#I hope you like this <3

[avastyetwats]

Captain Charles Vane saving Captain James Flint.

Bonus:

#black sails #james flint #charles vane #flane #toby stephens #zach mcgowan #pirates #HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CASTOR #a birthday gift for you <3 #fornassau #izzyeffinhands #you've been wanting a flane gifset and i've been wanting to make one and i thought this would be perfect for you xD #for us both and our flane! #i still laugh at the scene of them sitting on the chairs side by side #flint looks so annoyed to be sitting next to charles lmao #i hope you like this <3 #i'll do more in the future!

[sharpesjoy]

em’s 3k celebration — ☀️ for @minasmurrays ; hopper and el or joyce and el

#*mine #emsi3k #strangerthingsedit #stedit #dailystrangerthings #strangersource #tvstrangerthings #sthingsedit #stranger things #joyce byers #el hopper #userleah #nessa007 #userbbelcher #cinematv #cinemapix #tvedit #i hope you like this <3 #i love both dearly #but i feel there isn't enough gifsets of these two #so i had to <3 #SHE IS HER MOM!!!

[leavingautumn13]

piper and clementine of team fate for @aimer-arts

#art fight 2023 #team werewolves #pmd #pmd oc #vulpix #eevee #these two are so cute!! #also--i see you in the notes of ask team supernova a lot and i want to say thank you so much for the support!! #i hope you like this <3

[effervescentdragon]

for @c2-eh <3 i know it was your birthday a while ago, i remember it through the fog of everything i had happen over past weeks, and i started writing this back then but. life&adhd. its not long, but i had an idea and yeah. happy belated birthday eva <3

They don’t see each other over the breaks. Not usually, not if there’s no media obligations or sim work or factory time. Those are not - it’s not for them. It’s for their job, and for their team, and for... it’s not for them. Charles is used to it, really. He doesn’t mind. He doesn’t.

They spend most of their time together when they’re racing, him and Carlos. They are in meetings together, and in the sim together, and sometimes they train together. They eat together and film the stupid challenges together and travel together and play chess together and do a lot of other things together. 

It’s good for them to have some time off.

“Then why do I feel so anxious?” Charles says out loud in front of the mirror. Arthur, who’s laying on the bed and playing with his phone, looks up. 

“Are you talking to yourself? Did you finally break under the pressure?” he asks, and Charles huffs in frustration.

“Shut up,” he mumbles. “You’ll be late for the party.”

“Oh, yeah.” He gets up from the bed easily, and Charles resists the urge to roll his eyes. He’s not that much older than Arthur. He’s in the best shape of his life. So what if his knees hurt sometimes. Carlos complains about back pain too, and he’s older than Charles. It’s not a big deal. “You’re still being a dickhead about it and not going?”

Charles shakes his head. “I don’t feel like partying.”

“Yeah, because you’re anxious,” Arthur says with an irritating grin of a younger sibling who’s about to twist the knife. “Maybe you should call your teammate, you know, he may have some ideas about separation anxiety.”

“Go fuck yourself,” Charles yells after him, and he hears a laugh before the door to his appartment closes. Charles breathes in, then out, but he’s too nervous to be able to calm down. He thinks about going for a run, but that is plain stupid idea. It’s Saturday night in Monaco, which means everybody will be out and partying. 

He lays back on the bed and scrolls through his phone. There isn’t much going on, and even if there were, he’s too distracted to notice. Just as he’s contemplating ordering some junk food and breaking his diet, a new message notification pops up.

From Carlos: I think I’m going crazy. 

Charles’ heart skips a beat. Him and Carlos don’t usually text, unless it’s about their schedules. They don’t talk much on the phone either, though Carlos is better at talking than at texting. Charles’ skin still feels on fire as he types a response.

To Carlos: youre crazy anyway mate

To Carlos: youre a racing driver

It only takes a moment for an answer to appear.

From Carlos: That’s it. I miss racing. 

Before Charles can reply, because he knows, he gets it, he understands, the bubble shows Carlos is typing. 

From Carlos: Is that stupid? I’m back home, and I’m with my family, and I have days off, and no obligations, and I feel like I’m going crazy with how much I miss racing. 

From Carlos: I don’t like it.

Charles bites his lip. Him and Carlos are... friends. They are friends, as much as they can be with being teammates, and if Charles sometimes smiles too hard at Carlos’ stupid jokes, and if he sits Closer to Carlos than he maybe should, and if he leans into Carlos when they’re on the plane, or sitting next to each other, or doing another C2 challenge, well, that’s just Charles’ thing. It doesn’t mean anything. They are colleagues first, rivals second, and friends maybe third. It doesn’t mean anything. It can’t. 

To Carlos: i get it

To Carlos: im going crazy here too

To Carlos: i was supposed to go to a party and i cant bcs im too nervous

To Carlos: it cant be normal, to miss something this much

To Carlos: i even miss the stupid challenges :D

He watches the typing bubble appear and disappear. He’s been media trained. He knows what to say, and when to hold his thoughts. He knows how not to say things, he’s had to learn it over and over again. It’s still the hardest thing in the world, not to type out i miss you. He has no right to do it, and he can’t fuck everything up with his childish fancies and his one-sided crush. It wouldn’t be fair, and it wouldn’t be right, and most of all, it would hurt. The imminent rejection would hurt, and he doesn’t want to hurtmore than he already does. 

From Carlos: I know. I would rather do another song challenge when I know we get to drive the car soon than be here and listen to mama ask me one more time why I didn’t invite you along. :)

To Carlos: why didnt you

He types the message before he can stop himself. Stupid, he thinks. Stupid and impatient. I shouldn’t have done that. I should have waited. I shouldn’t have pushed. Fuck.

From Carlos: Would you have come

To Carlos: yes

There is no response from Carlos long enough for Charles’ screen to shut off. He closes his eyes too, and balances his phone over his eyes, so he can see it if it lights up again. It’s okay. It’s nothing special. Carlos doesn’t know that... he just doesn’t know. It’s fine. They’re friends, sort of. They’ve gone through more awkward moments than this. They’ll just ignore it, and pretend nothing was said, and Charles was going to forget Carlos’ mother asked about him, and -

Charles’ phone lights up. Incoming call: Carlos. Charles stares at the phone for a second, then scrambles to answer it, almost braining himself in the process.

“Hello? Carlos?” he says softly, carefully, because he isn’t sure what this is. There is silence from the other side, and then, ‘I thought I’d give myself the opportunity to miss you, too,’ Carlos says instead of a greeting, and Charles’ words die in his throat. Carlos chuckles, and Charles knows exactly what his face looks like in that moment, can see him perfectly in his mind. ‘I guess I just miss you too much, too.’

Charles isn’t sure what to say, so he says nothing. Carlos goes on.

‘I don’t even know why I’m saying this, we see each other too much all the time, and it’s only ten more days and we’ll be in Baku, and I just, ay Dios, Charles, sorry, I -’

“I miss you too.” Charles interrupts Carlos, because his voice is getting too upset, and he has to. If Carlos can say it, he can, too. He can be brave like that. “I miss you almost as much as racing, too.”

Carlos laughs, softly at first, then more steadily. Charles joins in, because this is absurd, and scary, and wonderful, like driving into a chicane and not knowing if you’ll hit the apex properly. 

‘Racing first, cabron?’ Carlos asks, and Charles can hear the smile in his voice. He knows how Carlos looks, knows how his lip curles when he speaks Spanish, knows the look in his dark eyes. He’s watched Carlos too much to be comfortable admitting it, and would be even more reluctant to admit how many times he’s imagined Carlos’ face when they weren’t together.

“Yes,” he says, then adds, “for now.”

Carlos makes a soft humming noise. ‘That’s okay,’ he says. ‘We have time.’

“We do,” Charles says giddily, and throws himself back on the bed, and asks Carlos about his parents, and doesn’t think about the butterflies in his stomach, or the warmth in his cheeks, or the way he isn’t half as anxious as he was not even ten minutes ago.

#i hope you like this <3 #i think i wanted to write more but i cnt remember what it was #i found this in my drafts too #sorry for being late and a forgetful friend! #charlos #ferrari boys <3 #f1 rpf #my writing #effervescentdragonwrites #eva tag <3

[just-a-dinosaur-i-guess]

"We are so lucky to have you." + tachihigugin? 👀💞

"We are so lucky to have you." Higuchi smiled at Tachihara as she cleaned out a wound from the mission they'd just returned from. He winched, "It feels like all I did was fuck up back there." Higuchi frowned, glancing back at Gin, who was cleaning their blades. They returned the gaze, then looked to Tachihara, shaking their head. "You did nothing of the sort." Higuchi looked back at him, beginning to bandage the injury as Gin went over and sat next to Tachihara. They gently leaned against his shoulder. "You took a bullet for me." They murmured. "But you shouldn't even have been in the line of fire-" "It was my error. Not yours." They lifted their head up, tone a little firmer. Tachihara sighed, "..Alright." Higuchi set the bandages down, and silence settled over them. After a beat, she suggested softly, "Maybe we should take the rest of the day off?" Neither of the others protested.

#tachihigugin #dino answers #ask games #pidge does prose #bsd #valentines day #zukkaoru #i love them very much #sometimes u just gotta write something sweet #i hope you like this <3 #tachihara #higuchi #gin

[knightinink]

The Dip Experience~

#& here’s the dip fanfic aesthetic! #I really love this fic so much #& I associate this song with it I listen to it every time I read it #I hope you like this <3 #pip pirrup #damien thorn #sp dip #pip x damien #south park

[x-xsunlightx-x]

Can i request James lee as your boyfriend 😩 Thank you, love your blog <3

I realized I didn't write alot about him 😭 Thx for the request 💜

∆ would be the type to buy Alot of Fluffy cute things for you

∆ Call you randomly in the middle of the night

∆ always hide a lollipop under your desk

∆ You didn't expect him to be such a good studying partner

∆ Secretly text you in the middle of the class

∆ Would make funny faces while the teacher is talking to you

∆ " What's so funny"

∆ " Nothing.."

∆ Give you quick kisses when he sees you in the hallway

∆ You two may love each other but when it comes to competitions Its the complete opposite

∆ " The great James is about to be taken down "

∆ " We will see about that "

∆ Matching pens

∆ Most of the time you're basically his Gossip Partner 😭

∆ You two would be talking about frustrating Class mates , teachers , Family members etc..

∆ Decided to take a care of a cactus plant together

∆ " it only have one flower"

∆ " hmm let's name it Taesoo"

∆ but unfortunately it died in the End of the month

∆ You two made a dramatic funeral for it

∆ You once got in detention because he made you laugh in the middle of the Lesson

∆ and then he spent the whole day teasing you about it

∆ would act innocent Infront of your parents

∆ You two get kicked out of the library for laughing alot

∆ would sing terribly together when he comes to your house

∆ :

#lookism #lookism x reader #james lee #lookism james lee #taesoo ma #i hope you like this <3

[koffeenoe]

#illustration #my fanart #sailor moon eternal #helios #chibiusa #sailor moon #I started this in February but I finally finished it today 😮‍💨 #I haven’t had enough time to draw lately #I hope you like this <3 #I felt like drawing them since I watched the movie but I think I’m too late but I don’t care 😭 #they’re so cute!! uwu💖

[uravitypng]

kotaro bokuto x @darlingimawitch

𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘴: 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘮, 𝘢𝘤𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘬 𝘶𝘱 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘷𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘺𝘮, 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩, "𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶", 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘬𝘦𝘴, 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳

1k followers celebration valentines event

#♡ mine / event #♡ mine / follower celebration #kotaro bokuto #bokuto hcs #haikyuu matchups #i hope you like this <3

[edelweiss-coffee]

Merry Christmas, @dont-open-dead-inside-25! I'm your Secret Santa! I've written you a oneshot of young transmasc Mike getting his first 'boy' haircut. I hope you enjoy it! Happy Holidays, sending the warmest of hugs your way! <3

This story is set before season one. :-)

“Hey mom?” Will chirped, bouncing on his heels.

“Yes, baby?” Joyce answered, peering over her newspaper.

“Have you ever known someone who was born in the wrong body?”

“I’m not su–” she stammered. “I don’t know, honey. What do you mean?”

“I mean like, if your heart is a boy but your body is a girl. Or even the other way around, and you want the outside to match the inside.”

“What’s this about, honey?”

“Micah has a boy’s heart. She– I mean, he, wants to be called Mike now. And he wants a haircut, like mine. I told him that you could do it, so his hair will look just like mine.”

Joyce sat down, taking a deep breath.

“I can do that. Did M-Mike ask Mrs. Wheeler if that was okay?”

Will looked around the room, avoiding eye contact.

“Yeah, he did. He’s gonna come over in a little bit, is that okay?

“Sure, baby,” Joyce whispered, a smile breaking across her face.

– – – – – – 

“Mike is here! He’s here!” Will squealed, barrelling toward the door.

He opened the door and took a deep breath.

“Hi, Mike!”

Mike smiled warmly and waved.

Mike’s hair was long, a bit past his shoulders. It was slightly wavy and jet black, and he had soft, straight across bangs. He donned a white shirt adorned with an all-over pink floral pattern and a pair of baby blue jeans.

“Are you ready?” Will beamed.

“I am so, so ready,” Mike smiled. “Hi, Mrs. Byers!” he waved.

“Hi, sweetheart!” she yelled from the dining room. “Come here, guys!”

Mike and Will practically skipped their way into the dining room. They giggled incessantly, excitement filling the room around them.

“So you can sit here,” Joyce motioned. “Let me go get a towel, so hair doesn’t get all over your nice shir–” she paused. “Y’know what? I’ll be right back.”

She promptly left the room, if only for a moment. She returned with a towel, as promised– but held some clothes in her other hand.

“These used to be Jonathan’s. I think they’ll fit you nice. Go ahead and try those on and we’ll get your hair chopped, okay?”

She handed Mike a green turtleneck sweater and a pair of khakis.

Mike stood still a moment, staring at the clothes in his hands.

“It’s okay, go ahead,” Will pushed. “I’m sure you’ll look great!”

“O-Okay,” Mike muttered, beelining to the bathroom.

Mike emerged wearing the clothes Joyce had given him and was met with a gleeful gasp from Joyce. 

“Oh, they fit wonderfully! Great, perfect. Now you come sit here, and we’ll get you started.”

Mike sat down, smiling brightly.

“So,” Joyce began, wrapping the towel around MIke’s shoulders. She tied it around his neck. “I know you want your hair to look like Will’s, but you’ve got bangs here. So it’ll probably end up looking a little more like Jonathan’s does, is that alright honey?”

“As long as I don’t look like a girl anymore, it’s fine,” Mike laughed.

“Alright, are you ready?”

“Wait, Will. Can you… hold my hand?”

“Yeah.”

The two linked their hands and Mike closed his eyes tightly. 

“Okay, let’s just get it over with,” he whispered.

Joyce wrapped Mike’s hair into a ponytail and twisted it behind his head. She held the scissors, open, next to his hair dramatically.

“Alright, I’m gonna make the first cut!”

The shk shk shk noise of the scissors onto his hair could’ve been heard in the next room over. Nobody said a word until the ponytail fell to the floor with a soft thunk.

At that, Mike let out a relieved and happy gasp.

“Oh my God, it’s gone! The ponytail is gone! Will, look!” He pointed to the hair lying limp on the floor.

“Are you happy?” Will smiled.

“I’m so happy right now, I could throw up.”

“I’m not done yet! You’ll love it when I’m finished, I promise,” Joyce beamed.

Mike smiled and squeezed Will’s hand. He hummed happily and closed his eyes until Joyce was finished clipping.

“Wow, you look great!” Will gasped. 

“Do I look like a boy?” Mike wondered aloud.

“See for yourself, Mr. Mike Wheeler,” Joyce smiled, removing the towel from his neck.

Mike ran to the bathroom mirror and checked himself over.

His hair ran slightly over his brows, and only a bit below his ears. It wasn’t long anymore, it didn’t fall down the side of his neck or down his shoulders and back anymore. It was short, and the new breeze on his neck sent a visible chill down his spine.

“Wow,” he whispered.

“Wow,” Will whispered behind him. 

“You look so handsome,” Joyce beamed. 

“Like a boy,” Mike smiled.

“Yeah,” Will answered.

“I hope you like it, honey,” Joyce whispered.

“I do, I love it,” Mike awed. 

“Does the inside match the outside now?” Will wondered aloud.

He hadn’t looked away from the mirror once.

“Yeah,” Mike uttered. “Mike. I really look like a Mike now, huh?”

“You do. The clothes help a lot, too.”

“I’ve got a bag somewhere around here of Jonathan’s clothes, they were too big on Will. I’ll find it and send ‘em home with you,” Joyce bellowed from the hallway.

“My mom’s gonna kill me,” Mike laughed.

“She can’t put the hair back on,” Will reassured.

“You’re right. She’ll have to get used to it at some point.”

Joyce peeked around the corner.

“Get used to what?”

“My haircut,” Mike whispered.

Joyce set down the bag of clothes.

“Are y– Will!” 

She covered her mouth.

“You said he asked his mother!”

“Mom, he really wanted the haircut! I’m sorry! But he looks so good,” Will giggled.

“Oh, I have to call her. You– oh, you boys!” she laughed haphazardly, trudging toward the phone.

The boys giggled together. It was warm, and it was sweet. Comfortable.

“Hi, Karen?” Joyce uttered into the phone.

It only made the boys laugh harder. They could only hear bits and pieces of Joyce’s conversation over their laughter.

“Oh, you know… Just around nine or ten.” She was silent for a moment. “Inches, yes.”

Another burst of laughter from the boys.

“Yes, and I’m sorry, but he really–” Another silence. “Yes, he. Mike.”

“Do you think she’ll be mad? LIke, mad for a long time?” Will whispered.

“No. My mom is never mad for a long time. Unless it’s at my dad. Then she’s always mad.”

“He looks great, Karen, really. I’ve given him a bag of Jonathan’s clothes….” Joyce trailed.

“She won’t be mad. She might cry at first, though. She loved my long hair. But she loves me more. And like you said, it’s not like she can glue it back on.”

“I think you look handsome,” Will whispered. “You look so much happier.”

“Thanks, I think so too,” Mike whispered back.

#byler #bylersecretsanta2022 #byler secret santa #byler secret santa 2022 #byler fic #transmasc mike wheeler #miwi #mike x will #i hope you like this <3

[sharpesjoy]

People don't arrive broken. They start with passion and yearning till something comes along that disabuses them of those notions.

em’s 3k celebration —   ☀️ for @bishmonts ; stranger things or lucifer

#*mine #emsi3k #luciferedit #lucifergifs #dailylucifernetflix #lucifer #cinematv #cinemapix #usermeggy #usersole #usermills #userheath #tuserkers #userbbelcher #tvedit #gif request #i hope you like this <3 #i missed giffing lucifer!!

[margumis]

appearance and personality matchup for @tyrannosaurusray!

I match you with...

Asahi Azumane!

From your photos you look like a very confident person, Asahi admires that quality in you a lot. Head over heels for you, he quietly goes insane whenever you get flirty with him. He views you as a ray of sunshine, he can't get enough of your upbeat personality! Will always be there to love you as quietly or as loudly as you need. He's always in your corner and makes it known he's your number one fan!

#mars hits 100 #you're absolutely gorgeous by the way!!! #I really love your hair #!!! #I hope you like this <3 #and thank you for being such a sweetheart

[alexbrecks]

Trina + Joss

requested by @narcobarbies :)

#usernarco #general hospital #trina robinson #josslyn jacks #ghedit #soapedit #i hope you like this <3 #sorry for the delay :( #minestuff #gh 2 10 23

[sherlockig]

🧜‍♀️ 

Send me a little ask with 🧜‍♀️  and i will send you nine pictures from my pinterest that i find aesthetic pleasing

#ask game #moodboard #i hope you like this <3 #the sea theme continues

[x-xsunlightx-x]

Hello! I really like your lookism writing 🥹

If you can, can i request a hc on vasco taking care of sick reader? (If you feel like it of course!)

Thank you so much! :)

Heyy! am happy that you like my writing :') Thanks for the request 💜

Vasco taking a care of sick Y/N

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∆ Vasco would be the type to exaggerate any Symptom 😭

∆ would never leave your side, even if he have things to do

∆ Surprisingly good at making Soup

∆ Would Fill your bed with blankets

∆ Asked jace for Advice on how to take care of a sick person

∆ and suddenly All of burn knuckles are inside of your house

∆ " Don't worry, we will take care of you"

∆" Can you please put the bed down"

∆ Would tell you bed time stories even if it not bed time

∆ He would sing your favorite song just to make you laugh

∆ Literally mean it when he says to call him whenever you want if you need something

∆ " Vasco? It's 2 am in the morning"

∆ " Just wanted to check if you're alright"

∆ Of course he would stop asking If you told him that its annoying

∆ but he would be really worried

∆ Would always make sure to bring a extra jacket/Scarf in case you forgot yours

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∆ " Jace, I think Y/N is going to die"

∆ " Y/N is not going to die Vasco"

#lookism #lookism x reader #vasco lookism #jace park #burn knuckles #i hope you like this <3

[that-was-anticlimactic]

hiiii corey <3 📕

congrats you get one that i Just came up with today <3 it is now dubbed tokyo students corn maze competition au <3

gojo takes the first, second, and third years on a field trip for class one day. they are doing friendship / team building exercises, and each group gets put in different corn mazes and they have to get out together <3

the first years are a Mess. megumi wants to use the map, nobara and yuuji don't want to because "it'll be more fun without it!" so nobara steals the map from megumi and tears it into pieces and yuuji eats it. so. suffice to say, they get lost and come in last.

the second years are Also a mess because panda is just like "why try when smash" so he just makes his own path and inumaki is like "kelp" and follows panda. maki was going to go with them, but yuuta was like "wait no i wanted to do this and they just left :( pls do it with me" so maki takes pity on him and is like "okay whatever" and yuuta ends up being Really bad at reading the map and keeps getting them all turned around and maki keeps getting angrier and angrier and eventually ditches yuuta and makes it out in like five minutes and then gojo is disappointed in them for leaving yuuta to so he sends them all back in and makes them do it again

kirara and hakari just do it. they may stop for a bit and make out, but they still get through with little trouble and they get out first and win <3

the prize for winning is extra gojo friendship <3

#hil tag #yes grace and i went through a corn maze today why do you ask #ijuytfdfguiokiuytfrdftgyuioiuygtfrd #i hope you like this <3 #or found it funny lol #anywayssssss thank you for indulging me! sorry it took so long lol #corey rambles:)