#hemad

[flowerprintundies]

Eyes cast down, fixed upon the ground. . .

[violinfantasy]

KAO 102 POINTS

[lemaldusiecle]

[sentimonsters1]

i was there when jerma played project diva for the first time and now miku islike his best friend its like seeing a child be born

[nero-vanderwolf]

Of all the people Yosuke would be expecting to get a call from at 10:14 at night, Yu is decidedly not one of them. 

And of all the reasons he can run through that his partner could be calling him, the real answer is decidedly not one of them. 

“Hey, partner. Wanna sleep over at my house tonight? Nanako-chan is staying at a friend’s house and Uncle is working late again,” Yu’s voice says. He sounds cheerful enough, but Yosuke’s known him long enough to hear the undertone of anxiety hidden in his words. 

Yosuke knows Yu hates being alone. The guy can’t stand it, even if it’s just for a night or two. Hey- Yosuke isn’t making fun of the guy or anything, god no. It’s just... Something he’s picked up on throughout their time together. 

Investigation Team or not, Yosuke still considers Yu his partner. And it’d be pretty damn cruel if he said no to what’s really, in all logic, a very simple request. And besides, it isn’t as though they haven’t slept at each other’s houses before. 

So Yosuke grins as he grabs his keys from his locker and tosses his apron inside like always. Far be it from him to subject their leader to more suffering. 

“Sure thing, partner. Want me to grab some clothes from my place?” He asks, shifting his phone to his other hand so he can clip his keys to his jeans. Thank god for carabiners. 

“No, no need. You know I always keep spares for you here, Yosuke,” Yu says. He sounds a bit excited now, as though the idea of spending time with Yosuke is something worth looking forward to. 

Yosuke would never admit it, but it gives him a bit of an ego rush. His beloved partner, the cool and untouchable transfer from Tokyo, the kickass leader of the Investigation Team... Is excited about a sleepover. With him, Yosuke Hanamura- Trash Prince of Junes. 

It really does wonders for his ego. 

“Yeah, yeah. I don’t know what I was thinking asking that,” Yosuke says with a small laugh, brushing off the warmth that spreads to his cheeks as a bodily reaction to the chill outside. It’s September, which naturally means it’s getting colder out. Dammit, why didn’t he grab a jacket? 

Yu laughs on the other line, and Yosuke yet again feels his cheeks warm up. He did that. Hemade Yu laugh. 

A quiet part of him wonders if he laughs that way around the others. If Chie’s snarky comments get the rumble of a chuckle, or if Teddie’s bad-but-well-intentioned bear puns make him snort. 

He wonders if this laugh, soft and breathy and quiet, was reserved just for him. He wonders how many other things are meant for him too, if any. 

Do his eyes sparkle like that when he talks to one of his plethora of friends? Do his lips quirk when they make a bad joke like they do around him? Does he laugh like that around anyone else, like he’s shy of how his laugh sounds even though it’s one of the best sounds in the world- 

Woah, Yosuke. Reel it in a bit. Thinking about a guy’s general physique is one thing (nothing wrong with appreciating a nice build!), but thinking about smaller details like that? That’s a bit far. 

Details like his lips and how they take on a soft smile whenever Yosuke talks. Details like his hair and how soft and perfect it always seems to look, even on the days with the worst weather. Details like his eyes and how their shade of grey seems to shift with his mood. When Yu is happy, they’re a light grey. When he’s angry, they’re stormy grey. When he’s focusing, they look like steel. 

...Jesus fuck. What is wrong with him tonight? Why does it seem like no matter what he does, his thoughts always seem to shift back to Yu? 

It’s now that he realises that he’s still on call with the guy- and that neither of them have spoken a single word since Yosuke left Junes. He shivers again, and breaks the comfortable silence. 

“Hey, partner... Don’t suppose you’d be willing to turn on the kotatsu? It got colder than I thought and...” 

“And you forgot a jacket?” Yu responded with an airy sigh. He doesn’t sound annoyed, thankfully. More like... Exasperated. Yu’s long-since become used to Yosuke’s antics, and treats it like another classic Yosuke Blunder. 

“Sorry,” Yosuke responds automatically. He doesn’t know particularly why he’s apologising, but it slips out. 

He can almost picture Yu shaking his head as he grows closer to the Dojima household, and as Yu’s voice drags him back from whatever stupid wild fantasy Yosuke was about to cook up again. 

“Am I going to have to start texting you every day to remind you?” He asks, and Yosuke knows he’s joking, he honestly does, but he can’t stop the blush and defensive splutter. 

“Wha- hey, now, I’m not that forgetful! It was just this once, honest!” He says, and he sees the door of the Dojima residence slide open and shut. Yu’s figure stands there, staring him down. As always, he looks poised and perfect. 

Yosuke hangs up, breaking into a jog to reach his partner. 

Yu stuffs his phone into his pocket and extends his hand. Yosuke is confused at first, but then- 

Yu tugs him into a hug, his slender arms muscled from so much time in the TV world- 

Good lord, he can’t even do something as simple as hug his partner anymore without his imagination running wild with fantasies about being picked up and carried like some girl- 

“You’re freezing. Let’s get you inside and warmed up. The kotatsu should be heated by now, and I made us both some hot chocolate. Don’t worry, there’s extra whipped cream on yours.” 

Yosuke swallows harder than he means to. Yu’s voice is soft in his ear, his body warm against Yosuke’s own. If not for the bitter chill outside, Yosuke could fall asleep here. Yu always did have a talent for making him feel safe. 

“Thanks, partner. You... Really know me well, huh?” He manages to choke out. If Yu noticed, he doesn’t give any sign. 

“Well, I’d hope so. I think I’d have failed as your partner if I didn’t know things like this,” Yu responds with ease. It makes Yosuke’s throat feel even tighter. 

“Like knowing how I like my hot cocoa? That’s such a little thing, dude,” he says, laughing to lighten the tone. In reality, he can’t understand why Yu would make such a big deal out of such a small thing- 

Scratch that. It’s Yu they’re talking about. Sometimes there is no ‘why’, like when he befriended that detective Adachi for no other reason than he wanted to. 

Yu shrugs, slowly pulling away from the hug. Almost entirely subconciously, Yosuke finds himself chasing Yu’s warmth, leaning against him again. 

“Come on, Yosuke, you’ll catch a cold. We can cuddle more inside,” Yu says, and brings him inside. It isn’t until he settles under the kotatsu beside Yu that he realises what was said. 

...He supposes they are, technically, cuddling. They’re leaning against each other watching some shitty movie on a local channel, and Yosuke has never felt more at peace. 

Or, at least, until they settle down for bed. They’ve already changed into their pyjamas, and Yosuke is frankly exhausted. His shift at Junes was brutal, and he’s ready to crash. 

Unfortunately, he might have to sleep on the sofa in Yu’s room. There’s no spare futon. 

“I can sleep on the sofa, Yosuke, it’s fine-” Yu hurries to say as Yosuke stares at the room in general, trying to riddle out a solution to the predicament. 

As he ponders, he notices a few things about Yu’s room. Scattered about are various keepsakes and treasures from his friends and their adventures. 

A little knit rabbit sits on his desk- no doubt a gift from Kanji. A Jack Frost doll stands watch over the room from atop the shelf like a shrine’s liondog. It’s oddly comforting, despite the doll’s unsettling appearance. 

There’s no sudden trigger for his idea. It hits him like a kick to the gut and leaves him just as dizzy and breathless. 

“I have an idea,” he says slowly, “but you might not like it.” 

Yu frowns, brows furrowed under his fringe. He looks almost like he’s pouting- it’s cute. 

“What’s your idea, then? I’m all ears,” he says regardless. Always willing to hear others out even when he has his doubts- that’s the Yu Yosuke knows. His partner. 

“We share the futon,” Yosuke says. Yu visibly relaxes, his expression smoothing into one of almost-relief. His eyes shift from a stone-grey to a light grey. Nervous to happy. 

“Oh, okay. That’s not too bad. Of course, if you get uncomfortable in the middle of the night, just wake me up. I’ll move to the sofa.” 

Yosuke resists the urge to shake his head. He feels dizzy enough as it is, for some reason. 

Yu turns the bright overhead off, clicking on his small bedside lamp as he crawls into the futon. The light from the lamp bathes the room in a soft, warm glow. It makes Yu look particularly squishy, his hair falling into his eyes. Yosuke doesn’t want to keep him up much longer, so he slips into the futon beside him. 

“Goodnight, partner,” he says. Yu smiles at him, soft and sleepy, and it sends butterflies into his stomach. 

Oh. 

Oh. 

Oh, no. This is why he’s been thinking these things, this is why he’s been focused on Yu so much. 

Oh. He owes Kanji a massive apology. 

Yu shifts where he’s laying, and suddenly Yosuke is being held close against his partner’s body. He can hear Yu’s heartbeat, steady and calm as ever. The sound helps calm him, somehow. 

This sudden realisation is a problem for tomorrow’s Yosuke. 

For now, he’s content to simply lay in the arms of his partner, safe and loved. 

LETS FUCKING GO!!!!!!! SOUYO FLUFF!!!!!!!!!!!! they're so sweet its rotting my teeth out ghhgggaahhh... yosuke's slow realization that he has feelings for yu... he DOES owe kanji an apology. i feel like souyo is a yu fell first and yosuke fell harder situation. i think yu loves yosuke and purposefully puts him in situations to see if yosuke likes him back, like the hugging. yosuke realizing how he feels warm and safe with yu, how they both see super small details in each other like how yosuke likes his hot chocolate or how yu's eyes change. i love the way you added yu's people pleaser traits to when he says he'll take the couch for yosuke. ugghhhh they're so stupid and i love them they should cuddle and kiss a million times thank you so much for the food

[clouddd-hannn]

BOYFRIEND MATERIAL

chapter OO2 - SETTLING A SCORE WITH THE 'BOYFRIEND'

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The next day, obvious as it is, you were getting all fidgety as you were just minutes ago after your friends revealed about your whole impulsive post. Almost everyone in your class was staring at you with furrowed brows, murmuring things that you couldn't hear. "What have I gotten myself into?" You muttered to yourself before you slammed your head down on your work table.

Initially, you didn't even know who he was. He was just a random guy that you saw on Pinterest and uploaded it on your Twitter account for clout purposes. You didn't even know he was famous AND attended the same school as you do, if it weren't for Jungwon who briefed you through the details.

With that, you groaned and ironically wished the teachers were here. Teachers weren't around at the moment since they had an urgent neeting for the welcoming party for freshmen (which obviously should've been held at the starting month of classes). Then, you're phone dinged, making you raise your head as you unlocked your phone to see who's messaged you.

"Fuck!"

You cursed before you looked outside and attempted to type another message, but the door to your room bursted open which shocked you and the other students who were with you. "Yah, L/N M/N," the voice boomed through the entire classroom as you felt all the hair on your body stand on its end.

Fuck. You thought as you slowly hid yourself under your desk, hearing whispers come from your classmates as they practically swooned over Jongseong's visual. "Jay, he's not here. We might as well just go," Heeseung pointed out.

Just when all hopes were gone, something caught Jongseong's eyes. "Hey," he stated before hemade his way up towards your table, the girls sighing in amusement as they watched him stride confidently on the stairs. Jongseong stopped just beside your table and watched as you panic texted Jungwon.

Noticing a shadow looming over you, you turned to look at the person and almost peed right on the spot as you witnessed the scary looking eyes that belonged to the very man who you were trying to avoid. You gulped in terror before you locked your phone and placed it inside you jacket's pocket. "H-Hey, hello. Have we met before?"

The other male raised a brow before be leaned down and took a hold of your jacket's cloth to drag you out of the table which knocked the air out of your lung, making you gasp. Jay examined your stature before he let go of you carefully, Heeseung making his way towards you two with an apologetic smile. "And you're supposed to be my boyfriend? What a joke."

The humiliation you felt was beyond explanation. You were looking down at the floor as if it suddenly got interesting to your view while Jay continued to spout this and thats, proclaiming how you were below his standards. "Jongseong, stop. You're verbally abusing the guy," Heeseung stopped the other male before he went towards you and brushed your shoulders with his hand. "Sorry about him. We know that post was meant as a joke, but he won't understand."

You let out an awkward chuckle before Jay interfered and shoved his phone into your chest which yet again, knocked the air out of your lungs. Is he planning to kill me? "Give me your phone number. Hurry."

Scared, you immediately entered it and received a mocking smile from the other male. "Expect a message later, boyfriend," he stated before he left with an annoying grin, Heeseung following behind.

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[caminholonge]

Good Omens Season Two Predictions 14/?: A trip to the Space Centre so Crowley can show Aziraphale the stars hemade. 🔭🌟💫

[bigman5318008]

doing Thinking and NO i didnt hurt myslef thinking. tubbo makes that joke alot because hes a bitch and i hate him. anyway wilbur told me when he left that lmanberg was made for me and stuff. and i didnt know until he told me and now everything kindof makes sense but it doesnt. he blew up what hemade for me and died and for what??? well i know for what butit still. i dont know. but i dontthink he hated it that much because he kept his uniform he could have burned it or something and none of us would know but he kept it. and kept me too. he could never get rid of me anyway im like a little pebble always in his shoes but like in a nice way. you get it. i kept my uniform too. mine never got to small. both of them fit me now. and now ill get DOUBLE the ladies with DOUBLE the uniform and ill tell them Ladies Ladies! get in line. there is enough Tommy to go around

[ll-underestimated-ll]

Locky is very proudly showing me the dagger hemade from the shadows and is smacking trees with it. This better not cause any weird shadowy curses upon them.

[stringless-arthur]

woag

orpheus said "hey zagreus do you want me to sing for you" and insaid sure and then he didnt sing ):

THATS SO SAD WHAT

[callejondelinfierno]

HEMAD Camisetas de caballero medieval para niños - Algodón puro – S-XXXL Beige

Precio: (as of – Detalles) Valoración media de los compradores: 4.5/5 Estrellas Este diseño de la prenda medieval ha sido inspirado por el arte contemporáneo, la investigación sobre la historia de los trajes, así como las tendencias actuales en la ropa. Todos los productos Hemad han sido diseñados en Baviera, Alemania y han sido fabricados éticamente en Katmandú, Nepal. La calidad premium de…

[pazaryerigundem]

Bodrum’da Anadolu’nun sanat rüzgarı esecek

https://pazaryerigundem.com/haber/181116/bodrumda-anadolunun-sanat-ruzgari-esecek/

Bodrum’da Anadolu’nun sanat rüzgarı esecek

Bu yaz Bodrum’da yer alacak olan The Key Art Gallery (Eskişehir) ve Kun Art Space (Adana) Eskişehir ve Adana çevresinde üreten birçok sanatçının eserlerini Ege’nin büyüleyici mekanlarından Bodrum Bodrum Kıyı Evlerinde buluşturacak.

MUĞLA (İGFA) – Sanatın, insan ruhuna dokunan iyimserlik dolu bir yolculuğa çıkışını simgeleyen “Beyond The Optimist” sergisi, 4 Temmuz – 8 Eylül 2024 tarihleri arasında açılacak.

Her gün 12:00 – 18:00 saatleri arasında açık olacak sergi, sanatseverleri Anadolu’nun derin k��ltürel mirasıyla çağdaş sanatın kesiştiği noktada ağırlayacak.

The Key Art Gallery, Eskişehir’in dinamik sanat sahnesinin öncülerinden biri olarak, çağdaş sanatın en seçkin örneklerini sunmaktadır. Anadolu’nun kültürel zenginliğini sanat eserleriyle buluşturan bu galeri, Bodrum’da sanatseverlerle buluşacak.  

Bu sergide, Studio Pinprick, Emir Yağmurca, Anton Kozlov, Deniz Köse, Duygu Aydoğan, Emir Tekkalmaz, Funda Alkan, Hemad Javadzadeh, İlayda Kepez, Kadriye İnal, Mahmut Can Akagündüz, Nisan Talas, Semih Kaplan, Taylan Türkmen, Taner Şekercioğlu gibi sanatçıların eserlerini tanıma fırsatı bulacaksınız. Kun Art Space, Adana’nın sıcak ve renkli atmosferini yansıtan eserleriyle dikkat çekiyor.

Galeri, geleneksel ve modern sanatın harmanlandığı eserleriyle sanatseverlere benzersiz bir deneyim sunuyor. Mustafa Özbakır, Dicle Çiftçi, Tao Ulusoy ve Bawer Doğanay, Burak Ayazoğlu, Büşra Çeğil, Emre Bulut, Erdinç Babat, Ferhat Salman, Hakan Çapkan, Hamza Kırbaş, Mahmut Akdemir, Merve Çetin, Selin Karataş, Shahnaz Aghaveya, Tahsin Engin Gökten, Tevfik Karagözoğlu, Mustafa Boğa, Duvok gibi yetenekli sanatçıların yaratıcı çalışmaları, Bodrum Bodrum Kıyı Evleri’nde sizleri bekliyor olacak. Kun Art Space, sanat izleyicisini ve sanatçıyı gözeten bir platform olarak, güncel sanat üretimlerini merkez dışındaki bir şehirde izleyiciyle buluşturmayı amaçlıyor.

Bireyler ve toplumlar için sanatın dönüştürücü gücüne inanarak, sanatçılara benzersiz bakış açılarını ve fikirlerini dünyayla paylaşmalarını hedefleyen galeri, disiplinlerarası bir seçkiyle Bodrum’da sanatseverlerle buluşacak.

BU Haber İGF HABER AJANSI tarafından servis edilmiştir.

[washwashgalaxy]

INTELLECT? By Rose Marie Streeter

Intellect? Reading, writing, arithmetic to keep our minds intact history, science, study hallcramming all the factsTeachers taught the lessonsa wise old bird was hemade sure we paid attentionbeing all that we could beWe sat ‘n listened for hours humdrum played its role chit chat filled each corridor release time, students goal  Now, I may not be the brightest yet…a poet I’ve becomewise old bird,…

[tangledskeleton]

remember when a man tried to tell me he went to art school and did graphic design and then offered to show me some of his self portraits and he literally sent me 12 picrews hemade of himself. like motherfucker, im a 25 yr old mentally ill person on the internet, im so well versed in picrews it should be illegal, you did not draw these portraits LMAO

[valiantroyalty]

his patience was something she’d never accounted for. It’s also something that made her fall more in love with him. She’s truly in love with this man. Ariel isn’t sure how to properly or completely tell him that aside from words. Fingers reached up to graze along Eric’s face, her pace slow as if memorizing his features to memory. She mouthed “I love you” to him.

He’s loud. Each noise hemade she adored and she only wanted to hear more of them. Ariel bit harder, not showing any mercy whatsoever to his poor skin. He wanted to be marked and she’s doing so. Yet with each mark is left with the perfect imprint of her Inhuman teeth. There’s the sweet taste of blood in her mouth now and she grinded her hips hard down to meet his.

@notwhileimcaptain

Eric walked into the living room wearing nothing but his sweatpants, ostensibly to retrieve a book he had left on the couch, but in reality to tease his fiancée. He wordlessly picked up the book with a sly smile before heading towards the kitchen. (Sorry not sorry 😂)

It only took three seconds for Ariel to stop messing with the puzzle she’s working on, about halfway done, when Erica walked in. She drank in the sight hungrily, and she shamelessly stared. She didn’t even try hiding that she’s looking. It’s a bit disappointing he chose to wear the sweats but they both knew they won’t be on for long.

Putting the pieces aside in her hand the siren scrambled onto her feet to all but run after Eric into the kitchen to pounce on him. It’s a very dangerous game to tease her, and they both knew it. Shes the hunter, and he’s her darling prey.

“Eriic~!”

[stellarwitch666]

Steve's having another one of his "episodes" again, and Dave is so over it. 🤣 @rockstargames @robert_t_bogue @steve.prettyface.haines @depressed_dave_norton #GTAV #GrandTheftAutoV #GTA5 #SteveHaines #DaveNorton #FIB #freakingout #pleasestop #hemad #again #GTAedits #overit https://www.instagram.com/p/CEry9Sfly8R/?igshid=1aaqkch40h2sg