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#precious memories…… </3
chesboard · 11 months
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mimis
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blowingoffsteam2 · 7 months
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So like what are we all gonna do if Sora didn’t actually forget Riku in kh4 afjsjfs
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prosekaipng · 8 months
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miss-mossball · 11 months
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Adorable, precious, beloved <3
Rain belongs to Hail...and @chimeric-art <3
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @jann-the-bean!!!!!
you know i had to draw this lil precious baby again because my GOSH-!!! too adorable<333 (i believe she is capable of murder with how full of rage she is tho- gremlin behavior<;3333)
there's only so many ways i can say how much i adore your art and writings before i become a broken record because SERIOUSLY!!!! you are my biggest inspiration when it comes to writing and i swear if i hear you saying ANYTHING otherwise i'm breaking into your house no matter how far away you are cause i'm not tolerating such lies!!!! you are an AMAZING bean and i would hug you to death if i could >:'Dc <333
mocha belongs to jann
mobster au is both by @help-im-a-gay-fish and jann
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she's just like me for real
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braceletofteeth · 2 years
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KinnPorsche Week 2022
Day 4: Favorite Outfit
— Vegas' Torture Coat
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deobispresent · 11 months
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Nobody:
Absolutely no one:
The Boyz member: *opens a bathroom door*
Chanhee: *grabs camera*
Chanhee: it's my time to shine.
Changmin:
Changmin: i'm going to give you rabies.
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animeweeb115 · 7 months
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“The chocolate is so smooth and sparkly!”
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carewyncromwell · 10 months
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[Marvel AU] Jacob Cromwell/Duncan Ashe Moodboard
featuring Jacob as Steve Rogers “Captain America”  and Duncan as Bucky Barnes “the Winter Soldier”
“...Jacob...?”
“You know me now? Or do you?”
“...Your mother’s name was Lane. Your sister was Carewyn. You called her ‘Pip.’ ...You never shut up about her -- how much you missed her, how much you’d make her proud. You wrote her a letter every morning at eight, no matter where you were on the front -- even in a pitch-black tank with nothing but my lighter to help you see. ...You...loved her more than anyone...”
“Nice facts. Did you collect those from hacking security cameras, or interrogating other targets?”
“Oh, for fu -- Jacob, it’s me! I know the Soldier’s a good actor, and I’m pretty damn sure I know what S.H.I.E.L.D.’s told you about me. Master of disguise -- able to blend in like a chameleon, fluent in seven languages -- the ultimate assassin? ...That was me, but -- it wasn’t. It wasn’t really me. But right now, I...right now, this is me, Jacob. ...Look in my eyes. You know it’s me.”
“...If it is really you...then tell me why you saved me, from the river.”
“Wha -- oh, come on! I -- you know why! You have to know why. How could you not, when you let me just keep hitting you, over and over again -- when you must’ve known I wouldn’t actually be able to go through with it -- ?”
“I didn’t know that. You’re a genetically-enhanced assassin, Ashe -- I knew full well you could kill me, if you tried. ...I just knew I wouldn’t be able to hurt you. No matter what you’ve done, no matter what orders I was given -- no matter what you might do to me...I would never be able to hurt you, Ashe.”
“Jacob...”
“Ashe...I lost you once. I’m not going to lose you again.”
“...Jacob... ...You goddamn idiot...it’s all the same, for me.”
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mmmatchasims · 1 year
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present day...
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meownotgood · 1 year
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Happy Birthday!!! I hope you're having fun eating your donuts with Aki and spending time with him ❤️ Aki will definitely spend time with you and celebrate, even though... You know...
I honestly don't know what got into me when I wrote the fic below but yes it's for you, I hope you like it!
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"Happy birthday, my darling. Did you sleep well?" you feel the mattress sink a little as Aki climbs back into bed with you, snaking his arms around your waist and pulling you close to him.
"You wanna get up now? I'll make you breakfast while you get ready, alright?" he continues, pressing his lips against your forehead, then your cheek, and finally your lips.
"Wait but don't you have to... You know? Visit your family's grave today? It's no matter if you have to go back to Hokkaido today you know, I'm fine. You're already spending the morning with me-" you mumble, your voice still laced with sleepiness. Aki looks at you adoringly, before shaking his head and smiling.
"Yeah... But I can always go another day. Today is the one day I have to stay with you. I'm not letting you spend your birthday alone as long as I'm with you, alright?"
You smile back at him, cupping his cheek and placing a gentle and soft kiss on it. He takes your hand in his and holds it right above his heart, letting you feel his heartbeat.
The two of you cuddle and laze in bed for a while more before you get up. After a nice breakfast with your boyfriend, he shows you a beautifully and intricately decorated cake, with the words: "Happy Birthday My Love" on it.
"Thank you so much my precious... Wait you made it yourself?!"
"It's a small matter, darling. And you've been saying that you wanted to try more of my food right? I don't bake often, so I thought this was a perfect opportunity."
You take the cake from Aki's hands, place it on the table, and then press him against the floor while you kiss him. His soft whispers of "I love you so much" and "Are you enjoying yourself?" in between kisses made you flustered, but at the same time struck something in you that made you want to keep going.
After a long and passionate make out session, Aki places you on his lap and pulls you close to his chest. You can sense that something's on his mind, but you knew that he would let it out, so you wait patiently.
"You know, before I met you, I would normally just shut myself away on this day and cry in my room. It hurt a lot, honestly, remembering that I lost them. That I would never see them again. But then you came into my life, gave me hope and so many reasons to be happy. I don't mind spending today differently, in fact I'm glad. I'm glad that I have happy memories to replace the bad ones now. I'm happy that I have you next to me. I love you so much and you're the most precious thing to me, ever," he confesses.
You pull Aki closer to you, stroking his back gently as you mutter, "I love you too. And I'm happy that I'm the one who can help you feel better despite everything you've been through. You're the most precious person to me too, and I just wanna make you happy when you're with me."
Aki rests his head on your shoulder, breathing in your scent. The very scent that comforts him, that makes him feel like he's home. And he knows that if he has you, he'll be fine. He won't have to remember this day as one full of sadness anymore, and he won't have to cry alone by himself because you would always be with him when he does. He's thankful, really, for having you by his side.
"Alright, that's enough with the emotional conversation. What do you wanna do today? It's your birthday, let's do something special."
"I wanna spend time with my handsome boyfriend!"
"Other than that?"
"Get donuts! Oh are you... Awww Aki you're blushing. You like it when I call you handsome? You know you're really pretty too, baby."
"Don't... Don't say such things without- Ah nevermind. I'll let you do whatever you want, since it's your birthday," Aki sighs in fake defeat, eliciting a giggle from you. He looks at you, eyes shining with affection and love, just for you. Pressing his forehead against yours, he gently moves his hand to stroke your cheek, before placing a soft kiss on your lips once more.
"Oh and darling? Happy birthday once again. May all your wishes come true. Know that I'll always be right here with you, and that I'll love you forever and ever."
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I seriously think that this relation in date means that you two were meant to be. It being your birthday would probably help distract Aki quite a bit and it'll help him make good memories instead of dwelling on what happened.
Once again, happy birthday! May all your wishes come true! ❤️
OMG AAAAAHHHHHH THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!! you didn't have to write something for me aaaah but I really appreciate it, it makes me so happy!!!!!!!!! I will put my thoughts about what you wrote in the tags since the post is already quite long 🫡
do you think so?! that makes me feel good T_T I want to make new happy memories with aki on my birthday..... eeeeeee
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theydoctor · 2 years
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Hi Charlie! for the tattoo ask: either a very cool-tender-true doctor who quote OR something funny, something that bring joy to you like a small ghost symbol referring to the showwwww
Oooh, yeah! A doctor who quote would be cool, maybe smth 8 or 12 said :D
And omg i just. like. having a small ghosts tattoo 🥺 i'd love a small tattoo <33 that would be sooo precious!!!
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drama-glob · 1 year
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I felt the need to post pictures of my sweet hairy baby (that I miss so much) being cute. I wish so so so much that I took more pictures. Love you Dibs. ;_; ;_; ;_; <3<3<3
*I love the computer one because it’s hard to tell if he’s helping me or if he’s trying to stop me from typing my fan fiction up.
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chuluoyi · 1 month
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࿐ ࿔ 🕰️ 「 03:12 A.M 」
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tw: pregnancy. just a little something based on ask~ gojo annoys you on daily basis, so now you return the favor and he can't refuse it bc you're his baby mama😋
a part of gojo's love entries
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“satoru— your baby is hungry,” you pouted, poking his cheek repeatedly. “sa-to-ru!!”
it was 3 in the morning, and ideally, you would have been sleeping... only that suddenly you were awoken by rumbles from your growing belly.
yet your husband was still sound asleep without any care in the world, prompting you to poke him until you succeeded in making him hear you out.
satoru begrudgingly cracked his eyes open, still having his face tucked under the blanket and yawning. “ngh, sweets… what is it?”
his sleepy voice was thick, low and raspy. usually you’d swoon and leave a hickey or two on his neck but not now, as the overwhelming hunger made you almost curl.
“baby is craving mochi,” you said, eyes shining up to him ever so innocently. “get it for me, satoruuu.”
“oh?” if he wasn’t awake before, now he was after hearing your nagging tone drawling his name. he faced you and drew you closer. “what do you want again, hmm?”
“ice cream mochi!!”
“oooh that.” satoru scratched his head at the memory of him eating the last of it yesterday. “but we ran out of them, sweetheart… wait till morning, yeah? i’ll go to market to get some.”
“but...”
“can’t baby wait a few more hours, hmm?”
“no! want it— now!”
satoru blinked at your insistence. you looked positively adorable while sulking at him too.
“why mochi all of sudden, huh?” he decided to humor you. “you used to say they taste bland.”
“that’s because of your sperm infecting me,” you sullenly accused. “and don’t pretend you haven’t been feeding me mochi for weeks. baby likes it more than i thought.”
“hey! don’t bash my sperm! they did no wrong and completed the deed splendidly!”
“you’re just a one-time donor, don’t be smug.”
he whined and you huffed, before suddenly your stomach grumbled loudly and you curled up. “mmhm.”
“hey… what’s wrong?” satoru quickly sat up and placed his hand on your baby bump. “really hungry? wait, i’ll get you something to nibble on first.”
he rummaged through his work uniform and found several bite-sized chocolate bars he brought around, and unwrapped the foil. “here.”
you immediately devoured the treat to sate your hunger, but still, your baby longed for more—
“mochi…” you mumbled despondently, your expression turning heartbroken. and one second later satoru realized how much he wanted to squeeze your cheeks, and relented.
“okay, okay, sweets~” he gave your head several comforting pats, making you look up. “i’ll go and get the mochi, yeah? you stay put and wait for me, 'kay?”
“yay.” a little smile bloomed in your face and satoru chuckled, finding you so unbearably endearing.
and so, for you, he ventured out to the closest 24-hour convenience store, picking up some ice cream mochi along with other treats to replenish your stock, before teleporting back home.
he was expecting that you'd still be all sulky while waiting for him, but instead, he found you peacefully asleep, hogging his pillow.
each breath that caused your chest to rise and fall made you appear all the more vulnerable and soft in his eyes.
you looked so irrevocably precious to him. his sweet little wife... in that moment, satoru felt like he was the luckiest man alive, getting to have you as his.
“you naughty girl.” he let out an amused laugh before reclaiming his spot next to you. the hold you had over him— you made him go through the cold night air, and now you were monopolizing his pillow and he had to resume sleeping without one at all.
and yet all he could feel was love. for you and your baby, as he pulled you close to his chest.
“both of you sure love teaming up against me, huh?”
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inkskinned · 5 months
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it is the first snow today. i think we should all have off work, even though it didn't stick. i think there should be 4 national holidays, one for each season. happy first snow, go home and make cookies. for spring it can be the first crocus. for summer the first lightning bug. for autumn, the first golden leaf. go home, kiss your dog, feed your cat (who is absolutely already-fed but somehow still starving.)
i think we should all take more showers together, but i mean that in the soft way. i mean it like taking a nap. two years ago i had 5 adult friends in my queen bed, all of us laying across each other, head over belly over thigh over hand. any time one of us would giggle, it would ripple over each of us, like pulling on a spiderweb. kim actually needed to nap and didn't get to sleep and i am still sorry for it even though this is one of my most precious memories.
i think we should all wash each other's hair, i mean. i walk my dog and i watch someone put up twinkle lights around their front porch. alex and i just moved, and i love the neighborhood. already so many of our new neighbors have stopped by to say hello. the nice lady downstairs also collects plants, like me. she gave us her number on a pink post-it note. i am trying to decide whether to make her cookies or brownies.
i am going through a very hard time. something bad happened this weekend that i do not wish to discuss. it is hanging over me. i think of the green ribbon, and the woman who had her throat cut. it feels like that sometimes, inside of my body. like i am walking and talking despite being half-corpsed. like i am hanging on by a ribbon, standing on some kind of cusp. i keep saying - at least it wasn't worse. we are so lucky it wasn't worse. the idea is river-rock smooth now, all the edges worried off.
in this very dark night - the sun sets by 3 now - people don't need to, but they try anyway. they paint the missing light into things. i have an embarrassing number of missed calls and texts, but i feel the love from them nevertheless - hey. if you need something, i'm here. i will bring you food/puzzles/anything. i got you.
i think we should all have a big group chat where we do errands with strangers. this week i got lost in a home depot, which is wild because i'm a lesbian and we are actually hatched in a lowe's lumber section. there were two other women in the whole store. we ended up shopping together, at first by accident (we all needed things in the same aisle), and then because, well, why not. one of the ladies was taller than me, so she pulled down the screws i needed. i am agile and have the personality of a raccoon, so they sent me after anything below 3 feet. we talked about holiday plans and never learned each other's names, but did learn all the drama about each other's families.
i am making you cupcakes, because i have so much affection i want to pour it into batter. you ask me if i am eating enough per meal. i wrap your gift twice, trying to do it prettily. i get excited to give it to you, just because i hope you'll be excited too.
my parents drive an hour just to see the new apartment and to do the parent thing; standing in the kitchen saying things like "oh you'll get so much use from this dishwasher" and "well, you could paint that" and "when your mother and i moved it was uphill both ways and in a snowstorm and of course your brother was an infant." my mother brought me a plant for housewarming. i always say i love you before she leaves.
i play dnd on tuesdays still, after all these years. we all keep that night free. at one point, between grad school and marriage and all of it, we had to have a serious discussion about how to keep it running. we will keep going, we decided eventually. just to see each other, even if we don't play - you are all important to me. sebastian is not prone to affection but last night he stole my usual sign off - i love you all, be good, he said. he was laughing.
i don't love the winter, actually. i like snow in theory, but i grew up in the north, and am too-familiar with the season of "mud and sludge". i don't like being cold. but i do love something kind of soft and rare: every year around this time, people remember oh yes. you and i are human together. and i have love to spare.
it is the first snow, and something in my heart is finally warm again. i have spent what felt like the last 18 months just going-through-the-motions. it has felt blank and immediate, like i would never actually feel again. that sounds extremely trite and stupid - but that is the boring and familiar experience of depression. life just washes up against your windows, and you watch it happening. you see things that should be lovely and affecting, and it just whispers too-thin. i was desperately uncreative. uninterested in my hobbies. unimpressed by my writing. i told my therapist, often, i don't know how to find hope again.
almost sheepishly, something strange and lovely is burning in my chest. i keep not-looking at it, worried it will scamper back into the shadows again. it is skittish and wild, but it is so warm i want to sink my hands into its fur and feel it breathing. i love-hate it: if it's real, it can hurt me when it leaves again. but i am icarus-born, sun-lover and poet: i can't help myself. despite my best intentions, i am falling in love with life again.
i am planning to make cookies for my friends. alex and i are going to go christmas tree shopping. we picked out matching dish towels last night, and they have little mushrooms on them.
i love you. it does come back. yes, even after a long time. even for you. i promise. keep trying. you will wake up and it will be a day you can smile about.
write me when you get there. we will take the day off of work, and i will wash your hair, and we will both be laughing.
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