#inhaler image

[orangeinecstasy]

inhaler bf thoughts please please please please🙏

an: AAAHHH YES IVE BEEN WAITING TO DO THIS!!! had to do ryan first because i love him so much.

ryan bf thoughts ฺ｡*:･

quality time!! he will 100% just pop over to your place so that he can be around you. he doesn’t care if you’re just sitting on the couch as long as he’s with you

move dates! can totally see him wanting to try out different theaters and maybe even a drive in. also you totally make him watch the 1996 romeo and juliet OMG AND WHIPLASH!

#1 passenger princess. he doesn’t care that you’re the one that can drive he loves it

spa days were you guys do face masks

soooo many pictures of you on his phone. we all know and love his random aesthetic instagram stories and you’d be all over them

park dates

late night music sessions where he constantly asks your opinion on lyrics or how something sounds

songs dedicated to you at shows - would put out when i’m with you from the vault just to play it for you

constantly sending you songs that remind him of you

definitely have some sort of couples item like a matching necklace or ring. but it’s something simple like a silver chain or a small band. nothing too crazy that screams i’m matching with my partner

going back to the romeo and juliet part - definitely did a couples costume based off of their party outfit

definitely soft launched the relationship. he just wants to feel like yours and his and not another third parties

definitely wants to be the little spoon after a long day. you make him feel safe and happy and he wants to be fully engulfed in that comfort

reading together

wearing each other's clothes. because he's a short king you both can totally swap clothes super easy

sending him edits you find of him on TikTok - i KNOW he thinks they're super funny and secretly LOVESSS them

calls you before every show when you're not there

museum dates-- i feel like he would want to go to an art museum most of the time, but you would drag him to a science one at least for one of the dates

baking together-- he always tries to eat the cookie dough and you always tell him he'll get sick

painting your nails together

can 100% see him wearing a ring of yours on a chain around his neck. maybe your claddagh to be a bit cheeky

when he's sitting next to you he definitely will drum on you thigh or tap his fingers against to some rhythm that's stuck in his mind

dancing in the kitchen together late at night

such a big words of affirmation guy

music store dates where you guys try out interments and pick up a few new records

so so so many coffee shop dates

wine tasting in italy

an: the other three guys bf thoughts are already in the works. i wasn't sure if i should be a nsfw section for inhaler's but lmk if you guys would be interested in that!

[eclectic-spaghetti]

Ascension

[akai-anna]

Hello there, dear @itsokaytomakemosstakes!

I was your assigned gift maker for the @dcmk-exchange event!

Ever since you shared your lovely mugs with me, the thought that Ran would get them as a matching kitty set for herself and Conan, wouldn't leave me alone. So I decided to embrace the idea; for both the headcanon and the personal touch.

Originally I planned something more silly, but the soothing vibes of my first sketch were just so lovely, I went with this instead (especially since I thought you might appreciate a bit of peace).

I hope you'll like this, and I really have enjoyed chatting with you, Moss!

[fox-guardian]

one very small gripe i have with the sound design in tmagp rn is that it seems like some stuff isn't timed well with sound effects and how they'd interact with dialogue. like i'm listening to just the teddy and alice pub scene in ep 9 and there is No pause between them clinking their glasses and teddy takin a fat sip it's like "clinkslurrrrrp" like girl were you pre-attached to the glass. and then you hear them sip but you don't hear them swallow. and then you hear alice sip and then immediately do a lil chuckle and start speaking like Girl Swallow First. why are they just letting their drinks slide down their throats that's probably not healthy.

[ask-team-misfit]

[ previous ]

Safety is comforting, quiet, still. It stays out of the way of the world as it crashes against itself.

It's why you keep so many things close to your heart…

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of Lief running on his fours through the Fae Wood, during a rainstorm. He's shown from his left side and has a look of clear concern on his face. Lief's appearance is as described here. End ID ]

Heroes don't get paid for the risks they submit themselves to.

Why should you involve yourself now? Why risk that safety that you craved so much?

A few hours prior…

Hazel: “Hey! Stop!”

Hazel was starting to get winded in her sprint. In comparison, Fenninkou looked more dead set on outrunning her.

Hazel: “Wait up, dammit! How are you not tired by now?!”

Fenninkou: “I’m not going back!”

The Fennlin finally yelled back in response.

Fenninkou: “I-I want to do something! All the adults ever talk about is how bad things are!”

Her eyes shut in frustration, and she went on to declare:

Fenninkou: “I hate it! I hate being small! I HATE–”

Only to stumble. Her right hind foot got caught on something.

Her eyes snapped open to look back with a glare. Annoyance became confusion as she saw some sort of black goop latched to her ankle, from a tiny puddle on the ground.

She was about to try and free herself when the puddle grew. Her foot became submerged. She felt herself being dragged in.

She clawed at the ground and pulled, trying to put up resistance. Her strength didn’t even compare.

Confusion became shock. Shock became panic.

Hazel: “Shit, shit, shit!”

By the time Hazel caught up and intervened, her underside was close to becoming stuck. She watched as the larger Pokemon wasted no time in grabbing her front legs to pull her out, making significant progress.

She was clearly exhausted. Her face was reddened, and she was breathing heavily–yet she was strong enough to put up resistance.

Hazel: “H-hang in there! I gotcha!”

The goop stretched, refusing to let go–until something else did.

The Fennlin yelled out in pain. Many patches of fur were now missing from where it had stuck to her.

Fenninkou: “OWW…!!”

Hazel, holding the Fennlin close in her arms, quickly scampered well away.

Fenninkou, shaken, her leg stinging with pain, but alive, stared unnerved at what she almost drowned in.

The puddle was now a pond. Big enough to block off the path.

Fenninkou: “Wh… what is…?”

Hazel: “E-even here… this stuff is appearing even here…?”

Fenninkou looked up at Hazel upon hearing her speak, looking more alarmed once she saw and heard how shaken up she was.

Hazel: “I-I gotta get you back to town. If void-matter is appearing even here… uhh, which way, which way–”

Fenninkou: “Void-matter? Hey, do you hear me?”

Hazel: “We came from that way, and then… shit, where did we turn?”

Fenninkou: “Hey!! Hello?”

Any further attempts by Fenninkou to ground Hazel back in reality went on ignored at first. The fat ‘mon quickly became panicked–she literally spun in place.

Hazel: “It happened again. We’re lost. I-I don’t know where we came from, where that pit trap was or–”

Fenninkou used Scratch!

Hazel: “Ow, hey…!”

Fenninkou: “Snap out of it! What is void-matter?”

With a grunt, Hazel held onto Fenninkou more tightly with both paws, staring her down with a gaze that made the other stop squirming upon meeting it.

Hazel: “Really cheap shot, hitting me in the belly like that. But void-matter is…”

She trailed off. Her serious expression softened once she saw the state of Fenninkou’s leg. Specks of blood in the shape of tiny claw marks were all over the bald patches.

She only looked more uneasy when her ear somewhat perked up, hearing something in the distance.

Hazel: “W-we’d better get away from this puddle first. And out of sight. You’re lucky that the fur on your leg is the only thing you’ve lost.”

Hazel: “But void-matter is, well. No one really knows what it is. It just started appearing one day, and anything caught inside it just vanishes.”

As Hazel rushed off with Fenninkou, Pikavee and Rue were catching up.

Rue in particular clung for dear life atop Pikavee’s head. Meanwhile, the giant in question did her best to mind where she stepped as she speed-walked forth.

Rue: “Shouldn’t be much further!”

Pikavee: “I-I’m not seeing them, Rue… do you think they’re alright?”

Rue: “They have to be. Please, Hecate, they have to be…”

Hazel: “And if a Pokemon happened to get caught…? S-something else crawls out, looking for more to eat.”

Rue: “Oh no.”

Upon spotting the void-matter in their path, Rue immediately grew tense.

Rue: “Stop. Pikavee, stop!”

Pikavee: “Huh–?”

Rue: “Don’t touch it!”

Rue’s urgent order came out before Pikavee could ask about it. Startled, she skidded to a stop, her paws nearly making contact with the void-matter’s edge.

She took some hasty steps back to make distance. Her movements were so sudden that she felt Rue slide forward from the inertia.

She looked with wide eyes at the pond of void-matter right at her feet, big enough for even her to be submerged in. She initially assumed it to be a shallow puddle of some liquid–maybe oil or tar.

Hazel: “Sometimes they look just like the Pokemon that was… y-you know. Don’t make me say it.”

Fenninkou: “Th-they?”

But the more Pikavee stared at the blackness, the more her hairs stood on end. She was getting a feeling of dread looking at it–she even took a couple more steps back.

Pikavee: “Wh… what’s wrong with it? What is it?”

She feared for a moment that she may have flung Rue off, but she still felt the familiar weight of the Vuling on her head.

But Rue still wasn’t saying anything. Her breathing had gotten shakier. Her grip on Pikavee’s hairs remained tense.

Pikavee: “R-Rue?”

It was another moment of confusion and concern before Pikavee noticed what Rue must have.

The lone paw clinging to the ground. The rest of the body, submerged.

The Pokemon pulling free and rising from the void-matter, the goop in question peeling off the body like oobleck.

Pikavee: “R-Rue! That’s…!”

She would learn quickly it wasn’t who she thought. Both of them did.

For it resembled Fenninkou in all but face.

Flesh bubbled as if it were slime, and a single, bulbous eye formed in the center.

[ ID: A grayscale drawing of a void shadow taking the form of Fenninkou and staring up at the viewer, but where Fenninkou's actual face would be, there's nothing but a giant eye. Its entire right side and its tail are drooping, as if melting. Fenninkou's appearance is as described here. End ID ]

Hazel: “Void Shadows.”

[ next ]

[water-lemon-alex]

forgot to post these on tumblr too i kinda gave up halfway on sticktober but i did participate so

[jtl07]

Rest your head - forest

variation 1

it doesn't take much to take Ava's breath away - she loves the world so much that even the tiniest thing (a speck of growth within a crack of concrete, the hint of a nose and whiskers at the edge of a window, the smallest of Beatrice's freckles) will make her stop and stare, mouth ajar, eyes the widest they can be, trying to take it all in.

it's easy here to be breathless, among trees and rocks that have been here for generations, overlooking a vista that took them the whole morning to finally see. Ava turns to Beatrice but no words come out - but Beatrice smiles; understands. she takes Ava's hand and leads them to the base of one of the trees, sits them down in the shade silently. Ava hears the unsaid: 'rest your head, lay down your burdens, be with me, here, now.'

she doesn't know who or where the words are coming from, from Bea, from the trees, from her own heart; knows only that she should listen.

so she does. Ava tucks herself into Beatrice's side and sighs, feels it echoed in Beatrice's own chest as she presses her palm there to feel her breathe, to feel the life pulsing there - pulsing all around.

she closes her eyes and smiles, feeling so, so alive.

**

variation 2 - refers to the "ava finds (more) family" 'verse

"you'll know it when you see it," her aunt had said when she'd led Ava to the edge of the forest she and her sister - Ava's mother - had played in when they were kids. she'd given Ava a gentle hug, told her to take her time, her eyes heavy with a sad sort of certainty that comes with knowing what's been lost, tinged with the bittersweet of having found something a touch too late.

Ava walks carefully, silently as Beatrice has taught her, though part of her wants to make her presence known - who knows what ghosts still live here, who play here still. tries to imagine: her aunt and her mother, running along the path Ava's walking on now, playing hide and seek, playing tag, playing house; young and giggling and alive.

sunlight and birdcall filter down from the canopy and Ava pauses to take it all in. wishes - as she often does when she's somewhere her mother has been- for a way to bring the past into the present. she's crossed from one realm to the next, from life to death to life again so surely she could do this. surely she deserves this - a moment, just one, to feel her mother's love.

when she tells this story to Bea later over the phone, she'll say she swears she felt a tug - like someone pulling on her hand. Ava follows it, swears she also hears someone laugh, lets her heart carry her through the forest, until she finds it.

her mother's tree.

she knows it not by instinct but by feel, traces her fingers over the name carved into the trunk like an old scar, like an old friend. Ava breathes it in, the time, the tears, and rests her head against it as if to press its presence into her own skin. proof of life, proof of love, proof of where she's from.

[absowution]

the thought of Gortash using a disguise spell is sending me. It makes 100% sense for him to use one, high-profile as he is, to get around but can you imagine that man just suddenly popping up next to you? you're walking around the lower city and BAM! Gortash jumpscare, as he dispels the disguise of a fucking halfling.

[gecko1011010]

Saw Doraemon keyring on my shelf, can't help myself.

[amanedachi]

rhodium / hope

Part of LoL Esports Elemental Series.

[orangeinecstasy]

inhaler fic it is!!! hopefully cherry cola pt two will be published shortly after it

i’ve been pretty swamped lately, therefore i’m not able to work on more than one thing at once. this is why i’m doing this little poll so it can help me get my uploading schedule in order.

thanks so much for all the support!!!

much love 🫶

[dustofthedailylife]

Brief rant but there is something so appalling to me when I see a writer use AI-generated images (no I won't call it art because it isn't, tyvm) for the header/cover of their writing/fic.

People don't want their work scraped. Be it writing, visual arts, music or voices even. But then go and use AI-generated shit out of an art field they don't actively contribute to. It disgusts me. Have you no conscience or shame?

Most writers are actively against the use of AI. Many people don't want to read fics written by AI.

So for the love of god...

If you're against AI - fucking be against it in all art forms and not just your own. It's hypocritical af!

[burquillos]

No Diluven December illustration today I am sewing clothes for them🧵🪡

I also made a standee out of some scrap acrylic I had a while back

[defeateddetectives]

like eight whole years later about it: hold on a second [face in hands] just hold on a sec--

[gatheredfates]

SKINNING THE CHILDREN FOR A WAR DRUM.

[dandyshucks]

amusing myself far too much with the mental image of Wardell smoking a blunt and then offering it to Dandyfae and them trying to take a massive hit right off the bat and fucking dying DHDJDKL