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[lidiasloca]

Hi! I was wondering if you could write a little Azriel x reader story, where he comes from a mission injured but tries to hide it from everyone (especially from her (reader)) because he doesn't want them to worry. But then things get complicated and she finds out and is so angry at him for trying to hide it. And then she goes into mother hen mode and takes care of him and it's just pure fluff🥺

Thank you🥰

healing azriel's wounds

azriel x reader

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“Why didn’t you tell me?” you ask, your words a mix of frustration and worry. 

“I didn’t want you to worry, Y/N. Since we are newly mated, I knew you’d be… well — like this,” Azriel replies, a painful look on his face as you clean up his wound. You rely on the steadiness in your well-practiced hands, but still, no matter how good of a healer you are, you feel unsure every time you get close to his wounded chest. He is your mate, after all.

“Worried for my mate?” you ask, anger flooding into your heart for the way he treats this as nonsense. “This cut is almost bone-deep, Azriel. What were you thinking?” Your voice breaks at the last bit, and Azriel finally seems to worry — maybe not for the wound, but for you.

“I’m sorry,” he breathes as you start stitching the cut. You have to look away from his pained eyes, only focusing on the meticulous movement of your hands. “Really, I—”

“Hush,” you order with a hint of sweetness. “It’s fine. Just… don’t ever do it again.”

“I promise,” he replies, and, at last, you move your eyes to meet his. 

You are still mad at him for putting his life at risk, but still, you are grateful he is, at last, fine. You didn’t tell him often, but it killed you every time he left for a mission. You always worried he might come home with a wound like this. Or maybe he would never return home.

“Please don’t cry,” he pleads with a hoarse voice, trying to sit up now that you’ve finished stitching him.

“Then don’t give me reasons to cry,” you mumble between sobs. Maybe he is right. Maybe being recently mated made you much more vulnerable to things like this.

“I’m so sorry,” he whispers, reaching out to stroke your cheek.

“Don’t move. The stitches are fresh.”

But he doesn’t seem to care one bit. “Please forgive me, Y/N.”

You watch him for a minute, reading the sorrow and regret in his eyes. “Never again,” you warn in a weak voice.

“Never again. I promise.”

-Characters by Sarah J Maas

a/n: pls send requests!

[ibtisams]

Hello dear friends

My name is Ahmed Khalil from the Gaza Strip. I am a member of a family of eight. Our home was destroyed, and we were forcibly displaced from northern Gaza to the south after orders from Israeli forces.💔🙏

With a heavy heart and a feeling of shame, I am sending you this message from under the bombardment and destruction. The relentless bombing never seems to stop, making Gaza an unsafe place to live.🥺🍉

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[licorice-and-rum]

Hello dear friends

My name is Ahmed Khalil from the Gaza Strip. I am a member of a family of eight. Our home was destroyed, and we were forcibly displaced from northern Gaza to the south after orders from Israeli forces.💔🙏

With a heavy heart and a feeling of shame, I am sending you this message from under the bombardment and destruction. The relentless bombing never seems to stop, making Gaza an unsafe place to live.🥺🍉

I ask you to stand by my side and help save me and my family. We urgently need your financial support and help in sharing my posts so that I can secure the basic necessities for my family. Additionally, your donations can help us evacuate to a safe place.🙏🙏🍉

Your small donation and sharing will make a difference and have a significant impact. Please don't hesitate to donate and share.🍉🙏

Thank you for hearing my story.

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Donate what you can or please repost this so it reaches the most people it can.

Thank you <3

[braintamer]

hi sir 💗 i'm a female and recovering feminist and uuh i want to ask your advice on how to ways to like kinda apologize for my past? 🥺 like i was so brainwashed into thinking yknow "women" have rights blahblah but um i know now females are just a set of holes with tits. 🤭 still i feel the urge to yknow make up for being a feminist in the past. i dunno if it's worth your time, but i have 3 main mistakes i made and i'd like to ask for a punishment for each if that's okay 🥺 my mistakes (amongst many) were:

1. disliking even hating men... i know BAD start :(( i promise i'm better!!! i now worship men, call them sir/daddy/etc. and respect only them. 🥰 but i feel so bad about talking bad about my superiors so i would like to be punished 🥺

blaming not the victim (me) but the rapist (a man with the right to abuse me). i would say things like "i didn't deserve to be raped" or something, but now i know that if a man want to hurt, molest, rape, abuse or otherwise me in anyway he can and should! i'm sorry i was sooo stupid :(( can you give me another punishment? 🥺

i am still unlearning being a brat. words like 'no' or 'stop' are unfortunately still part of my vocabulary altho i'm working so hard to be tamed. anyway i would so wish for a punishment i can do regularly, preferably everytime i make a mistake or am a brat. can you help me please? 🥺

that is all, but pleeease don't be too hard on me, i know i don't deserve to be respected and heard, but i get scared easily 🥺

thank you so much for your time 💗💗💗

- 🌟

This is a great question. Helping girls recover from feminism is a complex and important job.

Your punishment/rehabilitation for hating men should be watching lots of disgusting porn that demeans women. Instead of touching your pussy, finger your asshole while you watch. Don't stop until your asshole is sore and you're absolutely disgusted with yourself.

When it comes to being raped, you're absolutely right. Any man has the right to use your body however he pleases. As punishment for questioning this natural order, you will send nudes to five random men on tumblr and tell them that your body belongs to them. If you're not ready to send nudes to strangers, just describe your body to them and ask them how they would use it to pleasure themselves. While you read their responses, hump your pillow or a similar object (something that will stimulate you, but not enough to make you cum) and repeat the mantra "I deserve to be raped, I was born to be raped, I love rape."

Finally, smacking your tits or pussy with a hairbrush is a great go-to punishment for when you act like a brat. For a more severe punishment, pluck one of your pussy hairs.

I hope this helps you on your journey to recover from feminism, and you can always send a DM or another ask if you need more help.

[factual-fantasy]

Man, these past few weeks have been veeeery hard on me.. I haven't posted a whole lot, haven't really drawn much, haven't really moved much.. I didn't expect much interaction or growth to come from my my blog for a while..

So Imagine my surprise when I woke up to 23k followers?? :000 Ya'll never fail to surprise me and make me smile!! :}}💖💖💖

Now unfortunately I have added a cold(??) to all my other ✨issues✨ that I'm currently battling. Sooo this celebration post isn't super polished <XD I mostly just wanted to draw it real quick and then go lay back down💀-- but I think its more than good enough!

So thank ya'll so much for 23,000 followers! :DD I hope to finally get though this trail and get back to posting regularly soon! :}} 💖💖

[ruporas]

ur most recent vw comic reduced me to goo im now sloshing around and making pained gargling sounds thank u

AMDNDMSMD THANK U SO MUCH🥺❤️ i’m glad it was well received!! here’s another little bonus of them

[kithtaehyung]

3tan coded

https://x.com/notursusa/status/1837128275602329919?s=46&t=l65JfGhpEqFtCy9vX3sqxw

oh fuck.. you’re gonna make me cry fr😭

[sainz100]

Fernando Alonso arriving on Media Day ahead of the 2024 Singapore GP | 📸 by Denzyl KY

[crystallizsch]

Hiya! I hope you don’t mind me dropping in! I was wondering what your Ramshackle duo would think of Ellis!

side note, Yuusha and Ellis both interacting at the glimmering soirée could be fun as well!

aaah hi hi!!! i don't mind at all!! sorry this took a bit, i wanted to finish my cards for your fan event before i drop their groovies afterward B]

ANYWAYS -

first of all actually i really love the princess-y vibes ellis has!! (which should be obvious bc she's based on aurora and belle) and reading about her she just sounds so really sweet and her design is pretty ����💖💕

also!! i love her eng va being cherami leigh bc i knew about her first through lucy fairy tail and i have a soft spot for that anime due to it being one of my first ones.

yuuna's thoughts ━━━━━━✦

besties! full stop. yuuna loves people who share their love for sweets.

and i believe they'd get along with her due to ellis' positive personality (and the fact that she's willing to drop that optimism to fight someone who deserves it).

also fave color being pink 🤝

yuusha's thoughts ━━━━━━✦

ellis being a romantic at heart??? probably a theater kid??? yuusha would get along with her so well. (ellis is just like me fr)

yuusha would also relate knowing about dancing/singing (although yuusha cant sing to save her life)

and i couldn't resist drawing them dancing in the glimmering soiree event i think they'd have fun :3

[nyoomerr]

Any advice for writing fic? I used to do it but it's been a few years so I feel so rusty

i drafted a response to this a few times and deleted it each time because i felt like it was really cheesy. i still want to say it, because i really believe it, but i'll start with a revelation from my dark past to contextualize why i believe it:

svsss isn't the first fandom i've written for - it's the second. the first fandom i wrote for was years ago now, and back then, my writing was drastically different. i'm talking way different; think writing everything in the first person and describing characters as "green-orbed brunettes."

those things aren't inherently bad, of course! at the time, i was really proud of my writing, and i still am to some degree - but my tastes have changed since then by quite a bit, mostly informed by stories (fic and original) that i've read since then.

and because of that natural change in my own preferences for what i liked to read, the way that i wrote naturally changed too.

it had been about... 6? years since i had stopped writing fic when i suddenly decided i wanted to write fic for svsss. and even though i hadn't been writing all that time, the first fic i wrote for svsss was - in my eyes - a dramatic personal improvement from the last fic i wrote for my old fandom.

basically, what i want to say is this: how can you be rusty, when you've been reading things this whole time? how can you be rusty, when you've been slowly absorbing things you both liked and disliked, subconsciously noting what you think makes for a good story?

i 100% understand that it can be a bit nerve-wracking to restart a hobby you've let gather dust, but it's a hobby for a reason - you do it because you enjoy it! and so long as you're focusing on making something that you personally like, i full-heartedly believe that the fic you make today will be better than the fic you made years ago, even though you haven't practiced writing fic in all this time.

...ah, it still turned out really cheesy 🙈 well, anyway, have confidence and have fun! and if you wanted Real™ advice instead of this wishy washy stuff, i have another post where i give some more actionable writing tips. good luck!!

[beevean]

2, hector/isaac i beg - innocent devil

…goodnight.

Another long, grueling day of work had come to an end. Dusting off the gem powder from their uniforms, Hector and Isaac returned to the safety of their bedrooms.

"Wait, it's too cold outside," piped Isaac with a smile. "How about we sleep together? Unless you're tired of me..."

Isaac's excuses were more and more thinly-veiled. It was all part of their little game they had going on: Hector pretended to think about it, only because he didn't want to spoil Isaac too much.

"I don't know, you are quite a handful..." Before Isaac's smile could vanish, he outstretched his hand, which was promptly grabbed. "But it is cold outside, so I'll have to make do."

Sometimes, Hector wondered why they couldn't be plain with each other, like the adults they'd soon become. The right words were stuck in his throat, ready to come out, but he had grown too used to speaking Isaac's warped language.

After many years, he could understand him, and everything he said without his forked tongue.

There was no better lullaby than the roaring of the wind rattling the glasses of the window, when Hector was protected under the covers of his bed and had Isaac lying close to him, warmer than a purring cat. The nights spent hiding in the forest, because the frigid cold and the damp soil were still better than his parents, were a distant memory that no longer touched him.

"Hectorrrrr," Isaac crooned, passing a finger up and down Hector's arm - despite the heat, his skin prickled into goosebumps at the touch. "Are you still thinking? Don't you ever get tired of working that smart brain of yours?"

Hector could have retorted with a joke. Asked him if he felt so lonely he had to beg for attention. Deny and simply say he was attempting to fall asleep. But something in Isaac's eyes, large and crystalline, that reflected his thoughts more than perhaps the other boy would have liked, made his stomach flip, and unledge his throat.

"I'm just happy to have found this place."

Isaac cocked his head in curiosity.

"It's... I never thought I'd be here. That I'd sleep peacefully in my own bed, with no one to wake me up. That I'd be doing something to be appreciated for. That I could be free to be myself without fear. That..." Hector smiled. "I'd have a real friend."

"Well," Isaac attempted to smirk, and he would almost look like his sky self, were it not for the blush creeping on his freckled cheeks, "aren't you in a swooning mood today."

"Yeah." And no longer caring about any silly game, Hector leaned closer, and kissed Isaac on his smart mouth, and he was so still that Hector nearly feared to have misjudged everything and maybe ruined what they had, but then Isaac cupped the back of his head and the world melted away.

When they separated, Isaac was all wide eyes and cheeks as red as his hair. For once, he was almost cute.

"Goodnight, Isaac. Thanks for... for... everything, I suppose."

"Uhm... yeah. Goodnight, Hector."

Isaac had no sarcastic answer, this time. He did, however, embrace Hector more tightly, as they drifted off to sleep.

[davecumstaine]

Hi! What are your Flake's top 5 hottest looks? ;)

Sorry it took forever to answer this, but picking only 5 was honestly so hard (and because I was also looking for very specific gifs) 😅 So many iconic looks to choose from! I finally settled on these 5 ✨

Silver Goblin & Leather Goblin

Gimp Goblin

Baby Goblin & Lederhosen Goblin

That's the end of the post I swear. Absolutely nothing else to see here. The post is over now. Source(s): dude trust me.

🛑 🚫Do NOT go beyond this point! You have been warned!🚫🛑

Super secret Ren Faire Goblin (shh don't tell nobody) 🤫🤫🤫

[hadesknockedupintheunderworld]

I just can't get over how Tails spied on Sonic in the bath via satellite in the movies (and enjoyed the view. He knew what he was doing). They (probably unintentionally) giving us shippers fuel ❤️👀

Listen listen, anon

Anon

I think about some of those tidbits from Sonic Movie 2 all the time

I mean it's not as if this is out of character for Tails (given that he more explicitly just kind of straight up stalked Sonic in the backstory in Japan's version of the Sonic 2 manual) but man

This really is not to mention the way Sonic feigns uncomfortability/disgust when he's like "You even watch me in the shower??", and then when Tails doesn't even skip a beat explaining that he knows Sonic takes bubble baths Sonic full 180s into "Wow!😊". Just full on impressed with how extensively Tails has been watching him

Like they just dropped on us "Tails watches Sonic constantly like it's the Sonic show, no matter how private or intimate the moment" and "by all rights Sonic is perfectly okay with the knowledge of this behavior" and expected us to be normal about it?😂

I could probably make an entire post logging Sonic movie 2's sontails shipping fuel honestly

Honarable mention of a scene is when Maddie starts looking through Tails' backpack of inventions and comments "This fox is into some freaky stuff!"

Interesting connotations there

Anyways😂

[plulp]

I NEED A DOCTOR!!!

[compacflt]

I wonder why Maverick never joined the astronaut program? Space Shuttle too boring? Not wanting to be called an ASCAN (astronaut candidate)?

I think Mav and Ice would be pro-SpaceX. possibly even pro Elon pre-twitter meltdown.

as someone who likes space as much as the next queer ND girl (love space sooo much)… planes are way cooler ngl. yes. space is a bit boring. slow & quiet. no one to hear you scream and no one watching you be cool. space suits are clunky and awkward. no fast piloting maneuvers (mav’s specialty). no room for horseplay. “someone’s already beat me to the moon what’s the point😞.” NASA gets mad at you if you say anything rude over their public radio waves. and, this is a headcanon that has no evidence in canon? But i feel like mav is one of those pilots who takes a LOT of his confidence from the assumption that, whenever he chooses, he CAN bring his plane back down to the surface and come home. And has never really considered space as Somewhere You Can Go, and once he’s presented with that opportunity it…kinda scares him a little. space is just so big. and empty. and far from home. i know the requirement for astronauts is 50km off the ground… whatever the darkstars max altitude is (110k ft AGL?) he’s probably like, yeah, that’s good . That’s as far from the earths surface i ever need to be. That’s good enough.

oh yea Ice and mav were DEFINITELY pro-elon pre Twitter meltdown. they live in a wealthy part of California. every other car on the street in Cali is a tesla i s2g. coming from someone who’s spent most of their life in the SF Bay Area—most Cali liberals were pro-elon until extremely recently. now every third tesla i see has a “i bought this before I knew elon was insane” bumper sticker

[xariarte]

second and final submission: shai + lu dort, 18 + 60!

I had a lot of fun with this one!! Hope you like the circus au + poorly timed confession with Shai + Lu!! 😎💕

Shai was so used to practicing alongside Lu that he was sure he could do it with his eyes closed. Lu was his magician, his perfect partner for their chosen circus act, and it was the truth that no other circus performer in the Thunder circus could ever replace him.

“Ready!” Lu said, once he’d finished putting up the safety net. “I’ll create the scene.”

Shai climbed up the ladder slowly, taking care lest Lu started fussing over him. Secretly, deep down, he was glad that Lu cared about him that much. He didn’t want to let him down. He worked so hard to make their act come alive. Shai sometimes joked that it was Lu who did all the hard work, while Shai looked good walking on the tightrope, but Lu always side eyed him for that.

When he got to the top, Lu motioned with his hands and spread his magic across the safety net, creating a projection of Oklahoma’s rooftops and skyline at night. It really was impressive, Shai thought, admiring Lu’s magical abilities all over again. He glanced at the magician, hard at work, and admired his stocky frame, his strong biceps, his wide eyes that were staring back—

He jolted, remembering that he had a job to do. A hot flush crept up his neck. He hurriedly put one foot on the rope, and before carefully placing another one, before walking it with confidence, sliding his eyes shut just for the heck of it.

“Don’t close your eyes!” Lu called from below. 

“The safety net will catch me if I fall. Or you would. I know you would.”

“I might not be able to. What if I can’t?”

He knew Lu didn’t mean to doubt him, but he usually did whenever Shai returned his affections. He’d caught wind from the other Thunder circus performers that what Lu felt for him might be more than friends, and Shai had been relieved to hear it…except everyone had warned him that getting Lu to confess might be like taking blood from a stone.

“I trust you. I’d always catch you, Lu, just like you’d always catch my fall.”

“Even if I fell in love with you?” Lu asked, his voice mostly monotone, a little hesitant.

Shai’s foot slipped. 

He was in the midst of taking a step when Lu had confessed. His body lurched to the side, and Lu gave a great shout, but Shai was already letting himself fall. He fell right through the magical projection, before hitting the safety net a moment later. His head was still turning at Lu’s sudden confession. He’d be damned. He hadn’t seen that coming. In fact, if he’d told the other performers…he didn’t think they’d believe him!

Lu grabbed the edge of the safety net.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know what I was saying!” Lu said, his French accent intertwining through his worried words. “Are you okay?”

“Don’t be stupid,” Shai huffed, trying to sit up. “You knucklehead, I’m in love with you too!”

“You’re in love with me?” he stammered out. “When? How?”

“Come on, Lu,” he said, rolling his eyes. “You were the only one who didn’t notice. The whole circus knows I’m in love with you. I’ve been trying to figure out how to get you to confess for weeks!”

“For weeks?” Lu said weakly, as Shai got down from the safety net.

“My magician,” Shai told him affectionately, lifting Lu’s chin up with his slender fingers. “I know you’re in love with me. So am I. You can relax. It was just a small tumble from the rope. No big deal.”

Lu stared at him with large brown eyes, worry still swimming in his gaze. He gently pulled on one of his locks, letting out a laugh when he silently blushed.

“Wanna try again?” Shai asked, pointing at the rope with a big grin. “We still gotta practice.”

Lu blinked, then looked panicked. “Jalen and Chet wanted to use this tent in half an hour, we don’t have much—”

“Quit worrying,” he said, then grinned at him. “My magician.”

“Shai,” Lu protested, a deep flush taking over his face. “We’ll talk about…that later. After we finish.”

“Alright,” Shai said, then winked at him. “But after that, you’re my magician for life.”

If he could have framed Lu’s blushing face right then and there, he would have. But first — they had practice, and then they were going practice being together, for real this time.