#YEEEESSS.. YEEEESSS

[luck-of-the-drawings]

posted this forever ago as part of a bigger compilation BUT i think it deserves to stand on its own. i was gonna add more color BUT that didnt happen; thus it doesnt translate aswell that hes freezing the water around him. BUT now you aware and you can see it. you can see it

[histrionicscribbler]

HE LIVES!!!!!!!

[sugussugar]

tw suguru x insecure, avoidant, depressed reader + fem reader and mentions of s/h, please read at your own risk

suguru geto wants to understand you.

there's just something about you. something he never noticed in your six years of friendship. the way you act so normally, yet everyone around you knows it's fake. you're not okay.

he doesn't understand why it took him so long to notice something was up with you. he considers himself pretty good with this type of thing, at least he did. but now, he isn't sure what to believe.

but it's clear as day that you've never really been okay. he sees it all now. the way you cover your smile when you laugh, the way you always stay rather quiet around others, the way you've never let others see you cry, the way you let yourself get shoved around and walked on like a welcome mat with little to no resistance, the way you hide your body for more reasons than one, the way you always seem to have a blade on hand with the excuse of “just in case”, the way you make subtle cries for help then shake them off as ‘jokes’. it's so clear now.

he feels almost angry that he never noticed. he remembers when he was that depressed. he remembers splitting his skin open and praying for someone to notice. he swore he'd never let anyone close to him, especially you, ever feel that way.

he wants to know exactly what's happening in your mind then empty it out and replace it with happier thoughts. he wants to see a genuine smile on your face, he wants you to stop hiding. he wants to ask you “are you okay” and hear you pour out your problems. he's tired of repetitive “i'm okay”'s and “don't worry about me”'s. he craves to have your trust.

but you hide. you hide away like a child from their drunken father, like the moon from the sun. he could chase you forever but ultimately it's futile. you will always be ten steps ahead. he will always be ten steps behind, and that will dwindle down to eight, then six, then three, and then you'll be gone.

suguru geto knows he's going to lose you. he's trying to fight it, but he knows the end, and he knows it's near.

[totallynottinsel]

🌟🕯️ Marry Me

After the death of Smaug, Thorin delves deep into the mountain and brings Bilbo an unexpected proposal.

psssst... @lsoqq 🙂‍↕️

The mountain had been eerily quiet since they had reclaimed it from Smuag's hold. It was freed---other than the lingering smell of dragon, of course. Bilbo walked through the dim halls, his feet curling every now and then against the uneasy coldness of the stone floor. Though the rest of him was kept warm by his coat, the tips of his ears were running a bit pink.

As he rounded the bend distant sounds of clinking gold ran through his ears, followed by pained groans of the rest of the company who were knee deep in search for the Arkenstone. He kept himself from reaching towards it as it lay hidden within his pocket. The bowl of lukewarm soup carried in his palms shook as he came to a quick stop, his steps echoing his arrival.

Across him stood Dori and Ori---halting their conversation with Thorin, a beat of silence hanging in the air between them. "Go." Growled Thorin, causing Ori to jump as his brother ushered him away. Dori gave Bilbo a cautious look as they passed him by, surely ordered to return to the search among the others. A slight chill drew down his spine as Thorin addressed him.

"Master Baggins, come."

He began to tread forward before he even had the time to think otherwise. He offered up the soup, in one of his many (failed) attempts to try and urge the dwarf to eat. "You should have this," He inched the bowl forward. "Surely you're hungry?"

Thorin took the bowl, though only spared the plainly thick liquid filling it a glance before he set it aside. "I will have the means to indulge once the Stone has been found." His armored boots clanked heavily over the stone as he stepped closer, his words carrying a ticking spark. "Until then, I wish to speak with you."

Bilbo's mouth ran dry, the dreadful weight of the Arkenstone tugging him downward. He cleared his throat to speak softly, eyeing the dwarf directly. "About what?"

Thorin gave no further inkling to his plans as his hand grazed the hobbit's back, not so much as only lightly grasping the tuff of his coat, guiding him to an alcove that hid along the corner. His heart ran faster than he could keep up with, planting his back against the wall and incredibly regretting not finding a more suitable place for the Stone. His fingers hovered over the pocket, tracing the rim of fabric while Thorin fished for something in his.

"Give me your hand." Thorin held out his own, though there was no demand in his ask compared to how he spoke to the others.

Overcoming his blink of hesitation, Bilbo laid his hand on his palm, gently flinching at its surprising warmth. Thorin traced along his fingers, feeling its softness, where then he slid a silver ring around one. Unlike those that Thorin donned himself or those of dwarven make, it glimmered of Elven finery; a single star shimmering in a blanket of dark, embroidered with elegance. The base of the ring weaved with intricate vines, while a single iridescent gem was bound in its center, much in appearance to the Arkenstone.

"It is a gift."

"Thorin, I..." Bilbo stumbled over his own tongue, retracting his hand, gaze dancing across the shine of the jewelry. "It's beautiful, but I can't accept this."

The dwarf grew a visible frown. "Is it not to your liking?"

"No, no! Of course not, it's wonderful. It's just, well... I'm a hobbit. Hardly the type worthy enough to honor such importance." He chuckled down the rest of his haywire emotions, which were a horrible mix of confusion and prickling flush that trailed up his neck and the bothersome thought of his hard made soup getting cold. "This should belong to someone else," As he went to remove the ring, Thorin's hands clasped his, stopping him halfway.

"I do not want to give it to anyone else." Said Thorin, a curious thumb brushing over the finger that held the ring. His gaze scaled up, meeting Bilbo's, who in turn did not flee from his touch.

"I'm afraid I don't have much to gift back." Bilbo fell to a whisper, watching the slow movements of their hands intertwining. When Thorin's eyes caught his he began to see a shift, a fade of the fiery burn that had set home inside him.

"I'm afraid you are all one could ever dream of having." Confessed Thorin, the two of them the closest they had been since the Carrock.

A smile worked up Bilbo, though he was convinced his heart would surely give out any moment at the speed it had itself going. "I could only hope that one would have me."

The air thickened, tighter than he'd felt at Smaug's very claws. Thorin slowly leaned his head lower, and though at first Bilbo shied from the sudden closeness, his seams untangled and his knees felt weak the moment the dwarf's hand cupped his cheek. When their lips had finally met it loosened the hefty floodgates between them that had stocked up ever since that first night in Bag End. It was slow to begin, a test of the waters, though it quickly started to boil with need.

Bilbo clung to the silky fur lining of Thorin's over coat, standing high up on his toes as greater hands kept his back to the wall. As they briefly parted and against stuttering breaths, Bilbo hardly expected to be confronted with two wonderfully dreaded words he so much had ruled out from his life till then. "Marry me." Grumbled Thorin, before capturing the hobbit's lips again.

Already in quite the daze, Bilbo hadn't fully realized his words till a good while past and broke away. "Pardon?" He practically squeaked like a mouse.

"Marry me." He repeated as he brought smaller kisses to the tops of Bilbo's ears.

Thorin's sudden warmth along his cold skin nearly took him to the floor and an early grave. Collecting himself, he shook his head and tried wriggling out from his hold to spare himself. "Thorin," He only managed a pant. "You don't know what you're saying. You---you aren't yourself."

Thorin made a noting hum. "You accepted my gifts."

"I didn't know they were those kinds of gifts!" Bilbo exclaimed. "If I had known I..." I still would have let you. He thought, head tilting back to rest on the hard stone behind him. "Something like... that takes time to consider!"

"Have we not waited long enough?" Thorin asked, words rumbling against his layers of curls. "From the beginning of our quest, I would have had you. And now that I do, I intend to keep it that way."

"I just---I need..." Bilbo couldn't think, fighting with his own frazzled thoughts of what he wanted and what he should do. For whatever utterly foolish and selfish desire drove into him, he ached to accept Thorin, greatly so. Yet the voice that shouted at him with reason held him back. For the love of all that was green and good, he was a Baggins of Bag End! He belonged in a hole in the ground, not in great halls. Thorin should dedicate his affection to some other noble, even if the very thought caused Bilbo's heart to tug painfully.

He was whisked from his inner debating when he felt Thorin's hand trailing down his side, far too close to his pocket. Acting on hasty impulse to get him far away from reaching the Stone---(truly, he should have found a better hiding place. Blasted Took in him really did enjoy living far on the edge)---he grabbed his wrist, stomping him from lowering any further and using that to redirect the dwarf's attention to another kiss. "Yes." The word slipped from his tongue. Now he'd really done it. Though at least his pockets weren't the center of curiosity any longer. (He hoped) "I mean---I'll... I'll think on it."

"How long do you suppose you'll have me wait?"

The impatience of dwarves. Bilbo thought to himself. "Ah, well, it's... we'll see."

Eleven if clearly disgruntled, Thorin respected his wishes. Though how long that would last, he wasn't all too sure.

"I should be off, then." Bilbo cleared his throat once more, regardless of the fact he had nowhere to be in particular, other than under a bed of rock to wallow in his embarrassment for the next years of his life. "This was, er... nice. I wouldn't mind us meeting like this more often."

"I would see to it that we do."

At the blink of Thorin's words Bilbo opened his mouth to reply, then promptly had nothing more to say. He spun his feet to the exit the very second he felt his face heat up and the unmistakable pool in his stomach. It only grew worse the moment he turned the corner, Nori stared back at him, soup in hand, severely wide-eyed. Whether he overheard the entire encounter between them, or the soup was just horrid, both made Bilbo wish to run for the hills.

"Good soup." Was all he said.

"Thank... you." Bilbo nodded to him, then walked as fast as he possibly could away from the scene.

Curse the Took leading him places he was surely bound to make a mess of.

[callsign-fangirl]

Everybody on tumblr ....

[skruttet]

CONFIRMATION THAT SKURKEN I MUMINHUSET IS FINALLY GONNA GET AN OFFICAL ENGLISH RELEASE!!!!! (x)

[pillow-fish]

so i had a vision. i hope you all can see my vision with me. this boy is so 2nd/3rd gen coded

[f1-obsessed333]

[ethersierra]

Happy Halloween!

Based on this photo by Chloe Atkins

[Image Description: Digital art of Kodira and Amber Gris from The Adventure Zone Ethersea, dressed as a vampire and werewolf. The background is dark blue and there is a hazy effect behind them, and a full moon glowing in the upper left. They are seen from the thighs up, both of them facing left. The lineart is colored to match the coloring, and it is highlighted in purplish rim light, brighter on the left side. Kodira stands in front of Amber and looks back toward her, her head facing the camera. Amber holds Kodira around the waist, and Kodira's arm lays on top of it and they interlock fingers. Kodira smiles, showing two fangs, and looks toward Amber. Amber is seen in profile with her chin on Kodira's shoulder, mouth opening up to show off her sharp teeth. She looks downward at Kodira.

Kodira is a thin older woman with cool brown skin. Her long and curly dark brown hair is in a low ponytail draped over her farther shoulder. It is tied with a red ribbon. She wears a dark red dress beneath a long black coat which is lined along the collar and cuffs. Her eyes are deep brown highlighted in a reddish tone. She has winged eyeliner, dark lipstick, and has blood on her chin beneath her fangs.

Amber is a fatter older woman with light tanned skin. She has scraggly light orange-brown hair that goes to her shoulders. She has wolf ears on top of her head, which are dark brown on the outside and fluffy white on the inner side. She wears a dark red vest which has rips along the sleeve area. Her pants are a dark grey-green and she wears a belt, from which a fluffy brownish tail hangs. She has freckles on her face and tattoos indicated on her arm, including an anchor interlocked with a venus symbol, and a nautical star. On her neck is a black smudge next to puncture marks which are surrounded by a dribbling red. End ID.]

[raapija]

THEY'RE STAYING TOGETHER FOREVEEEEEER!! 😍💚💚💚

[hood-ex]

Bruce telling Dick, "Don't let me hurt anyone," before proceeding to hurt Dick is SOOO...

[waxwing-ed]

despite all the new songs in deltarune i still think my favorite out of both ut and dr is alphys theme. i dont know why i just like it :)

[tohruies]

goob morning and happy timezones!!! wednesday….. we’re half way through the work week, let us do our best today too 🙆‍♀️💘 i hope you will see something beautifuuul ^__^

[seriousturd]

Goofy little BMB comic of a moment I'm insane about <3

Maggie close-up under the cut hehe

[jsabheadcanons]

What if…Blixer kitty bug…like..kitty and bug…

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[ketsumyo]

tsubaki is a smoker. it's her guilty pleasure. but thinking abt how there are three people she would never smoke around: ukitake jushirō (for his health), kusajishi yachiru (you do not smoke in front of children #1) and hitsugaya toshirō (you do not smoke in front of children #2)

like i'm talking she'd see them coming and immediately yeet her pipe in the river.