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Husband!Sakamaki Headcanons

Shu:
• Shu enjoys watching you fold your clothes and inhaling the scent of it when you’re not looking. It helps him relax.
• Some shared evenings include him playing a lovely piece on the violin for you.
• In public, Shu doesn’t mind holding your hand. He wants to make sure you’re at his side in crowded places.
• He tends to spill his thoughts to you whenever you ask him what’s wrong. You’re his ear to lend.
• He has developed a strange habit of patting your head affectionately at random times.
• “For a troublesome woman, you are good at entertaining me.”

Reiji:
• Still scolds you at times, BUT he’s learned to take it down a notch.
• Refuses to let you do any housework. He always reminds you that his familiars or the servants can do it.
• Reiji likes to send you to the local nail salon every two weeks. Beauty is essential for a proper lover of his.
• Or if he’s feeling pretty generous, he will give you a manicure and pedicure himself. (He’s so good at it too!)
• Reiji will often send a familiar after you whenever you’re out and about, much to your chagrin.
“Don’t be ridiculous, it’s only so that I can keep an eye on you. I won’t let you out of my sight from now on.“

Ayato:
• Ore-sama’s favorite dates with you include watching basketball games. From high school to the professional ones, he’s always ecstatic!
• Praising him for being/doing the best will always cheer him up after a bad day.
• Ayato tends to glare quickly at others who give you a lingering look in public. He doesn’t like it at all, and will pull you closer as a result.
• This boy will do anything to make you proud of him. He wants to give you the best quality of life.
• Ayato likes to wrap his arms around your shoulders and pull you tightly to his body in private times. It’s his way of confirming his presence to you.
• "Chichinashi, say that you will stay with Ore-sama. You have no right to say otherwise.”

Kanato:
• Kanato doesn’t like outdoor dates that much unless you both visit tea shops or cafes. It helps persuade him out of the mansion.
• He often wants to help choose your outfits for the day; it’s become an obsessive hobby of his.
• On rare occasions, he likes to give you sweets when you’ve been a good doll to him.
• His tantrums have lessened around you, but that doesn’t mean he’ll hold his temper for long.
• Moonlight walks with you surprisingly cause him to open up more about himself. He’s at his calmest too.
• “The moon is lovely like you tonight. Don’t you agree, Teddy?”

Laito:
• OOH BOY, if you thought Laito’s sex drive was already high, you were wrong. He holds nothing back when it comes to you.
• When you two are not getting it on, Laito likes to take you to see musicals or concerts. It’s his usual idea for date night.
• He’s had to tone down his flirtatious antics for others around you, and the two of you have had multiple fights over it in your marriage.
• Nonetheless, he makes up for it by giving you his full attention and with a few kisses.
• He despises seeing you without your wedding ring on your finger, and often urges you to wear it when in public. (But this is just your way of seeking revenge when he’s flirting with others.)
• “Bitch-chan, where is your wedding ring? Did you lose it? I can’t let you go out without it on your finger. You are mine, remember?”

Subaru:
• Poor Subaru still can’t grasp the fact that you chose to marry him. He always needs tons of assurance from you.
• He knows you can’t sleep in a coffin with him, so he’s learned to compromise and share a bed with you instead.
• You tend to yell back at him during his explosions, so he’s learning slowly to choose which battles to fight in or give up on.
• On rough days with him, Subaru leaves a white rose on your nightstand as his way of saying, “I still care for you.”
• He gets flustered with PDA, but that won’t stop him from having you stick to him when Kou’s around.
• “Oi…just ignore that guy and focus on me. I’m your husband, right? Tch…just stay with me…”

Kino:
• Kino is always telling you about the latest game he downloaded on his smartphone. It’s cute to watch him get excited for it.
• You two often visit cons or seminars together for a few days as vacation before heading back home.
• When you’re sitting alone with your back against nothing, he’ll sneak over and sit beside you with his back against yours. A comfortable silence is then exchanged between the two of you.
• Though he has a nasty sadistic side like his brothers, he also has an awful love for teasing you nonstop. It can be annoying sometimes.
• Kino is persistent in wanting to change you into a vampire like him. He never explains why until he grows fearful of how fragile a human’s life is.
• “It’s for my benefit that you become mine for an eternity. What? Selfish? That’s not true, you get to have some benefits from it too!”

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Start Over ➸ Raphael Santiago

yo yo yo bitches, i’m back. been a while, i know *holds hands up to stop non-existent applause here this Raph imagine bc let’s be real, david castro is sexy as hell so…..

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“Y/N?” Raphael’s voice made you turn around, from your examination of the priceless artifacts. You were ready to go off at the douchebag of a vampire, but when you turned to face the leader of the Brooklyn Vampire Clan, however, you gasped.

“Raphael!” He was a wreck, stumbling into his living room with his face half covered in blood that dripped from a cut above his forehead. He collapsed into your arms when you reached him, practically dragging him to the golden couch. As you set him down, you quickly scanned his body for further injuries.

“Raphael, what happened?”

“Werewolves - rogues - not local -” he chokes out, “I-”

“Hush,” you interrupt the vampire and began to wipe the blood away from his face.

“I-I need to go back,” he groans, wincing as he attempts to stand. “Simon.”

“No!” You snap, pushing him back to the couch. “You are in no condition to go anywhere! You can’t even stand!”

“I beg you,” he pleads, “Y/N, I have to, please.”

You pause for a moment, weighing the pros and cons before making a split second decision. “Take what you need,” you breathe, tilting your head so that he can access your neck.

“What?” Raphael’s eyes almost pop out of his head.

“You need my strength,” you explained, moving your hair to expose your neck even more. “You’ll gain it back faster if you drink blood from a live host. Take what you need.” Raphael moans at the smell of your angel blood and leans closer, giving in. You close your eyes when his lips land on your jaw.

“Oh, sweet, sweet, Y/N,” he groans, licking the spot behind your ear before leaving a deep purple hickey. “You smell so sweet, my dear, Y/N.” You can’t help but moan at Raphael’s words. Though he was about to suck your blood, the words coming from his mouth sounded so sensual. He drags his lips back to the area where your skin covers your jugular vein. Raphael takes a deep breath, attempting to restrain himself from plunging his fangs into your neck and draining your body of blood. He just needed some of your strength, not all of it.

“Are you sure, Y/N?” Raphael murmurs to your skin, just above the spot he was planning to bite.

“Yes,” you breathe. And then Raphael is kitten licking the place he means to bite you. You can’t stop the moans and whimpers that you let out as Raphael continues his gentle assault on your skin, leaving hickeys that you knew would last for days.

“So honorable for a shadowhunter, “Raphael murmurs, his tongue massaging your sweet spot. “So ready, so willing to give up your blood for a vampire you barely know.”

“I know you quite well, Raphael Santiago,” you whimper when Raphael sucks another hickey into your collar bone. “Take my blood, vampire. You need it more that I.” Raphael pulls back from your neck to look in your eyes. “Raph…” you began, before the vampire shut you up with a tender kiss.

You whimpered at the gentle desperation behind the kiss. You couldn’t believe this was happening. You were kissing Raphael Santiago, leader of the Brooklyn Vampire Clan. You wanted him to take your blood to replenish his strength. Raphael’s lips quickly became urgent, needy, and then he was pulling away. You whined at the loss of his lips. Raphael’s mouth landed on your neck, sucking, nipping, licking. Raphael could feel his fangs slide out over his bottom lip and he knew he couldn’t control himself for much longer.

“Try not to leave too much of a mark, huh, Santiago?” Your tease turns into a cry when he sank his fangs into your smooth flesh. The two of you moan in sync, the act so sensual that you can’t help it. In a blink of an eye, Raphael’s body is hovering above yours, and he’s letting your blood flood his mouth. He growls, the taste, the smell, the warmth of the angel blood overtakes his senses.


Raphael is now straddling you and unable to to control himself, as he was becoming drunk on your blood. The pain of his bite quickly turning to euphoria, as you grab at the rough material of the couch. Raphael grabs your hands and and pins them above your head. He can feel the strength steadily returning to his body.

“Raph, Raphael, please, oh god,” you’re wriggling underneath Raphael, struggling to free your hands, if only to run them through his hair. Raphael retracts his fangs from your neck and pulls away.


“Oh, so sweet, my love,” Raphael husks, licking the blood that dripped down his lips and chin. In an a moment of confidence, you lean forward and run your tongue along his jaw, catching a dribble of blood running down his chin. Raphael runs his own red tongue along your lips, and kissing you again.

You were crying out, mewling against his hair. He was a vampire for God’s sake, he was sucking your blood, and all you want was for him to-

Your breath sped up, and your heart as well. Your accelerated heart rate only made your blood flow faster into Raphael’s mouth and he could feel the strength rapidly returning to his body. You whined and moaned, grinding up into Raphael’s hips.

Your body began to feel limp. Raphael took so much blood. The world was beginning to spin, your vision becoming blurry.

“Raph,” you whisper, falling to the side, “Raph, stop, you can’t. You can’t. Raphael. Raph.”

Raphael was so caught up in drinking from your blood that he wasn’t listening to anything but your moans and whimpers. You bite your lip, high on euphoria, but needing him to stop before he drains you. Your hands manage to escape Raphael’s grip but he just takes hold of your head to keep you in place. Your fist thumps weakly against Raphael’s chest. “Raph…” you trailed off as your world began to dim. “Raph… stop.” Raphael payed no heed to your pleas. Perhaps he didn’t hear you. “Raphael…”

With that, your world went dark.

~~~

Raphael noticed something was off as soon as you fell quiet and your body went limp. Without a second thought, Raphael slides his fangs back into his mouth and he releases your neck from his mouth.

“Y/N, amor, my love…” Raphael trails off when he sees your body lying limp on the golden couch, blood running down your neck. “No!” he gasps. “No, no, no, no, no, please, Y/N. Please, no.” Raphael picks your body up in his arms, cradling you close to his chest. He ignores the blood dribbling from his chin onto your face, only focused on what he’d done. He almost drained you body of blood, and now you’re passed out in his arms because he lost control. Damn him and damn his hunger.

“No, no, please, I didn’t mean to,” he whispered, cradling your body to his chest. He knew he had to take you the Institute. As much as he despised the other Shadowhunters, and as much as he knew that they might just stake him through the heart, he knew that they were the only ones that could help you.

~~~

Alarms started going off as soon as Raphael stepped onto the Institute grounds. It hadn’t been 5 seconds before Alec Lightwood had an arrow pointed at Raphael’s face.

“Help her,” Raphael husks, before Alec can get a word out. Raphael is cradling you in his arms, not even caring that your blood is dripping onto his jacket. Alec’s face twists in anger when he sees your limp form. By this time, Simon had returned, unharmed to the hotel, but Raphael’s only care was you, the unconscious girl in his arms.

“What have you done?” Alec whispers in horror, reaching for you in Raphael’s arms. Raphael tightens his grip on you and backs away slightly, causing Alec to glare at him. “WHAT. HAVE. YOU. DONE?!” Alec roars, damn near releasing the arrow from his bow straight through Raphael’s throat.

Raphael would have smirked at Alec’s frustration had he not been worried for your safety. “I-I didn’t mean to,” Raphael rasps, tone pleading for the oldest Lightwood to believe him. “Please, just help her.” His breath hitches as he realizes the full extent of what he’s done when his ears hone in on your heart beat and he hears how slow it is. And that’s when he knew, that he could never forgive himself.

~~~

“I’m so sorry, I never meant for this to happen.”

“You hurt her. You drank her blood. How could you do something like that?”

“I swear, I didn’t mean to. I, I couldn’t control myself.”

“Then learn to! You’re always telling me I need to be able to control my bloodlust, and you can’t do the same! And now Y/N is hurt and in pain because you almost drained her!”

“I’m sorry!”

“You should be.”

~~~

You awoke, blinking slowly as your eyes adjusted to the dim light. You closed your eyes again for a moment before letting yourself open them again. The first thing you notice is that you’re in the infirmary. The second thing is that Raphael was at your side. He’s sleeping beside you, with your hand grasped tightly in his own. Raphael looks so peaceful, a nice change from his usual cold expression. His face is relaxed, lips parted, and his eyes moved underneath his eyelids every so often. You watched Raphael in his slumber for what seemed like forever.

Slowly, Raphael’s eyes flickered open and focused on you. As soon as he comprehends that you’re awake, his face breaks out into a silly smile. The mischievous glimmer that was usually in his eyes was replaced by relief.

“Y/N.” Raphael stands and hovers over you. The hand that is not holding yours cups your face with such tenderness that you didn’t think that the heartless (literally) vampire was capable of. “How do you feel, mi amor?”

You croak out an answer, and before you can blink, Raphael is gone and back with a glass of water. He takes your hand again and puts the glass of water in your other hand. After the cold water washes the parchment-like feel from your throat, you answer Raphael’s question.

“I’m alright,” you say softly. “My neck is a little sore-”  

“That would be my fault.”

“-how long was I out?”

Raphael scratches the back of his neck nervously. “3 days?” he says in a questioning tone. You’re eyes almost pop out of your head.

“3 da-” you fall back onto your pillow and place you free hand over your eyes. “Fuck.” Raph grins at your reaction, almost forgetting his guilt. Almost. You notice his troubled expression as he drops his eyes down to your intertwined hands. “Raph?” you say in a quiet voice, tilting his face upwards with a hand. He doesn’t meet your gaze. “It’s not your fault, you know. It’s hard for Downworlders to-”


“Resist angel blood, I know,” Raphael sighs as he squeezes your hand, before letting it drop to the mattress of the infirmary bed and stood up, facing away from you. He runs his hands through his hair, with was all tousled up from the amount of times he had already done that.  “But this was something else entirely. This-this was what I tell Simon he can’t do. I-I lost control of my bloodlust. I can’t afford that to happen. I’m the leader of the Brooklyn Vampire Clan for Christ’s sake!” Raphael winced when he said and you couldn’t help but let the corner of your mouth tilt upwards. Raphael glares at you playful as you snort out a laugh. “You think my pain is funny do you?” he growls.

“‘Lil bit,” you shrugged, amused. “But seriously, it’s not your fault, Raph. It’s in your nature, don’t blame yourself.” When Raphael’s expression turned to one of disbelief, you immediately regretted your words. “Raphael, that’s not what I-”

“Meant?” Raphael’s face contorted in anger, “Right. Because I’m just another Downworlder. Because it’s in my nature.”

“Raph, please, I-”

“Save it, Y/N,” Raphael sneers and puts a hand up to stop you from continuing, “Just, forget about it. Why don’t you just rest up and get back to hunting Downworlders. After all, it’s in your nature, isn’t it?”

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3 months later

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You shrugged your black leather jacket off your shoulders and threw it onto the chair in the corner of your room. As you peeled off your black tank top, balled it up, and threw it into the laundry basket (making a perfect shot might I add), you caught a glimpse of yourself in the full length mirror by your wardrobe (Izzy idea, not yours). You sighed as you noticed the deep purple bags underneath your eyes. You can’t help but laugh out loud when you catch sight of the two fang shaped scars on your throat. That’s all you have to remember him by. A scar and absolutely no sleep. Well done, Y/N, well done. You didn’t bother to put on a shirt as you changed from your tight skinny jeans into a pair of leggings.

Tonight’s mission was worse than others. You kept seeing glimpses of Raphael while at Pandemonium. At first you passed it off as hallucinations, after all, you hadn’t been get much sleep for the past 3 months. And then you saw him, a human girl in his lap, and he was whispering into her ear, fangs flashing every so often. Enough was enough, you left the club immediately after you part in the mission was up, pausing only giving Magnus Bane a message to give to Alec. And then you headed straight back to the Institute.

You collapsed onto your bed as memories - happy memories - of Raphael flew around your head. No tears fell, you were numb at this point. Numb with pain. There was nothing left for you to do anymore except for wait for you to get over him. Wait for it to go away. Wait until you stopped seeing Raph’s disbelieving and hurt face every time you close your eyes. You began to drift off into a sort of waking dreams, half-sleep, that had taken over in the stead of sleep since Raphael left.

“Y/N! There’s something outside you need to see. Get the fuck up, Y/N! You have to see this.” Alec showed you no mercy as he grabbed your arm and dragged you out of bed. It wasn’t weird for any of the Shadowhunters at the Brooklyn Institute to see each other like this, they were practically family. So if anyone had a problem with Alec dragging you through the halls, half asleep, in just leggings and a sports bra, no one said anything. Alec pulled you along until you reached the main entrance to the Institute, opened the door and shoved you out in front of him.

“What the actual fuck, Alec?” you yawned and rubbed your eyes, irritated that Alec had woken you from what had seemed was about to be the only real good night’s sleep you’d have gotten for about 3 months and maybe the only one you would get for the next 6. The slam of the Institute’s door brought you to your senses that Alec had locked you out. And without your stele, you couldn’t get in unless someone let you in. “Fucking hell Alexander.”

The sound of someone clearing their throat caused you to turn away from the door to the marble stairs, pale pink rose petals littering the steps, all the way down to the bottom. And that is where Raphael stood, in his leather jacket, face pale as ever, and a bouquet of flowers in his hand. Your mouth dropped open and you covered it with your hand.

A small, sheepish smile spread of Raphael’s face at your reaction. As you slowly descended the marble stairs “So I was thinking…” he began. “Maybe we could start over?” As you finally reached him, he held out the bouquet of flowers. You take them from his hand and gently place them on the steps. Your noses are almost touching as Raphael whispers, “Raphael Santiago.”

You laugh through tears as you say, “Y/N Y/L/N, a pleasure.” Raphael takes your hand and brings it up to his mouth, cold lips ghosting over the back of your hand as he replies, “I assure you, Ms. Y/L/N, the pleasure is all mine.”

  • Kou: why does Shu sleep so much?
  • Azusa: maybe it's his....beauty sleep?
  • Yuma: snorts
  • Yuma: that neet has been sleeping for centuries and he's still super ugly
  • Ruki: yes that is correct his ugliness ratings are off the charts
  • Yuma: so it ain't beauty sleep
imagine #3

u nd shin are cuddling and hes in his wolf form for whatever reason

you say something to him,,,,, but only a bork is replied………

you keep trying to talk to him but no words….. only borks…..

he doesn’t even return to his human form and you wonder

was shin just your imagination??????? Were u hallucinating talking to a guy when in reality u were talking to a huge wolf?????

anonymous asked:

How would Sakamaki boys beal with s/o who has OCD.

I googled some info about OCD but I’m still not sure if that’s how it looks like, though, I hope it’s not that bad! ^^”

♛ Ayato ♛

This guy has no mercy. He will laugh at you a lot every single time you stand up to fix curtains, pics on the wall or anything. No help from him. He will on purpose set things incorrectly to make you run around and fix it over and over. No talking to him will do. He’s childish and silly. Won’t help you at all.

♟ Kanato ♟

At first he just observes you, trying to understand what’s your purpose. He doesn’t understand it at all and so he’ll try to restrain you from your strange acts. If you don’t listen to him as he tells you to stop, he’ll force it upon you. He can even seriously hurt you so that you cannot move since it really annoys him as you do all the weird things. 

♞ Laito ♞

He doesn’t care about it too much. Sometimes - just like Ayato - he will enjoy teasing you with the things, but other than that, he won’t like you to act weirdly when he’s busy with you. He won’t try to talk to you about it since he understands the disorder very well. He just doesn’t care about your reactions and - if it’s necessary - he will, like Kanato this time, hurt you or force you to stop acting weirdly.

♝ Reiji ♝

He probably has OCD himself, but he keeps his composure well enough to not show it. You’re pretty rigorous and he likes as you try to make everything look perfect. At some point though, he notices the problem and - in his eyes - the best cure will be to teach you how you should behave. If you try to suddenly get up during a dinner and fix something you see, his glare will be strong enough to force you back down. And every time you do it anyway, you’ll be painfully punished.

♚ Shu ♚

At first, he finds it kind of funny. Looking at you feeling the overhelming urge to wash your hands every minute or setting properly every single thing you have is just funny. But it quickly starts to annoy him as hell, since it may disturb his sleep. If you do it when he’s not anywhere around, he won’t care much. But if you suddenly want to get up and fix the damn curtains as you’re cuddling, he’ll just force you back down. 

♜ Subaru ♜

At first it annoys the hell out of him. He will yell at you to stop doing the things and punch walls (no one’s surprised) in hope that you’d be too scared to do. It’d take some time for him to realize you actually have a problem and, even if it still annoys him, he’ll try to ignore/tolerate it. He will most likely tell you to get some treatment, but if he gets used to it, he won’t care much whether you do so or not.

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If Carla was your boyfriend - pt.1(?)

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“Jungle Cruise” Marc Davis

This fantastic concept for the entrance to Jungle Cruise by Disney Legend Marc Davis wonderfully sets the stage for one of Disney’s most classic theme park attractions. Inspired by The African Queen and a True-Life Adventure documentary, Jungle Cruise takes guests down various rivers of the world via steamer boats, past wildlife, exotic flora, and, of course, the “Backside of Water.” Whether it’s the cringeworthy skippers with unlimited puns, or the atmosphere of intrigue and adventure, this opening-day attraction continues to delight guests to this day.

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Ayato Sakamaki x Reader | Thanks for Dinner

Originally posted by theyukarishion

You walked inside the mansion with bags of groceries on both of your hands as your feet were killing you. You managed to arrive in the kitchen as you plopped the bags on the counter which made a loud noise but the brothers were still at school so you were all alone.

You were grateful for that.

You leaned against the counter as you were taking a breather from all the walking that you did today. You sighed as you knew that you had to prepare dinner so you sucked it up and turned around to start cooking for the boys.

You started up cutting the vegetables and putting them on a pan; boiling them while you put the meat on another pan, cooking it. You were so into cooking the meals that a certain red head was watching you from behind as he was seated on a chair, going back and forth with a smirk on his face.

You wiped the sweat out of your forehead as the heat was getting to you. You started to assign every plate for the brothers to their liking. It’ll be a pain if you’d did it wrong like the previous time which ended up not that great.

Once you were done, you smiled to yourself as you looked up at the clock to see that it was almost time for them to arrive so you decided to rest up a bit as you leaned against the counter once again with tiredness filling up your whole body.

“You do work fast.”

You suddenly jumped up as you heard that voice that you knew so well. You looked up to see Ayato rocking on a chair in front of you.

“Ayato! How-what-how long have you been there?”

“Nevermind about that.” He stood up from the chair and made him way towards you which made you nervous.

Ever since you came to this mansion, him aside from Reiji; always made you uneasy. You didn’t know why but you couldn’t help but be so nervous around him.

You kept quiet as you noticed him looking at the dinner plates especially his. You gulped as you hoped that you did it right this time.

“I-um-presume that everyone arrived already?”

Ayato kept his eyes on the food, not paying any attention to you as he suddenly grabbed a piece of the meat and ate it happily.

You couldn’t help but giggle at how cute he looked but you stopped yourself as you cleared your throat and started to clean the dishes. You quickly washed them, not wanting to be in the same room as Ayato any longer. Once you were done, you dried your hands with a towel and you were about to walk up to your room until you felt a hand gripping on your hand. You turned to see Ayato looking at you.

“Yes Ayato?” You managed to say but it was cut off as he pecked your cheek.

“T-thank you for dinner.” He softly says as he looks away.

You looked at him in shock for a moment before looking away, blushing.

“No problem. J-just doing my job. Excuse me!” You said before running off, leaving Ayato by himself.

Ayato watched you run off with a smile on his face. You were so cute to him. He didn’t know why he found you fascinating and interesting. You were nothing a cute, shy little girl. Yet, he did like you.

And he was going to make you his one day.

“Sleeping Beauty Castle Walkthrough” Eyvind Earle, 1957

Two years after Disneyland opened its gates to the world, a walkthrough exhibit through Sleeping Beauty’s Castle debuted in Fantasyland. Guests could wander through the story of Princess Aurora as they viewed elaborate dioramas, all designed in the style of iconic artist, Eyvind Earle. Earle had previously served as production designer on the Disney animated feature, and provided pieces like the one seen here as concept work for the walkthrough. The walkthrough was restyled in 1977, was shut down in 2001, and was reopened and restored to it’s Earle-glory in 2006.

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He would see tears running down her face

it broke his heart

he never wanted her to cry 

imagine #2

one day u an d yuma are in the garden picking tomatoes, suddenlt he leans in closer in ur direction.

“y-yuma-kun… what are you…??” you say while blushing as he comes closer to u

then, he leans over ur shoulders and grabs a tomato behind u

“tomato-chan… you’re so beautiful….”

“Indiana Jones Adventure: Temple of the Forbidden Eye” Chuck Ballew 1995

Upon its 1995 Disneyland debut, Indiana Jones Adventure changed the ride system playing field, and revolutionized modern-day imagineering. Utilizing enhanced motion vehicles, guests board military-grade jeeps and venture into a mysterious jungle temple protected by a supernatural power. Along the way, visitors are ambushed by bugs, fires, curses, unsteady terrain and, of course, snakes! Thankfully, after an escape from a rolling boulder, they’re guided out by none other than Dr. Indiana Jones himself. This multi-million dollar attraction is packed with huge special effects, lush sets, animatronics and incredible wizardry. This piece by Chuck Ballew shows an EMV in the climactic boulder scene of the attraction.

Art ©️Disney