your favourite ending

jean-descoles-blog  asked:

What is your favourite aot opening/ending theme? Like, "SASAAAAGEYOOO, SASAAAAGEYOOO, SHINZOU WO SASAGEYO" is the epicness, but "SIE SIND DAS ESSEN UND WIR SIEN DIE JÄGER" has its own charm too, you know.

you’ll catch me yelling “OH MEIN FREUND DAS HIER IST EEEEEIN SIEG” every morning at 9:15 am, when I get up

smoke eyes

Your eyes
are the colour of
burnt pages
of a favourite book,
a shade
between smokey grey and
ashen black,
the way I can
read all your lines
in the glint of
this fading light,
and how the mystery
makes me breathless
even though
I know
how it all ends.

© SoulReserve 2017


Shawn hands me the phone when he’s done uploading the picture and I look at the image, the caption underneath it saying, “Us and our son.” 

Pairing: Shawn Mendes x non-gender specific character 
Rating: Explicit
Words: 1451

A/N: So this is the requested full version of the blurb I wrote about getting a dog with Shawn. It’s fluffy. And a little smutty. Thanks to everyone that suggested names for the pup! ^^ My primary goal with this is to make B uncomfortable with the kiddo’s name. 

Shawn reminds me of a child on Christmas morning the second we step into the shelter. We introduce ourselves to the volunteer and his face lights up when the woman leads us into a large room with kennels.

“Here’s your guy,” she says with a bright smile on her face. “ He’s been waiting for you.” She unlocks the door to a smaller kennel and as soon as the door swings open, a black and tan Yorkshire Terrier puppy rushes out to greet her. The energetic creature runs circles around her until she crouches down to scratch his head.

Shawn kneels next to the woman and starts to stroke the puppy’s back. “Oh, look at you! You’re so beautiful, yes you are!” He picks up the Yorkie, kissing it. “I’ve been looking forward to meeting you little guy,” he murmurs to the puppy in his arms. The ball of fur barks, licking at Shawn’s nose.

“Please be careful,” I beg.

“I took an allergy pill, promise I’ll be fine,” Shawn smiles at me, and then his attention is diverted back to the dog.

“Are you sure about the dog being compatible with allergic people?” I ask the animal carer.

She stands up next to me and looks at Shawn and the dog. “It varies from person to person, but Yorkshire Terriers are fairly hypoallergenic and they’ve been known to be compatible with people who have mild allergies. Some other hypoallergenic breeds include Havanese, Poodle,  and Maltese,” she informs with a smile.   

“So we saw on the website that he doesn’t have a name yet?” Shawn asks, his face nuzzled in the Yorkie’s fur.

“No, we haven’t named him yet. Well we have, but none of us could agree on one name so I guess it’s up to you guys.”

When the adoption is finalised, we put the Yorkie in a transport cage in the car, making sure the young puppy is comfortable.

“I’m staying at your place tonight,” Shawn states.

“Do you think that’s a good idea? You know you’d have to pop a pill every few hours right?”

“Can’t I just take several at once?” Shawn questions.

“I’m pretty sure that’s not how it works. But you can stay if you want. I’d want you there.”

“I love you so much. And I love him so much. I can’t wait to cuddle him. We’re gonna become best friends.”

“Fawkes is so unoriginal though.” I move my fingertips through the wet fur, making sure the shampoo has been distributed everywhere.

“But Fawkes is so badass! He saves Harry in Chamber of Secrets!” Shawn squeezes the bone shaped squeaky plastic toy, attempting to pull it out of the puppy’s mouth.

“This little guy cowers at the sound of the doorbell and we can’t even get him into the bath without baiting him with a treat.”

“Fine,” Shawn smiles with an exaggerated eye roll.” There’s another name I’ve been thinking of…” Shawn turns on the shower head, rinsing out the shampoo.

“What kind of name?” I stroke the Yorkie, keeping him calm.

“How about Pick? Short for Pickering? Like home,” Shawn smiles.

“I like that,” I nod. “That’s a really cute name actually. Pick. Also like guitar pick!”

“Interstellar or WALL-E?” Shawn asks, his eyes glued to the TV screen as he reads the description for Interstellar.

“Have you never seen WALL-E?”

“Of course I have, it’s just good enough to watch again. I think we have to watch WALL-E anyway because Interstellar has a PG-13 rating.”

“Shawn, he’s a dog, he doesn’t understand anything.” I scratch at Pick’s head that’s in my lap, his body still in its resting state as he quietly snores.

“I’m not putting my child’s innocence at risk,” Shawn deadpans.

“WALL-E it is,” I smile, endeared. “Have I told you how much I love you?”

“Nope. Have no memory of that,” Shawn shakes his head, smirking. He moves closer to me on the couch, crawling up between my legs.

“Well, I do love you. A lot,” I grin. “Come here you goof.” I reach out to Shawn, and as soon as our lips touch, Pick wakes up and barks.

“Think we woke up the little man,” Shawn laughs.

“He’s such a cockblock. I haven’t gotten any Shawn-time in forever,” I pout.

“Do you think he feels excluded?”

“Maybe,” I ponder. “But sex….” I groan, letting my eyes wander down to a strip of skin above Shawn’s pants.

“We can always close the bedroom door,” Shawn suggests.

“I think he’d just whine and scratch at it until we feel guilty enough to let him in.”

“Okay, that’s true. But I like kissing you, so I’m gonna do it anyway,” Shawn smiles, moving closer and placing his lips against my jaw.

Pick barks again.

“Shawn, look, he’s asleep,” I whisper a while later.

“He’s so adorable! Come on we have to take a selfie with him!” Shawn picks up his phone and aims the front camera at us, and I smile broadly, getting into the frame. “Look at us! We’re the most adorable family ever. I’m gonna put this on Instagram. What should I caption it? Wait, I know!”

Shawn hands me the phone when he’s done uploading the picture and I look at the image, the caption underneath it saying, “Us and our son.”

“You are the cheesiest being on this planet,” I chuckle.

“Fetch, boy!”

I watch as Shawn throws a tennis ball across the living room. Pick chases the ball and holds it between his teeth, playing with the object on the other side of the room.

“I don’t think he gets the game,” I smirk, trying to hold in my laughter.

“We’ve been doing this all morning,” Shawn sighs.

“I’m sure he’ll learn eventually. Maybe try something simpler, like teaching him to sit? Operant conditioning works well on young dogs.”

“That sounds like a good plan. Until then I’m just gonna spoil him with toys and cuddles. And chase him around the house.”  

“Are you sleeping again?”

“Huh? What?” Shawn stirs, opening his eyes. “No, I swear I was awake.” He lifts his head off my shoulder, blinking rapidly.

“Yes you were,” I laugh. “You’ve been taking naps as often as Pick.”

“S’not my fault, the allergy meds make me sleepy.”

“Just like Pick,” I smile, running my fingers through his hair. “Maybe we can go for a walk with him, that would wake the both of you up.”

“Mhm. Where’s my boy?” Shawn looks around the living room, spotting Pick sleeping on a pillow on the floor, front legs tucked under his chin.

I sigh as Shawn places kisses down my neck, his hand pushing up my shirt to feel my skin. His thigh rests between mine, his hips pressing against my body. He starts to move so that I feel him press into my hip; I push my lower body up against his and he groans at the contact.

“I’m so hard,” Shawn breathes.

“Do you like that?” I press against him again, earning a moan. I take a hold of hair at the back of his head, lifting his face to mine so I can kiss his lips.

Shawn’s hip moves in circles, his erection a warm bulge against my thigh. “That feels amazing. Please, don’t ever stop,” he says as I suck at the skin on his neck.

“I like making you feel good,” I mumble against him.

Shawn’s fingertips graze my stomach, traveling downwards and he tugs at my waistband. His fingers slip under the elastic of my boxers and he tugs at the confines, pulling them down my thighs. I kick them off my legs and our bodies bump into one another’s. Hands grab at my hips, shifting me further up the bed. Shawn kisses down my chest to my abdomen where his mouth lingers. His teeth gently drag along my skin, making me shudder. My hips buck up desperately for contact as he kisses me.  

“I want to taste you,” Shawn mumbles against my skin. He kisses the insides of my thighs, licking his way to my pelvis. “I could spend all day between your legs.”

I moan at the words being spoken between my thighs, and shudder when Shawn’s mouth finally finds me. His soft hands hold my hips in place, one of them trailing down to my thigh to lift it up. Suddenly, I feel a weight shift next to me on the bed and I tug at Shawn’s hair, pausing his movements.

“That good, huh? You alright, love?” Shawn looks up at me, smirking.

“No, Pick’s on the bed. Next to me.”

Shawn moves his head up so that he can see Pick, and groans. “Not again.”

anonymous asked:

Hi hello I'm sorry I know you have many things to write but what do you think of Spidey's social media accounts? Does he post a lot, how famous is he, what things does he post, what rumours he started accidentally by an unfortunate tweet, etc?

Social media stuff are my favourite, anon. 

  • The Spidey comics confirm that Peter - as Spider-Man - has an Instagram account because he’s 15yo. And his publicity is shit. Peter confirms that they’re SUPER popular.
  • It’s also been confirmed that people ask heroes for selfies and that Peter says yes. In Spidey he’s often seen in the background taking selfies with people. In TASM, while Peter is screaming at Gwen on the phone, you can hear people losing their shit in the background and wondering if they should go ask the hero for a photo or not. Peter Parker can and will take photos with you. He’s a tourist attraction smh
  • Tourist, casually: “So here’s a photo of me in front of the Statue of Liberty, here’s me in Times Square, here’s me with Spider-Man-”
  • He also ends up with a twitter account. He kept stealing Tony’s phone - because he’s a 15 year old shit - and logging into the billionaire’s twitter account and posting random shit (the tweet: “spider-man is so handsome!!!! and cool!!!! and the best hero in nyc!!!!!!” and the subsequent tweet, minutes later: “No, he’s not.” is reposted on a bunch of sites. Everyone thinks its super cute). So Tony gets fed up and just makes the teenager his own account. He gets him verified and everything.
  • Peter’s account is REALLY popular, not just because he’s a hero (and all heroes have stupidly popular accounts) but because he’s witty and cute and everyone kind of loves him?
  • Yes, his bio is “your friendly neighbourhood wall crawler”, he is proud and not taking that down
  • As I mentioned in this post, Johnny and Peter are Menances online. Johnny live-tweets and snapchats their shenanigans (everything from pranking Ben, to the time they were almost killed by pirate-ninjas, to photos of a masked Peter fast asleep in front of gaming consoles, surrounded by junk food, mid-sleepover). They’re everyone’s favourite goobers. Buzzfeed makes an article about them - “Ten Times Human Torch and Spider-Man Were Our Favourite Super-Friends” - and call them ‘too cute to handle’ at one point.
  • He once got into a twitter argument with Jameson that lasted hours. There were caps and emojis and Peter rickrolled him at one stage. It was performative art
  • Listen, the Daily Bugle has no creditability online. Everyone hates Fox News on here. The Bugle is pretty much the same. Its slanderous garbage get made fun of a lot. There’s a lot of posts with the front pages of the Bugle about the ‘’’’Spider-Menace’’’’’’ and how ‘threatening and dangerous’ he is posted side-by-side with a photo of Spider-Man smooching a puppy. Spider-Man high-fiving kids. Spider-Man helping an old lady across the street. The internet is (mostly) on Peter’s side.
  • That being said there are a lot of posts like, “Is… Spider-Man okay? This is awful and he works so hard and I’m worried about this guy.”
  • Listen, Peter’s tweets do not always make sense. He gets tired. He forgets people need context. He posts things such as, “you win this round, tree” and, “clothes not gender. i’m going to fight Gender for you internet. i’m gonna” and, “why are things so Much” 
  • On a related note: Peter should not be allowed to tweet while concussed.
  • Tony tweets, “Are you okay? Are you concussed? You sound concussed. I’ll be right there. Stay put.” And #IronDad trends for the rest of the day

Fic Recs: You Show Me Yours by endingthemes:(~11k)

When Erik receives nudes in the middle of the night from an unknown number, he’s confused and mildly amused. He doesn’t expect it to turn into an actual conversation…with feelings.

As if that’s not baffling enough, his friend’s brother ends up crashing at his place, further complicating everything.

Comments: Amazing, incredibly sweet, wonderfully written fic, please kudo this to outer space. It’s in Erik’s pov, but you can see Charles pining - both of them pine like the idiots they usually are , and there are misunderstandings and texting sass and all that jazz of a good fluffy rom com. I have reread this at least three times

Honestly The Cat Returns is such an underrated movie. Like I know it’s not as famous, or as critically acclaimed as other Ghibli movies, and it’s pretty light and fluffy, but it’s just so gosh darn fun! And the concept’s weird but it’s so unique and has an old fairy tale/alice in wonderland feel, and of course the best part is there are so many cats!

smurryheartbeatz  asked:

It's my birthday today and I was wonderful if you could do a "dating Leonard snart would include" type list. I'd really appreciate it 😅

A/N: Once again a belated birthday, hope that it was a good day and that you enjoy this.

I’ve never really written like this before - I don’t think I usually call these ‘Would Includes’ but it was quite fun thinking about this so I might try and do some more in future, who knows.

Originally posted by coldsflash

Dating Leonard Snart Would Include:

Gentle teasing. You were a little nervous around him before he asked you out. Initially it had been his charm and confidence that had drawn you to him, and you’d said yes to the first date almost before he’d finished the question. It’s still a running joke between the two of you, one that you don’t mind all that much.

Making way too many cold jokes. You were initially a little annoyed that he’d failed to mention previously his actual job – he’d always danced around the subject with vague half-truths about the whole thing. But, after his new nickname had come about, you couldn’t help but tease him as a little payback.

Him being really protective of you. Not just because he cares about you but also because he knows how harsh the world can be. He wants to shield you from all of that, despite how linked he can be to some of that darkness.

Evenings in for date nights. He places soft kisses on your lips, capturing them with his own right before your favourite parts of films. He holds you close, being much more affectionate in the safety of your own privacy than in public. Or else the two of you cooking together, trying to make your favourite meals – sometimes still ending up ordering takeaway.

Complete loyalty. He’s loyal to a fault, always being there for you when you need it, and vice versa. The two of you may not always see eye-to-eye on morals and things, but you love each other deeply. While you can’t ignore the other’s faults you are always there to look out for the other when the time comes. You trust each other deeply.  

Derek Hale Imagine- Love You Forever


Authors note- So it’s a bit different to my usual imagines, but I hope you enjoy it. You can find the song that inspired me here.

“Turn me” you said, coming face to face with your boyfriend. “No Y/n. I’ve told you before, you don’t want this” he exclaimed. “But I do” you remarked, folding your arms over your chest. “Somethings wrong” he said raising his eyebrows at you. “No” you said laconically, knowing he would hear your heart beat rise. “There is, isn’t there?” he sighed. You nod your head gently and bit your lip to stop it from quivering. He lifted you up and placed you on the kitchen counter top, the place you usually sat when you two were having trouble. “Recently, I’ve been starting to get sick again and my mom got worried and took me to the hospital-” you began. Derek’s heart sank. It brought him back to a similar time a few months back, the Darach had held you in an abandoned building for weeks to try and get to Derek. Unfortunately for you, the building had a high asbestos level and you ended up fighting for your life with asbestos poising. “Well I’ve now been diagnosed with Asbestosis and its why I’ve been so tired lately and why my chest is always in pain" you said, your voice cracked because you were on the brink of tears, you had your whole life ahead of you and it all seemed to come crumbling down. ”So what does that mean? Another operation? Antibiotics? Physio?” he began asking, in a sort of panic. “There’s no cure” you said, as tears began to stain your cheeks. You saw his face deflate, the sadness that clouded his eyes as he walked over and pulled you into a tight embrace. “We’ll get through this” he reassured. “I don’t want to go through this again” you sobbed into his chest. “Babe, I’m here and ill be with you every step of the way. But you’ve got to keep strong” he said, tangling his fingers in your hair. “What if I cant? What am I going to tell the pack? I don’t want them to feel sorry for me, but they’ll know somethings up” you rambled. “Y/n, look at me. Look at me!” he said gently. “We are going to get through this together, without the use of the supernatural. I’m going to be here every step of the way” he continued after you met his eyes. “Promise?” you asked with an involuntarily pout, you held your pinky finger out. “I promise babygirl” he said without hesitation, joining to pinky promise you. It was childish, but it was yours. You loved him and he adored you, you were just glad you had a boyfriend like him to support you through something like this.

Weeks had gone by and things only seemed to get better. The pack didn’t suspect anything, due to Derek teaching you how to hide your chemo signals and the pain was almost non existent especially with Derek removing it any chance he got. The only thing that seemed to be an annoyance was all the check-ups at the doctors and the constant coughs you caught. Derek had stuck to his word, he hadn’t left your side once. For a time you felt like a normal teenager; you moaned about homework, left important essays to the last minute, made plans with Stiles to prevent you all from getting killed, snuck out in the middle of the night to meet your boyfriend and worried about pointless things like your favourite show ending (Because Same). You were even invited to one of the biggest parties of the year, including the rest of the pack. Maybe things were starting to look up for you after all.

“Allison, Scott, Y/n!, come on we’re leaving!” Stiles shouted from downstairs. The two of you were trying to help him after he accidently split his jeans (long story). “One second” Scott shouted, followed by a wince after Allison accidently pricked his skin. “My arm is getting tired, hurry up” you whined, you had to hold him up while Allison sewed his jeans. “Guys come on, we’ll be late if there’s traffic!” Stiles shouted up again, obviously getting restless. “Go and start the engine then” Allison shouted in frustration, finding the task more difficult than it should have been. “What’s taking so long?” Lydia asked as she swung open Scott’s bedroom door. “Forget I asked” she added, slowly backing out of the room. “I’m just sewing his jeans and Y/n is holding him up” Allison let out a giggle after realising how weird it must have looked. “You do know you could of taken the jeans off and then sewed them?” Lydia shook her head. The three of you sighed at the same time and you and Allison stood back up. “That would of been a lot easier” you confirmed with a head nod. Lydia shook her head again and laughed, before gesturing for you all to hurry up. When you all got into the jeep, Stiles was staring at you all in hopes of some sort of apology for keeping him waiting. You all simply ignored it, you ruffled his hair and Scott punched him playfully in the arm. “I’m glad you came Y/n” Stiles smiled at you through the wing mirror. “I always come to parties?” you smiled but with a questioning look. “You never come to parties without Derek” Scott agreed. “Well, sometimes you just got to live it up- any day could be your last” you mumbled the last part. Allison shot a quizzical look from next to you, but brushed it off after you began singing happily to the radio a few seconds later.

You hadn’t been at the party for more than an hour when you started getting chest pain, you tried to convince yourself it was just heartburn from the vodka shots, but you knew different. You stumbled into the bathroom and began doing the breathing exercises your doctor taught you, but they didn’t seem to be working. You reached in your pocket to call Derek but the numbers in your phone became blurred. You felt light headed until you finally passed out and hit your head on the tiled floor. It was no longer than five minutes before Lydia found you and called the others for help. Scott and Stiles carried you into the kitchen as Allison swiped everything off the counter top. They placed you down and began to panic, after all they had no idea what you were actually dealing with. “Call an ambulance and you, call Derek” Allison began to order, as her Argent medical training kicked in. “What should I do?” Lydia asked, desperate to help. “Get a wet cloth and hold it on her head where she’s bleeding” she said quickly. She checked your pulse and her eyes widened. “Scott, Scott she’s not breathing” Allison panicked. “Please hurry she isn’t breathing” Scott repeated as he ended the 911 call. “Y/n wake up” “Y/n hold on, an ambulance will be here soon” “Does anyone no CPR?” “Come on Y/n, wake up!”.

“Hey, hey” the figure spoke softly as you sat up. “Am I at the hospital?” you asked, as your eyes began to adjust to the harsh light. “Yeah, you stopped breathing” he said, not wanting to confuse you by giving you every detail. “Do they know?” you asked. “Scott overheard the doctors debriefing one another, I had to tell them. They had a feeling something was up anyway” he explained, not sure how you would react. “Oh” you simply said. “They’re speaking to Mellissa at the reception, do you want me to bring them in?” he asked, understanding that you needed your friends. “I’m going to die, aren’t I?” you sighed. “No and don’t think like that” he linked his hand with yours to soothe you. You took a deep breath, feeling a tight pain in your chest. You then saw the veins in Derek’s hand turn black as he took your pain away. “I’m scared” you admitted. “I wont let anything happen to you, none of us will. If it came to it we’d do something” he reassured. “I love you” you cupped his cheek with your hand. “I love you too” he reached over and kissed you sweetly on your forehead. It was warming to know that you were the only one to make broody Derek smile and ne the sweet person he really is. “I’m scared that you’ll get tired of having to deal with my medical issue all the time, what if you find someone that’s fit and healthy, that keeps you far away from hospitals all the time? The same ones that I drag you in to every other week” you rambled. “I’m never leaving you, don’t stress baby” he smiled gently. “I hope that’s true” you smiled weakly but genuinely in return.

A While Later

Your health only seemed to be getting better, until it wasn’t. A few weeks after your birthday you got sick again and things took a turn for the worst. You almost died, you would have died. But here you are, alive and well, happily strolling around Beacon Hills at 10am (a habit you gained recently). You heard a twig snap from behind you. You turned around, your eyes glowing gold and a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth. You ran and jumped, and they caught you. “I see someone’s wolf instincts have kicked in” he laughed. You let out a small growl, followed by your familiar laugh. You then pressed your lips to Derek’s and ruffled his hair, before you quickly pinned him to the ground. “Rule number one, never get distracted” you teased, mocking the werewolf training he had been giving you. “Rule number 2, look for their weak spot” he said, kicking you in the back of the leg, causing you to fall on top of him. “Cheat, you knew about that” you said, noticing his smug smirk. You picked yourself up and offered your hand out and Derek took it, bring himself to also stand up. You pulled him down so you could whisper in his ear, “You forgot rule number three, never trust your opponent”  and with that you pulled him back onto the floor. “Looks like you’re going to be good at this” he groaned from the floor. “I know right” you joked, causing him to trip you up so you fell beside him. “Fancy getting something to eat?” he asked, as you also groaned. “Pizza” you smiled. “Pizza it is” he replied. You gave him a quick kiss, before you both rolled over and stood up. He brushed the leaves off your bum as you linked your arm with his. Your life was finally coming back together and you wouldn’t have it any other way. Or with anyone else.

I think I’m a fan of these optimistic endings, it appears. Requests are closed Unfortunately. Until the next time, see you later loves x

Because I did the writers one already and theres also lots of cool fan artists out there. I love that you all make art and put it out there, and visualise the many amazing aus and fic we have. Seeing your fan art on my dash always brightens my day and i feel like no amount of yelling over all of your awesome arts in the tags is ever enough to express the joy i find in it.

These are mainly people i’ve found through check please and its a very incomplete list but here you go, a rec list of some of my favourite fan artists:

@angeryginger makes the most beautiful lineart! You can really tell how much time and effort goes into her art. Her Nursey is The Most Beautiful Thing I’ve Ever Laid Eyes On and the Nursey/Ransom fanart just kills me dead on the spot when it comes across my dash.I really appreciate how detailed and emotional her work looks. go check it out if you haven’t already!

@leopeach  You art style is so cute and I love how you use colours! I’m in love with your Lardo and your Lardo/Ford content is the best thing. The skateboarding comic made me laugh so hard i cried. Im still crying over your bisexual Rosa Diaz picture tbh. top notch wlw content and a super soft and cute style !

@jackzimmermannn your jack is so good. a high fashion jack. the créme de la Jack. I love your Samwell Women’s Volleyball Team art especially. I love the general aesthetic your art has, it looks very free and light. Your Jack portraits are the kind of art I’d hang on my wall. You manage to convey so much feeling, such a Mood™ with very little lines and colours and I admire that a lot


The Cutest Art Style. Your comics make me laugh Too Hard andI could look at your frogs fan art all day. Lardo getting asked to draw dicks constantly is Too Relatable.  Looking at your art just makes me feel warm inside and gets me to amile and laugh

@sunnyypeach first off your blog title is A+, second off your art style is so expressive and original! Its very recognisable and I love the way you draw Bitty so much, the style really suits him! Your Nursey is incredible and Dex’s goutfits are relatable af. I love how colourful your pictures are and the way you do faces is so cool! your art is the kind I always insta-reblog when it scrolls across my dash

@showsonface your lardo made me say “Im gay” out loud. Your KVP is really great! I love, love love your lines. They look so confident and clean! I like how they seem almost a bit geometrical in places. i envy the way you draw fabric. you bless my dash constantly with Soft Zimbits and im grateful for it

@peanutdoodler​ I’m so in love with your art style you have no idea. Your pictures just always make me feel so purely happy when I look at them. They just exude joy and happiness and I swear I can hear angels laughing when I see it. I really appreciate how you draw hair and how you give it so much volume. I want to run my fingers through it even though its a drawing.  love the cartoon-y ness of it. I love how your jack looks like such a smug dweeb. 

@bittysplaylist​ has the softest zimbits. It’s comfort food in art form. Your lines are so flowy and organic and I wish I had that. Your Bitty and the November Snow comic had me wheezing. while I’m at Bitty, I love your Bitty so much! Love how you characterise Jack. and the sheer volume of cp art you’ve put out is astounding. Your art manages to convey emotions very well and its always so atmospheric.


​ again! beautiful af Nursey drawing! lovely lines! I like the way you draw the bodies and how you do anatomy. your frogs art makes me laugh so much and you really capture these idiots so well. 

@omgpieplease​ I yell about your art so much in the tags already but its so! good! It always looks so thought-out and nice and it has such an…. uh….Sorgfalt (??) to it. I love the sketchpages the most. Your characters seem so organic and real and you do such great backgrounds i want to cry. I always notice the lighting a lot in your pictures and i love the clothing you put the people in. I really appreciate the effort you put into things like the ace off! project and I like how muscular your Bitty is.

@happyzimm your art is incredible! I love the colours and I love the way you shade. Your Lardo is everything. (The aesthetic™ !!) Your faces are so so beautiful and I love how clean and calm your work looks. I would buy an entire comic book of that stuff. 

@manyahello The softest! Zimbits! Ever! and you do animation which already makes you a superhero in my book because that shit is so much work! Your not-a-morning-person-jack art is the one true jack for me.

There’s so many more of you, but this post would get too long. I love all of you so much! Go tell your favourite artists what you appreciate about their art!

How peter cheers his so up after a bad day

Originally posted by despairingfever

It’s been a funny old week, and I’d love a peter to snuggle with

Master list

He won’t push you to tell him what’s bothering you, he knows that when you’re ready you’ll tell him

He would be as upset as you were, when you did tell him.

He would do all that he could, to make it better

Snuggling up together, as he insists on watching your favourite happy film

A never ending supply of sweets, treats and cuddles

If somehow he doesn’t have what you would like, he would run and get it, no matter how specific or ridiculous

He’d try his best to make you laugh

He’d play your favourite songs

Asking you to dance with him

He might even let you win at ping pong

Vibrating his hands gently, as he rubs your shoulders 

Rubbing comforting circles across your back until you drift off to his soft chatter

Setting a sweet kiss to your forehead as he snuggles down to sleep by your side


Have a great day and be safe


anonymous asked:

sdr2 guys seeing for the first time s/o crying? i love your imagines btw; ;;;;;

Thank you Anon ;*

SDR2 Boys seeing their S/O cry for the first time

Hajime Hinata:

- Instantly by your side hugging you closely to him

- “Shh shh… It’a okay S/O… Wanna talk about it?”

- If you nod he will listen to you, wiping each new tear that makes its way down your face with his thumbs

- If you don’t, he’ll simply hug you and try and distract you by telling you things such as how his day went or a funny story that happened to him

- He stays by your side until you calmed down, no matter if it’s 5 minutes or the whole night, he wants you to know he’s here for you if you need him

Kazuichi Soda:

- At first he thinks he did something wrong so he just runs up to you and hugs you

- “I’M SORRY!”

- You’re kind of confused but then you see that he’s got tears in his eyes too, what a cute dork

- The two of you just cuddle then and he talks to you about random things such as what new tools he recently acquired

- When the two of you finally calmed down he offers to get ice cream for you both 

Nagito Komaeda:

- He was just reading so he wasn’t paying much attention to you

- But then he heard sniffles coming from the other room

- “S/O - san/kun?…”

- When you look at him with tears in your eyes he instantly walks over and wraps his hoodie around you before lifting you up and carrying you back to his book

- “I’ll read you a story and cuddle okay? The only thing you have to do is show me that smile filled with hope!”

Nekomaru Nidai:

- He assumes you’re crying due to the pain of exercise 

- Maybe he did push you too far… Now he feels terrible

- You try to tell him that that’s not it but your words are somewhat broken and quiet so you just cling to him and cry into his chest

- Instantly wraps his arms around you and takes you to the kitchen

- “Hey! Don’t cry! I’ll make you the best dessert ever then there’s no way you’ll be sad!”

Gundham Tanaka:

- Why is his S/O crying? No, the reason doesn’t matter

- He makes his way over to you and places his hand on top of yours and gives you a small smile

- “Do not cry S/O, we’re all here for you”

- All?

- The second he finishes his sentence, the Four Dark Devas hurry out of his scarf and start crawling up your top. They tickle your cheeks with their whiskers and you can’t help but giggle at them

Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu:

- When he sees you crying he’s instantly by your side

- “Did someone hurt you S/O? Just say who and I’ll deal with them personally.”

- “N - No, no one hurt me”

- “Then come here.”

- You’re slightly confused but you make your way over to him. He then wraps his arms around you and kisses the top of your head, he’ll do everything to make you feel okay again.

Byakuya Twogami (Imposter):

- He’s honestly quite shocked, he’s never seen you cry before!

- “Hey, S/O, look over here!”

- By the time you manage to wipe your eyes and look up you realise he’s wearing a different outfit… A very funny looking outfit

- He just basically dresses up as some of your favourite characters and does his best to re-enact some of your favourite scenes

- By the end of it the two of you are a laughing mess

Teruteru Hanamura:

- Wait why are you crying? You’re not cutting any onions

- “S/O - san/kun? What’s wrong?”

- You manage to mumble a few sentences before he puts a finger to your lips

- He wipes the tears from your face and kisses your cheek every now and then before putting an apron around you

- “How about making some cupcakes? You can decorate them!”

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