#but lovely

[thatartiststudios]

Since I've been feeling particularly generous lately, here's a snippet of another upcoming fic based on this headcanon by @mandaloriandragontrainer

As the sun cast its golden hues across the sky, illuminating the balcony with its warm glow, Callum stood there, his gaze fixed on the horizon, lost in thought. Rayla approached him, her footsteps silent. She wrapped her arm around his, feeling the strength in his grip as he held her hand.

“Morning, love,” she whispered, her voice soft and tender, a familiar greeting that echoed through the countless mornings they had shared together.

Callum turned to her, his eyes reflecting the colors of dawn as he pressed a gentle kiss to her hair. “Morning,” he replied, his voice carrying a weight she couldn't quite place.

“Enjoying the sunrise?” Rayla asked, her tone light, though a hint of concern lingered beneath the surface.

For a moment, there was silence, broken only by the distant sounds of birds greeting the new day. Callum's gaze remained fixed on the horizon, his expression pensive. Then, with a quiet intensity, he spoke, his words barely above a whisper.

“It's my last,” he confessed, his voice tinged with a mixture of resignation and acceptance.

Rayla's heart skipped a beat, her grip tightening on his arm as she searched his face for any sign of reassurance. “What do you mean?” she asked, her voice trembling slightly, her mind racing with a thousand questions and fears.

He turned to her, a gentle smile gracing his lips, his eyes reflecting a mixture of sadness and acceptance. “It's almost time, Ray,” he murmured softly.

Rayla's heart clenched in denial. “No,” she protested, her voice trembling with emotion, “don't go,” she pleaded, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

But Callum's smile remained tender, almost serene, as he reached out to caress her cheek, wiping away her tears with a gentle touch. “I have to, love,” he whispered, his voice steady yet filled with love, “but I'll still be with you, always.” His reassurance offered her a flicker of comfort, but the weight of impending loss hung heavily in the air.

Rayla's lip trembled, her voice faltering as she struggled to find the right words. “Callum...” she choked out, her heart breaking with the impending farewell.

[sparklyoats]

I keep forgetting to share things on here. Sorry😅 this week we’re in the cabin having a autumn holiday with my parents 🥰 and next week i will start ‘working’ as an internship thing at my school🥹

[rottedbrainz]

Two types of Wally fanart

LMAO I WANTED TO BUST OUT LAUGHING WHEN I SAW THESE POP UP IN MY FEED AT THE SAMETIME!!!

Anyway @xx-sketchy-xx and @michaelstarman both of your art is absolutely amazing and I hope something like this happens again! :)

[sparkles-and-trash]

Watching Parks and Rec again and realizing Ben and Leslie were both at least mid thirties when they met is kinda crazy

[the-greatest-8]

"This is a child," They state, with their eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed, "you have brought me a small child."

Now, I have never claimed to be the smartest tool in the toolshed- However, I begin to feel as though there was a misunderstanding. "..Yes?" I answer, and watch as their eye twitches. I ponder if perhaps, by chance, they did not want this child. Surely that must be it. I glance at the child I acquired.

The child in question peers up at me from their resting place, which is my foot. They have wrapped their little arms and legs tightly around my leg, and have refused to release it. I wonder if they have also come to the conclusion they were the wrong child too.

I look back up at my.. employer? Friend..? ..The person of whom I have collected a child for, and watch as they stuff their face into their hands while letting out a choked laugh(?). I feel my own face scrunch in confusion, I could have sworn they were upset. Maybe they simply were surprised at how well I did? Yes, I decide, they were just expecting me to take longer.

I smile, remove the child from my leg, and gently place them in my.. persons chair. I pat the kids head and start to leave, ignoring the spluttering behind me. Strange, I think, it almost sounded like they were telling me to 'Wait' and 'That is not what I MEANT.' I ignore it, and enjoy the dopamine from a job well done.

[zr3009]

My Song for You

Close to me~

Close to me~

[jandjsalmon]

Fun Story to Share.

I got my (now 18-year-old) daughter into Ao3 back in 2021. I taught her she should always comment - even if the fic looks old or abandoned or whatever. She did.

Well - she got this email this morning:

The fic was written in 2014 and essentially abandoned.

Bethy read and reviewed in 2021 (and was actually the only person who had commented at all).

Today in 2025 - the final chapter was posted by the author and this was her reply to Bethy’s comment.

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Never question whether a fic is too old to comment on.

[kzlatkova]

Anyone who's ever done anything creative needs to fucking see this.

[delsincloud]

[skarsgards-bill]

Andrew Garfield talks to Elmo about grief and the passing of his mother

[catcrumb]

[jewish-joy]

I recently got an on-campus job. During the interview process, I requested that I not be scheduled on Friday nights or Saturdays as I am a Jewish student.

My boss immeadiately brightened and rushed to explain - "Of course ! Of course! We want to accomodate you! We have another worker who takes off for Ramadan. Do you need to take off for Ramadan?"

I shook my head, incredibly confused. "Uh. That's. Not my jurisdiction. I'm good." Boss nodded but was sure to add "Let me know if that ever changes. We can help you with Ramadan."

[dubioushonour]

Spin this wheel of ~300 AO3 tags three times.

[mysillycomics]

[molzysketch]

Twitter loved this a lot so I’ll share it here too 👍

pspspspspsp if you guys like gravity falls check out the new shakers at molzysketch.com