#and i hope you're feelings better now

[hyacinthsdiamonds]

I'm sorry but James Vowles criticising how Red Bull has treated their drivers in the past, only to go and then treat Logan far worse while pulling the exact same shit Red Bull did, ie the exact behaviour he criticised and called them out for, is so freaking infuriating like the sheer hypocrisy -

[humbuns]

when did that start?

[pigeonagere]

hello!! if youve got the time (and the want to do so) could you make an agere board themed around pastels, sleepytime stuff, and toys (particularly the soft ones)? i'm currently very sick, and these colors and themes comfort me quite a bit :]

Soft pastel sleepy board! 🌙

[hobiebrownismygod]

Hey hun, I need some hobie comfort. Basically been in a terrible headspace liking planning my final letter type of mind. (not important) anyway I'm usually numb when it comes to these things, so based on something that happened a few weeks back. Miguel is in a bad mood and just lays it into y/n. And needless to say she bursts and full out sobs her heart out, knee dropping type pain from having it built up for weeks and hobie just comforting her. (if you're up to it lovie❤️ have a good day)

I'm so sorry that you're feeling this way :( I hope you can get into a better place soon!! I hope what I wrote helps <3

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The door shut behind you with a SLAM as you practically ran out of Miguel's office, leaving him behind to yell at the wall rather than you. He'd been in a "bad mood" this past week and it seemed as though he needed an outlet. That outlet ended up being the first person he could see, which, of course, ended up being you.

So you'd accidentally dropped one of his gadgets earlier. It didn't break or anything, so why was he so angry? Why did he-why did everyone have to take everything out on you?

You tried your hardest not to cry as you shoved your way into one of the many cramped closets littering HQ and closed the door behind you. You sat down, curling up against the wall of the dark, tight room as you panted, slowly letting the tears stream down your face.

Your sobs were just barely muffed by your knees as you cried, harder than you'd cried in a long time, making it seem as though by the time you were done, there'd be a large puddle of your own tears beneath you.

But then, the noise just barely hidden by your loud, raspy exhales, you heard three soft knocks. You quieted yourself, not even bothering to lift your head.

"Darling? You in here?"

Hobie.

You must've ran past him on your way here without even noticing. You stayed silent, hoping he'd just leave you alone. You didn't want him to see you like this.

"Come on dove, just let me in." He knocked again, refusing to take no for an answer as the handle of the door jiggled.

You simply curled yourself up even tighter. He wouldn't be able to get through the lock, would he? At least, he wouldn't try that hard...right?

But to your dismay, not even a brass lock would be able to stop Hobie Brown from coming in to comfort his girl.

The door swung open and he stood there, a shocked look on his face. When he saw you sitting there on the ground, all bundled up like a child, his expression softened and he frowned.

"Hey, you" he said gently, crouching down in front of you, long arms reaching out towards you to pull you into a hug. "What happened?"

You didn't look at him as he pulled you into his arms, kissing the top of your head with a bittersweet smile and rubbing your back. He stayed silent for another moment before sighing.

"You don't want to talk? Alright. That's okay. I'll just stay here with you, baby." He whispered, nuzzling his nose into your hair and holding you tight.

"he yelled at me." You sniffled quietly after a beat. Hobie's expression perked up when he heard your voice and he smiled softly into your hair. "He yelled at you?" He asked gently.

"Mhmm." you nodded, wiping at your wet, teary eyes before burying your face in his chest. He chuckled softly in response, pulling off his vest and wrapping it around you to hold you even closer, hands settling on your back. "That bastard." He muttered, lips grazing the top of your forehead. "You want me to go piss him off?"

"No." You sniffled again, shaking your head. "He'll just be more mad." You felt the tears welling up in your eyes again and hid your face in his neck, shivering slightly as you began to cry.

"Aww, dove..." He looked as though he might start crying himself as he snuggled you, kicking the door closed with his foot so that the two of you could be in total privacy. "What's going on with you? You don't usually get this worked up over him.

"I don't know." You sobbed, pulling back slightly. He immediately held you tighter, forcing your head back onto his neck. "No, no, it's okay, keep crying. It's okay."

You relaxed against him, letting the tears just fall out as you tried to calm yourself. "Shhh. You're doing good, baby, keeping crying. Let it all out." He cooed, pulling you into his lap and rocking you gently.

As you slowly began to calm down, he cupped your face in his hands, looking into your tear-stained face for the first time. "My poor peng" he cooed again, kissing your forehead and holding you against his chest.

"I'm just so tired of being yelled at, 'Bie." You whispered, closing your eyes again as you wrapped your arms around his waist, hugging him tightly.

"I know, baby, I know" He said gently, laying back against the wall so he could prop you up against him. "Next time he yells at you, you come to me, right? I'll take care of him."

"Okay" you said, mustering up a smile for him as you wiped your wet face again. At seeing this, his expression immediately lit up and he kissed you, holding you close. "Cuz no one yells at my dove. No one." He said again, kissing all over your face, cleaning your face of your tears before nuzzling your neck. "Especially not that dictator wanker."

You giggled, closing your eyes and pulling his warm vest around yourself a little tighter as he held you, rocking you like a baby, back and forth, side to side, whispering in your ear about how much he loves you.

"I love youuu" He teased, "I love you my little doe"

"Doe? You mean dove?" You asked, looking up at him curiously. At this, he just laughed harder, holding your face in his hands. "You know, a doe, a baby deer. You look like a doe with those big, gorgeous eyes of yours"

You shook your head, laughing as he kissed your nose, just barely pressing his lips against the tip before hugging you again.

"My lovely little doe. I'm not gonna let anyone yell at you again, alright?"

"I love you, 'Bie."

He grinned a shit-eating grin, knowing that he'd finally succeeded at cheering you up. "I love you too, darling. More than you'd ever know."

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[egophiliac]

i need to know when u watch episode 5 of gotchard, because it is by far the best episode of the season so far for a variety of reasons

toku really is just the absolute best

[fatuismooches]

Hi!! :) I was a bit sad tonight and thought, how would Pantalone comfort the reader? And which Harbinger would you say would be the second (or first) best at comforting someone? :) feel free not to do this if you don't feel like it, I just thought maybe it'd catch your interest! :) Cheers!

Pantalone would gently sweep you into his arms, hoisting you onto his lap. It's no good trying to hide from him, yes he may be a very busy man, but that doesn't change the fact he'll always have time for his darling, especially when you're sad. All his attention would be on you, softly stroking your cheek as he gently urged you to speak to him, because he'd do anything to see that lovely smile back on your face. But he won't force you to, he'll respect your choice regardless, and it won't stop him from pampering you either way. You probably wouldn't feel like doing much so he would happily take care of you if you so desired, brushing your hair and redressing you into something more comfortable so he can cuddle you while you sleep. He may even work from home for a few days if you really need his comfort. Of course, his wealth is always open to you if you need it. Obviously, he knows he can't buy your feelings with money, but if there's anything you need he'll take care of it as he always has done.

Childe is also quite exceptional at comforting you. He's used to it considering how often he plays the big brother for his siblings. Which is also why he knows every line in the book if you try to write off your emotions as nothing or unimportant. He can clearly see how you're feeling. Good thing he is pretty well equipped for these situations. He'd settle you down into a nice bath and gently wash you, and what's more, he'd amuse you with the miniature water creatures he's created for you. When comforting you, Childe pretty much goes with your flow. That's what makes him great. He'd cook your comfort foods, but if you're not hungry he'd read you something in that voice of his that you love, or if you'd rather sit in silence he'll make sure to hold you and stroke your hair, and if you want to talk about it he'll listen intently. If seeing and playing with his little siblings is the sort of thing that could make you feel better, he'd gladly invite them over. Overall if you're sad, Childe's definitely your man.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

i’m unbelievably sick right now, and to cope, i’m thinking more about the abyssal contamination concept you came up with a while ago, since my main symptoms are fatigue and general aching. i love how you described childe’s worry and doubts as the illness got worse, while still having him comfort and look after us. i love angst and comfort so much, you work with it so well!!

aaahhhh i hope you feel better soon!! Foul Legacy is hugging you gently right now

he takes care of you as you deteriorate, not sure exactly what's doing on or why. all he knows is that you're sick, and you're not getting better, and that he wants to keep you safe and happy as possible. Legacy has abandoned your bed as your resting place in all but name- you spend most of your sleeping hours tucked away in his blanket nest, cuddled against him and the innumerable cushions around the room. he holds you close, delicate in his touch, claws carefully running up and down your back and massaging the worst pains as he purrs soothingly. it hurts to see you like this. always lethargic and aching, choking on a substance he can't see. and that's the thing, it's can't be a common cold or illness, or else Foul Legacy would also fall mildly sick. he frets over you when you sleep, adjusting the blankets and toying with the ends of your hair with trembling talons

when you're too weak to go out and restock the cupboards, he musters his courage and ventures out for you. there are a lot of fresh fruits in the basket he brings back, plucked straight from the trees- Legacy knows that the city folk would scream if he wandered into the market. he nudges them towards you, gently rumbling and crooning as he encourages you to eat and sip water. Legacy always chitters in approval when you manage a few bites, gently bumping his head against yours before settling down to curl around you. you'll get better- he knows you will. you have to. maybe it's just a sickness that doesn't affect him, and you'll be right as rain after a few days- weeks- of bedrest

Foul Legacy closes his crystalline eye with a coo, not knowing that it is his Abyssal presence slowly draining your life

[deoidesign]

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[sysig]

Go play pretend on your own (Patreon)

[rotisseries]

tired of people who want pjo movie references in the disney+ show. "logan lerman should've been-" i don’t care. "poker face in the casino-" actually i hope ms. gaga keeps her entire discography miles away from it. i don't care move on

[silusvesuius]

this tree from my new drawing looking goated afffffff 👑👑

[evilkitten3]

au where there's like a paperwork error and sasuke ends up on team eight. but no one else's placement changes. so kakashi has to deal with just naruto and sakura, who isn't filtering herself at all. or better yet, sasuke gets swapped with kiba, so kakashi has to deal with three loudmouth hotheads, one of whom can just track him down whenever he's late.

meanwhile kurenai's first lesson is homicide 101 and sasuke thinks he just hit the team jackpot

[secondbeatsongs]

"DNI if you-" this and "Don't follow if you-" that; you're all cowards. just put this in your bio like it's 2007

[longagoitwastuesday]

I have learnt things about Geto that I wish I could unlearn

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

this is a tiny pet peeve but i think its kinda odd that people seem to like. forget, or maybe just neglect to take into account, that yellow, for whatever reason (whether he's an alt universe john or a fresh piece of this universe's KIY that kayne went and ripped off) has ALSO been trapped in the dark world prior to being with arthur and has exactly as many Feelings about it. this is a very load bearing character trait imo

[inquebrar]

QSMP was one of the projects that had one of the biggest personal impacts on me. since i was younger, i have always been fascinated by getting to know different cultures and learning new languages ​​has always been something that captivated me. although for years i have "been part" of many fandoms and followed different projects, series, groups and things like that for years sometimes, but i just had my interests without having no one to talk with and share it. so this was the first time that i really participated actively and was so engaged in the "fandoms" i'm part of, to talk about it, share my theories and analyzes and stuff like that. so at the beginning (and tbh i still feel a little) i was always very nervous to talk about it or talk with other people in general (especially in a language that is not my mother tongue) because it was something so out of my comfort zone, but through qsmp i learned more about cultures and languages ​​that before i didn't even thought about learning, i felt the desire to continue learning languages ​​that i had left aside, i felt more proud of my nationality, i met very kind people from different countries, it brought me a lot of joy seeing many people starting to learn my language too and see so many people who like the same things as me who share opinions and interests and even people who speak my language who are also very engaging it's so cool to see and the whole feeling of unity, comfort and cultural mix between different people made me extremely passionate about this project and the things it provided.

but unfortunately, recently it has been very difficult to deal with the excess of negativity and heavy topics and serious matters that came to the surface and started to accumulate with disappointments and overwhelming things that i had been feeling for a while. having hyperfixation on qsmp stopped being something that motivated me and brought me happiness, it started to affect my mental health in a bad and unhealthy way, which already hasn't been so good in the last few days. so i thought i'd just vent a little so that maybe someone who is in a similar situation and having similar feelings to mine will feel less alone or a little more understood.

i heard Quackity's recent statement and i was relieved to see that he handled the situation responsibly and addressed the matters without taking away the importance also genuinely apologizing, it was a difficult and sad situation to witness in general but with the server closed on a temporary break, i really hope that he now stays informed and aware of how his team is working and how things are happening behind the scenes. i hope that this brings more organization, communication, correct and respectful treatment to all those who work to maintain the project with care and commitment, and i hope things get an extremely significant change and that everything improves from now on. i still have a lot of love for this project and i want to believe things will be more positive again, but in the meantime i hope that everyone who was affected by everything that has been happening takes care of themselves and always remember that you are important, your feelings are valid and you're not alone. speak up when you feel the need, when you feel disrespected, when you need help. also don't forget to be kind (to yourself too) and i'm waiting for better days.