#my pretty mutual

[w3r3w0lf-gf]

billy confirms the romantic tension between adam and lawrence. but i guess thats not really news haha!

#saw #chainshipping #i cant believe they did this lmao #actually its pretty on-par for them haha <3 #also formal congrats to my letterboxd mutual for their review being read by billy #mari.txt

[d3rpydoods]

on my goddamn hands and knees right this moment- major props to @junkanimate for rendering this goddamn shitpost for me when i jokingly asked if anyone would want to pick up my slack

Update: the pfp is a drawing Hanzo made for him btw

#u a real g ong #he's so pretty bro #our little princess #my questionable creations #tomas vrbada #mk1 #mortal kombat #terrorizing my mutuals

[koolaidashley]

I wanna ☹️ where my mooties at

#pretty pweaaaaaaase 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻 #idk how to tell who all my mutuals r ngl #sos

[satans-knitwear]

From the drafts!!! Bc im STILL a little plague rat 🤧😷🐀✨

Treat me ~ Tip Me ~ More of me

#Ergh my body absolutely hates me!!!!! And i hate it back!!!! The hate is violent and mutual!!! #Also this is gross but I keep laughing bc my dogs keep stealing my nose-bleed tissues. They have developed a taste for my blood. #They have permission to eat my body when I finally expire. Not before!! That might get them in trouble. #satans knitwear #Anyway. Pretend I'm still sexy and delicious. Keep that image of me in ur heads. #alt pinup #pinup girl #girls with piercings #pretty lingerie #fishnet bodystocking #Fishnet lingerie #bi girl #cheeky

[icarrymany]

doodle rqs my motivation left me </3

#anon only asked for alex in a pretty dress but i thought amy deserved to be there too #amylex my beloved #timlex mutual ur juice was rushed i am so sorry i will get better at it for u #🧎🧎🧎 #marble hornets

[drizzit]

TAGGED BY @velikov FANKS 4 DA INVITE !!!! top 10 most played atm!!! except i break the rules and only do the top 5 because thats the data i have (ty airbuds purr) 1. Bloodeater by Mom 2. Over the Moon by Penelope Scott 3. Naked by Bickle 4. Snakes by James Ivy 5. Rabbit Hole by Kuraiinu I WAS HAVING A CASE OF THE MONDAY S!!!!! asljdfld the lucky few today will be @shplingo @akira-cato @adrainea @vspin @guensbackleftpaw @roseofcards90 @darkseldarine @foxboyclit @lesbiandinin @missrosiewolf and ofc ofc whoever wants to do it you don't have to be tagged in it you can do whatever you want forever <3

#most of these songs are pretty short so i hit repeat #my mutuals <3

[shadowseductress]

Happy National Flowers Day, my family. Let's blossom together with love and joy.

#varsha #national flowers day #flowers #my photos #mine #flowers for you #pretty flowers for my pretty mutuals #sorry if i forgot to tag anyone #i love yall

[sun-snatcher]

🌾 ・ OF CLARION CALLS

summ. The rebellion runs into trouble, & Jet takes the brunt of it. In the aftermath, you fight to keep him alive. pairing. Jet x f!medic!reader w.count. 1.5k a/n. So little Jet fics/imagines around so i had to take matters into my own hands. Enjoy!

The moonlight casts a halo above your head, and for a brief moment, Jet thinks you’re a divine spirit, perhaps a goddess— or whatever it is his mother used to read to him before bed.

( In some ways, you are. )

…Jet, he hears, distant. He can’t pinpoint exactly where— every sound is either muffled or echoing, and the world keeps tipping in and out of a blur. All he can sense through the haze is the belt of dull pain creeping up his chest, and the cotton-numbness engulfing his head. Right. He’d been shot clean through his armor plate by a wayward arrow after he’d jumped infront of Sneers to protect him. He remembers now, vaguely. It had been an ambush on their way home.

...et, stay with me. 

Jet. 

“Jet!”

The world focuses. He inhales, sharp, and the pain blinds him white as he gasps.

“Easy there, handsome,” you joke (not really), holding his twitching body down and trying to meet his dazed look. The blood is thick enough to taste, and one look is enough to tell he’s walking a tightrope between life or death. He's growing colder, and losing colour by the minute. You make quick work to staunch the gaping wound in his chest, hope he can’t detect the shakiness in your hands, or the tears gathering in your eyes. “You’re gonna be okay.”

“Will he?” comes a voice behind the two medics crowding him. It’s Smellerbee, standing at the step of the medical tent; her voice sounds uncharacteristically frightened, and it sends a pang through your heart. I’m fine, Jet instinctively wants to insist, but you answer for him instead. “Yes. He will." ( And, well, surely such a small deception would not count against you, not when it was meant to give the others some measure of peace. )

Jet blinks, finally orienting himself enough to look at you and not through you— and blinks again. You’re lying. He could feel it. He could always tell, whenever it comes to you. 

…Stay, he thinks, suddenly and senselessly, and clasps his bloodied hand around your wrist. He calls your name, voice straining in pain. But he must’ve said it aloud instead, because you’d smiled at him as gently as you could— even when it looked as if the effort of doing so would wound you— and said, calmly, convincingly: I promise, I’m not going anywhere.

“With me?” he asks, again, even when he knows he must’ve sounded like a madman. Perhaps it’s the bloodloss. Likely, it was. It wouldn’t be such a bad end, though, so long as you stood by his side. He wants to tell you this— been wanting to for a long time, now— but the strength has left him, leaving him floating somewhere between the world of waking and dreaming.

“With you,” comes your reply. 

You catch the ghost of his trademark smile just before he slips away.

Jet survives.

That’s the first surprise. 

The second is that; you’re here. Just as you’d promised.

He must have been out for longer than he thinks, because the atmosphere in the medical tent seemed to have ebbed to something much more conducive than last he remembers. The tinctures of alcohol and sedatives surrounding him and his bloody bandages that night are now replaced with dry ingredients; yarrow half-crushed in a mortar and pestle, mixed herbs and colourful liquids corked in tiny bottles and tins he couldn’t begin to name. His armour had been stripped from him, lying above a chest by the corner.

Ever the leader; “Sneers,” is the first word out his mouth, once he’d stirred awake on his cot and recognition returned slowly to him. It’s early sometime in the morning, judging by the colour of the sky outside the tattered tent flaps and the still quietness in the air. Beside him, an incense of sandalwood burns. “Sneers—”

“Is alive, thanks to you,” you override. The faint bitterness in your voice is not lost on him.

Somehow, someway, seeing him conscious now seemed to make you bristle. You think— no, you know— that it’s unfair of you; that it’s simply the pent-up frustrations and stress overflowing from the night he’d been hauled back to camp with one foot in the grave. But Longshot’s harrowing clarion call for a medic from the trees still rings clear as a bell in your head, just as much as the cold shock that had seized you the moment you realised the birdcall was for Jet.

“Good.”

“Not good,” you correct, “Not when you of all people pay the price.”

( Jet doesn’t delude himself into thinking that there could possibly be another meaning to what you said. It would be impossible. ) “You would’ve done the same,” he bites back, and takes your silence as quiet agreement.

“You’re upset,” Jet points out, narrowing his eyes. “Why?”

A sigh. “You just woke up,” you dismiss, if only to get him off your scent. “We can talk another day.”

“We’re already here, so let’s settle it now. The mission went well, and as far as I can see, I’m the only one in here, which means nobody else got hurt on the way back but me. Atleast, not as badly.”

It’s a debrief, you recognise. A coping mechanism for him— to spur himself into action and settle himself. Given the stress and trauma his body has been enduring the past days, you let it pass.

It’s only when you shift out from your seat by his cot, standing to begin putting away the bowls of medicine prepared, that Jet realises your fingers had been holding his wrist before. You must have stayed up for, what he can only imagine to be long nights, to keep track on whether his pulse was still beating. ( Something inside his chest burns. He can’t tell if it’s your doing or the injury being fussy. )

“I’m sorry,” he huffs, sighing out. “If that’s what you wanna hear.”

“For what?” You set the mortar down on your table with more force than necessary, and looked at him sharply from over your shoulder. Jet, damn him, still looks at you straight in the eyes, confident as ever. You want to kiss him. You want to break his nose. “For being a hero?”

“No.”

“Playing martyr?”

“No.”

“For saving Sneers? Everyone?”

“No—”

“Then what?”

“For scaring you,” he says, simply.

Your heart starts. 

A frisson runs through you, and you feel the back of your eyes begin to burn.

“I’m sorry you had to see me like that,” he emphasises, and doesn’t say, I’m sorry I made you cry, because your prideful self would have denied it instantly, even if he remembers it clear as day. “I’m sorry I put you through that.” 

He yanks at a loose thread on the blanket you’d laid on him a night ago. It must have been terrifying to see him be dragged to the table, half-dead with a broken arrow in his chest, and leave a mess of blood and horror in his wake. It must have been terrifying, indeed, to be the one responsible for him against Death itself— to carry the weight of his life on your shoulders, while the rest of the Freedom Fighters watched on. 

“It’s, it’s my job,” you turn away to close a drawer of medical instruments, because you’re not quite sure you can stand meeting his gaze. Not when it only reminds you of just how much he lived, breathed and bleeds chaos and revolution; not when you know this accident definitely won’t be the last.

You can’t handle him. Or maybe it’s yourself you can���t handle, when it comes to him. “Just, be careful.”

“Yes, Ma’am,” he salutes mockingly, albeit with a wince. The flinch is what kicks you back into action.

“You’re staying in bed until you’re better,” you order, curt, ignoring his groan. His wrapped shoulder still seems painfully defiant despite all the numbing you’d given him; it would be a couple of weeks longer before he’d be fully healed, but knowing Jet— he’ll be up performing duties within a week. “That means no strain at all. No scouting or recon or hunting, got it?”

He lulls his head, but there’s a dash of humour on his face. “Since I’m bedridden, does that mean you’re at my every beck and call, then?”

Your face twists. He lets out a laugh when you answer, "In your dreams, Jet."

“Yeah, how’d you know?”

You roll your eyes, though without heat, and place a bowl of fresh water by his side. There is, at the very least, a smile on your face, and Jet’s sure he can sleep well tonight knowing you both are, at the end of the day, okay. 

“Hey,” he calls your name, once you've begun making your way out the tent. You try to ignore how much more sweeter it sounds coming from him. “I really am sorry. I’m serious.”

He had caught your sleeve when he spoke, so your fingers now brush against his. You try not to focus on the touch too much. “So am I.”

“We can’t lose you, Jet,” you continue, unsteady; because saying I can’t lose you would have been unthinkable.

#a little rushed i’m so sorry #but i just had to get this out of my system before i explode #(and by this i mean the brainrot that is la!atla Jet. Somebody free me.) #also can you tell i’m obsessed with the mutual pining trope aha #somebody please become my moot so we can brainrot over him #atla #avatar the last airbender #atla live action #jet atla #jet x reader #jet x you #jet x y/n #jet x oc #jet imagine #jet fanfic #jet ff #sebastian amoruso #HE’S SO PRETTY #ahem. anyways. #atla imagine #avatar the last airbender imagine #avatar: the last airbender #avatar: the last airbender imagine #🪷 ; atla

[dorianslayyy]

Happy WIP Friday! Have a little treat <3

(Ignore my shaky hands please it’s been a long ass week)

Ofc I know most of what needs to be done it just neatening up - particularly Daniel but I really wanted to share how it’s going so far!

#iwtv #tvc #the vampire Armand #daniel molloy #art #idk I don’t usually post my pictures but a mutual said I should with this one and tbh I’m pretty happy with it #trad art #the vampire chronicles

[edenfire]

🗡❤️ "you're beautiful~" ❤️🗡

more rank 8 art bc I just can't get these two out of my head🥰🥰💗💞

#shuake #goro akechi #akira kurusu #persona 5 #p5 #p5r #persona 5 royal #whew #im so tuckered out #i drew this in two days😱😱💦 #im pretty happy with how it turned out #tho im sure theres plenty of mistakes lol #i kind of want this on my wall #would you guys like this as a print? #if ppl are interested ill put it up in my shop♡ #also i just keep thinking about goro and akira mutually choking each other #the intimacy #dont worry theyre enjoying themselves~♡ #lol #tw choking #♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ #shitty #(< that's my art tag)

[comrade-cabbage]

@cytharatunes tagged me to stop drop and selfie and since i haven't posted a pic in over a year i figured now would be the perfect time!

ill tag @cosmic-kiss @forxstboyfriend @eldencockring @the-tide-pools and @moon-drunk 💖

#my face #thank ya so much for the tag!!! #cute that ya thought of me 💖 #hope to see many more pretty faces from all the people i tagged!!! #(i just picked the first five mutuals in my dm list lmao)

[irrealisms]

tagged by @arisingonmorningsinnocent

Rules: shuffle your On Repeat playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then tag 10 people

It's All Futile! It's All Pointless! by Lovejoy

In the Shadow of the Western Hills by the Mountain Goats

Nobody by the Crane Wives

Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths

Never Quite Free by the Mountain Goats

A Burning Hill by Mitski

Hast Thou Considered the Tetrapod by the Mountain Goats

Be Calm by Fun.

Autoclave by the Mountain Goats

His Theme by Toby Fox

tagging @spiritunwilling @circuit77 @risingape @existentialterror @scientificalstories @erstwhilesparrow @adhdo5 @roundearthsociety @lepertamar @wolffyluna and anyone who sees this and wants to-- feel free to say i tagged you ^_^ and on the flip side if you were tagged and don't want to do it feel free to not!

#this is to say: i have pretty basic taste EXCEPT when it comes to the mountain goats. i have good tmg-related taste #which is related to tmg songs being 40% of the list #also i want to listen to in the shadow of the western hills a couple times now #feral cats out by the trash cans / to the true believer everything's a sign! scrape the pigments from the baseboards #therapists dni #trying to decide on people to tag was so hard bro ;-; what a joyous difficulty though! #o to have Too Many people on tumblr you're friends with and curious about the music tastes of! #i considered tagging mutuals i haven't talked as much to as well but i am too shy... alas #know that if you are my mutual i am tagging you in my heart & curious about your music taste though

[bienmoreau]

hope is incurable haemophilia // “how do you know he died for sure?”

David Mitchell - Slade House / Emily Brontë - Wuthering Heights / Hanif Abdurraqib - Rumours and the Currency of Heartbreak / Mathias Salina - Dream / Katie Maria - I wanted to ask / Andrew Kozma - Song of the Insensible / Rebecca Solnit - A Field Guide to Getting Lost / [??? Not sure can’t find it now] / Richard Siken - Portrait of Fryderyk in Shifting Light / Amy Engel - The Revolution of Ivy / Michael Dickman - Killing Flies / Sue Zhao / Ada Limon - Bright Dead Things / Amy Tan - The Joy Luck Club / Translation from MDZS Extra ~ Villainous Friends / Richard Jackson - Nothing But Trouble / Louise Glück - Persephone the Wanderer

#jiang cheng #jiang wanyin #wei wuxian #the untamed #mdzs #yunmeng shuangjie #yunmeng bros #I’ve literally had the Slade House quote saved for a year and half now! please be proud of me for finally actually doing the thing with it! #long post #quotes #compilations #my edits #idk if any of my mutuals would wanna be tagged on stuff I make by if you do just let me know and I’ll do so from now on.. it’s gonna pretty #much just be mctna for a while tho #web weaving #FYI. THIS IS ABT THEM AS BROTHERS! siblings is a far more compelling relationship to me and thats fully the intention behind this weaving!

[milkbreadtoast]

Jung Yeseo🥺🫶🤎

#twsb #when the third wheel strikes back #서브 남주가 파업하면 생기는 일 #섭남파업 #jung yeseo #jesse venetiaan #(not rly but just covering all my bases) #my art #spent all day working on this on and off on my phone and now im sleepy #drew him w his webnovel hair🥺 i miss it i wish they didnt change it for the webtoon #if they kept his comma bangs w the webtoons artstyle he wouldve been too powerful and everyone would perish tho i get it... #they had to nerf him...🛐 to preserve his just some guy energy KFJJD #i like the comma bangs tho bc it makes him look more diff from jesse venetiaan.. and also kim dokja fkdn #also wanted to draw his oversize cardigan w the moe sleeves... hehe #sidenote my mutual informed me earlier before drawing this that the jung family including yeseo r canonically attractive???? #to the extent that yeseo was scouted to be an idol several times in hs????? WHAT #and this info hit me like a truck... like WHAT . i thought we were all drawing him pretty out of love and delusion-- #SCOUTED TO BE AN IDOL... (and apparently he turned them all down bc it was assumed to be a scam fmfndnd)

[mcckenny]

Last time I posted this it flopped but I colored him this time so

#handsome Jack fans don’t let this flop pls #I drew him so pretty like come on #handsome Jack #sorry mutuals #borderlands 2 #the whole image is rhack but you’ll never see it 😏 #my art

[starflungwaddledee]

>> start the adventure! <<

while starstruck makes her merry way to the @kirbyoctournament, why not keep her company with some questions?

for the next month, as propaganda for the tourney, dream land's favourite little anxious amnesiac will be taking asks directly!

couple of little notes, suggestions, and rules!

though this is hopefully obvious, i don't guarantee i'll get to every ask or interaction! i'll do the best i can, but if i don't make it to yours, it's nothing personal! where possible these will be answered "in character" from tourney!starstruck, though you can still ask me tournament related things too! this is my first time trying "in character" asks, but i want to make one thing really clear: please no text rp. makes me incredibly uncomfortable. for plot consistency, this is set during her Present Timeline, and she knows as much about her own backstory as the average reader. has no idea who This Guy is. she has similarly not yet encountered the star spears or any weapon like them. questions can come from ocs, especially if they're in the tournament! i may not draw your oc in the response though. i probably won't respond to any "how are you" generic type deals because those will get hard to answer pretty much immediately. i am hoping to find some fun personality combos to riff off, so if you have an interesting interaction idea for our ocs, feel free to share! starstruck is Technically Romancable and OCs who are at least 25+ are totally welcome to make an attempt to flirt with her (pspsps evil lesbians especially if you're out there come say hi. any and all wings havers also), but remember she is dense as a pile of bricks. also please no nsfw.

#my art #starstruck dee #oc (2024): starstruck dee #<- using this one for tournament stuff in particular because it matches the format of the tourney blog! might change it later but for now #i'm pretty nervous about this but i will do my best!! tourney stuff will likely be the majority of my content for the next month. #fair warning that she will take *any* opportunity to talk about her friends & how cool they are & how much she loves them if you let her #or just about any other topic. info dumper supreme! 📣🌟🌟🌟 #also re: evil ocs. i would say maybe she could fix your evil oc but actually maybe your evil oc could make her worse. wink wonk. #looking at a few mutuals in particular here. come into my inbox. do it. do it. do it. pspsps.