#rest now

[arun-armand]

This is your sign to get custom pillow cases of Armand. He looks like a painting.❤️

[hyper-focused-777]

TW: SH SCARS (but this is not a vent, just a resting space <3)

Hey my lovelies…rest here. I know it’s been a long day. A longer journey. Now, just take A Small Moment of Peace with me and M1lly…

[obsessive-dumpling]

Alright. Okay. I was putting off reading the last couple chapters. Cause I felt like my heart would not survive. And well... I just caught up.

I can't tell if this pain in my chest is because my heart is swelling with pride; for Deku, for Class 1-A and friends, for Horikoshi, for the little child inside me screaming GO! YOU CAN DO IT! Or if it's just breaking because that was so beautiful... and it's almost over. We've crossed the finish line and now we just wait to see the aftermath of a war.

Horikoshi put his absolute all into these final chapters and it shows. It has been such a magical experience watching this all unfold. Reading from start to finish as it was being created. I haven't had the privilege of getting to do that with many series let alone one this big and with such strong messaging to the current state of our world.

I'm so grateful I got to feel the breath of hope he tried to breathe into all of our lungs. And I hope to always carry it.

And I hope everyone can hear it. Horikoshi screaming at us: We are stronger together.

[amalthea9]

Just read my American news on Google that William Russell has left this realm as of June 3rd. He was 99. That's a hell of a run in my book. 💜

Thank you Mr. Russell. You were an absolute delight to meet and speak to. 💜

You called me a lovely lady in my Leela costume and it was so sweet of you. 💖

Rest now, sweet Lancelot.💜

[mod2amaryllis]

carries sans to bed and kisses his head before gently smothering him with a pillow

[trope-appreciation-tuesdays]

“Shh, I’m here. Rest now. “

❤️

[sunny-jade]

"It's time for a rest, love. You've been out doing all sorts of things for weeks. You saved the world, you nearly died...they can leave you be for a while or face me."

Lett picked up the bag she'd packed and offered Shio her hand. The little Kojin smirked for a moment and then took it, gathering her aether and teleporting them both to the island, as requested.

"Now, where's the best private spot on this island with water?"

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A little while later, Lett has gathered her tiny wife in her arms, letting her just float in the little crystal pool high on the mountain. After a bit of shushing and singing lowly, the viis feels Shio's head drop to her shoulder and her small, strong body relax into the soothing rocking of the waves from the waterfall behind them. The scents and sounds of the isolated slice of paradise let Shio finally let go of the stress she'd been holding for a very long time.

Murmuring softly, Lett kisses her wife's head, grateful for this time to just be here with her love.

[spectralfriend]

i hate the self who is not me (the body, the words, the expressions) because he does not accurately represent me. he's a poor mimic, awkward and stunted, brittle and broken. though he loves me i do not love him. he deserves better, deserves to be loved even though he is imperfect. i want to feed him to the wolves. i want to hold him close against my chest and never let go. little me. cobbled together from leftovers. trying so hard despite being nothing but an amateur marionette. he's not real but he is physical. people look at us and only see him. broken little bird. hollow bones shattered against the building by a relentless storm. how i wish i could speak with your tongue.