#LOVED THIS ONE

[shih-na]

GRRR REUNICLUS IN A JESTER HAT ‼️‼️

They're so silly

[herewegobebe]

KEY The 2nd Mini Album 'Good & Great' | Work Week : Thursday [He's doing it for them 🐕‍🦺🐩 😭💞]

[hogans-heroes]

Next prompt drabble!

From anon: Bucky being even more attracted to Buck when he sees him being smart and Buck being all bashful in return.

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Bucky reread the same sentence in his dog-eared book for what must have been the hundredth time, but how was he supposed to pay attention with Gale on the other side of the room, coaching one of the guys in his math class in that low, calm cadence of his, shifting a toothpick in his mouth with a furrow of concentration in his brow? Gale’s fingers steadily gripped the pencil, every moment focused and sure, and it stirred something in Bucky and took his breath away.

Gale glanced up at Bucky, then did a double take, brow furrowing more and lips twitched in that cute way when he got confused at what Bucky was doing. Bucky didn’t try to hide the blatant staring or the adoration he was sure was all over his face, and Gale raised an eyebrow before returning to the paper.

Bucky bit his lip and shifted in his seat. He wanted nothing more than to climb over the table, plant himself in Gale’s lap and kiss him senseless, but of course Gale was oblivious to all else when there was math or physics or interplanetary-whatever in front of him. Was Bucky jealous of a piece of paper? Maybe. 

He pouted for a while, zoning out at his own book without really reading it until the slam of a door indicated the others had finished their study session. The room was empty and Gale was still seated, gathering papers into a stack, and Bucky was across the room in two strides. 

He lifted Gale’s chin and sank into the deepest kiss he could remember giving—gentling, pouring, worshiping—and when he broke away after a small eternity Gale blinked up at him with a stunned glaze in his wide eyes. The light blue and flecks of gray that only Bucky ever got close enough to see sparkled in the lamplight and Bucky felt like drowning again. Gale swallowed, slowly going pliant and relaxed in Bucky’s grip.

“What was that about?” he rasped, hands drifting over Bucky’s sides. The deep languid tone sent shivers down Bucky’s spine and he dove in again—devouring, opening up—until Gale’s arms snaked around him and pulled him into his lap without breaking the kiss. Finally Bucky pulled back first, his racing heart increasing the need for air. 

“You’re brilliant, you know that?” Bucky breathed, and a little puffed laugh escaped Gale’s lips. His cheeks were pink, and when he tried to duck away Bucky caught him again.

[alwayspining]

Kissing scenes in Perfect Propose (2024) l dir. Tadaaki Hôrai

[inkstainedhandswithrings]

TBB S3 Ep 5 Thoughts!!

Love Omega’s new outfit

Batcher hanging out with Cross then, I see

Cross is like the dad who continuesly goes “NO PET” and then when you do get a pet they’re suddenly besties

“ITS ECHO” “perfect”

Ah, the duality of man

Love how there’s no end to this dynamic

“What? No hug for me?” “That depends how good your intel is.”

LOVE Echo matching Cross’s causal sass

These two are gonna push against each other a lot huh?

Yanno, given all the promo material, I was kinda expecting Rex to be with Echo when he arrived (hoping phi, the word is hoping.) (she’s delulu.)

“Especially without Tech” 😭😭😭😭

No surprise reactions from Cross through. Means he already knows.

But also, Cross coming in with the solve <3

Is Hunter,,,, JEALOUS??? of the fact that Omega is spending so much time with Cross? Like that SIDEYE when they walked past each other on the platform

Like, God forbid Omega spent time with the member of the squad who everybody is always suspicious of and spends the most time alone

BUT ALSO!!!

“Don’t hold it against him. His only worried about you.” CROSS YOU BIG ‘OL SOFTY!!!

“I’m older than you are, little brother.”

THE CHUCKLE

AND WRECKER GIVING BACK CROSS’S ARMOUR AAAAAAAHHHH

oooohhh the girls are fighting

“Hey, kill each other later.” SIR THE WAY I CACKLED BYE ✋🏻

“He started it.” Sir, are you 5?

MAYDAY’S HELMET

Echo not wanting Omega to see the straight up Bitch fight between Hunter and Cross

TELL HIM CROSSHAIR!!!!!

Jesus Christ, fucking finally

I wrote a post at some point about Cross becoming the mirror held up to Hunter in which he can view his own shortcomings because of his adamant refusal to change AND ITS HAPPENING

“I risked everything to send you that message and you ignored it.” THIS

Hunter’s mistrust in Cross played a big part in Omega getting captured, but also ofc Cross thinks the message was fully ignored, because no one came to save him either

Also Cross just not hiding anymore that he’s always cared for Omega too I LOVE

Love how quick they put that plan together

Batch is Batching :) (almost) (Tech, my love, come back)

“We’ll try to dig through.” “You’ll try?” “Glad you heard me properly.” I AM WHEEZING

Cross patting Batcher

BIG ‘OL SOFTY

Say did Hunter abandon the bandana for a god damn leather strap

wtf

Cross and Hunter walking back to base side by side, when the last time Cross was walking back to this base was with Mayday dying in his arms🥺

Wrecker hugging them both

AAAAAHHH

“See? They always work it out. And I don’t even see any blood this time.”

EXCUSE ME??

i am worried.

Blood??

Was typical??

Jesus Christ

Don’t know how much I appreciate Hunter getting on a high horse and giving Cross advice

Bird flying away from Cross After always being with him on that base, like the shadows of his past leaving his life, now that this period of his life is over (also sun setting, signifying the day is over)

Good symbolism yes

Okokok good episode! Tbh I thought “The Return” would be Echo’s permanent return to the Batch, but narratively that wouldn’t’ve made sense for him anyway. And I am LOVING the fact that it is actually Crosshair’s return to the turning point in his life, followed by his full return to the batch. Like yeah, last ep they re-met, but he hadn’t fully arrived until the end of this episode and GAAAAHHH I love it!

Also the dialogue is just totally A1 chefs kiss mwah this season (or maybe I just appreciate sarcasm)

Loved this one!! Would love to tag Saturn and Steph because I wanna see their thoughts of Echo being back but idk if they’ve seen the ep already and I don’t wanna spoil them so,,, idk guys if you see this hmu lol

[all-rock-and-roll-is-homosexual]

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[marypickfords]

The Delicious Little Devil (Robert Z. Leonard, 1919)

[eco-lite]

My unedited thoughts on volume 2!

“The Cat’s Eye of Insight”

* I really have such little patience for the obnoxious stuck-up child trope. Even if the kid is legitimately troubled. Sorry, Hajime.

* “Whenever I was near Richard, I kept finding that all the things I’d locked away deep in my heart just started spilling out” (32). Uh huh. 🥲

* “And why is my brain so much more talented at coming up with awful scenarios than good ones?” (39). Great question, I’d love to ask my brain the same thing.

* Lots of hints that we’ll be seeing more sides of Richard in this volume!

“The Fighting Garnet”

* Why is Richard turning into Sherlock Holmes right now?

* NOT Richard implying that he and Seigi are soul mates! 😭

* Really interesting exploration of how in some peoples’ eyes, the more beauty a person has, the less human they are—the less they must be treated with respect. Similar to how people feel they have more rights to celebrities’ personal lives and bodies because they are in the public eye. It seems like Richard had experienced a lot of violation in his life. In this regard, Seigi is dehumanizing Richard all the time. But I think this story finally has him realizing why his words bother Richard so much.

* “Now, maybe this was just me making assumptions here, but I can’t imagine there were a lot of women in the world, let alone in Japan, who would particularly enjoy being called warriors. I think being called ‘lady’ or ‘princess’ would probably land with more women in general” (95). Seigi, my sweet summer child. You have no idea. What is this, Ouran Highschool Host Club? I think most women today would love to be called a warrior—women fight every fucking day to exist as we are. As Richard said, to live is to fight!

“The Dance of the Emeralds”

* Richard, you are way too lenient when it comes to sweets…

* I’m starting to think that most people aren’t actually that effected by Richard’s beauty—it’s just Seigi. He keeps mentioning how beautiful Richard is even when he’s frowning or doing mundane things. I think that’s just Seigi’s attraction to him as a person.

* “She had the vibe of someone who’d just come running from a construction site” (131). Literally what??

* I really glad that Seigi genuinely appreciates who Tanimoto is as a person, with all her nuances and cute habits.

* Crazy how Seigi says the wildest romantic shit to Richard and is like “huh, what?” But when he says the same kind of thing to Tanimoto he’s gets all flustered and nervous.

* Not Tanimoto thinking Seigi has feelings for literally everyone besides her. 😭

* This story has taken such a turn omg. We’re into drug smuggling and money laundering now?! This really is turning into Sherlock Holmes.

* I don’t even know what to say about Richard eating the caramels out of Seigi’s hand. That’s just normal fodder for them by now.

* Richard fishing for compliments now?? “‘You look perfect like you always do. The most beautiful man in the whole world is standing in front of me.’ The woman behind the counter suddenly started coughing really loud. Maybe she had a cold” (180). And then Richard hurried away into the theater. Like??? You can’t act so shameless and then get embarrassed, Richard!

* Ahh, Richard, you’re too self-sacrificing. Way to end on a sad note.

“The Opal of Reunion”

* “‘The universe has a way of bringing people together when it’s meant to be’” (196). Richard, you sentimental shit. (And NOT Seigi reusing that line on Hase omg.)

* Wow, Richard was right on to suspect Seigi had a crush on his karate classmate. I mean, we were all thinking it. But Seigi! You can actually admit to yourself that you had a crush on your male classmate?! Biggest character growth! Not that he knows how to explain it to Richard, though.

* 🥹🥹🥹 Richard waiting for Seigi because he knew Seigi would be disappointed in Hase after their confrontation. 🥹🥹🥹 Richard playing Finnish death metal so Seigi can cry in peace. 🥹🥹🥹 Richard taking Seigi out for sushi at a fancy hotel. 🥹🥹🥹 Richard telling Seigi to live in the moment instead of ruminating on depressing times in the past. 🥹🥹🥹 Richard letting them split the check so Seigi doesn’t have to be reminded of his relationship with Hase. I’m so happy that both Seigi and us readers get to see this side of Richard—“comfort mode.”

* “…in the end, the only thing I have power over is what I decide to do. Otherwise, I’m just going to cause myself a lot of unnecessary pain” (215). Yeahhh I felt this hard. I struggle with this a lot.

“The Serendipity of Euclase”

* Awww Richard, don’t be ashamed of your pudding fail. Please keep blushing though, that’s fucking adorable.

* His little swaying with joy. 🥹

* SEIGI you cannot in one moment say “we’re just boss and employee,” and in the next moment say “‘we were kinda like a cute married couple, huh?’”! Stop playing with Richard’s emotions!!

[stellagibs0ns]

If you’re still up for Bedannibal prompts- could you do Bedelia being super comforting/nurturing towards their daughter in a time of need (nightmare? Minor injury? Illness?) and Hannibal looking on with heart eyes at their interaction?

Bonus points if they have a convo about how Bedelia previously felt she would be cruel rather than kind towards weakness. Many thanks!!

omg LOVE this so much <3 and i will always want to write mom bedelia

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The low light of the room casts tall, dark shadows across the lavender walls. A wheezy cough crackles through the silence, followed by gentle, motherly shushing.

“Drink, baby,” Bedelia says gently, holding the glass of water to the lips of her three year old. “Slowly. That’s it.”

Her daughter is feverish, shivering. Coughing and sniffling. She’s tucked up in bed with the curtains drawn and her night light casting stars across the room.

Bedelia presses a cool hand to her child’s forehead, and purses her lips.

“Mama…” the girl whines, clutching at her mother’s robe. She’s weak, vulnerable, and it breaks Bedelia’s heart to know that she can only do so much. Only so much medicine, only so much water. She cannot take this away from her, despite it being nothing more than a cold.

“I know, darling,” she says, shifting closer onto the bed and cradling her girl to her body. Her blonde hair is sticking to her forehead, and Bedelia smooths it back and presses a soft kiss to the feverish skin. “The medicine will work soon. Be brave for me.”

The child nestles into her mother’s side, another wheezing cough cracking through the air. She has to remind herself that she’s doing what she can. She trusts her husband and his medical knowledge. She understands that it’s a simple cold. And yet there’s nothing she can do to stop the way her heart heaves with worry.

This child is her life. It’s her duty to protect her, to adore her. Above that, it’s instinct. There is nothing she would not do for her daughter. Nothing in the world.

A creak from the door draws her from her thoughts, and she glances up to see Hannibal. He’s watching over the two of them. The way she cradles their young girl. His eyes are fond and shining, but he doesn’t intrude — he understands how she values her independence, her instincts as a mother.

Quiet breaths come from beside Bedelia, their daughter having fallen into a twitchy sleep. She doesn’t imagine she’ll sleep much tonight. Not when she has a child to tend to. However, that’s never been much of a chore to her, and she doubts it ever will be.

Hannibal cocks his head, a silent question.

Bedelia quietly removes herself from the toddler’s bed, careful not to wake her. She presses a gentle kiss to the girl’s forehead once again, and lingers for just a moment as she watches the way her eyelashes flutter against her rosy cheeks. A familiar ache settles in her chest.

She slips from the room, leaving the door ajar.

“How is she?” Hannibal asks, his voice steady and low.

“Still feverish. Fussy, but she’ll sleep for an hour or two,” Bedelia says, clearing her throat.

A pause rests between them for a moment.

“You make an excellent mother, Bedelia.”

Something passes over her face, and she wordlessly rests her cheek against her husband’s shoulder.

“I had imagined you as a mother many times. The idea, however pleasing, was always abstract,” Hannibal explains. “Until, of course, you brought our child into the world. And it was more stunning than I could’ve possibly imagined.”

A silence.

“I was never maternal,” she says finally.

“No, perhaps not. I recall you once told me that cruelty is often less troublesome than caring for another. That it will save a great amount of pain. And yet, I’ve never seen somebody care so deeply for their child. What do you make of that?”

She stiffens in his arms for a moment, before reminding herself he means well. He’s curious, by nature.

“That didn’t necessarily extend to…every situation. I believe, at the time, I had my…aversions. To your relationship with Will Graham.”

She can’t see his face, but she can tell his expression changed.

“You spoke out of envy?”

“Partially, yes,” Bedelia replies. “However, it was partially true. Caring is not always an advantage, and, at the time, I believed it would land me in an…unsavoury position. It wasn’t so much guidance as it was reflection.”

Another beat of silence.

“Do you believe you’ve changed?”

She lets out a short, breathy laugh.

“I carried our child for almost nine months. And God knows she wants for nothing. As though I could deny her. I’d like to believe I’ve changed, and I’d like to believe for the better. That girl is my life. And I would stop at nothing to keep her safe, happy.”

Hannibal draws her back a moment, his hand resting on her cheek.

“Motherhood is treating you very kindly, Bedelia,” he says, his voice thick with adoration. “Very kindly, indeed.”

He presses a kiss to her forehead, as she did to their child.

“Rest for an hour. I’ll keep an eye on her.”

[dimensionwarp]

Arttober Day one: Pumpkin

Honestly had a lot of fun with this one, finally used clip studio paint for the first time and popped this out !!

[inquisimer]

OC in Three

Post three pictures or images you feel relate to a character. They can be face claims, famous artworks, photos, or anything you think fits the Vibe™

thank you for the tag @shivunin! I love the Vibes™️and this was a great excuse to dig through ye old pinterest aesthetic boards :3 under a cut, as Too Many OCs strikes again, lol

tagging forward to: @leggywillow | @rosella-writes | @plisuu | @kiastirling-fanfic | and @dragon--sage

Solona Amell

Neria Surana Lavellan

Ariya Tabris

Siobhan Hawke

Acacia Trevelyan

Sari Mahariel

Léan Hawke

Nika Brosca

Ember Cousland

[waitingforthesunrise]

how would you define love?

or is love undefinable?

or how would you describe love?

or is love indescribable?

you see, it is a mystery

and the simplest thing imaginable. our very evasion

whispers of our deepest longing.

the universe in spun on threads of love. (we try to sever the strands

a useless endeavor. it can never be broken.)

love is all of these things -- undefinable

indescribable, infinite. but the truth remains:

the cosmos could be an operatic nightmare and still my heart

would beat faster at the brush of your hand.

we can never describe the essence of love.

we can only hope to capture it; casting nets

over space-time and sorrow.

your hands, your smile, your hair.

is not the world written in love?

star and spider. mineral and monster.

we have found a way to love all these things

begging ourselves to believe we are not unlovable.

we know we can never explain it fully.

but the joy is in the trying. the poets will sing

of the quiet music in a heartbeat.

the geologists will praise

the glory of a stalactite.

the world is spun of love

it will never be contained.

[moonofiron]

Do this picrew

Thanks for the tag @flderwin

Tagging: @lanuitmarche-avecmoi @blog-de-segunda @requiemz @ghvsts @c4pricunt @killashi @sleepy-vix @chaos-night + anyone else who wants to do this

[sevikasleftpussyflap]

Back on my Annoying Bish Hours tm-

Just like, the Reader trying to learn magic (like sleight of hand magic, that kind of shit) for fun, only to realize that she can use it to annoy Sevika, and WEAPONIZING IT.

I'm envisioning just HOURS of the Reader doing "is this your card" to Sevika while going through every single card in the fucking deck.

Going "hey I can make your drink disappear," doing some handwavey bullshit, then chugging it when Sevika's rolling her eyes like "it didn't fucking work, idiot"

Or pulling the "is this your card" trick, but Sevika tries to circumvent it by saying "yes," only for the Reader to do that trick where you make the cards explode out of your hand into their face before running off.

(Bonus points if the Reader finds a way to include smacking Sevika's ass into her "magic trick process.")

Poor, poor Sevika

Before she realized it was to fuck with her, I think she would try to be supportive at first. You have a new hobby? Good, maybe you'll have less time to drive her up the wall- oh, it's to irritate her

Sevika would do that thing you do to kids to make them think you're listening. "Oh really? wow, cool. Uh-huh. Oh, wow. Hm."

Once she catches on to your scheme it's "get the fuck out of my face."

She wouldn't even be able to play her card games because you're using her deck

"Babe let me just do one more I'll get it this time-"

Would 'accidentally' slap the deck out of your hand during a trick

With a charming smile, you flourish one of Sevika's coins between your fingers. "You should really start cleaning behind your ears-" "Don't use my money for that bullshit." Her belonging is harshly snatched from your grasp, thrown back into the pile swarming the table. A kiss on her cheek has her showing teeth, snarling in a way that isn't unlike a dog.

If you really wanted to get under her skin, you'd enlist Jinx's help. The teen wouldn't miss a chance to infuriate Sevika for the world

Of course, she's a wild cannon and conveniently doesn't inform you of her plan to gas Sevika, kidnap, and tie her to a chair for a generous front row seat to your show

"Jinx." You scold gently. "This wasn't what I-" "And for our next trick, we'll saw the ogre in half!" "The fuck you will, brat. We'll see how that goes for you-"

Silco would fall victim to your antics once Jinx is involved. She probably went through a magic phase herself and he just chimes in "Ah, I know that one."

He's actually watching intently, it's a little unnerving

Say you actually put in effort to get the "Is this your card?" trick right. When you guess correctly Sevika will get you back by lying

"No. You suck at this." It's a struggle for Sevika to keep her lips still as your face contorts into pure confusion. "Wha- yes it is!" "No." You frantically search the deck until you see her shoulders shaking.

There's one trick she'd actually enjoy. It involves you making a certain toy disappear~

"Oh, I like this one."

[yeyinde]

Out of the men, Alejandro and Price are brat tamers. they'll fuck the brattiness out of you

that is all 🤭

Price loves the challenge to his authority. Loves when you try to undermine him. Sometimes, he gets a little irritated, though - esp if you push too far.

Alejandro loves it. All of it. Loves the fire in you. It makes him grin, wide and feral, each time.

[derogatoryapparently]

9x5 Dog Dean Afternoon