#thanks for the ask!!💜

[applesandbannas747]

Wellllll, I'm looking for some Fence fics, because I'm tired of waiting for canon and don't wanna read those 'canon' (Are they really canon??) novels. Could you help me? Pleaseeee, I'm a desperate starving Fence girlie. Thank you :)

ha! welcome to life in the Fence fandom XD waiting is torturous and you are so much better off not reading the Pacat-endorsed fanfic that is the novels TT.TT

I'll admit that I'm not well-read in Fence fic, only well-written lmfao so I can mostly just point you toward my own fic... in an effort to be more helpful, I've thrown a lot of them into some general categories to help you find something at a glance that might be to your liking!

Getting together nichoji oneshots

The Improper Way to Declare a Race (1.5k)

Roots (3.5k)

Boundaries (4k)

Couldn't Do Better (5k)

Gorgeous (5k)

Out of Style (4k)

(Un)Resolved (3k, set after KR)

Distant (11k, deals with Seiji’s parental relationships)

Bear Hunt (3k)

Only Fools Rush In (2k)

Apology Gifts (12k)

7 Minutes (9k)

Under the Impression (7k)

(April) Fools (9.5k)

Connections (7k)

Sweet Tooth (3.5k)

Rude (7.5k)

Impulse and Consequence (4k)

Domestic fluff nichoji oneshots

Blanket Thief (<1k)

Special Enough (1.5k)

Request or Demand (1.5k)

Nichoji slow burns (50k+)

Dead Hearts (60k, zombie/witch au)

Heartstrings (69k, werewolf/vampire au)

Promised Things (113k, businessman/arranged marriage au)

Are You Sure? (54k, canon setting)

Truths (118k, canon setting)

I want something with build-up but not super long

Of Breaking and Building (14k)

All is Fair in Love and Lies (37k)

Losing (26k)

Can't Get Over You (31k)

In The Bed of The Enemy (18k)

In Reality (38k)

If At First You Don't Succeed (16k)

More (24k)

Teach Me (11k)

I just want them to kiss right tf now

Momentum (2k oneshot, unresolved romance, nick grew up with the costes au)

Fire and Doll (2k oneshot, romance is resolved in part 2, ballet au)

Afraid (5.5k oneshot, technically part 2 in a duology but can stand alone, fae creature/monster hunter au)

Teach Me (11k multi chap)

Are You Sure? (54k multi chap)

Not Quite Right (1k oneshot, unresolved romance)

More (24k multi chap)

Split Lips and Isolated Incidents (7k)

I want some team shenanigans to go with my romance

November (oneshot, established nichoji)

Gorgeous (oneshot, Nichoji romance)

Don’t Tell Coach The Substitute's Dead (oneshot, basically crack, Nichoji preslash)

Bear Hunt (oneshot, nichoji romance)

What Rolls off the Tongue (oneshot, established nichoji)

Sweet Tooth (oneshot, nichoji romance)

TYPO IN THE GROUP CHAT (two-shot, multi-media/text fic, nichoji romance, established Eugesse)

In The Dark (short multi-chap, nichoji romance)

Baby (multi-chap, nichoji romance)

Fantasy/Magic

Kitten (multi chap, animal transformation au, nichoji romance, illustrated by @thestarminstrel)

Dead Hearts (60k multi chap slow burn, zombie/witch au, nichoji romance)

Heartstrings (69k multi chap slowburn, werewolf/vampire au, nichoji au)

Grace (multi chap, my hero academia au, nichoji romance, illustrated by @thestarminstrel)

Counterpart (pair of oneshots, universe swap au, nichoji romance)

Hunter and Beast (pair of oneshots, fae creature/monster hunter au, nichoji romance)

Petals and Blood (oneshot, hanahaki disease au, nichoji romance)

The Secret Fated (20k multi chap, soulmate au, nichoji romance)

Happy reading! I hope you find something you like in there 💜

And consider this an invite for others in the fandom to self-promo or rec fics you love!

[chloesimaginationthings]

might I interest you in a Michael doodle today?

I’ll finish this soon, trust 🙏

IM ALWAYS INTERESTED IN A MICHAEL DOODLE…

[jagalart]

Hue 16

[kandismon]

totally lore-accurate swanqueen screencap redraws 4/∞

they're on their first date :3c

[ao3-shenanigans]

Just wanted to share: I've recently commented on a fic from 2016, an AU that the author has not touched in years. It was the only comment on that fic at all. And I got a very sweet reply from the author and ngl, this made my day. 💜 Moral? Everyone should comment on fics, no matter, how old they are. 💜

Aw heck yeah!!!

Comments and replies are the best!!!

[reinbouxsworld]

On the contrary, consider this: Leona would also make for a really cool Demon Moon.

WAIT WAIT WAIT I SWEAR THIS CAME LIKE IF GOD WHISPERED TO ME THEMSELVES-

Not only a demon moon but upper moon 2.

Here the list of my headcanons that you didn't necessarily ask but I'm giving anyway:

Gives me the vibes of douma storyline (rlly pretty man that humans saw, decided to form a cult and follow);

Prob a feudal lord or a son of one in his human lifetime

Only prey man cause he STILL is Leona and cannot bring himself to disrespect woman.

Gets more annoyed during the day and pretends to be asleep for the sake of his sanity.

Misses the sunlight

Killed tons of hashira and is hard to kill but not necessarily THAT evil (makes a rlly good monologue before it tho)

ANYWAY....

[dekariosclan]

I was watching the characters' kiss animations the other day and i saw that every other character has their dialogue prompt to kiss be like "i want to kiss you, can i kiss you" etc. but i noticed gale is the only one that has "i want you to kiss me." it could be nothing but i found it interesting 🥺

on another note gale is also the only one who doesnt have voice lines with his kisses and it makes me so sad😭! of all people i would think he'd be the one with things to say lol

🥰 let’s talk about Gale kissessssss!!

Anon, how did you know that’s my favorite topic?? 😘

Your first point regarding the other companions’ kiss animations is a very interesting one, and one that I was not even, um, aware of, actually, uh, because… I have only ever romanced Gale in my multiple playthroughs lol

So I sat, pondered, ignored several important work emails, and thought about why the exchanges are all so different, and you know what? I think the “I want you to kiss me” line pairs with Gale perfectly.

Because of all the companions, Gale is the one that consistently needs gentle reminders and reassurances that yes, Tav wants his kisses. Yes, Tav wants him. Yes, he is enough.

And best of all, in the epilogue, after Gale and Tav are together and Gale has finally realized his worth, Tav doesn’t have to say it anymore—the prompt for the kiss is just ‘Kiss him.’ 🥰

Now, to your second point: You’ve got perfect timing, anon. Because it goes perfectly with the ask I just answered regarding Gale’s short response to Tav revealing they’re a Bhaalspawn.

To summarize: Gale gets quiet/less talkative when he’s emotionally invested and the situation is a serious one. But he gets especially quiet when he’s sharing physical affection with Tav. The instant things get physical in the Astral or ‘old ways’/bed love scene, Gale is no longer talking, and the same goes for his kisses. It’s the one time he’ll let physical communication and expression take over for him. He even tells Tav directly: “A bond like ours hardly needs words to express it.”

Now, I totally get being disappointed that he doesn’t have voice lines with his kisses. We Galemancers stan our yappy wizard. But at the same time, what better way to show how completely, utterly and totally in love Gale is than for that feeling to be powerful enough to silence him completely? For him to actually shut down his non-stop intellectual mind, and just immerse himself fully in this other person?

Who needs words when this says it all:

[zorrasucia]

❛ i’m not wearing any underwear. thought you’d like to know. ❜ carmy berzatto pls

Hi Anon! ✨

Of course! This is some established relationship naughtiness at The Bear. I hope you enjoy it! 💜

It was one of the first days of fall, and probably one of the last warm days of the year. And so, you were enjoying the weather: wearing your favorite dress and cleaning your apartment with the window open to let the soft breeze in. Your phone rang, the name on the screen read Sydney 🐻.

"Hi, Syd," you greeted her with a smile.

"Hey, uh," she hesitated, the sound of a hectic kitchen in the background. "Remember you told me I could call you when Carmy was being a pain in the ass? I know it was a joke and, you know, I'm not his babysitter and you're not either. Like, I know that. But, uh-" she had a nervous tone in her voice.

"Syd, it's okay," you reassured her. "It's Saturday, I bet things are insane in the kitchen."

"You have no idea," she let out a nervous chuckle. "I seriously wouldn't even be calling if I-"

Syd was right, that you weren't Carmy's babysitter but you could probably talk some sense into him. Besides, you didn't have work today - and they'd probably give you leftovers for your troubles.

"Hey. I'm on my way," you said. "Don't worry."

"Okay, okay," Syd sighed. "I'll, uh, I'll try to chill in the meantime."

You grabbed your keys and bag... You suddenly had a sinful idea and grinned.

~

You walked through the back door, avoiding servers and chefs, mumbling 'behind' every so often like you'd seen the rest of them do. You could make out Carmy's hoarse voice between all the noise.

"This steak is fucking dead! Refire. Chefs, wake the fuck up!"

"Hey, Carm," you called him.

He turned to look at you, eyes wide and fiery. "What are you doing here?" he rasped.

"Do you have a sec?" you said with a polite smile.

"Not really. I-" he looked disoriented and frantic.

Syd stepped in, looking determined. "I'll handle it. Go."

Carmy led you inside his office, exasperation radiating from him.

"Why are you-?" he started.

"Uh, Syd called," you replied, giving him a knowing look as he closed the door behind you.

"Fuck."

"Yeah. She said you were being a pain in the ass," you leaned on his desk.

"I- uh-" he hesitated, then covered his face, red from the heat of the kitchen but also from anger and shame. "She- she was being nice. I'm being an asshole."

You sat on his desk and sighed. "Thought so."

"Huh?" he tilted his head. You had caught him by surprise.

You gestured for him to come closer, so you could talk softer and look him in the eye.

"Listen, I know it gets super loud in your head, and you get overwhelmed and you lash out," you had seen it happen once or twice. "You need to step down when that happens."

"Syd-" he avoided your gaze. "Yeah, Syd has suggested it."

"So?" you cupped his face and tilted it towards you. "Can you do that? Can you let go for ten minutes and calm the fuck down?"

He blinked hard, stressed.

"I don't know," he confessed after a moment of consideration.

"I think you can, Carm," you encouraged him. Then, you put the second, more inappropriate part of your plan in motion. You grabbed his chef whites, and brought him closer, opening your legs to accommodate him. Then you whispered: "I'm not wearing any underwear. Thought you'd like to know."

Carmy stared at you, mouth agape.

"We're in the middle of service-"

"Listen," you gestured at the door. There were no loud bangs or screams, just the normal bustle of a kitchen; if anything it was quieter than when you first entered. "Syd is handling it. The rest of the kitchen is functioning. The sky isn't falling," you grabbed his face with both hands. "Now, will you just fuck me?"

"Shit."

He leaned down to kiss you hard, all tongue and teeth, biting a little. You ran your fingers through his hair, bringing him closer, crossing your ankles behind his waist.

"I need this to be fucking fast," he rasped against your lips.

"I know," you smiled while untying his apron and unbuckling his belt.

The mere indecency of showing up to Carmy's place of work planning to fuck him had made you wet enough to take him that very moment.

"Condoms?" he asked.

You took one out of your bag and handed it to him, palming his cock impatiently through his trousers.

"Fuck, baby," he groaned, eyes rolling to the back of his head.

He lowered his trousers and boxers just enough to pull out his cock. He grabbed the back of your knees to pull you closer to the edge of his desk, something feral about him. You bunched up your dress all the way up to your hips, confirming that you were indeed bare under it. Carmy's eyes widened.

"Shit..." his fingers touched your drenched pussy. "You planned this, the whole thing."

You nodded proudly, biting on your lip when he entered you.

"Can't believe you showed up, in the middle of service-" he murmured. "Jesus... To fuck me."

"Desperate times," you touched your forehead to his, his gaze intense. He bottomed out and you covered his mouth to muffle a whine. "See? I think you need it."

That was the tiny push he craved.

He fucked you mercilessly, forceful thrusts while he grabbed your thighs hard, keeping you on the edge of the desk, right where he wanted you. His rhythm was frantic, half out of urgency and half out of anger. You kept your hand on his mouth, silencing the tirade of curses and primal groans he was blurting. Your eyes were on him, breathy pleas leaving your lips.

"Give it to me. It's okay. Please. I need you. Please," you weren't sure if he could actually hear it all but you couldn't stop, not when you were so close to your release. Your pussy tightened around his cock, pulsing.

His grip on you faltered, eyebrows raising as he looked at you for confirmation.

You nodded, eyes half lidded in ecstasy. "Let go, baby. Let go."

He gave you a few desperate thrusts, your palm vibrating with the sound of his moans as he came.

Suddenly, the room felt eerily quiet, the only sounds that mattered were Carmy's panting and your heart's beating. You lowered your hand from his mouth to his chest.

"Shit," he closed his eyes, collecting himself.

"Mhmm," you swayed in your seat, moving his softening cock as you did so. "Better?"

He nodded, a little sheepish. "Thank you."

"Hey. Can't do this every time," you said honestly. The likelihood of you coming to fuck some sense into him on weekdays was low to none. "But why don't you think about this next time you're about to lose it?" you suggested.

"You want me to get hard while running the expo?" he chuckled. His heartbeat was slowing down.

"I mean, if that's what it takes to get you to step down and chill, sure," you teased.

While the idea of Carmy fucking his hand while thinking of you was appealing, it seemed a little impractical to do at the restaurant.

"Might just take a smoke break," he offered. "Save the fucking for when I get home."

"Deal," you kissed him and tapped his cheek gently. "Now, come on, get out there."

He got dressed and ready at a dizzying speed, taking time to rearrange your dress and kiss you one last time before returning to the kitchen. He left the door ajar, and you peeked just in time to see him give an apologetic nod to Syd and ask her to continue running the expo. It was a start. You were satisfied.

[an-albino-pinetree]

CarnivalFreakshow Jax putting on clown makeup and doing this thing:

"Actually, Cassidy, I am busy" vine

I had a plan for this as soon as I saw it-

I did just freakshow, instead of FC!

🤲🏻 Diva clown,

and a splash of ragaribbons for @hootbon -v- 💜

[avianoutcast]

OH MY GOD! I love this Dreamless au you're making, I the way you made the two brothers and how I've never heard of this kind of idea!! Hope it turns out well with more content hopefully??? :D

AWW THANKS SO MUCH!💜✨ Glad to hear you're enjoying it so far! shshdvsh still trying to balance it out with my PromisedTale comic but don't worry there will be more contents soon X33

(and since I'm feeling quite inspired today X3, here's Dreamless in color X33🧡✨)

[littlemissclandestine]

ASK: ahhh i’m obsessed w ur adler headcanons!! pretty pretty plsss could we have more soft!adler headcanons? or maybe a few headcanons for how adler might react to realising he’s slowly falling for bell!reader before they discover the brainwash twist?? 🥺👉👈 either way just wanna express my appreciation for how you characterise him!! <3

Author's Note: Tehe back at it idk. This was an ask I got months ago but just had incredibly bad writer's and art block. Trying to get those creative juices flowing again! Thank you so much for the ask and the kind comments anon. I really really appreciate it. Hope you enjoy! <3 (your ask disappeared after i put it into Tumblr drafts??)

More Soft!Adler Headcanons:

In the morning before work, Russell wakes up a little earlier than you to spend some more time on his appearance. You see him shaving his few day old stubble and decide to help him out, taking the razor. He’d study your facial expression as you concentrate on going round each jagged edge of his scar, making sure to not cut him. His blue eyes tracing every little mark on your face, absolutely in awe of how beautiful you are even when you furrow your brows and he’d gently push a strand or two of hair out the way that had fallen over your eye. As you rinse the blade under the tap, he’d grab your chin and peck your lips, getting the taste of shaving foam in your mouth and you two would laugh about it.

I can imagine in Winter, Russell and his s/o ordering hot chocolate with some cream on top/coffee, walking and talking. When he notices your cream/foam moustache, he chuckles to himself but you pay it no mind, thinking it was his response to something you said. But he chuckles again and you question him. -> “Oh uh nothing. You just uh…got a little um...hold on.” He’d lean in and lick your lips before planting a kiss on them and leaning back to look at you with a smile, leaving you dumbfounded.

Witty jokes and comments that make you think how the hell did he come up with that one are definitely on the menu. Russell will sometimes randomly just burst into Russian or German mode and will try and teach you some words and jokes too. Mostly the swear words because everybody wants to know the swear words 

Adler and his fellow operatives were chatting one day in public with their gear on as they were on their way back to a hotel for the night before their early morning flight but the sight of kids running up to him caught his eye. They asked him questions, the usual ones, the story behind the scar and what he does for a living. At first, he wasn’t exactly the warmest towards them but when one of the kids begged him to pick them up, he grumbled and gave in, watching them just take his sunglasses and the other asking if they could touch the scar, earning a smile from him. Him an his group sat down and spent some time kicking a ball around and taking the time out for the children before they had to head back. Adler gave them all fistbumps and bent down to plant a cap on one of their heads with a wink and a side smile -> “Keep it. I don’t need it, kid.”

Slowly falling for Bell!Reader Headcanons: Part 1

Russell Adler didn’t think it was possible to be honest. Him falling for another person. Always thought of himself as a lone wolf after his divorce. Never took any interest in dates or anything because he simply didn’t have the time and partly due to a fear of being hurt again that he refused to acknowledge

Yet he found himself weirdly drawn to you. Maybe it was a sick and twisted fantasy of his, the visage of him being a human, cracking with every fleeting touch. The true monster in him seeping out, revealing his true colours

When he picked you up and out of the SUV in Trabzon, he felt nothing. Perhaps some sense of accomplishment as he was one step closer to locating the man he’d been chasing for 13 years but nothing more. As the initial interrogations continued in a secure location and your balaclava was yanked off by his own hands, a part of him knew he’d get attached when he saw you, in your rawest form  but he quickly pushed that thought away as fast as it appeared in his mind. But it’d creep up every now and then during the experimentation as he’d speak into the microphone and exhale the smoke through his nose as he stared at you through the glass, watching you carefully before dipping his head as he hears you let out a gut-wrenching scream and struggle in the chair, putting out his cigarette and calling it a day.

He’d catch a whiff of your perfume nearby to where he was working in the safehouse. The perfume on your wrists stayed behind on the desk after your leaned over to pass him something or rested your forearms on the desk. The subtle scent of your shampoo and body wash in the bathroom, lingering in the air. He’d inhale deeply and close his eyes, imagining you as his head resting on the back of his chair for a few moments before he stopped himself and his eyes snapped open, making sure nobody was nearby as if he was scared someone could read his thoughts.

A candle you’d left on for him as he worked late into the night once was never forgotten. Adler would relight it to remind himself of you when you were gone on a mission with the others, telling himself it’s just because it smells nice.

A Brick in the Wall: As Bell took photos of Kraus, Russell would glance over at her, watch you paying attention, adjusting the camera lens, sticking your tongue out as the camera shutter clicked and a small smile would creep onto his lips before he looked away and cleared his throat, giving you your next order. God, what was he thinking?

Some things however were just pure protective instinct. Like grabbing your forearm to pull you away from the railing as you stepped up onto to look over the edge of a balcony at night. He needed you alive for the mission of course, no other reason

 Or when he’d tuck his extra magazines into your ammo packs and make sure all your straps and harness were tight enough. Or even holding his arm out and across your chest when he had to hit the brakes hard while driving with a gentle you okay? after a few beats of silence

Or when he’d bought some food and you were out of it after an MK-Ultra session during the early days and he’d give you a little extra without a word to keep your strength up, looking into your eyes briefly as you cried but the guilt was creeping up on him and he’d leave before you sobbed. He’d close the door just as you burst into tears, his hand on the doorknob behind him and he’d sigh deeply, his eyes shut, trying to compose himself before walking off to find Park. They’re just a red. He’d remind himself constantly. But just a kid too…

Desperate Measures: As Belikov let the two of you in and you took out the guards and changed into their uniforms, he couldn’t help but sneak a few glances. Before you walked up the stairs, he stopped you and checked you over, head to toe, the expression on his face neutral but his mind was in overdrive. Russell took a step closer and his hands found the bottom of your skirt and tugged on it, pulling it down so it revealed less. A single nod and his lips a thin line before he turned and walked off. He refused to admit he didn’t want anyone looking at you the way he did.

He finds himself a little self conscious. This isn’t like him..since when was Russell motherfuckin’ Adler worried about the way he was perceived by a red of all people? Putting more aftershave on himself, a spray of cologne to mask the smell of cigarettes that had found its way into his clothing after years of the bad habit. A quick check in the mirror to adjust his outfit and hair before pushing the bridge of his sunglasses up and into place

Safe to say, you took him by surprise. He was of course impressed by your combat and cryptography skills as well as endurance during MK-Ultra, thinking it was such a shame you were on the wrong side. Began thinking of what-ifs…

After one particularly gruelling session, you were screaming and refusing to take the pills that Park was giving you to help you sleep, saying they made you want to vomit and the anti-sickness was not doing anything but Park explained that she couldn’t do much about it. Russell heard this from the other side of the door as he walked past your room late at night, telling Sims to source a different medicine he knew of. The next day, he entered your room as you wailed again, thrashing against your cot and he adminstered a dose, barely speaking to you before leaving again but as you clutched his hand, he rubbed his thumb across the back of your hand before letting go. Your touch overwhelmed him.

When he’d see you hang out and play poker or some board games with the others as he was filing reports and chasing up contacts, a tiny frown would form on his face, he’d start picking at the skin on his lips as he watched them or he’d look down and dust his pants off or fiddle with a pen, anything to distract himself from the green-eyed monster

If he heard you singing a song in the other room, he’d put it on for you in the car without a word spoken, you just staring at Adler as if to say how did you know that?

On one chilly night, you fell asleep in the dark room and Adler stood there in the doorway, looking at you, your breathing steady, face rid of anguish and you looked at peace in the red light. Slowly, he made his way over and draped his jacket round your shoulders, thinking to himself it’s just what any decent person would do. Can’t have his tool catching a cold now…

During stakeouts, Russell would start telling you random facts about himself he’s never told another person, saying to himself you’ll be gone soon anyways, that you were an outsider so that’s why it was easier to talk to you.

This feeling he had only seemed to grow with each mission. Instead of letting the others help you out when injured, he’d grip your shoulder as soon as they got in, steering you towards the nearest stool before anyone had a chance to say anything and command you to sit, treating you like the dog you are while he fetched the supplies.

As the weeks passed, he’d take you to your room and patch you up there, wanting some one-on-one time with you, making casual conversation, half to distract you from the pain and half to suppress the thoughts going round in his mind about being so close to losing you

He made you laugh once or twice and couldn’t stop thinking about it. It sounded even better than when Woods or the other crew members made you laugh and it made him smile to which you pointed out but he stood up and left shortly after, his standard, stoic expression returning to his face

Adler would stay up on a few occasions to make sure you slept, scanning your face as the pills began to take effect, his arms folded as he stood, looming over you, his finger scratching at his arm even though it wasn’t itchy. It was just unease which he consistently pushed down but he noticed he was getting more fidgety when it came to you. Almost like the guilt was eating him from the inside out. He’d take off his watch, place his cigs on the side and settle into a chair, telling himself it’s just for a few minutes but once he did stay the whole night, leaving before the others woke up. Nobody ever knew

If you ever asked about your time together as friends and during Vietnam when you’d having trouble remembering, he’d keep it short and sweet, but every now and then he’d make up something that was what he wished it would have been like. Nothing too out there.

During mission briefings, he’d find himself laying his attention on you the most as he talked, wanting to know you were really listening to him and secretly asking for your input too and once the others had returned to what they were doing before, he’d pull you to the side, asking you if you were okay with the plan and if there’s anything you need to go over. I mean, you were the main star of course so it makes sense but his hand would reach for your upper arm and then retract. Boundaries, Adler…

One thing that killed him though was the fact that you only ever grabbed him out of fear, during MK-Ultra when you didn’t want him to leave, when in agony from a gunshot wound, or just as you dropped off to sleep after he injected your when you were being disobedient. Couldn’t admit he wanted you to grab onto him in desperation as he- Get a grip, Adler! When did he start thinking of you like that?

After Cuba, he felt nothing. No sense of accomplishment yet as he was one step further away from locating the man he’d been chasing for 13 years but now he was two steps closer to saying goodbye to you for good…

[applesandbannas747]

Hi Jack,

Do you have any headcannons for Fence?

Have a good day. 😊😊😊

i am full of headcanons for Fence alwayss

I'll share two stupidly specific ones that I've been thinking of lately

although Eugene and his mom are rulers of the kitchen at home, Eugene's dad is a professional chef

Seiji has an unreasonably large collection of shirts with dumb sayings on them which range in levels of appropriateness lmfao some clean examples include: 'I'd challenge you to a battle of the wits but I see you've come unarmed', 'I don't have the crayons to explain this to you', and 'A penny for your thoughts is a little pricey'. He probably gets them as gifts and wears them as sleepshirts lmfao

[chloesimaginationthings]

HELLO i love these two so much, i couldn't not draw them

ALSO my friends and i love your art okay bye

THIS IS SO PEAK WHATTTT

[mblue-art]

Blue art best art! Honestly, I love coming back to your blog specifically when I need a soft huggable sans. They're the best and also your artstyle is a balm on a bad day. Have a flower, fren 💐💜

🥺 awe,, thank youuu <(⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠´⁠꒳⁠`⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠)ﾉ⁠♡

doodles u ccino (specifically @monster-kind's latte !)

[gravedangerahead]

What is this show/movie with the gorgeous woman and the sad faces handsome priest and can I watch it anywhere with English subtitles

It's Hilda Hurricane/Hilda Furacão!

I just finished it, it's amazing, I highly recommend it! 🥰

You can watch all 32 episodes of the mini series subtitled here:

I hope you enjoy it!

Let me know if you watch it!!!

[kamuch-kommando]

You know, I just realized that your Poseidon sometimes has yellow eyes and sometimes has blue eyes. Is there a reason for that? I think you mentioned it before, but I can't remember T T

Anyways, I love your nice(?) Poseidon, and like I said in that one comment you replied to, I can't take him, but I sure will try :D

Poseidon's natural eye color is gold. They're interited from his father, with who, in my version, Poseidon is most alike with in looks and behavior.

While most of his appearance doesn't bother him as much, his eye color does. He changed it to blue, which is directly negative on the color wheel from yellow. It still shines through sometimes though.

Due to my own headcanons, he has quite a reason for it-

That's similar to Poseidon's overall color being deep blue/indigo instead of teal. Its not only because of the deep sea. It also reminds me of the old pictures of planet Neptune - which was altered and it's true color is actually different.