#Thank you for your patience!!!

[beefcakekinard]

43 + 45 for bucktommy 💕💕💕

43. falling asleep with their head in your lap +

45. running hands through hair

In the unflattering fluorescent hospital lighting, in a hard plastic visitor's chair, Evan looks wan. The light hits his face at odd angles, dragging down the deep bags under his eyes, draining his skin of its colour, its rosy vital glow.

Tommy has never seen anyone look so beautiful.

"Hey, baby," he rasps. He tries to clear his throat and ends up in a coughing fit that sets pain lancing through his body. Evan's eyes widen and in his rush to get a straw between Tommy's lips, he spills water on Tommy's chest.

"Hey, hey, it's good to see you awake," Evan says as Tommy sips his water. "How are you feeling?"

Tommy lets the straw go and tries to take stock. He looks down at himself - his left leg is in a cast from his hip down, as is his left arm. They both hurt in a dull, vague way, same as his ribs and his head. There's an IV line running through the back of his right hand. His stomach turns a little at the sight so he looks away. He's not great with needles.

"It hurts," he says, frowning. He looks back up at Evan, who plasters a fake smile on his face. "What happened?"

Evan takes his hand, carefully, cups Tommy's fingers between both of his hands without jostling the IV. "You don't remember?"

Tommy shakes his head and decides never to do that again when it makes the room spin.

"You were- there was an accident," Evan says, stroking his thumb down the back of Tommy's index finger. "You, uh, you got hit by- by a car."

"Oh." Tommy looks into Evan's eyes. They're so pretty. "Really?"

Evan smiles a little - this one is real, Tommy can tell. "Yeah. What's the last thing you remember?"

Tommy thinks, tries to grasp the memory of what he was doing before he woke up. It's hard to hold onto any one thought - it's like chasing bubbles. The second he gets his hands on one, it pops, gone. Evan likes to blow bubbles for Jee. She runs through them, twirling until each and every one is gone, and asks again, again! It's so cute it makes Tommy giggle.

"What's so funny, huh?" Evan asks. He's smiling still, kind of, but he looks confused.

"You're so cute," Tommy explains. He knows Evan will get what he means. Evan always gets what he means. Case in point: he laughs, which makes Tommy smile even more because he loves that sound.

"You enjoying that morphine, babe?"

Tommy almost shakes his head - but then he remembers he shouldn't. "I don't like morphine. It makes me nauseous." He pulls his hand out of Evan's hold and presses his thumb to Evan's birthmark. It fits his thumb so perfectly. Like Cinderella's shoe. "I like you, Cinderella."

Evan laughs for real, then, big and loud, and Tommy feels proud of himself. It's his job to make Evan happy. His hand is dislodged, but he raises it again, landing it in Evan's hair. It doesn't feel like gel, like he's used to, all he feels are Evan's soft curls, and he could get addicted to how they glide under his fingers. He pulls Evan closer, then down, so he's resting his head on Tommy's hip, and Tommy doesn't have to lift his hand so high to touch his hair. Evan's still smiling up at him.

"You look tired," Tommy says. Evan proves his point by yawning.

"I'm fine. You're the one who needs his rest." Evan lays a hand on Tommy's knee. He likes it, he always likes when Evan touches him.

"You can sleep," Tommy says. He traces his thumb across Evan's dark under-eye, making his eyelashes flutter, and on his way back to burying his fingers in Evan's hair he presses his thumb into Evan's birthmark again. "I want you to."

"Will you sleep if I do?"

"Yeah," Tommy lies. He thinks Evan sees through him, because Evan knows him so well, but he still closes his eyes and nuzzles against Tommy's hip.

Tommy focuses on brushing his fingers through Evan's hair, letting his curls bounce back into shape before he reaches them again, following the soothing rhythm of Evan's breathing. He loses track of time; it drips, slow like the motion of his fingers, slow like his thoughts that remain out of reach, and before he has a chance to notice it, his own eyes have grown heavy.

He falls back asleep in pain, still - but with Evan's head a welcome weight on his hip, Evan's hand on his knee, his fingers tangled up in Evan's hair, it's easy to ignore.

[ambrosiagourmet]

Has anyone requested Marcille for the ask meme? If not then pls

Marcille!!!!!!!!!

First impression

Gay? Interesting elf girl with a really good design for a female character oh my god thank you. She gets to wear pants!!! It's a miracle!

Impression now

BELOVED HALF-ELF OF MY HEART... most determined member of the party, maybe second only to Laios. Not that it's a competition.

Girl who carries the weight of her existence in her heart everywhere she goes. Girl who doesn't know how to just exist because that would mean surrendering to the things time will take away from her. Girl with bloody knuckles who clings too tightly to the things she loves because she remembers a time when she didn't realize what they meant to her.

Girl who must shape a life too big to hold all at once. Who stares into that impossible task so unflinchingly that you kind of want to tell her to run away from it for a bit. Be a bit more of a coward, Marcille! But she doesn't have time to be a coward!! She's hurtling towards her goals at terminal velocity. But the same love that keeps her tumbling forward also pulls her back from the brink. Because she's still figuring out the balance.

Favorite moment

Rabbit chapter... my god rabbit chapter.........

Genuinely maybe my favorite chapter in the whole manga. It hits such an incredible peak of humor and raw emotion and impossibly ridiculous situations and grounded believable character writing. And no part of it is separate from the others.

What a fucking chapter. And what a fucking thesis for why Marcille is such a good character. Her being ridiculous and her being incredibly determined and her being powerful and her being scared are ALL part of her. Man. Marcille. She will do anything to pull through for her friends.

And then on top of it the way the Lion takes advantage of this moment to pull her strings. Which is just. So horrifying to watch because you want someone to give her a hug but all the people who would give her a hug are currently DEAD and she's left in a room along and exhausted with a manipulative, abusive, hungry opportunist. God. God. I love Rabbit Part II So Very Much.

Idea for a story

Umm hi sorry I am still busy thinking about Rabbit Part II. Please enjoy some shameless self promotion while I go lie down for a bit.

Unpopular opinion

She's bisexual!!!!! Normally I don't hold so fast to like "well canonically this character was into A Man so she can't be a lesbian blah blah blah" but it does bum me out that people ignore her succubus because I really do think that bi Marcille deserves more love. It doesn't make her any less into women sheesh.

Favorite relationship

Sorry I was thinking about Rabbit Part II again what was the question? Favorite relationship?

Yeah I dunno maybe Marcille and Laios? I kinda like the part where they rely on each other because there is no other way through and share an unnamed intimacy born in blood and bone and the way that they place impossible burdens on each other and owe each other their lives many times over and neither holds it against the other or asks for the repayment of debts that can never be repaid, choosing instead to keep walking into the future by each others sides because what else can you do. What else can you do.

They are pretty cool I guess. I'm normal about them though. Haha.

Favorite headcanon

I imagine that castle staff help Marcille with her hair on a day-to-day basis because leaving it just to personal friends and family would probably be impractical. But also I think Chilchuck, Laios, Falin, and also especially KABRU all learn enough to help her with it. I think that the first three learn some basic nice stuff but I think Kabru would get really into it.

That man could absolutely intensely hyperfixate on something like "nice hairstyles from another culture" for three to six months and come out the other side an expert.

[iridescentmirrorsgenshin]

does anyone know the author of The Haikaveh Google Doc? I would love to give them credit for the inspiration and help that the doc gave me for the essay!!

[5woon]

sorry for the lack of writing content! that should change this week!

[ash-muses]

" Well I haven't done a play in years, since high school. I used to perform comedy, drama even romance. I believe I was 18 when I participated in Romeo &Juliet" she replied as her expression softened, remembering her childhood was a tricky subject. But as she was talking to loki she felt strangely comfortable around him,it was nice seeing this side of him. " my family was pretty strict with me and my sister growing up, well mostly me. I was sort of a trouble maker in my early years." Margo said as she was enjoying her food, which was very delicious. After realizing she mentioned her family she paused, thinking she may have said to much. Looking up from the table, she gazed at his gorgeous eyes for his reaction

"Ah, yes, 'Romeo and Juliet' - a classic," he nodded slightly, his mind flashing on the book he had read once while visiting Midgard. The God of Mischief shifted slightly in his chair, leaning back with a faint smirk at the mention of her family; it was one tinged with nostalgia, curiosity, and a conflicting sense of emotion he couldn't quite decipher, caused no less from his own tumultuous relationships with his family. "I know all about being a trouble maker," he mused, his head falling to the side a fraction, "Odin assumes the worst from me at every turn." His expression had faltered a little, just enough to show his inner turmoil for a mere second before his mask fell back into place.

He held her gaze as he listened to the rest of what she had to say, noting the way the dim lighting shone against her doe eyes. The God was pulled from his subtle admiration of her, however, when she mentioned his last name, a bit put off by the inquiry yet noticing her teasing tone. Loki knew that Midgardians tended to be intrigued by their surroundings, and this was no different; he steeled himself to form a response. "I prefer Loki of Asgard," he stated steadily, his voice low, "and as for having them kneel..." The God of Mischief shook his head slightly, trying to find the words. He had been under the influence of the Mind Stone at that point, images of Thanos flashing through his mind too quickly for him to grasp onto one. "Quite the opposite, actually," he finally murmured, holding her gaze once again.

[salamandershowdown]

When can we expect the showdown to actually start? I don’t want to rush y’all, I’m just interested to see what made the cut

I hope soon! It's just the last two weeks of both of our school semsesters (the last week of undergrad ever for one of the mods) but I'd really like to get something out soon! Really hoping to get something done for this showdown this week!

[metamorphosis-ask]

I LIVE (probably)

Finished a big project that's opened up a lot of time for me, updates will (hopefully) resume soon!

[peacedomain]

✧ @bhaalborn said:

❛ and score one for team awesome. that's us. ❜

𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔  𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌  𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉  𝒆𝒙𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  𝒂𝒔  𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚  𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒆  𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒔  𝒕𝒐  𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒏𝒆𝒄𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓  𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅  𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉  𝒖𝒍𝒚𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔'  𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒆𝒅  𝒄𝒍𝒂𝒘  𝒊𝒏  𝒂  𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒉  𝒇𝒊𝒗𝒆.

      ❝ yay  us! ❞  little  dove  exclaims  cheerfully,  pearly  teeth  visible  as  she  grins  from  one  pointy  ear  to  the  other.

      the  camp  duty  they  were  assigned  for  was  a  lot  of  work  for  the  fragile  and  weak  creature,  but  she  wasn't  useless.

      no.

      she  found  herself  helpful  and  needed.  and  to  be  called  a  team?  it  feels  surreal  to  stand  alongside  an  ally,  skins  and  scales  𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠  with  warm  hues  of  oranges  and  reds  as  the  kindled  bonfire  crackles  with  gold  sparks.

      she  scoots  closer,  pressing  her  side  to  𝐔𝐋𝐘𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒'.  sapphire  orbs  look  up  with  gratefulness  as  elsinael  searches  for  their  hand  with  a  wish  to  hold  it.

      home,  she  thinks.  so  that  is  how  it  feels  like.

[aurynne]

sunflower

so around like 5 years ago tumblr didn’t notify me whenever i got an ask. didn’t get a banner notif nor an in-app notification next to “asks” just no way of knowing besides me checking it myself which resulted in many unanswered asks like yours. i’m so sorry abt that!!

i’ve been searching for the ask game you were referencing and i think i found them. so for sunflower:

“sunflower— in your opinion, what is the best photo on your phone of? (serious or non-serious answers)” probably a photo of my boyfriend :) we’ve been together for about a year and a half now and he means the world to me. i have lots of pics of him lol he’s super photogenic

i hope this was worth waiting 5 years for (〃ω〃)

[gumpistol]

@chillin-at-partys-bar, benn beckman, said: The tired adult looks over Luffy. "Make good choices." Lucky for all, Benn Beckman has plenty of experience when that request is met by 'I thought about it the answer is no.'

    ❝ huh?? what's that supposed to mean?! ❞ attention snaps up to the man and dark brows immediately scrunch up. luffy's cheeks drop into a confused frown, then puff out when his mouth presses into a firm line. but just as he does so, the boy winces. a small hand flies up on instinct to cup at a fresh bandage beneath watery eye.

    ❝ make good choices ... ❞ he repeats, mumbling through pouting lips. ❝ i always make good choices. ❞

unprompted. // always accepting

[spicymancer]

Winner of the poll was NOAH (they/them)! We've been asked about the Puppet Archetype for a long time in Rumble. Here they are! Honestly I'm still working out how they fit into the cast dynamic of the game but I'm pretty happy with the design.

[north-noire]

perhaps catching up a bit wouldn't hurt?

[originalartblog]

Some tiny skk comfort for @amubhri who so nicely found a comic I was looking for a while ago! They requested some tiny skk comfort loosely inspired by the aforementioned comic by ろっきゅん on pixiv

[wizard-laundry]

the text originally read "EGADS! DO MY EYES DECEIVE ME?"

[shepscapades]

[Pt 1] [Pt 2] [Pt 3] [Pt 4] [Pt 5] [Pt 6] [PART 7] [Don’t Let it Reach the Heart]

Nobody Anymore Nobody Anymore

[This comic is part of my dbhc au, following the chaos and panic that ensues after Doc and Xisuma try to get Etho back online at the start of s9 after a very rough s8 finale that leaves him a little. broken. It's set to the vibes of Joywave's Destruction. This part concludes this comic, but this moment doesn't end here: Don't Let it Reach the Heart will be the title of the fic that will follow the end of Destruction!]

[uhohdad]

(18+)

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loser!könig finally breaks, he can’t handle it anymore. He needs you, he needs touch, he needs someone to help him relieve the ache in his frustrated, swollen cock.

loser!könig is on his knees, clinging to your leg with his cheek smushed to your thigh, mumbling unintelligible pleas into your skin.

loser!könig lets out a sob when your delicate hand slides into his hair, trailing your fingers over his scalp. Using that gentle, sweet voice to ask him what’s going on, what’s wrong, what happened.

loser!könig who looks up at you with glassy eyes and a trembling bottom lip, his desperate hold on you tightening when he catches your turned brows and features stitched in worry.

loser!könig whines and mutters nonsense as he presses his face back into your warm, cozy thigh, planting sloppy kisses to the sensitive skin. The stubble on his jaw sands against you while he paints you in his slobber and broken pleads.

loser!könig can’t control himself anymore, he needs release, grinding his painful erection against your shoe, his strong arms holding you steady even though you’re frozen in place. Your fingers are still laced with locks of his hair, but your soft scratches have ceased while he ruts his hips into you.

loser!könig lasts only seconds, needy whimpers and pathetic moans silenced when his muscles twitch around you, staining the inside of his underwear with his generous, pent-up finish.

loser!könig and you are both still and silent, the only sound that cuts through the heavy air is his exhausted, heaved breaths.

loser!könig lets out a sniveling whine, his eyes pinching shut, hiding his burning face in your thigh when you resume your gentle, soothing scratches through his hair.

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loser!könig <3