#oughhhhhhhh my god.

[chilschuck]

— ONLY IF YOU’D LIKE ME TO:

(I COULD FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU.) ♡ chilchuck x gn!reader.

꒰ warnings: ꒱ sfw, ment. of n//edles (the sewing kind, lol).

꒰ wc: ꒱ 809 words. just a drabble!

꒰ note: ꒱ guys i can’t stop thinking about this repressed-emotions-having-ass man. i wanted to write something with the song “clusterhug” by iDKHOW as inspo. i don’t know if i like this or not, so maybe i’ll delete it later. i took inspiration from the mimic chapter in the manga. sorry if it’s a bit ooc, i just kinda let my heart go with this one. i hope you enjoy!

Little things lead up to big ones. In other words, small acts of kindness become forces to be reckoned with. There’s only so much someone can do to brace themselves for the impact of falling in love, which Chilchuck had learned the hard way. His efforts to keep work and private life separate were not enough. Despite his measures at bracing himself, the problem seemed to somehow build itself into something he just couldn’t fight; something he knows he’s not skilled at.

Your touch, so gentle when handling his wounds compared to others, was the first hit to his willpower. Chilchuck was used to leading and making sure others were safe in their steps, but even then he felt he couldn’t hold a candle to you. If there’s one thing you did for the party that he considered your skill, it was being a source of light. A source of delicate touches in which he had forgotten he craved.

Chilchuck believes he could blame this all on that single encounter with that mimic. You had beat Marcille to him, immediately dropping to your knees and making sure he was safe. The cut on his cheek was handled easily with delicate touches and small tuts under your breath. “I’m sorry,” he heard you murmur. “Someone should’ve gone with you.” The cloth in your hand did not bring as much relief to his wounds as your presence seemed to.

Later, he had tried to distract himself by mending his clothes, stitching the rifts in the fabric with precise hands. It was best to stay focused and squander any emotions he considered useless. The greater the attempt, though, the harder it came back to bite him in the ass. This was only one of many things he had to learn the hard way.

“Your stitches are really neat,” You had commented in that gentle voice of yours, the same pitch you always spoke in. It wasn’t syrupy sweet, but delicate in ways he couldn’t understand. It wrapped around his brain and inched into his chest. “It’s entrancing to watch you work.”

I could say the same about you, he could say. He pictured your bashful smile. Chilchuck reminded himself to breathe. You’re entrancing in ways I can’t explain.

There was something about your gaze that made him feel like the room rose in temperature. Rolling his shoulders, he flicked his eyes up to yours.

“Just something I had to learn.”

Just like the fact that you were winding your way around his heart. Could he even begin to comprehend what you were doing to him, what you were making him feel? The depth at which you were breaking his walls down scared him. Even the thought that maybe, just maybe, you reserved those sweet looks just for him sent him over the edge.

“You should teach me one day.” You whispered.

Only if you’d like me too. He could mumble back instantly. You waited patiently, smiling at him. He swallowed.

“Yeah, sure. Here.”

His fingers brushed against yours, the green fabric resting in your hands. Chilchuck held the needle, watching the thread cascade before setting it into your palm.

“I can teach you.”

Gods, don’t look at him like that. Don’t ever beam like that, not when he’s so close and looking over your shoulder as you thread the needle.

“There, now pull it through. Make sure the stitch isn’t loose.” You did as he asked, waiting for his next instruction. When you lit up at the progress, the rip shrinking in the scarf, he couldn’t help but smile.

Maybe while you’re at it, you could stitch up the rifts in his heart he let grow. He knew if anyone could, it’d be you. But before he knew it, you had repaired the hole, holding it up proudly.

“Thank you, Chilchuck! Now I can help next time, too.” You folded it, placing it into his hands. He felt his ears burn. There was something about how thankful you were to everyone, him included. Another shot to his willpower. It’s not like he really even did anything… It’s something anyone could learn.

Even then, as your attention was called upon by Marcille, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. Gaze locked on the fabric in his hands, he let himself get lost in thought while you watched Senshi and Laios prepare the next meal. If you kept shining so bright like that, he’d have no choice but to fall in love with you. There’s only so much kindness he could handle from you. You were giving him no choice but to swallow his pride and reconsider everything he knew about living a double life like this. Could he really make you happy?

Only if you’d like him to, he let his heart say. Whether or not he would listen is for time to tell. He could fall in love with you.

[kitamars]

hijikata who puts shinsengumi over anything including his own happiness. hijikata who chose shinsengumi over his first love that shared a weird taste in food chose to follow his new love with a shared weird taste in food instead of staying with the shinsengumi. for once he put his own wishes first and that wish was gintoki. he spent two years searching for one man and he was going spend more if he needed to just to bring him home... even in bfy its hijikata who investigated into gintokis disappearance to figure out what happened to him... he was always meant to be the one to go on this quest for his beloved... with his bad tsundere act that its just to repay a favor as if that is enough for a person like himself to put aside his precious duty just to reunite a man with his family he holds dear. a family that now hijikata himself is part of even if he hasnt realized or accepted it yet. they have all the time in the world now to finally share that promised reunion drink back home where they both belong together

anon i. i don’t even know what to say to this. yes to all of that. my brain is so empty and it will be rotating this for the next week. please have a quick mediocre doodle of them finally having their drinks as my show of thanks bc i cannot stop thinking about that as well

[gowns]

a wedding can be a celebration of love. it can also be an awkward public demonstration of how a couple perceives themselves vs how other people perceive them. and if there's a disconnect there... yikes

[caluupin]

sigewinne's web event is a 10/10 btw, it was very adorable

(web event pics collage in read more)

sigewinne is such an artist

[chialattea]

the best part about fruits is how different each of them feels. mango is a whirlwind of love and passion. watermelon feels like fun and joy. strawberries are childhood whimsy. pears feel protestant. grapes are luxury and versatility

[bythelightswitch]

ZELDA. GIRL YOU HAVE SUFFERED SO MUCH MORE THAN JESUS

[limeny-lemon]

Y'all... I think my mha hyperfixation is coming back...... including the ships I used to like during like 2021...........

[impzone]

i need to learn composition so i can make better illustrations and i need to find new coloring styles so i can make my style have more cohesion and i need to learn graphic design to make cooler compositions and i want to give comics another try and i need to keep working on my site so i can get better at it and i need to make more 3D models and i need to make a game again and i need to write for my setting and worldbuild and i havent made music in so long and and and and and

[boombams]

i saw this and SCREAMED

[nosleep83]

I have done nothing but make bad decisions for the past like 3 days i am scared

[apollos-olives]

Seeing that anon's ask gave me the revelation that drawing ariha is indeed a thing I can do. SHES LITERALLY THE CUTEST BABY I'VE EVER SEEN I LOVE HER SM (Not pictured here: me spending 40 minutes trying to spontaneously learn how to write in the arabic script hopefully i didnt mess it up 🥲)

OH MY GOD

OHHHMY GOD OH MY GOD THIS IS ADORABLE OUGHHHHHHHH YOU'RE SO FUCKING SWEET STOP SOFNSKFJAJCJS THIS LOOKS SO FUCKING GOOD OGNDNGJR YOUR ART IS PHENOMENAL I LOVE THIS SO MUCH AAAAAAAAAA IM EATING THIS AAAAA IM SHOVING THIS IN MY MOUTH AND RUNNING AWAY AAHSHAHAAJnaAAAAAA

SHE'S SO CUTE I ADORE THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[camzverse]

Hello👏

I would like to know your opinion about Vanessa from the film. And do you think there will be an analogue of Gregory in the film? 🤔

If you've talked about it before, I'm sorry 😣

hi there :D

movie vanessa is like the best character in all cinematography ever. Ok im exaggerating maybe but i love her and the way they wrote her is so so so super good. shes so compelling. i also like how they translated game vanessas character to fit her role in the movie. shes obviously different but like. its still vanessa. anyway yeah i could go on forever about her but i really love what they did with her :) vanessa shelly the world<22222

and as for a movie gregory. i dont EXPECT that we'll get him like i have zero expectation of that happening. but ohhh my god i would love it so much. movie gregory would fix me❤️ it would be so good for vanessas character too like yk how she said something along the lines of "you have abby and thats more than i can say" to mike??? having a little sibling figure of her own would be so good for her. she'd have family thats worth protecting oughhhhhhhh..... anyway yeah i dont really think its gonna happen but i want it to happen SO BAD. it could be so good

[somepancakeonline5377]

Oh my god the last III ep is coming out today chat chat please chat I need SS to win you don’t get it please or Cabby anyone but that FUCKING BALLOON IF BALLOON WINS IM KILLING MYSELF YOU DONT UNDERSTAND CHAT CHAT PLEASE ILL DO ANYTHING IN MY POWER FOR SILVER SPOON TO WIN PLEASE HES MY POOKIE WOOKIE AUGHH OH MY GOG OHHAH OUGHHHHHHHH

[sleep-nurse]

Can we please get lore? /nf or anything ofc I just love the way you write lore

OUGHHHHHHHH ok well in short. regarding himawari and willow in simple terms willow is literally just a redesign of himawari which was my old sona but i decided to do some interesting lore shit with it

and that shit being the fact that willow was created by himawari in the nothingness (a place in the realm i don't think i really mentioned yet........god it's so hard to explain lore here cus i practically said nothing about the world) because himawari was ''the creator'', and then she gave him her core/soul so that he could be the '''''new himawari'''''', alongside this she gave him another core from someone who we will later find out (probably). after this she decided to stab herself in the chest in front of him so that the timeline would reset but without her and with willow instead, so that he would become the new creator (basically sona). the thing is this shit was fucking traumatising because willow can't help but think this was all his fault even though this was what himawari wanted

[fraternum-momentum]

How do u draw so good. Like ur drawings feel so solid and juicy,,,,very curious how u draw bodies so well and not make the poses look awkward. I also like it when i see ur art i can tell u had fun in making it. Any tips?

be horny as shit, hope this helps 👍

lmao jk (i think) but one thing i did notice is that i hate drawing ppl just standing. Like doing absolutely nothing, not even walking or some shit. My knowledge in anatomy just goes out the window the moment a character is just standing there ominously. so idk make them do something interesting?? Also I avoid straight lines like the plague bc my hands are kinda shaky, but it helps in more dynamic stuff so.

As for posing, study Gian Lorenzo Bernini's work ! His shit is OUGH it's so AUHGH it's fucking UAOHGHHHH

LOOK AT THAT. LOOOOK. WHAT THE FUCK ITS MAJESTIC?????????????? Everything looks like it's floaty and shit it's so magical to me. And look at the C L O T H. bro how???? HOW???? HE DOESNT EVEN HAVE CTRL+Z. That mf just carved that shit on marble what in the actual fuck.

'Il Ratto di Proserpina' is probably his most known work AND FOR GOOD REASON??????? THAT SHIT IS THE JUICIEST OF JUICES ITS SCRUMPTIOUS DELICIOUS. A WHOLE ASS (hah get it) BUFFET. BRO ATE THAT SHIT UP LICKED THE PLATE CLEAN AND ATE THE FUCKING PLATE IDK BUT YEA IT'S GOOD, ITS GREAT, IT'S COOL. Like you can feel how the skin and muscles react when a body part is being gripped, it's such a subtle thing but it adds SOOO much to it like it was already a 100 but that shit brings it to fucking 10000000000 idk dude its rlly rlly good.

Also don't tell me that this man was innocent. Bro was filthy. He was out there depicting gods and saints like this:

AND THE CHURCH JUST LET IT PASS. I mean I'm not complaining its great stuff but damn that nun is just nutting bro. and the best part is...

THERE'S ANOTHER ONE.

2 NUNS. 2 NUNS NUTTING.

I present to you 'Estasi di Santa Teresa D'Avila'.

I remember in class the teacher told us that she was receiving gods blessing or something idk I dont remember it much but the gist of it was that saint Teresa felt ecstasy during that moment. And yeah, she was recieving god's blessing alright, look at her, she passed out and everything. Goddamn, I want a piece of god's blessing too.

In conclusion, he knew what he was doing.

Also, this might be a hot take but Michelangelo's David? I dunno, kiiinda overhyped but Bernini's David??????????

OUHHHHH THE EXPRESSION. LOOK AT THAT POSE. YOU CAN FEEL THE WEIGHT OF IT OUGHHHHHHHH soooo good so fucking gooood.

And this man is the defenition of extra, look at this fucking chair that he made.

He did not need to go that hard on a chair but guess what? he fucking did. Gian Lorenzo Bernini NEVER missed.

[aturnoftheearth]

listening to when the night is over and it’s like good GOD ben what is wrong with u you can’t just start a song with “my one and only love, i’ve been lonely long enough” and the last minute or so when it HITS and all the instruments are going INSANE and his voice is THERE oughhhhhhhh and then listening to love me like you used to and it’s like ohhh the long lost of it all the oooooos of it all the music part over the “i dream most every night that i never left youuuuuu” like the duhhh-duhhhhhhh-duhhhhhh-duhhhhhhhhhhhhh do you know what i’m talking about please say yes and then listening to the birds are singing at night like oh hey i love this son- everything ends everything changes all the young are getting old and the summer is cold and the birds are singing at night and don’t even try and save me friend and why am i not standing on a rock cliff side overlooking the appalachian mountains right now ????? and then listening to frozen pines and it’s like okay well im feeling extreme yearning immediately right out the gate so jot that down and oh my goddddddd the winter imagery this produces im just thinking of the one (1) time i saw snow and it was earlier this year the day after red rocks and it was covering the trees and flurrying in the air and it was all so gray and white and we were slowly driving up and down the winding roads in the mountains and that’s where frozen pines is meant to BE okay we need to i don’t know it’s like listening to it is like breathing out cold winter air and tucking your cold face down into your warm coat does this make sense