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#thanks for these grey <3 <3 <3
clemencetaught · 6 months
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11. how comfortable is your muse with their appearance and their body? 16. what is/are your muse's love language(s)? 19. how many serious relationships has your muse been in? are they experienced or inexperienced when it comes to dating? 28. would it bother your muse if they had differing interests from their partner(s), or would they delight in it?
romancé for the ( repressed ) gentleman ( romance & relationship meme w/ @byanyan )
11. how comfortable is your muse with their appearance and their body?
at this point in his life, he's pretty content with his appearance and body. like yeah, he is non-binary, but he also doesn't like drawing attention to himself. honestly his real gender is 'gentleman' so as long as he can dress semi-formally he's all good.
( that being said, there was a time back when he was with felicity when he experimented with androgynous styles...aka felicity buying clothes that are 'too big for her he should try them on once before she goes to return it'- she's a good gf like that <3 )
16. what is/are your muse's love language(s)?
surprisingly, for someone who reads a ton and studies words and text for a living, his love language is actually quality time aka paying attention to the little details. he has very distinct if not rather esoteric likes and opinions and especially when he was younger, he was often, not really teased so much as ignored as a result?? or rather the people around him were more disinterested and so he learned to curb a lot of his obsessions to make more room for them.
( he's also touch starved and has no way of expressing that so bonus points to his partner when that's initiated )
19. how many serious relationships has your muse been in? are they experienced or inexperienced when it comes to dating?
two! the first one was a college relationship that lasted about 8 to 9 months during his junior year of uni. that one, he dumped his girlfriend because she was cheating on him aka he caught her making out with another person....so he approached the pair, told her she'd get her stuff in a few days, and then left the party. and he went back to his dorm, packed her stuff, called hyuk and proceeded to get smashed. and he never spoke his ex again.
the important one, however, is with felicity- they met while he was a TA at oxford university and she was one of the students for one of the classes he was helping out with. i can make a whole post about this later, but basically prior to her death, they were together for about three to four years. at that point they were sharing the same apartment and he was planning on proposing to her the day she died. let's just say for the last ten years, her death has haunted him and so he hasn't tried to date anyone else since then ( until hyuk ).
28. would it bother your muse if they had differing interests from their partner(s), or would they delight in it?
he would be delighted! patrick is a lifelong learner and i actually think he prefers it when his partner has at least some different interests than him? not that it's a necessity, buuuuuuuut since his work is esoteric and would most likely only be understood by academics, it's a nice change of pace when he can hear about something else....that and he always adores it when his partner starts rambling about a passion of theirs <;3
( they do have like puzzles to be with him tho, sorry i don't make the rules here :'3 )
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poorly-drawn-mdzs · 5 months
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Results from the ‘Who is the tallest MDZS Character poll! Thank you all for voting!
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phant0m-l0rd · 1 month
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My pictures of Dir En Grey in Paris, Day 1 (22.03.24)~
Day 2 pics here.
(my quick thoughts on the shows below the line)
I went to both Paris shows (VIP on day 1) and it was hands down the best experience of my life so far. So amazing beyond words. To not only meet my favourite band of all-time in the flesh, but to also watch them perform from the front row on the 1st day (and still very close to the stage on day 2) felt so surreal. Seeing them perform some of my favourite songs of all-time (including dead tree, my number 1 favourite song) was so overwhelmingly amazing I cried multiple times. I got acknowledgments from Die, Toshiya, and Kyo for screaming so loudly every time they came to our side of the stage, and I can't describe how affirming it felt. Since yall follow me on here, you know how much this band means to me, and especially Kyo. This man is my biggest inspiration in regards to both his music and his artistic self-expression. I've never been so inspired by a musician before; I've never been this obsessed with a band before. This was a dream come true, one that I never thought could happen. Thank you so much to this most incredible band. No band will ever come close for me.
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one-httyd-a-day · 3 months
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Hi! Love your art - I'd like to suggest/request a Shockjaw! They're super underrated imo, like tbh they're my second favorite HTTYD dragon species after Night Furies but no one ever talks about them lol. I mean I get it, they're only in two games and to most people I imagine they're pretty forgettable but still. We need more Shockjaw love in the fandom!
You are SO correct, we DO need more love for the game exclusive species!!! Hope you enjoy my take on this dragon, I had a lot of fun
Dragon #42 - Shockjaw
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(Based the colors for this guy off of Oarfish <3)
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shkika · 1 year
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Does your UI feel bad about the whole Pebbles business?
And do you think Saint knows who SoS was?
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She feels absolutely awful about it! She realizes she wasn't at fault for what happened, but she did make it worse for everyone involved. And so uh she's quite scared.
As for your second question..
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yes saint does!! <3
part 2 (x)
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swiftsdelucaa · 1 year
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Would you please do a Mark Sloan x Grey!reader who is Meredith’s twin sister? When he first goes to Grey Sloan he is determined to get with her.
❛ 𝑨𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒖𝒕𝒆 ❜
𝙋𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜: Mark Sloan x Grey!sis!reader ♡
𝘼/𝙣: Hoping you'll like it anon!
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You had just left the locker room to finally go home, you were just waiting for Meredith. As you scrolled through the messages on your phone you sensed someone else's presence, and as soon as you looked up you found yourself in front of Mark Sloan. Well, that wasn't new, he was always wherever you were, he never left you alone for a moment. He flirted with you whenever he could, almost embarrassed you, but you got used to it by now.
"Hey, can I bring you home?" he approached with his usual smirk on his face.
"No thanks, I'm waiting for Mer" you went back to checking your messages.
"And if I bring in a restaurant?" when he wants he gets so stubborn.
"I'm not really hungry"
"Then... a little walk?" you sighed smiling. In fact, if he would have continued like this you would have given in.
But why not, I mean he's hot, and je's also an excellent company...
"Hey, come on" Meredith came out of the locker room. Just in time.
"Bye doctor Sloan" you greeted him taking Meredith by the arm to drag her away from there before she wasted any more time with Cristina.
"Finally" you sighed rolling your eyes.
"How's it going with your...?"
"Shut up, he's my nothing" you shut her up as you walked towards the car. She looked so amused selling you like that.
"You know, he used to flirt with me too" Meredith said as you got into the car.
"Really? And...?"
"Well, I think I'd have accepted if Derek hadn't punched him straight in the face before he even finished to talking with me" she laughed at the memory. You laughed with her.
"When did all this happen?" you asked curiously.
"It was before you came here, you should have been there"
"Oh yes. But maybe it's been better like this, cause now you and Derek are good together" you said thinking about it.
"Yeah, maybe... so you can have him all for you"
"Shut up!" oh you know she'll annoy you for a long time.
Before she could start to say any more you turned on the radio hoping to find a decent song, then stared out the window for a while.
"Hey" you got Meredith's attention.
"What?"
"Why did Derek punch him?" you asked confused since you were aware that those two were best friends.
"Well... he slept with his wife, Addison..."
"Wait, what?? Why didn't I know it?!"
"It's happened a long time ago, nobody talks about it anymore" your sister said. You would never have imagined this.
Well, you knew that making mistakes was human, things had now been resolved, but he had always remained the same that he knew what he wanted.
Without even realizing it, you had already arrived home, you got out of the car and as soon as you entered, you both threw yourself on the sofa, exhausted.
The next morning you arrived at the hospital together, and as soon as you had got ready and divided, punctually like every morning, you were greeted by Mark who brought you a coffee.
"Good morning Y/n"
"Good morning" you just took the coffee and drank it right away. It was all you needed.
"You know, you're prettier with loose hair" the fact that he noticed it caused you a little smile, usually you always kept them tied in a ponytail, you hated them.
"Thank you" he said goodbye one last time before leaving to go to a patient.
"Doctor Sloan!" he spun around as soon as he heard your voice calling him.
"Yeah?" he came back to you.
"I, ok, well, you... you're a very good perdon..." his attention increased. "And you're also really handsome, but... I don't know if-"
"No no no, don't finish that phrase, please" you stopped to listen to him, you had no other choice. "You can't say that you don't know if it con work if we didn't even tried. You're beautiful, you're smart, and I really like you, I exactly know what I want, and I won't stop. So if you'll say yes I'll do everything to make you happy and make it work" those words made you feel a weird sensation... he had managed to hit you. No one had ever told you these things. Now you didn't even know what to answer.
"Then Y/n... can I bring you out this time, please?" you laughed at the way he asked you.
"I'd love to" you smiled at him as your gazes met for a moment, until his pager rang.
"See you later baby"
"I can't wait" you watched him walk away.
A pleasant date with a man completely crazy about you awaited you tonight.
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gh0st-lie · 6 days
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pixie-mage · 10 months
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I’ve thought about telling you. I’ve thought about bringing it up. You’ve asked me about my purple striped pendant enough times, and I’ve always brushed it off, and you still give it a sidelong look as if you know, so I’ve thought about saying something–
(Or leaving my laptop open on the wiki page, or doodling the flag on a sticky note and leaving it where you can see, or buying a book about it on your Amazon account, or–)
–but I never have.
Maybe it would finally convince you to leave my dating life alone. Or at least, maybe it would convince you that a dating app won’t work the same for someone like me.
Because when you’re asexual, most men on a dating app are expecting a future hookup, whether that’s now or a few weeks down the line…so you’re not what they’re looking for.
Anyway, I’ve thought about it. But I’ve also seen how you talked to me behind my sister’s back when she came out as bisexual, how you were outwardly unbothered and generally supportive but would turn to me with “If this phase lasts” and “She's still young” and “When she settles down with a guy” on your lips. It’s been a while since I’ve heard it, but even now, when she’s college age and openly dating a woman, I get the feeling you still don’t take her relationship as seriously as our brother’s relationship with his girlfriend. I get the feeling you still judge.
(You love us dearly. I know you do. The good and great family memories far far outweigh the bad. And you care about us so much. You’ve fought the world for us in the past and you’d do it again and you’ll always always love and support us in everything we do. But. But.)
And maybe you wouldn’t judge me so harshly for simply saying I’m ace, because it’s not like I’m gay, right? It’s not like I’ll end up with another girl, right? It’s not as big of a deal…right?
But I’ve also seen how judgemental you were when I started crossplaying, when I started choosing male characters to cosplay alongside the female. I was just dressing up for fun and that’s all it ever will be, but still…the judgement. The unspoken judgement of different.
And when I brought up the idea of adoption instead of having my own kids - the one time I opened up enough to mention it - you gave me the most indecipherable look that made me feel like I’d said something horribly, horribly wrong. And I said “What?” and you said “Nothing.” But it was “nothing” in the “I won’t say it, but you should know” way. It was “nothing” in the “I won’t say it, but I’ll let you feel my dissatisfaction from where you’re sitting” way.
And just this year, I got so close. I almost said something. We were having a conversation - god knows I can’t even remember how it started now - but I got brave enough to ask if it would be so wrong to never want to be physically intimate with someone. And I got an exaggeration eyeroll, and a “You have GOT to get over your fear of sex” as if you knew me sooo well that you obviously could see what I really meant. But you didn’t. You don’t. And when I said - rather impulsively - that “I’m not afraid, I just don’t want to do it. It’s gross and uncomfortable” - well.
“That’s a childish response.”
Because god forbid I feel differently than you do about something that would only affect my life. God forbid I dislike something even when the rest of the world expects me to want to love it. God forbid.
So I haven’t told you. With a response like that, why the hell would I?
You always say “you have to kiss a lot of frogs before you find a prince”…and sure, I understand the meaning. But why does finding a prince require kissing? Why can’t I hug him instead? Why can’t a peck on the cheek suffice? I’d offer him a Lego minifigure if that would do the trick. I’d much prefer it.
But no, I’m childish for wanting to keep my body to myself.
You signed me up for a dating app when I was in early college. At the time I thought it was funny, and I still kind of do. I know that you want to see me happy and you assume finding a partner is what will do that. And maybe I would be happy with a partner in my life…but not the kind you’re thinking of.
See, the problem with dating apps - the problem with dating - is I know eventually the guy will get bored. He’ll get bored before we hit five months because the whole time he’ll have been waiting for the chance to take me to bed, and unfortunately for him, the thought will have never crossed my mind. Hell, the last time we tried to make out I was probably thinking about pizza rolls and wondering how long people are supposed to keep kissing like that. When is it acceptable to stop? When is it polite to get back to watching the movie? How much kissing is enough to satisfy someone else? Because it sure as hell does next to nothing for me.
I used to think I was broken, you know.
I used to think there was something wrong with me if everyone was explaining kissing and sex as this fantastic thing, and I was sitting there going “What’s there to like?”
I used to think - hell - maybe mom was right. Maybe I just have to keep kissing frogs.
But at some point, you kiss enough frogs that never turn into princes, and you start to realise that maybe the problem isn’t the frogs you’re picking. Maybe the problem is you. Maybe you don’t have the magic in your lips to turn ‘em back into royalty.
And then you date an amazing, amazing guy, and you think “Wow, I could picture a life with him” and you think “This could be something” and you think “This is a prince…right?” …but you still feel nothing. The romance is there, and the joy of shared interests, and the matching sense of humor, and the laughter and the fun and you fit and it’s amazing - but physically? Sexually? Nothing. You feel nothing. You’re still daydreaming about pizza rolls when you’re kissing on the couch, and nothing has changed.
So you think…another frog?
And you end things.
And you think it’s better that way.
And you think maybe you were just excited over a solid friendship and misinterpreted what you were feeling.
But then you find an internet post that is far too relatable. You find an artist that has put into words the exact way you’ve been feeling for years. You find a comic that sends a shockwave of a revelation through your head and you feel - you feel whole. You feel unbroken. You feel like this is what you were missing all along.
One word that makes you feel a little less alone, knowing there are others out there just like you.
Asexual.
A person who feels no physical attraction toward others.
Sometimes they want to be physically intimate with their partner even though they feel nothing, but sometimes? Sometimes they really really don’t.
And it’s okay.
And it has a name.
And it’s not broken.
…and I would tell you all of this if I felt like I could. But.
But.
It’s just a phase and you’d be happier with a partner and that’s a childish response.
Is it any wonder I have never explained what my purple striped pendant really means?
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loadinghellsing · 1 year
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vladcard with grey streaks? i love it
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<3 <3 <3
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god-mouths · 11 months
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could you draw riz and sklonda w/ the ace flag .. <33 or just one idm
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son boy's first pride (tears of joy)
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battle-subway-ghost · 27 days
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waltricia · 6 days
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Going insane thinking about how we probably wouldn’t have this
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if it wasn’t for this
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iykyk
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phant0m-l0rd · 1 month
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happy birthday to the amazingly talented and incredibly lovely Toshiya, whom I can't believe I had the pleasure of seeing live a week ago <3
(ballpoint pen, black coloured pencil, india ink brush pen)
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every fanart I see of Older!Arthur on my dash heals my soul you don’t understand
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thelordofgifs · 24 days
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Uldor AU! Is that the one where Uldor kills Maedhros? It sounds so crunchy and delicious.
(WIP titles ask game)
It is indeed the one where Uldor kills Maedhros! An excellent prompt which has turned into another languishing WIP, unfortunately :/
One fun thing about this fic is that it alternates between flashbacks and the present day! Here is one tiny flashback:
The corpses had been piled in careless heaps, some of them half-burned by the whips of the fire-demons, others hacked at until they were near-unrecognisable. The bloody soil squelched between the searchers’ feet as they kept at their thankless task. “He isn’t here,” Celegorm said to Maglor. “He must be,” Maglor said. “Keep searching – check the woods, perhaps some managed to flee—” “Káno,” said Celegorm, very deliberately, “we will find no survivors.” “Then where is he?” Maglor hissed. “Am I to believe that he has vanished from Arda altogether? Living or – or”—he could not say it—“he has to be here!” “Perhaps he – burned,” Celegorm said quietly. “Atar did.” It was terrifyingly plausible. Maglor could still taste the acrid smoke in his throat from the moment, bare days ago, when their father had succumbed to his wounds at last. Maedhros had been no less fiery of spirit than he. “We don’t even have a body,” he said hollowly; and Celegorm, this most irritating, unknowable of brothers, put a hand on his shoulder.
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kakusu-shipping · 17 days
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Tried making a Guzma Selfship Moodboard at @scarvesandsunflowers suggestion. It ended less our relationship dynamic and more... Guzma stewing on his crush on me.
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