#thec

[garaktime]

Half an hour till the chemist opens...pls lord I haven't had my anti depressants in 4 days I am so cooked rn

[borrelia]

on topic, we should all watch valley girl (1983) for a refreshing take on teen romance that is feels way more true to life than any kind of soulmates forever story. they're literally just dating. they just like each other. its cute :)

[nectaric]

@thecs from here.

harsh laughter bubbled in his throat, bursting from his lips before hades had a chance to bite his tongue. the noise was grating on the ears, foreign to him despite knowing it was his voice who conjured the sound. for a moment, he could only stare at his younger brother in surprise, disbelief scrawled across pale features for more reasons than one.

and then as quick as it had come undone, hades reconstructed his mask with efficiency. his expression became hard, eyes narrowed in disdain. he relaxed his shoulders, and regarded zeus with a harsh stare that could not have given the illusion of discomfort.

"the evidence speaks for itself, zeus. i try, and i try, and i cannot protect anyone." an exaggeration, of course, but when did gods ever deal in exacts? "you seek to comfort me, but the truth is, i always end up hurting those who matter and nothing can ever change--"

the hug came as a greater surprise than his laughter. hades stiffened, rigid as a board, dark eyes blown wide with shock. the mask was gone again, lost as his brain struggled to comprehend exactly what had happened, or why. when he could not come up with anything, hades shuddered in zeus' grasp. "what are you --" hades gasped out weakly, not knowing if he should shove zeus away or return the hug in kind. instead he remained stiff-armed and unmoving, breath coming quicker than he intended.

"i'm not-- this is--" hades floundered like a fish out of water, an unexpected wave of emotion striking him like a punch to the gut. how long had it been since someone had held him like this? why would zeus go out of his way to make him feel better? had he not heard what hades said? did he not realize that he was putting himself in the line of fire? all hades did was disappoint, all he did was hurt those who mattered most because he could not keep his emotions in check, and here zeus was, tempting the worst of them.

a lump formed in hades throat. "you shouldn't... zeus this isn't right. this isn't right, you cannot just say things like this. please, let me go."

and yet hades made no move to pull away, still frozen in spot. everything else his brother said fell on deaf ears. his breath came even more quickly, and the lump grew bigger. "i don't deserve this. i don't, i don't--!"

[revengesworn]

Mikey isn't the type of person to be bewitched by a woman's beauty. He's never understood the appeal of that sort of thing, to be honest, and it never bothered him that he was missing out, either.

But this woman... he doesn't think it's attraction he feels - rather, there's something otherworldly about her. It catches his attention, but more than that, he almost feels as if she isn't even human, like she's something beyond that entirely... the feeling only lasts a brief moment, but it's a bizarre sensation for him.

Then the moment passes, and he's just a kid looking at some random woman again. Still, now that they're looking at each other, he feels he should at least say something.

"Hey! Nice day, isn't it?" ...And then, after a moment. "You know, I've never seen you round here before. There's a lot of gangs in the area. You should be careful."

@thecs ( starter for persephone )

[reestallized]

steven stone's super cool mega metagross car

[amoriscustos]

@thecs sent : ❝ why do you have that look on your face? ❞

𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗘  𝗜𝗦  𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧,  𝗧𝗥𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗗!  barely  able  to  let  out  a  squeak  of  a  sound.  intrusion  wasn't  really  on  her  docket,  hand  to  god.  it's  not  like  minako  knew  the  studio  wasn't  empty  (  𝘴𝘩𝘦'𝘥  𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨  𝘰𝘯  𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘦  )  and  while  she  had  half  a  mind  to  turn  back,  curiosity  took  over  at  the  sound  of  muffled,  familiar  music.  a  queek  peek  snowballed  into  stunned  gawking,  gaze  glued  to  yaten's  fluid  movements.  it  was  never  a  secret,  her  talent  (  𝘢𝘭𝘭  𝘰𝘧  𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳𝘴  𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺  )  but  here,  no  lights,  no  smoke  and  mirrors,  the  silver  haired  idol  truly  dazzled.  a  starlight  all  on  her  own.

...and  she's  still  waiting  for  a  reply.

❝  a-ah,  well..  ❞  oh  god,  she's  slipping,  all  tongue  tied,  all  frazzles,  words  slipping  away  no  matter  how  hard  she's  grasping  at  them.  it's  not  every  day  the  blonde's  left  a  bumbling  mess.  and  that  embarrassment  is  enough  to  wake  up  pesky  laughter,  it  bubbling  up  and  up  until  she's  got  𝘯𝘰  𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦  but  to  let  nerves  out,  one  hand  raising  up  and  landing  behind  her  head  in  the  process,  ❝  i  promise  i'm  not  here  to  spy!  ❞  which  absolutely  sounds  like  that's  exactly  what  she's  here  to  do.  a  couple  of  steps  and  she's  in  the  room,  her  dance  bag  plainly  slung  over  her  shoulder,  ❝  really,  i  just..  i  wanted  to  practice  and  i  didn't  realize  anyone  would  be  here  and  i  heard  your  music.  i  didn't  mean  to  watch,  but  you  know  me.  ❞  grin  is  set  as  her  gaze  drifts  away,  landing  on  a  barre.  𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘆'𝘀  𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝗻 𝗶𝘁𝘀  𝗵𝗼𝗹𝗱  𝗻𝗼𝘄,  hiding  in  her  tone,  ❝  you..  you're  very  good.  i  wish  i  could  dance  like  you.  ❞

ft. kou yaten // random dialogue prompts ( x ) // accepting !

[valiisthea]

❣️ from terence to dion.

Send ❣️ to check my muse's pulse || Always Accepting

@thecs || Dion

There was something almost hypnotizing about allowing Terence to look him over after a rather wild fight on the battlefield. Most specifically, when he came to after calling upon Bahamut. The stress his body would endure during and after the prime and transformation was tiring enough on it's own.

Let alone all of the fighting, both as Bahamut and not, that ensued after.

Eyes softly closed, Dion let out a small hum when he felt Terence's fingers press to the delicate skin of his wrist. His adrenaline was still high, and gentle as Terence's press might've been, Dion could still feel his blood thumping quick against the pads of Terence's fingers.

"I assure you, I am well. I merely require a moment's reprieve." He said after a few seconds of comfortable silence, voice gentle and calm. "Though your concern is, as always, greatly appreciated, Terence."

[saccharic]

@thecs asked: Psyche yawned quietly, before nuzzling into Eros' side. Using his shoulder as a pillow, she'd give a playful grin, while humming. " Nappy time . " cooed out the woman, before allowing her eyes to flutter closed. " Just stay here, rest with me . . "

with the sun casting light on them, laying on a chaise sitting right in front of a large window, it was eros' favorite part of the day. wings curled around them, nothing but their own breaths and voices carrying sounds in the room. the atmosphere was euphoric. "i don't have any thoughts of leaving any time soon," he rumbles out, grabbing strands of psyche's hair and nuzzling into her.

he can't help the hand that plays with her hair, probably lulling her to sleep–yet it's more for him than her. he can't help the breath he takes, deep inhale of just her, her smell, the sweet scent. he can't help the finger that trails down her face, tracing imaginary lines on her delicate features. he can't help the kiss that he plants on her head, tender in its action, and the deep sigh of relaxation that escapes him.

"sleep, my love. we'll lay for a while."

[aetheryic]

@thecs said: Emet Selch dozed off beside hero, Mina - as his eyes blinked slowly. Before the man fell into a complete slumber, his arm wrapped about the hero's waist, as he nuzzled into contently.

she wanted to be annoyed. this insufferable man... a fossil, really, judging his jagged edges and dusty ideals. yet she kept returning to his side, did she not ? the weary bard now slightly curled up, as she oft was when preparing to sleep -- assuming rest ever washed over her. asi'mina adjusted a bit closer to him, letting the warmth of his body radiate like a safer blanket ; a more comfortable presence than the light infused like stained glass. for the moment... just this one, she shoved each and every worry to the side.

you're not strong enough, not brave enough, worthless . . . if the light destroys you, let it be so. perhaps that's what it would always come to, being a hero. mina sighed, wrapping their arm across emet-selch's waist, letting their fingers bunch into the fabric of his robe like a lifeline.

[grolarbear]

quick sketch !!

[borrelia]

i need to draw my freaking COMIC!!!! [doesn't do that]

[nectaric]

@thecs asked: Hera released a soft as she walked to where she knew her husband was. It had been a long week, and honestly, the woman was simply ready for a nap. So when she spotted him, she took a few seconds to simply gaze at him. He was truly something else. It had been sometimes since they became a couple. Children and years together, her heart ached some. Tilting her head towards the side, she couldn't bring herself to move. The picture he made rooted her into place. This alone brought silence to her mind and made the normal rage in her veins calm. " Zeus . . . " She whispered before slowly making her way over. " May I join you ? "

zeus was no artist. but they had a vision in their head, a very specific pattern for a very specific item of clothing -- one for their fashion line -- and they needed to get it on paper. they had a sketchpad in their lap, scrawling across the paper with a pencil. their brows had furrowed, tongue poking between their teeth.

so focused was zeus that when hera spoke, it startled them. zeus' head snapped up in surprise, dropping the pencil from between their fingers.

"oh! hello, love." zeus said warmly, quickly snapping the sketchbook closed. they set it aside, then held their arms open to hera, beckoning her onto their lap. "of course you may. you seem tired... come rest for a moment."

[lesbiantechnowizard]

i noticed the after a full power down of my laptop that when you first turn the pc you can't see whats happening anymore, its a blue screen charging. i miss seein the bold letters in my screen telling me what's going on

[kawaiialeisha]

AWOOOGAAAA HELLOOO SIIRRRR *GASP* IS THAT A RING ON YOUR FINGER *LOOKS DOWN TO SEE A RING ON MY FINGER FOR SOME SPECTACULAR REASON* HOLY SHIT I HAVE ONE TOO THIS MUST BE SOME CRAZY COINCIDENCE...... UNLESS-

More experimental Reboot Wally art ~ it’s not really related to him, just doodling my general thoughts lately *shrug* 💗🌦️

[caviarandgritsband]

Enjoy our full-length video for "Good, Good Love"

[singofus-a]

@thecs asked: Nyx was a stoic woman. Very rarely did she show emotion. However, for a single moment, the goddess allowed warmth to show on her expression. The sight of one of her children - hypnos - made a small smile tug on her lips. Heading over to his side, did she sit down. Before reaching out with a delicate yet strong grip and pulled her child to herself. Arms enclosed around her child, as she nuzzled slowly yet affectionately. " My sweet slumbering bird. "

unprompted ask | Always Accepting

Often, when away in his kingdom of Sleep, he would awaken sharply from it - gasping for breath and alert and ready for his role in the waking. But this time, his senses had told him that there was no need. That his waking body was safe and comforted and though it was time to wake, he could do so slowly.

So he did, yawning softly and nuzzling in to whoever it was that held him. It only took him a moment longer to recognise who that was.

"Hi mother!" He murmurs, sleepy but excited. As always he was to spend time with his mother. His long arms now wrap around her too, cuddling in gently. "How are you? Do you need anything?" Another yawn.