#my heart is FULL

[soulinkpoetry]

You can’t say goodbye to someone when you have made them a home in your heart. They live in you. You carry them with you wherever you go.

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[factual-fantasy]

Wow, you guys blew me away! 

The response to my last Mario post was so immediate and so overwhelming that I just HAD to give you more!

This time with some hugs, because I committed a crime by not including some brotherly hugs in the last post... and some more angst! Because too many people walked away from that post unscathed! :D

Also I apologize if not being able to read what the brothers are saying is a bit annoying.. I liked the idea that during tender moments or casual conversation, Mario and Luigi speak in Italian with each other. And I didn’t want that aspect to be lost in my work by just writing in English.. (aside from the last one lol-)

But hey I provided some Italian to English translations at least! <:D

1: “Luigi!! I missed you baby brother!”

2: Mario!! It’s so good to see you!

3: “There there... easy does it. Take deep breaths.

4: “I’m right here Luigi, you can do this. Just breathe..

9: Mario! That was stupid! What are you 5??”

[e-vay]

My Amy statue by First4Figures finally arrived and she is STUNNING!!! 🤩💖 And she’s even bigger than Sonic! My heart is pounding like somebody’s taking a Piko Piko hammer to it

And of course I had to make them kiss 😏💖💙

[basiatlu]

I need to go to sleep - I know I’m tired when I start over-annotating my sketches.

[reminiscingtonight]

Last year Kimmy basically had to drag Leah to lift the trophy with her and this year Leah knew exactly what they were gonna do

[my-rose-tinted-glasses]

Mitsuya Sensei no Keikakutekina Ezuke. Episode 7

Fansubs by @isaksbestpillow - EP7

[leopardmuffinxo]

you make me feel things I didn’t believe in anymore

[sugajimin]

my favourite smile🥺🥺

[ariadne-mouse]

"She looks like an asshole" "haha yeah" (affectionate)

[mrsconneryisunfaithful]

Okay sooo…. Can y’all go and watch She loves to cook and She loves to eat please?!! Because it’s just perfect. And enchanting. And calm. And full of everything a lesbian is wishing for. And it has beautiful apartments, packed with pretty little things. And friendships. And loneliness. And it has lots of cooking. And grocery shopping. And it’s funny. And also emotional. I cannot find the right words, but it is overall beautiful.

I binged season 1 last weekend and have already watched over half of the episodes of season 2 and I don’t want it to be over, so I’m going to save the last five eps for later.

Thank you @pea-green for putting it on your dash and mentioning it ‘a few times’. 😊 Yes, even in the tags of only partially related posts!!!! AND YOU ARE SO RIGHT WITH EVERYTHING. 🥹 It took me some time to finally watch it, but omg it immediately went to the top 5 of my all-time fave series.

Also, a huge thank you to @furritsubs for all the work you put into it and for making it possible for me to watch and understand it! 👍 The subs fit so well and they aren’t distracting at all.

End of bulletin. 🙃

[wordfather]

my inventory is FULL!!!!!!! in 9 slots i have all the love i have for the world <3 and the other slot is for noodles

[loveshotzz]

pretend i wrote this when you were sick - pretend it's also not this long. also sorry if it looks like there are parts missing.

He's on his third call while he waits at the door in the early spring breeze, unbottoned work shirt billowing with him -- silently chastising himself for not throwing on a sweater since you told him to do it before he left. He presses the bell again, hearing it go off in the house for the second time, anxiety brewing in his chest. He'd never seen you so sick, and even though the doctor said it was just a bad flu, seeing you in bed like this made his heart pound. He wasn't sleeping, had been working from home the past few days. He'd set up shop right outside the hall of the bedroom, ignoring his office so he could hear if you called out to him -- Bandit dutifully keeping watch over you at the end of the bed. It was something he wasn't expecting to affect him like this, his thoughts getting clouded with the sound of hospital monitors and oxygen machines.

You did your best to understand and assure him you're okay -- you're just kind of a baby about being sick. Lucky for Steve, he's been loving a chance to get to baby you - despite the ache it causes to see you like this.

But the babying would start even quicker if the front door of the house he was in front of would open.

"Honey, am I gonna have to file a report? You can't just be showing up to my house -- I got a wife at home," the tease comes from a familiar smoky voice, "Do you really want her to find out about us?"

"I called three times," Steve huffs, "I said I'd only be gone for ten minutes."

"Do you really think she's counting? She's probably asleep. Plus, you're a minute man," Eddie winks, beckoning him into the house, "And if she calls you can run right home, you're around the fuck--effing corner."

"Yeah, you're around the effing corner, Big Guy," Gwen's tiny voice repeats from the island in the kitchen.

"Gwendolyn," Eddie warns. "Sorry," she whispers back, "I won' say id again."

"Thank you, doll," he smiles, "Can you ask mommy to bring the soup and meds we packed up for your aunt so we can give it to Steve?" She patters away with her light up sneakers glinting pink and purple with every step, disappearing into the house only to run back winded a few minutes later. "Mommy said you have two hands that work just fine so you can get it," she smiles, not fully understanding what she means, "And then she said to say please after. Please!"

Steve snorts, "Yeah, loser, go grab my shi--stuff."

Eddie rolls his eyes, "Whatever."

As her father leaves, Gwen climbs back up on the bar stool and looks up at Steve curiously, "So when does she get to come back over?"

"When she feels better, angel," he smiles, "Why?"

She shrugs, "I dunno, I like when she comes over 'cause then it's not just you."

His mouth gapes with a smile, "What do you mean? Am I not enough for you?"

Gwen shrugs in the way four year olds shrug when they're feeling sneaky, "She's juss funner, Big Guy." "Do you hear this?!" Steve gasps as Eddie re-enters, "She doesn't think I'm as fun."

"You haven't been playing 'Cool Barbies' with her, lately," Eddie shrugs, popping the two tote bags filled with sick day amenities on the table, "Ow, ow Lu, don't pull daddy's hair, please." "It's okay Luce, you can do whatever you want," Steve coos to the baby on Eddie's hip, grabbing the bags and putting them over his shoulder. He leans forward to kiss her only for Eddie to step away.

"Dude, not with your potential flu germs -- they're picking up enough sh--stuff at daycare," Eddie says, taking the baby's pudgy hand and waving, "Say byyyyeee Big Guy." "Bah," Lucy gurgles in her post nap haze, head resting heavily on Eddie's shoulder. "Bye, Big Guy," Gwen smiles, hugging him at the knees, "Tell Auntie-I-said-hi-and-I-miss-her-and-love-her-and-that-she-is-so-pretty-and-that-I-have-new-Barbies."

"I will tell her, thank you for the message," Steve nods, chest hammering again at the thought of you sick and bed without him. He flicks his head up at Eddie, "Tell Peach I said hi."

"Yeah, I'll tell her somethin' alright," he half grumbles, hoisting Lucy higher up on his hip. Steve blows Gwen a kiss before making it back to you in the quick trip is takes to get back to your place. He knocks softly before stepping in, hearing your soft 'hm?' that sets his whole body a buzz with affection. "I have..." he starts, opening the bags, "Two quarts of Peach's famous 'sick soup', a shit ton of orange juice, 800mg motrin, a card from Gwen, a drawing from Gwen, three new pairs of fuzzy socks, a toy for Bandit? Okay..." He lists off the rest of the care package before looking at you with a smirk, "And absolutely nothing for me." "I can gib you someding," you murmur out with a stuffed nose, "I can gib you a kiss." "Ooh, how about I give you a kiss tough girl?" he asks, chestnut hair falling into his eyes as he leans down to kiss your forehead. His lips are warms against your clammy skin, enough to soothe you back into a cozy half sleep under the covers, "How're you feelin'?" "Dired," you admit, "Bud I could really use thad soup." "Okay," he nods, "I'll heat it up for you." He gets back to the door looking back with a soft gaze on you, thinking of Lucy's face and how it looks when you hold her on your hip, how you look when you play Barbies with Gwen. How it would look when there's a baby that's the perfect blend of the two of you bouncing on your lap, when there's a baby monitor in the bedroom, when you're both complaining about germs at daycare. He opens his mouth to say something, but closes it before going downstairs. Right now, babying you is just enough.

CAROL!!!! Stop 😩 I physically cannot handle this amount of yearning. What have you done to me?!? I’m still sick (it won’t go away) so this was still perfect. Of course he’s imagining getting me pregnant while taking care of me, ILL GIVE THAT OLD MAN ANYTHING HE WANTS!!

Also shout out to the number one couple here and that’s ocs!eddie and airwiy!steve. I love that the little glimpse we get of them living close to each other now and the little growth of the munson family 🥺

[ladyzirkonia]

Mhi solus tome, mhi solus dar'tome, mhi me'dinui an, mhi ba'juri verde.

We are one when together,

we are one when parted,

we will share all,

we will raise warriors.

Every time I read this I remember how fucking romantic the Mandalorian wedding vow is.

[winenoranges]

not really sure how people go through life without having the smallest most mundane acts of love completely destroy them? you bought me food ? horrific. invited me somewhere?? devastating. don’t even think about making me something. let alone sharing your passions and interests with me

[t0ocleverfox]

~ these three pictures really got me 😭😭

[randomfandom-3]

Ok Real Talk

At first this scene seems normal, like its not a big deal, she needed a mic. Its sweet, but not a big deal. Hes just helping her get her point across.

Until…

This scene. Alastor is worried, I means look in his eyes, and we see that after his staff took damage he retreated and his shadows disappeared, leading me to believe his staff is some source of power. So, not only did he lend Charlie his support in a fight, he lent her his trust. Cause, anything could have happend once he gave it to her. But he trusted her. And nothing did happen.