#this is beautiful anon thank you

[the-90s-music-colosseum]

OHHHHHH😈🗣️‼️you wired⚡🔌me awake🛌💤And hit🤛🤛🤛me💆with a hand🖐️ of broken🪚 nails🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨YEAAAHHHH😈🗣️‼️you👉 tied➰ my💆lead🏌️ and pulled🤌👊 my🧑‍🦰 chain⛓️⛓️To watch👀my blood🩸🩸🩸begin to boil💧🔥♨️BUT I'M GONNA BREAK‼️‼️🗣️🗣️, I'M GONNA BREAK MYYYYY‼️‼️🗣️🗣️I'M GONNA BREAK MY RUSTY CAGE AND RUN🗣️🗣️‼️‼️⛓️⛓️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️💨💨YEAH I'M GONNA BREAK‼️‼️🗣️🗣️, I'M GONNA BREAK MYYYYY‼️‼️🗣️🗣️I'M GONNA BREAK MY RUSTY CAAAAAAAAAAGE🗣️🗣️‼️‼️⛓️⛓️ and RUUUUN🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️💨💨💨‼️‼️Too cold❄️🧣to start a fire🔥🔥🔥I'm burning🔥🔥diesel⛽, burning🔥🔥dinosaur bones🦖☠️YEAAAAAH😈🗣️‼️, I'll take the river🌊🌊down to still water🚰💧And RRRRIDE 🏇🏇A PACK OF DOGS😈😈‼️‼️🗣️🗣️🐶🐶BUT I'M GONNA BREAK‼️‼️🗣️🗣️, I'M GONNA BREAK MYYYYY‼️‼️🗣️🗣️I'M GONNA BREAK MY RUSTY CAGE AND RUN🗣️🗣️‼️‼️⛓️⛓️🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️💨💨YEAH I'M GONNA BREAK‼️‼️🗣️🗣️, I'M GONNA BREAK MYYYYY‼️‼️🗣️🗣️I'M GONNA BREAK MY RUSTY CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGE🗣️🗣️‼️‼️⛓️⛓️ and RUUUUN🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️💨💨💨‼️‼️Hit like a Phillips🪛🪛head🐵🙆 into my brain😔🧠🤯It's gonna☠️be too dark⚫⚫☁️☁️to sleep again🙈💤😴🛌Cutting🔪 my teeth🪥😬on bars🛢️ and rusty chains⛓️⛓️⛓️I'M GONNA BREAK MY RUSTY CAAAAAAAAAAGE🗣️🗣️‼️‼️⛓️⛓️ and RUUUUN🏃‍♂️🏃‍♂️💨💨💨‼️When the forest🌲🌲 burns🔥ALONG THE ROOOAD🔥🌲😈🗣️Like God's👼 eyes👀 in my headlights🔦💡And when the dogs🐶🐕🐾🐩 are looking🔍 for their bones🍖🍖🍖And it's raining☔🌧️ icepicks❄️⛸️🏒 on your steel shore🔩⛱️Well, I'm gonna break‼️😈⛓️, I'm gonna break MYYY🗣️⛓️I'm gonna😱🙅 break my rusty💪💪 cage and run⛓️⛓️⛓️💪💪😱😱😈😈Well, I'm gonna break💪💪⛓️⛓️‼️‼️, I'm gonna break my😈😈😱😱🙅🙅⛓️💪💪I'm gonna break my rusty cage and ruuuuuuuuun⛓️⛓️😱😱‼️‼️😈😈💪💪

"kill them with kindness" WRONG. hand🖐️ of broken🪚 nails🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨🔩🔩🔩🔨🔨🔨

#asks #emojipasta #soundgarden #this is beautiful anon thank you

[hellsitegenetics]

God I can't tell if I'm awestruck, gobsmacked, confounded, or driven to complete and utter terror by this blog's existence. (Affectionate)

String identified: G ca't t ' atc, gac, c, t ct a tt t t g' tc. (Actat)

Closest match: Fragum sueziense genome assembly, chromosome: 3 Common name: Heart cockle

#tumblr genetics #genetics #asks #shells #conch #heart cockle #thank you anon for helping me learn that conchology is a fucking thing #such a beautiful world we live in

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

AGH FASHION DESIGNER SUGURU AND MODEL SATORU W A NEW INTERN DESIGNER UNDER THEIR WING 😞😞☹️ - 🌺

WAHHHH I LOVE THIS 🥺🥺🥺 the pining and flirting and slowburn of it all… model!satoru and his favorite designer suguru geto, both of them undeniably skilled and born with an eye for fashion….. well-known and adored……..

designer!suguru who gets tasked with showing you the ropes, who’s always so patient and kind despite your inexperience. diligent with his teaching but also so laidback, so easy to talk to… he looks intimidating, but he’s so polite that you can’t help but swoon a little. and he admires your enthusiasm so much…… grows fond of you soooo quickly bc you’re just such a breath of fresh air compared to the divas he’s forced to work with all the time. he thinks you’ve got real potential and he wants to nurture it.

and ofc you end up running into model!satoru eventually…. bc he’s always hanging around suguru whenever he gets the chance. and he’s maybe a little jealous that you’re hogging so much of his personal designer’s attention, but… he also thinks you’re so cute . T_T like a little puppy following suguru around… so excited to be apart of something you’ve dreamed of for so many years……… he looks into your eyes and sees the same sparkle he had before he made it big, and it makes his heart race.

yeah . i’m just thinking abt the peaceful coffee breaks with suguru….. how he’d insist on paying for your drink, ”since he’s your senior” (he wants to be your favorite </3)…… and how he’d just be so protective over his little intern. don’t get me started on the close proximity with satoru when you’re taking his measurements, the glance and smile he sends your way during an impromptu shoot… the way he always calls for you with a sweet coo of ”how’s my favorite intern doing today?”

😔😔😔 yeahhhhhh. they make me feel ill.

#thank you 🌺 anon my beloved….. i am kissing your beautiful brain #😭😭😭😭 now i kinda wanna write this oh no #my anons keep making my wip list longer this isn’t fair T—T #(i love you all very much) #NO BUT THIS IS SO BIGBRAINED IT’S INSANE #fashion designer!sugu the loml…. model!satoru just feels so natural too #i think they’re both very mature!!!!!!! #there are some aus where i think satoru would lean towards his more bratty hs self #but here i feel like he’s similar to the way he is in canon :3 just. silly and goofy and passionate abt what he does #AND very fond of youth. of people with lofty goals and dreams and starlight in their eyes #(<- has gotten carried away) #YOU GET IT THOUGH i know you’ll see the vision 🌺 anon 🫂🫂🫂 we’re holding hands #i need them both #need suguru to buy me expensive coffee while satoru feeds me pieces of a pastry #for some reason i keep thinking of coffee breaks i might. just be hungry 😭😭😭 #ask tag ✩ #🌺 anon !! ✩ #geto x reader #gojo x reader #stsg x reader #satosugu x reader #gojo satoru x reader #geto suguru x reader

[soracities]

I have been thirty for a few months. I never thought I'd make it, truly. I had no plans beyond twenty. I'm a high school drop out with various disabilities, I'm not conventionally 'attractive', I've never had many friends and my support network has failed me several times. And the idea of making plans, after a trail of failures and let-downs (both of myself and others), only filled me with dread. I have to take care of so much. I have my blessings, of course, but not without my own troubles. I have never been on a date, I've never been kissed even though I do want that. I've had to make the decision between bills and feeding myself. I've watched everyone around me fade away or leave. This, however, will pass. This time, in ten years, I'll have been forty for a few months. In twenty, I'll be fifty. And I can see myself being those ages. This year, I planted flowers for the first time and I've watched them grow. I've started reading after years of being told I am too stupid to understand things or that having joys won't make me successful. I've made new friends. I even repaired the strained relationship with my parents, something I never thought I'd be able to do. My life isn't going to be plastered on a big screen or be a bestseller but I don't need it to be. If I never marry or I die alone with no one, I don't think I'll regret it because I'll have myself. My thirties, I realize, are my gift to myself to know love and be loved by myself. Like I ... was the one who grew those flowers that made me happy because I know flowers make me happy, I chose to read the books I love because I know that they will make me happy, I choose to find my little joys instead of the joys others have expected of me. I'll get myself to forty, fifty, maybe even a hundred! I'll continue to give myself little joys because right now that is what is making me happy. That may change at forty! At fifty, a hundred, I don't know! I believe, however, I would like to find out ... and that is something I never would have said at twenty. I don't know if I will make it because as my farmer of a grandfather would say, "You have no idea what a year will bring." And you don't, there is no way to predict what the year, the month, or even tomorrow will bring, but you plant the seeds anyway. You plant them and take care of them as though you know they get to full ripeness and harvest. That process, I've learned for myself, is how I've found love. I just plant the seed today. I may or may not have flowers tomorrow but knowing that I may is enough for me to want to see.

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#ask #Anonymous #i can add nothing to this anon i dont want to add anything it will just derail the beauty of everything you just wrote and truly.... #thank you for taking the time to write and share this and i wish nothing but the most beautiful and comforting moments to meet you #as you move through your thirties and beyond #i hope each year proves to be a gift to yourself from the bottom of my heart i do #the road is long and we have time

[daisyswift3]

So I think I may have cracked the code. Listening to Clara Bow w this context in mind from the 4th, 9th, and 10th 🎃 messages makes the lyrics cut even deeper and explains the purpose of the anthology.

What Taylor is essentially saying is that above all else she is proud of her humanity. “Human. Human. Human.” “Flesh and blood.” Unlike some ppl in Hollywood like greedy big suits (cough SB^2 cough Big Machine cough) she’s managed to keep her humanity intact and didn’t let these negative experiences corrupt her or turn her bitter. She was able to find peace and courage in spite of it. And she’s saying I am abt to come out of the closet and while I am hopeful I’m also a little fearful. But isn’t that an amazing thing? Because being fearful, sad, furious, insecure, hopeful—these experiences are unique to humans! “Your heart beats red and hot and furious in your chest.”

“And most importantly, they will know about the human heart.” THIS is the purpose of the anthology. This is why she released 31 (13 backwards) songs for her fans to dissect and decode. Bc she wants them to understand that she’s not a god. She’s a flawed human just like the rest of us.

I think there’s a very good chance that THIS is what her movie is going to be about. Her journey out of the closet and all the hardship that came along w it and helping other ppl to understand the human heart. And I wouldn’t be surprised if there was a memoir that was released w it—“the professor said to write what you know.” And it makes sense too why the manuscript lyrics match perfectly w the all too well short film. Bc they’re talking abt the exact same thing!! She has a relationship w a much older man, experiences heartbreak, heals, and then writes abt it in a book—the story of us AKA the manuscript.

And this is why 🎃 kept referencing the story of us. I couldn't make sense of it a few months ago but now in hindsight it all makes perfect sense. Message in a bottle was probably a red tv vault track for this reason too. Bc the message in a bottle is the manuscript. The puzzle pieces really do all fall right into place.

#taylor u fucking crazy brilliant woman #this is literally the whole ‘fucking story’ #it literally just clicked for me that this is why she had the film references at the end of the manuscript #idk that i’m gonna survive the movie #thank you 🎃 anon for sending these beautiful messages and giving more context to these already incredible songs #i can’t believe i get to be alive to witness this i am actually in awe #ik none of this has happened yet but i just wanna say that i am so proud of u already taylor #we’ll be here every step of the way #pumpkin #clara bow #kaylor #closeting #ttpd #the manuscript #all too well #all too well short film #all too well 10 min version #post malone #message in a bottle

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

A (slightly angsty) domestic zukka hc I’ve been thinking abt a lot: I think Zuko would have a sort of knee-jerk flinching reaction when anybody touches his scar (with katara he looks like he’s bracing himself and with mai his whole upper body is sort of being held in place by her) (which i definitely think mai did on purpose to make him feel more comfortable but anyways) I think Sokka would after the first time figure out Zuko flinches hard even when he sees it coming and he’s The Plan Guy so I think he would secretly experiment and find out Zuko doesn’t flinch when sokka drags his hand from a different part of him (like his hair) onto his face. So he just starts doing that and it takes Zuko a stupid long amount of time to realize “hey Sokka touches my face a lot and it doesn’t suck. I wonder why🤨” until one day he figures it out like Sokka you sneaky shit you were nice to me and I didn’t notice

Bc the whole “zuko lets Sokka touch his scar bc he trusts him and he’s super normal abt it” is nice but it doesn’t feel realistic? You can trust someone a whole lot and still have instinctive trauma reactions. I think it’s much sweeter if Sokka notices and figures out a way to make it better without being asked.

Oh….. I’m….. this is a nice one 👍🏼

#ARREGEHSJKASJDASHJDKHGSADJHGSJHGSDMGHASDMHGSAGHMDSAHMGDMHGSAMHGDSGHMADGHMDMHGASMHDAGHMSDJHGDSSJGHSEJHDDSEDSE #????????? #hey anon???? #you didn’t think u could get away with this right???? #like this isn’t absolutely devastating in the best way possible???? RIGHT #?????? #I’m ROLLING AROUND CRYINF SCREAMING WAILING THROWING UP BANGING MY FISTS ON THE WALL??? #THIS IS ACTUALLY THE MOST TENDER SWEET ANGSTY THING IVE EVER READDDDD HOW COULD #HOW COULD YOU #HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO MEEEEEEE #ANON IM PUNCHING YOU IN THE FACE AND KISSING U ON THE KNUCKLES #DASHIUDUKHSADKUHDAKHSUKHUAD #NEVER RECOVERINF BRB 👍🏼 #(thank you for your contribution this is beautiful and I’m going to think about this for the rest of my life) #atla #zukka #zuko x sokka #asks #my asks

[wisteriagoesvroom]

KINGSMAN SPIES LANDOSCAR!! honestly could put oscar in as harry (looks conservative and staid upon first impression but actually has an edge) & lando as the upstart newcomer who solves problems unconventionally but effectively nonetheless.

i passed a specialist shoe shop earlier today that specialises in leathers and i think there'd be something cool about cobbler oscar who keeps a very quiet shop. he's very reserved. has mainly old clients who he keeps in a handwritten notebook. he's carrying on a cobbler tradition of like 90 years and has trained with some impressive brits and everything. and at night he's the kingsman's service artillery specialist. he just pulls out rows and rows of stuff like Q and is like. "i'd suggest that one. you need a muffler in a place like king's cross station. easy cleanup."

and lando's some rich kid from millfield who has been thrust into the service because his dad sent him as a joke 'cus he's like, you're too coddled. you need to do it before you get your trust fund.

but it turns out that with the right focus and intention lando is actually a brilliant kingsman in the making. he definitely has an eggsy moment at training academy where he has to take out a bunch of trainers using only a ballpoint pen and a textbook or something. he's the only one who figures out that the ballpoint pen has different functions upon specific clicks. one of them is a nanorazor, and another is an incapacitating poison.

and lando, a little bruised, very tired, is about to go on his first mission. he's at oscar's shop, choosing shoes and trying not to glance at oscar and his still hands and his cool demeanour.

then lando is like, "wait. you designed the pen thing earlier didn't you? that was you." and oscar gets this glimmer of a smile and a single arched eyebrow that he presses back down, and is like: "yeah. did you like it?"

#landoscar #lando norris #oscar piastri #ln4 #op81 #mctwinks #twinklaren #anon when you sent this i was totally like... yes... brilliant... beautiful.... #it took me several days (weeks?) to land on what type of shop exactly and dynamic i wanted it to be in my head #so thank you for giving me this delicious prompt mwah mwah mwah #i would love if u told me more about it too #wiz.askbox #wiz.HCs #im gonna run out of pics for moodboards soon... oscar do more magazine spreads pls #landoscar kingsman au

[corrodedcoughin]

I have a head cannon that Eddie and robin have The most unpredictable relationship. One second they act like boyfriends in law, then they act like mortal enemies, 5 seconds later they’re crying together about robins most recent sad fun fact about animals. Steve can never keep up with where they’re at but I’d glad that his favorite people are so close. (Also when people ask them how they met Eddie will go on and on about how brave Robin is and she just says “we found him in a dumpster”)

Publishing this out into the st universe for everyone to be as delighted by it as I was/am

#also also I am so so sorry it’s taken me so long to see this #tumblr is hiding the majority of my notifications from me #so I only just checked my inbox randomly today #I am so so sorry #but I was delighted to see such a beautiful headcanon waiting there!! #love to you my child for this is a joyous message #hope you are having a lovely day and I really cannot thank you enough for sending this to me #it really made me happy so thank you ten times over #anon #eddie #Robin and Eddie #roddie #is that the platonic name????? #anon you are a gift to us all thank you

[turnipoddity]

Ur art is so Tom of Finland and scooby doo 1969/pos. I'm obsessed

VERY DRASTICALLY DIFFERENT STYLES THERE BUD

#IM SHOCKED WHEN I WENT TO CHECK LMAO #also. what an honor… both are very beautiful i’m not worthy 😭❤️ #thank you anon thank you so much 😭❤️❤️❤️ #asks

[books-books-smolderinglooks]

Beautiful brown eyes.. 💜❤️ for anonymous. pt 2 💜

#young royals #wilhem x simon #wilmon #simon eriksson #simon my beloved ❤ #hope you like it anon! 😊 #omar rudberg #doe eyes! 😊 #thank you for the request 🌼 #favorites! 💕 #sweet beautiful soul! #my gifs yr #youngroyalsedit #youngroyalscentral

[missmungoe]

“You’re such a pretty man,” Makino sighed, touching her fingertips to his cheek, before rubbing his beard with her thumb. “Your wife is very lucky. Oh—hey.” Her whole expression brightened, her smile entirely cheeky. “That’s me.”

Shanks grinned, delighted. “You are absolutely hammered, aren’t you?”

“Hmm, I think I’m about to be.” She frowned. “Wait—was that not a euphemism?”

My masked Zorro, the unbelievably generous and tantalisingly mysterious Cover Anon, sweeps in once more with another gorgeous cover from Shanties, this time for Penelope (aka, the wedding fic, my beloved), by the incredible @sacred_pirate on twitter.

I...don't know how it's possible to capture the way a fic exists in my mind so perfectly it's like the artist reached into my soul, and yet that's what this feels like. This is one of the most beautiful artworks I've ever seen, and I can't believe it's from my fic, and this fic.

#I.........am actually at a loss for words #I've just been staring at this all day #sacred_pirate if you see this: your style is everything and this cover is so atmospheric you've sucked me right into this moment!! #the lighting and the composition and the sheer SOFTNESS of this cover?? #and the DETAILS #the DRESS and the FLOWERS IN HER HAIR #the wedding rings!! Luffy's wanted poster!! #and t h e m #they're *perfect* #Makino is so beautiful I want to cry #absolutely breathtaking #and SHANKS #THAT LOOK #THIS IS THE LOOK THAT'S IN MY MIND WHEN I WRITE THEM #I AM!!! FEELING A NORMAL AMOUNT ABOUT THIS #I'm lying I am absolutely losing it #the warmth and the tender goofiness in this is exactly how I imagine them and I cannot overstate how much I love this #Cover Anon: I owe you my life #I don't know how to thank you enough #I just hope you know how much this means to me #that someone loves these stories so much they'd do this...I am humbled beyond words<3 #Shanks x Makino #otp: sing me sea shanties #Shanties for the Weary Voyager #opfanfic #Shanties art

[beanghostprincess]

Roger really DOES have mad girldad energy and I am feral.

Welcome to my walls btw, it's hot af in Florida, so lmk if you need a popsicle/hj

Just. Omfg imagine Toki and Buggy bonding SO MUCH and Toki is the one who helps Buggy find Her Style and Her Confidence. Oden also has Big Himbo Dad Emergy too, so I bet he'd just be like ":000 a GIRL! WONDERFUL!!! I shall have TWO daughters!"

Roger ofc takes big offense to that and it becomes a shipwide brawl over who gets to be her dad, and Buggy is just laughing, crying, pickpocketing everyone. Only like. Three fellas even have the driving NEED to call her their daughter, they just love the chaos. Shanks is just left GAPING bc ofc he loves Buggy, he always has, always will, but the way she was smiling, the way she's just beaming at the acceptance, no matter how dramatic it is - by Davy Jones, it steals his breath away.

Whatever you do tho, don't imagine Toki dressing Buggy up in traditional Wano attire. Don't imagine Toki taking on the role of aunt or big sister and sharing this culture with Buggy. Teaching her the ways of warriors from her homeland, the codes and dress and recipes. Don't imagine Toki telling Buggy "family secrets" like recipes, fighting styles, etc. Don't imagine Toki just easily saying that of course Buggy needs to know these things! Blood is but the fluid of life, and love is what makes a family - and Buggy has so much love to give, so much to receive, and Toki calls her a child of Wano in heart and soul, in all the ways that matter should Buggy want that.

And Buggy, who has only ever wanted to BELONG, oh she accepts without hesitation.

Leaving Toki behind was hard, but she gifts Buggy an heirloom of sorts, a hair piece that she keeps either tucked under her beanie or safe in a chest, anchored to the floor of her room ((or hidden carefully with Devil Fruit powers)).

The day Toki manages to make/get a suitably sized kimono for Buggy, maybe for a party on the ship, maybe a birthday celebration ((and here I insert my Wano Culture Headcanons, that there's a birthday where children transition to young adults, and it's similar to a quinceñera but different, partially because it's done at 13, and then a second one at 18, a five year period of growth, life compared to butterflies, and so Toki convinces the crew to do these for the Cabin Kids-))

Buggy comes out, hair done, kimono flawless and bright and bold and so very her, a quiet joy on her face, and the crew is FLABBERGASTED.

Roger is sobbing.

Rayleigh has suddenly aged 20 years because oh shit oh gods she's going to be beautiful as an adult, oh damn it all he's gonna have to beat men off of her-

Shanks is caught between swooning, wanting to tackle her, and remembering just how the heck breathing works.

((Roger, Rayleigh, Crocus and Oden do rock paper scissors to get the first dance with her, and it dissolves into a fist fight somehow. Shanks gets involved and bites them. Toki takes the first dance.))

I have. So many emotions about transfem Buggy, bestie, send help it's all my brain can think about.

It's okay, I miss hot weather because here in Spain I am freezing and I am a spring child. My spiritual flower is a sunflower. I need the SUN. I NEED TO GO INTO THE FLAMES. So I'll stay there happily.

Please, Toki would so adopt Buggy. And Oden would be THRILLED. He'll see them getting along and he'd instantly say they look like mother and daughter. Buggy would be shy about it but Toki would probably laugh and say "Oh! Do we really? What do you think, Bugs?" and it's just,, So sweet,, Oden loves her a lot and he can't wait to see his Hiyori grow up too. Roger would be FURIOUS when he hears that because he "found her first" which, you know, true, but it's a weird way of saying that's his daughter. Anyway- Rayleigh would be so fucking done with everything. They'd fight about it and Buggy would actually have the time of her life because she feels important and flashy for once in a long time, and she'd laugh oh so beautifully at them when talking with Shanks about it in their room. Like she'd just laugh at the situation and Shanks is still not getting used to his very very not platonic feelings for his best friend. But he'd enjoy his time with her. He's just going a bit insane.

I can't stop thinking now about Buggy finally finding a place to belong. She's been lost for so long,, Feeling left out. And now Toki has gifted her with the most precious treasure there is: A home. Belonging. And I am so so emotional right now. Toki would be so proud of her and Buggy would just be so thankful. If Buggy called her 'mom' at some point, she'd feel embarrassed right away, but Toki would probably fight the tears and hug her close. Going crazy, really. All the men in Buggy's life fighting for her first dance,, Rayleigh just knows he'll have to fight all the men that hurt his precious star. And Shanks is starting to think about that too and the thought of Buggy dating somebody else makes him sick, so perhaps he needs to start with a plan to confess finally (he's so asking Toki about it. I'm gonna cry). Roger crying because he wants to enjoy every second he has left with her... It kills me.

I just know that to this day, Buggy still thinks about Toki as her mom. She never mentions it to anybody, but she feels such a strong connection to Wano and she's dying to go there finally someday. She might have not been born there, but her soul belongs there. And it's just so sweet. I am sobbing, thank you. Every time she does her hair, she feels Toki's hands instead of hers and she remembers everything she taught her,,,

Now I have on my mind a very silly Shuggy thought about Shanks trying to flirt with Buggy but failing miserably (because he's a kid and he only knows how to tease her or follow Roger's advice which are, um, not good) and Buggy just being so done and exhausted. She can't stand him! He's so annoying! Sometimes she doesn't know if she wants to punch him or kiss him! And she doesn't even know if Shanks likes her back because he keeps acting stupid. And she goes to Toki for advice and she's like "oh, darling... Men are stupid. Do you know why you felt smarter than them when you were unaware of being a girl? Well, one of the reasons is that Shanks is a kid. He's dumb. But he loves you and cares so much for you... He's just having a hard time trying to make his way to your heart" / "But he-! He's so damn- Ugh. He's such an idiot. He already did, and he just doesn't know because he can't see it and I can't stand him-" / "Well, maybe you should be the one telling him, huh?" / "What?! No! And give him the satisfaction of thinking I fell first?! I'd rather die. No. He has to make the first move". And now Toki is involved (like the rest of the crew because Shuggy is a whole teen drama) in their love story because Buggy keeps complaining about men being stupid and Shanks keeps saying he doesn't get how Buggy can't see he's in love with her.

#i think we're soulmates anon you always write exactly what i'm thinking :(( #this is just so beautiful i am sobbing and now i want to write countless fics about this #god i swear this whole thing made my day #thank you so much for your asks really <333 #fem buggy lives in my mind rent free forever i love her so much she's so important to me #one piece #buggy the clown #fem buggy #kozuki toki #roger pirates #red haired shanks #shuggy

[coincasual]

the littlest sister Eyerine💕✨

#monster high #mh iris #iris clops sister #SHEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! #headcanon autism forSURE i feel it in my bones! #id like to think she’s a little clumsy and forgetful! things fall out of her bag all the time #she loves being the tallest (and youngest) sister! she even wears platforms!! we love it!!! #it’s messy and rushed bc i want to draw every sister AND iris they’re all beautiful and awesome!! #THANK YOU FOR THE NAME ANON!!! 💕💕💕✨

[avonne-writes]

Austin Butler is really beautiful like wowwww. I need some Jesus in here to help me. I do not want to objectify the men bc from what I heard he is also extremely kind and attentive but honestly he is good looking. With his little face that I want to squish, I now understand why Callum Turner (who is another good looking men) is always touching Austin, babe I could do the same if the men felt comfortable enough to let me do it. Enough thirsting I’m going back to work but thank you for all you work on fics and on providing us with amazing pictures

Jesus left the building long ago, my dear 😅

#mota #austin butler #i love him so much he has a beautiful soul to match his angelic looks #anon #thank you!

[luckycharms1701]

*waddles into your inbox and drops this into you lap before scurrying away*

Hello

Behold my humble offering to the Mikey Well Please Suffer 🧡🫡

Angel Kisses

It was just another day.

You were at the lair, just chilling with MIkey on the couch.

He was scribbling furiously into what looked to be a well warn and obviously well loved sketch book, if the frequently thumbed pages and what seemed like a 100 faded stickers were any indicator.

His tongue was poking out in the corner of his mouth, bleping the way he did when he was working intently at something.

And intent he was.

You watched as his eyes flicked around the page, bright with that rare sense of direct focus as his hand danced over the page with his pencil. he was even humming a little, or maybe it was him just talking to himself.

He did that sometimes when he would get into these “Mikey Mojo Moments” as he called them, and you absentmindedly wondered if that was a subconscious trait he had somehow picked up from hanging around Donnie.

You could never be too sure with this one. He was a wonder through and through. A wonder that you could never quite believe that somehow landed as your best friend.

Your lips quirked up with a soft smile at that thought as you secretly peaked at Mikey from over your phone.

You liked seeing him like this. Happy. Creative. In his element.

It had certainly been a while since he had last hyper focused on an art project. But when he did….whew… it was like magic in action. He just had this…light about him that sort of made him…well…you didn’t know…

It sounded cheesy but he just kind of… glowed.

Your eyes flicked to the little bright spots that decorated Mikey’s face like small yellow freckles that peaked out from underneath his orange mask.

Just like those spots lit up his face, without even trying, Mikey could just light up a room.

There was just something about that sunny smile of his that always made your heart happy. He made you happy. Chasing those rainy skies that often would cloud into your life with that ever bright sunshine of his.

You loved it. You loved him.

Whether platonically or romantically, you really didn’t know. You really didn’t care either. All you knew was that you wanted him in your life anyway you could have him because it was brighter simply because he was now in it.

So lost in your musings, you hadn’t realized that Mikey had somehow become aware of your attention. Might be due to the fact that you were burning holes into the sides of his head with your gaze. Or maybe it was the fact that he had ADHD, and he caught ahold of more than what meets the eye.

Who knows? Turtle was a ninja. A ninja who was now grinning like a cat before the cream in front of you.

“See something that you like, Clementine?” Mikey all but purred to you with a teasing waggle of his eyebrows.

You blinked in surprise as his words broke you from your revelry, a slight heat coming to your cheeks as you realized that you most indubitably had been caught staring. Directly at him.

Not wanting to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he had in fact caught you, you cleared your throat and placed your phone down.

“Actually yeah…” You quirked back at him, placing an elbow on the back of the couch, so you could cradle your head with your palm with a soft smirk. “I was thinking how cute your freckles are.”

It was Mikey’s turn to blink as your comment was obviously not what he was expecting.

“My…freckles?” He echoed dumbly, placing his sketchbook down and turning to you, his head tilted in such a way that you were somewhat reminded of a curious puppy.

You chuckled softly at the mental image and nodded with a soft grin, reaching up to gently trace those little sunspots on Mikey’s face with your finger.

“Mhm. They’re super cute, and I’m jealous. I’ve always wanted freckles.”

Mikey froze the instant your finger touched his face, his baby blues widening comically to the size of dinner plates.

Mikey had always been a very affectionate turtle, that was no question. Hugs, cuddles, hand holding, playing with hair, painting fingernails, you named it, he did it.

Well…that was the problem. In this case at least. He did it. Usually he was the one to always initiate with you warming up and reciprocating only after he started.

This was the first time you had ever touched him first, and in a way that was so…so…Mikey didn’t have a word for it, but he knew in that moment he didn’t want it to stop.

He swallowed a little as he felt the tip of your finger slowly trace his “freckles” as you called them with that unfairly adorable smile. That smile paired with that soft look in your eye made his heart skip a beat, and Mikey absentmindedly found himself leaning in a little closer to your touch.

“You…wanted freckles?” He murmured curiously, feeling that a moment like this needed to be treated with a whisper for whatever reason.

You chuckled again and nodded your head, a most darling shade of pink crossing your cheeks as Mikey leaned into your hand. You changed from gently poking his forehead with your finger to tenderly cupping his cheek with your palm, lightly caressing a “freckle” on the corner of his jaw with your thumb.

“Yeah…I always thought they looked so pretty. Small smackerings on the bridges of peoples noses. Dark spots like cheetahs on others. Or even the ones that are so tiny they look little stars on peoples faces, peeping through the skin. I once heard freckles described as angel kisses, little reminders of a love that couldn’t be contained and well…as cheesy as it sounds…I really haven’t been able to see them any other way since.”

A muscle thumped in Mikey’s jaw as your thumb brushed up against the sensitive skin there and he had to resist the urge to just lean into your hand and start churring like some ridiculous reptilian cat, it’s just felt so good. He shook off the shiver that travels down his shell and blinked up at you with his signature crooked grin.

“Angel kissed huh? You’re right. That is cheesy, but lucky for you, I love pizza so cheese totally is my jam.”

You snorted at that and reached up your hand to poke Mikey’s forehead with a shake of your head.

“Cheese is your jam? What you making sandwiches or something up there, Mikey Man?”

Mikey snickered at the poke and reached up to capture your hand with his, holding it tightly as he smirked up at you. There was an interesting light in his eyes as he caught your gaze directly. It seemed friendly and innocent enough at first glance, but the way he held it had you leading to believe otherwise.

That look was dangerous because it made your heart do that weird skip hop thing like a drunken frog attempting to land a jump onto a lily pad, but before you could further that thought, Mikey interrupted with his own.

His head tilted at that doglike angle again and he leaned in with his all too eager curiosity.

“What can I say? I’m always in the mood for a good snack. But, back to the angel kisses thing. You got me curious now. If you could have freckles where would you want them most?”

You blinked a little at Mikey’s question, and sat back a little, tilting your own head in thought. Your free hand that wasn’t being held captive by Mikey’s reached up and lightly touched the bridge of your nose and the tops of your cheeks.

“Huh…that’s…actually a good question. Probably somewhere around here? Gimme that cute look that you have working so well for you or something.”

Mikey sputtered at the light flirt and shook his head with a grin. He rather adored how quick you were. It meant you were comfortable with him and that alone meant the world to him.

He looked up at you as you traced your own face, that same gleam shining in his eye. Mikey leaned in a little closer and said with a raise of his eyebrow, “You know…I could probably help with that…”

Your brows furrowed as you looked at Mikey incredulously before your eyes widened and you excitedly grabbed his hand and leaned closer.

“You…can help me get freckles? Wait…is that something you can do with your ninpo?!”

Mikey was not expecting you to lean in as close as you did, but he wasn’t complaining. Not at all.

He’d never get sick of getting to see the little masterpieces that were your eyes up close like this. Mikey could get lost in those eyes if you let him.

Shaking his head to clear that train of thought, Mikey just smirked up at you.

“Hmm something like that…I was thinking more along the lines of…angel kisses and what not.”

It was your turn to parrot back dumbly as your eyebrow raised in confusion, your heart picking up pace from a drunken frog to buzzed hummingbird.

“A-angel kisses?” You stammered especially as Mikey leaned in even closer, his nose almost brushing yours.

His hand reached up to cup your cheek in mirror of your movements just moments earlier. That bright rare sense of direct focus now centered solely on you as he leaned in even more, his warm breath barely ghosting over your face as he whispered in a low murmur.

“Yes…angel kisses…because I do put the angel in Michealangelo after all…”

@yorshie @justalotoffanfiction

#ANON-CHAN #YOU BEAUTIFUL HUMAN BEING YOU #i’m squealing and kicking my feet #this was SO cute #i loved every bit of it #‘mikey mojo moments’ i’m screaming #i also refer to freckles as angel kisses because my mom did and this makes me so soft #he’s so fucking cheesy oh my god i love it i love Him #thank you so much for this contribution to the mikey well we will feast today #and thank you from me because i really needed this today #excellent motivation to finish this raph fic so i can write the next chapter of sunshine #tmnt #rise mikey #rise mikey x reader #aughhhhhh it’s so goodddddd #fave #long post

[soracities]

my hand is the precise size to cup my darling's cheek. it perfectly follows the curves and matches the size, like i was made to hold his cheek and run my thumbs under his green eyes.

you guys need to warn me in advance for some of these or just put an arrow through my heart directly it would be kinder im 😭😭😭

#ask #Anonymous #in all seriousness anon i ADORE this sm for you thank you for sharing something so beautiful💗 #queued asks #love is a house with many rooms