#he FAILED

[convolutedsoul]

The moment he realized he was set up for failure...

[plaguevampyr]

I hope you agree with me, chat

[thisisreal-really]

thinking about mobius and how he couldn’t prune the kid, he wanted to save him, he wanted him to just live but the kid died anyway. thinking about how mobius told loki he couldn’t offer him salvation but maybe he could offer him something better; a second chance for the scared little boy shivering in the cold, and it all ended with loki still out there in the cold and alone anyway. there’s just something so deeply tragic about it; how his kindness and heart is pivotal to the story and how it contributes in saving the universe, in saving loki, in saving literally everything but at the same time he ultimately failed to save anyone the way he intended to.

[julissart]

His personal taste-tester 🍣

New headcanon: Since Usopp nose is... well large, he can perceived smells better and actually discover flavors on Sanji dishes like no one else, so Sanji ended up asking him for his opinion (just for the ladies, definitely not because he likes to cook for him and sees him react about his food, not at all 🙂)

Also I draw the famous Tiana's beignets and the phrase is also what Tiana said to Lottie in Princess and the frog ☺

If you like my art, support me on Ko-Fi

My One Piece Fanart Masterlist here

[lichilly]

you surprise joseph on his birthday !!

cw one (1) mention of religion, gender neutral reader, kiss scene, Joseph yearns for you a whole lot !!

Joseph groaned as he trudged up the stone steps of the apartment complex. Each step sent a jolt of pain through his sore feet and aching back, reminders of the endless hours of rehearsals and script reading. All he yearned for was the sweet, cool embrace of water washing away the day’s aches and the comforting presence of you, curled into his side, tracing shapes into his palm as you both watched TV. The thought brought a soft smile to his lips, and he quickened his pace, muscles protesting but ignored as he reached your apartment floor.

He opened the apartment door, eyes widening in surprise.

Streamers?

Red ones, twirling around his face from the doorframe, attached with scotch tape. He gently brushed them aside, blinking as he adjusted to the scene before him.

Red monochromatic confetti littered the entryway, creating a whimsical path that wound toward the kitchen. Balloons, plump with helium, floated near the ceiling, their strings dangling at eye level. He closed the door and followed the confetti trail into the kitchen.

“Happy birthday!” you shouted, arms waving energetically, nearly hitting the banner above your head. Big, cartoon letters spelled out ‘Happy Birthday!’ with confetti illustrations around them. On the table, a two-tiered cake adorned with frosting roses and red piping stood proudly. ‘Happy Birthday Joseph’ was written in elegant black cursive. The candles awaited his arrival, unlit.

He stood still, mouth agape, absorbing the scene. You watched him intently, a bright smile lighting up your face.

“I,” he began, stepping deeper into the kitchen, struggling to find words.

Joseph was speechless, his heart pounding in his ears, overwhelmed by an indescribable feeling. He's never had someone remember his birthday before, let alone decorate for him.

“Jesus,” he laughed softly, “how long did it take you to do all this?”

“Oh, not long! Decorating probably took the longest.” You gestured toward the banner and streamers. “Although, the lady at the bakery took her sweet time writing ‘Happy Birthday.’”

You rounded the table, walking toward Joseph with your arms open. A hug. Your arms wrapped around his middle, squeezing him comfortingly. You laid your head on his chest, nuzzling into him. His bounding heart was loud in your ears, and you looked up at him, eyes sparkling with concern.

“I hope it’s not too much,” you blushed bashfully, “you said you’re not one for parties, but I thought I’d at least do something for your special day!”

Joseph gazed down at you, unable to look away from your eyes. He got lost in them, emotions swelling as he sank into your embrace. He leaned his body into yours, pulling you tighter, face tucked into your neck, sighing deeply. You wheezed out a giggle, his body weight making your knees weak.

“You mean so much to me, y’know that?” he mumbled into your skin, more to himself than you, his hands gripping your shirt, yearning for more of you against him.

You let out a huffy laugh, trying not to collapse as your lower back pressed against the counter.

“You mean a lot—to me too—!” you stammered, trying not to focus on Joseph’s mouth against your neck. He wasn’t even doing anything, just breathing. And yet, his clinginess made you want to melt.

“I mean it,” He pulled back, and you swallowed a whine. “I’m not religious, but every day I thank God that I met you.” His eyes were magnetic, fiery as the confession left his lips.

You inhaled sharply, at a loss for words. Your mind fogged over, skin tingling at the spot his lips had brushed. The energy between you shifted into something more heated, more intense.

His lips hovered so close, breaths mingling in the space between you. You couldn’t help but stare at them, your heart racing as they drew nearer and nearer.

His lips captured yours gently, hands moving to cradle your face, thumbs brushing your cheeks. He deepened the kiss slightly, the intensity of it making your knees weak, your body pressed firmly against the counter. You reached a hand into his hair, fingers tangling in the soft strands.

The world outside faded, leaving only the two of you, breathless and entwined. Each movement, each touch, ignited a fire that burned obsessively. His lips moved with a passionate tenderness, the need and desire in every kiss palpable and intoxicating.

When you finally pulled back for air, your chest heaved, your breaths mingling in the small space between you. His eyes, dark with longing, met yours, and for a moment, neither of you could speak, the intensity of the moment holding you both captive.

“So, I take it you like it?” you whispered between breaths, smiling shyly.

He laughed, shoulders shaking as he brushed his nose against yours. He tightened his arms around you, swaying you gently.

“I love it,” he whispered back, his voice thick with emotion. “Thank you for making my birthday so special.”

(HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOSEPH/JACK!! i was hoping i'd be able to release the drawing that im working on in time but since i got a deep cut on my finger its been hard holding a pencil.. hopefully it heals fast ;-;)

[livetogether--diealone]

Add chef to the "many talents" of Charles Leclerc - Monaco F1 Grand Prix 2023 vlog

[ofdarklands]

Ll - La Llave

>song. vibessss

someone must kill the wizard. or the next best thing

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-companion illustration-

[hornsandknees]

he tried

[bluurbed]

Eddie during Exam!

Eddie hearing 'you may leave when finished' at an exam is music to

his ears. That means he can sit for 20 minutes before going home and sleeping again. No wonder he has failed the exam time after time.

Oh god.....our eddie

Oh and he would 100% just sit there and snack, in his pj's

The teacher walks up to him 'where is your books' and he just shrugs with a smile.

Then one time the teacher tried sweetalking him 'c'mon...Munson...you can do this' and his reaction was the gif above 'nope'

But...One time he actually sat for an hour, and managed to deliver a....120 word...text about...metallica....

wasn't the theme, but the professor did give him a c for writing next to the 'FAILED'

and he was very happy

[thetomorrowshow]

also where is this man that has so many phone eating giraffes

are the giraffes okay?????

it was the same giraffe and it is surprisingly completely fine

[apollosdrunkenmixup]

I think it’s a shame non British people don’t know the 5th of November rhyme. I think they could create some great bastardised versions for Destiel and what not.

Remember, remember, the 5th of November, Gunpowder, treason and plot.

I see no reason, Why gunpowder treason, Should ever be forgot.

[darthpastry]

William gaslighted Elizabeth into thinking she was lactose intolerant in a weak attempt to get her to stay away from Baby btw. If you even care.

[velnna]

The way I almost gasped in class when I saw the video post aahhh 💕💕, so ecstatic for you and steave!!!🤍 - Karma

Aww thank you 💕 best investment ever, Neil is a treasure

[i-am-trans-gwender]

Why does the Nostagia Critic say "I remember it so you don't have to" even though by bringing the movie up he makes us remember it?

There are so many movies that would have been forgotten about if the Critic didn't review them.

The Critic had one job and he failed it.

[buthearmeouttho]

If I was part of the mcu (Pt. 25)

(Still after being snapped away)

Me: ten

Yelena: nine

Shuri: eight

Peter Parker, whom we recruited to our ranks of chaos: seven

Groot: I am Groot (six)

Dr. Strange: what are you doin-

all of us: shut up

me: fiiiiiiiive

Yelena: foour

Shuri: threeeeee

Peter: twoooooooooo

Groot: I am grooooooooooot… (Oneeeeeeeeeeeee)

All of us: hAPPY NEW YEAR, ANOTHER YEAR IN WHEREVER THIS IS

Dr. Strange:

Sam:

Bucky:

Sam: I’ll go get the decorations, y’all should have told me-

T’challa: *blinks in confusion*

[jrwiyaoi]

i just know janus was fighting not to smile during his date day w remus