#THEY!!!!!

[nocityfolk]

[ comfort ] before a big performance, sender comforts receiver and reassures them they'll be amazing

@lunarfey & PROMPTS FOR ROCKSTARS, ACTORS, AND CELEBRITIES !!

it never gets easier. the pressure, the performing, jesse's manager trying to hurry him out onto a stage before the audience gets tired of waiting. let them, he nearly wants to say, but they're here for him, for doggone, for the music he's dreamt his entire childhood of sharing, and he owes them. owes them for all of this— the least he can do is go out there, act like his own songs don't hurt, & pretend like his shaky nerves aren't diminishing his guitar playing. (put in that effort even if his hands shake. even if his heart breaks.)

the one salve— or, really, jesse's saving grace— is luna. the instant relaxation of shoulders he's tensed too long once he spots the familiar gold of his hair gives way to a truth he isn't quite ready to confess to; that this 'friendship' of theirs is growing roots elsewhere, & neither have the guts to admit it to themselves, or to each other. it doesn't matter that the sole thing that settles the spike of nausea he gets before every performance sways to near-nothingness the second he sees luna, or that simply thinking of them offers a pleasant distraction from reality.

doesn't matter that all the while their hands are reaching to grasp his hunched shoulders, her eyes are boring intentionally into his, that he drops his gaze to her mouth and swallows almost loud enough to hear. doesn't matter that he asked him to be here & she showed, or that he wasn't surprised to see her because part of him knew they'd show up, that she was aware of how much this performance meant to him and just how nervous he'd be.

"amazing", they say— like that doesn't make him worry. so many people calling him great and no one knows the sheer reality of what he's like before a show, that he chews his nails down to nothing & gnaws the inside of his cheeks, that he paces until he's sure he's put a hole in his boot. but luna knows, because luna's there. how often has the time come when he's nervous before a show, and suddenly they're with him, like being bathed in sunlight when she smiles. & he wants to settle into the warmth she provides like he couldn't possibly live without it, and isn't sure how he ever possibly did.

janky nerves briefly loosened, lips carefully parted to inhale a smooth breath that hitches. this close to luna, his hands on jesse's shoulders & one of her thumbs brushing ever so slightly along the slope of jesse's neck. briefly, jesse wonders if luna can feel the quickening of his pulse, can hear the frantic beating of his heart, can read the singular thought responsible for both. kiss them... but jesse is too polite, too restrained. he merely offers her a smile, moving a hand to tuck hair behind their ear, letting his touch linger achingly so.

‘‘— now, what would i do without you?’’ he murmurs, smile softening. ‘‘seriously. i'm genuinely askin'. i can't even imagine tryin'ta get through any of this had you not been here, lun.’’

[awakefor48hours]

I'm having Willuz thoughts again.

[chaossuta]

Bailey and Avery test prints are here! Taking them out 🥳✨

(Also the merch is in process now! 🙌)

[oh-no-its-bird]

I know you've been feeling down. I whipped out a little thing, based on your cute Hashirama and baby Tobirama drawing, I hope you'll like it :)

Tobirama-chan felt both heavy and light on his lap. Light, sure, he was but a baby after all! Shaped like a sizeable bag of rice still made him weigh not much more than a said bag of rice. However, he was growing at a rate that even a growing prepubescent like Hashirama found extraordinary. He swore that three months ago his baby Otouto was not this big, not this... filled out, soft and practically beaming with warmth.

With back pressing to Hashirama's chest, his Otouto was practically sitting on his own. Just a dozen of weeks ago Hashirama was beaming, watching as his baby brother finally managed to get his big, heavy head off of the cushions. Now, if Hashirama were to let him go, maybe Tobirama wouldn't topple over. Not that Hashirama was planning on letting him go!

"You're going to become such an excellent shinobi, Tobirama-chan!" Hashirama chirped, watching as his baby brother worked his mouth around a chew toy. Otousan explained it was so that Tobirama-chan could go through his teething phase more comfortably, especially with the Hatake blood so strong within him. But frankly, Hashirama appreciated it just on the basis of making Tobirama-chan look even more adorable. His big, red eyes stared curiously around, gluing themselves to whatever captivated his baby mind at the very moment. He looked so serious, it was heart melting!

"OHH! Look at you!" he wrapped his arms around Tobirama-chan, squishing him closer. Hashirama was never going to let him go.

THIS IS SO CUTE???? I LOVE IT!! THANK U SM IM HOLDING IT SO SOFTLY IN MY HANDS RN WEEPING

And then they grew up to be healthy happy bois and nothing bad every happened to anyone the end

[bromcommie]

cunt serving 101

[stinastar]

Edwin is killed and sucked into hell all in one go. Spends 70 years there before he manages to escape, then straight from that he comes across Charles. And COMFORTS HIM WHILE HE DIES NBD. And then Charles never leaves his side. They have only lived this existence with each other. It has literally always been the two of them together. For everything. For 30 years. They don’t know that existence without the other. Just. Feeling so normal about it 🤡

[hoziersong]

as long as bobby nash and athena grant are alive love is real

[beantothemax]

They were sure she had come from the same portals the monsters kept emerging from. How else could a kid be in a place like this?

She had fainted at the sight of a three headed demon hound. Eirika and Seth agreed it best to bring her to the nearest village to Valni and interrogate her when she woke up.

The questioning proved fruitless, though. All this 'Trucy' could do was express confusion at the fact she was no longer in "California".

"Do you at least remember how you got here?" Eirika asked.

The girl thought for only the briefest moment before a great smile lit up her face, "Daddy was helping me practice a dissappearing act! I think it worked too well."

"Dissappearing act?"

"I'm a magician!"

Whatever was up with this girl, Eirika and Seth did not have the time to figure out. They took to the war tent, engaging in yet another boring conversation with Innes about their next course of action.

Trucy took to wandering around the campsite. All these people with odd clothes sat, talked and recovered from their latest battle. Not everyone, though.

"You!" an incredibly confident voice said.

It reminded Trucy of how Apollo would shout in court, but somehow more confident. No pathetic chords of steel could ever match this sprightly girl's laugh.

"Me!?" Trucy asked.

"Yes, you!" the girl quickly approached, "You look absolutely splendid! Do tell me what magnificent name accompanies your wonderful appearance!"

"I'm Trucy!"

The girl smiled at the name, "How delightful! My name is L'arachel, you'd do well to remember it. Anyway, I overheard you telling our dear Eirika that you're a magician?"

"Yes!" Trucy beamed, "I specialize in dissappearing magic!"

She needed only the simplest of descriptions to attract a small crowd. A group of at least ten sat on the ground before her, eager to see the skills she had boasted of.

"Thank you all for gathering today!" she smiled.

"WOOO!" the "crowd" cheered.

"Thank you, thank you. Ahem, now look here. With powers granted to me by a monster energy drink I had a few hours ago and a youtube video I like, I will use this cape and wand to make the lovely lady L'arachel dissappear!"

Trucy had really nailed her stage voice, everyone gasped. They all held their breaths as she lifted the cape to hide L'arachel. The girls exchanged a smile.

"And now... Abracadabra!" Trucy smiled.

She tore the cape away, expecting an empty spot of grass where L'arachel stood mere moments ago, instead...

"... This isn't the courthouse," a horribly familiar voice muttered.

"DADDY!?" Trucy cried.

"Oh, hey Trucy!" Phoenix smiled, "Where are we?"

"It's a long story- Where is L'arachel?!"

"Who?"

- Elsewhere -

"Mr. Wright! The trial begins in three minutes. You won't win any favors by being late to your murder trial!" Apollo pounded on the bathroom door.

He sighed in relief when the key turned in the lock, the door slowly opening, but it wasn't Phoenix's face he saw.

"Wh-who are you!?" Apollo screamed.

L'arachel shrieked with joy, taking Apollo's hands in hers as she danced and danced, "Trucy's dissappearing spell worked!"

DBSHSJJSHXHSBDHXHSHXHS!!!!!!!!! TRUCY DOING A STAGE SHOW FOR THE ARMY!!!!!! L’ARACHEL BEING SOSO EXCITED TO BE A PART OF IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! L’ARACHEL BEING IN PHOENIX’S MURDER TRIAL!!!!! PIE IM GOING TO EXPLODE!!!!!!!!!!!! THE SILLIES!!!!!!!!

l’aracahel could do a better job defending phoenix than phoenix could tbh. I believe in her….

[i-write-shakespeare-not-disney]

I had to ask for a quick break at work to recover from these im!!!!!!!!!!

This is so reassuring and wonderful and it made my day thank you thank you thank you♡♡♡

[sarah-yyy]

give me 30eps of feng yasong and doudou!!

[binch-i-might-be]

Nines and Gavin have SUCH insane chemistry I'm frothing at the mouth

[louferrignojrofficial]

that smile though!! — https://x.com/starfishbaby202/status/1726059673147867554?s=46

he’s like this 😁

[nalle]

[onlinejim]

ok. that's it. that's the end of me i think.

[i-write-shakespeare-not-disney]

I just saw this bookmark and I'm sobbing skfjfjfjfj I love ♡

[xbuster]