#heart light maybe

[tubbytarchia]

Somewhere in the woods, a moth tires of seeking light

[calamarispiderart]

whine whine whine, thats all you two ever FUCKING do. give me a break for once. god.

[nikutsuneart]

Day 6: Twilight | Daybreak

Like dawn sweeps away the night

[rottengurlz]

serenity

[guckies]

You could really try to tell me which qsmp couple is the best at the whole sun and moon thing but everytime if it was not Fooligetta you would be wrong. Because it just is Foolish and Vegetta every time, no competition.

You’re telling me Mr Sun Bird at the top of the dragon tower Foolish with shining golden skin and an ability to make everyone smile is not the embodiment of the sun? Or that Mr Lobo Nocturno, night wolf that turns from human into wolf during the night all while having a passion for the colour purple and only shining so long as it’s lover shines too isn’t symbolic of the moon?

[dykedivorce]

moiraine has been consistently hot throughout all episodes, even when her wig was having the worst time of her life, but the scene I keep thinking about is "I will let a thousand innocent people die if there's even a chance that [Rand] will live". 😳 yes girl tell us that you're not doing this because you're fundamentally Good as a character but because you're obeying your Core Principles and you believe in a greater good that has a price you're willing to make everyone pay 😳😳😳 can we fu

[noxious-fennec]

It's pomegranate season :)

A redraw of this piece from around a year ago

[floral-hex]

I lied, I don’t want to have sex. Take off your shoes, we’re going to gently hold each other for the next 4 hours.

[yuwuta]

If megumi asked uzhsjdhshd omg I totally see it tbh him wanting you, but I don't think megumi would ever ask yuuji to share you, in any type of way at all. (not trying to push my own hc here!!) I feel like yuuji himself would be the one asking megumi. Yuuji knows that he's yours just as much as he knows you're his. And he loves you too much, a lot, it's purest type of love he has ever felt for anyone. And megumi is his best friend, he loves him just as much, right? Yes, not the same love between you and him ofc but yes. And I have no idea what they were doing but yuuji's just says, kind of out of the blue, that he'd let megumi fuck you. The reason being exactly cause he knows you're his, and you're just so so good that he needs to have someone to talk to (about you and always so respectfully) and who better that his best friend?

you’re opening the pandora’s box that is itfs + reader…. god….. 

okok i agree. if you’re dating yuuji, megumi would never ask, yuuji would be the one to bring all three of you together. definitely because he loves you and you’re his, and he loves megumi too, so it just makes sense that his two favorite people also get to have each other—but also, yuuji can tell megumi likes you, and he can tell you think megumi is attractive and since yuuji’s so nice, what kinder thing to do than to set you two up so he can watch (: he definitely enjoys being the mediator, also enjoys the somewhat awkward air between you and megumi, how yeah, maybe it’s a little taboo that the two of you are about to make out while you’re boyfriend watches, but yuuji likes that too… also he likes knowing that you both like him. like how lucky is he that his best friend and his girlfriend adore him so much :(( you two together makes so much sense in his head, because he talks to megumi about you, and he talks to you about megumi, and now, he can just pour all his love for both of you out at the same time

but also…. i’d like to think that yuuji’s maybe not so nice when it’s the other way around—when he and megumi get together first, and you’re megumi’s best friend. he’s not mean, but he does like to tease... how naughty of megumi to ask out yuuji knowing he’s still got a crush on you, and god does yuuji like to tease him about it :/ jerks him off and taunts about how he knows megumi’s dirty little secret—that he’s in love with his best friend and fantasizes not just about having you, but about watching his own boyfriend fuck you too… 

yuuji knows megumi would take his feelings for you to the grave if he could (he’d have done the same with his feelings for yuuji if yuuji wasn’t the one to ask him out), but where’s the fun in that! you and megumi are sooo cute together after all, so yuuji doesn’t mind trying to get you two to confess to each other too. uses his proximity to megumi to get closer to you, takes advantage of his bubbly disposition to be physically affectionate with you, uses megumi’s feelings to his advantage to tease, to wink, to smirk whenever you and yuuji hug a little longer, when he texts megumi that he’s meeting up with you for lunch, when he gives you his jacket and doesn’t ask for it back… there’s so much fun in watching megumi blush and whine and get off at the thought of his best friend and his boyfriend together. and the thing is, yuuji genuinely does like you, too, he sees what megumi sees in you, and he thinks megumi is crazy to have not asked you out before, but he supposes everything happens for a reason, because now, this way, yuuji gets to be there and watch it all happen under his guidance. there’s something about the power, about being the bridge between you two even though you and megumi have known each other for much longer, about being in control of a dynamic that could have, but wouldn’t exist without him…

[draguuula]

TAKE MY EYES.

synopsis: mammon tries to verbally tell you he appreciates you. kinda angst but full of soft comfort for all my therapist mcs. wrote this when i was at school and just finished... Σ(×_×;)! not proofread... again.

golden flecks drowning in an azul pool glanced at your form from across the picnic table. you had chosen to sit outside despite the slight chilly breeze as it was peaceful and quiet in contrast to the usual bustling atmosphere inside of the R.A.D. cafeteria.

his eyes searched your form with your back turned to him whilst you hummed in thought to yourself, thinking of what snack to get from the vending machine. he squinted harder. why did he feel so strongly about you? it wasn't even the sappy need to wrap you in his arms, he noted, no - not like the dramas he watched with satan and asmodeus. at least, not just that.

his features softened as he looked down at his hands with a thoughtful gaze. he just wanted oh so badly to let you see yourself the way he saw you with his own eyes.

the way your eyes would light up at seeing even the smallest or cheapest phone charm to match with him, or the way you would grin at him and his brother's antics whenever there was always some curse or mystery happening around the house of lamentation...

he wanted to protect that peace you brought to him - he needed to.

you noticed him awfully silent as you stalked back over to your shared table, and he only noticed your presence once you slunk back into your seat. no words had to be spoken as a heavy silence lingered in the air. all day, he had stayed uncharacteristically quiet just like now, lost in thought; a sort of epiphany, if you will.

"mammon, i'm here if you want to talk."

"that's the issue," he responded a bit too quickly, his cheek pressed against his palm as he huffed. he rested his elbow on the wooden table and glanced to his right at the wild ivy clinging to the sides of the R.A.D. building, anything to avoid your confused gaze. your never-ending understanding, caring, and compassionate gaze.

"you're always ready to talk," he sighed after a silent interval, furrowing his brows as a shadow downcast over his eyes. he seemed to be rather frustrated with something, his white lashes fluttering (ironically) heavenly over his cheekbones before he closed his eyes. it was only then as you took in his discontented appearance that you noticed a tint of blush highlighting his cheeks ever the slightest.

"...yes? is that not what one does to hold a conversation?" you cheekily responded, shooting him a closed eyed smile. at that, he opened his eyes and finally stared at you directly. the eye contact was fierce, and you wondered what his determination behind that look was.

"i'm serious, y/n. why... why don't ya ever talk about yourself, huh? yer always going on and on about wanting to be there for us, but... ya never... talk about yourself," he tried to explain his concern in the kindest way possible, scratching his nape. it was hard to get the gruffness out of his voice when he was embarrassed to be the one who called you out on it, yet he knew he'd take the job any day seeing as he was your first man, after all.

"oi. what i'm tryna tell ya," he crossed his arms now on the table, yet one of his hands reached out to find its way over to yours. "is that i'll be here for you if ya ever wanna open up... i ain't gonna force ya to, but just know it's an option."

despite his frown and eyebrows knitted together, you could tell he really meant in genuinely and that he wasn't mad at you. oh, he could never be mad at you when you were his sweet little angel.

one step at a time, with every soothing rub he massaged your knuckles with.

but that's what worried him. you weren't meant to be some godsent creature to tame them. and he'd make sure you knew how much you could rely on him as well.

and every kiss he planted those same knuckles with.

[sneeb-canons]

Headcanon #400: Heart & Mind are usually never a neutral temperature. The area around them is like the sun & moon. Mind's being hot and Hearts being cold. They're body temperatures however contrast that with Mind always feeling cold like metal/machinery and Heart feeling warm like a literal heart.

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[oortcloudstrife]

is this anything?

[aprilblossomgirl]

-- Good job, Win. 

[eternal-reverie]

a mar-something

[leaves-of-laurelin]

WIP Wednesday, now with a fun new banner. Thanks to @kiwiana-writes for the tag and thanks to everyone who has tagged me in various tag games over the last week or so. Here is some more from the sci-fi actors au that I've been working on. (For context, Alex’s character is named Dev Creehil, Henry’s character is named Qindeli, and the ship name created by fans for the two characters is qindev.)

“What do you think of the script?” Alex asks, unable to handle the silence of the room any longer. “I think it’s incredible,” Henry responds, not looking up. “Though, Rafael’s scripts always are. And I think the fans will really love it, too.” Henry’s voice is even and unaffected, as if he’s chatting with a stranger about the weather. Alex watches him, the way he’s just sitting there all nonchalant as if he hadn’t been a total asshole to Alex the night before. “Do you ever wonder where the ship name qindev came from?” Alex asks, leaning his elbows onto the table. “Because I feel like it should be the other way around: devqin. Dev is smarter, more resourceful, more interesting, better looking. Just kind of better in every conceivable way.” Henry takes a sip of his tea and then places the cup back down on the table before turning a page. “Historically the character who is more dominant in the bedroom has their name come first,” he says as if it’s not a completely insane thing to say. Alex wants to pick up his stupid cup of tea and throw it across the room.

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[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

do you ever just sit there thinking about your favorite ocs while violently shaking. god. clenches fist. They're So.