#esp considering i wake up

[ruporas]

lonely

[ID: A limited palette of green and pink, Vashwood comic. The first page serves as a prologue. The first panel shows Vash speaking to someone off screen while Wolfwood is lingering behind him. A black arrow is drawn pointing at him. In the second panel, Vash is buying donuts in the distance while Wolfwood is once again in view, lingering. and the black arrow is drawn pointing at him. In the third panel, Vash is leaving a cubicle and turning towards his right with a slightly peeved expression. He sees Wolfwood, leaning against the cubicle, waiting for him, and with the black arrow drawn, pointing at him, implicating the consistent hovering of Wolfwood’s presence during Vash’s everyday. At the bottom of the page, they’re drawn out of panel with Vash turning to Wolfwood and saying with an irritated expression, “You’re really following me everywhere, huh?” Wolfwood responds, “What, you got a problem?” Vash responds without hesitation, “Yeah, kinda...”

The second page starts with a new day. In the first panel, Vash is seen alone, weighing apples in his hands at a mart, with crowds passing behind him. In the second panel, he turns to his right and starts to say, “Hey, Wolfwood...” In the third panel, he’s startled from seeing a stranger, whom he’d accidentally called out to when he was expecting to see Wolfwood. He says, “Oh, you’re not him. Sorry!” In the fourth panel, the stranger walks off and Vash muses, “Right, he said he had something to do today...”

The third page begins with a close up of Vash's miffed expression, the continuation of Vash's thoughts, "Now that he's not here, this is just like how I used to be, but... It feels lonely somehow. Oh well, I'll see him again tonight, like always." In the second panel, it shows Vash walking through the marketplace crowd, alone. In the third panel, the door panel is a close up of the door opening with a peek of Vash's head. He says, "Wolfwood!" In the fourth panel, Vash is holding a bag of food with a bright smile and says, "Are you hungry? I got you something to eat today!"

The fourth page begins with a shot of the room, two beds being highlighted, one of them being made properly with the blanket draped over the bed and the other with the blanket folded and pillow sitting on top of it. There's no sign of Wolfwood. The second panel shows Vash with a disappointed look as he thinks, "He's still not here?" The third panel shows Vash putting the bag of food on the table. Stapled to the paper bag is the receipt with a written note "For Wolfwood." Vash's thoughts continue "He does like to stay out so, I guess there's no reason to worry..." The fourth panel shows Vash sitting his bed somberly with his thoughts continued, "It's not any of my business anyway..."

The fifth page starts with a close up his blank expression as he looks downwards, thinking, "Even if he left completely... That'd be understandable and better for him. I'll just travel alone again... like before... Huh?" The next panel shows Vash's composure break, tears welling up in his eyes suddenly, as he didn't expect to cry. He starts to sob, putting his hands to his face to quiet himself and wipe at his tears, as he says, "Ugh... Dammit... I miss h..." The last panel shows Vash leaning over into his hands, still crying, and in the back, the door swings wide open with a bam as Wolfwood walks through with the punisher swung behind him. He shouts, "SPIKEY! You in here?!"

The sixth page starts with Wolfwood confused, looking at Vash and Vash looks back, just as confused, with tears in his eyes and snot out of his nose. Wolfwood starts saying, "Ah? You..." No longer in panels, at the bottom of the page, Wolfwood takes the Punisher off of himself and starts to walk towards Vash, continuing with slight concern, "What's wrong with you? Did something happen?" Vash, hurriedly begins to wipe at his tears, denying immediately, "No! No, I'm fine! Nothing happened!"

The seventh page, Vash points towards the table, with a hand still wiping at his tears and he smiles as he says, "I uh got you food. On the table." Wolfwood looks towards to the table and responds, "Oh. I was getting hungry, thanks." He turns his head back to Vash immediately after with an uncertain expression, knowing the other wasn't responding to his concern, and says, "But, I know you're an idiot with this stuff, so I'm reminding you again. Don't brush it off if it's an issue, alright?"

The eight page, Vash's tears have dried and he looks to Wolfwood with a soft smile and responds, "Yeah. It's okay though..." A panel at the center shows a side view of Vash approaching Wolfwood. At the bottom of the page, with no panel, is a close up shot of Vash's hand, holding onto the edge of Wolfwood's jacket sleeve, as he says, "Because you're here now. Wolfwood."

The final page is a back shot of both of them standing next to each other, Wolfwood's head tilted slightly to the left, not fully believing Vash as he says, "That doesn't answer anything, Spikey." Vash responds, "There's no need to talk about it! You should enjoy your food. Let's have a drink too?" Wolfwood responds, "Tsk, tsk. Fine, yeah. I could use one." END ID]

[hakusins]

cw // tattoos, slight nudity

timeskip! whitney x eri (pc)

i need to make whitney a dad ;;w;;;

reference used for the art under the cut!

(unfortunately i've lost the source for the ref pic, so if anyone can be so kind as to link i'll add the link to the post!)

[blluespirit]

I sort of like the thought that Zuko and Aang take the Sun Warriors' warning not to tell anyone about the dragons a little more seriously… and they keep it between them. Of course, they trust Sokka, Toph and Katara. Of course they know they wouldn’t tell anyone, but now three people (including Iroh) know the truth about Ran and Shaw. And that’s three too many when you’re trying to keep a secret.

(and there are other people at the temple as well - like Haru, Teo and The Duke - who, while trustworthy, aren’t as close to them as the others, and when it comes to secrets with as much consequence as this one, you can’t afford to take any chances.)

Furthermore, the culture within the Fire Nation since Sozin’s rein has been warped. The culture is not to respect the dragons as the original firebenders, it’s to conquer and kill them. It’s the ultimate proof of your strength as a firebender. All it takes is one mistake before rumour spreads, and people go looking for the ultimate hunt. It’s not something Zuko or Aang can risk.

Whether Katara, Toph and Sokka (and Suki) ever find out the truth is up to you. But post-war, after Zuko returns from a strange, poorly explained trip with a dragon, and eventually develops the ability to use rainbow fire, either the others have some questions about Aang’s knowing look, or they are finally let in on a monumental secret.

[therevengeoffrankenstein]

i kinda wanna make a critical post about Some Notable People not speaking up and outright endorsing anyone this election but i also know that it probably wouldn't've changed very much and therefore 'doesn't matter' but actually, yes, it does matter because it sets a good precedent. and besides. why would they be out there hyping obama or even biden the fuck up but then talking about voting harris in hushed voices. like it's probably a mix of misogyny and just plain old liberal democrat cowardice. because i KNOW these People probably don't care that much about any differences in their policies, at least not significantly enough for it to seem unreasonable to hype up harris as the better choice.

[danielnelsen]

oh i just realised that veilguard releasing at 3am doesn’t mean i can just play a few hrs at 3am. i have to fucking download it ughhhh

[manebioniclegali]

Clearly people who say to just keep getting up at the same time each day aren't sleep deprived

[waywardsalt]

hang on im thinking abt bellumbeck again

[redrocketpanda]

I need to get better pictures but wahhhh stop what you're doing and look at my big, beautiful boy Luxaeterna (yes, all one word)

He's a Druid of the Spores with a WIS of 18 and a whopping INT of 8, which makes the fact he has a sage background v funny when it comes time to roll for arcana or history checks (-1 to int, +2 proficiency bonus). His entire aesthetic, and name, is inspired by bioluminescence so I hc that his tattoos, eyes + the tips of his horns glow when he does magic

He also towers above everyone and looks terrifying, even though he's a big, soft boy who just wants to talk to you about/show you how cool and beautiful fungi are I (and apparently Shadowheart) am enjoying him greatly and I'm actually super excited to play a good run with himmmmmmmmm

Bonus silly pics showing the perspective of how huge Lux is compared to everyone else bc it makes me cry with laughter

[whencartoonsruletheworld]

so like. fnaf movie. after night five, all outside observers know is "this 30yo guy with severe anger issues + his 10yo mentally ill sister just walked out of his collapsing workplace with an unconscious, stabbed police officer, saying that someone inside the building tried to kill them but we can't get into the building to check. we went to their house and the aunt who was fighting for custody of the child is dead on the floor. the guy's career counselor is missing, as is his babysitter and her family and apparently they're all dead in the building we can't get into." and like. that all looks suspicious as FUCK however we know that in the few-weeks timeskip both mike and abby seem happy and fine so it's not like mike was arrested or anything. he seems to be more adjusted and is happily talking with her teacher so i doubt he's under stress of interrogation or anything

there's a lot of implications there that mike mighta pulled something but it's all circumstantial evidence at best. i'm sure in jane's autopsy and crime scene evidence they couldn't find any evidence of mike being the one to attack her, esp since it was probably just golden freddy bopping her in the head so they dont even have the weapon, and if she was strangled they'd be able to tell it wasn't by bare hands and they couldnt get prints or anyth. especially if golden freddy is a FULL ghost and thus left no trail.

mike would be smart enough to only tell the cops what they need to know without mentioning ghosts to sound crazy. abby might be more honest with the cops just bc of #autism but they'd be more likely to consider her talking about ghosts and imaginary friends as a child's way of coping, and they cant get anything out of her that would incriminate mike. ADD TO THAT that mike has wounds that are clearly defensive and is SUPER banged up and his wounds would likely match his story way better than evidence of him attacking anyone, AND that there's likely footage and witnesses of him being in the pharmacy and then driving to work (and thus not in the area to attack jane), AND if/when nessie wakes up she'll probably vouch for mike as well, and the cops dont have anything on him

though i DO wonder if they would have records of vanessa patching him up in the police outpost. if they do, that would also back up mike's story as it's 1) far away from the aunt jane crime scene, 2) confirms that he and vanessa were working together, so either she's complicit in Crime™ or his story is accurate and she was helping him save his sister. him going to defend her instead of calling backup is also consistent with his personality of getting triggered and jumping into action around child abduction, esp w/ his sibling in danger

considering what abby would probably say, AND the history of freddy's, it's likely that they would come to the conclusion of is "someone [likely the og kidnapper from the 80s] found out that the guy working at freddy's had a sister, kidnapped abby from her house while her aunt was babysitting and tried to recreate the crimes, his story of him and vanessa defending her and escaping vaguely checks out." whether or not mike would incriminate vanessa by mentioning her dad was the killer is up in the air, and there's obviously some huge holes that are left from nobody believing that there are ghosts in the building but that would probably be the eventual conclusion

but throwing that all away, it would be really, REALLY funny if the rest of the town, being really fuckin nosy and getting into the juiciest gossip they've had in decades, took one look at michael "big teddy bear falling asleep on himself" schmidt and said "there's no way. there's no way this guy murdered his aunt, stabbed an officer and then destroyed his own workplace, especially when he really needed that job and was on sleeping medication," and then turned around to look at abby "neurodivergent in the early 2000s (ableist af time period)" "vocally hates her aunt" "doesn't talk to anyone and claims that she can see ghosts" "vaguely possessive of her brother" "claims that she found the guy who hurt her friends and got him jumped by a cupcake(?)" schmidt and said "oh my god. it was her."

and nobody's gonna directly say anything but they've got cautious eyes on the situation and someone quietly slips mike a copy of the bad seed to see if he has a realization but instead he's just like "hey this book kinda reminds of that golden freddy kid lmao. wonder how he's doin" and then we smashcut to golden freddy kid poking springtrap with a stick

[imaginealpha]

Please think about why you don’t consider BAME British people or immigrants to be ‘really’ British, and why I might have included those food cultures on purpose.

Hey, I didn't mean to imply that they're not British. I am Indian myself, and I always believed that that the food had Indian roots, not European roots. The whole "thin ice" comment was mainly a joke based on my surprise, but I'm sorry if it offended anyone.

[noxtivagus]

i love love ffxiv sm fr (to the edge)

[blue-jisungs]

hi omg I loved all ur “u sleep with plushies” for each svt unit, may I req a hhu ver ??? all of the other units were so cute😭💗

you still sleep with plushies ♡

author's note. thank you hehe!!! it was so fun to do, sorry it took so long tho:(

vcu ver && perf ver

┆彡 SEUNGCHEOL [ 승철 ]

he never considered it a problem?

like he’s been at your place a couple of times and noticed the plushies, thinking it’s just really cute :(

i mean come on, some of his members heave weirder habits (like sleeping with their eyes open…)

so when you asked him if that bothers him, seungcheol was offended that you even thought!!! about it!!!

however . . .

when he does sleep at your place, you two all cuddled up and comfy

and then… he wakes up only to see your back

okay, it happens… maybe you were uncomfortable

BUT THEN HE SEES YOU’RE CLUTCHING A TEDDY TO YOUR CHEST!!! INSTEAD OF HIM!!

he’s so sulky, good luck with that …..

you explain that it’s just your comfort plushie and that you cuddled it out of habit :(

so cheol insists that he can be way better than it and begs you to let him stay one more night to prove his point ☝️

and he kinda does, he becomes your new giant, warm and loving teddy bear <3

┆彡 WONWOO [ 원우 ]

wonwoo noticed before you could tell him

well, you really thought you were slick when you didn’t bother hiding them because you hoped he’d think they’re there for the aesthetics

or when you two went shopping and your eyes widened upon seeing a cute plushie:(

yeah, he knows

but he thinks it’s really cute, especially if you have that one specific plushie ever since you could remember and you always sleep with it

so not to make a fool out of yourself in front of his friends, you don’t take it with you when you go on a trip with them

after whole day of fun, it’s time to sleep in the cabin

and wonwoo notices that you’re constantly squirming around, unable to fall sleep

and you confess that it’s because you didn’t bring your plushie:(

so he offers to be the plushie for the night, reassuring you that he doesn’t mind and you can cuddle him as much you wanna

and that may have been a risky decision because ever since…… well, he is one of your plushies now ^__^

┆彡 MINGYU [ 민규 ]

you decided to invite your boyfriend over and share a secret with him

mentally, you got ready to get teased about it

but you when mingyu entered your bedroom he didn’t even notice the plushies 🧍‍♀️

he was just happy that u let him in your personal space and looked around your room with hearts in his eyes, like a kid in a candy store

"so you don’t mind the plushies?" you mumbled, plopping down on your bed and holding one for emotional support

"the pl– oh? ah, baby…" he groaned and swore his knees got weak; you’re just too cute for his own good

he doesn’t mind, at all - which you’re kinda surprised but happy

he does get pouty if you cuddle a plushie to sleep instead of him >:T

sometimes will spray his cologne on your (or his) favorite one so you could feel like he’s here when he’s out having schedules ☹️

might steal a one or two to his apartment, esp puppy ones 💔

┆彡 VERNON [ 버논 ]

i mean we all know nonnie, he’s really chill about everything (welp, except bugs but—)

so when you were facetiming him once and you noticed your plushies are on camera, you started panicking

"yo, what is it? did something happen?" he asked, noticing something’s wrong

"yeah… no… well…" you stuttered, not sure how to answer "did you see that?"

"what? that big spider behind you?" he stuttered and soon after laughed upon seeing your scared face "sorry, it was a bad joke… hey, don’t get sulky…"

"i meant my plushies…" you mumbled and pulled one closer

"oh them? yeah, and? you always have them. say hi to gerard by the way" vernon nodded

what.

there’s no gerard in your collection but later on you realised he meant (plushie name)

like really,, he doesn’t care in a way that – he doesn’t mind you having them

he does care about them, though :(

will put a blanket on them if he thinks they’ll get cold or carefully reads all the corners of the internet before putting them into a washing machine:(

masterlist <3

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[sroloc--elbisivni]

a couple hours of digging through search results and muttering later i've gotten the memo that people agree there are multiple but the Big One tends to be Ireland ~1890-1920 which has activated an entirely separate bugbear of mine which is Why Is Ireland Our Default And Yardstick For An International Movement With Multiple Different Manifestations. and STILL haven't found if anyone has catalogued them.

shaking this entire fucking field by the shirt lapels. why does 'celtic revival' refer to like seven different things. why has no one else catalogued them yet. get your collective shit together.

[conron]

leon kennedy x best friend! reader

best friends but ur lowk pining for each other but ur both so emotionally constipated that u dont realize its that. i feel likie tumblr needs more soft fics. esp with this lil guy.

tags: "platonic", (notreally), i imagined post re4 leon, somewhere around that time, comfort, sleepy cuddles, kisses, sleepy sleepy sleepy, very soft, fem reader sorry guys, he stays at her apartment very cute, teasing, insults, but like in an endearing kinda way, basically a situationship imo, i wrote this on my phone sorry guys

....

as she turned around, she was met with his face. he seemed miserable, longing for something. cocking her head, she smiled at him. teasingly, with a raised eyebrow and teeth flashing at him.

“what’s wrong now, agent?” she asked the question jokingly, letting the title he hated oh so much sometimes slip past her lips. her hand reached up to pinch his cheek. before he had also reached up to halt her action, instead delicately rubbing her hand. bringing her hand to caress his rough cheek that’s layered by a little stubble he hadn’t shaved yet.

“nothing…”

he mumbles under his breath. her eyes softening as she stared up at him, her long time friend seemed to not in fact be okay. and looked like he did need something.

“maybe a girl is what you need, leon.” snarking back with a smile. knowing that what they had, it could not be considered something like a relationship. it was something fleeting and neither of them could rely on.

even though she knew he was the most reliable man she knew. strong. his muscles pulled taut. about to snap. he seemed impossible to figure out.

but that’s all he was. reliable. friends can be reliable right? she has a ton. leon just so happens to be the most…

as he looked down at her amused expression, he saw softness in her eyes. something so plush to the touch and something that would fall apart in his hands. his thumb ran gentle circles over the apple in her cheek. feeling her skin below the callouses, penetrating warmth straight into his heart.

sorry for barging in again.

he wanted to say but the words couldn’t form on his tongue. stuck there like molasses. he chose to hum instead, in passing without a thought to it. it was easier than saying all of the words of affection that wanted to tumble past his lips. dripping with love and softness that she probably didn’t think he was capable of.

even if she didn’t think he was capable of such words, she caressed his face and didn’t mind when his hand came to rub hers. the backs of her fingers gently feeling his stubble.

of course she didn’t mind. of course she didn’t.

“mm and who’d want that?” his voice whispers, rough with sleep. his eyes tinged in a slight haze of just waking up. his voice wasn’t full of insecurity, not really. it was full of nothing really, no feelings to hold. bantering just to banter with the soft click of her tongue.

“yknow you’re really handsome, if i was any other woman.” her words slip past her words and he desperately tries to hold onto them. he stares in her eyes, trying to find anything else. something that would give him something to grasp onto. to brush against his cheek and close his eyes so maybe he feels a a little bit of peace.

“ow, that one stings.” a roll of his eyes accompanied this comment, his lips being pulled up by the invisible string of her words. pulling an extremely overdone dramatic pout on her own, she apologizes to the man she considers her friend. and he does nothing but think about how he could kiss that pout off her lips.

his other hand trailing up her thigh, slipping under her large shirt that was most likely his. he doesn’t know why she doesn’t push his away. doesn’t understand why she smiles at him instead. only giving a comment about he’s handsy and he needs to get laid.

he doesn’t understand why he replies that she’s right there.

now he can see her face flush, steam basically blowing up over her head. his eyes soften immensely, before his fingers trail up to her waist. it’s warm. warm and soft. and he can’t help but want to groan at the feeling.

she’s beautiful.

his body moves on its own, still fatigued by well deserved rest. but not enough to satisfy cravings and desires he can’t sleep away. desires that he can’t help but give into at the moment.

his head dips down, slow as the hand cupping her cheek moves to join his other hand. resting on her waist under her shirt, encapsulating by the warmth of another human. encased in soft affection of a woman that should only be his friend. his close friend.

his lips meet her neck, relishing in the soft feel of her hand on his own cheek. she lets out a soft breath, her chest rising with the breath. her hand moving to cup his jaw, his fingers trialing lightly across. very light. very loving. her neck is so warm and warm against his lips. her pulse beating against the smooth texture of his lips.

“what’s gotten into you, leon?” she mutters with a little laugh because she doesn’t know what to do. he doesn’t know why he wants so badly to kiss her neck. to drown in that warmth on his cheek. his thumbs that grip his gun so tightly, caressing her cheek.

“i don’t know. maybe you put something in my food.” he mutters against her neck before placing light kisses all across the expanse. the heat blooming like flowers in the summer. he wonders how it would look if there were marks covering this expanse. painting her skin purple and dark. his lips sucking the area as if he’s trying to drink her in.

“hey you took the chance by eating the shit i make for myself.” she mumbles with a smile as she tilts her head. breathing softly against his lips, feeling the light kisses covering her neck. she’s never seen this side, her eyes not privy to such affection by the other.

they preferred banter and long looks. frowns and flicks to the forehead. this was far too romantic. this was something that belonged to someone better than her.

her fingers that were tracing his jaw brings his chin up. unlatching his lips from the part of her neck that she felt that he may start biting. his back that was hunched over, stands straight again. and it’s leon kennedy she’s looking at again. the leon kennedy who always has his shoulders points and his back broad. she stands, shorter than him, in front of his eyes.

“you’re not acting right.” she says with a smile. a silly comment about something being in his system from his last mission, makes a smile tug at his lips. before it distinguishes immediately when he remembers more. this doesn’t seem to faze her.

i missed you.

his eyes seem to say, although she’d never know that. he hid behind silly banter and bad one liners that she laughed at. he loved the way she laughed. maybe that’s why he always made them. because for a second, he can forget about the horrors and hear her chuckle at how silly she thinks he is.

but no, he can’t bring himself to even think of the words. to formulate them.

so he reaches with a thumb to her lip, a silent plea. an ask. a beg. it’s a little dry but he’s sure his aren’t any better. and she grins at him stupidly.

“what? wanna kiss me, kennedy?”

and his heart almost sputters out of control but he’s chained his heart so it would not do such a thing. whipping it back into place from the women he thought he loved. he mutters a little, “maybe” and he relishes in the way her face brightens. it’s still holds a warm lighting in her apartment. grazing her face with such softness, he’s afraid he doesn’t even know what it means to be that soft anymore.

“what would you do if i did?”

“probably kiss you back.”

he smirks but it’s more of a small smile twinged with amusement. she meets his look with one that’s challenging. raising an eyebrow to see if this is what really wants.

“only kiss me if you know who you’re looking at right now.”

…

of course she asks that. she heard whispers and a sneaking suspicion of a woman he held too dear to his heart. a woman he did not have. of course she didn’t want him to make any mistakes.

he has enough regrets after all.

but that’s not what he’s thinking, not at all. he’s thinking of the color of her hair and the length of it. wondering if he could run his fingers through it. he thinks of skin that’s hers and that’s his to touch and run his worn out fingers over.

“i know exactly who i’m looking at.”

he says resolutely, and he moves his thumb to her chin. holding her face between his trigger finger and his thumb. her eyes softens just a little bit at his small admission, her hands reaching up to wrap around his neck.

“feeling romantic?”

he considers her words before he speaks his own.

“maybe lonely.”

she smiles at this swipes at his cheek with her thumb. as if he was crying and she wiped a stray tear.

before she leaned up and their lips met. and it didn’t feels like fireworks like most people would describe a kiss. it didn’t make his heart race or bloom in flowers. it just made him melt and he couldn’t help but pull her in for another. he could feel his soul ebb away, dripping on the ground. pooling by his feet.

it made him wish he wasn’t so scarred and unhappy. wish he had that boyish look in his eyes that she undoubtedly remembers he used to have.

but as they kissed, she couldn’t help but see that boyish light in his eyes. in the way his eyes crinkle and he looks at her in the way someone shouldn’t really be.

and she wants to feel warm. she wants to feel what other women get to feel when they look at leon kennedy. so she pulls away from the kiss and buries her face in his neck. hiding herself away in his chest, trying desperately to chase after his warmth. and he lets her. wrapping his arms tighter around her as he lets her squeeze her eyes closed and imagine they’re more than what they are.

slowly, he leads her back to her own bed. stepping into the comfort of her dark bedroom, he feels for the soft mattress and gently lies her down. he can’t help but feel something twist in his chest at the sight of her so vulnerable below him. hovering over her but the last thing he wants to do is make himself look like a bastard.

“wanna have sex?” she asks with a quirky smile as he realizes him looking like a bastard was inevitable with her. he has to admit, she really didn’t care for something slow and gentle with him. they’ve known each other far too long for that.

the burning sensation spreading from his groin to his fingertips is overwhelming. he can see the perfect outline of her fingers underneath the t-shirt. her legs laid bare before him and he wants to kiss them from top to bottom.

but the sensation never reaches his head. as he looks down at her, he doesn’t want more. he doesn’t need more from her.

“you think i’m a friends with benefits kinda guy?”

“you’d be surprised.”

he rolls his eyes before he just collapses on her. and to his delight, she squirms and grunts as she swats at his back. she’s so soft below him.

“ugh! you’re fucking HEAVY, leon.”

“so you’re calling me fat.”

“if so, then YES! you’re a FATASS.”

it’s all in good teasing fun. he knows that she doesn’t mean it and she knows that she also doesn’t mean it. though, he was heavy and he knew that. his lips smirking as he rolled off on her and instead pulled her to his chest. her legs tangling with his as her ear presses up against his chest. listening to the steady beat of his heart, she felt at peace.

she wonders if it’s okay to be in such a position with leon kennedy. if she’s allowed to hear the low thrum of his heartbeat or feel his rough fingers run against the warm expanse of her waist. she wonders if he’s okay with it. so she looks up from his chest, opening her mouth for consent. and his eyes, that were previously closed, blearily look down at her. she sees the weariness in them. and before any words can escape her, the only thing she can think of to do is to lean up and have their lips meet again.

he’s… really tired.

and that’s fine with her. she doesn’t mind the brushes of his lips with her. or the lingering touches that warrant more. she doesn’t mind. as long as he was tangible and real and he was in decent shape-

so they kiss once again. soft and needy. they keep leaning back in after each one that he eventually just rests his forehead against hers. their breaths mingling together as he stares at the woman next to him.

“how long are you off?”

“until they call me back.”

so he doesn’t know in leon language. she gives him a look that makes him smile a little before he pulls her back into his chest. burying his face into her hair and breathing deeply.

this is… nice.

it’s safe and comforting in these strong arms of her friend. a man with dirty blonde hair who barely felt a lot of things anymore. she gave him the key to her apartment just in case anything happens. and sometimes, his hand will trail down to her waist when she’s getting something in the kitchen. and sometimes, his lips will brush her cheek when he says goodbye and she’s left to wonder if the next time she’ll see him is in a coffin.

but it’s not her place to be that concerned because that’s for someone who holds the heart of leon kennedy.

so she sits in calm water, waiting for the ripples of his boots to click on her wooden floor. reverberating in her heart, as she can turn and smile at him again. and he can give a ghost of a smile back at her.

[biggesthomuradefender]

ngl i honestly don’t think that homura was planning to genuinely kill sayaka in ep. 8.

i mean, if u just take the scene of face value, it obviously seems that way: homura declares that she doesn’t care abt sayaka or if she lives or dies (which is 100% a lie, she may not like sayaka very much but she def cares abt her just like she does the other girls), and then raises her soul gem to her face in a threatening manner before kyoko shows up.

but that’s exactly it: homura puts her soul gem in front of sayaka’s FACE, not her soul gem, which is the only thing that can actually kill a magical girl.

so why wouldn’t homura just attack her soul gem directly? it wouldn’t be hard to do; sayaka is incredibly weak and depressed/suicidal atp, and homura could easily just snatch her soul gem/ring and break it, esp considering her time manipulation.

and when kyoko shows up, homura doesn’t put up a fight at all; she just stares stoically at sayaka. and even when homura DOES use a bomb to get away, you see how she doesn’t go to sayaka to finish the job. why would she have given up that easily, despite the fact that killing sayaka would still be very easy to do?

i think it could have been a last, desperate attempt to maybe "wake" sayaka up, a threat to get her to heal herself before her inevitable turning into a witch or smth. homura isn't above being harsh or using deception to achieve her goals, as she's done it multiple times (esp in rebellion), and i don't think it's necessarily any different here.