getting sick what is this

I’m feeling really down lately. Like I’m super happy doing the Dgraycember challenge, but everything’s sinking. So, yeah. I’m going to sleep a little and will see what happens.
I tag @oyakorodesu @badlydrawndgmeverything @velocesmells @badlydrawntykimikk @badlydrawnartofkanda @the49thname @the14ths-song @candy-crackpot @norowareshimono and everyone who wants to do it.

Mun out.

Concept: you know how most media depicts Tolkien-style elves as being super jaded by immortality?

What if it was the opposite?

Like, you have stories where a sad thing happens and an elf cries for a hundred years, or where courtships last for decades, or what have you. Let’s run with that: part of the whole immortality deal is that elves’ emotional responses don’t attenuate as readily as humans’ do.

New relationship? The “heady infatuation” stage lasts for years, not months.

Heard an awesome song? Hearing it for the hundredth time is just as moving as hearing it for the very first.

Favourite food? Eat it for every meal and never get sick of it.

Basically, what I’m saying is imagine elves being really, really annoying because they respond emotionally to everything like they’re experiencing it for the very first time, even when you know they’ve seen it a thousand times before.

what if we just stole NO cars and took the bus

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATSUKI YUURI!!!

~ November 29, 2017 ~

YOI Future!Verse ABO AU Style - feat. Yuuri with Phichit & Arisa

For Best Boy’s birthday, attempting to do a countdown-like thing with Yuuri being happy with his family <3 Let’s see how many I can do orz

Other posts in this set:

Yuuri with Victor & Yasha 🎉 Yuuri with Yurio & Shura 🎉

Yuuri with Minami & Yuuji 🎉 Yuuri with Chris & Noé 🎉

Yuuri with Otabek & Saya 🎉

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IF YOU ARE NEW TO THIS AU: It’s a Yuri!!! on Ice AU, Yuuri-centric with end-game polyamory in an ABO setting, Yuuri gets married to six mates and they have OC kids.

BASICS and timeline of this AU

OTHER POSTS (comics + illustrations) in the Future!Verse ABO section of my YOI Masterpost.

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Please keep ship bashing out of the comments/tags. Don’t like, just skip <3 Thank you.

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PLEASE DO NOT REPOST, EDIT, TRANSLATE, OR OTHERWISE USE MY ART. More detailed rules available on my Rules & FAQ Post.

this blog is, has been, and always will be a place for danny pink love and appreciation <3

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Sick Healer AU!

telepathic: *reads hopper’s mind* 

hopper: did eleven eat today? how long did she sleep? is she safe? is she warm? is she wearing a jacket? it’s cold outside, so is she warm enough? did she like the jacket i got her? are people being nice to her? is she being bullied? is she okay? did that wheeler kid kiss her again? do i talk to him? do i talk to her? is eleven happy with me? what if she gets sick? does she get sick? what kind of medicine-

telepathic: what the fuck

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i drew this thinking i could play with expressions.. only to realise.. no.. not really.. and then i got really disappointed with myself and started doubting how i draw Rhys and well.. how i draw.. -side eyes- 

Tim Lawrence and Rhys©Borderlands
-disappointeeeeeed- ©me

anonymous asked:

Imagine Steve will 100% do something if Bucky says he shouldn't/won't/can't... and the team tries to see the craziest thing they can get Steve to do.

“No you won’t.”  Bucky pinched his eyebrows together for the most disbelieving expression as he could muster.

Steve scowled and stood, marching off to his suite.  

“Holy shit.  What just happened?  We’ve been trying to get Steve to get some rest for days.”  Clint was glad that he wasn’t the only one looking mildly shocked.  

Bucky shrugged.  “He’s a competitive asshole.  There’s no faster way to get him to do something than to tell him he can’t or won’t.”

Natasha made an interested sound, but said nothing.  

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In the morning, Clint arrived at the communal kitchen to see Steve making pancakes, Natasha sat at the table in pjs with a steaming mug of coffee.

“Uh.”

“Steve’s pretty sure he knows his way around breakfast, but I guess we’ll have to see.” She smiled sweetly.  

The pancakes were blueberry chocolate chip.  And delicious.  

“Guess you were right, Steve.”  Natasha said not at all begrudgingly and light-as-air.

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It seemed unfair how many times Clint was in the medical bay.  But it was worth it, when he saw Steve sitting there, holding a compress to his side, Sam calmly (smugly) reading a book beside him.  

“What-“

“-Don’t give him any more ammunition than he already thinks he has, Barton,” Steve started, “I’m more than willing to see a doctor if I need to. Especially,” he glared at Sam, “because I know it sets a good example for my team.”

Sam held up a placating hand.  “My bad, man.  Guess I had some confirmation bias going on there.”

Clint sat down in the empty seat next to Sam and wondered whether he’d been hit in the head harder than he’d originally thought.

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“I’m just saying.  I get the feeling that maybe you can’t.” Rhodey smiled.  

Steve squared his jaw and stepped decisively in line for the Cyclone.

It wasn’t until after, laughing and dizzy and leaning on each other for support that Steve studied Rhodey and said: “I know what you’re all doing, you know.  I just can’t help it.”

Rhodey shook his head, smiling.  “Yeah. I know.  Bet you can’t eat more fried oreos than I can.”

Steve laughed, and led the way.