#such a sweet sentiment

[reunitedinterlude]

phil: whenever i see an ambulance, i like to think there is a baby being born, rather than a death (1, 2, 3)

[mayasdeluca]

MAYA BISHOP AND ANDY HERRERA STATION 19: 7x09 'How Am I Supposed To Live Without You'

[canisalbus]

As I sit here tending to a nosebleed I think about how that was the first picture I saw of your characters. His open, almost casual self loathing resonated with me. So much of people with "gross" physical traits seeking love is explored only in metaphor, but here is art that shows it without shame.

Your dogs make me feel like a real human being. Thank you.

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[honnelander]

asdfghjkl I love your writing. Your Sanji & reader have my heart forreal 🫶🏼✨ keep up the great work 😘

Suggestion: reader having a niche hobby (like knitting/crocheting, or collecting shells, anything really LOL 😆 your choice) and Sanji’s reaction to that

you are soooo sweet thank you!! this request/suggestion was so cute, i loved it.

when i read "collecting shells" i immediately knew what i wanted to write for it and this is how i think go fish!Sanji would react to reader collecting sea shells as a niche hobby:

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When you had started collecting shells, it didn't start out as a hobby, far from it in fact. You didn't even know collecting sea shells was considered a hobby until Luffy pointed it out to you.

"Oh, wow! You collect shells y/n? How cool!" Luffy gushed with his signature bright smile that lit up his face. That's one of the things you loved about Luffy, he had the ability to make any rudimentary task seem like the most special thing ever. "What a cool hobby!"

And that was when your shell-collecting hobby was born. At first, you had just wanted a souvenir of some sort, just wanting a small piece of each island you visited so you could look back at your collection one day and remember all of the places you've ever been to.

It was something very special to you. So imagine how you felt when you nearly forgot to grab a shell one day, during a routine island pit stop to restock the ship's supplies, when the weather suddenly took a turn for the worst just as the straw-hat crew was making their way towards the ship.

You liked to grab a shell right before you left. Usually, you had your routine: you would go to the closest beach to where the Going Merry was docked at, take a moment to survey the assortment of shells scattered along the beach, and pick out the shell that most reflected your either long or short time on the island. You loved it.

But during that particular trip, your shell-collecting routine didn't go as planned and you nearly had a heart attack at the thought of missing a shell.

The weather had suddenly turned for the worst as you and the crew were walking back towards the Merry. All of a sudden, it started to downpour so everyone decided to run back to the ship as fast as they could before all of the ship's supplies got ruined (well, everyone except for Zoro, who was already back on the ship with his stuff, not wanting to stick around on any island longer than he had to).

As you all were running up the plank to board the ship one by one, Luffy suddenly called out to you from the dock as you tailed behind Nami with Sanji right behind you.

"Wait! Y/n!" he called out and you stopped at the top of the plank to look back at him through the rain. "What about your sea shell? Don't forget to go and grab one!"

You gasped and your eyes widened. Your heart nearly dropped at the thought of forgetting to grab a shell and in turn, forgetting all about your visit to this island. "My shell!"

"Your what?" Sanji asked loudly over the rain, next to you.

You quickly dropped your crate of supplies on the ship's deck, not caring anymore if they got wet or not. "I have to go get my sea shell!" you replied quickly, running past him and back to the dock.

"Don't worry, y/n, we will be waiting right here for you!" Luffy reassured with a nod. "Now go get your shell!" he yelled and raised his fist in the air.

You gave him a grateful smile as you dashed towards the nearest beach, Sanji watching you go with a curious look in his eye before bringing your supply crate inside and out of the rain.

That night, as Sanji was cleaning up the kitchen, you were still at the table finishing up the warm soup he had made that night for dinner (he loved that you were a slow eater, it meant that most nights he got to spend a little bit of extra alone time with you in his favorite place), he asked you about your niche hobby.

"Feeling better now?" Sanji asked, breaking the comfortable silence as he cleaned off one of his knives with a rag, sneaking a look at you with a small smile. "All warmed up from being out in the rain too long?"

You hummed in agreement. "Absolutely," you nearly purred in delight (Sanji felt his heartbeat stutter for a second at your tone. He's never heard you like that before). You looked at the chef with gratitude. "Your food always hits the spot Sanji, but the soup you made tonight just hit differently. It warmed me right up."

"Ok good," Sanji laughed softly, looking at you for a few seconds through his blonde hair, and flicked it to the side slightly. "I can't have you getting sick on me now." He finished cleaning off the one knife, setting it down on the counter, picking up another to clean before he asked with a raised brow, "So, uh, why did you go back today? Something about a sea shell?"

And that's how he learned about your niche hobby.

You told him all about it; about how you wanted a small token from everywhere you've ever been, how long you've been doing it, described some of your favorite sea shells you've found so far, and how you couldn't wait to show your collection to your kids and grandkids someday and in turn, telling them all about your adventures with the straw hat pirates.

As Sanji listened to you explain your hobby to him, he couldn't help but smile to himself, stealing glances at you every so often. He loved listening to you talk about the things you were passionate about. He loved the way your face lit up and your eyes sparkled.

And for something as unique and special as this? He loved it even more because he knew that this little hobby of yours went way beyond just collecting shells, it was your own way of physically manifesting your hopes and dreams. Each shell you acquired was another story you would tell your future kids about. You were sharing a part of your soul with him, and Sanji was completely enamored.

From that night forward, Sanji had decided that he too would start a sea shell collection of his own, without you knowing, so that someday in the future, he could surprise you and your kids with it, with the beautiful sea shells he had secretly collected right alongside you, his future wife, the whole time.

He couldn't wait to see the look on your face someday.

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[her-penetrating-soul]

🤍 ‿"Coffee smells like freshly ground heaven."⁀🤍

~Jessi Lane Adams

[kaztheghost]

I do have to say I think it's a little funny how (in rp!!!) Bad went from being so beloved and trusted and someone you could rely on for anything at any time to being so hated and feared, that even when he tries to just speak people refuse and so now when he's fully embracing the name of the game people are forced to hide from even his presence--players like roier and etoiles, good players, crawling through dirt and stone because above ground is a monster they don't recognize and know will not show mercy, players like Cellbit and Philza who trusted in and thought highly of Bad now speaking of him with scorn and plotting for his downfall, one of his closest friends Baghera softening her tone to manipulate the beast and murmuring misinformation in hopes it'll keep their own alive for a bit longer, their homes safer for just a bit longer, from an island that shined light upon his image to an island that curses the very ground he walks on; and the idea his most active team members are all people who were strained in their relationships with him, people who spat his name previously now shouting kill orders and letting him loose, trusting him with their back in a fight, who trembled in fear now trying to supply any information and materials they can, who were constantly tricked and taunted now being uplifted as the driving force of their team !!!!!!! It's just so freaking good dude I love team soulfire so much

[nikibogwater]

The fact that this was in Zelda’s personal well office implies that either Link gave it to her, or she held onto it after he didn’t need it anymore. Either way, this is adorable and I’m making him wear it for the rest of the game, 0 armor points notwithstanding. 

[ahelluvahigh]

the-smallest-star asked: Gritt is giving one small sneeze.

Target spotted.

"What are you doing out so late, bonito?"

Fresh out of the hospital.

With no body guard.

Looking oh so gorgeous and oh so vulnerable.

[fallowtail]

went to see the crane wives last night and they had us howl at the moon when it came out to play into moon will sing and it was incredibly adorable i love them so much

[weaponizedmoth]

The Venture Family Group Photo (Hank, Dean, Rusty, and Brock) 😁👏

Bonus with Mr. Reachy ;3;" (I have no idea for Adding this for the venture family photo ^^")

(I usually make these B&W but I wanted to go all out for this one).

[self-spaghettification]

did he really re-manifest to him just to look at him and try to convince him one last time

LOOK AT HIM HE LOOKS SAD FOR A MOMENT

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[lamentofspring]

my precious mimi, my sweet sacrificial lamb ♡ / ophelia, friedrich heyser / tell me when it hurts, flower face / call me by your name (2017) / paper doll, flower face / the carnivorous lamb, agustín gómez-arcos / there sleeps titania, john simmons / viviane, renée vivien / mythological beauty, big thief / greek anthology; epigrams, antipater of sidon / in a week, hozier & karen cowly / my love mine all mine, mitski / venus verticordia, rossetti / nathan, flower face / cornflower blue, flower face / @tendermimi ♡

[hoofpeet]

A little look at the sorta post-reunion endgame era of the replacement Ingo timeline.. +expanding a bit on the thing . I really like stories where characters go through life changing experiences and, at the end of whatever journey or whtv they've been on, ultimately have to make peace with the fact that they've grown into different people and can never really. go back to how they were before.

+But it also adds a kinda bittersweet thing to Sugar & Spice effectively becoming a living memory of how Ingo & Emmet were in their youth

[justkiddingiminlove]

Flowers from the moon

He stares into your eyes, searching them for any malicious intent. He’s pretty damn confused as he finds none. “Why have you summoned me here?” He asks, confused on your motive. You smile awkwardly at the white eyed man before you. “I…I was curious if you were real…” he raises his eyebrows in response, “of course I’m real.” He retorts, his eyes shine brightly in the twilight, they remind you of the moon, slowly peeking over the horizon.

  You find yourself inching closer to him, attempting to find a better angle. “What are you doing?” He asks as you approach him. He holds his ground as he stares at you expectantly. Your eyes are filled with wonder as you gaze into his milky, glowing eyes. “Your eyes are like the moon…” you whisper.

He’s taken aback by your compliment. No one has ever compared them to something so regal, so powerful, so… “beautiful…” you finish his thought aloud, and he smiles lightly. He stays quiet as you get close enough for a better view. “Wow…” you see how his eyes aren’t a perfect, blank white. He has pupils, and they are barely darker than his sclera.

He searches your eyes again, seeing your wonder and admiration for his eyes. “You’re an odd one.” He mumbles as he teleports away. You’re a bit disappointed when he leaves, but shrug it off as you head inside your humble cottage.

As time goes forward, you begin to see him more. He sometimes sits in the shadows of the trees, spying on you. You’ve seen him staring from the high ledges of cliffs, and the small tunnels in the large caverns. He seems to be everywhere, but you don’t mind. 

Eventually, he makes an unexpected move. He starts bringing you flowers, leaving them on your porch for you to find when you get home. You smile at his gesture, and leave small trinkets and treasures for him on the golden base of the shrine. He keeps everything you give him, and he makes sure its safe and that it won’t get ruined. 

This goes on for years. You two continue to go back and forth, as if you’re in some kind of game. The nearby villagers think you’re weird for doing this, but you don’t care. You enjoy the game.

Eventually, he gathers the courage to approach you again. He’s holding a small bunch of flowers in his large, rough hands. You’re just inside, reading a journal you found on a recent mining expedition, when you hear a soft knock on the door. “Now who could that be?” you narrate to yourself as you grip the door handle and open it. It’s him. He’s in his usual attire, the bright teal shirt and deep purple pants. 

Your eyes land on the bunch of flowers he’s holding. “These are for you..” He says, his voice dripping with embarrassment. A small smile finds your lips, and you meet his eyes. You take a step closer to him, rise to your tippy toes, and place a light kiss to his cheek. His stubble is prickly on your lips, but you don’t care. 

 “Thank you, Herobrine.”

[77ngiez]

hey guys do we realize that the main difference betwen how kai and midori developed is that kai was given the chance to learn what normal life and love and family was like by working with chidouins while midori was kept under asunaros thumb all his life. do we realize that just a few changes could have kai acting just as cruel and merciless as midori. do we realize that midori is a victim of asunaro too, and though that doesn't excuse his actions it does make them more tragic. do we realize this or are we all being serious when we say midori is the only character who isn't worth redemption.

[her-penetrating-soul]

These moments with you tangled into my arms are the finest. To wake up entangled within your embrace is my everlasting bliss. You're my home sweet home...