#theyre so cute your honor

[obliviouskara]

[lanternlightss]

venti sounds so genuinely annoyed when he’s losing in tcg (“hm, enjoying yourself?”) and it’s so…. the bard has a competitive streak XD

but also like…. imagining him playing against nameless bard, probably one of old mond’s very good strategists, and just. trying not to sound too annoyed because it’s bard but also he wants to win.

bard’s just trying to hide his laughter behind the cards (to no avail because they can both hear him XD.)

[deathfavor]

@yeonban said: "you're really cute when you blush." It's a flush rather than a blush, but Soma is mesmerized by it nonetheless, with a fond smile steadily growing on his visage the longer he stares at Seiroku's face.

What was already flushed red in affectionate embarrassment only grows more saturated when he hears Soma's voice and the words spoken so easily. His veil does absolutely nothing to hide or weaken the color. Nor does his signature white outfit. If anything, all of it only makes his embarrassment all the more pronounced. His face feels like its burning and the red travels down from his nose and cheeks to his ears and neck, disappearing under the collar. As if Soma doesn't know exactly where and how its spreading regardless of if its visible or not. That thought does nothing to help, only adds fuel to the fire.

" That's embarrassing. " Seiroku remarks, burying his face into his arms as if that will help him. It won't. And even if he hides, his lips are curved upwards into the soft smile that only ever shows up for Soma to witness. No one else would believe a smile so soft, so utterly whipped, could exist.

( And oh! Oh! How such a comment, such love, soothes the hunger in his stomach, the beast in his chest that yearns and yearns. )

Blue eyes peek through his fingers to see Soma's fond smile beaming at him. If he could die, he'd die a happy man to see that look. He loves seeing that look that is reserved for him alone. He lowers his arms even as the tips of his ears still burn.

" Stop staring. " He doesn't mean it though, even when he has to advert his gaze with the smile still on his lips. The words are softer like a plea even if the black dog truly doesn't mind if Soma does or doesn't. He treasures these moments together, when its just them. Not their roles, their titles, but the two of hem.

[demigods-posts]

i think that percy and annabeth's relationship is so healing for both of them. like, our girl has severe abandonment issues but managed to pull the guy whose fatal flaw is unwavering loyalty. and our boy has severe self-esteem issues but managed to pull the girl who consistently chooses him. i love these two so much.

[adharastarlight]

Reg, reading at 1am, with James' head in his lap, idly playing with his hair with one hand.

Reg looking down at him and smiling so softly at how peaceful he looks.

Reg thinking James is asleep.

Reg whispering for the first time "I love you."

Reg's heart fluttering when there's a sleepy mumble of "I love you too" below him.

[lostgoosebe]

I love them sm

[julesart04]

WOLFSTAR! ✨🌙 I LOVE THEM AND I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE!

[soaring-trash]

Here's an insane amount of little things i thought up about imodna :}

Imogen’s first attempts at crocheting where socks that Laudna now religously wears to sleep, they’re on the verge of falling appart but she loves them.

Laudna leaves an ichor stain on every mug she drinks from.

Imogen got spooked once and accidentally electrocuted a wooden mug.

Imogen loves laudna’s neck and unreasonably large amount because it shows that she loves every part of her.

Pâté likes to hang out in Imogen’s scarf like its a baby swaddle.

Imogen likes listening to Laudna’s heart beat, she’s traumatized from when her bbg died so she finds it very calming.

Laudna still sleeps with her eyes open sometimes.

the hound makes biscuits.(Pâté tries too)

Laudna made Imogen an earring like the ring imogen gave her.

imogen holds the blood necklace when she misses Laudna.

[sweetlittlestarbursts]

fuck romeo and juliet. i want whatever these bitches have.

[floofery]

MY HEART IS MELTING

HE'S GIVING BASIL A LITTLE (daisy!!) BOUQUET,, stop it,,, they're so sweet

[psychoshtbox]

soft ghoap bc i don't see enough

I just really like the idea of Ghost and Soap being domestically intimate. Things such as Ghost working through some paperwork and Soap relaxing nearby, just existing together. It's quiet, peaceful even. Nothing but the sound of pen scratching paper, pages occasionally flipping, and a soft hum of content every so often.

Eventually, the papers will be finished, every last one filled out marking the end of the days work. Soft shuffling of a chair being pushed back and small groans as he stretches his body, the satisfying pops of his back, the the return of the chair to the desk. Turning back around, he'll see that Soap has long since dozed off, lightly grasping the journal he was drawing in before in his lap. Ghost huffing a small, yet fond chuckle at the sight.

He never gets tired of seeing his boyfriend like this. The fine lines of his face smoothed out, relaxed. his breathing steady, tiny snores just barely audible escaping his mouth. He looks so calm, an image the Ghost holds close to his heart.

After a brief moment (of gawking, if we're honest) he subtly moves the journal from the sleeping man's hands, gently placing it on the stand next to the bunk, resting the pen on top of it. Grabbling the blanket that is bunched up at the end of the bed, he carefully climbs in next to Soap, sliding him down so they can lie together. For a quick moment, Soap grumbles about being moved, mumbling as quiet "hello Simon," as he realizes what's happening. Swinging his leg over Ghost's as they settle together, intertwining their limbs, as if to get as close as possible to one another. They share a few brief kisses, ones peppered on the face, causing soft giggles to flow out, until landing lightly on their lips.

As soon as he was awake, Soap is once again softly snoring, his face buried in Ghost's neck. Ghost follows shortly after, his mind at peace and filled with comfort as he drifts off to sleep.

(i'm so rusty with writing, so please bear with me)

[cloudyaxolotl]

Clay and Floyd! Hehe Branch and Bruce will be next if I’m not drawing John for the 50th time…

[corpusdiem-seizethedead]

Angel: *pointing* May I sit there?

Husk: That's my lap

Angel: That doesn't answer my question.

[sophskullz]

Elmax fanart for the soul <3

Made by me 😋

Also incase you didn’t notice their nails are each others eye color and El is wearing a skateboard hairclip 🤭

[bleppybeans]

New Chaggie Headcannon: Vaggie used to pull at her hair when she was stressed, so Charlie got her the bow as a present so she would pull on the bow instead!

[harvesterofmusic]

just Kirk being Kirk❤️✨

+ one of my fav Klars moments 🫠