#will crosspost later

[retquits]

[pintura]

Lavellan

[14dayswithyou]

Where are we sitting, angels? ✈️

[ciphox]

[raiain]

some lovejoy fanart i dont think ive ever posted on here ! from around oct '21

[reason-with-the-underdog]

sometimes im normal & then i think about how alhaitham keeps his eyes open while kissing kaveh & i can't stop laughing

kaveh is unaware of this fact bc he closes his eyes like a normal human being on this planet teyvat (alhaitham just wants to see kaveh up close is that wrong)

ok kaveh finds out somehow and a non-productive discussion ensues where kaveh fails to convince alhaitham why he should be closing his eyes while kissing

so kaveh decides to prove how weird it is by keeping HIS eyes open next time they kiss

…wait why is alhaitham into that;;;

in a staring contest alhaitham wins hands down (maybe lynette could give him actual competition) kaveh complains to tighnari & cyno about this conundrum and then is like "wait! i figured out a solution! what if i blindfold him"

tighnari & cyno take a shot (secret drinking game)

[crowrrupt]

Sorry if this looks a bit rushed but I decided to draw something for XZeroweekwinter! What's more winter-y than snow and northern lights? (Even if it doesn't make sense)

[sans-guy]

saw some canon details got confirmed and i decided to refine his design thumbs up

[earako]

"I'm glad Shermie got that mom but..."

Shermie paused midway down the steps. He had woken up to grab a glass of water for the twins, poor dears were exhausted after running around the Gravity Falls woods all day, but the sound of his brothers talking made him stop on the second last step down.

It still didn't feel real.

His brothers, Lee Lee and For For, his brothers who taught him to read, both books and people, his brothers whom he thought one was dead and the other estranged.

They wanted to be part of Shermie's life again and Shermie let them back in (after some groveling of course. And various thrown pillows to his older brothers faces-give Shermie a break, he -is- the youngest sibling after all.)

He shouldn't be doing this, listening in on the elder pair of twins.

But he had to know. What did his brothers mean by "that mom?"

"Stanley, we -chose- to help out with Shermie-"

"No, no I don't mean that," Stanley said and Shermie could see in the hall mirror the younger Stan twin waving his hands as if batting away Stanfords comment. "I...shit, Poindexter. We were kids too..."

"We were older."

"We were still her kids though and-and look I know Ma protected us the best she could..."

What about Ma? And what about protecting? Shermie leaned against the wall and tried to peer more closely at the hall mirror without letting his own reflection show.

"...She got Shermie out, Ford. And-and don't get me wrong but..." Chairs scraped against the floor, Shermie heard more than saw what was likely Ford getting up and walking over to Stanley.

"...You're wondering why she didn't get us out too. Why Shermie was worth it and we....we weren't." Ford stated more then asked. Shermie held his breath as Stanley let out a shaky 'yeah.'.

Water forgotten, Shermie hurridly made his way upstairs, praying the steps wouldn't give him away.

He was a Pines boy. The universe was not kind to Pines boys. Of course the stairs creaked.

"Someone there?" Ford's voice called out.

Dangit.

Hopfully Shermie got better at acting in his old age.

"Just me, Ford. Wanted to grab some water for the kids."

"Ya spoil them, Shermie," Stanley dryly muttered. Stanford rolled his eyes and made a comment about how Stan was no better, which quickly evolved into good natured ribbing and teasing one another about getting soft in their old age.

Shermie just chuckled then went to grab the waters for the kids. On his way back up the stairs though he managed to hear a whispered "think he heard?"

"Hope not. We got enough self-worth issues for several generations."

"Lee!"

"What?"

Shermie shook his head and continued up the stairs.

He couldn't help but wonder though...why didn't his older brothers get the mom who stood up to Pa?

Why did Shermie get the good mom?

[residentialsinyomakai]

You'll never guess who the kinda primary subject of this yappost/doodle dump is

sigh. it always comes back

Freaky ahh bowl of rice...what's he on about

"But Yōmakai isn't this a maddiman post. Why are the first two things besides the intro not ma" IM GETTING THERE. PATIENCE

I redraw Kagemura every now and then to see if I improve!! :) Think I kinda ate w this one frfr

No me mires con tus estupidos ojos

UEgh. judging you btw

Expression stuff cause I love seeing different depictions both from other people and within my own mind

Mini thing based on a. Trend jm noticing LMAO

Also this Maddiman that scared some of my friends apparently 😔💔

AU shenanigans and this idiot again. HATE HIM BLOW HIM UP NOW!!!! Jkjk i wish people drew him more i love him :)

Anyways all done :) see you!!

[becauseplot]

Phil wakes up in the morning, curled up on his side of the bed, wings splayed out over the empty half of the mattress behind him. As always. Snags his robe off the hook by the bed and shrugs it on and doesn't look at the vacant hook beside it. As always. Half asleep hauls himself out of bed and shuffles into his slippers and opens the blinds; bedroom flooded by golden sunlight, shining on the glass panes of the framed family photos hung up on the walls, drowning them in morning glow. As always.

It's just another morning up here on the wall. He heads down into the basement expecting the usual: finding Tallulah already awake and writing quietly in her diary, listening to her giggle as Phil drags her dead-to-the-world brother out of bed, sending them both off to go get dressed and wash up while he fumbles something together for breakfast.

When he steps into their bedroom, their beds are empty.

The spike of panic is immediate. He knows he put them to bed last night. They're not staying over anywhere else. They weren't anywhere in the front garden. There's no obvious note or sign anywhere that Phil can see. Where did they go? Where are his kids?

But then he hears it---the laughter. Clinking of dishes in the kitchen. The smell of eggs and bacon and beans. Soft Spanish that's low and syrupy-sleepy, still waking up.

Phil walks into the kitchen, and it's like walking into a dream.

The three of them are crowded around the counter, with Chayanne standing on a stepstool to the left and Tallulah standing on a chair to the right. Daylight spills in through the window above the sink and makes the mirage of Missa expertly dicing onions shimmer, body wreathed in warmth.

Missa sets down the knife. He turns around, the off-white of his bone mask almost dandelion in the sun, and Phil just about loses it.

He's relieved. He's disbelieving. He's ecstatic, and he's furious, and he's oddly numb. Something inside him wants to hurl a fist across his jaw; something else wants him to curl a fist around the lapels of his cloak and never let go.

Phil's arms are around him before he even realizes that he's crossed the kitchen.

Missa makes a sound of surprise, arms briefly hovering like this is the last thing he expected, but it doesn't matter---Phil feels him return the embrace a heartbeat later, and Phil sinks into it. A soft noise of anguish dies in his throat; he buries his face in Missa's shoulder and clutches at the back of his cloak and squeezes him like he wants to shatter bone and nestles in closer with the irrational, irrepressible desire to burrow into Missa's chest and fucking live there. Missa would probably let him.

A hand comes to cradle the back of his head. He feels lips and nose land softly in his tangle of unbrushed morning hair.

"Buenos días, querido."

He's home.

[crouton-knight]

kusuriuri OC

I planned to do just a sketch but then I got too into it.

[greyfalter]

KLV QDPH… LV SBUDPLG VWHYH

[merrilyderrily]

I'll still be over here until the site's turned to ash and dust, but if that time were to ever come I'd love to know everyone's socials so I can either follow you there or add you to my rss feed if I don't have those particular socials (plus even if it wasn't turned to ash and dust, it's still just nice to know where else I can find mutuals and lotr fans alike)!! Feel free to drop the other socials you use below, if any!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

reo mikage they will never understand u quite like i do

[reason-with-the-underdog]

modern au chatfic

thinking about modern au where alhaitham casually refers to kaveh as "loml" in the groupchat

& tighnari messages kaveh "pls tell me you guys got together finally"

kaveh: wdym no he thinks it means "light of my life" lol

tighnari: do you understand why that's not better. do you

kaveh: he's just making fun of me and my nickname!!

tighnari: [switches to alhaitham's dms] that's rough buddy.gif

alhaitham: [Your message could not be delivered. This is usually because the recipient is only receiving direct messages from friends]

tighnari: [switches back to kaveh's dms] alhaitham blocked me

kaveh: WHAT how could he do that to my bestie>:( what did you say

tighnari: oh just laughed at him about the loml thing

kaveh: IKR icb he calls me loml & not know what it means

tighnari: mm hm tell him to unblock me

alhaitham: [This user has accepted your friend request! You can send each other messages now]

tighnari: that was fast wow

tighnari: kaveh doesnt know how much u listen to him huh

alhaitham: Is this important?

tighnari: nah just bored

tighnari: anyways try sending him the wikipedia pg for "loml"

alhaitham: I clarified my intended definition already. He thinks I'm pretending to have known all along out of embarrassment

tighnari: and how does that make you feel

alhaitham: It's fine. He'll accept my feelings when he's ready

tighnari: [switches to kaveh's dms] KAVEH

kaveh: what?!!?

tighnari: i wish i didn't believe so strongly in not sharing private messages

kaveh: is this about alhaitham? did he unblock you

tighnari: i love how i gave you no context and you still guessed it was about alhaitham

kaveh: i wasnt wrong though!

kaveh: what did he do

tighnari: i just said i wouldn't say anything

kaveh: why would you tease me like this... 🥺 do i need to talk to alhaitham to find out

tighnari: yup

kaveh: why does everyone keep telling me to talk to him i literally talk to him all the time

tighnari: i think you should look at the common denominator here

kaveh: yeah ik alhaitham's terrible at communicating directly

tighnari: no comment

kaveh: pls agree 🥺 you know im right

tighnari: no <3

kaveh: >:(

kaveh: but it is weird he didnt bother to look up a word before using it

tighnari: im gonna log off, getting late, good luck figuring it out

kaveh: ok gn

[46 minutes later]

kaveh: tighnari do you think he meant it

kaveh: ykw im not gonna overthink this

[the next morning]

tighnari: kaveh why did you leave a heart react on alhaitham's message in the groupchat

kaveh: im embracing it! i'm the light! nbd!

tighnari: hm very convincing

kaveh: if i pretend it doesnt bother me then it wont

tighnari: does it really bother you tho

kaveh: yes!! ofc it does! not when he doesnt really mean it

tighnari: maybe you should talk to him about your feelings

kaveh: ur supposed to be supportive not attack me >:(

tighnari: if you want an enabler go back to school

kaveh: i CANT that's where he works!

tighnari: didnt you bring him lunch last week

kaveh: yeah he gets grumpy if he skips a meal

tighnari: no comment

kaveh: WE ATE LUNCH AS FRIENDS. JUST LIKE HOW YOU & I GET LUNCH TOGETHER SOMETIMES. AS FRIENDS

tighnari: i dont call you loml tho

kaveh: u are def not the loml rn