#Watery eyes for days...

[newkiqx]

Gonna miss you so much you silly idiot

Look at this little muppet blessing us all with her undivided attention

[canisalbus]

Was at a farmers market recently and there was a giant white sighthound of some kind with a woman. He was standing stock-still nervously staring at this eggplant shaped exactly like his head until someone bumped the table, the eggplant moved, and he jumped about a foot in the air. The woman, who I don't think even saw what happened, just patted his head and told him 'everything is ok' without looking up from her tomatoes, and he just looked up at her with the most pathetic and tearful expression before hiding behind her legs from the produce. Like, I've never seen a dog that looked like it was physically holding back tears before, but now I get it. All I could think for the entire rest of the market was "that's Machete". Felt like I saw a celebrity. I get why you characterized him like that, the sighthounds really are just anxiety on stilts with big watery eyes. Just wanted to share.

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[blindmagdalena]

How do you think homelander would be with an s/o that casually likes to share food and drinks? Like they offer him a sip of their drink or are always trying to get him to try their food but on the other hand they also casually will take his drink (probably a glass of milk) and take a sip before handing it back

Also I feel like homie would be a huge crybaby with anything that’s too sour or spicy food/drink wise.

"Try a sip?" You offer, holding your strawberry lemonade out to Homelander.

He's taken aback. "Uh... sure." He moves to take the drink, but you beat him by simply bringing the straw closer to his lips. He feels a little silly—like a kid being spoon fed—but he obligingly takes a sip. He can't stop himself before he makes a face: it's much too sweet, and the sour doesn't help it any.

You laugh. He bristles initially, but you're not laughing at him, he realizes. You look sympathetic as you pull the drink away. "Not a fan?"

"No," he says flatly, wiping his lips.

"Maybe next time."

Sure enough, there are many, many next time's. Whenever you're eating or drinking something new, you've stopped asking before putting it in front of his mouth, and he's stopped questioning it. He's come to love the way you always feed it to him yourself.

He rarely ever likes what you have him sample, but it's not about the food, really. It's about the hundreds of tiny things you do each day to make him feel like a part of your life. It's about how eagerly you share your every little experience with him.

It's as if somehow you know just how much he's missed out on.

"Is this just milk?" You ask one day, pointing to his glass.

A small part of him braces. Will you think that's strange? "Yes." He watches you lift it without a thought and take a little sip of it. You wrinkle your nose, and he smiles, that flash of tension easing from his body. "Not a fan?"

"Not really," you admit, setting it back down.

"Maybe next time," he says fondly, taking a hefty swig of his own.

[luck-of-the-drawings]

!!! FLASHING LIGHTS WARNING!!! [IM NOT FUCKIN AROUND!!]

REACHED THE CUSP OF 'THIS MAY NEVER BE ABSOLUTELY FINISHED N IF I DONT SHOW IT NOW, IT WILL NEVER SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY.' SO HERE, A PROJECT IVE BEEN ORBITING AROUND UHH SINCE 2021 OR SO.

[nerdy-talks]

I know I’m a bit late to the party, and this topic has already been discussed by others… but I wanted to add my own thoughts/opinions regarding Lesson 35.

Personally… I think Mammon is absolutely correct :

Oh, I beg to differ, Satan.

Maybe Lucifer won't be fully controlled by his own powers, but it's extremely possible that he's being heavily influenced by them.

I'll go a step further and say I firmly believe that, although Lucifer may be better equipped at controlling himself/hiding the fact that his sin is starting to take over compared to his brothers, he IS still being greatly affected by his pride.

I previously said that Lucifer genuinely seems so manipulative and borderline controlling now (moreso than ever).

I also said that I strangely like that side of him not just in a kinky way either lol. I just truly mean that, generally speaking.

Why?

Because doesn’t it fit Lucifer perfectly?

I mean, think about it :

A prideful demon such as Lucifer couldn’t possibly be wrong. His viewpoint is the only thing that should make sense. His opinions matter, his advice and decisions should be accepted with the utmost gratitude. Because Lucifer knows best.

He’s right.

Call me crazy, but I feel like all of that plays in so well with the power struggle going on between Lucifer and MC right now.

(In reality, I would be butting heads way more with Lucifer. Simply because I am a pretty stubborn person, and I would challenge his idea that he knows me better than I know myself..... Yes, I still haven't let that go lol)

But I’m most excited for what may happen next…. because I wonder if Mephisto’s arrival will end up fueling Lucifer’s sin.

We all know how much Mephisto dislikes Lucifer.

And it’s bad enough that Mephisto is going to successfully interrupt a private trip between Lucifer and MC… but if Mephisto starts questioning and/or contradicting Lucifer, inserting himself in their conversations, acting like he knows more than Lucifer… perhaps it will lead to Lucifer’s pride consuming him.

After all, who is Mephisto or anything else to question or challenge the Avatar of Pride?~

Plus if MC is directly involved, I’m positive that will only exacerbate matters.

Well… either way, MC will be involved because we have to save our favorite sadistic old man haha xD

Anyway!

I am seriously looking forward to the next Lesson.

Maybe I’m a bit of a sadist myself for saying this, but I kinda really want to see Lucifer struggle to control his sin to the point where he absolutely needs MC’s help.

At the very least, it would be a good reason for Lucifer to potentially give in/change his mind and finally make a pact with us.

Either way, I’m excited for what will come next (:

[copia]

is he crying again or am i seeing things

[masterjedilenawrites]

Well, day 1 of my 3 day weekend was a wash due to horrible allergies 😭 I so badly wanted to do some writing (I’m almost done with the next chapter of In Other Words!) but alas, I could only take to bed and feel miserable. 💀 fml

[tinyevilgremlin]

so jung kiho's love language is acts of service (as if that's any surprise) and said acts of service include buying a whole freakin apartment, in case mokha ever needed it, and now that she does, he wastes no time in helping her move out, even buying and setting up some necessities first to prep the place for her. i have no words.

[hugsqueeze]

EVERYONE. EMERGENCY ALERT: IT'S GIRTHDAY AGAINNNNN YAYYYYYYYY 🌎🌈🌈💓💓💗💕💕💕💕💕💗💗🌈🌈🌈🩷🩷🩷👹👹👹🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️‼️ *STARTS TEARING THE ROOFS OFF OF HOUSES AND THROWING THEM INTO ORBIT AT SPEEDS SO FAST AND DANGEROUS THAT THEY COLLIDE INTO PLANETS AND INSTANTLY OBLITERATE THEM* HIIIII HAPPY GIRTHDAY TO THE ALWAYS UNENDINGLY EPIC AND BEST OF ALL TIME: @chalkpaste !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 👈‼️‼️‼️ HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIRTHWORMMMM ^_^ OMG AUGH I SUPER hope you had the most AMAZING and PROSPEROUS of days today ☝️ I hope that your birthday has been as swagful and delightful and lovely and life changing as you are YAYYYY *SPINS WITH YOU* 💕💕🌎🌈🌈🌈

[Bonus slightly alternate coloring under da cut + a (comically bad) first draft for fun]

Here's the slightly different version that I promised (base colors/no filter *smiles*)!

& OKAY I REALLY ALSO WANTED TO INCLUDE THIS BECAUSE I THOUGHT IT WAS (sort of 😭) FUNNY, but I was at work last week thinking about what I wanted to draw -> For Girthworm Birthday and I sketched out . This. On a sticky note LOLLL. Wow. Almost incomprehensible 👍

[aquareegia]

I accepted an unscheduled phone call. You should've seen the fear in my eyes. I imagine this is what a small animal feels like, when it's being hunted by a predator.

[maybe-boys-do-love]

Aof Noppharnach series really depend on the actors conveying that beneath whatever antics they’re getting up to, they are carrying around at least fifteen years of grief and sadness

[dumb-doll-lips]

Work is being so gross lately.

It’s felt like things were gonna get better w my new boss, but like other leadership is looking making changes with basically what’s the main part of my job that feel disconnected from what would help the people I work with, and would make my job harder.

[zipora666]

Once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. Then you have to send this to ten of your favourite followers (non-negotiable!)

Dang interesting challenge- I wanted to answer it quickly but it is so hard to find 5 thing!? Well it’s not easy to fine any from where I grew up from- but ig I’ll have to try!

I like that even if people didn’t ask or get interested I always want to do first thing mostly is fanart! I love to do it! No! Not bc of fame or idk I just love their art! Their ideas and creative mind I always want to find a way to thx them for bringing their amazing ideas here..

ig..um..that..I love animals? I love it that I care for them even tho in my place EVERYONE HATES AND I MEAN HATEEEEE. Like get disgusted and looking low to animals while I just really love and care for them! Especially my fish (dc.fisher) and koko! (My bird) I even sometimes if I have tuna with me I’ll feed to stray cat I met them since I was a child at old playground! I see them there still!

well..danm it’s hard to find more..cuz I feel like I’m showing off (WHICH IS NOT ITS OK AND U NEED TO PRAISE YOURSELF! I just have time bc the place im growing up now lol) ig..that I..try to be helpful? Even tho I’m bad at it I still try! Lol 😆

dang idk what to say um...ig that..I want to be the best mom figure and sister..to..my special big sis....well I don’t share it and DIDINT wanna share it but..let’s say I’m taking care of my big sis as my daughter too right now....? Ehh I hope one day I be enough to please her and take care of her healthy!

5 wow I can’t believe I’m already at five! Thx so much for the question it’s my first time to say positive stuff to myself too lol so let’s see..ig.. I love how even sometimes I want to give up art bc the way it looks but still my body and mind keep telling me to go on! Keep moving! You don’t have to be perfect but soon you be very good artist too!

Thx again really 🙏 you kinda made my day now! Even tho it’s night! I hope you doing good too you amazing person!

[gumpistol]

The navigator has woven a bracelet for her captain, with varying shades of red thread. If one looked closely enough, they might see a few other colors, too. Orange and green, notably. A small seashell dangles from the center of the bracelet, as she takes Luffy’s wrist and ties the gift around it.

It was difficult to buy gifts for Luffy; like many men in her life, he didn’t value material things. Still, Nami wanted to give him something, that he could hold and cherish. In comparison to the other gift she’d purchased—- a bouquet of meat. Differing flavors and seasonings of jerky, bacon, sticks of sausages, pepperoni, and Nami had even asked the butcher to include some chicken legs, for good measure. She knew that gift would disappear in a matter of moments.

“And since it’s your birthday,” she tells him with a smirk lifting upon her features. “You can hold my hand as long as you want. Okay?” A caring hand fixes messy, raven strands, as she presses a kiss to his temple. “Happy birthday, captain.”

   raven locks bob as the pirate tries to get a curious glimpse at what exactly is being secured to his wrist. he can't see! the navigator's hands are blocking his view. lips press tightly together, and he fidgets in his seat as he tries to be patient. even so, Luffy can't help the way his gaze darts to the meat every few seconds, then to his wrist, and then back again to the edible bouquet that is definitely causing saliva to pool in his mouth. but when fingers are finally moved, he blinks at the woven bracelet now tied there, dark irises shifting as he gets a better look. after a moment or two, features shift into a warm smile. 

   ❝ hey look !! it's me, you, and zoro !! ❞ it's said while an opposite finger points out each respective color. ❝ so cool! i'll take good care of it! i promise ... ❞

   his voice trails off as focus is reeled in, centering on the gentle touch of fingers attempting to push wild strands in a cooperative direction, and then the slight, warm tingling sensation left behind from the navigator's lips on his temple. Luffy's chest rises and falls with one expansive breath, and as he exhales, shoulders appear to relax. for a moment, the captain is oddly quiet.

   after a few seconds pass, he finally glances up, fixing Nami with a bright grin. however, there's a subtle difference in the expression, something hardly noticeable. his features are softer and lacking any tension.

  ❝ you mean it? thanks Nami! for everything! you're the best! ❞ he's going to eat all the meat now, but right after that, he will be holding her hand the rest of the day.

@chatcambrioleur / 𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐘 𝐋𝐔𝐅𝐅𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐘!

[1tbls]

sunrise parrot blossom, or whatever. i got compliments on my diy haircut today and im happy :')

[masterofrecords]

Angstober day 8: Dark Days

Ah. Once more I return to the topic of Faye. This is something of a sequel to last year's Fever as well as a prequel to Hand-made Miracles.

Like Clockwork

The Coleridge mansion was always filled with peculiar gadgets, clockwork helpers, the sound of moving gears. The many timepieces counted the time precisely, coldly, obscuring the deafening silence.

“I don’t think you should be drinking right now.”

Something clanged to the floor.

“Shut up and fuck off.”

Ah. Profanities. Perhaps Orion underestimated the situation.

He carefully moved several delicate-looking components, metal and glass intertwined into a future something, and hopped onto the table where Leo was having his pity party.

“I don’t think I will,” Orion said, leaning back onto his hands to be able to better see Leo’s face.

“Screw you,” Leo replied without much heat in his voice. If anything, he looked tired and defeated.

He also looked terribly drunk despite the only bottle on the table being half-empty. Lightweight.

“If that makes you feel better, sure. What are best friends for?” Orion flicked Leo’s forehead and sighed. “But somehow, I doubt this problem has such an easy solution.”

Leo’s face crumbled, and Orion scolded himself for the joke, but rather than blow up at Orion, Leo instead dropped his head onto his arms, fingers clawing at his sleeves.

“What do I do?” he asked, voice choked and muffled. “Orion, what the fuck do I do?”

Orion softly jumped off the table to instead lean awkwardly so he could hug Leo’s shoulders. If only he knew the answer – hell, any answer to that.

“She keeps getting worse, she’s always in pain, always burning up. What if there’s no cure?” Leo’s shoulders shook, and Orion clutched at them tighter.

“Hey, come on, don’t think that way,” he tried, even though the words tasted ashen in his mouth. “I… I’m sure Remi will think of something. She’s promised to ask around, didn’t she? Do you really think all across the world, there is no one who knows how to treat this stupid thing?”

Leo said nothing, and Orion had a feeling he didn’t truly believe in that last sliver of hope.

In truth, Orion had trouble finding the strength to believe it himself. He patted Leo’s head, noting how the red locks were damp with sweat. Did Leo also have a fever? Or was it just drunkenness?

“Look, Leo,” he paused and swallowed, unsure what to say, “you know we all love Faye very much, right? She’s like a little sister to all of us, not just you. We’ll do all we can, okay? I promise you. If there is any chance at all, we’ll do what you need us to do. So… don’t lose hope, okay? Because I don’t think we can deal with both of you being out of commission.”

He felt like the last coward saying it, but he also added, “Faye needs you to be strong, doesn’t she? You’re her big brother, so don’t you dare let her down.”

Leo was quiet for some time, and Orion wondered if he’d finally fallen asleep. Was anyone else still in the house? Orion would probably need help getting Leo to bed on his own…

“If she…” Leo suddenly sniffed. “What would I do without her? She’s…”

Orion forcefully unclenched his jaw. “Come on, don’t think like that.”

“It’s all I can think about,” Leo argued, finally raising his head and looking at Orion. “All these years – ever since – it’s been the two of us. She’s still just a kid, Ori.”

She wasn’t, not really, but Orion knew what Leo was talking about. He – at some point, all of them – had practically raised Faye. How old was she when their parents died? Eight? Nine? Back then, Leo was barely into adulthood himself.

To them, to Leo, she would always be that little girl, no matter how strong her magic had become or how proficient she was with clockworks.

Orion straightened up, his back protesting from being in a hunched position for too long. “Think about it this way,” he suggested. “What will she do without you? She’s still here. Spend this time with her, not with a bottle or these gears.”

“I just wish I could do something,” Leo’s face twisted again, a desperate, doomed attempt not to cry. “I can’t – we’re just sitting here. I want to help her, and I can’t and it’s –“

It was torture, Orion finished in his head. Not just Faye’s illness, but seeing Leo like this, reduced to frayed nerves and sunken eyes, anxious in his helplessness.

He’d been on autopilot these last few weeks, and Orion couldn’t figure out if it was good or bad that the dam had finally broken.

Orion got on his knees and took Leo by the shoulder. He’d run out of platitudes, but Leo probably didn’t need them by now. At that point, all Orion could offer was companionship.

Leo half-turned towards him and suddenly collapsed onto him, his light frame heavy with premature grief.

Orion hugged him and swallowed around the tightness in his own throat.

Leo cried into his shoulder motionlessly, silently.

Minutes ticked by on the heavy hands of the workshop clock.

In the house where metal came to life, three people were falling apart.