#the hardship...

[jeffyfitoftheyear]

Submissions are now officially closed! Not including gifs and doubles there were roughly 177 submissions. That's so many jeff pictures oh my god

We'll be sorting them all and getting ready for the elimination rounds. If you submitted images without a category, or submitted as misc, they may not end up in the next rounds, as per the rules. But we will be trying our best to include the majority of what was submitted!

[foreverfearlessred]

my favourite genre of post-race Charles Leclerc win is Charles finding Arthur at the barrier, seeing Arthur looking at him with such joy in his eyes and then Charles messing up his hair

[cephalopadre]

My @secretsolenoid-revived 2024 gift for @neonhoneycomb! Happy Secret Solanoid, hope you enjoy! :) I had a super fun time doing this hehe.

Crossposted to AO3!

[duckysprouts]

somehow this is how the situation ended and reiner took eren home to meet his mother, upon eren’s request (demand)

the rest of the conversation:

E: what are you worried about anyway?

R: she’s just sort of intense when it comes to me

E: so? i am too

R: well, yes…

E: i can be normal, you know. i fooled all of you for years

R: you really didn’t. we all just ignored the red flags

[hansoeii]

stede bunnet

[mydotguy]

I like this game

[pearlymel]

A Slow life

ft. sylus. Just comfort in general, they're married, your honor. mention of kids (they have one boy and twin girls mweheheheh) , tiny bit suggestive but fluff. 1.1k words.

It’s late now.

After a long and exhausting day, Sylus made it up for you by drawing a hot bath, full of bubbles and scents you liked (and a few herbs that would help soothe sore muscles according to Mephisto).

Sitting behind you in the tub, Sylus’ large frame pressed against your back. His chin is resting on the top of your shoulder, with his arms wrapped around you as he holds you against his chest.

And you're fairly relaxed. too relaxed until you remember your little troublemakers, “are the kids back?”

“Mm, they’re back,” he murmurs, nuzzling his face into your neck, “they’ll be asleep by now, it’s pretty late.”

He’s just quietly holding you, enjoying the feeling of your body in his arms, the warm water surrounding you both, and you grab a flower petal that had been floating around you.

“You alright?”

"Yeah, just making sure the twins looked after them, I should thank them somehow," you hum with a soft smile playing on your lips.

“I’m sure they’d appreciate that,” Sylus muses, his hand gently rubbing your side, “I’m happy to hear you say that, though,” he adds while burying his face into your hair.

A hand snaked back up to his hair, "You're a cute dad, you know?"

“Don’t know about that,” he huffs, but the sound is a little more embarrassed than usual, “you’re a great mom, though,” his lips slowly trails over the slope of your shoulder. “Our kids are lucky to have you.”

You finally turn your head around, twisting your slightly sore body so you would be able to face him, and you're careful not to splash the water or precious petals out of the tub.

Your hands finds his face, then your lips follow.

He makes a low noise of surprise, but it quickly morphs into a pleased hum as your lips meet his. He gives a gentle pull at your waist, guiding you to shift until you're straddling his lap.

His hands smooth over your body, large hands roaming down your waist to settle on your hips, holding you snugly in his lap.

"Hey," it's hard not to smile, especially when you know that Sylus is only like this for you.

Sylus chuckles, “hey back,” he murmurs, he still holds you steady, hands moving to your hips to keep you from wobbling, but he also moves a finger to lazily feel the strands of your hair between his fingertips.

"We were supposed to relax."

“You know how hard it is for me to relax while you’re in my lap?” he drawled.

You squint your eyes, "I can feel that, idiot."

“Oh, can you?” He grins, “mm, my apologies,” he sighs almost dramatically, “Guess I can’t help it, sweetie.”

Your pinch his cheeks playfully in return, "behave. we still might have to bake something for the twins."

Sylus’ lips turned down in an almost sulky look. The pinch actually makes him pout, something he would never admit to (that would take away from his big bad onychinus leader image.)

“I’ll behave.” he grumbles, “for now.”

"Be good. For now." you repeat.

Sylus raises an eyebrow, “I’m usually good,” his arms wraps around your waist again when he notices you leaning closer.

Your husband can be silly sometimes.

Your lips are on his skin, lazily whispering, "you bring me comfort."

He huffs a low laugh. but the way he’s holding you, he knows that you can hear the truth in his voice, even though he’s trying to sound sarcastic and witty. He knows that you could feel everytime he comforted you in a way.

He loves being your comfort. Being your safe place. Your anchor.

"But seriously I..." you rub your cheek against his shoulder, "you're everything."

“Mm,” he hums. likewise, he wanted to whisper.

You blink slowly, and Sylus can already see the telltale signs of your drowsiness, “you’re not allowed to fall asleep in the bath, honey.”

You lift your head up, "would you carry me out if I did?”

“Of course I would. ”

"Dry me? Clothe me comfortably?"

“Clothe you, tuck you into bed,” he hums, leaning back to grab the fluffy, soft towel he had prepared, and he brings it up to gently pat at your skin and hair.

“And get in bed with you,” he adds, his voice turning into a quiet murmur.

"Hold me tight?" you add on sleepily.

“Keep you safe, watch over you,” he carefully tries sitting you up, to carry you out so he could properly dry you.

You yawn, "and the kids..."

“I’d make sure they were okay, too. Then I’d crawl into bed with you, hold you while you slept.”

…

You wake up feeling surprisingly refreshed, and more importantly, well-rested. Sylus made sure you actually did sleep, and he held you through the night, just as he’d promised.

As your senses adjust, you’re first aware of the pleasant warmth seeping into your back. He’s pressed up against you, as close as possible, an arm slung lazily over your waist.

"Sy.." you were about to mumble, but you still listen to how deep in sleep he was, so you let him rest, even sacrificing his arm under your head. what a loving husband.

His breathing is steady and quiet behind you, and every so often—particularly if you start to move—he’ll tighten his hold on your waist, pulling you back snugly against him again.

"Sylus," you whisper, turning around slowly, carefully making sure not to bother him.

That is, until he feels the soft brush of your fingertips against his skin. It’s a barely-there touch, but it’s enough to stir him, he gives a low groan, lips giving a small frown as his half-lidded crimson eyes follow towards your hand.

You giggle quietly, he's so adorable when he frowns in his sleep like that.

“…What are you doing?” He asks with a slight morning rough voice.

"Watching you."

“You know that’s a little weird, right?” He pretends to be annoyed, but if he was fully awake, then you'd see those pink hued cheeks.

"Go back to sleep, honey." you peck his forehead before gently stroking his hair, as if trying to lull him back to sleep.

He’ll deny it, but he loves when you play with his hair.

This is his favorite way to wake up. To open his eyes and find you there, your hand running through his hair, fingers tracing his scalp.

He leans into your touch as he gives another low hum of contentment, the sound vibrating against your neck.

[ruubesz-draws]

Minus One meets Emi

Emi is fine... just shooked

[cakecavity]

TALL AND ANGRY WOMAN

(Disco Elysium inspired portrait for Carpenter)

regret not giving her any discerning silt-verses-ish symbols in this portrait but i love her anyway. her river overshadows her in the background and doubles as the floating willow/the wound tree, the deep red that typically represents anger/physical skills in DE also lies in her shadow. thank you discord people for coming up with a suitably disco name for her!

[arlevki]

Klapollo Week DAY 4: SOULMATES

Didn't have time to make a full piece but I still wanted to participate, so here's a quick comic!!

[xiaq]

B is so cute. He came to me, very serious, asking if we could talk. And then, equally serious, laid out a proposal for a trip to Costa Rica at a nice resort. The caveat was that the trip would cater specifically to pickleball-players. So he would be pickle-balling all morning every day of the trip, with optional afternoon play. And he hastened to tell me that he would still have lunch and dinner with me daily and that we could make afternoon plans most days, and that there were options for partners of players who didn’t pickle themselves, like massages and scuba diving and such.

And I was like. Hold the phone, my love. Are you saying you want to take me to a veritable paradise for a week in which the only planned part of my days are meals, and I’m otherwise free to swim in the ocean and lounge poolside while reading and writing and I don’t have to worry that I’m ignoring you because you’ll be occupied having fun with your nerdy sports friends?

And he was like “…yes?”

So anyway. I now have a writing retreat/reading vacation to look forward to that happens to coincide with B’s pickleball retreat.

[flowersforthemachines]

Rook Participates in Banter at the Lighthouse - Mod

You know how there are banters where Rook can talk, but for some reason Rook can only react to those banters in the field, and not at the Lighthouse despite standing in the companions' near proximity?

Well, with this mod, your Rook will always say their piece regardless of where they are!

Here is a small showcase:

Grab it from download link above (◕ᴗ◕✿)

[amatullaaaah]

Treat hardships like guests. You have to treat them well whether you like them or not. They don't remain in your home forever, they visit and then leave.

إِنَّ اللهَ مَعَ الصّٰبِرِيْنَ

Verily, Allah is with the patient

[bubbipond]

I swear to every god that there is that no one will ever be able to lie and tell me this isn’t one of gmmtv’s most beautiful bl’s. Not. A. Soul. And I’m not arguing in the comments so save it.

[geospiral]

Ivan’s intimacy level for Mizi being only 30% despite the two of them genuinely getting along due to Ivan feeling like he can’t properly connect to Mizi and lower his facade around her lest he shatter her innocent outlook of the world as well as her optimism. Obviously Ivan likes Mizi as a person, but he never really got to experience the kind of innocence that Mizi does before Alien Stage, and while that innocence and the optimism that comes from it draw other people towards her as a kind of beacon of hope like it does with Sua and Till, it just serves as a disconnect for Ivan. Despite believing that Till doesn’t care for him and knowing that Sua dislikes him, Ivan feels closer to the both of them and at liberty of showing a truer version of himself around them, probably glad that he’s found people either similar to him or that have also faced/seen some of the worst aspects of their world.

It's a shame that Ivan will never get to see the kind of person that Mizi's become during her time in the rebellion. After everything she's had to face, he'd probably feel more of a kinship toward her, and with Mizi choosing to fight for a better future for humanity, he probably would be proud of her.