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[dailydoodlesofp]

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[k0k0grounya]

I feel him

[a-thousand-eyes-and-one]

one of my fav targ facial traits that i made up in my head is huge sad wet cat eyes like ella purnell level huge. notable havers of this trait are as follows: daenys, aenys, daella, naerys, egg, helaena, brynden rivers, jaehaerys II, rhaegar, dany, jon

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[kurishiri]

03 . . . happy birthday, darius! ˗ˏˋ🪽´ˎ˗

— this translation may not be 100% accurate or may contain creative liberties for characterization or narrative flow purposes. if you enjoy, please consider reblogging, but don’t repost or claim these as your own!

— cw: invasion of personal space, objectification (?)

Darius: People really are unbelievable.

Kate: Huh? Ah, wait for me——

Seeing him turn on his heels, I chased after him going the direction opposite of the commotion in a bit of a panic.

Darius: I’m feeling a bit worn out now.

D: And it looks like the weather will turn on us any minute and start raining anyhow, so I just want to head back.

Looking up, I could see what appeared to be rain clouds, but...

Kate: I would like to get you a present, though, so could you wait a bit for that?

Darius: Did you come across something?

Kate: I did, actually. I won’t take long.

With a faint smile, he gave a nod.

Darius: Alright, but I’ll be heading back first if you do take long.

And so, after that, I hurried off to buy his present and returned to his side,

but the moment we returned to the castle, it started to rain hard, as though a bucket full of water was flipped over,

and despite the fact it wasn’t even night, it was dark outside.

Darius: Thank goodness we beat the rain.

He stared out the window, opening his mouth.

Darius: That said, I sure wasn’t expecting to not only have to see that nonsensical scene, but also have to wait.

Kate: What’s nonsensical now?

Darius: You know, how humans always put the most unbelievable ideas into words, like how they’ll make someone else happy for life and whatnot.

(Oh...)

—— Flashback ——

Darius: People really are unbelievable.

—— End flashback ——

(I didn’t really get what he meant by that, but at that time, Darius’ eyes were bitingly cold.

(I don’t know what makes him think and say something like that, but...)

His profile as he looked out the window seemed to hold a tad bit of loneliness, and seeing that, I felt as though my heart was being squeezed.

(We spent the whole day together, and yet I still don’t know a thing about Darius...)

Darius: So? What did you buy?

His expression changed then, and so I held out my present.

Darius: A handkerchief?

While the design was simple, with honey yellow embroidered on the white cloth, it held a quality of elegance to it.

Kate: I was thinking you could take it with you while you’re out so you could wipe your mouth and whatnot.

K: That, and the embroidery on the handkerchief can also be like a protective charm.

(I still don’t know him well, and I don’t know if there will ever come a day when we can really understand each other completely either, but...)

Kate: I hope you can live a life with just a little less clouding your heart, even if it’s just a single thing.

I had thought the handkerchief resembled him, and when he took it, Darius stared at it fixedly.

Darius: Hehe, you really are a tad strange now, aren’t you.

And then, he suddenly started to laugh.

Kate: Huh?

Darius: It’s just interesting to me because I’ve never had a single human come up and say something like that to me before.

Kate: Not even one?

Darius: .........

D: I mean, see, I can fend for myself just fine, you know?

(Oh, I see, I knew that he was strong, seeing as he’s the leader of Vogel, so maybe something like this was just unwanted on his part?)

While giggling, he placed the handkerchief in his pocket.

Darius: Today was quite interesting, so I won’t turn this into an international problem.

Feeling a wave of relief rush over me, I thought back on today.

Kate: I also had quite a bit of fun today.

K: At first, I was surprised and wasn’t sure what to do,

K: but also, I figured spending your birthday in a whole different country than your home one alone would be a bit lonely, right?

That said, I found myself continuing to think of what to do for what started off as a celebration on a whim, without any plans.

Kate: So that’s why I’m glad I could celebrate it.

While I did feel some sense of unease with him, I turned once again to face him.

Kate: I hope you’ll let me celebrate again.

The moment I said these words, there was a flash of light outside the window, and there was a loud sound.

Kate: Oh, it’s thunder...

Turning toward the window, lightning ran through the sky, and while the sound of thunder surprised me to the point my shoulders jumped,

(It kind of reminds me of the color of Darius’ eyes.)

For some reason beyond me, I felt no fear as I stared outside, and——

Darius: Then, will you celebrate with me next year too?

Kate: What?

When I turned around, I saw him standing there with a somewhat disquieting air about him.

Darius: Next year, and the year after that too...

D: Do celebrate, always and forever, until I draw my veeery last breath.

Kate: Uhm, that...

(I don’t know when Vogel plans on returning to the place from where they came,)

But, if they were still here next year, then...

At that time, I could actually make some plans, and I would want him to feel really happy to celebrate it.

(But, I think until he ‘draws his very last breath’ might be a bit of a stretch...)

But the moment I opened my mouth to speak…

Kate: !

He placed his arm right above my head, and my vision filled with nothing but him.

Although the scent I picked up was gentle and made me feel a bit calm,

the words he murmured in my ear made me anything but calm.

Darius: ...Actually, I do have plans to send some things I don’t need back to Germany.

D: Maybe I should send you with them?

Those words came so out of the blue, I found myself stiffening.

Darius: If I do that, then for you that would mean a betrayal against Crown, and I imagine you would never again be able to return, yes?

His voice as he laughed was gentle, and yet at the same time incredibly cold.

Darius: Then you’d be left with no choice but to stay by my side for life... even knowing that, could you still say the same?

My breath caught in my throat from the fear that rushed down my spine, and I couldn’t look away from those honey-colored eyes that held me captive.

Then, the room once again flashed, and the sound of thunder boomed from behind me——

Darius: Be sure to give me your answer by the time lightning strikes again, alright?

(I had thought he was someone who resembled an angel...)

But perhaps, he was more like the lightning outside, having struck down on my life without so much as a warning.

Fin.

With the sound of thunder, the cruel angel wants the little robin

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[morganbritton132]

I was just reading some of your older posts and I was thinking what Joan got her self stuck in a cabinet or room what would happen would Ozzie would help her out

 

I can see her getting herself stuck places a lot when she was still a kitten.

She was small, underfed, and underweight. I can totally see her crawling into a cabinet and not be heavy enough to get the door open again.

It was not that Ozzy did not like her or that he has ever not liked her. When she was brought into the house, he felt the same about her as he did about Eddie. They were fine, but they weren’t Ozzy’s concern.

He’s a professional with a full-time job and a charge that ignores the warning signs of impending seizures. He has other things to worry about than some ruffian that the loud one brought in off the street. So when Joan crawled into the medicine cabinet and Steve closed it without realizing it, Ozzy was fit to just leave her there.

She’d figure her way out of there eventually.

But she doesn’t.

Eddie is in his studio, which Ozzy was learning was soundproof, and Steve was in bed with a migraine, so it was up to Ozzy to quell the loud mewling coming from the ensuite bathroom before it bothered Steve.

One of the first things Eddie and Steve did when they got Ozzy was change the knobs on their doors and drawers so they’re easier to open for him, so getting Joan out is not a problem. He opens the door and she darts out.

Showing her how to open the doors and cabinets takes time. She does not have Ozzy’s training, but he teaches her as best he can with the intention that she will help Steve, or at least, not bother him.

A side effect of these skills that Joan eventually learns is that she uses them for mischief. She is no longer a kitten and she can get drawers open herself now. Sometimes, she’ll be curled up around the soup cans in the kitchen and will come busting out of the cabinet when she hears someone in the room – cabinet door slamming back into the wall, cans rattling, scaring the absolute hell out of whoever is there.

“Jesus Christ!” Eddie exclaims, but it is not Jesus Christ. It is Joan and she wants a treat.

[muxas-world]

Godbay godbay you were bigger than the whole sky (marc-bezz-pecco podium)

[dantebt]

everytime i draw him he just looks different

[teplavecernice]

jedu vlakem, expresem, co má na 150 kilometrech naplánovaný 2 zastávky (včetně konečný, takže v podstatě jenom jednu) a ani ne minutu potom, co vyjel, hlásí, že bude mimořádně zastavovat v 9 stanicích... mimochodem stejnou trasou jezdí i rychlík, který zastavuje přesně v těch samých 9 stanicích a je (většinou) levnější

miluju české dráhy

[359midnightburgers]

The well delivered, surrounded by knowing silence "I know" and "okay" used to be a Casper Midnightburger exclusive, but Frank and June are also pretty good at it and I've been thinking a lot about it.

I think the reason it resonates so well is that, in a world where everyone constantly tries to fix everything, it feels really, really good for someone to just acknowledge your feelings/problems and for them to be willing to sit with them, without trying to take them out of your hands by offering solutions or apologies.

[grumpyghostdoodles]

"Well damn, If my health is going to be garbage, I might at well have some fun" - Chara Dreemurr

The +20 frogs on Frisk backpack, that they planned to release in class to escape, were safely returned to a nearby pond

[vermillioncrown]

snippet of tpac ch 11

who wants to see bruce being bullied? doesn't matter, here you go

...

“—per my last missive, Sir: if you want this equation to exist, then the principles of linear algebra must necessarily exist.” Korvin waves a thin stack of ruled paper—covered with sprawling formulas, symbols, bullet lists, and patchwork paragraphs on both sides—like he’s trying to banish a demon. That demon, in this instance, is “Batman being stubborn.”

Bruce looks taken aback, like something is happening outside of his set parameters. From how Dick tried to explain it: apparently, Bruce and Korvin have a whole “pen pals” routine going on, and it’s still thriving despite them sharing the same living quarters for the past few months?

Do they actually waste stamps on this? Where do they hide the envelopes?

(Dick raised his hands in surrender at that line of questioning.)

Tim knows Bruce is a creature of habit and standards of operation—of which he completely respects because it’s efficient—but his staunch adherence to routine is next-level neurotic. Normally, he'd be furious about being sidetracked.

Yet, Korvin’s thrown caution to the wind and got so mad over math, like the fussy nerd that he tries to hide being, that he’s directly confronting Bruce—full “David vs Goliath” vibes here. And he's winning.

“I trust your work,” Bruce finally says, holding his hand out for the papers.

That only makes Korvin’s face twitch harder. “Sure. Why not. Everyone needs a bit of make-believe. Escapism in these trying times and shitass economy.”

“‘Shitass economy,’” Cass murmurs, of course latching onto the bit that everyone reacts to.

Babs sighs in disgust.

...

[haven-of-trash]

OH BIGBY IS COMING TO DD2 THE AWESOME LITTLE DUDE IS COMING TO DD2

[birthbynightmare]

HAPPY 1st ANNIVERSARY TO "THE MURDER OF SONIC THE HEDGEHOG"

And happy one year birthday to all it's cast of characters

Barry the quokka

The Conductor

The Mirage Express' robotic arms

The Mirage Express Flicky

And the Conductor's wife

Plus, the beginning of the hottest band of all time, Hot Honey

[forever70s]

Roger Daltrey on the December 1973 cover of Muziek Expres

[nigeluvzbl]

Trofi Express final check 😫❤