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#heart beating out of chest
beatxme · 5 months
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So Irregular
I'm a bit lost. I leave you an old video, one of my favorites.
My heart shaking and losing control while I squeeze it and force it to beat
At one point I could hear the blood passing through the chambers of my heart and through my veins. In the end each beat was a jolt inside my chest and my heart couldn't take it anymore and started racing...
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madamoisellekokoro · 4 months
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More heart art of Daddy Dearest
(Reblogs are encouraged, Pr0shippers/c0mshippers buzz off)
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lnhng · 2 years
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Well... he did shot his way through their hearts.................... And exploded it.
Anime: Ulysses: Jehanne Darc to Renkin no Kishi ( episode 6 )
Sorry that i didn't upload for a few days. I was busy.
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lilacphoenix · 11 months
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Commissioned by Tymanty914 on Deviantart
He asked me to draw In a short dress, being lovestruck with her heart beating out of her chest. Haven't drawn Rosa in a while, so it felt nice to draw her again. xP
Dress: https://www.deviantart.com/eins-to-erin/art/COM-Rosalina-Happy-Heartbeat-ALT-874276667
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tinakiflower · 2 years
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tmmylovejoy · 2 years
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IM SO NORMAL
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mayasaura · 2 years
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The series has so far been consistent in presenting a merging of souls as something that can't be undone. The part of Gideon that Harrow took, I don't know if she can give it back. I don't know if Gideon would even want her to.
Maybe I'm a romantic, but the ideal ending to me, the most satisfying conclusion, would be Harrow balancing the scale by giving a piece of her own living soul to become a part of Gideon. Not Gideon's heart returned, but Harrow's heart in return. We've seen lyctorhood as a one-sided consumption, and we've seen it as a mutual consummation. We've still never seen it tried as a reciprocal exchange.
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tunamayojazz · 7 months
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saw that fav ship trope: chronic sleeper x chronic insomniac tweet and guess what! it's them
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cthulhusstepmom · 9 months
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Evidence that Sergeant John "Soap" MacTavish is not what he seems-Lt. SR:
Soap smells like rain, it took a while to put it together because it's not Soap himself that emits the odor, it just follows him. It's less potent inside and when it's sunny outdoors but if you concentrate it's always there.
He has never been observed touching a gun or grenades without gloves. Almost every other explosive he handles with no regard for his own safety gloves.
HE EATS WEIRD SHIT. While he doesn't eat much of the food on offer from the cafe, he does eat consistently when outdoors, usually plants or flowers. Things he has eaten: dandelions(edible), garlic(edible), thistle(edible but he ate it with the thorns), foxglove(toxic, showed no adverse reaction), Several unidentified flowers and berries, grass(technically edible?) Etc.
Will sometimes refuse to enter a place before abruptly going in. The data is not consistent between different buildings or locations. Further research is required.
Sharp teeth.
Groups things in nonsensical ways. He will only fill a magazine with bullets that total a multiple of 7 or 3. The same for what weights he uses in the gym. When drawing or eating he sorts by 4s. He traded his room to get #13 (right next door, coincidence?).
Cameras will not focus on him, whether photo or video he is never in focus regardless of distance or conditions.
He has never once been in medical for more than half an hour, usually much less. Even though his hands have light burns on them almost constantly.
Dogs hate him. He seems ambivalent towards them and he's never been bit that Ive seen. Cats adore him as do birds.
John MacTavish does not blush. Not for lack of trying even when genuinely flustered or hot, his skin does not flush.
Ghost sets down the small notebook with a minute sound of frustration. The evidence is all there but looking at it, what does it really say? Other than that he's an obsessive creep. A series of quirks and coincidences compiled by a paranoid son of a bitch into a fucking stalker journal. But still, Simon can't help but feel like he's right and he'd be dead a million times over if he simply disregarded his intuition. Even if it is something batshit insane.
At this point however it seems that it'll drive him mad far before it yields any answers. After scouring what little resources were comprehensible on the internet he'd started growing out his hair, intent on tying it in knots to prevent charms. Leaving him with a problem he'd not encountered since he'd first donned the mask: unruly curls and balaclavas don't mix well at all. He'd also kept a piece of stale bread in his pocket for days as he'd read it was a repellent to- and he can't even believe he's considering it-fairies. It backfired, if anything Johnny had been more attached to him and even more touchy than usual. He'd left a small deli cup full of coffee creamer outside his door overnight and found it neatly placed upside down where he'd left it with not a drop left. Ghost chalked that up to some wise guy playing a joke or an exceptionally dextrous cat and firmly shut the door on any other possibilities in his mind. His next test had been a gift of clothing mixed with complements, he'd read that both were likely to drive away any Other. It hadn't been a very extravagant gift, a new pair of gloves and a gruff "well done Johnny" but at the time it had seemed to be the final nail in the coffin as Soap had gone white as a sheet(he can do that but he can't blush???) and scurried off. A quiet dread had filled his stomach the whole day until Soap turned up at dinner, a little quieter than usual but wearing his new gloves and eating more than usual(a scoop and a half of mashed potatoes with 4 packets of butter and 2 packets of sour cream as well as a cookie. The main course of spaghetti and meatballs went untouched though Gaz snapped it up before it could truly go to waste). Though when Ghost returned to his room late that night after trudging through hours of paperwork he found a pile of tiny, aromatic, pink flowers on the floor in front of his door and on top of them a shiny metal comb. Simon's tired brain hardly stopped to think of any of the dire warnings he'd found on forum posts and folklore sites alike, crouching and tenderly retrieving the piece from its bed of flora, careful not to crush any of the tiny blooms. Well... With all the knots in his hair-purposeful and otherwise-he's going to need a sturdy comb anyway.
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beatxme · 2 years
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My heart shakes randomly and leaves me breathless after I've pressed it for a few minutes 🥵💓💓
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madamoisellekokoro · 1 month
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Another John Doe doodle
(Okay to reblog, proshippers dni)
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willowser · 10 months
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ineed more nerd kirishima please 🤲🏾
"your friend is cute."
sero's mouth curls into a grin before he even looks at you, eyes still stuck on his keyboard as he actually does his job. for once. "oh, yeah?"
"he's," you wait until you've got his attention, and then you draw a long rectangle in the air with your fingertips. "large."
"ew, sicko," he laughs when you fire a rubberband at him and miss. "me, 6. you, nill. you really need to work on your aim. but, uh, yeah," a hand comes up to guard his face as you aim for his eye. "always been big like that, since he was, i dunno, fifteen or something."
"you known him that long?"
"yeah," sero catches your fired rubberband when it snaps against his hand. "me, 6. you, zip. he used to be like, big, and then he started hittin' the gym with my buddy bakugou and now he's just a fuckin' tank."
you grin. "he sure is."
"you're fuckin' gross," he laughs, snapping his fingers when his rubberband lands in your hair. as you try to fish it out, his smile only grows. "should tell him that, though, probably make his day."
just for fun, you turn back to your computer and look up his name on the company instant messenger: kirishima eijirou. "think so?"
"yeah, he thinks you're so fine." when you sputter out a laugh, he leans far back in his chair, like he does when he's about to put his feet on the desk. "no, i'm serious! he's always thought that."
"always?" you click on his name and send off a simple hey :) before propping your chin in your hand and beaming at sero. "how long is always?"
"i dunno, how long we worked together?" he shrugs after you shrug. "i call you my work wife, i think it makes him jealous."
"you're mean," you stick out your tongue and he rapid-fires off his rubberband, hitting you square in the forehead. you choose to ignore him as he jumps up from his rolley-chair, all proud of himself, and instead turn your attention to the little kirishima eijirou is typing... that's flashing across your screen.
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xkzuka · 7 months
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we. came. so. far.
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From being too nervous to even hug her back, to melting into her embrace without hesitation, despite not seeing each other for literal eons. They didn't skip a beat. Their love is strong I bet it can be felt across every single timeline in existence.
The fabric of time may have ripped, events of history and it's inhabitants changing in the most bizarre ways, it's clear one thing didn't change.
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sleepless-crows · 1 year
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freddy saying in season 2 we get why kaz and inej can't be together and why they would be perfect for each other is just a different kind of hurt
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bixels · 7 months
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is cadance more powerful than the average witch? or not a witch at all? im curious about her since her alicorn status in the show would assumedly put her closer to celestia and luna than the others
Yes. The alicorn equivalent in the AU is receiving a Canterlot name and joining Luna and Celestia's court.
Cadance is. Extremely powerful.
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