take time, kid.”

Link sighed. “Yeah…”

Beck leaned against a wall and pursed his lips. “You don’t have to hide any injuries from me, ok? In fact, I don’t want you to hide injuries from me. I won’t get mad at you if you’re hurt, ok?”

Link looked up and smiled at Beck, who smiled back before turning to the stairs.

“Now get some rest, kid,” he said, “I’ll be here if you need me.”

[syringa]

claudio last night :D