#there will be a part two so stay tuned

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Shout out to all artists who had to work without any strong direction or instruction.

I wish you a merry “the client likes it anyways”

[territorial-utopia]

This is what it was all for

Happy Midsummer's Eve!!!

[chichikoi]

hiraeth.

part II. synopsis: she watches as cassian falls for another, grappling with her own hidden affections and their newly snapped mating bond in the process. pairing: cassian x fem!reader fandom: a court of thorns and roses (book series by sarah j maas) genre: angst warnings: none a/n: house of balloons/glass table girls, this is his song... i love him. fluff part two coming up OBVIOUSLY, im not fucking ending it like this i cant do this to my #1 loverboy babygirl kitty princess beloved. @joyseuphoria hi <3

Cassian had always been the beacon of power and resolve, with a demeanor rugged and unyielding. But beneath the surface was vulnerability, and she knew that it was written in the stars for her to remain by his side as his closest friend and confidante, never to become one to uncover that side of him.

But it didn’t make it easier. Watching him as he fell for Nesta’s every glance, every touch, every word that escaped her mouth seemed to throw him deeper and deeper into a trance. And she was fine with that, and accepted it. Accepted that she would never be the object of his softened glances, his featherlight touches, his-

Her thoughts halted as Cassian stormed into the room, frustration radiating off him in waves. She glanced up from her book, her eyes immediately catching the tension etched onto his features. Without a word, she closed her book and shifted, making room for him on the couch.

Cassian collapsed beside her, his movements rough yet familiar. He stretched out, his feet finding their place on her lap almost instinctively. Y/N didn't flinch; instead, she settled into the comfortable silence, waiting for Cassian to speak.

"It's Nesta," he finally muttered, his voice heavy with frustration. "Training with her…it was like walking on eggshells. One wrong move, and she was tearing into me with those ice-cold eyes."

She listened attentively, her gaze soft as she absorbed his words. "It was like she was always testing me," Cassian continued, his voice growing softer with each word. "Pushing me to my limits, making me question everything I thought I knew about myself."

Her fingers instinctively started to massage his feet as he spoke. It was a small gesture, one born out of years of friendship and trust. Cassian didn't protest; instead, he leaned back against the cushions, allowing the soothing touch to ease the tension from his muscles.

As the minutes stretched on, their conversation ebbed and flowed, the weight of Cassian's burdens slowly lifting with each passing moment. Y/N listened, offering words of comfort when needed, but mostly content to provide silent support.

Cassian's breathing eventually evened out, his body relaxing against the cushions. Y/N glanced down to find him fast asleep, his features softened by the serenity of slumber. She smiled softly, her heart swelling with affection.

Suddenly, chains, bolts, and locks shifted, loosening, their weight growing just a little more tolerable. A soul peeked through. Broken, scarred, and trembling — with fear, she realized, but it stretched further and further. Yearning, searching.

It was as though a tether had snapped into place, an invisible thread binding her to Cassian in a way she had never felt before. Confusion flickered as she processed the intensity of the connection, the undeniable pull drawing her closer to him.

She was aware that this was not happening in the slightest. A mind trick. A dream, she thought. betraying once, the jolt of real-time that pushed through her. Burning her cheeks and stealing her breath. How the waking world slipped past the knobby parts of her fingers like a whisper, barely there, because dreaming was just a fancier word for getting lost. It held her there, suspended in imagination and for every second, it felt real. Like she could grasp the outlines and the textures. Like she could touch the weather, drink the clouds, and taste the sunlight.

The gods who had her in a chokehold withdrew.

Death feared her too, it seemed.

He was soaring in the air, and she was on the ground. She tried to reach him but he was far, far out of her reach. Seconds ticked by, and then minutes, and every thought that tried to sneak its way in, through this thick veil, bounced off and dissipated into thin air.

Because she then remembered… that beautiful things shouldn’t be broken. And she had a knack for breaking things.

The soft rays of dawn streamed through the windows of the House of Wind, casting a warm glow over the sitting room where she and Cassian had fallen asleep. As she stirred from her slumber, she found herself alone on the couch, the imprint of Cassian's presence still lingering in the air. She rubbed the sleep from her eyes, her mind foggy with the remnants of… dreams? Visions? She felt as though the very fabric of her existence had been torn asunder, leaving her adrift in a sea of uncertainty, but when has that ever stopped her?

So she stood on the ground and longed.

part II here >>

[chaggieslovechild]

Alastor and Rosie (and Charlie!) in HAZBIN HOTEL 01x07: Hello, Rosie!

[slouph]

[multifariousmediums]

[unorcadox]

i can feel myself forgetting you even though you're still here.

as you age, i notice my mind overwriting what i remember of you from when we were young.

[ovrour]

okay, alot of you guys wanted a part two so guess what…im whipping it up in the kitchen, hopefully it’ll be out by tonight🤓☝🏼.

lots of love, alondra💋.

[disaster-racing]

Clément Novalak wins Formula 2 feature race in Zandvoort, Netherlands (27.08.2023)

[illiana-mystery]

I love when my faves play... (Pt. 1)

Pompous Actors

Jeremy Burtom (The Impostors, 1998)

Carson Clay (Mr. Bean's Holiday, 2007)

Lost Musicians

Johnny Harte (Roadhouse 66, 1984)

Marty (When Pigs Fly, 1992)

Corrupt Goverment Officials

George Deckert (State of the Union, 2005)

Frank Burton (Abduction, 2011)

Military Sergeants

Elias Grodin (Platoon, 1986)

Steven Dunlop (The Little Traitor, 2007)

Stay tuned for part 2!

[goldkirk]

I think I’m finally writing a story fam

[dungeon-dykeshi]

Dungeon Meshi Character Ask Game

Laios - what's your favourite monster that appears in the series, and why?

Marcille - which of the dishes prepared in the show did you find the most off-putting?

Chilchuck - which of the main parties (Laios', Mr. Tansu's, Kabru's, Shuro's, The Canaries) is your favourite?

Senshi - which of the dishes prepared in the show would you most like to try?

Falin - what is your favourite part of the series' established magic system?

Namari - which character(s) do you wish got more development, if any?

Toshiro (Shuro) - what is one thing you dislike about your favourite character?

Kabru - which character do you find most interesting, and why?

Itsuzumi - what is one thing you enjoy about your least favourite character?

Thistle - what message of the series resonated with you the most?

Mithun - what is one thing you would have preferred to happen differently in the story?

Winged Lion - which character's motives/desires do you relate most to?

[r0semultiverse]

Two Truths & a Lie Round 1

For people who can't see polls: pick the lie

I've killed a frog.

I'm haunted.

I've had relations with someone's mom.

[disdaidal]

stranger things x bob’s burgers | pt 1

for anon ♥

[chiropteracupola]

back from bisque again

[ranchthoughts]

It might sound unbelievable. But for me, she's love at first sight.

CALL ME MAYBE - CARLY RAE JEPSEN/BAD BUDDY, EPISODE 8/VALENTINE - WENDY COPE/UNTITLED 1 - JULIEN BAKER/SONNET 87 - WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE