#mirai / visage.

[ghostie-selfships]

I made an angsty picrew of me and Yuno and now I'm sad..

[braeveries]

our girls.

jo & eden belong to @decimatlas <3

(my art. please do not use or repost.)

[goodheartt]

tag drop pt. 9

[wckedmoons]

tagg drop!!

[izvmimi]

cw: season 3 spoilers.

Time passes incessantly, whether you like it or not. Before you know it, a year has passed, and Senku and your friends have returned victorious, the petrification device clutched tightly and triumphantly in Senku’s fist. 

You should not be surprised and you aren’t - Tsukasa told you to believe in him after all, and you believe in Tsukasa wholeheartedly, able to extend the same courtesy to his friend by proxy. As you stand around the freezer that keeps a man you love dearly in stasis, you try to keep yourself from being emotional - the last thing you want, should this miracle truly come to fruition, is for Tsukasa to see you again as tearful as you were the night you parted for the last time.

The fridge opens after all this time, and reveals Tsukasa frozen in time, beautiful and powerful as always in his uninterrupted slumber. For a moment, you think of the one and only night you lay next to him to sleep, too afraid to return to your own chambers and him too polite to turn you away to one of your friends for comfort. You’d awoken after just a few hours, embarrassed and anxious, and he’d stayed a safe, appropriate distance away from you, trusting you enough to rest peacefully. 

Tsukasa fast asleep was a sight you committed to memory, what he looks like in slumber being a secret just the two of you kept…  at least up until now.

Holding your breath, you watch Mirai carefully as she prays emphatically, then slips the petrification device beneath the palm of her brother’s hand. 

“Just work for a moment please… we just need it to shine one last time,” she begs to whatever god is listening.

Please work, you repeat to yourself from the bottom of your heart. 

Mirai looks at you for a moment for guidance, and you freeze, the weight of her gaze a practically insurmountable pressure, but as you step forward to kneel beside her in support, your newfound friends surround you and together, you press the petrification device closer to Tsukasa’s chest. There is a glow of light that engulfs him in stone and you gasp, but just as quickly, Senku pours the revival fluid over his body in a rapid, precise motion.

You watch the man you love, not unlike a fairytale, a Briar Rose of sorts, shed his temporary stone shell, and you are frozen into place as he defrosts into his so very human, healed self. Mirai throws herself onto her brother first, immediately, as they reunite as family, and as you watch, stepping back quickly to give them space with tears streaming down your cheeks, your thankful heart beats frantically. 

What do you do now? You don’t want to be too eager to see him again - what if he had time to think and reassess the situation in his cold sleep? You’ve aged a year, and have done nothing to match the effortless beauty the reporter has besides you, and she’s equally as eager, her love is louder and more obvious than yours, and Ruri pushes her closer to approach him despite her embarrassment. 

You can’t fault her. No one knows the truth about how you feel other than Senku, the agriculturist and the navigator.

And perhaps Tsukasa himself.

You give yourself a few more moments to watch him, and assess the state of your heart. Your feelings are still the same, you think, as Tsukasa pats the top of Mirai’s head and thanks her for being the good sister that she is. He does the same to Minami, and your heart sinks as he indulges her first. 

Of course.

The prince awakes from his slumber and is glad to encounter his princess. Minami has the same adoring look she’s had towards him since the day you’ve met her, soft waves of fair hair to match his brown locks, the figure of a fairy, the gentle tongue of a songstress. You, on the other hand, belong in the back kitchens, in the busiest of pharmacies, the forest and the fields; wild-appearing with a curt tongue and rougher palms, your visage only soft enough to be nurturing and comforting but not awe-inspiring. 

You don’t belong in this scene, only as an onlooker.

Suddenly, it’s too hard to look at him, to welcome him home, even if you’d stayed at his bedside as he promised you he’d be back as soon as possible, even if he asked you not to worry about him. 

He didn’t say he’d be back specifically for you.

You’d laid your head on his chest and listened to his slowing heartbeat, just out of pace with yours, but you don’t have stethoscopes in this universe. You’d let your hand rest in his, but it’s not wrong to offer a patient comfort in their time of need.

You’re not sure where you stand anymore, so you awkwardly shift your weight from foot to foot, ignoring the eyes of your friends who know that you’re in love, boring into your skin. 

The navigator gently presses her hand into your back, and you turn to protest, but suddenly Tsukasa, just reborn, calls your name.

“___.”

You stiffen, your heart practically pounding in your throat. When your head snaps back in your direction, he’s so close he’s practically towering over you, his lips pulled into the brightest smile you’ve ever seen.

You can feel your eyes water involuntarily as the love you try to suppress overwhelms you.

“Tsukasa. I’m so happy you’re-” you croak out, only to be interrupted. It happens faster than you can imagine but Tsukasa takes your face in his hands, and leans in, pressing his lips to yours. Your ears burn, and so do your cheeks and so does the breath in your throat, but you’re kissing him for the very first time, and when he’s pulled back, the tears in his eyes match yours.

And instantly, you know. It’s him, and it’s you, and it’s the both of you, together, even with everyone watching.

He’s saved this love for last.

His thumbs stroke your quickly wetting cheeks as the tears of joy flow freely. You didn’t want to cry, but here you are, and he’s smiling widely, happily just for you.

“I’m sorry I took all this time to tell you, but I love you.”

[alexanderlightweight]

I loved that competent Alec post! I do have a thing for Jace, Izzy and Clary being taken down a peg or two becase they are really awful to Alec like, zero empathy on their part... also, competent Alec, standing up for himself and not taking anyone's bullshit is super hot and I'm sure Magnus agrees

yeah..... i might have to write a second chapter because Magnus meeting a furious, feral and competent Alec who is on a rampage because there is insubordination and traitors in his institute?

that is, that is good stuff right there. especially because all know alec is this stone cold visage of an ice capped peak and then he sees magnus and he just.

melts.

and magnus is just like 'you make a very pretty puddle, alexander'

sorry i am tired and it made me cackle.

but yeah, alec melts for magnus and magnus is just like, 'oh wow okay i have no idea whats going on but i'm onboard'

alec: i'm not thankful for the problem that caused us to meet but boy, it was worth it

Magnus gets whiplash because on one hand he's got this sweet, giant of a shadowhunter eating out of his palm and the next he's got this icy mountain of glowers daring anyone to disobey him because he'll lay them out flat.

magnus later to mirai: so, in the interest of me getting your commander out for a little relaxation, bring his tension down. how about you show me that footage i keep hearing about?

mirai: ... yeah okay, if he didn't like you we'd all know by now so sure. why not. this job is already exhausting and i bet he's even more tired.

thank you for the ask and compliments and sharing what you like because 100% i agree and am down for it

[puppygirltitties]

recorded a mix and I've got music coming out tomorrow if you wanna check it out

[worlds-4th-best-dad]

Ramadan isn’t even over yet, mutual, and you’re talking about old man pussy? Tsk, tsk, tsk...

Why are do so many of the submitted characters look like this

Those two had to have had the same actor and then they just animated the guy

[miraiakuma]

J’ai imaginé une sœur adoptive à Naruto, elle s’appelle Mirai elle appartient au clan AKUMA un petit clan exterminer à cause du pouvoir que la branche principale seule, peut éveiller (expliquation plus tard). J’ai un peu eux du mal à faire les visages surtout celui de Naruto. Voilà pour cette l’arrivée de Mirai AKUMA.

[pseudoneiiric]

[strxwbrriesncigxrettes]

jinsun baek tag drop

[illuminatingprowess]

"Great," he said muttering to himself as she retreated from his bedroom. Sebastian was completely depleted. There was not an ounce of empathy and care within him and it felt nothing but foreign. The visage he'd displayed since he woken up from his coma and returned to his kingly duties was nothing more than a facade. A constant game of charades. Every now and then he felt seemingly like himself, yet it felt nothing but a shell of a distant friend.

Thinking he finally had some privacy to himself for once today, Sebastian was not expecting for Miray to return. At the sound of the door opening, thinking it was one of his guards, the king immediately scolded towards the figure. "Could you please just give me a damn minute?" At once a wave of flames rippled off Sebastian in match of his temperament. What he hadn't anticipated was the sparks to fly off him and hit Miray. "Shit," he said quickly running over to her, taking a hold of her body. "Are you okay? I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." he said as tears welled in his eyes. "

Nearly automatically Miray set a step back when Sebastian suddenly snapped at her. She sucked in a breath as the words slapped her in the face. Smothering him... That had definitely not been what she had been wanting to do at all. She had been trying to stand by him, but what had she been doing wrong?

"I-I will leave you alone," Miray muttered softly before she finally backed away and out of the room. An ache filled her up because she did not want to leave him alone. She wanted to help him but she felt powerless. There was so much she did not understand and she could only help him to an extend.

The young woman let the door close behind her and she walked further into the hallway. Her pace slowed down eventually and Miray stopped in her tracks a few meters away from Sebastian's quarters again. It was only then that she started to shake her head to herself. No... This was not the way they were going to play this.

Abruptly, Miray turned around again and nearly marched back to Seb's quarters again and she pushed the door open once more without knocking or something at all. "You are not going to push me away too Seb. I know you are struggling but I need you to talk. Instead of doing this, okay? I lost you once and I am not going to lose you again."

[braeveries]

bought a new brush. had to do a quick sketch of my girl ◡̈

[drxnknhxgh]

[movedoverthehcrizon]

MIRAI TAG DROP:

[parlecrit]

this image flat-out kills me every time i see it hello??? hello?? ???? ??