#cup of cocoa

[thoselovelythings]

[cantevenbeachhere]

Hey Ken! Day 10. It is almost over (aww). Today's kit was a mug of hot coco. I can't wait to make it. Right now I am making Dino! I have been really slow today but hopefully I can catch up tomorrow.

You’re making a Dino?? Dude! That’s so cool! I bet you make some really cute dinos!

And a crocheted cup of cocoa sounds super cute honestly.

[gina025]

Snow days

[majima-smoocher]

Y0 was my intro to the series & this poor, exhausted, babyface grows more relatable with each year that goes on

[batbrainrot]

r.i.p. jason todd you would've loved i bet on losing dogs by mitski 🕊️

The Boy Wonder #2 by Juni Ba

[pomegranatepip]

sometimes I think about sylus and want to cry and chew on him simultaneously

he is the prettiest boy ever and and i just wanna

yk?

[daily-snufkin]

🌿 DAY 15

Season's Greason's

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VARIOUS HOT DRINKS --315

[that-weirdo-thing]

I have been thinking about it for some time but, imagine that Robotnik's last invention fails because it was supposed to show memories and instead it brings back a 6 year old Ivo, Robotnik doesn't want anything with him

Stone (obviously) steps in and is the best babysitter/parental figure that baby Ivo had ever in his whole life, Robotnik is having feelings and thoughts about it and decided to ignore them cuz that means something like he cares for his agent nope

Baby Ivo in other hand is pretty much going through his first ever puppy love, he follows Stone around, sharing him any idea that he has, showing him any invention and all

He also is very happy that Stone is his, and Robotnik might want to kill him because how dare him to try to steal his Agent!!!

Just baby Ivo forcing his adult self to admit his feelings while Stone is the beloved doll that all the children fight over

Will baby Ivo search until he finds his own baby Stone once he returns to his time? Probably though the universe wouldn't let them meet until many years later

Honestly just want to share it cuz I have been thinking about it for like a week

[gradol-cuties]

Cocoa Tani 谷心愛 たにここあ 2006年8月4日 T160 B77・W59・H83 推定Cカップ

[spinfins]

I love the fan theories about Emmrich, even though I think they’re incorrect. That kind of speculation surrounding our boy is so en pointe!

I mean, Emmrich is a Mourn Watcher. He’s an OLD Mourn Watcher. He’s “spent his life in the presence of death and magic.” 30 years worth. He is made of mysteries. You can’t tell me there aren’t baby mourn watchers (and we know that’s a thing, thanks wild Rook origin) who don’t speculate like we do.

I imagine it going something like this:

Baby mourn watcher: “guys guys!!!!”

Other baby mourn watchers: “what?!”

bmw: “I saw him! Last night, walking down the hallway with a knife at like 3 am!”

obmw: “he must have been doing a forbidden blood ritual!”

bmw: “but then what was the garlic for?!”

obmw: “well that rules out the vampire theory.”

Cut to Emmrich, in the kitchen at 3 am monching a club sandwich because he hasn’t eaten or slept in two days because he found the most Fascinating finger bone showing signs of burial practices from the early Tevinter Arch period on the 3rd level of the Necropolis, but everyone knows that burials from the Arch Tevinter period never went beyond level 4!!! Do you understand the implications?! He has been drafting a paper!!! Would you like to stay and hear all about it?!

[pillow-fish]

i had some thoughts and my muse is a sopping wet blond cat so - sanji (and a little bit of luffy) thinkpiece that ran away from me at full speed (whole thing under the cut!)

you have starved all your life-

hungry for love, desperate for affection, grief a gnawing pit in your stomach. you fill the hole as best you can, cooking behind backs and the pounding of fists. silent, never imposing, tense shoulders drawn up to little ears, you tend to the flame in your gut until you are out of tinder, embers settling on the cold stone floor. the emptiness burns, a rumbling growl that echoes around the bars of a barren cell, dead to the world for the crime of wanting. still, that hunger never fades, and when you step on shaking limbs into the sunlight, you begin to find a way to feed the flame, the way you used to.

again, you are starving-

cold, hard rock under your bottom, with that old pirate at your back and the yawning, endless sea ahead of you. days, weeks, months scratched into stone, fingers too weak to clutch at sustenance. the agony in your insides drives you mad, stumbling over to the other side of the rock, knife in your feeble grasp, to find the remnants of a sacrifice. a torn pant leg, flesh gone below the knee. jewels spilling from a sack, the way a lie spilled from the old man’s lips to keep you satiated. now, you both are left wanting, the aching pit of shared dreams dashed forcing you to your knees, and when the ship comes in salvation the thought that eats away at you is why, why, why.

you don’t know you’re still starving-

convinced you have everything you need here. sure, the old man is harsh, and every word that comes out of your mouth is rewarded with a knot on your head, but kindness lies beneath his kicks. that old geezer teaches you everything he knows - how to fight, how to fawn, and most importantly, how to feed. it is among crocks of soup and cigarette smoke that you finally feel full, the warm weight of care filling the gaping maw of your hunger. but it isn’t until you meet him, the boy who bends like rubber, that you realize just how hungry you really are. that your dreams - discarded for the sake of your craft, your debt - are waiting to be dished up.

the boy is starving, too-

jaw unhinging to fill his bottomless stomach as messily as possible. when he trains his beady eyes on you, levels a grin that stretches wide, and declares you a member of his crew, the pang of hunger that wracks your gut is disarming. you want so badly, like you’ve wanted your entire life, to feel free enough to go with him. to sate his endless hunger and yours in turn, to chop and slice and stew and serve and find that sparkling ocean that seemed so real when you were curled against your mother’s breast. but she is gone, and in her place is this loudmouthed, spindly, unbreakable boy in a straw hat who smiles at you like you hung the moon or something, and all of a sudden the old man is nudging you into going with him and your forehead is pressed to the wet deck of the ship and you cry out all the thanks you couldn’t bring yourself to say for ten years and you pick yourself up and the boy grabs your hand and drags you into a new life, and your dream finally begins to simmer on the stove.

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[yakketymax]

Snagged these two from @popfizzles! I've never had any Cuphead OCs before (at least not ones I've been entirely committed to working with) and I'm excited to put them in situations and events. You can read about both of them and their developing story over here!

[questforgalas]

Hey Jen? I just want to have a little chat, that’s all

[a-driftamongopenstars]

honestly, i love being a part of the Grey Warden enjoyers club.

they are the start of your journey. they can never do anything wrong. they fuck up often. they are a genuinely secretive order where even the higher-ups don't know things. they have such a political pull that can move a nation, and yet admit to none. they are so completely and entirely devoted to their cause that they get blinded by it. they are the second chance for a new life. they have a multitude of rules but they also break the laws of others' so easily to achieve what they need. they have an amazing creed, and they live by it to the fullest. they give up their lives to protect others without a question. they are alive and dead at the same time.

fucking love Grey Wardens, the most faction ever.