#weh weh weh

[lambouillet]

a ruri from the comic that im slacking on 😔

[k0uk0]

We all talk A LOT about how qCellbit is sooo smitten for qRo and how he's so in love and how qRo seems detached.

Yeah sure, go watch the last streams.

QROIER ASKS FOR ATTENTION FROM HIS HUSBAND and I mean A LOT, not constantly, but when Cellbit is around Roier follows him everywhere, flirts with him, jokes a lot.

Christ, the dude put on his husband's clothes.

You mean to tell me Roier isn't as in love as Cellbit? They have different ways of expressing it. Roier demands ATTENTION.

And if you are still not convinced, in the Nether stream you could clearly see how when Pierre tried to flirt with him, Roier immediately looked towards Cellbit for help.

When the elections were over and they went to see the fireworks, Roier was looking at Cellbit.

During the debates, he was always by his husband's side and AGAIN when Pierre flirted with him he CLEARLY replied with "thank you but I'm married".

These things get so overlooked because Roier tends to be more of the funny type of guy and not the romantic one as Cellbit is, but I can assure you this man is down bad as much as his husband is, they just have a different way of expressing it.

[spinetacks]

art summary for the year! and some rambly personal thoughts about it 🙇

soo for various reasons this has been my first full year with wrestling as my main fandom rather than a side interest. previously I followed a k-pop group (well I still do technically but it’s complicated), I’ve followed them since 2012. over that time I posted over 70 fics and made A Lot of art. I’ve done a bit of everything — I ran a charm & sticker store for several years, made my own prints, did a few mini comics, designed tattoos for people, made freebies for concerts, a few videos, a horrendous project where I drew every day for over 600 days. I was kind of known for being the rare pair guy for a ship for like 7 years. it’s been horrible seeing the way social media has gone from being a useful tool for artists to what it is now, but also watching this fandom change and gradually dry up over years and years. I have the extreme loyalty to interest autism and it’s been really, really rough gradually detaching from this and I’m just so thankful wrestling has been there and has become something I feel confident can fill my life the same way :’) but! point of saying this is I was wavering a lot last year over what I wanted to do and feeling really lost, between fandoms, my followers dropped like flies when I started posting wrestling art but I felt pretty silly posting on here to like 3 people (for the record I have 5k followers in that fandom and four (4) people liked my yearly summary post there. it’s definitely not true that if people like your work they’ll like whatever you do :’D). I’m disabled and pretty isolated (thank u wrestling for also giving me a reason to go places and a wonderful friend to go with !!), so having an online community has always meant a lot to me and I was terrified about leaving what had become an unpleasant and often abusive one in case I couldn’t start over. but I have, and I’ve been so happy this year ! we’re a pretty small creative fandom here but I’m so glad to have so many lovely mutuals, see other people creating, and to share art with people who enjoy it. I haven’t been this actively creative and motivated in years. the summer I discovered wrestling I’d been considering giving up art and writing entirely because it was making me so miserable. next year I��m hoping I can draw some more variety in wrestlers too, I really needed to build my confidence in drawing different types of faces and bodies after so long drawing the prettiest smoothest of boys lol. I would love to do a teeny tiny amount of items for wrestling sometime and revive my shop, that’s my goal for next year. but yeah !!! thank you if you’ve enjoyed and shared my art this year and if you’ve left tags I have definitely read and been motivated by them 💪

[radioroxx]

vanby :)

sorta re-design, mostly for fun. also perspective practice!

close-up and no bg under the cut

[radioiaci]

mmmmmm

the fear and concern and high key insecurity has returned that my writing is too long or inaccessible or intimidating or not fun or interesting or any combination of any of that

I want to be approachable by new people but it feels like nobody rly seems to want to approach me aside from my immediate affiliates. Which, I love them, but I also do love writing with all kinds of people and characters too

I don’t rly know the solution. Maybe I am simply complaining.

[rain-shoshana]

Me rn. I’m just as dramatic as he is when I get sick.

[witchcraftandburialdirt]

How could one man be so nervous just knocking on the door? The pit in Tarhos’s stomach gnawed at him demanding to just forget everything and leave, text her that something came up and they could put it off for later, but he knew better. This was important. More important than he could even describe.

He jumped visibly startled when the door opened forcibly dragging him from his own racing thoughts, “Hi Yvonne.” How awkward could he be? He went through the usual small talk until they actually sat down and he nervously massaged his own hands, he didn’t want to worry her, it really wasn’t something bad, but his brain had a hard time even forming what he wanted to say.

He’d never been more scared to say the wrong thing before. Not since his interview with Robin when he couldn’t afford to not get that job. Still he hoped his worry never met his usually stoic expression as he took a deep breath.

“Me and Haru have been dating for a while now, I know, but… I’ve been thinking about our future a lot more recently. Maybe it’s because of therapy or just the natural progression of when you live with someone.” Another breath to keep his thoughts steady,

“I've been thinking about how much I enjoy him in my life, even the bad parts we’ve been through. I’ve never felt this way about someone I’ve dated before and I know I haven’t been what he’s needed a lot of the time, but I really do still care about him more than anyone. I know it would mean a lot to him if I asked you first.”

Tarhos pauses his nerves reaching a crescendo until the words finally fall from his tongue, “Can I marry your son?”

── 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 ── 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝚅𝙴𝚁𝚂𝙴

She was not expecting the sun to be blocked when she opened the door to her small, humble home in suburbia. The warm, golden rays of sunlight that typically streamed into her cozy entryway were suddenly obscured as Yvonne stepped into her modest entryway to see who had come to visit. The house was freshly perfumed with the lavender scent of her last cleaning session, and but it did little to stop the sudden fluttering of her heart. Over a decade later and part of her still feared to unlock the door. It had taken her a moment to navigate the multitude of locks lining the doorframe, each one clicking with release - and the door creaked open.

The sight of talll taaaaaalll Tarhos standing on her doorstep and blocking the afternoon light was ... well, he was the last person she imagined to be there. She even had half a mind to grab Miss Murata's Tupperware, convinced that today might finally be the long-overdue day her daughter would reclaim it, but here stood Tarhos instead; and Yvonne holding a stack of empty containers. Yet, as she beheld Tarhos, his expression a blend of uncertainty and intent, she felt herself soften. A quick, crinkly smile broke across her face, and she stepped aside with a gesture for him to come inside; curiously noticing how he nearly forgot to take off his shoes.

He … never did that. There was something different about him today—a subtle tension in his shoulders and a flicker of hesitation in his eyes that made her wonder. Was he nervous? — And what could have brought him here?

The bright afternoon sun dipped low in the sky as they filled the empty space between them with small talk, and soon warm golden hues filled her kitchen. Yvonne casually made her way to the table, balancing a tiny plate of glistening, peeled tangerines — each segment perfectly; it was something Haru had picked up. The amount of times he'd taken fruit to Tarhos was beyond count. She then poured two tall glasses of iced tea, the pour clinking against ice cubes that floated like tiny glaciers, catching the light with a sparkle. Once everything was settled she sank into her seat, tilting her head slightly, her curious gaze locking onto Tarhos while she bit back the urge to ask him his purpose. He looked almost comically strained, like a balloon being inflated way past its limit, the tension in his brows knitting them close. She could see the gears turning in his mind, struggling to find the right words, to tame his thoughts until they made some sort of sense and all of the nonsense was cleared out of the way.

Yvonne decided that patience was the best companion in that instant and waited for him to talk - and when he finally did she found herself momentarily speechless.

All at once, the long timeline of their relationship unfurled in vivid detail before her; well-worn and rich with colors, of every difficult moment and every bright day. She recalled, with an ache in her chest, the countless times when her baby boy’s face lit up with that radiant smile while sharing one of many stories about him. Conversely, she could hear the echoes of painful phone calls where tears flowed freely, where Haru's voice had grown so small she was convinced he was a schoolboy again.

Yvonne’s dark eyes fell to the cool, metallic glint of her wedding band bound around her finger — a supposed emblem of commitment bestowed by a man who had become a distant memory, nearly a shadow in her life after three long months of silence. When was the last time Ren had called … ? She quickly felt the sharp pang of irony; who was she to judge the complexities of love when her own heart was ensnared in all this constant uncertainty? She knew Tarhos loved her son. That was more than she could say with her own marriage. After taking a deep breath to compose herself, she leaned across the table to take his hand in hers - her expression serious, but still showing the joy she felt towards his question:

"My son loves you, and I want you to be what he needs now. You need to be what he will need, every single day until the end. If you can promise that to me, to him … Then yes. If you cannot promise it to either of us, well, I think you know what I have to say as his mother. But ... from what he's told me, and what I've seen ... For now; yes."

[veryattractive]

I'm in the Bahamas on a family trip for a week and this is the longest I've gone without smoking weed in years. I feel pathetic, what a dumb problem to have. I know I have a problem with smoking too much, but I don't know what difference there would be if I were to stop anyway. I guess of all the places to detox, this is one of the better places, I'm just bored out of my gourd and mildly irritable.

Plus, all the people I'm here with are uppity religious types and are getting on my nerves with the pro Israel bullshit.

[badnikbreaker]

@lightdash : ( giving her a reassuring smile! )

"Thank you..." The smile doesn't help, but it doesn't make it worse, either. That's something.

[rocketonthemoon]

Alex Morgan and Offsides: the love affair continues

[alephnol]

today was… definitely a day….

Err…

I need to think for awhile, see yall tomorrow.

Well, i wont really leave today,

But if i don’t respond to most of yall, you know why

[ne0nlightzz]

UPDATEEE IGG CUZ I HAVENT BEEN ACTIVE INNA BITT-

Soooo I got sick again- also I swear Im working on the few requests I have [plz feel free to send in reqs if ya have any!] But they did get pushed back a bit cuz originally I was and still kinda am going through a writers block, was sorta just burnt out and had been also helping my older sister with all the summer birthdays while trying to prepare for school and all, but then I got sick as shit which would seem like I'd have more time to work on stories and stuff but when I get sick I'm basically outta commission for over a week- and that put me further behind on absolutely everything but I'm trying my best to catch back up with it all [in all my free time this weekend I'll be working on requests and the next part of 'Don't forget the sun' since that's long over due and I start school monday.] Also I didn't redo my "rules" for wtiting requests n all and actuallg posted it and didn't forget about it like my still in progress fandom masterlist- but the updated version is under masterlists on my pinned post!:D

This is way more of a personal updated but I just kinda wanted to claim I didn't die or am just ignoring requests and asks and stuff, just got busy, got burnt out then got sick for like the 5th time this year. Anywayz that's sorta it, might post a update on not as personal kinda stuff and more about my current projects and stories later but I'm not sure yet.

Anywayz plz remember to stay hydrated n to take care of urselves!!

-Luv Neo<3

[kazumasougi]

ATREUS ASKING TO SLEEP IN KRATOS’ TENT SHUT UPPP 🥹

[chonylolu]

me: I have GOT to get weirder!

also me when I do get weirder: *visibly shaking* I'm going to be killed with hammers by everyone for being a freak.

[hey-hi-hello]

i think if the pup is extra Extra good it deserves hands on its puppy parts

[foxgirlgenerator]

weh