#thoughts 🧐

[sheepispink]

WIP simon riley why are you such a developed character why does making art about your lore make me want to cry

Also guys growing up as an artist is so fun bcus 10 year old me would’ve gone crazy if they saw me draw like that bcus back then i was so baffed on how people did their colouring and everything. Even like 14 yr old me was still drawing with super thick lineart (nothing wrong w it! It didnt suit my style lol) and like bland colouring anyway guys immso proud of my progress and u guys should be too love u all

[clfixationstation]

I am NEVER getting over the scene where hologram Catra gently cups Adora's face and pulls her into a tender forehead touch LIKE BRO IT'S SO. It's So Soft And Gay And Heartbreaking :')

AND THEN THEY GET TO DO IT FOR REAL

[stevebabey]

Eddie is beginning to wonder if he’ll ever reach a point where Steve couldn’t reduce him to this state.

This state being… transfixed. Eddie is sure he must look like a lovesick cartoon. In fact, if he could manage to drag his gaze away, he’d probably find red hearts circling around his head in a halo, popping like little bubbles.

But Eddie can’t move his eyes. Can’t even close his mouth either.

Steve’s talking to him too, which is most definitely worse — he’s totally missing every word. He can see Steve’s lips moving, pink plush lips wrapping around words but fuck, that was a total trap because now Eddie is just looking at his lips. He tries to refocus, to listen. His eyes just wander back to what he was staring back at the first place.

Was Steve like this all the time? Just a walking around looking so damn delectable?

Or is it Eddie, just a starved man who’s been living off stolen glances, for as long as he can remember? For once, he’s learning, he’s allowed to look.

And by God, is he looking.

Steve’s not even doing it on purpose either, which probably makes the whole thing funnier. Eddie knows what his boyfriend (boyfriend! he thinks giddily in his mind) looks like when he’s cleaned up to impress. He can spot the way Steve preens beneath Eddie’s lingering gaze.

This is not that. Today, Steve is just cleaning, a usual Sunday morning ritual.

He’s got some old sport shorts on and he’s clearly grown a bit since he first got them— unless Hawkins has always been giving out slutty little shorts to the basketball team (They haven’t. Eddie would know if they did.)

He’s wearing one of his wife-beater singlets too. It’s a little on the scrappy side though, considering it’s nearly see-through with how worn it is.

Honestly, in Eddie’s humble and gay opinion, it’s stupidly hot. The dark hair dusted across of Steve’s chest is visible beneath it, the shirt showing off the shape of his broad chest. Even better, his happy trail is visible and goddamn, if that doesn’t make Eddie happy, he doesn’t know what will.

But it’s not even that.

Quite frankly, Eddie’s rather embarrassed that he’s basically blue-screening because Steve is pulling out the cord out from the vacuum cleaner.

But… but he’s yanking it up towards his chest, slow and strong repetitive motions— that take enough effort to make his biceps bulge with every tug.

Eddie can’t stop watching. The cord must be several metres long and he’s not sure if he should be cursing it or thanking it for the view he gets; Steve’s tan arms flexing and rippling. Try as he might, Eddie can’t help imagining how they must look when Steve’s got his hand aroun—

“—hello? Are you even listening to me?”

Steve’s voice cuts into Eddie’s dangerously side-tracked thoughts and he pauses his tugging at the same time. It’s the thing that finally allows him to break his lustful stare at Steve’s arms. Oh God, he just got all hot and bothered over his boyfriend doing the vacuuming.

“Hello.” Eddie says back, because that was the first word to register in his brain. “I mean- yes. I’m—”

Eddie decides mid-sentence that he’s not getting away with the lie. He pivots. “Okay, no, I didn’t hear that. Would you please tell me what you just said, oh lovely sweet man of mine?”

Ever the butterer-upper, he was. Thank God it works on Steve. He rolls his eyes a little but there’s an adoring grin on his lips.

“Man of mine,” Steve mutters amusedly under his breath. He drops the vacuum cord on the carpeted floor and leans down the grab the handle of the vacuum. “You just kinda froze when you came in. I was asking if everything was okay? I’m just doing this room then I’ll be done, if you don’t like the noise.”

Eddie adores that Steve’s taken his silence as though he might be afraid of the vacuum cleaner or something. He nearly snorts aloud at how far from the truth it is.

“Uh huh.” Eddie nods, not bothering to correct him. He jerks a thumb behind him, pointing at nothing. “I’m just gonna…”

He spins on his heel and exits left stage, fast as he can while still looking normal (he’s unsuccessful, as he leaves a baffled Steve behind him.) As he enters into the kitchen and decides to fix them both a pot of coffee, Eddie lets himself giggle over the pure absurdity of what just happens.

It’s mortifying. It’s hilarious. He can never tell Steve.

Except, when Steve comes to find him in the kitchen and trades a kiss for some coffee, Eddie can’t help it. All he ever wants to do is make Steve laugh.

He decides it’s worth the embarrassment when Steve laughs so hard coffee comes out his nose.

Steve teasingly promises that he’ll to try be less distracting, then rescinds his words at Eddie’s abject reaction (“Don’t you dare.”) looking far too smug— in a delighted sort of way. Preening, in that way Eddie loves.

Their first kiss, as Eddie slides onto Steve’s lap and loops his arms over his shoulders, fingers dancing on those tasty arms, tastes a little bit like coffee. Their mugs grow cold, untouched.

Eddie doesn’t mind — he’s too busy finding out that the rest of their kisses taste like something between sunlight and Steve.

[cookiesonfire]

tumblr is dangerous bc it makes me think it’s completely okay and normal to want to keep a guy chained up in my (hypothetical) basement and hide him away in there forever to ensure that he’s for my eyes only

[duusheen]

"I'm done waiting"

[azuree1733]

Zag😛

[existingingrey]

Noh Sangcheol, seeing Go Jung-woo injured was reminded of his dead wife…

The trauma was so vivid he even had nightmares.

백설공주에게 죽음을 expanded version

[hananoami]

Thinking about these Misty Invasion teasers got me wondering which one belongs to each love interest. So hear me out before the official trailer gets released tomorrow!

The couch and frost on the panel is definitely for Zayne. There were several instances where he’s been over MC’s apartment, on the couch, and leaving articles of clothing behind, hehe… 🤭

Tell me how this wash basin looks like something straight out of Sylus’s bathroom at onychinus’ headquarters. It just screams his aesthetic fr fr.

I want to guess this might be Xavier’s? The soft lights illuminating on one side… I hope that this is at his apartment bc we love having MC sleep over.

All that remains is this one for Rafayel’s? Is it safe to assume that we will be traveling somewhere with him? It wouldn’t be the first time we’ve traveled and stayed in the same hotel room together either.

[whimlost]

Breaking into Ruby's lorry.

[mint-ty]

he's trying to see Jere ⬆️

[qsmp-yaoi-island]

Not to over analyze qFoolish because it will never be THAT serious, but it was interesting earlier when Bagi asked him to tell him about himself so she could trust him more, and he just... vaguely answers. He gives a few jokes like oh bananas and capybaras, but then says 'There's a lot of things I like, and very few things I don't like'. Any other egg parent would probably list their egg immediately but I feel like it's 100% deliberate he didn't mention Leo, or even Vegetta for that matter

I don't know. I think it's just one of the small ways he tries to protect either himself or what he cares about by not letting others know what's close to him. And man when I think back to when Mouse said he didn't care about Leo, he just strained a laugh and didn't answer. Sometimes I wonder if the way Forever and Mike treated Leo in the past made him all the more afraid of showing his affection so she wouldn't be a target to get back at him

[sheepispink]

MASTERLIST

about me, socials

all fics + this account is sfw

requests MUST be SFW— no sex. kissing is alright but keep in mind i cant really write that because newsflash i pull no one

FULL FICS:

— A LIGHT THAT NEVER GOES OUT (Simon Riley x reader)

—The Escort Protocol (series, leon kennedy x reader)

— Let me be everything you’ve wanted (Alhaitham/reader)

— A Pearl (Leon Kennedy/ Reader)

1 2 3(bonus)

— Crushed Expectations are far better with you (Leon Kennedy/Reader)

— Wasps, Hornets and cuddling— wait what? (Simon Riley/ Reader)

—The Perfect Pair (Leon Kennedy/Reader)

DRABBLES

—Sparring with Wanderer in the House of Surasthana

Headcanons/ Story ideas

SAGAU/ISEKAI (self aware genshin au)

— grand sage reader fic someone made!

—teasing diluc

— meeting crepus

— just dance (reverse isekai)

—xiao falling into the chasm

—reader being a menace

—reader being a menace ft fireworks

— (reverse) tighnari getting high

—cult au reader goes insane

—imposter au, after reader dies

OTHER:

—childe + teucer headcanons

— childe being a fireman

—domestic/househusband alhaitham

—night light diluc

—silly xiao headcanons

[thepinkpestilence]

Fire & Blood By George R R Martin “Whatever her (Alys Rivers) powers, it would seem Daemon Targaryen was immune to them, for little is heard of this supposed sorceress whilst the prince held Harrenhal.”

[graha-stan-account]

I am of the mind one's perception of Amaurotine society's perfection and equality was directly related to how much status one had. Which in most cases was probably also related to how much talent, power and skill one possessed. The talented and powerful generally coalesced in the capital or its Elpises and the like, I imagine.

Outside the city proper, and this is just my hc loosely based on Utopia, it was a free-for-all of quasi-states who were overall less proficient in creation magic, less safe and frequently on the shit end of all the tinkering those city folk did.

Their interactions with their government came down to Amaurotine Eminent Domain initiatives (lol Elpis), their ecosystem/folkways being disturbed by newly-released creations, and - of course - Azem.

Oh and fwiw I think officially it was mentioned that Amaurot/Convocation had dominion over the entirety of the star. Some FanFest panel I think.

Once again being haunted and vexed by the concept of the amaurotine economy. What does that look like. Why do they have minted currency. What.

[curlstar]

still not gonna read it but i like her. shes serving jean grey but the like bad movie version

[meyerlansky]

hmmm. whumptober day 1 is panic attack but kinktober day 1 is leather.