#he worry

[alcoholttm]

@pomniegranate ;;

“  i can’t get it off—  i can still feel it on me!  ”

eyes frantically looked the other over, his mind was in a panic over just what could even be on her. did she somehow come in contact with a sticky bomb or something? or was it something less ominous? either way, tails wasn't sure what he was even looking for right now.

"what? what is it?"

[bendingtook]

@airteacher liked for a one liner!

"that was quite the fall, are you okay?" he was already at the elder's side, ready to help him up onto his feet.

[satanhelpusall]

Mmmm,

Corn worry

Is MY comfort character and I decide what insane headcanons to give them

[tetsuwan-atom]

@wanderlust-songbird

Continued from here.

It only took a few seconds. It was all it would take. Perceptive the blonde was, how everything was silent, not even music that he so loved to hear. He could hear some form of muttering as he came into her room.. and there was Kanaria, sitting right there.

Her hands... looking like they were shaking. That's already a bad sign. As he got closer, her eyes.. red. Another bad sign. Some worry that she might drop her beverage, as she would later mention, but his presence was soon known... ...Clearly from her answer... she tried to downplay something.

Shaking hands, red eyes, possible talking to oneself, maybe in another world? No, this was more than just... fatigue. He couldn't let it go just like that. It wouldn't be right of him, no, he cared for her too much.

He would move to sit on the bed, next to her. If he could, he'd wrap an arm around her and hold her close, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "It's okay... I can... see something's going on." He spoke softly, though the look of concern evident on his face. "I'm here for you, always." A small pause, just to breathe in and out. "I love you."

[kaitosearchhistory]

DUDE ARE YOU OK I CARE ABOUT YOU MAN I LOVE YOU ARE YOU OK CAN YOU SPEAK CAN YOU WALK

@shuichisaiharasearchhistory

[deathmaarch]

 “Mom,” repeated a second time unbeknownst to his highly focused mother, “hey, c’mon.” He leaned forward to place both hands on the side of her sewing machine, palm down so he could hover slightly into her light. Make her pause for a minute. She’d been at this for hours already, tediously with one pattern after another. Her eyes were probably straining, he imagined her hands probably weren’t feeling any better. She was working herself into a frenzy and well..she might pause for him. “I made us some tea, c’mon.” 

@caffeinatedxgrimes​

[shadowluver1242]

I made a thing

[jaeyleo]

Jameson's trying to pilot a little plane!

“Again?!” shouts Henrik’s bell, much louder than before. He sprints to the kitchen, watch Marvin and Jameson giggle and put on the youngest brother’s pilot gear.

“Oh damn! Oh damn! I have to- Marvin! Marvin don’t let him do it again! Marvin!!!”