#exchanged glances

[hmperil]

Hey Kat hope you're having a good day pretty!

Saw your requests were open and I wondered if we could have some fluffy headcanons with Tendou or Semi? Please and thank you, if you don't feel comfortable there's no problem ^^

(a/n) wow hello everyone ! it’s really been so long, so sorry it’s been a busy few weeks for me . and thanks so much for the request, i hope everyone has a nice day! <3

- ! find something interesting? !

- under the cherry blossom, you catch tendou taking staring

includes : tendou

under the warm sun of the afternoon, tendou found himself sitting under a cherry blossom tree, engrossed in a book. the soft rustling of leaves was accompanied by the distant sounds of volleyball practice. lost in his thoughts, he barely notices you approaching, a soft smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

"hey, is it ok if I join you ?" you asked, your voice gentle. tendou looked up, his eyes lighting up in surprise and delight.

"of course" he says with a grin, making room for you beside him. You settled down, leaning against the tree trunk, and the two of you found yourselves immersed in comfortable silence.

As the pages of your respective books turned, your fingers occasionally brushed against each other. tendou stealing quick glances at you, captivated by the way the sunlight shines in your hair making you like an angle.

"find something interesting?" you finally asked with a smirk, catching him in the act. he chuckles, his cheeks tinged with a faint blush. your heart skipped a beat, warmth spreading through you.

[gigivas]

Ayah El Masri: Mystical Kaftan, A Sultry Ethnic Stare

Stable Diffusion series

POSITIVE PROMPTS (Copy the following) Charcoal and graphite meticulously capture a Lebanese-style young woman, graced with loose waves hairstyle, enveloped in an Ethnoculture-inspired kaftan, and displaying a sultry pout, head leaning forward, while gazing at another in this captivating head profile portrait shot. Expertly shaded, revealing intricate facial expressions, upholding minimalistic yet expressive charm, centering on the eyes, adopting a monochromatic theme, and accenting gentle contours, all as a testament to her seductive character and emotions.

NEGATIVE PROMPTS (Copy the following) full body shot, light, vibrant, colorful, simplistic, minimalism, plain, simple, bokeh, blurry, blur, emotionless, boring, worst quality, low quality, normal quality, lowres, low details, oversaturated, undersaturated, overexposed, underexposed, grayscale, bw, bad photo, bad photography, bad art, watermark, signature, text font, username, error, logo, words, letters, digits, autograph, trademark, name, grainy, ugly, asymmetrical, poorly lit, bad shadow, draft, cropped, out of frame, cut off, censored, jpeg artifacts, out of focus, glitch, duplicate, nsfw, deformed, noisy, blurry, distorted, low contrast, dull, plain, modest, cleavage, asymmetrical eyes, signature, watermark, text, word, logo

(Note: Positive and negative prompts can instantly make you an AI drawing expert. Applicable to almost all AI drawing platforms and software that support input of positive and negative prompts. For example, all Stable Diffusion platforms, DreamStudio.ai, Craiyon.com, Leonardo.ai, etc.)

Midjourney v6 (Copy the following) /imagine prompt: This charcoal and graphite portrait presents a young Lebanese woman adorned in a kaftan enriched with cultural elements, her hairstyle featuring loose waves cascading over her shoulders. She offers a sultry pout, her head leaning forward as her gaze is directed towards an unseen individual. The artwork adeptly showcases delicate shading and intricate facial expressions, conveying her emotional complexity. Rendered in a minimalistic yet expressive manner, the portrait draws focus to her magnetic eyes amidst a monochromatic theme and soft contours, encapsulating her essence and feelings. The soft, ambient lighting contributes to a reflective atmosphere, heightening the contemplative mood of this close-up composition, masterfully capturing her forward-leaning, alluring visage., --ar 2:3 --v 6

(Note: At https://docs.midjourney.com/docs/parameter-list, you will learn the details of how to personalize Midjourney parameters, but for now we have configured them for you.)

DALL-E 3 (Copy the following) This enticing portrait showcases a young Lebanese woman donning a stylish loose waves hairstyle and an elegant kaftan adorned with traditional motifs. Her sultry pout and leaning forward head position hint at an engaging encounter with an unseen subject. The portrait reverberates with charcoal and graphite inspirations, featuring delicate shading and intricate facial expressions that highlight her evocative eyes in a monochromatic composition. Soft contours convey her character and emotions, while subtle ambient lighting imbues an introspective atmosphere. This close-up view fosters an intimate connection with her magnetic allure.

(Note: Prompts for OpenAI DALL-E 3 also apply to any AI drawing platform that does not require entering negative prompt words, such as Microsoft Copilot Designer, Adobe Firefly, Canva.com, etc.)

[but-i-want-to-live-with-you]

I did a thing, I deleted the scary numbers made a meme

[flowersforthemachines]

accidentally brought the two of them along to talk to the First Warden, can't stop laughing

[fluentisonus]

i love when fashion plates put two women together to give you a view of two different angles of a dress/two different dresses but it ends up coming across as vaguely gay

[agentkee]

They heard some gossip in a party that they will definitely talk about later in the lab

[jyn-ehrso]

Andor S02E05 "I Have Friends Everywhere"

[nilseyart]

I wanted to point out that this little look they had, I thought for a long time that it could be going through their heads: Moana: is this a start?´´

Maui:maybe I'm a little ahead of myself, but how about a…fresh start? Moana: hehehe…perfect

[byemambo]

Then...can I hug you just once?

SMART CHISANUPONG AS JIN

Top Form (2025) | 1.04

[urfavnewgirl]

waitwzitwzit i'm obsessed with the way you write jason and i saw you wanted more jason requests SOOOOO what about a fic of some nighttime kitchen activity and there's some slow jazz playing somewhere, maybe the window's open and the music from a club is drifting in and reader starts dancing and jason's like okkkk ily i will dance too and they dance togzther and it's ugghhhhh

this is kinda short im SO sorry but here u go bb! thanks for giving me an excuse to listen to strangers in the night on loop... also nawt proofread im afraid.

it's seven pm on a friday. normally, he'd be out on patrol by now, embraced by the night sky and the eerie air of gotham. normally. except nothing was normal anymore, not since he met you. breaking his usual routine, he's sitting in your cramped, tiny apartment kitchen, eyes fixated on your form. you had insisted he take the day off. it took a lot of convincing, but he had complied, partly because of the ever present fatigue plaguing his mind, partly because he could not deny you, not when you were looking at him all pouty and doe-eyed.

the room smells like herbs, tomato sauce, and you. if someone asked him to describe the latter, he would not be able to. what he knew, however, what he was certain of with every fibre of his body, was that you, present in three out of his five senses, was the most comforting feeling he'd had felt in a while. you, effortlessly moving from the sink to the stove, to the cabinet and all the way back. you, taking care of him. you, in general.

“you do know i'm capable of stirring, right?” 

you squint your eyes at him in response, waving the sauce-coated wooden spoon in front of his face. “nope. not happening. i am cooking for you tonight, end of discussion. besides, i'm almost done, anyway.”

“are you ever not stubborn?”

“are you ever not incapable of letting people do things for you?”

he sighs, shaking his head. “you do too much for me.”

rolling your eyes, you simply ignore his statement and continue working. the noodles are bubbling away on the stove, the sauce is simmering, and you're in the middle of it all, walking over to the kitchen window to allow some fresh air in. eight minutes pass in silence, and you drain the pasta water, carefully slipping the spaghetti into the pan to finish cooking in the red liquid.

that's when you hear it. the music, coming from the small bar situated in the building next door. it starts simple, your spoon following the movements of the song. he notices, of course, but he does not react immediately. it's only when your body sways as well, when you lift up the wooden instrument, use it as an impromptu microphone, that his eyebrows heighten in amusement. you turn to face him with an overdramatically serious expression.

“what? never heard of the man, the myth, the legend, frank sinatra? or are his ties to the mafia too problematic for you?”

he shakes his head in disbelief, tries to resist it, but ends up grinning. stupidly. when you notice his reaction, your dancing exaggerates even more.

“you're an idiot.”

“yeah. i am,” you walk to his side of the counter, slyly pausing in front of him, “but you love me, so,” your hand grasps his, and you pull him off the chair with no difficulty (because he's putty when it comes to you. basically play dough. kinetic sand.), “you're dancing with me.”

he rolls his eyes, but at the same time, he wraps both arms around your waist with no hesitation, leans his forehead against yours, and as always, you cannot tell whether you're suddenly running a fever, or if the warmth embracing your every cell stems solely from his soft touch. 

the song changes, and you nearly stumble from excitement. he catches you before you fall.

“sweetheart,” he mumbles, voice low, “you don't even know how to waltz, do you?”

you break away from his face to meet his eyes. “you can waltz to jazz music?”

that gets a laugh out of him. a real one, one you can't scowl at, even if you momentarily want to. 

he pulls you closer, adjusts your stance. one hand on his shoulder, another resting in his grasp. “just let me lead.” he does exactly that, and he does it with surprising smoothness. his grip is just firm enough to guide you, but it is gentle enough to still be reminiscent of a lover's touch. somehow, he always manages to find that balance with you.

when the music quiets down, you pull back to ask him a million questions, but you stop at the sight in front of you. the kitchen is dimly lit, the sky has given way to complete darkness, and your beautiful boyfriend is staring at you as if you are the finest work of art exhibited in the louvre, his pupils wide enough to reflect the moon through the window.

“jay?”

“about what you said earlier, uh...”

“what? you mean frank sinatra and the mafia? you know i don't condone all that, but chicago is a really good-”

he huffs out yet another laugh. “no, baby, not that. you,” he clears his throat, eyes briefly flickering to the floor before finding yours once more, “you said i loved you, and-” he sighs.

“i do. love you, i mean. yeah.”

once you register his words, your entire face softens. you reach forward, cupping his face the way he likes it, and kiss him. its soft, slow, and he returns it just the same way.

“i love you too.”

he smiles, leans in once more, but you pull back, nose scrunched in discomfort.

 “FUCK. the food. it's burnt.”

he sighs. “...we're getting pizza.”

[valtsv]

the thing you have to remember if you're going to feminise james fitzjames is that she's fought in wars. coming out as a woman in victorian england would not turn her into a demure little housewife she would be out there saying shit like women should be allowed to fight and die for their country. we get no rights i mean they get no rights.

[prismaticpichu]

When you teach your friend to hold onto hope <3

And disassociate.

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If only he could’ve just Not Believed the Jenova shit dhdhdhh

[donetbhlmao]

also you know how I know the melfrank dynamic ISNT platonic? because the santoswhitaker one IS

[carmelasoprano]

CARRIE PRESTON and CARRA PATTERSON as ELSBETH TASCIONI and KAYA BLANKE ELSBETH (2024–) S01E02 · “A Classic New York Character”

[octonauts-daily]

[hyacinthesiss]

rip gregory house you would've loved tiktok comment sections