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dummybirdnero · 3 months
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That knight x princess au thing for whiterose but my version
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phontao · 7 months
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soul / holding you together
-> words from an excerpt of trisha mateer's "honeybee"
-> inspired by @hi-raethia
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agapintheskin · 1 year
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more of Bible from the KP special episode!
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temperedink · 8 months
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Workout Gear
For @officialvalkyrieweek 2023.
2.8K words, one-shot, absolute silliness
Inspired this adorable piece from @jmoonjones!
(And this art from @dimalry gave me the idea for Emerie's back tattoos!)
Summary: Working out in leathers all the time can't be cool or comfortable, so Bryce brings the Valkyries workout clothes from Midgard.
Read on AO3.
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Featuring:
Bryce starting a new fashion trend in the Night Court 🎽
Google Translate for Prythian 🗣️
The Valkyries' partners losing their minds when they see them in workout clothes 🤯
A rant that those belonging to the big titty committee will appreciate 👙
Planting the image of Cassian in bike shorts in your head (you're welcome) 🍑
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puella-peanut · 11 months
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Daniel sprains his ankle badly after a new karate move goes wrong, and is advised to keep off his foot for two months. Which, of course, is devastating for our spunky boy, but John?
Well, John doesn’t say a word (big surprise), but just picks him up bridal style every time he sees Daniel even attempt to move. Something which takes Daniel less than two days to be over. 
“I can walk—okay, John, maybe I can’t walk, but I can definitely limp around so you don’t have to—“
“No.”
“I have a crutch. Actually, waitaminute, I have two crutches, so I can, like. You know. Hobble around, and stop collecting dust, like—“
“Doctor’s orders.”
“Doctor’s orders don’t say anything about John Kreese carrying me around like I’m dying or something, not even in the small print which,  yeah, okay, I didn’t read, but I know for a fact that even if I did, I wouldn’t see your name there. And by the way, I’m not dying, my muscles just decided to revolt, so you can just—“
“You’re scrawny. Easy to carry.”
“…That’s so not the point, and besides, this is embarrassing!”
“Why.”
“Why? Whyyyy?? Why, because I’m a full grown adult—and totally not scrawny just fun sized—and I can take care of myself, and I don’t need you fussing over me like a mother hen—“
“You’re the one fussing, kid.”
Daniel sputters, but he can’t come up with anything to say to his bullheaded boyfriend, so he just fumes in John’s (admittedly very nice) arms after punching him a couple times right on the chest (which does absolutely nothing, except hurt his own hands since John’s practically made of concrete).
Meanwhile, John won’t ever admit, but seeing Daniel with his little foot all bandaged up, and wearing John’s old sports t-shirts (all dangerously oversized on him), and with his pouty, bratty expression perpetually on—John can’t get enough. He’s going to savor this as long as he can. Gonna milk these next two months for all their worth. Heh. 
(Meanwhile Terry probably inquires a thousand times if Daniel would like him to fly in a world-renowned specialist from Boston, Manhattan, West Germany, Czechoslovakia, India, Japan…oh, and would he like Terry’s personal chef to whip him up something good, or he can get Daniel’s mother to fly in from Jersey on his personal plane if he’d like some authentic home-cooked meals, and would you like some flowers, Danny-boy, to brighten this place up? Red roses perhaps, you look so ravishing in red after all sweeth—)
John just slams the door in his face. And disconnects the phone for good measure. And tells him to not contact Daniel for the next two months, or better yet, ever again. Sorry, Terry. 
Meanwhile, Daniel just groans and wonders where he went wrong in life. 
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fluffy-ami · 2 years
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Idk if asked are closed but can you do a lee Venti and the others archons as let's bec Venti kept anoying them
“Gotcha again!” (Venti, Zhongli & Ei)
A/N: Hiii!🍃 Fic requests are closed rn (you can always read my pinned post if you're not sure they're open XD), BUT I do like the idea, so how about a silly drabble my bois, because we LOVE AND NEED lee!Venti in this house-
Ei sighed, slightly annoyed. Gathering some materials for the traveller is not a hard task at all. Well... it shouldn't have been hard. She and Zhongli were doing a pretty good job so far. Getting wood, looking for flowers and fruits all while chatting calmly.
“...Oh, I remember Lumine asking us to get some apples as well,” the Geo Archon stopped walking and looked up, reaching up to get the juicy red fruit from the nearest tree branch.
Raiden Shogun did not think that she would leave Tenshukaku so soon to start traveling. And she certainly did not think she's going to have to work in a team with the two former gods. Ah, yes, two...
“Gotcha again!~” Venti appeared behind Zhongli practically out of nowhere and quickly poked the taller man in the ribs, making him yelp uncharacteristically and swiftly put his arms back down to defend himself.
...Yeah, it's easy to forget that the Anemo Archon is here too, maybe because he's not doing anything useful (because sneaking up on your companions from behind and distracting them from business by tickling them randomly can hardly be considered something useful). Venti did that, like, 4 or 5 times to both of them already? It is indeed hard to understand what is going on inside his head.
“Barbatos-!” Zhongli turned around, his brows furrowed in annoyance, but the bard had already ran off again, giggling cheerily. Even the Lord of Geo was starting to lose his patience, wasn't he?
“Venti, if you aren't going to help, then stop following us and find something more interesting to do,” Ei said nonchalantly, watching the small birds sing and jump around nearby.
“But I am helping!” the bard crossed his arms on his chest, coming out from behind a tree, “Helping my dear friends to not let their guard down while we're in the forest. And also making you two smile!”
“...That is the most tiring journey I've had in a few recent decades,” Zhongli pinched the bridge of his nose hopelessly.
“Oh come ooon Morax!” the Anemo Archon laughed, patting the taller man on the shoulder, “Look, Ei doesn't seem to really mind! You know, it's not my fault that you're a grumpy, quiet, stoic and emotionless boulder around meEEEK!”
Suddenly, Venti was swiftly yet gently dragged forward and down to the grass. After what felt like a second, he found himself sitting in his companion's lap as Morax was sort of hugging him from behind, preventing the little Archon from escaping.
“Ei, would you like to help?” Zhongli asked, absolutely calm.
“I guess finally teaching him a lesson won't hurt,” the Electro Archon stepped closer, sitting down beside the two.
“No!” the bard squeaked, trying to wiggle free, but to no avail, “Nonono wait, you know I wasn't serious! M-Morax, I'm sorry!..”
He didn't think that they were going to hurt him or something, they certainly would never do this. But they can do something embarrassing, like trapping him in a geo structure and leaving him like this for a few hours. Something Old-Man-Zhongli-style. Not that the God of Anemo wanted to experience the methods they usually use against enemies.
But, in a situation like this, he didn't expect to feel unfamiliar fingers starting to wiggle (in the almost awkward movements) under his arms.
“Wha- waHAhaha wahahait!..” Venti didn't have the time to hold his surprised giggles in, “Whyyyyhehehe?!..”
“Simply giving you a taste of your own medicine. That would only be fair, don't you think?” Zhongli replied matter-of-factly, actually glad that the bard couldn't see his amused smile right now. He wasn't really the type to be playful or get someone back.
“Soho yohou thihink it was fuhun, ahafter ahahall!~” the Anemo Archon tried to tease through his squeaky giggles, squirming from side to side, his eyes shut and his nose scrunched up adorably.
“I didn't say that. But this means that you must be having tons of fun right now, Barbatos”, this wasn't meant to be a tease. Teasing others wasn't a “Zhongli thing” either, but Venti did feel his ears starting to get warmer after these words.
“Now that's going to be a problem...” Ei hummed thoughtfully, observing the bard's leather corset, “You've got some good defense there...”
She almost chuckled at his miserable attempt to let out a “sigh of relief” while laughing uncontrollably with the oldest Archon's fingers dancing over his highest ribs.
“...But you know that there is no clothing in this world that would be able to protect you from the lighting's wrath, right?~” the Shogun finished her sentence, smiling down at the little bard and making his eyes widen in horror.
“Nononohoho, dohohon't you dare!..” to Zhongli's surprise, Venti started squirming further into his lap to try and somehow save himself, probably, “Mohohorax, hehehelp!”
Now that was... well, not cute, that's definitely not the right word to describe this little mischievous gremlin.
“He can look pretty endearing, sometimes,” Zhongli commented, lowering his hands to squeeze at the troublemaker's hips playfully, seemingly feeling a lot less awkward than before.
Ei smirked, all while calmly positioning her fingers on different spots on Venti's tummy and using her Vision to send the tiny shocks of Electro element through his clothes, not even bothering to listen to his shrieky half-hearted protests.
“GuhuHUhuys, coHOHOhome ohOHOHOON!..” Venti squealed, kicking his legs out slightly at the horribly tickly sensations.
“Yes, Zhongli, I think I like him in this kind of state a lot more”.
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Mot le cruew
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threefeline · 2 years
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More of Giratina being a parent! Any tiny pokemon they see at this point is now their child sorry i dont make the rules
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emmodii · 5 months
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16/11/2023, 11.04pm
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chiptrillino · 1 year
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ID: Katara and sokka in swimgear. in the first image, sokka is searching for something in the water. his hair getting wet. katara leans over to him saying "don't you think, its time for a haircut?" in the second image sokka rose form the water, a dog-shark creature in hand, swinging his hair in Katara face splashing her. smugly he says "no <3". End ID
i know its winter! i know it likley snowed by now on the northern hemilsphere! but... on the southern side is summer time right??? so... its fine.... this is fine!!!
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!!! please do not use or repost this artwork without permission!!!
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help my extended family leave palestine.
edit: decided to add my family friend's gofundme link here too. once again. please read through the notes. remember that these are real people, who are living through this as you read. this is my family. theyre all amazing people and i love them dearly stop scrolling, and take a minute to read about their story. i cannot stress enough that, when it comes to donations, every little bit counts. if you feel guilty and powerless about the situation in palestine, and you want a way to help, here it is. please, if you have even a little bit to spare, consider donating. If you don't have anything to give, at least reblog to spread the message.
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inafallsaway · 6 months
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Drawing time!
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catboygirlboss · 8 months
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edit: currently lamenting the fact that i didn’t think of “all of the above” …
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bookshelfdreams · 4 months
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yk when you see someone share a finished handmade item that they clearly spent a lot of time and money on and it's just. The absolute tackiest thing you have seen in your life. And then you ask yourself why someone would waste all those resources on such an eyesore.
(no, of course you can't relate to that because you're a much nicer person than me)
In any case.
BEHOLD!
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A wool coat!
The top fabric is handwoven and handspun, the whole thing is sewn by hand, too.
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Leftovers. Barely anything, all things considered, which is very satisfying.
This thing took me well over 3 years to make, on and off. And now I'm done.
Thank you for your attention.
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canisalbus · 3 months
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I don't know how confessionals work but i know theres like a wall with a screen thing. can they slide the little screen out of the way or have a little secret slot they can hold hands/maybe kiss through?
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wow guys, i cant believe the player character from hit mascot horror game Poppy Playtime actually saved all monsters, killed the Prototype and left with their newfound family! cant wait to see how the authorities will react to this weird family that just formed!
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