#gift for nephew

[nenayaquisieras]

Simon has always been confused on why you gift him toys. Sure, most of the gifts you gave him were some of the things he liked. Bourbon, masks, gloves, make up for him to smudge his eyes with, some daggers and knives. Things that we're useful for him, just him. But later, you gifted him a toy airplane. He makes a comment about it, saying he is not a child anymore and you were better off giving it to Johnny instead.

"No, this is specifically for you, take it."

When he gets to him room, he walks toward his trash can, opening it with the tip of his boot. He gives one more look at the toy, his mood souring before throwing it into the trash. He goes on about his day, training, signing paper work, drills. Doing anything to ignore the pain stinging memories that the toy brought back. Emotions that were buried thousands of feet deep it could reach hell itself. Later, he lies awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, avoiding looking at the cylinder shape that's calling for him in his peripheral.

Fuck.

He pulls the covers off vigorously and stomps over to the trash can. He is standing over it like he's trying to intimidate it, as if it was an enemy he's trying to get rid of in battle. To anyone else, the scene would look comical.

He sighs to himself and reaches down to take out the toy he so cruelly threw away. He sets it on his desk and quickly walks toward his bed, facing away from his desk.

The next day, he wakes up feeling different. He swears he sees his room more vibrant, more lively. That energy follows him through out the day, having his other teammates notice his rather bright mood.

You catch him in the hallway. Pulling him aside to ask him about the paper work you left at his desk this morning. Of course, he notices the way you smile brightly, more so than usual. But he notices that you're not looking at him. More like looking at something next to him.

"What's got you so cheery?"

You turn to look up at him, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"I just..." You take a quick glance at the spot next to him, before bringing your eyes back upon his.

"I just hope you liked your gift." The same bright smile appearing on your face.

He stares at you, examining your words. Your expression.

You think you see his eyes crinkle a bit.

"Yea,"

"I liked it."

[fictionadventurer]

People really do everything they can to avoid having children and to bar children from public places and then wonder why the world seems dull and pointless.

People try to hold onto their own youth, but that just means they stagnate in immaturity. The real way to regain that child-like wonder is to see the world through the eyes of an actual child, and you do that by helping new children to experience the world.

[yendts]

on my scorbus blog i posted abt the hc where when you marry a malfoy your hair slowly turns the iconic malfoy blond too, like narcissa’s in the movies, and i’ve been dying to draw it,, plus the normal version bc i thought it was just as cute as a married scorbus spread <3 (also all pose refs belong to mellon_soup on pinterest i’m far too tired to make my own rn but i love all theirs sm)

[canidance]

@dacrackerz

Happy birthday to my grandbaby.( Me using my evil mind powers to give him 200 dollars and a hiya Godzilla and ghidorah figure. (I didn’t want to draw those ))

[muffinlance]

After reading your snippets I usually have kinda weird but upmost entertaining dreams.

Today it was Sokka as a bookshop assistant, doing deliveries. Local Tea Guy was claiming his vision is not as good as it was, so he made his half blind nephew read to him. Half of Iroh's books are self help books, and it took Sokka like, two seconds to get the picture. It helped that during readings Azula kept making dry comments on everything and Iroh was doing miniature embroidery.

Sokka made reports of those readings and gave recommendations on which book fits best to Zuko's feral tone.

Thank you for your stories! I like them very much and you helped me a lot to don't shy away from including seemingly silly/just for fun details into my own art.

All the love <3

This is a whole one shot fic right here, thank you for gifting us with Screen Reader Zuko (Does Not Realize He's Being Tricked Into Being a Self-Help Encyclopedia) on this fine morning

[symphonyofsilence]

Daily reminder that most of the sect members follow their sect leaders because they were born to that sect, or that sect was stable and powerful enough to provide them with security, and the Wen Remnants followed Wei Wuxian even though they were afraid of him because that was their only option, but the YMJ members that followed Jiang Cheng ever since the Sunshot Campaign freely CHOSE to do so. He was 17. And an extremely traumatized seventeen-year-old at that. He was simultaneously looking for his brother and participating in a war while rebuilding his sect. Lotus Pier was destroyed. There were only 3 people left of the YMJ sect (2 as far as they knew with WWX missing.) The sect was brought to ruins. The YMJ sect couldn't have had much riches left. But the new sect (and they were enough for YMJ to be called a sect again) CHOSE to follow Jiang Cheng.

[lbctal]

i think it’s so cute how walton just refers to baby billy as baby in his instagram posts. like it’s just adorable.

he’s so precious i love him to death.

[sincerelyourswhistledown]

Daydreaming about Aemond becoming king after the dance of the dragons and being gifted a magic mirror from some mysterious foreign noble. The noble tells him the mirror shows him his deepest desire and once he puts it in his chambers, he starts seeing Lucerys, the nephew he killed, in it.

Lucerys looks different, his clothes are weirder and his room had these weird contraptions like the small black box he sees his nephew using all the time. Unbeknownst to Aemond, he’s actually seeing into the future. He tries to talk to the Lucerys in his mirror but it doesn’t seem like the boy could hear, continuing to do whatever he was doing. Not that it matters, Aemond is happy enough to be able to see his nephew everyday.

He likes being able to watch his nephew sleep or read a book in his bed while he does his own work. He likes it even more when he watches Lucerys squirm and moan in bed as he pleasures himself with his own fingers. Aemond becomes so obsessed with the mirror that he barely even leaves his chambers anymore, demanding all of his tasks be sent to him instead.

It all goes downhill when one day he sees Lucerys bring a boy home. He gets so angry when he sees Lucerys make out with this boy that he starts banging on the mirror, desperately trying to get them to stop. Soon enough, the two boys break apart as Lucerys glances at the mirror in shock. The bang seemed to have come from the mirror and to Aemond’s delight it was enough to catch Luke’s attention. Unfortunately for Aemond, it isn’t enough to get them to stop as the boy coaxes Lucerys into making out with him again.

Aemond ends up watching them fuck, he’s furious but the incident was enough to give him hope that there was finally a way for him to get Lucerys’ attention.

A few days later, while Lucerys is getting ready for a date he stands right in front of the mirror. Oblivious to the other person watching him from the other end. Aemond burns with desire, his hands itched to touch Lucerys. With his curls looking so soft and his mouth shiny and plush, the makeup making him look even more enticing.

Overcome with so much desire, Aemond reaches into the mirror and pulls.

To both of their shock, Lucerys is pulled into the mirror and straight into Aemond’s arms. The younger boy is terrified but Aemond is filled with so much happiness.

Finally. Aemond thinks.

The younger boy begs to be returned home but Aemond refuses to hear any of it. Lucerys’ pleas of home and freedom fall to deaf ears as Aemond sends out commands to prepare for a wedding and a coronation. The boy seems terrified of him but it was fine. Aemond could work with this Lucerys, better a terrified Luke than a dead one.

With Aemond as king and his beloved nephew as his Queen they could finally bring House Targaryen back to its former glory.

[florisbaratheons]

What the hell, I'll post this. Adult Jaehaerys, Jaehaera, and Maelor. :)

[ozuzo]

[bloodpen-to-paper]

Forever gave Tallulah the mushroom hat she wears every day and Chayanne the stolen illegal Qsmp Logo, he's really gunning for that #1 Favorite Uncle title

[maculategiraffe]

baby jumped so enthusiastically in the mud in my new yard that he got stuck and I had to wade in and pull him out. he was very pleased by this and told his mom "aahh dee ma be egg a va dor"

(auntie mac was [an] excavator)

[ducktoonsfanart]

Thanksgiving Day - Donald and His Nephews - Grown Up Webby (Ducktales-Gift for My Friend)

Although I'm late, I certainly wish everyone who celebrates (especially the good ol' Americans) a Happy Thanksgiving! For that, I redraw a scene from one of my favorite classic 1938 shorts "Donald's Nephews" where Donald and his nephews Huey, Dewey and Louie eat turkey and maybe chicken. I know what you mean but they are anthropomorphic ducks but yes in my headcanon the triplets would rebel against their uncle why they have to eat their own kind because that is cannibalism. Don't worry, although controversial, it's still partly funny. Cartoon and Comic logic! Lol. And yes, I added a portrait of Daisy Duck on the wall, because it is Donald's house after all.

The second drawing is Webby Vanderquack as an adult and is actually Webby from the Ducktales 2017 version, although it resembles the original version from the episode "Duck to the Future", where the adult Webby appears. Yeah, that future isn't canon, it's more of an alternate future. The only bad thing I did was the fingers, I'm still practicing on that drawing. Sorry! By the way, a gift for @alexcanine, who asked me to draw a grown-up Webby.

I hope you like these drawings and have a happy Thanksgiving!

[jrueships]

Bronsexuals not being able to be mean to gg because he likes lebron too is so funny

[beck-a-leck]

Finished another project!

Was supposed to be done for christmas, but I ran out of yarn to finish the doll at lole 10pm december 23 and I wasn't doing a craft store run on christmas eve. So he got put on the back burner until i remembered to get the skein of yarn i needed.

And i spent the last week or so putting the finishing touches on the little guy and now he's done!

Now i gotta figure out what to do with him...

[sailermoon]

it really is so disgusting how many toy “guns” they sell to children