#They're so soft and I love them?

[helsenn]

Another one!! 💛

[yubriamakesart]

Shortly after uploading this I saw a post where someone mentioned how Mr. Qi is canonically a creepypasta character now. And like. Surely. If you've read my webcomic. You know I can't resist that.

[sunsestart]

I'm so normal about them

[zivazivc]

“Floyd, could you sing to me?”

The big brother looked up from where he was tucking the blanket under Branch’s feet. “Sure thing,” he said with a light smile.  “What would you like to hear? A lullaby?”

“I don’t know,” Branch mumbled as he nestled his head into the pillow. “You choose.”

Floyd could still see a crease of worry between his baby brother’s brows. He softly brushed a thumb over it in a silent reassurance that everything was going to be okay before he turned around to reach for their dad’s old guitar.

I think Floyd would often sing to Branch to get him to fall asleep, usually the songs and lullabies their parents sang when the older four were still little.

I know in the movie it seemed like they all left right after their fight, but I like to imagine that they just stormed off to cool off and that they actually left in the following days. And that this was the last song Floyd sang for Branch that night. :')

Both Sides Now (specifically this cover by Voncken) Rows and flows of angel hair And ice cream castles in the air And feather canyons everywhere I've looked at clouds that way But now they only block the sun They snow and rain on everyone So many things I would've done But clouds got in the way I've looked at clouds from both sides now From up and down, and still somehow It's clouds’ illusions, I recall I really don't know clouds at all Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels The dizzy dancin' way you feel When every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughin' as you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions, I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now my friends, they’re acting strange They shake their heads, and say I've changed Well, something's lost, but something's gained In living life each day I've looked at life from both sides now From up and down And give and take And win and lose, and still somehow It's life's illusions, I recall I really don't know life... I really don't know life at all

[nooskadraws]

exu trio 🌿🌸🎵

[chiricat]

acheswan 🔥

[graciehart]

gif request meme

@burningblake asked the mentalist + favorite location ⤷ Home. ♡

[iizuumi]

[nartml]

Zukka is that ship that brings you only joy and fun and good and fuzzy vibes but you don't really want it to become canon because there's literally no need at all

[ghostlyarchaeologist]

Aw, Eliot, you do care!

Leverage S02E08 The Ice Man Job.

[strayingsocks]

break time ✨

[fr-wiwiw]

another Gahan colored sketches for @gayautisticraccoon ! thankyou for the love & support for Gahan and me xD 💖

[ingravinoveritas]

Just wanted to make a separate post about this because I think I somehow hadn't seen this clip before now, and I'm not over this particular moment. The soft, adoring look that Michael gives David here is everything. It's not even that it's a particularly long look, but it's the way it lingers, and the way Michael waits to look away until he knows David has seen him looking. And then David, who'd had his arms hanging at his sides, unconsciously mirrors Michael and clasps his hands in front of him as soon as he looks back. Everything about this is magic, and I love that Michael and David were so in sync with each other five years ago and are even more so now...

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

A cold winter day, and for some reason Howdy is unusually fluffy and Barnaby loves it

NO YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND i think about them w/ winter coats So Fucking Much its not even funny-

[mydarlinglaszlo]

ok so i was really waiting for someone to gif the mika/jules scene at the end of 21x02 cause i unfortunately do not know how and i wanted to reblog it badly so ig a screenshot will suffice for now. ahhhhhhhh. it was such a short scene but it was!! so much!! to me!!

this was so soft??? them coming back to mika's house wearing civvies so they were together after work? the song in the background was so good. they were obviously holding hands or something before that. and jules stopping her for a moment before they're heading inside. the forehead touch. the way they were about to kiss before they heard Kwan playing video games (so it was obviously late). I'll forgive Kwan for the blocking cause my boy is Going Through It and I did love that they joined to keep him company, and mika helping jules beat him?? GOD!! 🥺

i love them sm!! why are they giving this to me now when midori is about to leave the show. i should not get invested in her and jules. but alas i fear it is too late. idk there is just something so sweet about them :(

[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

Water!Dew & Ifrit tender wound dressing anyone ?

"How did you do this, again ?"

Ifrit blushes, hanging his head down to try and hide the flush on his cheeks.

"...broke a jar when I opened it."

Dewdrop looks up from where he's cleaning the deep cuts in Ifrit's palm, eyebrows climbing up his forehead.

"With your bare hands ?"

Ifrit feels his face getting warmer.

"...with my bare hands."

From where he's perched on the counter, legs swinging under him, Dew levels Ifrit with a stare that's supposed to convey something like "what the fuck", but gets ruined by the fond twitch of his lips. Ifrit shifts on his stool, only for Dewdrop's tail to slap him lightly on the wrist, admonishing.

"Stay still. You have to be more careful, big guy. The objects around here aren't build to resist your big paws."

The rubbing alcohol on the cuts doesn't sting as much as it usually does, or maybe it's because Ifrit has a hard time focusing on something else than the fluttering of Dew's long lashes, the water ghoul lazer focused on his task. His long fingers are careful around Ifrit's own hands, thumb soothingly rubbing his pulse point everytime the fire ghoul twitches or accidentally let out a hiss.

"Almost done, Fritter. You'll be good as new in a heartbeat."

Dewdrop's skin is blissfully cool against Ifrit's as he ties the last of bandages, finally looking up. Blue, blue, blue, blue eyes, unguarded, softer than he usually let them be, as the water ghoul offers Ifrit a little smile.

"Feeling better ?"

Ifrit doesn't realize he leaned forward until his forehead almost bumps against Dew's, their noses brushing. Suddenly, he can't look away from the water ghoul's lips as he mumbles.

"Yeah, 'm good, and you're- you're beautiful."

Chuckling in what little space there is left between them, Dewdrop playfully tugs on the inverted cross dangling from Ifrit's neck, purposefully moving away just the slightest bit everytime the fire ghoul tries to mold their mouthes together, making him chase his lips until Dew's bent so far back on the counter he might as well be laying on it, Ifrit hovering above him, forearms braced on each side of the water ghoul's body, pleading expression on his face as he whines softly at being denied so many times.

Finally, finally, Dewdrop takes pity on him, let Ifrit kiss him all slow and sweet, nuzzling his neck afterward, content purr filling the kitchen.

Ifrit distantly thinks that he could live for years like this, in a little pocket of time with a pretty water ghoul, soft teasing and sweet kisses.