#thank you!! =v=

[lcstkey]

@vierandancer sent [ patting hug ] from Mei! [ patting hug ] a hug where one / both partner(s) give a pat on the back Different Ways to Hug Someone Prompts

"Of all the lies that they could have told everyone..." Visibly enraged, Selena stood just outside the innkeeper's desk in Carline's Canopy, and recently heard the tale that was woven in her absence. She stares straight at one table, where Carlisle's Wood Wailer group were eating moments before they noticed her. They now sport the same pale expression as if they had just witnessed a corpse rise from the grave.

The teenage keybearer remembers...

"Of all the LIES!!!" Silver flames nip at her heels and the air around her grew icy cold as she storms towards the group. Her left fist slams down onto their table, leaving a visible indentation mark in the wood, her knuckles white and bleeding. They immediately backed their chairs away from her. Despite her right arm in a sling, they were visibly afraid of her.

"Twelve forfend, n-none of you had the courage to speak the truth, much less face it could you?!" She screams with rage, tears brimming in her eyes, "That your group leader was a bloody liar, a fucking murderer! And none of you are any better!" Onlookers are staring at their table now. Artemis was never known to raise her voice.

"None of you tried to stop him! None of you thought, did any of you have any thoughts before he pushed me off that damned cliff?!" She questions, teeth bared, her voice shaking, "Did none of you think to question...? Probably not, you all have bloody crap for brains! They might as well have been freshly shat Mun Tuy beans from Nophica's ass!"

"A-all you did was watch! All you did was w-watch h-him-" Selena's voice breaks, running her left hand through her hair and the furious thought flickers across her mind, I want you to feel the same hurt and fear I've felt. Her shadow is splintering apart. Her heart thundered in her chest. Silver flames climbing up her shaking legs and jump to her arms.

Before the young keybearer could say any more, she is suddenly grabbed by the shoulder and pulled away from the Wailer's table to be taken outside the Carline Canopy.

When she turns to protest, the Viera woman tightly hugs her, patting her back as if trying to soothe her. The teen trembles and hiccupping as her senses return. She limply rests her head against Meiko's shoulder, feeling emotionally exhausted and a child too little.

"I-I wanna go home....I w-wanna see Mama and my sister again..."

[itscalledmidgar]

OCs: 🌈❤️💙🤔🚌

thank you !!! <3

🌈 RAINBOW: orientations and pronouns? - khloe is amorphously trans and uses they/them exclusively! though an occasional she/her is fine. they're also bisexual. - i think crystal is a trans man, and uses he/him exclusively. he's gay, and he's extremely mad about it because feelings are for Losers. (the issue is the feelings, not the orientation) - a'vili is a trans he/they, not strictly a man but like, leaning that way. he's more of a, fuck before feelings sort of guy, and is bisexual.

❤️ RED HEART: what are three of their positive traits? - khloe is extremely fucking ride or die. they love to provide and care for their loved ones, cooking meals and getting things ready for them. they're very honest, and generally do their best to be tactful about it. - crystal is very good at cracking jokes at the appropriate time. he is also extremely ride or die in most circumstances. he's really stupid but in an endearing way so i'm going to say that's a positive. - a'vili............ he. uh. underneath the prickly bitchy outer layer he's actually really caring and even if he won't do it where anyone can see it he'll check up on people in his group. they're actually a really good teacher if you can catch them in a good mood. he's very quick with his words, and thus very good at getting out of trouble.

💙 BLUE HEART: any special abilities or magic? how do they handle it? - khloe has the echo, and it gives them premonitory nightmares. they didn't handle it well when they were a kid but they basically just. don't worry about it now lmao. they're very, very good at white magic, they're not very good with any other type of magic but being a white mage, they don't really use other types of magic anyway unless absolutely necessary. - crystal can hop through dimensions and timelines as he pleases. i have no idea how or why but he can. when he doesn't want to be in a dungeon he just zips out of there, hopping into a different place and then back to his main timeline at a centralised point. he's not very good with Magic, though he's a paladin so he has to use some. - a'vili doesn't really have any like. Special Powers so to speak, and he like. they're okay with magic, i don't know what class they is i just know he's the nuhn's boyfriend, so while he doesn't have special powers he does have special privileges within his society.

🤔 THINKING FACE: what are some of their quirks/mannerisms? - khloe has restless legs, they purr a lot including when they speak when they're excited, and they dig their claws into their palms as a grounding technique to stay calm! - crystal can, well, hop between dimensions and timelines. he likes lying on bench tops and on top of cupboards or the backs of couches or really anywhere he's not supposed to be sitting. he has trouble hiding his temper because his tail lashes quite severely the moment he's even vaguely pissed off. - a'vili is a bitch. he is The Village Asshole. everyone knows it and everyone ignores it unless they're new. they have a specific face they make when they want something (that he SWEARS he doesn't). their mouth runs far, far faster than their brain.

(i couldn't find a bus so i'm doing car!) 🚌 BUS OR CAR: do they have a driver's license? can they operate heavy machinery otherwise? i'm not sure you're required to have a license in eorzea, but none of them have one lmao. khloe can pilot a little mech dealie (maggie) because it was story important lmao. mostly they just ride chocobos

[lamina-tsrif]

you’ve changed (for the better)

for @where-does-the-heart-lie ‘s fighting game au I love ur designs I love them dearly

[iwperius-art]

happy jegulus holidays x

[eveledoze]

Call me your nymph Praise me for martyr, praise me for sin Call me your muse A sprite or an elf you cry to, then use

let's say this is an alternate ending... drew the sketch of this art before ep7 came out and these were my ideas about possible events. previously the end of the cross was pointed, but after ep7 I drew it as flash drive according to the canon xd would like to thank the people who helped me with this art and supported me, thank you !! close-ups below

[lowpolyanimals]

Ants from The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim

[tzarrz]

i listen to fog lake too much

[kraftykelpie]

Codywan hugs!

[aimfor-theheart]

hey i'm back, have you talked about ex gf pit!fighter vi...just curious...you know...for a friend...

jazz i can't tell you the psychic damage i took from this ask. looking at it with mine own two eyes. i thought about it all night. i haven't talked about her yet but I WILL NOW !

ex gf pitfighter!vi who never really moves on from you. and she doesn't expect you to move on from her, either. worse than that, she doesn't let you move on from her. she checks up on you still, hangs around you like a stray dog, always on your heels somehow.

ex gf pitfighter!vi who "accidentally" manages to scare off anyone who may be interested in you at the bars or at the fights. she swears it's not her fault that people are too pussy to approach you (never mind that she's been mean-mugging them for the better part of the night). and if you do try to point out that she's been guarding you all night, she just shrugs and claims that if they were worth it, they'd grow a pair and approach anyways.

ex gf pitfighter!vi who still takes care of everything for you. who is still, unfortunately, the one you call when you need help with anything around your little flat or need someone to come pick you up from a night out of drinking. she always dutifully walks you home, let's you drunkenly chatter to her, and keeps her hands tucked respectfully in her pockets to try and crush the urges she has to reach out and snag you around the waist—or throw you over her shoulder, like she used to when you were dating and you got a little too drunk. regardless, you call for vi whenever you're in trouble, because you know she'll always be there for you.

ex gf pitfighter!vi who has a horrible possessive streak with you. one of her opponents tries to goad her about the fact that you're single now and she just—loses it for a few moments. like a bad dog, she attacks and doesn't let go. they call the round quickly but she doesn't let up, like she doesn't even hear them.

they have to pull her off the guy, still snarling, anger still vicious and hot and thrumming in her veins.

ex gf pitfigher!vi who sees you after the fight, knuckles all split and perhaps still a little wound up. you can tell something's wrong, sense it in the air, in the bunching of her shoulders.

"what the hell happened out there?" you ask her, leaning against the doorway of the med bay they have backstage of the fighting pit.

he said something about you, and i just saw red, she thinks. your name barely formed on his lips, and i just lost it. i hate the idea of anyone even looking at you like that. i hate the idea that i'm not yours anymore.

instead she bites out, "i don't know—adrenaline, or something."

"vi—" you say, "that wasn't just adrenaline. what's going on?"

and like a bad dog, she snaps, "what the hell do you even care?"

you look stricken when she says it, and she immediately regrets it, deflates a little.

"i'm not allowed to care about you anymore?" you ask.

"we're supposed to be broken up, sweetheart." she scoffs, finally moving to find the wrap in order to bandage up her bloody knuckles. you drift further into the room, passing the threshold of the doorway, and into her space. you take the gauze from her hands before she can begin to do it.

(you always used to bandage her up after her fights.)

"you don't really act like it." you retort gently, urging her to sit again and she goes easily. sits and lets you approach her. spreads her legs a little and though you drift nearer, you keep your distance. still, you take one of her hands in yours. palm to palm for a moment. she fights the urge to bear down on your hand, to close her hand around yours and pull you to her. pull you into her lap—

"how am i supposed to act?" she asks, leaning back a little to look up at you and—it's a good view, looking up at you like this. always has been.

carefully, you begin wrapping her hand with the gauze. your fingers are nimble, deft.

"you could stop calling me 'sweetheart', for starters." you say and she feels your fingers over the back of her hand, then back under her palm as you wind and wind the bandage around her. there's a ghost of a sad smile on your lips when she finds your face, when she watches your expression.

"you want me to stop?" she asks.

your face twists up a little; several emotions flicker across your face and you've always been so expressive. so open—her little crybaby, her emotional storm of a girl. in the end, the emotion that settles onto your face is some sort of regret or sadness. raw.

you tie off the gauze on one of her hands. you fiddle with the roll of it.

"no." you finally admit, lifting your eyes from your narrow focus on her hand to find hers.

your gaze clashes with hers.

heat sears through vi. an aching burns inside her chest, heart on fire.

ex gf pitfighter!vi who says fuck everything, and reaches out with her free hand to settle on your waist. who urges you closer to her. tugs a little and suddenly pulls you into her lap, makes room for you there with the flex of her hips.

the gauze slips from your hands and unravels across the floor.

"vi—" you warn, but it sounds just shy of desperate. her heart sings.

here you are, her baby, wanting for her so bad. trying to be so brave and strong and independent.

vi exhales, wrangling you into her arms, quelling your minor fussing with a little coo. she leans in a little, and says;

"tell me to stop."

you go still in her arms. caught. your breath hitches.

"this is a bad idea." you manage to get out.

"you want me to stop?" she murmurs, her now bandaged hand coming up to cradle your jaw, the nape of your neck. her thumb skims your bottom lip, your chin. she dips closer, nose nudging yours.

"tell me to stop, sweetheart."

a heartbeat. a breath later—

you shake your head, just fractionally, and mewl, "don't stop."

and who has vi ever been to deny you?

ex gf pitfighter!vi who doesn't stay your ex for very long ever. who always manages to pull you back in, hands all over you in the middle of the night, at the bars, after bad fights. who makes you furious, but also makes up for it tenfold.

ex gf pitfighter!vi who, like a bad dog, is always on your heels, who can't quite let you go when she's got you.

[clubnate]

VINYL/ CD/ CASSETTE COLLECTORS!

I'm doing a university project around music in physical media and it would be super helpful if anyone who collects could fill out this quick survey for me about yourself and your collection history!

give me as much or as little information as you want, feel free to go crazy about your favourite albums or cd designs, it would all be really useful <3

Thank you in advance and please reblog so i can get as many responses as possible :)

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Feelings Thawed

Character; Cater Diamond

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, pining, ice skating (to various degrees of success)

Word Count; 650+

Author's Note; This is a present/thank you to my mutual @i-like-forgs. I hope you enjoy this ice skating scene with Cater, and that you get to skate soon!

As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The brisk wind bit at your nose, and you pulled up your scarf, trying to keep away the offending wind. Around you it was a winter wonderland, all made possible in the temperate conditions thanks to Cater, who was filming you skating around on the frozen pond’s surface.

“You know,” you hollered, making sure that you caught his attention, “you should join me! It’s fun!” You came to a stop by the pond’s edge, where Cater was standing with a large thermos.

Cater just shot you a wink, handing you the thermos. “This is for you though, silly!” 

He was deflecting, you could tell; behind that bright and cheery smile that he always seemed to wear around others, you knew when there was something off with Cater. You accepted the thermos though, and took a sip of the spicy apple cider, still piping hot.

You gave him a look and pulled lightly on his coat sleeve. “Yes, but it’s more fun with others, come on Cater!” You stepped back onto the ice, and slowly skated near him, waiting with an eager smile.

He looked at you, and then back at the ice, but he stayed standing in the light snow, shooting you that smile. “But I can’t take photos if I’m out there with you!” He scratched at the back of his neck.

Liar. “Cater,” you looped back around and stepped onto the bank, balancing on your skates, “do you not know how to skate?”

Cater’s smile turned sheepish, and his ‘ahahaha, looks like my gig is up’ chuckle made its appearance. He had been found out. “Never got the chance to,” he hid his face slightly in his scarf, either to keep the cold at bay or to hide that his cheeks were turning pink. “So I’d just slow ya down.”

You took his hand into yours, “Well, I could teach you if you wanted. Just a warning though, you’re gonna fall on your butt a lot, might get a few bruises.”

Cater looked down at your entwined hands. Mittens and gloves separated your skin from touching one another, but Cater could swear that he could feel the sensation nonetheless through the layers of fabric.

“You would? Even if I pull you down with me?” 

The last question wasn’t just about the ice skating; Cater didn’t want to force you to do anything that you didn’t want to… and that included being his friend. His heart seemed to whisper stronger emotions though, but he didn’t want to ruin what the two of you had.

You walked him out to the ice, and the both of you swiftly fell down on the ice, hard. But you just laughed and got right back up again, “Well, we did just fall. There isn’t anything scary about falling down; yes it stings and might leave a gnarly bruise, but in order to move forward we have to fall and get back up. So yes, is what I guess I’m saying.”

Cater looked up at you, the sun illuminating you and the snow glittered behind you. You were holding your hand out again, waiting for him. And Cater took your hand. 

It took him a while to get the hang of it, and he fell down quite a bit, but every time he fell down you helped him back up. And by the time that the sun was setting in the west, the both of you were cold, and both were going to wake up tomorrow with some bruises. It was fun though, which is all that mattered… but that whisper in Cater’s heart was by now singing, and maybe he would listen to it, but for now, he was happy with how the way things were, and he wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world, especially with how much you had smiled today. Your smile and knowing that you had fun with him was enough.

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Tags; @eynnwwyjth, @ithseem, @krenenbaker, @silvers-numberonefan, @twistwonderlanddevotee, @xxoomiii

[swearingcactus]

you would be upset too if some cute kid you met at work was possessed by your shitbag cheating ex who died 50 odd years prior

[peacockrulz]

An Well Made Excuse To Post My Specific Headcanons I've Had Since The Show Came Out

[dogesterone]

i hope every trans girl in the world feels so so so loved.

this includes the girls who have just started their transition, the girls who have been transitioning for years, the old girls, the young girls, the sex workers, the ones who are struggling and the ones who are trying to help, the ones who aren't just a girl, the ones who are only sometimes girls, the ones who aren't really girls but are close enough, the ones who aren't really human, the ones who might might not be just one person, the ones who keep their girlhood secret, and the ones who don't yet know they're girls.

every single one of you.

i love you.

[edorazzi]

Hey guys, it's finally time for a Miraculous Mentor AU webcomic!!! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

This 80-page story will explore Felix's backstory as Chat Noir, his relationship with Bridgette and a significant step in his bond with Adrien. I've been working on this project for over a year with the support of my Patreon crew and I'm so excited to finally start releasing it - I really hope you guys enjoy!

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