#so yeah... mood ruined and lightened at the same time XD

[elvenbeard]

Everyone deserves a ferris wheel date with silly hats!

If you don't know him well, it's easy to brush Vince off as stoic, serious, and quiet, a bit of a slick, untransparent guy. But he can be quite goofy and actually doesn't take himself nearly as seriously as other people do. There's no deep story behind this apart from Kerry being like "hey, I dare you to buy that hat and wear it for the rest of our date", and so he did XD

This was also the last VP session I did with them before Phantom Liberty dropped and before I moved and started my new job and uuuurgggh I miss them a lot atm ;__; But at least I still have a few unedited pics left that I can get to now in a quiet minute xD Still far from finishing PL (thankfully, I'm enjoying it so much, I don't want it to end!!) but I'm also really really looking forward to new VP and finally fixing that outfit Kerry is wearing here (and putting him into all the new clothes too :3)

Bonus from Kerry's camera roll xD

[stargazing-enby]

Prompt for yoooou!!! "All that time we were together I was thinking about him" (you can chose the pairing)

(Thanks, dear! I somehow managed not to make this angsty, which I’m proud of xD).

Drarry (past Hinny) | 800 words | Teen and up | Post-Hogwarts, Therapy Session, Anxious Harry Potter | Read on AO3 | Read part 2 on Tumblr

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“All the time we were together, I was thinking about him.”

Harry didn’t dare look up in the silence that followed. They’d been talking about Ginny for what, three sessions now? And Harry had thought about saying those words out loud over and over again, only to swallow them back into the pit of emptiness that was his chest, too ashamed to admit it. Too scared it would become real the moment he voiced it.

“Was this why you were so quiet last week?” Jane asked. “Because you wanted to tell me this, but couldn’t get the words out?”

How did she know him so well? Therapists have superpowers, mate, Ron would’ve said.

His voice shook when he mumbled a strained, “Maybe.” He swallowed. Lying was no use, was it? “…Yeah.”

“What kind of thoughts did you have about him?”

The fact she knew exactly who that ‘him’ referred to without Harry having to say his name upset him. Had he really talked that much about Draco?

“I… I’d tell Ginny about my day, and when she replied, I’d imagine what he would say in her place. I’d think about him while I cooked — about how he’s always saying how much he loves an extra bit of salt on his food. I’d—” He bit his lip. Was he really going to say it? “I’d fantasise about him, too. In… bed.”

And to think he’d started going to therapy because he’d died and come back to life… he felt deeply embarrassed, but the tightness in his chest was already starting to ease as he let out the thoughts he’d been fighting to keep inside.

Merlin, but did he feel weird.

“Do you still think about him now that you���re single?”

Harry raised his head when he realised he was staring at his own fidgety hands. He smiled awkwardly at her. “You know I do.”

She smirked back at him. “I do. I wanted to know if you’d admit it.”

“Yeah, well, that wasn’t easy to say,” he mumbled, trying to lighten the mood. Then he forced his next thought out before he could change his mind. “I should also admit that… that I think I love him. I… I may have for a very long time now. I’m not sure, though.”

“What’s your definition of love?”

Ah, that was the question, wasn’t it? Perhaps if he knew the answer he wouldn’t be so damn lost, but alas, Harry hadn’t exactly had much love in his life. Not even when he’d thought he had.

“I don’t know. If I’m honest, I only called it love because that’s the word everyone uses when they can’t stop thinking about someone else, and about just being with them.” He was fidgeting again, but he couldn’t do anything about it. “I just want Draco by my side, all the time. I adore his sarcastic remarks, and I like it when he talks Quidditch with me, and — Merlin, I even love the way he sneezes, he’s just too cute. And when I’m with him, it’s like… like we walk at the same pace. When I’m with him, I don’t feel like being left alone, which usually happens with everyone else but Ron and Hermione.”

When he looked up again, Jane was smiling, this time in amusement. Harry brought a hand to his hair, sighing. He felt so stupid.

“I think what you’re describing matches the definition of infatuation, Harry. Or as you kids call it nowadays… a crush. There’s nothing wrong with that, of course, but seeing as it’s been going on for so long and it’s making you upset, perhaps it’s time to consider doing something about it.”

A chill passed through Harry, and the only thought he could process was that he did not want to cut Draco from his life. Under no circumstances.

“Do you mean that as in…”

“I mean it as in doing something you haven’t tried before. Like telling a friend how you feel, or perhaps, if you think it’s safe, telling him how you feel. Do you trust him enough to do that? Do you think he’d be understanding about it?”

“I—” Harry stuttered. “I mean, we’re friends. More or less. But I don’t think I can do it.” Or could he? Fuck, the mere idea was unravelling a sea of hypothetical scenarios in his mind, and each one was crazier than the last. But there was just too much between them. And how would he even explain? How could he tell Draco he’d been fantasising about him while dating Ginny? What if he ruined their friendship?

What if… what if Draco liked him too?

Feeling brave, he closed his fists to keep his fingers still and said the words that were blooming inside him, powerful and thrilling. “Or… you know what? Perhaps I can try.”

Read part 2 on Tumblr | AO3 

[cutegirlmayra]

Hey there! ohh im so shy /-\ I admire you sooooo much and i love your prompts!! ❤❤ If this don't bother you... Can you make another one with Sonic and Amy? Please? :3 I send you a gigant hug 😄

(x)

With all the hype, how could I not?

Also, don’t be shy~ You’re super cute, Precious Anon~

Prompt:

Amy was shot out from the side and scaled a large part of the battlefield. The custom character looked up, shocked to see the moment, and ran to try and catch her, dodging debris and robots but one charged through a building’s wall.

The custom character put up their hands, using a gadget to get out of the way before looking back at Amy, worried.

Suddenly, a blue stream of light flashed before them, and Sonic leapt up to break the stream of light, having it pixel away as he grabbed her- tumbling to the ground with a skid on the walls as a decent descent.

He sprung off and landed to put her down, holding a hand to her shoulder and seeming to bend slightly as if asking and examining her to make sure she was okay.

She nodded, giving a closed-eyed smile to reassure him she was fine, as he nodded and gave her a thumbs up; removing his arm, he took off passed the custom character.

“Come on! Gawking won’t win us the war!” Sonic encouraged, as the custom character looked frazzled, nodding with a frown of embarrassment, blushing slightly at the scene and rushing off to follow him.

-Later~-

Tails mentioned the looming destruction awaiting them a few towns down, and then mentioned that half the city was already destroyed, as Amy fell behind, before finally falling to her knees.

“What are we fighting for!?”

The team suddenly turned around, as Custom character seemed startled, turning as well.

She shook her head, holding her arms out in front of her to support her above the ground. “There’s… there’s nothing left.. it’s all… gone…” She squinted her eyes shut, having them sting from the dust that rose into them from being so close to the ground where the wind was giving a steady blow of eerie desolation.

Sonic frowned, slowly starting to make his way to her.

“I just… I can’t do it anymore!” she covered her face, crying suddenly.

Custom Character looked concerned, reaching a hand forward and bending their eyes back, wanting to comfort in some way.

But then,

Sonic turned to speak over his shoulder.

“Tails, go on without us.”

Tails was about to protest, but nodded and pulled Custom Character along, shaking his head at the desire the character showed to stay and help.

As the team departed, Sonic walked further over to Amy, bending down to her level on one knee. He tilted his head to her, a look of care in his eyes as his kind and gentle nature began to show through his usual leader-like persona of wise-cracks and confident chuckles.

“I just can’t… I can’t see anything left worth fighting for.” in shame, she bent down, trying to keep her face concealed as she cried.

His smile shifted to one of understanding, as he drooped his eyelids a little down, before looking to the ground, thinking…

He looked up, much more confident in an answer now.

“I do.”

She slowly… with soft sniffles,… curled her fingers to look over her hands…

He was staring right at her, a loving look of praise, before reaching his arms out to her shoulders, then dropping them down a bit with a friendly grin of encouragement, and helped her get up.

“There’s always something to fight for, Amy. A future… this place…” he gestured around him, removing his arms from her to show the ruins around him. “Everything can be rebuilt. Everything can be salvaged and made into more than what it used to be.”

Amy looked around, suddenly picturing a wonderful, bustling city. People and shops lining ever cracked corner and bended postboard.

It brought a smile to her face, picturing families at home, friends in the park, and no Eggman overlord to worry them into a state of dread and unhappiness…

He turned back to her, “That’s what I fight for. Can you see it?”

She gracefully nodded her head in acceptance, “Yes.” she agreed, and turned to him. “I see that future.” her eyes glistened with new hope.

He smiled, seeing the sudden shift in her and nodded, taking her hand and starting to lead her back to the others.

He carefully watched her eyes, making sure there wasn’t a second of doubt that he needed to address, before cautiously continuing on and moving at her pace.

He was growing confident in his success, before Amy walked and spoke up again.

“In that future… I see much more than things rebuilt or salvaged.”

“Huh?” he felt a pull on his arm, and stopped to look back at her, blinking in innocence at not knowing what she was implying.

“I saw you too.” she tilted her head, and with a slight flirtation, looked away at the city. “And me.”

He turned his eyes away, a look of confusion as he straightened himself out. “Uhhh..” he tapped a foot down, being careful about how he replied.

As she swayed her body a bit, he noticed her daydreaming, and frowned with suspicion on that gesture.

“Well…” he looked down, trying to avoid as best he could with revealing he knew what she meant now. “You and I might see two different futures. But they’re both still worth fighting for.” He gave her a quick glance before trying to move on, continuing passed the awkward moment she almost created before he felt another tug and looked as though he had flinched from the tug.

His face drooped to an awkward look of ‘please, don’t.’ as Amy continued, her eyes more obvious in her flirtation as she blinked them a few times and kept her hand locked in his.

“I think it’s the same future… but we’re looking at it in different directions and times.” she mused, before she saw him lighten his grip on his hand, acting as though he was trapped by her own hold and just seemed to avoid confrontation.

Surprisingly, he kept his mouth shut, not combating her after a wild mood-swing, in his opinion, before she let his hand go and pouted.

“Oh, you said look to the future! Why can’t I look a little farther ahead?”

“I guess I try and see the current possibilities… instead of the endless ones.”

He grumbled slightly out, as if not really wanting to be heard.

As if on cue, not realizing he wanted to end the conversation on that last note, and being a woman- she naturally wanted the last word- replied with utter confidence radiating from her renewed sense of life and optimism.

“More possibilities, more things worth protecting, right?”

He gave her a pity smile, curling a side of his mouth as if awkwardly trying to just satisfy her with that response.

She bought into it, bouncing back to lead the onward march towards the rest of the team, as he returned to his frown, as if wishing that went better.

‘What possibilities could that be… Amy?’ He almost wished he could ask, without knowing what she’d respond with.

‘The ones where we’re all happy… and love can’t be missed… nor destroyed… nor forgotten.’

Yeah… he knew that’s what she’d say.

And he smiled.

(Tried to keep it mostly in character and canon XD what do you think? Cute, right? xp)