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#this isn't shippy at all
originalartblog · 1 year
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HOW THE TURNTABLES
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shimexi · 6 months
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simpler times
animals avoiding malleus while they adore silver... ok aurora and maleficient parallels but have you considered malleus' fireflies settling on silver -> symbolizing malleus' fondness & sense of protectiveness towards him // creatures gathering around malleus when silver is here bc they know silver trusts him = the animals can trust him too daytime: silver's practice sword (which you can barely see) + a flower crown malleus made while silver was training -> nighttime with malleus' book
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ariadne-mouse · 11 months
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I love that after treating Colin as less than an equal and trying to intimidate him prior to their parting of ways, Deli is clearly the one more affected by meeting again and seeing how Colin has comfortably moved on and found comradeship (or at least allyship) with Raphaniel. Like Colin was a little salty about the skald comments, but in that wonderfully understated "i care just enough to say something because you're wrong" way, a minor injury compared to how Deli is "thrown" by seeing Colin and Raphaniel fighting together
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seventhdoctor · 8 months
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Thinking about them again
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mudd-art · 10 months
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Mountain enjoys watching the Custos nap, as rare as the opportunity is. The TV is the only thing that calms her these days.
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Jean definitely has like 0% body fat his diet consists of cigarettes, amphetamines, and coffee (all appetite suppressants) and he works out entirely in the hope of being too exhausted to think with no regard for his long-term health. Trant however is probably really into both nutrition and physiotherapy because all the fun facts help him relax while he trains so he’s undoubtedly built like a brick shithouse with good, solid, functional muscle.
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mx-myth · 4 months
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Thinking about mlc because I just finished writing the modern au (the hanahaki au has been done for a few weeks, we'll see if I ever get around to posting them) and actually, I know exactly what the show tastes like. It's lotuses and blood and candy and sword oil and wood and tea. It smells like the sea and bitter medicinal herbs and also the terrible sweetness of death and sick. The texture is solid like chewing on a blade but also gritty like sand. It's a dish of love and confusion and hate and bloodlust and betrayal and tiredness and longing.
It's also a meal that, from the outside, seems completely normal. But when you take the first bite it's all off. None of the food is rotten, sure. And objectively it's not bad to eat. But none of the flavors match and the textures don't either and as a whole it's incredibly chaotic and jarring. When you try and wash it down with wine the wine is sour - again, not exactly in a bad way, but just odd enough to be off-putting.
But you eat all of it anyway, because someone you care about made it.
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head---ache · 2 years
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No thoughts behind those eyes.
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suwisuwii · 11 months
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sometimes you're all you have
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buggreawlthys · 11 months
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dandelion-wings · 8 months
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What are your chronic illness headcanons?
I mean, I'll be honest, I'm sort of vague and broad with all of them? And will go with different specifics for different fics or fantasies, though I have a... fraught relationship with medical research (it's the medical anxiety) and also kind of prefer not to be too specific; as someone with chronic conditions of my own I personally dislike reading too-specific fictional accounts of them, and I also don't want to risk misrepresenting something I'm not familiar with.
That said!
Jean: There's lots of things that fainting, weakness, and vertigo, which are the only canon symptoms we have, could originate from, but I like to give her a heart condition! Being very vague on what, but generally at minimum an arrhythmia or something that it's a symptom of, because that's one I'm pretty familiar with, and also can be easily identified in the field (for hurt/comfort purposes) and have some hand-waved treatments. It is badly exacerbated by her stress level, which is also great for hurt/comfort.
Lisa: Either chronic fatigue or something that causes fatigue as a side-effect. I am very broad, and usually also very vague, with this one--the longer we go without that "her lifespan was halved" thing actually getting brought up in canon the more I assume that Hoyo decided not to go with it after all, but it's always lurking as a Possible Cause if it does come up in canon, and I often prefer to leave that open. (It's also I'm not something I'm personally familiar with except as a side effect of other conditions.) I had several continuities in my head where Lisa was chronically ill beforehand, but @canonical-transformation's excellent Girl Underwater solidified it for me as my dominant and permanent headcanon, whether or not it actually comes up in something I'm writing.
Kaeya: You mean my son Kaeya who has every (mental) disease? :P More seriously, leaving aside that you can posit so much going on in his head (though I do lean towards depression), alcoholism is in fact a chronic disease, and another one that I am pretty familiar with. I've also seen the argument that the tendency to write him as a sickly kid, which I often do (on the theory that if he's from underground, another preferred headcanon of mine, he probably never met 99% of Mondstadt's usual diseases beforehand and they would've run roughshod over his immune system), should probably lead to him having physical/immune issues as an adult, which I find plausible but generally don't go too far with just because he already has enough going on.
Anyway, Lisa is 100% honest and upfront about her problems and expects accommodation, as she should; Jean admits she has a condition because it's pretty hard to deny, but minimizes it to a deeply unhealthy extent; Kaeya has nothing wrong with him and wonders why you would imply that he does. Obviously this list is also in order of how difficult it is to help/treat them from the outside. Barbara appreciates Lisa deeply, wishes Jean would cooperate more but is doing her best, and isn't even touching Kaeya because that's waaaaaaay above her paygrade.
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usareiis · 1 month
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Lost my original post of this from the other day but I genuinely don't understand how Black Butler discourse ever shifted into the does Sebastian ~really~ like Ciel or is Ciel just dinner line of conversation that is pervasive as it is because Sebastian is the one that has absorbed his whole existence into Ciel's. Sebastian's face is what Ciel wants Sebastian's whole purpose is doing things for Ciel Sebastian's every hell of a butler yes my lord speech is about how he's Ciel's and Ciel is the one going around saying shit like whatever Sebastian is just my pawn 💅
#like sjdjdkdd??????#it's not that i don't think ciel loves sebastian per se bc. well. i don't think he'd ever process it in terms like that no matter what...#...kind of relationship they have bc the most important thing to him is getting him to do tasks like a dog and proving he will over and over#which is why sebastian does it all so overkill#but the most acknowledgement you ever get that ciel likes sebastian is stuff like idk the fucking book of atlantic you did good today#or if we're feeling really crazy the you were the only demon there line#like the dynamic has gotten way skewed in fandom away from the actual text#and i know why but it's still annoying bc i am not even saying this in a shippy way bc i don't give a fuck about ships#but they're so crazy entwined and in completely incomparable inhuman situations that it literally has no merit on this story to sit and...#...definitely piece together how this relationship works with real life normie standards like it literally is going to fit into no box of...#...what we think of as friends or siblings or parents or partners bc no victorian guy on the face of the earth has a real pet demon.#it's so boring you're missing the bigger picture that they're everything to each other and completely stuck together forever#does x mean y mean z? (least problematic answer only) they're stuck together! forever!#and no one has demons in real life it's all comparable to real life nothing#other than the asthma that's real#anyway. it's like fandom has made up a version of this story in their heads that is so devoid of anything that makes the story the story#twitter is like another planet for this i am mostly talking about twitter where i have been looking for news about the anime and oh boy#i have said this before but sebastian doesn't have a grip on human relationships bc he's not one and ciel doesn't give a fuck#but like this post started with and strayed from. well. sebastian isn't even trying to act like he's indifferent. ciel actually is.#and we're all missing several funny bits from that just trying to fit everything into a box#we could have more interesting conversations if we got past the same three people have been having for 20 years#kuroshitsuji#my kuro posts
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benjaycaptain · 3 months
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Wonders all around you
written for @descendantsgiftexchange for @fifthnormani . hope you had a lovely holiday, and sorry for the wait!
Jay stared at his rucksack, going over his mental checklist to see what he had missed.
He hadn't expected Gil to actually agree to a trip, but now that it was happening, Jay figured why not. Gil definitely wanted to experience the wonders of Auradon, and Jay could use a breather after a busy year.
"So," Mal drawled as she came up beside him, "all set for the honeymoon?"
Rolling his eyes, Jay said, "For the last time, it isn't a honeymoon."
"It's totally a honeymoon," she practically sing-songed, "you're doing exactly what Ben and me are doing. In fact, you're doing it for longer."
Because a king can't exactly be away for longer, Jay thought, knowing that they both knew that. "Except the whole marriage thing," he said instead, questioning why he was even entertaining the conversation yet again.
"Don't sweat the small stuff."
"Oh, so now marriage is small stuff?"
"You decided to take a gap year to travel the world with Gil, how is that not like a whirlwind marriage?"
Jay sighed. "Do I need to throw you out?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, am I distracting you from something important?"
"Nah, you're just being annoying, as usual."
She swatted his shoulder. "Rude, I am a delight."
Raising an eyebrow to hide his amusement, he said, "That's not the word I'd use."
Mal gasped, moving her hand to her chest in mock-shock. "How dare you, sir! Just for that I'm leaving." She made a show of huffing as she stomped toward the door.
"Oh no, what will I do now," Jay said, deadpan, focused once more on his rucksack.
"Just for that, I won't give you any romantic advice," she warned as she crossed the doorway, her hand on the doorknob, as if she was waiting for the perfect time to slam it shut.
Her threat pulled a laugh out from him, despite himself. "As if I'd ever ask you for that."
Mal opened her mouth but paused. She blinked. "You know what, that's fair," she said, but a grin formed as she began to close the door. "But I'll take that as admission that you need some. Bye, Jay, have fun!" The rush of her words were punctuated by the door clicking closed.
Jay stared at the door.
He then sighed.
Mal's really harping on this, he thought, wondering why she was so fixated on the idea. Though, in the grand scheme of things, he supposed it wouldn't hurt anything if he just let her continue thinking the trip had a deeper meaning than just an excuse to go exploring.
After all, he'd been in Auradon for some time now, but he hadn't actually seen anything. Why shouldn't he take the opportunity that Gil had presented?
Never mind that it had been his own idea.
Sighing again, Jay continued packing, trying not to let Mal's words get under his skin.
They hadn't been on their hike long, their pace leisurely if excited, when Gil stopped short, a gasp leaving him.
"The leaves are different colors!" Gil said, practically bouncing on the heels of his feet.
Jay blinked, and he looked around. "Yeah, the colors change with the season. We're in Fall now."
"Amazing," Gil said, voice soft as he stared out at the different trees. "Do they become, like, every color?"
Jay opened his mouth, but he paused, glancing from the different types of trees to the awe on Gil's face. "You know what, I don't know," he said, truthful and unashamed. He hadn't been outside in forests all that often, and he certainly hadn't been everywhere.
Maybe trees could be every color.
"I wanna see every color possible," Gil said, eyes gleaming as he continued staring, determination now dancing across his features, mixing with his excitement so much that he almost glowed.
"We'll keep our eyes open," Jay said even as his gaze stayed on Gil.
Even when he first arrived in Auradon, he hadn't been half as excited as Gil currently was.
When Gil turned to smile at him, Jay found himself smiling back.
They had decided to each keep a journal of their findings — the different colored leaves, types of animals, flowers, plants, rocks, anything and everything new and interesting — so Jay was writing about a funky type of mushroom when Gil grabbed his wrist.
Alarmed, Jay looked up, and his nerves braced for a threat until he took in the astonishment on Gil's face. Blinking, he followed Gil's gaze until he landed on a blue-gray and white bird perched on a tree's upper branch.
Brow creasing, Jay asked, "Gil?"
"Shh!" Gil squeezed Jay's wrist briefly. "I think—" He gasped as the bird spread its wings and took to the sky.
The both of them watched the bird fly for as long as they could before it disappeared completely in the foliage.
"That was an actual bird," Gil said at length, tone soft even as he squeezed Jay's wrist again, "and it was actually flying!"
A small laugh left Jay, unbidden. "Yeah, man. I think it was a hawk," he said, but the longer he watched Gil stare after the bird, the more he realized that the island had very little birds, let alone ones healthy enough to actually fly. "Maybe we'll see more. Like an owl or something."
"An owl?" Gil asked as he finally tore his eyes away from the canopy.
"Yeah, but they probably come out after dark."
"Dude, why are we sleeping after dark instead of exploring more!"
"Because we want to stay alive, dude," Jay reminded him.
Gil pouted. "Fine."
Amused, Jay said, "Maybe one night we can just chill outside our tents by the fire. See if we can see anything."
Instantly, Gil brightened. He pulled Jay close — and it was then that Jay realized that Gil had never released his wrist — and said, "Deal!"
Jay collided with Gil with a small grunt, the one arm hug a little awkward because Gil still held his wrist, but Jay simply let Gil manhandle him as he said, "Deal."
Gil hadn't released him right away, but when he did, he was smiling wide.
Despite the chill in the air, Jay felt warm.
"It's getting colder," Gil said one day after he had climbed up and down yet another tree.
"Yeah," Jay agreed absently, focusing on building a fire; the sun would be setting soon, and they hadn't properly set up camp yet.
"And it's usually even colder at night," Gil continued, playing with the bit of bark in his hands.
"Yup," Jay agreed again as he got up, satisfied with the fire enough that he decided to start on pitching up their tents.
"So why don't we just sleep together?"
Jay nearly tripped over his own two feet as he spread one of the footprints down on the ground. He stood straight, staring at Gil. "What?"
"I mean," Gil began, tilting his head to the side, "why use two tents when one is big enough for both of us?"
"Ah," Jay said lamely, and he glanced down at the tent he was currently setting up and then glanced at the other still packed away. They weren't huge tents, but one could definitely fit the both of them; though, it wouldn't be roomy. "I guess that's fine," he said when he realized Gil was still waiting on his answer.
"And we'll be warmer!" Gil said triumphantly.
"Seeing as we'll nearly be on top of each other, definitely," Jay said, amused, as he continued setting up.
"That's fine," Gil said pleasantly, sitting by the fire and watching Jay work. "I like to cuddle anyway."
Feeling himself grow warm, Jay did his best to focus on the task at hand. "Lucky me…" His cheeks grew warmer as Gil laughed.
Luckily for him, Gil busied himself with his journal, so Jay was able to pitch up the tent and ready the inside without any more distractions. Even dinner came and went without anything remarkable happening.
It was only as they cleaned up to get ready for bed that Jay began to grow nervous. Which was silly. What did he have to be nervous about?
He stretched lightly, trying to calm himself, and as he did, he found himself looking up at the night sky. For a moment, he forgot himself, taken by the vastness above and the multitude of stars. He remembered the first time he saw stars in Auradon; they had taken his breath away then as they did now.
Had they taken Gil's breath away yet?
"Jay, what're you— whoa!"
Jay blinked.
Gil had knocked into him, and they had both tumbled to the ground, Gil on his back and Jay on top of him, with Gil's hands on Jay's hips to steady him as Jay braced his hands on either side of Gil's head. They stared at each other.
Before Jay could say anything, Gil's breath hitched, a glint to his eyes. "Beautiful…"
Jay blinked again, his stomach fluttering before he remembered the stars above him. He tried to will away the warmth he had felt. "The stars?" he guessed lamely.
Gil blinked, his gaze flickering past Jay for a few seconds before settling back on him. "Yeah, they're pretty, but I meant you."
Jay stared, heart skipping a beat. "Me?"
With a soft smile settling on his lips, Gil nodded. "Yeah, you." And with that, he leaned up and placed a chaste kiss to Jay's lips.
And though it was chaste, it sent a spark through Jay, and he found himself leaning into the kiss.
Well, crap. Mal had been right.
He was so not looking forward to her gloating.
Still, as Gil pulled back, looking up at him with that soft smile, Jay figured he could endure Mal's smugness.
Gil was worth it.
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just-an-enby-lemon · 1 year
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Why some of the best Riddler stories are the ones were he fabricates an over-elaborated plan that is later revealed to be harmless (unless you consider stealing some flowers harm) just so he can have a candelight dinner with a very unamused Batman?
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keen-arts · 1 year
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I drew some mystery boys for @heisttheblackflag​‘s Alfreyco Appreciation Month AO3 Collection! 
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nostalgia-tblr · 7 months
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