#emotioal

[lackpenny]

a broken man's last effort, all for nothing

[dearmyloveleys]

love and hatred each fill half the heart.

大梦归离 (Fangs of Fortune) 2024

(3/?)

[existingingrey]

Mind empty just thinking about this parallel.

And realising SC’s protective instincts toward JW don't just stem from fear and a sense of duty but a need for redemption.

He wants to keep JW close and be kept in loop about all of his activities, he wants to prove to himself that he can protect and care.

This act of caring is not just about shielding JW from harm, it is becoming a source of healing for SC himself.

[bununuu]

might as well call me #1 shun defender bc that is my SON

[urapunk]

MAX AND BRUNA SHORT FIC.....

It was bullworths annual 'spring forward' dance, which just so happened to fall on the 50th anniversary of bullworth this year. It was beautiful, so nice and sweet. All the girls were dressed in short dresses and other on gowns, pinky was in a beautiful emerald green silk with black velvet gloves which bruna couldn't stop gushing over.

Bruna, the lady herself, was dressed in a nice cinderella blue minidress, which crabblesnitch wouldnt originally allow so she had to get it customized to reach a few inches above her knees. It was expensive, less than pinky but more than any of the other girls, with a pair of white heels that had the buckle around the ankle and cute, thicker bases that everyone loved back in 1994.

Her hair had been curled, curled nice, taut, and fair. Noemi did her hair, pulling it all up into a bun shaped mostly like a flower, parting her frings and fixing it to go both ways like little curtains with stray strands curled to perfection and hanging so sweetly, with gel used to make a soft curl infront of her ear. She looked so fair, so elegant and so irresistable...... But her date was nowhere in sight.

She moved the little boutonniere up her wrist a little to check her watch, until her other arm was pulled which sent her into a twirl. She knew it was max, the calloused yet soft hands were familiar to her own. She felt the hand at the back of her head which pushed her face against his cheek. She was the same height as him, which was annoying but adorable. Imagine it, always eye level with your partner.. But they never really were eye level.

she reached for a napkin from the punch table they were beside, dabbing it beside his mouth with a sort of ceinge on her face, but a sweet one. She nearly greeted him until he blurted out quicker than she could. "Care for a dance, fair lady?" Hah! He was such a gentleman, such a sweet man tonight! She nodded and he gave her another twirl, bursting a giggle from her sweet, strawberry lip balm coated lips. He ruffled her bangs which gave her a frown. "Max, don't do that! It looked so good!" She cried, attempting to fix it without a mirror and a playful frown on her face, stretching at her features and aging her face just a tad more.

The song was a beautiful one, an older one for sure since it was the half a century anniversary, they themed it oldies. It was a song by leseley gore, she couldnt tell the name but she knew it was a lesley gore song.

Max was holding a cup of punch, smiling for once during that day as he held her close..

With her heels she was a bit taller, which allowed her to press her face into his sweet crisped blonde curls. His own hands rested on her sides... Intil one was pulled away, and then the other.. And the warmth left, just as quick as the front of the train. She glanced over to see gary, white button up and black slacks, careying away her date. Her dance. HER BOYFRIEND! NOT HIS!

She tried to fight but gary was quick, but she managed to grab maxes wrist, only to met with the force of him pulling away leaving him to splash punch on her dress. The dress she had paid so much to get customized, just for her.

And he had no regard. No care, no notice. Not even a snicker did he give her. She just stared as the cooled liquid stained through her dress and against her stomach, which was a lovely metaphor of how this had sank through her gut, like the liquid sank through the oh so expensive silk. The makeup done by mandy began to run down her face as she watched gary convince max once more, and she didnt want to stick around to watch. She could bare to seem him do something stupid anymore.... But she didnt move. She wanted to look at him, just a moment longer.

Because only a moment longer, would she ever put up with him.

'Here he comes heading straight in my direction, and there he goes, passing me by!'

[nicollekidman]

i actually don't hate the potentials as much this time as i did the first time bc it's truly not their fault that joss whedon doesn't believe girls can socialize/be friendly with each other

[megatraven]

TINA WENT TO LOUISE'S POETRY READING!!!!!!!!!

[mendedrum]

Razumikhin personally hand feeding and bathing Raskolnikov and also entertaining Raskolnikov's guests and also buying Raskolnikov new clothes and also making Raskolnikov's little room decent enough to receive visitors

(while also smart enough to piss of Raskolnikov's future brother-in-law, while also astute enough to connect the dots about the actions of Raskolnikov, the murderer)

btch i might cry

Razumikhin is too good for this world

[jorrated]

POV: the face my therapist makes while i say what i think is the most normal thing ever while on video call

[vanlegion]

Simms 2

So oddly enough this was actually the very first pic I drew of Simmons, and half way through it, I went and did a bunch of sketch ups. (The first post I just did) I wasn't feeling like I'd gotten the face quite right in my head as of yet. But I was overall fairly happy with the rest of it. Body wise, I just see him as the tall ass gangly motherfucker who ends up building some descent upper strength. Dude's always happy to grab up that Rocket Launcher.

And shirtless to show off a. . small portion of Cyborg Bullshit. Because I chose to angle him at a 3/4th angle. FML. Anywho, this is were I started looking at parts on the armored robot bodies and trying to guess how they could fit on his. There's surprisingly a good number of curved pieces. I also looked extensively as pictures of scar tissue, scars from operations and skin grafts.

[aligatorrageinator]

Sometimes the takes are so bad you gotta scan the tag in bursts, taking a second to doodle the correct [to you fiction is subjective yadda yadda] dynamic inbetween rounds.

[oliverkuehnle]

Model: Gina

Photographer: Oliver Kuehnle

[smallest-turtle]

Emma trying to figure out how to be an older brother when his only examples are

A: the guy four years older than him who was too busy learning everything he needs to be the next Count of the house to really interact with him and

B: the guy two years older than him that mother doesn't want around who father doesn't want to anger mother about any further and who he isn't supposed to play with but lets him anyway even though it's Him who gets in trouble for it and not Emma for asking, who moved out when Emma was 15

And now he's an adult with a 19 year old younger sister who does everything right but never for herself.

Well maybe she should do some things for herself. Maybe he can help with that. (He does. More than anyone can fathom)

[shoku-and-awe]

Much love for Iggy. He is so sweet and reminds me of my sweet departed girl Ryoko, who left us at age 17 and 3/4, spoiled empress to the very end. You seem to have much more discipline about not giving Iggy things that he shouldn't have. Good for you (so sad for him, deprived shibe). I ❤️ every picture that you share of him, thanks for keeping us up to date on his now happy life!

This is such a sweet ask 🥲 I'm glad that Iggy reminds you of your beloved girl and that you got to have so long and so much love with her! Iggy's only been with us 5 months, but I worry all the time about what I'd do without him. I actually cried reading this ask haha (meanwhile he was outside sulking about how evil I am for giving him a bath 😂)

And he is *also* a spoiled little prince who gets lots of treats :) We're just supposed to avoid high-fat foods!

[skhardwarevers1]

one day when we’re all older I’ll be able to look at you all and say “we made it”

[pastel-rights]

asta.

darling.

dearest.

beloved.

get this man AWAY from me.