#i'm gonna cry watching this

[miss-sternennacht]

[spielzeugkaiser]

I fought this very much, but here it is! Watercolour and oil pastels.

[areyoudoingthis]

I am SO grateful that ed and stede exist as characters exactly as they are. I'm so grateful for these two men who are traumatized and messed up and struggle to even like themselves, who are terrible at communicating, who make enough mistakes between the two of them to fill an entire ocean. I am so grateful to watch them struggle and be seen and be loved and reach out for the things they want and are maybe starting to believe that they deserve. I'm so grateful that the show lets them fall in love and get together exactly as they are, that it doesn't say they need to wait until they've become some unattainably perfect version of themselves before they have permission to have that. i am so grateful for ofmd

[dailynakaharachuuya]

Your warmth.

[diamondsheep]

Happy Birthday to the Best Cook Ever 💛💛💛

[mlobsters]

supernatural s11e20 don't call me shurley (w. robbie thompson)

[leeblissy]

*by this I just mean those who currently are or have previously been in LAIOS' adventuring party, not your favorite OVERALL character! please feel free to put your favorite of all time in the tags! also I'm keeping the poll sp*iler free for those who just wanna watch the anime so I KNOW I've missed party members!

[lovesickeros]

can.. can I ask for an affectionate reader with characters who aren’t normally like… used to the love? like, not just through words but physical affection like hand-holding, kisses, hugs, all that shebang. probably with a few people like yelan, ei, basically any character that is either cut-off from society or seems socially distant or isolated. 😞

☆ affectionate reader with yelan, ei, & furina

[ 4.2 Archon Quest spoilers ]

× yelan

Varies between how you display your affection, to be honest. Just like being affectionate with people? She's cool with it as long as you don't pop by while she's working (mostly because she'll end up dragging you into it for a bit of fun). I don't think she's all that touchy feely herself, but she'll absolutely get you gifts instead– like pretty knick nacks? She'll make sure to snag any she thinks you might like. Like a good meal? Sure, she'll take you out to one of the restaurants in the city, doesn't matter how expensive. Her treat. If you do prefer physical gifts rather then being taken out, you'll eventually get used to the random unmarked letters and packages showing up where your staying pretty often. It's obvious to know who it came from even if she never signs anything.

Flirty reader, though? Whole nother can of worms and now it's a challenge. The more confident you are the more interested she is. The other acolytes would absolutely seethe at the idea but she has no hesitation at just straight up flirting back– she's as charismatic as they come and she's got a poker face that's basically impenetrable. She'll probably also make a bet to see who cracks first (she always wins, unsurprisingly). Probably won't get dragged into any of her schemes this way but if you ask politely maybe she'll consider it, anyway.

The smell of freshly brewed tea and the clatter of dice across wood was a common sight at the Yanshang Teahouse– less common was the woman secluded in the far corner, her lips pulled into a grin that flashed fangs and a look that would scare off the most confident of men.

She'd normally try to scope out any new blood that'd made the mistake of stepping into her teahouse and was equally stupid enough to accept a gamble against her just for the thrill of it, but she was far too absorbed in the warm body at her side, one of her die clasped tightly in their hand as she guided them through the motions– they had a knack for it, she had to admit. The thought made her preen, the clatter of the die as it rolled across the table giving her that subtle, familiar rush.

Even if she knew exactly where it'd land.

"Six. Hm, maybe you're just lucky," She muses, plucking the die from the table and holding it up to her eye like a prized jewel, "Or maybe you're not as innocent as you'd have us believe." There's a sharp glint in her eyes at the prospect, but everyone else has the sense to keep their heads down and their words to themselves as she tosses the die herself.

"So why don't we find out and make a bet, just between you and me?"

× ei

Varies between Ei and the Shogun, because you'll probably be seeing either as much as the other. Sometimes you gotta really squint to tell who it is sometimes, but you get used to it. Both are fairly similar, though, in that their first instinct (especially in public) is to tense up like you're about to attack them or something. Difference is Ei eventually relaxes after a solid minute of trying to process your sudden affection and, if no one else is around, she might even reciprocate. Just don't tease her for being a little stiff and awkward about it, she's trying. That's what happens when your only company is a robot and uh. Nothing. For like 500 years. She's trying. Raiden, on the other hand, is just about as awkward as you can imagine. She's polite (blunt) about it because Ei is fond of you and also you are. The Creator. But she's not really built to deal with personal relationships and so she doesn't know how to deal with affection.

..Depending on what you do you may or may not blue screen Ei hard enough that she retreats back to PoE

Ei usually isn't fond of sitting still, unless it's to meditate. At least then she goes in with a purpose, something to achieve– but now, she's just focused on trying not to make a fool of herself. Her muscles are starting to ache from how hard she's tensing, though, in an effort to sit as straight and still as possible as their hands glide through her hair, weaving it into a single braid.

She can just barely hear the subtle lilt of their voice as they hum– and though it is soothing, it is also..very distracting. She can't focus long enough to try and meditate, too lost in the gentle rise and fall of their voice and the care they take to braid her hair. If she'd had a heart, she'd sure it'd be beating so wildly against her ribcage they could hear it.

But then it stops– their hands fall back to their sides and their humming falters. She freezes, too, racking her brain for any slights she must have committed. Instead, she is met with a calm, tender touch on the back of her neck, making her inhale sharply.

"Am I making you uncomfortable, Ei? You're so tense.." She has to grit her teeth to stop herself from bowing so low her head presses against the ground, her hands folded in her lap, clenching instinctively. "..No, Divine One." She answers simply, trying to contain the adoration swelling in her chest.

Yet as much as she tries to relax, to ease their worries, she finds that she cannot.

"Hm." That small murmur, a simple sound that nearly made her jump, was the only warning she got before they scooted closer, wrapping their arms around her stomach and resting their chin on her shoulder with a grin she would liken to Miko's, if she dared to make such a comparison. "Really?"

She swears she must've been feverish at the affection, lightheaded and dazed until she thought she might simply perish at the brush of their hands against her own.

Much to her embarrassment, however, she doesn't realize she's instinctively pulled back into Plane of Euthymia until she sees the familiar dull purples engulf her vision once again.

Though only a small solace, it seemed a little..brighter, this time.

× furina

Varies between pre 4.2 and post 4.2 archon quests to be honest.

Pre 4.2 she comes off as very vain– of course the most Divine would see fit to spoil her with affection! She deserves it, and is obviously their favorite! Just don't look too hard because she's terrible at hiding how flustered she actually is. Absolutely goes home right after and screams into her pillow for at least thirty minutes minimum.

Post 4.2 she's a lot more openly bashful and flustered. She's really not used to affection and even the smallest show of it has her folding immediately. Now that she doesn't need to worry about being found out she's a lot more receptive to affection. Cup her cheeks and compliment her and her knees are buckling. Like. Especially weak for compliments and praise (she deserves it. please spoil her).

She swears she must be hallucinating– she had been having trouble sleeping recently. But..no. The visage of the Creator was as real as the sweat beading on her brow as she stared at them for a long, awkward moment. Should..she let them in? But then they'd see the pathetic state she was in, and the last thing she wanted to do was make a fool of herself in front of them-!

Her choice was quickly made for her, anyway, as she let out an undignified squeak of surprise when they suddenly tugged her forward into their chest, enclosing her in a hug.

Her first reaction was to freeze– her second was becoming absolutely flustered, her cheeks flushing a soft pink and her mouth closing and opening as she tried to find her words.

"I– ah..um." She stumbled over her words instead, floundering like a fish out of water. Yet she felt a distinct sense of emptiness wash over her when they finally pulled back, looking a touch sheepish. "Sorry, sorry– you just looked like you needed a hug."

The silence spoke for itself, her shoulders tensing slightly. But the way the concern and affection bled through their voice made her waver, her hands trembling as she let out a shaky breath that almost sounded like a sigh.

"It's..It's fine! Fine, I'm fine." She repeated, trying desperately to ignored the way her voice cracked and how hot her face felt– though it was more an attempt to affirm herself that she was not thinking about how warm they felt, how much she..actually enjoyed the hug. She wasn't thinking about it all! Absolutely not!

..Maybe a little.

"Just warn me next time, please?"

[monado-stew]

i really hope every "obsolete" piece of technology knows that it's still dearly loved, and that there are people who deeply cherish it despite its "failure"

[grinchwrapsupreme]

any other character I might not have noticed, but the way Roman holds his arms in front of him when he's crying at the funeral like a shield... like he might get hit...

[wildflowercryptid]

for the love of god, can someone please mine the assets from mochi mayhem so we can have a higher quality version of kieran's 2nd map icon? i need to have this in better quality pLS—

[dramaism]

I kind of get you. To you, the band is the most important thing. If you’re not important, I wouldn’t invite you here.

[taydaq]

blurring all the lines, you intoxicate me

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[yunjardi]

new jake with an animal video dropped ‼️‼️

[in-hav3n]

Hi! So I had an idea for a write. So you know how recently at one of Metallica’s shows, James got emotional. Can you write something where his girl comforts him. Like comes up on stage to hug him and after the show and stuff

𝐈'𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔 

When James grabbed the mic to speak, your heart knew something was about to happen...

"I've gotta tell you I wasn't feeling very good before I came out here. I was feeling a little bit insecure, like I'm an old guy, can't play anymore — all this bullshit that I tell myself in my head. So I talked to these guys, and they helped me — as simple as that. They gave me a hug and said, 'Hey, if you're struggling on stage, we've got your back.' And I tell you, it means the world to me".

A punch in the stomach, a pinch to the heart and tears invading your eyes. This is what you felt the moment you heard the words coming out from his mouth.

Unconsciously, your joined your hands and placed them on your beating heart, holding back the tears that wanted to be free, the words of his revelation going through your mind.

You held your breath for a second, fighting against this urge to ran on the stage to hug your boyfriend, this urge to comfort him no matter the consquences but you for an unknown reason, you stood backstage, witnessing the comfort the guys, his brothers, came to give him.

You had noticed the tears coming in his eyes when he was singing some songs such as "Bleeding me" but you never expected him to open up about his struggles and fears on stage, in front of the world.

You knew still James always had been honest with his fans about his past, his failures, his weaknesses but it was the first time he was talking about this and somehow, you wondered why he never talked to you about it...

The guys finally separated under the audience cheers and applause and James took the mic again to add : "And seeing you out there, I… I am not alone. I am not alone, and neither are you."

Totally heartbroken, with silent tears running along your cheeks now, you decided to cross the boundaries. You didn't even care if some staff member decide to stop you, you wanted to reach the man you love. He needed you, now. You wanted to show him all the love you had for him and everything you were ready to do for him...

Without thinking twice, you walked on the stage, reaching James. The audience started to scream when they saw you coming. Even if you were really discreet about your relationship, they knew who you were. James looked on his right side and didn't say anything. He was surprised to see you up on stage, knowing how much you hated the attention towards you but somehow, he appreciated that you were fighting your fear for him...

When you got closer, he crashed into your arms and hid his face on the base of your neck. You put your head at the same place, caressing his hair with the palm of your hand.

"You're not alone baby...I promise you...You're not alone", you whispered as you felt him tightened his embrace and arms around your tiny body.

"I love you", he mumbled against your skin, kissing the sweet spot there.

"I love you you so much... show them what a 59 years old is ready to do to kick some ass with his guitar...show them baby...I'm so proud of you".

"I promise", he said as he kissed your neck again before he pulled away to kiss your lips, cupping your face between his large hands.

The audience was in awe in front of such cuteness and you knew the guys were doing silly faces behind your back to lighten the mood. Behind James' back, you noticed Lars and Kirk pretending to be the two of you and this made you laughed loud.

"Go back backstage sweetheart", James whispered before pecking your lips one last time. You nodded and smiled at him.

"Love you", you mouthed before you disappeared backstage, hoping this was enough to give him back strength and confidence...but you knew he was a fighter. And he knew he wasn't alone...

A/N : What a cute ask omg! My heart broke when I saw him crying on stage. I hope I'll write it good cause it's not easy to write about someone else's thoughts and struggles. I did my best and hope you'll like it sweet anon <3 Btw, I didn't write the second part of your ask cause it was kinda similar to something I wanted to write later so I save it for later, hope you don't mind :)

[syl-stormblessed]

guys i'm over 70% of the way through Night Watch right now and.....god I don't even know what to say. i still have 1/4 of the book left but i think my life has been changed.........they're waving the flags of Ankh-Morpork and singing the national anthem at the barricades because they are fighting for the city. they aren't rebelling against the city, they're fighting to fix it.....they're fighting for truth, justice, freedom, reasonably priced love, and a hard boiled egg..........the government is trying to name them enemies of the state but....that's just not what they are. they are The People of Ankh-Morpork, and they're rebelling against the injustice that's become ingrained in society, not against society itself...........