#Listen I can explain

[khaoala]

If we go back to my place, can we continue what we left off at your studio the other day?

KHAOTUNG THANAWAT as BISON AECHITPOL episode 3 of THE HEART KILLERS

[aletterinthenameofsanity]

We Both Reached For the Gun, Chicago || Dead Boy Detectives (2024)

[prodotsukare]

DOESN'T HE KNOW THAT IS NOT HOT TO LOOK DESPERATED ⁉️⁉️

[daveythedaywalker]

So aaaah that fight was crazy huh?

[soupmanspeaks]

Parkour civ au where Michael has to choose between jumping for the remnant or jumping fir the agony (no one but his father jumped for the remnant 😔)

[the-monkeies-girl]

Super weird ask but do you have a song associated with noa

I have a few, but take these with a grain of salt because it's just what I've been listening to when writing recently LOL. I'll give a brief explanation next to each.

I'll Follow You - Shinedown. - Absolute inspiration for Noa x Human! Reader. Hits hard with the yearning. Literally from the first set of lyrics. Take me OUT. 'If I could find assurance To leave you behind I know my better half would fade.'

Bishops Knife Trick - Fall Out Boy. - I have no explanation I just really like this song and the bridge of the song reminds me of yearning, again. I'm weak in the knees. 'I'm sifting through the sand, sand, sand, sand Looking for pieces of broken hourglass Trying to get it all back Put it back together As if the time had never passed I know I should walk away, know I should walk away But I just want to let you break my brain And I can't seem to get a grip No, no matter how I live with it.'

A Secret Door - Avatar. - I'm listening to a lot of Avatar okay. Saw them last April and seeing them again in September and I'm just OBSESSED. Highly recommend. Ahem... My go to right now for Noa angst. You guys haven't seen anything yet. If you're an older follower of mine, you know two things. I am good at slow burns and then I'm GREAT at angst. :) 'I'm blown away Like a layer of dust on the floor Of the hall where we first met Trust was the first thing we lost that day.' Chimp Most Pit - Avatar. - I'm FUMBLING I CAN EXPLAIN PLEAS E I JUST REALLY HAVE BEEN FLirtin THE IDea of Noa being aggressive around when he's threatened or when he senses human reader in danger/threatened.

'They call it the chimp mosh pit They tear the fucking cage up The animals had more than enough Now they want to see blood Blood

In the jungle In outer space, I'm an animal On the rooftops Up in your face The creature that you helped create.'

[rhaemaya-valwynn]

Drunken Stupor- Dawnseekers Snippet

Here, I wanna share some of my writing. This is later in the Dawnseekers AU I'm working on right after Deathwing is defeated, Arthas (As the Lich King) and Varian celebrate and get plastered.'

Mathias Shaw gets to babysit them.

Shenanigans ensue.

Killing Deathwing was an achievement to be celebrated.

And by the Benevolence, Arthas was going to do so, even if it killed him.

Or made him alive again?

The world spun as he looked around in confusion at the thought. Arthas was dead, right? No... No... his heart was still beating when he took the- the thingy- the helm.

Yeah! The helm!

So that meant he was a living Lich King, right? A grunt escaped Arthas as he swirled the mug of ale he had in his grip, causing the ice inside to clink together as more confusion set in.

"Heeey, Var-Varian?" Arthas slurred heavily, his voice contorting in odd and slightly terrifying ways as his powers fluctuated due to his loss of self-control. His brother, not by blood, hummed from his own tankard next to him and leaned over.

"Yeaaah?" Varian finally answered, wiping the ale's foam from his mouth.

"Ammm I- alive?" Arthas asked. Something deep inside Arthas scoffed and began to tout off at him. He shoved it down easily, but it definitely wasn't happy about it.

Varian narrowed his eyes and thought deeply for a moment before saying: "Fuuuck man.... I'm just a warr-waaaarior king...I- don't know hooow that kinda stuff...works man..." The human king took another drink almost in condolence before raising it and shouting: "Anooother ale!"

"Maaaan, listen. You're my brother, okaay?" Varian slapped a hand on Arthas's shoulder; whether to balance himself or offer comfort, Arthas couldn't tell. A female Tauren came up to them and had to hold the tankard in Varian's hand to help balance it while they refilled it for them. A man peered over Varian's shoulder at the drink, inspecting it as the barkeep did her duty. "Since weee're both kings.... I say, lets declaree you alive. That waay, no one can say otherwise! Who's gooing to stop us???"

The man was rolling his eyes, his hands twitching to reach up and pinch the bridge of his nose.

Mathias Shaw was painfully sober, having to babysit Varian who was clearly painfully drunk. The man didn't get paid enough for this. Sniffing at the drink, the Tauren opened her hands and performed the routine; having been the one to fill Varian's cups throughout the night, she had become familiar with Shaw's pickiness.

Arthas returned his attention down at Varian and spent a moment recounting his words before a look of shock and awe covered his face, "That's brilliant....Why didn't I think of that- beforee?"

"Because, I'm the smaart one," Varian gave him a wolfish grin, which made Shaw groan in disdain as his king pulled the approved tankard back and downed half of it in one go.

"If you die from alcohol poisoning, I swear to the Light I'm dragging your ass back here so you can at least suffer the hangover!" Mathias snarled under his breath, folding his arms when his king ignored his complaints.

Someone came up behind him and lightly tapped their tankard against the back of Arthas's chest plate. He turned around and made eye contact with a Draenei paladin who sheepishly grinned at him and waved.

Oh, right. He had agreed to let people chill their ale on him.

Arthas offered a smile and waved back. Was that a female or male Draenei? he wondered to himself as they left, lifting the chilled tankard with a cheer. Their friends clamoured in shock and clapped in excitement as they took their seat.

Something inside Arthas's head screamed at him again. It made him flinch and try to cover his eyes for a moment, which was hard since he still had the damned helmet on. Its words were vipers behind his eyelids as it pushed against the confines of his body, making Arthas groan for a moment in pain.

Someone plopped down next to him with a cheery: "Okay, I'm back! Did I miss anything?" Arthas's neck snapped to look down at the beautiful blonde-haired woman who was now beside him.

"Let's see, they arm wrestled, broke several tables and chairs when Arthas won, argued about who owns the best horse...dead or alive... and just got done having an existential crisis." Shaw recited, looking at the woman with a controlled gaze.

Varian swayed and waved at the lady with a wink before flipping Arthas off with a teetering laugh, "And I wooulda won if you weeeren't....damned?" he seemed confused at the statement but decided it wasnt worth the effort and downed another gulp of ale.

Something about that made Arthas mad. Really mad. But for the life of him, or death of him, he couldn't quite place a finger on it. She seemed familiar like the skin on his own body, but by the Benevolence he couldn't remember where it all came from. Something told Arthas she was his heart, outside his body and moving around like some spell over him.

The voice inside his head was practically dripping in unholy energy as it serrated the walls of its containment. But when the woman gave a worried look at him, it fell immediately into silence. "Oh, I'm sorry Shaw. I got...sidetracked getting Arthas his beer."

"For an hour?" the SI:7 agent growled.

"Paladins found me..." she commented as she filled Arthas's mug. Another surge of anger filled him as the voice let out a guttural snarl and some choice words about paladins.

"Fuuuck thoose paladins!" Varian yelled a bit too loud. "Alwaaays butting into shit that isn't theeeirs to butt into..."

Inside the voice grumbled in agreement with the human king, but Arthas was too fixated on the lady to pay attention to why. "You're the prettieeest woman I've evveeer seeen..." Arthas blurted out, his face feeling hotter by the second as he blushed profusely.

The woman looked at him for a minute before letting out the most beautiful laugh he'd ever heard. If Arthas hadn't been sitting already, he would've fallen over. "Oookaaay, let's slow down a bit on the ale there dear," She reached over and worked her fingers between his in a subtle trick to get his tankard away.

"Whaatsss yoourr naame?" Arthas asked as she let go of his hand and stepped back to scoot the ale far from his reach. He leaned closer, tilting his head side to side in an attempt to observe her better.

She laughed again and smiled at him before patting the back of his hand, "It's Scillea, dear." Arthas practically swooned at her fearless touch, let alone hearing her name.

The voice inside was full of fury, and its words practically dug into his skull. 'Do not tell me you got SO fucking drunk you forgot about SCILLEA?!'

As Arthas began to process that comment, Shaw scoffed behind him and made a nasty remark about: "He's so piss ass drunk, can't even recognize his own wife..." Even Varian was giving him a confused look, one that said: 'Really?'

It all clicked at once, and he straightened up in shock, "...YOU'RE MY WIFE?" Arthas nearly shouted. She didn't even flinch at how terrifying his voice sounded, though a good half of the room turned to look at him in worry, but Arthas couldn't stop himself from continuing: "HOOLY SHIIT, HOOW LOONG HAAVE WE BEEEN MARRIED?" Scillea and Varian burst into loud, boisterous laughter at his comment.

Varian pounded the table to try and catch his breath, "You druuunk idiooot!" he howled in delight. Shaw wasn't impressed and finally pinched the bridge of his nose as the sight of the gaggle he was in charge of.

"Light, Benevolence, anything willing to listen. Give me strength..."

Placing a hand over her heart, Scillea continued to laugh till she had to put a hand on the table to steady herself as she crowed. Wiping tears from her eyes, Scillea coughed several times before looking up at her husband, who was clearly in utter bliss just listening to her. "About nine years, my love."

"Nine years!?" Arthas was on cloud nine, the lich flame of his eyes burning bright as torches in excitement. She suppressed a giggle to the best of her abilities and nodded at him. "Godsdamn! I-Have we kissed yet?"

A sputtering cough came from Varian, who had tried to drink more ale, leaving him coughing and gasping for air before he could finally let out a howl of delight as he pounded the table. "Virgin Arthas! Virgin Arthas!" the human king chanted, making Arthas blush in embarrassment, though he felt deep inside that wasn't a truthful comment.

[anonumber123]

currently falling in love with danganronpa all over again because i finally get to play the games after 6 and a half years and to celebrate, i shall post this makoto furry abomination i call fanart that i made when I was 14 because i embrace cringe

[magbay]

[cipher-zoo]

I always make a "big deal" about talking about this tragic song fits character a and that heartbreaking song is about character b...

As if I don't think of Legally Blonde of all things, when I see Helmeppo

[prmafrost]

Yall prolly already noticed,

[hittter]

kicks ur door down

[viridian-vulpes]

Me: I don’t have an obsession with butterflies. What are you talking about?

Also me: You’re wearing a butterfly shirt. And a butterfly hat. And you spent nearly 80 dollars on a butterfly display.

Me: …I see your point.

[practicingbushiho]

Trying to illustrate Yugiri's weird perverted thoughts in this comic makes me feel like i've turned drawing Hien into a race to the bottom, and I am winning.

[lichedits]

INFINITY NIKKI — meeting tan youyou

[clefadrylcorner]

Obsessed with lovers and piners calling the object of their affections their best friend. Like yessss blur the lines between platonic and romantic love. show how important they are to you in a multifaceted way. Cover up your feelings with another kind of love that is just as true. One type of love does not negate the other and but tragedy can rip both out from under you single handedly, and it will hurt so much more that way. Losing a friend and a lover. Gaining both and not needing any labels for what they are. Using labels but having it be so much more than a title. Were they friends before they were lovers? Or were they lovers whose friendship grew inside of their love? Unclear! Who cares!