#this is.... very self indulgent. hehe.

[honeydots]

Cast Iron & Hickory Wood 🌨 ✧ xanlow | completed (3/3) | 10.6k ✧ rated T Summary: As Xander and Laslow are scouting an abandoned weather outpost amidst a snow storm, bandits strike. And when Laslow is left in a less than prime condition, their only choice is to take shelter in the shambling cabin.

[favoure]

"do the opposite of what people tell you to do"

[cloudybarnes]

bella donna

Pairing: theodore nott x reader

Summary: a sick night in bed calls for your cute boyfriend to come in and take care of you

Word Count: 800+

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Nothing was helping.

The soup burned your tongue, the medication didn’t cure your stuffy nose, and your throat felt like it was on fire.

You felt like total shit right about now. 

“I’m sorry mi amore.” Theodore said as he wrung out a wet rag to place on your forehead. You were laid up in your bed, covers drawn to your chin as a chill wracked through you. 

Theo sat on a small stool next to your bed. He was being the sweetest boyfriend ever. He waited on you hand and foot for everything you needed. 

He was the one to make the soup and fetch the medicine and rags for your head. 

“You’ve got nothing to be sorry about, Theo,” you mumbled. “You’ve done literally everything right for me.”

He smiled softly, then just as quickly, his smile fell. “I just can’t believe how suddenly this came about. Something must be going around; I heard Draco coughing in class yesterday, he must be the one who got you sick.”

You chuckled but were soon thrown into a fit of coughs. The coughing was so bad, you had to sit yourself up in order to catch your breath. 

“Mio dio,” he softly said. “My poor baby.” Theo rubbed your back as you caught your breath. You smiled at him, grateful for his being here. 

“What would I do without you, Theo?” 

He smiled and left a tender kiss on your forehead. The action was so soft and sweet, your eyes involuntarily closed, a soft smile adorning your lips. Theo really was something special. While most may find him to be a brute and hard to get on with, you’d only ever seen the kind, caring boy standing in front of you. 

“The real question,” he replied, “is how could I ever live without you?”

You giggled as Theo led you from your seated position to lay down. 

“You need your rest, sweetheart. Don’t waste all of your energy sitting up.”

You nodded and let Theo guide you down. You sniffled, but all that did was send more mucus to your throat, causing it to hurt worse. A whimper came from your lips without meaning to. 

“What hurts now, dolcezza?” He felt your forehead with the back of his hand, and gently picked up the discarded rag to dunk it in the bucket of ice water on the floor. 

“Just everything: my head, my throat, my nose, it all just sucks,” you said. “At least I have you to take care of me.”

Theo smiled, his eyes alive with love for you. “I’ll always be here to take care of you, even when you’re snotty and coughing on me.” He teased as he wrung out the ice rag and placed it back on your forehead. 

“Hey!” You whined with a teasing smile. “I didn’t cough on you, just in your general direction.”

“Oh, so that’s how we’re describing it, now, huh bella donna?” 

You gave a health-hearted smile and shifted a little in bed. “I don't feel very pretty right now. I’m all snotted up and it feels like I’ve been hit by a truck.”

“I think you look beautiful, (Y/N). Fully and truly, you are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen.”

Your heart swelled. You had the sweetest boyfriend in the world. Theo never failed to make you smile and make you feel beautiful, even when you felt far from it. 

Slowly, as to not hurt the ache in your head, you pushed yourself up into a seated position. 

Theo started to fix the pillows so they would accommodate your upright position. “This okay, amore?”

You smiled down at him. Never had you felt more in love with this boy than you did just then. “It’s perfect, my love. Everything you do is just perfect, Theo. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.”

A pink hue tinted your boyfriend's cheeks as a smile crept onto his face. “You’re everything to me, (Y/N). I would do anything for you. Something as simple as taking care of you while you’re not feeling good is my job as your lover.” 

You didn’t think your heart could take anymore sweetest from him. “Come ‘ere,” you mumbled as you patted the empty side of the bed. “‘wanna lay with you for a little while.”

Theo walked around the bed and climbed into the empty space. He fit perfectly in the bed, like it was made to accompany him. 

You pushed him to lay down so you could rest your tired head on his chest. He lightly chuckled at your movement, and pulled you close to him. His arms wrapped around you as your fist held onto the fabric of his shirt. 

“I love you, (Y/N),” he mumbled. 

You smiled, closing your eyes. Right before sleep pulled you in, you responded, “I love you most, Theo.”

[shkika]

3am jams

[sysig]

Those wacky skeletons ♥ (Patreon)

[tinukis]

everyone's asleep quick post nika sabo

[bitter--boxx]

eah x splatoon crossover ❤💜 ... royals vs rebels splatfest idea i had in my mind for a while,,,

some extra stuff below ~

i had this idea since like 2 years ago, but never got around to do much of it aside from these 2 doodles:

[breezycheezyart]

Oh? Seems the mood isn't over~

Please do not repost

[wis-art]

yeah ok i just wanted to draw gfs stretching here's the other drawing

[jojo-schmo]

Just Admit It- Part 1

I've been playing around with possible friendship dynamics of the Beast Council for fun!! I love imagining what kind of childhood they could have in the Forgotten Land all together.

What if Carol and Sillydillo are the fun-loving extroverts? Leon is the introverted one who's been smitten by Carol for a really really long time but he's too shy about it? And Gori is the friend who is an excellent observer and will bluntly tell you what he thinks (and maybe has a tendency to get grumpy when things aren't easily going his way).

Somewhat of a prequel to this other doodle comic about Leon and Carol- everyone here is still a kid ^_^

Part 2

[mintjeru]

i'm team haravatat ⚾🖤 thank you @/bubblelaine for your donation to @hkvthm-action!! (this gotcha is accepting donations until august 9! your support is appreciated 🍉)

open for better quality | no reposts

[ladsofsorrow24]

take my revolution

[spotaus]

I am begging on my knees that Tumblr posts this. It has no audio but I cannot send it from my computer to phone and I want it archived lmao-

[isawiitch]

Been thinking about middle school a lot lately.

[moved-to-satoruswaifu]

i just got woken up in the middle of the night by a thunderstorm, so — if you’re just as scared of them as i am, imagine, if you will, your f/o waking up along with you !

they notice the change in your body language almost immediately — maybe you’re all tense and subtly looking around the dark room as if to locate the sounds, maybe you’re flinching each time a thunder rumbles and echoes outside or your breathing gets just a little heavier — no matter what, your f/o is quick to recognise your growing anxiety and tightly wraps their arms around you, as if to protect you.

They bury their face in your hair, pressing a gentle kiss to your scalp, before whispering “It’s okay, I’ve got you. I’ll protect you. This storm’s got nothing on me.”

Giggling, you melt into their arms, or try to — but the wind’s howling is still unnerving, and all the different noises only seem to be getting louder. Your f/o reaches down to take your hand in theirs, rubbing their thumb over the back of it. “Hey, count with me, okay? From one thunder to the next — you’ll notice it’s actually suuuper far away and could never reach us.”

You let your f/o’s words invade your mind, focusing on them whilst you count together. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6… and with the next thunder, your f/o holds you a little tighter to their chest, making a little “oooh” sound as if they just made an amazing discovery. Their playfulness pulls you along and you can’t help but smile.

“There’s my favourite smile, you’re doing amazing. But, see, I told you! Now, let’s keep going. I’m telling you, that thunder is as scared of you as you are of it. It really just wants to pass by and have a look around.”

And again, you start counting. Gradually, the rain grows quieter, and the next thunder is already fifteen seconds away. You keep counting, until the world is at peace again and your eyes begin to droop shut due to exhaustion getting the better of you. The last thing you see is your f/o, smiling brightly at you, and sending you off to sleep with the words:

“I’m so proud of you. You can go back to sleep now, yeah? I‘ll keep you safe, I promise.”

[brooklynisher]

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