whadya mean he didnt tell you he loves you??? his eyes literally went soft when he looked ur way...

Ravioli day 5 four days later for raviolishipweek by @breannasfluff

I finished this 25 panel hell of a comic. It's resolution is a bit quick but i don't think I'm impartial after spending days on it

okay but sarah celebrating tommy every year for mother’s day

Modern AU! Codywan👮‍♂️

I stole this design from my drawing last year lol

↑I drew this AU again...

https://archiveofourown.org/works/27588466/chapters/67488583

I haven't decided what Cody does for a living in this fic, but I'm starting to think Detective Cody might be a good idea... 🤔

Okay there’s like a whole post I wanna make on Mordred and Guinevere but I was reading Mordred’s usurpation in the Vulgate and I forgot how funny Mordred’s fake Arthur letter is

“Yes I am Arthur and I am currently dying. You should definitely make Mordred king. Because I will be dead. Also he should totally marry Guinevere. It is very important that he marry Guinevere.”

Like I know that was Mordred’s first draft and he was just really banking that none of the Barons would ask questions (and they didn’t so I guess he was right).

doodles of cliff at 29 years old, thriving while living in mineral town & making new friends during his delivery trips to forgotten valley!

Hello love! Hope you are well!

So I’ve had this cute idea for a while with AleRudy poly! Where Alejandro and their s/o spoil Rudy for a day, like make him dinner,, whatever you think lolz and then end it by both Ale and s/o spooning him?? I think it would be adorable!!

Hey there! I don't think I made this as fluffy as I could have, and for that I am truly sorry! But I tried!

Spoiling Rodolfo

I feel like he’d be surprised at first. Don’t get me wrong, he doesn’t doubt the love you and Alejandro have for him one bit, but he never would have thought you’d go out of your way to spoil him this much. First you bring him breakfast in bed, essentially waking him with a kiss to each side. It was all there, French toast, eggs, orange juice. He didn’t have to lift a finger. Naturally, as he got out of bed, he’d try to make it up to you by cleaning up after himself, only for you and Alejandro to stop him from doing so, forcing him back onto the bed once again. Rodolfo would grow suspicious. Did he miss an important date? Did the both of you miss an important date? It wasn’t like it was his birthday either, but he couldn’t for the life of him remember something that you did where you had to make it up to him either. For the time being, he’d simply accept his fate. Eventually, he would get up to check up on you. And then there was the barrage of gifts. They were lovely, naturally, but what did he do to deserve them? Again, he would grow even more suspicious. From the beautiful flowers to the small stickers you stuck on him, he wouldn’t know what to do. However, he wouldn’t say something immediately. Maybe he can think of why you’re being especially nice to him himself. Were you about to get into a lot of trouble? Were you just trying to get on his good side?

Of course, Alejandro made the suggestion of going out together, spending the time outside to do whatever it is he wanted. And then came the idea of having a picnic, since it was nice and warm outside. As you went to pay for all the items, with Rodolfo already taking out his wallet, you almost tackled him to get him to put it away. Alejandro paid, even though he shouldn’t have. You were three people, and with the amount of snacks you bought it didn’t come cheap either. From a massage to a heartfelt poem from you, it all started to seem like a little too much. Again, Rodolfo doesn’t doubt the love you feel for him, but it seems a bit off. However, you wouldn’t give him a satisfying answer either when asked about it. Were you going to break up with him after all this time? Making your last day together as beautiful as possible so he had something to cry over? He hoped not, but it didn’t seem impossible with how nice you were being towards him. A kiss to the cheek, you even gave him a plushie of a small cat, claiming its silliness reminded you of him. Why on Earth would you do all of this? Why go to these lengths?

Even around dinnertime, when you wouldn’t let him help out, he almost felt a bit sad. Sure, it was nice to not have to lift a single finger for a day, but why? He loved helping out, you both knew that. He was very much an active man at home, doing what he could to keep everything clean and in order. He didn’t mind cooking for you either, pouring his heart and soul into every meal for you. Rodolfo adored doing something for you, so he wasn’t used to being on the receiving end of it all. The meal was delicious, but he felt almost sad as he was unable to help you out at least even a little bit. You watched his favorite movie with him, you took pictures of him with his silly cat plushie, hell, you would have likely spoon fed him as well on that day. He couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. What have the both of you been up to? He would ask you again regarding it all when you were spooning him, trapping him on either side. It would take the most embarrassing nicknames that you only use on him to calm his nerves. Something along the lines of “Hush, Rudy-Poody, can’t we show our love and appreciation for you for once? You always make us feel good, so it was time to return the favor.” and “Mi esposo, you need to have more trust in us. Sometimes we just wanna see you smile as well. Cheer up, we just wanted to spoil just once in this life.”

He’d sort of cringe at the nickname you gave him, but it was the reassurance he needed since you only ever used it when you were being especially sappy. You didn’t get in trouble again, you were simply a bunch of lovesick fools. He’d give you a kiss on the nose and a smile. However, he would also try to turn around as Alejandro was spooning him, only for the colonel to not budge in the slightest, saying that Rodolfo shouldn’t be tossing and turning like this. No kissy for Alejandro it seemed. Rodolfo was this close to just wrestling him down for that kissy. Although he can’t really get used to the feeling of being spoiled, he will accept it for just that day. He will pay the both of you back in his style, though. You will also be spoiled. He couldn’t wait to team up with one of you to spoil the third one. All three of you will have had a day like this at some point.

Hey there! Do you perhaps have more Tempest and AJ stuff? Maybe some headcannons? You've planted worms into my brain

But wait, theres more!!

MORE RIBBUN PLEAAAAAASE

lucky for you i missed drawing them!

happy valentines kiss 💘

if you've been here a while you know i have a bunch of AUs with the premise "kid!karin gets her ass out of grass, usually semi-accidentally, sometimes being basically kidnapped." and i think "minakushi survive and take karin in as their own" is the BEST possible outcome for her (besides AUs where her mom also survives but her mom isn't a real character so i always have her already dead). and for the minakushi AUs i have, i think they all center around karin being in konoha for the chunin exams and minato being like "haha, you're not getting her back :)" but the much FUNNIER option is

minato: (teleports into karin's living room) hi uh no time to talk but my wife knew your mom and

karin, who pays attention in class: the hokage???

minato: (grabs her and teleports away)

Imagine waking up from a long sleep and regaining your memories just because of the cascade of letters awaiting you. Imagine reading and remembering your student and friend, the only person who knows your struggles, who wrote all these letters that are here for you, who went through so much hardship and pain in places you couldn't see and must read between the lines to even know.

You are an angel, one of the strongest existences in the world, and yet the other has gone far beyond you, to somewhere you can't ever reach. The only thing you can do is write to him as he did to you, so that when he returns, he would not forget the person he is at heart. Until that day, you wait. Hoping for the best, but never knowing when or even if he'll return.

(thinking of their relationship again and i want to die)

horizontober 2023 | 18: tarot

some of my favorite lines from red and blue's letters in this is how you lose the time war

i'll be all the poets, i'll kill them all and take each one's place in turn, and every time love's written in all the strands it will be to you.

i'll be long gone by the time the wind turns right. made you look, though, didn't i?

"and then we'd be at each other's throats even more." oh, petal. you say that like it's a bad thing.

you ask about hunger. you ask, in particular, about my hunger.

thank you for your letter, more than i can say. it found me in a moment of hunger.

you've always been the hunger at the heart of me, red - my teeth, my claws, my poisoned apple.

it is very difficult, to befriend where you wish to consume, to find those who, when they ask, do i have you still, when they end a letter with yours, mean it in any substantive way.

so in this letter i am yours. not garden's, not your mission's, but yours, alone. i am yours in other ways as well: .... yours as i review your words by their sequence, their sound, smell, taste, taking care no one memory of them becomes too worn. yours.

every evening i see a red sky bleed over blue water and think of us.

i want, red - i want to give you things.

another thing i give to you: this first, for me.

i imagine you reaching over my shoulder to correct my hand on a victim's throat, to guide the braiding of a strand.

but maybe this is how we win, red. you and me. this is how we win.

i want to be a context for you, and you for me.

i want to meet you in every place i ever loved.

we can chase each other down through time, like we did for centuries past before i knew your name.

suppose that we defected, not to each other's sides, but to each other?

Mmmmm a mtas fic where Logan writes the builder anonymous letters with tips on how to handle certain monsters when he sees her struggling and, knowing the crucial role she is apparently playing in saving Sandrock, wants her to succeed.

What would be Tiramisu’s reaction to Baron von Bon Bon if he ever made a reappearance? 😏

(Something tells me you answered this in text form, but not yet visually 🙏)

IM LAUGHING BECAUSE I JUST REWATCHED THAT EPISODE LIKE TWO DAYS AGO AND WAS SO FLUSTERED BY HIS STUPID LITTLE ACCENT THE WHOLE TIME JGHJGHJ

Tiramisu would be a flustered mess because it’ll be the only time Gazpacho would be openly flirty with her without being an flustered mess himself.

I could never escape you; what I have now become, I have become (excepting my innate disposition and any external influences, of course) through the combination of your upbringing and my obedience.

When you said, "Not a word in contradiction!" you meant only to silence in me that opposition which you found objectionable, but your influence in this respect was much too strong for me, I was too obedient, I fell completely silent, crept anxiously away from you and only dared speak when I was so far away that your power could no longer reach me, at least not directly. You looked on and saw deliberate "contrariness" in everything, but in reality it was only an inevitable consequence of your strength and my weakness.

The rhetorical devices you used in bringing me up, which were extremely effective, and at least in my case never failed, included: insults, threats, irony, spiteful laughter and - strangely - self-pity.

You intensified your abuse with threats, and these sometimes were aimed at me. I found this one particularly terrifying: "I'Il gut you like a fish" - of course I knew that nothing worse would follow (as a small child, admittedly, I did not know that) but it tallied with my impression of your strength that you would have been capable of it.

— Franz Kafka, Letter to his father