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hehe i drew @auphelia oc celeste!! i hope you like the surprise bestie 👉🏻👈🏻
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Aaa mootie! I'm sorry it took me a while! This is entirely self indulgent, hope you don't mind :)
39. A tentative kiss
kiss roulette
"The rain is letting up. We should be able to head back to the city soon."
You gave a soft hum in response. Disappointment bubbled in your chest at his words; you'd found endless enjoyment in this moment shared with Dainsleif, all but forgetting about the rest of your worries.
The soft pitter-patter of the rain, accompanied by Dainsleif's steady breathing at your side soothed you more than you could confess. Moments like this were rare - the bustle of your daily life didn't allow for any peace - thus you wanted to savor it for as long as you could. Besides, when was the last time you had gotten to be with Dainsleif uninterrupted?
You looked through the gaps between the trees above your head, and saw the sky painted light grey. Water droplets fell on your skin, though they mattered little. The woods provided you with decent shelter and you had nothing to complain about.
Your eyes fell on Dainsleif. To your surprise, he had been gazing at you all along.
"Are you cold?" He asked. Dainsleif tentatively reached out to caress your face whilst you stared, mesmerized.
The feeling that you had known him in another lifetime followed you even now; it was easy to imagine a different version of yourself admiring his visage, smiling at the mere thought of him. Was it just your imagination, that hopeless romantic inside you?
"You're freezing."
You blinked, pulled out of your thoughts. "Oh. I didn't even notice..."
Dainsleif pursed his lips before making a move to remove his cape, to which you shook your head.
"What about you?" You asked.
"I'll be alright," he said, "the cold no longer affects my body the way it affects yours."
You chided yourself inwardly for forgetting as Dainsleif removed his cape and draped it around your shoulders. In an instant, you were enveloped in his smoky scent; the cape did very little to warm you but, at the very least, it made you feel as though you were wrapped in Dainsleif's arms - to which nothing could ever compare.
His hands lingered on your shoulders.
"You should have dressed in warmer clothes," Dainsleif murmured, not without fondness in his tone. It was becoming increasingly difficult to hear a word he said when he stood so close, when you could feel his warm breath on your face. "I will brew you some tea once we return. It would be a shame if-"
You interrupted, chuckling softly, "I won't get sick, Dain. There's no need to worry."
The corners of his lips just barely tilted upwards and Dainsleif offered you the tiniest of smiles - even that was enough to fluster you. You fought the urge to avert your gaze shyly.
"It's better to be safe than sorry," said Dainsleif. He turned his head for a moment and your gaze followed. The rain had ceased, leaving dew-laden grass in its wake.
The disappointment inside you that had laid dormant made itself known once more, clouding your joy with bitterness; this moment would end, you would return home side by side and then, come morning, Dainsleif would leave for another journey with naught but a promise to return as soon as he could.
It was easier to accept your fate than to dwell on it.
"Alright," you mumbled, stepping aside. "We should get going."
But then Dainsleif called your name, softly, almost unsurely, and you immediately came to a halt. Your eyes found his - brilliant pools of sea blue that entranced you, willed you to see only him.
"What is it?" You asked curiously, watching as Dainsleif approached you once more, taking your hand in his. He gave no warning before closing his eyes and pressing his lips to yours in a most gentle kiss.
Dainsleif kissed you slowly, savoring the taste of your lips like he would never kiss you again. You had never known that something as simple as this could be so sweet; you pitied those who had never known Dainsleif's tender touch, reveled in the fact that you were the only one who would ever know him like this. Sweeter than all the dandelion wine in the world - Dainsleif was yours.
He broke the kiss and smiled.
"Let's go home."
#stop this was so precious mootie#also this was so good wdym????#the way you write dainsleif is 🤌🏻 chefs kiss#ugh never gonna get over your writing mootie istg#like a warm hug after a long day#anyway i loved this#and im glad you were so self indulgent about it 💖
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kimetsu no yaiba hashira training arc e03 - uzui tengen
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Hi everyone! If anyone is interested I’m opening up commission for selfshipart! In need of some quick cash for minor bills at the moment!
I can do from these anime: Haikyuu, AOT, JJK, Tokyo Revengers, KNB + more
Feel free to share if you guys can! Down below is the breakdown! Feel free to DM with questions!
Black and White Headshot + Shoulders : $25
Colored Headshots + Shoulders: $30
Black and White + Chest Up: $30
Colored + Chest Up : $35
Below are some examples!
Payment: via venmo
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| Angel |
Pairing: Sunday x Reader
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, Selfship Coded, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Reader has asthma, Asthma Attack, Angst, Gender Neutral Reader, No pronouns for reader, He/Him for Sunday, 600 ish words.
A/n: Just a little something I wrote for myself <3
Summary: Sunday wakes up and finds out you’re having an asthma attack.
Tags: @auphelia @suyacho @themovingcastlez @tighnarly
It had been a bad, long morning. Thankfully, Sunday was there to make everything better, or at least try to. He’d woken up to find you upright on the couch, hugging your body as you tried to soothe yourself into a more relaxing state. When your eyes locked onto his slowly approaching form you tried your best attempt at a smile, and opened your mouth to greet him, but instead of words there were fits of coughs.
“Feeling unwell?” He asked, taking a seat beside you.
You nodded and smiled weakly.
He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close to him. “What’s wrong?” He questioned.
You took a deep breath and tapped the center of your chest as you tried to explain, wheezing out your words in between coughs. Quickly you took notice of how Sunday’s eyes went from relaxed to a widened expression.
“Stay there and stop talking.”
You looked at him confused as he moved to grab something from the room. It wasn’t until he came back with your emergency inhaler that the realization hit you. Oh, right.. that. He brought the inhaler to your mouth and waited until you pressed your lips to the opening before pressing down on it and activating the medicine.
“You’re having an asthma attack.” He explained, watching as you held your breath for a few moments before exhaling.
He waited at least ten minutes before he opened up his arms to welcome you onto his lap, looking at you with a concerned expression and a small, yet sad smile. You took a moment to take a few deep breaths before climbing onto his lap, steadying yourself as you did so as to get into the most comfortable position. Once you’d gotten comfy you curled up against his chest, clinging to his pajama top as he started petting your hair. For the first few minutes it was silent except for Sunday’s and your breathing.
“Why didn’t you come get me? I would’ve wanted to help.” He spoke calmly for someone who was admittedly scared by what had just happened.
You thought about your next words carefully. “I didn’t know what was happening an’ didn’t wanna bother you.”
Sunday was not pleased with your answer, no matter how honest and good natured it was. No, in fact it deeply disturbed him. What would you have done if he hadn’t been there to save you? What would he have done if he failed to protect you? Oh god. Sunday didn’t want to even entertain that thought, it upset him far too much. He wasn’t sure he could live with himself had the worst happened.
“You need to be more careful. Something could’ve happened, you could’ve gotten hurt, or worse.” His voice slightly rose as his words trembled from his lips.
Immediately you felt ashamed. You knew how Sunday was and still you insisted on doing it your way. You were so reckless sometimes, so much so that you worried about the responsibility it put on Sunday.
“I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to cause any problems.” You confessed quietly, playing with the fabric of his shirt by pressing it in between the pads of your fingers.
Sunday sighed and gave your body a gentle squeeze. “It’s alright. Just be careful. Please? For me?“
You nuzzled your head against his chest and smiled. “Thank you, Sunday.”
He pulled back his head far enough so that he could get a better look at you. “What’s the sudden praise for?”
You smiled and wrapped your arms around him, giving him a tight hug. “For everything.”
He hummed and stroked your cheek. “You really are something special.”
Regardless of everything, he was truly at home with you. There was no better company than yours.
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all the girls i follow are so pretty i wish u all the best in life
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birbttore and roachella!!!!
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Hello everyone! Our weekly Creator Spotlight includes one creator who has WIPs to sponsor and another creator who is accepting requests. Please check out their works below and give them your support, either by submitting a donation to a fundraiser on their behalf, or by reblogging this post and spreading the word. Thank you to the two creators below for participating!
Beginning this week, we will also spotlight a fundraiser that is critically low on donations, in case you are unsure of who/what to support. Please check it out below!
Finally: if this is your first time hearing about us, please check out our pinned post for more information about what we are doing to help the people of Gaza!
˗ˏˋ SPONSOR A WIP SPOTLIGHT ˎˊ˗
↳ @nyxronomicon / Link to all WIPs
Writes for Jujutsu Kaisen, My Hero Academia, and Honkai Star Rail. A few of the WIPs up for sponsorship:
“Thank you for the venom” - Toji Fushiguro x f!reader
years of cheating and verbal abuse pushes you to murder your rich husband, satoru gojo. finishing a lovely dinner with him slumped over the table, you’re surprised when toji shows up in your dining room to assassinate him, only to find him dead already. He offers to clean up your mess, but not for free.
“Paperwork” - Enji Todoroki x f!reader
you’ve been endeavor’s secretary for years, and even though he’s recently been named number one pro hero after all might’s retirement, it seems his life is falling apart. though you’ve mutually pined for each other over the years, it never went anywhere. that is, until you accidentally mention that enji has always been your number one hero.
˗ˏˋ ACCEPTING REQUESTS SPOTLIGHT ˎˊ˗
↳ @goddessapostle / Rules for requests
Currently taking requests for the following fandoms: Genshin Impact, Obey Me, Soul Eater, Fairy Tail, Bungo Stray Dogs, Princess Tutu, and Jotaro Kujo from Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure!
˗ˏˋ FUNDRAISER SPOTLIGHT ˎˊ˗
↳ Khaled and family ($133 raised of the $15,000 goal)
Khaled and his family have been forced to leave their home in Gaza and are currently living in a tent without electricity, water, or sanitation. They lost their home in the airstrikes and have no savings to fall back onto. Khaled has been accepted into a master’s program in electrical engineering at the University of Laval, and has his study papers in hand from the government of Quebec, but the only thing missing is money to leave Gaza. Khaled has friends waiting to receive him in Canada and help him and his family rebuild from the ground up—he just needs the money to get there. Please consider lending Khaled your support to get his family safely to Canada ❤️
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there’s a free soul inside of me
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hi everyone!!! since the donations for @ficsforgaza have been slowing down, I'm hoping to start a chain for matching donations!
I've donated $5 to khaled's family fundraiser to leave gaza and used it to sponsor @nyxronomicon's hsr fic! if you are in a position to donate, I'm inviting you to match my $5 donation to a fundraiser and writer of your choice!
feel free to spread this post and promote who you've donated to as well! let's see how many funds we can raise together! 🖤❤️🤍💚
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i have 122 wishes for boothill are you guys proud of me? :3
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found a fun little personality test!
i am open tagging as always bc i wanna see everyone’s results!!!!!!
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| Angel |
Pairing: Sunday x Reader
Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, Selfship Coded, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Reader has asthma, Asthma Attack, Angst, Gender Neutral Reader, No pronouns for reader, He/Him for Sunday, 600 ish words.
A/n: Just a little something I wrote for myself <3
Summary: Sunday wakes up and finds out you’re having an asthma attack.
Tags: @auphelia @suyacho @themovingcastlez @tighnarly
It had been a bad, long morning. Thankfully, Sunday was there to make everything better, or at least try to. He’d woken up to find you upright on the couch, hugging your body as you tried to soothe yourself into a more relaxing state. When your eyes locked onto his slowly approaching form you tried your best attempt at a smile, and opened your mouth to greet him, but instead of words there were fits of coughs.
“Feeling unwell?” He asked, taking a seat beside you.
You nodded and smiled weakly.
He wrapped an arm around you and pulled you close to him. “What’s wrong?” He questioned.
You took a deep breath and tapped the center of your chest as you tried to explain, wheezing out your words in between coughs. Quickly you took notice of how Sunday’s eyes went from relaxed to a widened expression.
“Stay there and stop talking.”
You looked at him confused as he moved to grab something from the room. It wasn’t until he came back with your emergency inhaler that the realization hit you. Oh, right.. that. He brought the inhaler to your mouth and waited until you pressed your lips to the opening before pressing down on it and activating the medicine.
“You’re having an asthma attack.” He explained, watching as you held your breath for a few moments before exhaling.
He waited at least ten minutes before he opened up his arms to welcome you onto his lap, looking at you with a concerned expression and a small, yet sad smile. You took a moment to take a few deep breaths before climbing onto his lap, steadying yourself as you did so as to get into the most comfortable position. Once you’d gotten comfy you curled up against his chest, clinging to his pajama top as he started petting your hair. For the first few minutes it was silent except for Sunday’s and your breathing.
“Why didn’t you come get me? I would’ve wanted to help.” He spoke calmly for someone who was admittedly scared by what had just happened.
You thought about your next words carefully. “I didn’t know what was happening an’ didn’t wanna bother you.”
Sunday was not pleased with your answer, no matter how honest and good natured it was. No, in fact it deeply disturbed him. What would you have done if he hadn’t been there to save you? What would he have done if he failed to protect you? Oh god. Sunday didn’t want to even entertain that thought, it upset him far too much. He wasn’t sure he could live with himself had the worst happened.
“You need to be more careful. Something could’ve happened, you could’ve gotten hurt, or worse.” His voice slightly rose as his words trembled from his lips.
Immediately you felt ashamed. You knew how Sunday was and still you insisted on doing it your way. You were so reckless sometimes, so much so that you worried about the responsibility it put on Sunday.
“I’m sorry.. I didn’t mean to cause any problems.” You confessed quietly, playing with the fabric of his shirt by pressing it in between the pads of your fingers.
Sunday sighed and gave your body a gentle squeeze. “It’s alright. Just be careful. Please? For me?“
You nuzzled your head against his chest and smiled. “Thank you, Sunday.”
He pulled back his head far enough so that he could get a better look at you. “What’s the sudden praise for?”
You smiled and wrapped your arms around him, giving him a tight hug. “For everything.”
He hummed and stroked your cheek. “You really are something special.”
Regardless of everything, he was truly at home with you. There was no better company than yours.
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