#so when I expressed my fears to him..

[akai-anna]

one of the best things in detco: conan and shinichi appearing side by side in frames/panels

another note: shinichi literally forgetting he's kudou shinichi bc he got used to being conan. iconic. it slipped his mind. oops.

[artuurle]

(AU)

What if you died and something divine loved you so much it couldn't cope with that fact? What if they tried bringing you back but the result was wrong?

More doodles + rambles below:

Now What if what came back was just off. Looks at the divine without the memories that went back decades. It looks, behaves and works in a way just off enough in a way to make the god unable to look at it. it's not you. it's not. it can't be.

.... but what if what got pulled back was still you, but its- YOU'RE wrong and broken in ways you cant understand anymore.

The apocalypse draws closer and closer and you don't know why every day that passes you seem to be falling more and more apart too. The god is gone. You are alone.

....Anyway yeah i fucked up a perfectly normal Lovestory Au. i gave it anxiety is what i did. sorry for horrid typing in 2nd person trying to explain stuff im bad at explaining <3 i draw, not write for a reason lol.

[kerizaret]

I know i like to joke around that haha tsukasa scared of bugs haha funny loser, but please do remember and be mindful of people irl with fears that might seem silly or petty to you, because you never know how it truly makes them feel

[cent-scratchnsniff]

doodles and stuff. struggled with painting until i gave up

[sparklingdemon]

i know sorrow's quote was in referral to blue but i feel like it could also be applied to leaf/green herself and abandon lonliness: i am's new ending from a meta standpoint if you think abt it hard enough……….

i mean. did we not see OP try to rewrite history in order to prevent the tragedy of lonliness and leaf rotting in hell? do we dare to forget - to erase what she did to lonliness? can she be forgiven now that it never happened in the first place...?

[petitepatateuwu]

It's way too hot and I am way too tired to do any more efforts, so excuse the critical lack of quality here.

If you didn't know, Cole is my favourite Power Ranger :D

And while I was binge watching Ninjago I had the pleasant surprise to see him physically and mentally traumatized in season 5 😈

And since I'm a huge sucker for angst, my brain immediately thought of developing that idea in order to hurt my beautiful baby boy some more. That and also the fact that my brain immediately looks for logic in the laws of cartoon physics (I really shouldn't do that...)

So I bring you the "Cole is a Ghost Kind-of-Saga". I still have a few more ideas to exploit, notably adressing the ways the other ninjas will help him cope with his new condition :3

And maaaaybeeeee a small comic too 😇

Anyways, I will let my brain rest a bit for now and sleep.

[hoshiina]

pairing: akatsuki hyoga x gn!reader (no prns)

request: i wanted to request something of hyoga with a s/o that's reserved just like him, and that even though they were always together, everyone assumed that they were just close friends and nothing more. however it turns out they're married! and everyone is surprised by this; especially moz and homura who thought they knew hyoga to an extent at least lol

warnings: hyoga is very sweet, that's truly about it he's just insanely sweet.

wc: 1100

The two of you were deeply in love. You knew he loved you and he knew you loved him back— and that was enough for both of you. After all these years, there was of course still lots to talk about, but hardly a need to talk about anything. As long as you were together, you couldn’t ask for any more. You had originally met each other at the same dojo, so often people found you training together and naturally as you did things together, you were close to similar people.

The two of you did share a living space and sleep together so while originally you assumed people would catch on that you were a couple rather quickly, considering the lack of affection you display in public the two of you soon realized they probably thought you were just roommates. However, there wasn’t a true need to bring it up all of a sudden, not to mention it would be slightly awkward after all this time— so you figured you’d just wait until someone asked.

Now, behind closed doors he would kiss you first thing in the morning and you would tell him you loved him before you slept each night and there was no doubt that the two of you were terribly in love. And that was perfectly fine.

Yet, if there was one thing that saddened you from time to time, it would be the missing ring on your left hand. 

Hyoga wasn’t one to wear his ring often, all the way back from 3700 years ago, but you were. You had it on all the time— to the point where you could hardly get it off your finger. Although you loved that it showed you were his and he was yours, you truly just loved the way it made you feel safe. It was nothing extravagant, and you asked for it that way. You wanted something that you could keep on while training, that wouldn’t get in the way, so it was just a band with a small diamond engraved in it. To many it truly wasn’t much, but to you, it meant absolutely the world. To you, that little ring made you feel like Hyoga was with you wherever you went and in danger, he would come flying. You absolutely trusted he still would, but your hand did feel empty without the ring.

It was as if he read your mind. It was early in the morning when the two of you were taking a break while training alone. He carefully took off his gloves and took your left hand and the gentle touch made your heart flutter.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

He didn’t reply, but he took out a ring and slipped it right onto your ring finger. It was just a band, no diamond, no gem. Just a band that was exactly the size of your left-hand ring finger.

“Sorry it’s nothing more,” Hyoga said softly, then laughed a little. The look on his face was soft and gentle, one that he would only show you. “Perhaps this is worse than it was without.”

You were in love with him, you had always been and yet you had fallen all over again. He was the one for you and he will always be.

“No, I absolutely adore it!” you said, immediately pulling your hand back just in case he took it away. He chuckled again and you slowly brought your hand back out to look at it on your hand. You loved it so much you couldn’t have the words to express it. The largest diamond in the world couldn’t possibly compare to this simple hoop of metal on your ring finger. “How… did you?”

“I asked Senkuu and Kaseki helped make it,” he said. “It was a slight hassle trying to get your ring size again.”

“When did you get it? While I was asleep?” you asked, absolutely impressed.

“Yes,” he said. “I was afraid to wake you up a couple of times. Also it didn’t help that you sleep on your side a lot.”

“Okay, but aren’t you going to tell?” Senkuu suddenly said.

“Tell what?” you asked, ignoring the fact that you didn’t know he was listening in.

“No.” Hyoga said firmly, purely out of embarrassment.

“He made the ring himself,” Senkuu said. “Late at night, after you were asleep, for multiple nights he was working on it.”

Your head spun back to look at him. “No way,” you said.

In all of your years of being married, you had not seen him look so flustered ever.

“He got it perfect in a few tries though. Considering the tools we have to work with that itself was an insane feat,” Senkuu said, and started walking away. “Okay, sorry to bother, I’ll leave you be.”

“I love you so much,” you said to Hyoga, looking directly into his eyes.

“It’s just a piece of metal really, so I thought it’d make me feel a little more part of it if I made it,” he said, avoiding eye contact.

“Why weren’t you going to tell me?” you asked.

“It’s embarrassing,” he said. “Also, it was just for my self-satisfaction… it doesn’t change the fact that it’s just a band.”

You didn’t even bother to reply because you knew that he knew you didn’t think that for a second. You knew that he knew that made you love the ring a million times more now. Perhaps that was why— perhaps he felt bad if that made you feel like you had to keep it on. How terribly silly— he could have found it on the ground some random day and you would still have it on for the rest of your life if he had given it to you.

“Thank you,” you said, giving him a kiss. “I’ll protect it with my life.”

“Please do not,” he said, returning the kiss. “It’s supposed to protect you.”

BONUS

From that moment on, you realized you did want people to know you were married to him after all. You were so insanely proud to have him as your husband, not to mention you didn’t need anyone else falling for him either. He was in love with you, he would spend nights making a ring for you— not anyone else.

So later that day when you were having a meal with Homura and Moz, you made sure to flaunt your brand new ring, surprising them both.

Hyoga stayed silent, but it was obvious he was your partner.

Today, it was absolutely obvious that the two of you were in love.

[sieglinde-freud]

oh im obsessed with this actually… who ever wrote this one i am kissing u on the forehead and hugging you real tight… inigo is such a loverboy im kkkhhhhhhijnsdnfng

[ave-immaculata]

fellas we're once again wrestling with imperfect vs. perfect contrition and why imperfect contrition with a firm resolution to not sin again and promptly receive the Sacrament of Reconciliation doesn't save

[abyssal-ilk]

pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease start posting x6 meta the people yearn for it

you got it 🫡 the people shall have x6 meta and their yearning shall be fulfilled

[softquietsteadylove]

Arranged marriage au. First kiss between them. It starts of sweet and gentle and then 5 mins later they are *heavily* making out. It doesn’t really go further for now, bc Thena is still working through her fear of men I think, but yeah. Please make this so fluffy that I could use it as a pillow. I hope you enjoy your day, you are a wonderful writer and I love reading your work ❤️

Thena liked coffee. Maybe he had always just assumed she preferred tea being a Brit and all. But Thena actually preferred to start her morning with a good amount of caffeine.

She did the whole thing, too--clasped the mug with both hands and sipped it gently still in her robe. It seemed to really bring her some peace to start the day that way. It was cute.

Gil lingered in the doorway leading out to the living room, which would put him in direct sight of the kitchen. He didn't want to disturb her morning routine yet. She didn't have any classes today, so she was probably enjoying the start to a day off for her. And she just looked so pretty, morning softness in her skin, bleary eyes, blonde hair all wavy around her shoulders.

"Hm," Thena sighed aloud after getting her first deep sip. She hadn't even emerged from her room for coffee in her first weeks living here. Either she had restrained herself or she secretly had a coffee maker in her room that he didn't know about. "Gil?"

Caught. He chuckled, coming out of his hiding place and ruffling his bed head. "Why do you look like that when you first wake up and I look like I just got out of the ring?"

Thena puffed through her nose at his joke. Even her sense of humour needed to be warmed up slowly, but she didn't tell him to shut up, either. "Sleep well?"

"Not bad," he acknowledged, although it wasn't a restful sleep and more sheer exhaustion. He looked down at his hands, making sure they weren't showing too much signs of use after his late work day yesterday. "You?"

"Hm," she purred, smiling into her coffee again. "Quite."

Gil accepted the brief answer. He moved around the kitchen island. "Any left for me?"

Thena moved out of the way of her precious coffee to allow him some.

"Thanks." He had been surprised initially, assuming she would prefer a coffee pod machine, maybe a fancy espresso machine that could make cappuccinos and lattes at home.

But Thena, being Thena, didn't know how to work them. She'd had a simple, old coffee maker at home, so that was all she wanted here, too. He at least sprang for the finest beans, but if it had more than four buttons, Thena would end up asking him how to use the damn thing anyway.

She still hadn't figured out the blender.

"Work?"

"Unfortunately," he chuckled as he poured and then immediately took a swig of the steaming hot liquid. "That an invitation to stay home?"

Thena feigned a shrug. "You do whatever you want, I'll be enjoying my day off. I would have thought as a crime boss if you wanted a day off you simply...could."

Unfortunately Gil thought of it as being the other way around. Crime waited for no man, and such. And most of all, half of what he really did was putting out fire after fire. Goons could handle administration, even turf wars. But the Boss handled emergencies.

"I wish, sweetheart," he sighed a little into his cup too. He looked over at her, leaning over the island, cradling her coffee like it was part of her dragon's hoard. "You enjoy--want me to bring back something for dinner?"

Thena visibly considered it. His eyes travelled down to her bare feet on the smooth tiles of the floor (with in-floor heating so she wouldn't get cold, of course). "That could be nice."

"Done," he nodded, finishing his cup. "Text me anything you're craving, or I'll just bring home something I know you like."

Thena said nothing, tilting her head at him with this funny grin on those lips of hers. She had no idea how alluring she looked as her hair slipping off her shoulder and swayed for a second. It found a home against the slope of her cleavage.

Gil looked down into his empty cup so as not to admire his wife's beauty a little too much.

"You like all this domesticity," Thena surmised, maybe even accused, grin and all. "Is that why you purchased a wife?"

He scowled; he didn't like it when she referred to their arrangement as a transaction. But she corrected, standing up to her full height and sliding closer to him against the edge of the counter.

"You know what I mean," she allowed.

But he had to admit, she had a point. He did like someone to come home to, and someone to see him off in the mornings like this was doubly nice. "I guess it's kind of nice to not just be me and the birds in the morning."

Thena laughed gently, but all he could see was the way her hair got a little caught against her earring. He reached out and she didn't move away, allowing him to loosen it for her. This particular lock joined its comrade resting against her shoulder.

He kissed her cheek first. It was affection she had been receptive to before, and he didn't want to push her too hard. But she turned her cheek toward him, maybe even leaned into it. Call him a romantic at heart, but there was something nice about kissing his wife in the morning.

"You'll-"

Thena turned her head as he leaned in again. He managed to avoid accidental contact, but they were completely nose to nose, eyes darting around each other's faces. Her lips were faintly pursed, held open mid-sentence.

Gil closed his eyes. Whatever was about to happen, it had to be up to Thena.

Mercifully, she leaned in first. Their lips pressed together in a brief and almost innocent way. It wasn't necessarily their first kiss, but it felt like it was. Gil moved his hands to her cheeks, tilting her head just so.

Thena moved closer to him, her hands finding a home on his chest. He slept in minimal clothing but he had mustered the effort to put a shirt on before coming downstairs. Her fingers pressed into the organic cotton fabric.

He pulled back, hovering closer to her lips. "Is this okay?"

He heard her swallow, and the idea of her having some butterflies charmed him. He peeked down between them, although her breasts obstructed some of the view. He saw her toes curl faintly and smiled.

"Hm."

Thena leaned in again. Their lips moved together more and more naturally, and she really wasn't a half bad kisser, all things considered. Their lips kept meeting like waves against a shore, and soon her hands were sliding up his shoulders to lock behind his neck.

His hands slid down to her waist, leaning forward. She was so soft, and she fit against him like he had sculpted her and wished her to life. And what a work of art she was.

Thena moaned.

It was soft and quiet, like the rest of their morning so far. But the cute, sexy little sound did something to him. It made him want more. He leaned in even more, pinning her between the counter and him. He put his hand against the edge so it wouldn't dig into her back, which arched naturally.

It brought her further away and yet she pulled him with her, just as eager to keep going. Their tongues met tentatively at first, but then more and more eagerly. Soon she was taking in breath sharply between each stroke of her tongue seeking his.

Gil groaned. It wasn't quite as melodic as hers. He sounded like a desperate man finally graced with the softness of touch, in his opinion. His brain shut out the rest of his day--and everything else around them for that matter. He was just a man trying to kiss his wife.

"Gil."

Fuck, if she knew what she did to him. Well, he didn't want her to know. But her breasts pushed against his chest, letting him feel how full and soft they were. Her knee bent against his and in reply his bent, landing between her legs until he realised it was the muscle of her inner thigh against it.

Thena pulled back, eyes wide. The softness of the slow morning had left her, her eyes sharp and her breathing heavy. Her skin had an enticing flush to it, even extending into her pillar of a neck. Her hands left him as if she had been too close to putting her hands on a hot pan. "S-Sorry... "

Gil swallowed down the desire raging inside of him. He moved carefully, extracting himself from her. This wasn't for the sake of a horned up old mob boss like him finally getting some ass. "No--no, don't be sorry. I'm sorry."

Thena's jaw bobbed but no sound came out. She was rooted to the spot, although something dawned on her and she darted her eyes away. Her robe had parted, but she tugged the hem of her nightdress down over those legs of hers.

Those legs of hers would be the death of him.

Gil pushed his mug away from the edge and turned. "I'll get ready for work. Think about what you want for dinner. Just text me if you wan anything."

He just barely peeked over his shoulder at her. She was still wrapping her head around what had just happened. He would find it cute if his brain weren't so aggressively consumed with what had just happened. He didn't want to be a man desperate and howling for his wife after one kiss, and yet here he was. But he was still looking forward to coming home to her later.

[sandycookie]

fellas the book 7 update…. *crying*

(refer to the tags for my rambling, just to minimize ppl accidentally spoiling themselves)

[moe-broey]

Down time...

Just some VERY messy quick doodles. But it's soooo important to me.... bite bite kill kill bite chew gnaw chomp kill maim murder

+ some extra expressions I like enough to post (but please look away this is private........... like you don't really See Anything/it's cropped out, just suggestive LMFAO)

Mostly just bc of Moe tbh. I like how silly it is LMFAO

[thedrotter]

you know how my display name is straight up local catboy even though im outright terrified of cats. well this week a miracle happened: ive interacted with a cat for once?!?!?!?!

you see i was at campus this week and the college cat started chasing me everywhere and even waited for me as i went to the bathroom and i was so scared😭 as i got out of that bathroom I was cornered girl was already camping outside... I thought i was going to faint to die but then turns out she was running after me because she wanted to rub herself on my legs???😭😭

it struck a soft spot in my heart because she reminded me of my dog because she does the same thing (plus bonus points my dog is black and the cat was a black cat so. double hit) and here's the miracle... I crouch and talk to her🫣🫣 this sounds very simple but i usually keep cats at a distance since they terrify me so this this was a very intense moment for me fr

so yes display name local catboy who also happens to be terrified of cats despite that display name interacts with cat for once in his life

[swordmaid]

don’t think shri’iia would be comfortable enough to trance fully. even if she knows the companions are her allies and they wouldn’t do anything to harm her, she would still be too paranoid to fully let her guard down so at best she trances for like 30 mins - 1 hr, wake up, do something, try to rest again — old habits die hard and all that. i do like the idea of her eventually resting with astarion hehe especially when they get together after act 2, and i also like the idea of scratch and the owlbear cub sleeping on top of her from time to time, so whenever she’s sharing her bedroll with somebody else i think that’s when she’s forced to trance for longer than she her usual sessions since she doesn’t want to disturb their rest. or maybe she still wakes up periodically but she trances for longer now, and after the graveyard scene when she rests with astarion that’s when she feels the most comfortable and safe and she’s able to trance to actually get a full night’s rest undisturbed.

[classic-jamie]

i stand by that the thing that makes jamie and santis relationship weird is the bizarre secrecy. like they just dont talk about shit and thats what makes it weird