#reblogged hcs

[valeriapryanikova]

This season, on Hermitcraft...

(speedpaint)

[butterflyscribbles]

First words💬

Hard to say where he got them from though idk…

[pl4yingcards]

was on namemc cause i was curious if the fishing madness had progressed and

grian??????? NOW what's happened???

[isaacz]

My personal headcanon is that Orchid and King were highschool friends, but eventually lost contact due to Orchid's toxic relationship with Navy in her late 20s, and because of that King never heard abt her son(purple) nor her death

[inthehouseoffinwe]

Y’know when you’re tired and come across the wrong post at the wrong time and just. Pure rage. For no reason whatsoever.

I’m feeling rather bitter at Elwing rn (it was a very well written ficlet and I admire the writer, I’m just tired and unwell 😂) so you get a little fic of me getting that out. Content warning done.

Here we go!

Elrond and Elros can’t stand most depictions of their mother.

White feathered wings, plain white gown billowing in the sea breeze around her slight figure, two dark shapes reaching taloned hands for the brilliant gem around her neck. Desperate expression on a too round face with wide eyes looking towards her sons. It makes them sick.

Because Elwing wasn’t soft and innocent. Elwing wasn’t like that at all.

Sharp, angular features. Grey slivers for eyes more often clouded than not. White? Yes she wore white. But it was the white of a desert sun, the white of cold starlight, merciless and unfeeling as elves were dragged to the darkness.

And she’d loved her sons, yes, but it was the love of an ideal. Elwing was young and far from ready for the burdens of motherhood alongside ruling a city in her husband’s ever growing absences. And the gem-

Well. The less said about the silmaril, the better.

The Sindar more than others remain desperate for a symbol of innocence, a sign of their claim to the stolen jewel over the sons of it’s creator. So they present their winged princess bathed in holy light whilst the sons of Fëanor cower from it’s brilliant glow.

But Elrond and Elros remember how the stone sang when Maedhros and Maglor arrived, just as they remember their mother’s fury at its song.

You see, Elwing loved her sons. But she didn’t jump to save them.

Elrond and Elros saw the beginnings of regret, but they also remember her steadfast determination to keep what was never hers, cold starlight and unyielding sun meshing to cruel pride as she fell. It wasn’t holy light but white hot fire that clashed with the silmaril to send her screaming as the stone rejected her grasp, burning brighter than ever as she flew to her husband.

Elrond’s arrival to Valinor and the white scars radiating from Elwing’s hand to her chest confirm what he knew all along.

It wasn’t innocence that crowned her the day Sirion fell.

Because years before Maedhros and Maglor had fallen victim to the Silmaril’s hallowing, Elwing the White had paid the price for her false claim. And no matter how they tried to hide it, the consequences of that pride marked her to this day.

[thunderstomm]

They’re reading him Cosmorella ✨

[seldans]

shes so tugboat-core

[darth-kote]

not to sound like a slut but the clone i imagine cuddling with changes on a nightly basis depending on the specific needs that Must Be Met

[fagm77]

made this at 3 am. that's really all there is to say about it.

all images ethically sourced from @impulsesv-but-everywhere :)

[runraerun]

The softest Harringrove brain worm that’s ever invaded my head where Billy is the sole guardian of his little step-sister Max. (very little, like 6 years old little. And Billy is 25ish, so it’s a big enough age gap where everyone naturally assumes he’s just a single dad.) And Steve is the host of a dorky yet successful kids tv show called Mr H’s Treehouse (think Mr. Rogers) that Max is OBSESSED with.

She makes Billy watch it with her every single evening, like clockwork. Now, Billy would never admit this, not even with a fucking gun to his head—but he kind of starts to look forward to watching it with her. But it isn’t his fault! The host is, pardon his French, fucking hot as shit.

So every night he gets home from work, drops whatever take-out garbage he got for them onto their TV dinner trays, and parks himself in front of the idiot box while Mr. H from Mr. H’s Treehouse comes on and teaches him and Max about the power of friendship and sharing and eating vegetables or whatever the hell else he’s on about that week. It’s stupid, but it kind of becomes cathartic. Like Billy can just shut his brain off and stuff his face and watch the bright colors and listen to the gentle music and let the stresses of his life fade away—at least for that half-hour anyway. The fact that Mr. H has an ass Billy could bounce a quarter off of… well, it doesn’t hurt.

But what happens when there’s a meet and greet/Story-Time being hosted at Max’s elementary school? Well, Billy’s not a complete douchebag, so of course he has to take her! It has nothing to do with the fact that he also maybe wants to meet this tv host who’s all soft sweaters and pretty brown eyes that Billy’s maybe been fantasizing about for the past year and a half. That’s not it! He’s here for his nerdy little twerp step-sister, nothing more.

(Spoiler, it’s something more.)

[notanartificialintelligence]

since aroace trending

help i ran out of tags

[ipostmysimpingstuffanonymously]

Hello! I love your art. I'm fan of ship SatoSho and I wanted ask you if you can draw the reaction of Satoru about Shoko's death

Maybe Sukuna find her and kill her in front of Satoru ¿?

This is not my fault, it's an ask, don't kill me

[heich0e]

saw a post earlier abt how no matter who izuku's dating, his partner just needs to be cool w katsuki being around all the time like a non-romantic part of the relationship. it made me laugh thinking about being katsuki's partner and knowing he's going to third wheel his childhood friend's dates all the time:

he comes home at the end of the night and you're curled up on the couch watching TV, asking "how was dinner?"

"awful, food was cold and they used way too much salt."

"oh, that's too bad."

"yeah, kept eatin' it though, because deku's date talked about their ex for a goddamn hour 'n if i didn't shove something in my mouth i was gonna start screaming. that idiot better not agree to a second date or next time i won't be able to keep my mouth shut."

[vanillaa-sky]

Genderfluid Sebastian makes no sense as a hc really

Bro’s true form is a puddle of black goop with eyes I don’t think he really has a gender what are you on about

[pip-n-chips]

Thinking about Harper choking you out to test your lung function instead of using a stethoscope like a Normal Fucking Doctor

"The longer you last, the better your lungs!" <- Dr. Harper, Health Expert

(P.S. When you awaken once more, you may feel extra soreness in your nether region, but do not fret! This is all completely normal!) <- source: trust me bro

[vyunok-obyknovenniy]

Really happy with how she turned out! I decided to give her some naiad features, inspired by this post and it was really fun! I hc that she can breathe underwater (even though she doesn't have gills. Do naiads have gills?), although I am not sure if she can do it freely or for a limited amount of time 🤔

The fabric piece covering her chest was loosely inspired by 18th century neckerchiefs, because I wasn't sure how the Mycenaean open chest fashion would fly with the censorship here or on other platforms ¯⁠\⁠_(•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;)⁠_⁠/⁠¯