#They fall in love in the process

[garrywantspasta]

Part 1

Yes, there's more to this... I just... I just needed to.. I needed this. 😩

Idk If Agatha just dressed up for Wanda, or If it's an AU where Wanda somehow went back in time or met a variant, but what MATTERS IS THAT 90's Rock n'roll/Punk Agatha needs to be seen 👌(by Wanda...)

[katsinspats]

Thematically appropriate comic for Make a Terrible Comic Day!!

I saw the original post this morning and it made me get out of bed to make something, so thank u Pseudonym Jones mission accomplished

[candycatfalls]

I love your ford and Mabel art! Would you take a request for a Stan and Dipper one? :)

I do love stan and dipper <3 I like to think that dipper's grief and anxiety over stan's memory being erased during weirdmageddon manifested as him being super micromangagey about stan's recovery and trying to track everything

teehee :]

[stil-lindigo]

scorched earth.

a comic about a princess who died in a fire.

(this is a sequel to bite of winter, a comic about Snow and what became of her after her death.)

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[mouseshift]

criminal - fiona apple

(no lyrics under cut)

[silkywishes]

my dream fantasy high liveshow would be a quadruple date (trackerbees + skuttlespring + mazbian + figayda) that gets interrupted by the characters' angry exes who have formed a league to enact revenge on them. gertie & nara are a given of course. ecaf has escaped adaine's jacket and is now actually a turncoat for real. zelda is really awkward about the whole thing at first - she's only here because someone told her to be and she didn't wanna say no - but she goes into a rage once she realizes gorgug is dating another tiny barbarian girl. dr asha is there and he has NO idea what is going on. there's a 200 year old elf woman who calls ayda her ex wife. she has never met this woman before.

in the end they find out aelwyn orchestrated the whole thing simply because she was bored and she thought it'd be funny.

[slfcare]

the most difficult thing about growing as a person socially, as in getting out of your shell and noticing that you are, is that there will still be times when it doesn’t feel like you’ve grown at all! times when you can’t really connect with anyone around you, times when you fail to enter into an existing conversation, times when you say the wrong thing (or nothing at all when in hindsight you probably should’ve). but that’s also kind of the best thing, because that’s the thing that helps you realize that sometimes, it’s not you or your lack of skills or any shortcoming. sometimes certain environments just aren’t for you and certain people aren’t your people, and that’s okay. that’s human. it’s okay to not feel the progress you have made all the time.

[thetypewriterdaily]

it hurts to let go of what you’ve grown, of what you’ve known. when you’ve nurtured something—whether it’s a relationship, a dream, or even a belief—there’s a natural attachment to it. letting go often feels like a loss, stirring up fear and uncertainty about the future. it’s easy to get stuck in that fear, thinking that clinging to the past will keep you safe. but try not to resist this change. let go, even when it feels uncomfortable, because holding on too tightly only stifles what’s meant to bloom next 🍂🧸🍄‍🟫🌅🫧

[u3pxx]

i dunno, younger kim with longer hair

[limesquares]

EXIT ONLY⎆

[pastelshroomsbasement]

more qi qingqi transmigrator au bc she lives in my head rent free

[6esiree]

I’m just thinking about Alastor getting involved with a pregnant reader because he senses the child growing within them is powerful, and it has potential he wants to guide—much like Charlie. And then there’s Lucifer, who knows Alastor isn’t as fond of children as he is and thus senses he has ulterior motives, but he refuses to get involved with them because he knows he’ll fall in love. He can’t risk that since he and Lilith never divorced, so he’s silently suffering as he watches the reader fall victim to Alastor’s ploy.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

There is a platonic explanation for all this. Right?

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[heikala]

Here’s a look at the process of painting the cover artwork for Keisuke Uyama’s book ’Love Like the Falling Petals’ 💕✨

Music composed by Ryan Camus http://www.ryancamus.com/

[meowkunas]

Choso isn't very good at receiving or giving affection. That much is obvious when he awkwardly keeps his hands at his side the first time you hug him. He doesn't know where to put his hands or what exactly you're hugging him for. (You were tired and he'd kindly made you a cup of tea).

The second time he's more prepared for it, because you've given him the time to meet you halfway. You stand in front of him with your arms hesitantly outstretched--and he can almost see you remembering the last time you'd hugged him--so he pulls you in.

Perhaps the better phrasing is that he just isn't used to affection at all. But he's a fast learner, quietly watching how you interact with others and mimicking what feels right.

And it becomes easy. You, introducing him to small, everyday affection, and him, wanting to go along with it because he likes seeing you happy.

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"Are you two dating?" Yuji asks him one day.

"Dating."

"Yeah, you know. Seeing each other romantically. Kissing?" Yuji raises an eyebrow and a cheeky grin crosses his face. "Maybe even--"

"I don't think it's anything like that." Choso says abruptly.

"Oh." Yuji seems to deflate a little. "What's it like then?"

Choso thinks. It's not an easy question; defining the two of you. How does he explain to Yuji that he yearns to see you and yet, it's not like he really knows what he wants to do when he gets to you? He just likes sitting next to you. Being around you. Even in silence. It all seems quite contradictory and illogical.

Choso sighs. "I don't know."

-

It's like this: after long, tiring nights on missions, you'll seek him out and slump onto him--with no remorse for his small noise of protest. You don't fall asleep yet, not fully, but he's warm enough that you ramble, and you keep snuggling closer until you really end up asleep.

He doesn't stay. He doesn't think he's allowed to. There's some sort of unspoken barrier between that action and whatever this currently is. But regardless, you'll wake up to a blanket thrown over you wherever you are, and, very occasionally, a pillow tucked under your head.

And it's also him, showing up at late hours and asking if you want to go for a walk. This is where you find out the most about him: dreams, and what he thinks about everything and anything you've ever wanted to know. He's curious about you too. Perhaps you let your guard down easier at night.

-

"Choso?" You're standing at your door, head tilted at him. You've caught him waiting outside your door with his hand raised and prepared to knock.

He tenses slightly in his shoulders.

Huh. When did you start being able to notice things like that?

He clears his throat. "Did you just come back from a mission?"

You nod, wiping a tired hand over your face. "I just..."

Your words trail off as you see Choso take a step closer, arms outstretched as though he's going to-- Without thinking, you're stepping into it, arms wrapping around his waist as though you've done this a million times.

It's so easy, so right, that Choso lets out a breath he barely even realised he was holding. He adjusts you carefully in his arms, wrapping one arm around your waist and the other round your shoulders. It's comfortable.

'Are you two dating?'

Choso stifles a snort at the thought.

Maybe it's time he did some research into what that really meant.

[rabbitindemun]