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[suiheisen]

the h in nhl stands for homoerotic

bonus intricate rituals:

[lainalit]

Azriel in his bonus chapter💀

artists: lucien: mftfernandez | azriel: dominiquewesson

[albino-parakeet]

Skytober Day 9 Moth (Eoraptor)

My other Skytober drawings

[tomorrowxtogether]

240110 Circle Chart Music Awards 2023 ©news1

[lemon-wedges]

inching my way into completing this patreon gift. honestly all thats really left is to edit my last snake and him together. if i wanna be real fancy add a little more shading. but thats gonna take some time, so for now heres the ota to the sune

Full on my patreon

[loonavrsl]

231229 Genius Korea "Best K-Pop B-Sides of 2023": Heejin - "Video Game" at #23 and ODD EYE CIRCLE - "Je Ne Sais Quoi" at #15

Source: Genius

[sillygooseassociation]

Infirmary Room Confessions

A/N: Hey y'all! I used to be active on tumblr (a different blog for a different fandom) eons ago and have recently just been lurking in the background on this one. However, I thought, why not give it a go? So here we are, a short Ted Lasso fic to start me off and hopefully get me an in for the Ted Lasso tumblr community!

Pairing: Ted Lasso x hurt!reader

Description: After an accident during training, Y/N ends up in Richmond's infirmary, pleased to see who is there when she wakes up.

Word Count: 948 words

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When you offered to help during training after Keeley gave you the day off, you certainly didn’t expect to end up with a football to the face. You were only meant to be taking videos of the boys’ goal drills for the coaches team to review later. Ted said something about it being the perfect entertainment for “Secret Sandwich Switcheroo”, to which Beard nodded while Roy rolled his eyes and muttered what sounded like “what in the fuck” under his breath.

A minor detail you had forgotten though, was your magnet-seeming relationship with all things bad luck. As your head hit the hard ground of the pitch at the impact of the flying ball, you suddenly remembered this detail. A chorus of your name was yelled at different volumes, your eyes slowly blinking through the pain as you stare up at the cloudy sky.

In a matter of what felt like seconds, a certain gaffer was at your side, his bushy eyebrows furrowed in concern as he stared at you. You attempted to shake your head, hoping to dissuade any of his worries, although the motion elicited a groan from deep in your soul. 

“Oh God, Y-Y/N, are you okay? Don’t worry, Dani is getting the med bag,” you could identify the voice as Ted’s but had trouble concentrating on the actual words, responding with a murmur before your view of the light blue expanse turned to darkness.

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As your eyes opened once again, a light pressure on your thigh squeezed lightly, “Why, hey there, Sonny and Cher.” A small chuckle left your lips while you turned your head to the side, setting sight on the normally chipper man seated next to you, a bit gloomier than normal. 

“Did I ruin today’s training?” 

Ted smiled softly, even when laying in Nelson Road’s infirmary, an ice pack on your head as they waited to test you for a concussion, you were worried about others. “No, sweetheart. Coach and Roy have the boys finishing their drills right now. They’re all pretty worried about you, though.”

You looked at him inquisitively, “Worried about me? What for?” Ted’s eyes widened as he let out a soft and joking scoff, “What for? Y/N, you’re every bit a part of the team as me and every one of those players. They all know it and so do I. Rebecca and Keeley have been texting from their meeting in London to check on you. All of us care about you and want you to be safe.” 

Looking down, your eyes slightly watered. Ted’s kind words ruminated in your mind, taking claim as the true reason behind the tears rolling down your cheeks, though you would adamantly argue they were a result of your pounding headache. Trying to take the pressure off of you, you decide to tease the American as you look up, “Well if they’re all worried about me, how come you’re the only one here?”

A slight blush covered Ted’s cheeks as he glanced down, his tongue sticking out slightly in thought as he met your eyes again quickly before looking around the room, “Someone had to be here to check on you when you decided to grace us with your presence again.” You looked around and noticed the chair at the desk of the team’s doctor was slowly spinning, suggesting she had only recently stood up and left the room. 

Turning back to the brunette with a raised eyebrow and a growing smirk on your face, you decided to push him a little more. Sure, you two always had a natural banter, and over time your feelings for him had changed from platonic to something more, but your uncertainty about if the feelings were mutual kept you from pushing the boundaries. With your current state of mind, all worries about ruining your friendship were replaced with a mix of pain, confusion, and complete infatuation with the tender-hearted man. 

“Interesting…that person couldn’t be Dr. Sanchez? The trained professional?” Ted blushed once again at your words, caught in his small fib. “Oh well sure but,” Ted clears his throat, “I thought maybe it would be comforting to wake up to a friendly face. And I would regret it for the next while if I wasn’t that friendly face for you.” 

A smile appeared on your face, bashfully looking down only to notice that his hand was still on your thigh, his thumb rubbing comforting circles on the athletic fabric covering your skin. Turning your attention back to the man, seeing him wear a smile that resembles yours, you place your hand on top of his, “I’d be happy any day of the week if the face that greets me when I open my eyes is yours.”

Ted chuckles lightly as he tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear, “Well then I guess we’ll have to see to that. Just without the whole ball to the face and knot on the back of the head, yeah?”

Nodding slightly so as to not worsen the pain in your head, you readily agree, “Sounds good to me Coach Lasso. As long as I’m not banned from all future trainings.”

Ted scoffs, moving his hand from your thigh to intertwine your fingers together. “You must be losin’ marbles if you think I’m ever gonna let you out of my sight after today,” a giggle leaves your lips at his comment as he brings your hands to his mouth, kissing the back of yours. Your laughter turns into a content hum as you relax into the infirmary pillow, a smile on your face as you look at Ted, thankful, oddly enough, for your clumsiness that day.

[basicallyanotherwitchesthing]

Barney Parrish (aka George Wolk) - The Closed Circle - Playboy Press - 1976

[wavesoutbeingtossed]

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[ccatgiri]

the duality of the latest episode is that it was a huge W for hermie fans but yet another huge L for oakworthy shippers

[keepofkandrakar]

i wanna see the origins of candela obscura. how was it founded? who founded it? what made them want to do this? i am seriously this close 🤏 to writing a series focusing on the first ever circle of candela obscura that inspired the creation of the secret society with a duty carried out for generations in the fairelands.

[flamboyant-king]

Gachalings!

My tablet came in, so I drew more Ling merch! I also got holographic tape, so the Gachaling stickers can come in sparkle flavor!

(Also the circle puncher can't punch through tape, so I had to show off my intricate and professional circle cutting skills. ✂️)

[tomorrowxtogether]

240110 Circle Chart Music Awards 2023 ©news1

[munamania]

smith college problem alert man we'll go on and on and on about bi erasure but when the roles r reversed... it's crickets... u see i am in a group chat which is now titled 'bisexual baddies' bc everyone who got together for a drink last night identifies as bi and this was a revelation. i was not there. and am famously not bisexual. happy for ur solidarity or whatever but i am very much not bisexual and no matter how many times we have the conversation of if ive Ever found a man attractive like that's not gonna change

[queerpg]

Trailer for queeRPG’s CandelaObscura mini-series, Circle of the Broken Cage. Premieres May 7th.