Hate To Say It But Inumaki/Yuta AU Fics Where Inumaki Can Talk Completely Strip Away All The Interesting

calcified heart spell 💎

a spell to protect your emotions // hold weak moments until they can be private

💎 gather: clay, a bruised peach, eggshell, rose, and sea salt

💎 grind the eggshell, rose, and sea salt together. mix with the clay

💎 take the pit out of the peach to keep as a charm.

💎 cover the peach with the clay, then bury the peach.

💎 your heart will be protected, but it will still be soft on the inside.

We are not enemies.

bonus points if the introverted one is super idealistic and has strong morals while the bright positive one is actually somewhat crazy and dark underneath 😌

no you dont get it the best dynamic characters can have is one of them being bright with high energy and constant positivity and the other one is an introverted somewhat quiet one who is drawn to the energetic one and they both think rhe world of each other and show it in different ways

A list of (sometimes angry) (often male) INFP characters with daddy issues because there are a LOT

Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - Star Wars

Zuko - Avatar the last Airbender

Gaara - Naruto

Shinji Ikari - Neon Genesis Evangelion

Adrien Agreste - Miraculous Ladybug

Luke Skywalker - Star Wars

Will Byers? - Stranger Things

Alluka Zoldyk - Hunter X Hunter

Muichiro Tokito - Demon Slayer

Junpei Yoshino - Jujutsu Kaisen

Mitsuha Miyamizu - Kimi no Na wa

Nico Diangelo - (Percy Jackson)

Dobby - Harry Potter (😂)

Todd Anderson - Dead Poets Society

Rui - Demon Slayer

Edward Scissorhands - Edward Scissorhands

Eri - My Hero Academia

Quasimodo - Hunchback of Notre Dame

Faramir - Lord of the Rings

Wylan Van Eck - Six of Crows

Carlos De Vil - Descendants (mommy issues)

Ratcatcher 2 - DC Universe/Suicide Squad

Patroclus - The Song of Achilles

Frankenstein's Monster - Frankenstein

Feel free to add more, I skipped over the ones I wasn't sure about

Edit: why did I realize like several hours later that not all of these are male characters? I apologize

This is how it starts:

His mother is French. An ice dancer, beautiful as they come; fluid on her feet, light on her toes. Her hair is like molten silver. She gives it to her only child. She expects a daughter (to be named Victoire), so convinced the child she carries will be female, a little dancer like herself.

But his mother never seems disappointed that she gets Victor instead. 

Victor loves her, he loves her, he loves her until the day she dies.

He keeps her alive with his skating, ma petite lune, the starlight shadow of the woman who gave him life. He does it for his Russian father, for himself. He wins every medal, every competition, stuns with every exhibition. He is beautiful, he is fearless, he listens to no one and nothing can stop him. 

He is his mother’s son, and like his mother, he is made of charm.

He smiles like the sunrise, spins like the ocean breeze, dances like a storm with his silver spray of hair billowing behind him like the fog off the sea. He is a thousand rainbow colors in the sun and pale as the stars, too distant and shining to touch.

But he aches for it. Oh, how he aches. 

Victor’s father passes from lung cancer after a lifetime of smoking, ever the artiste his mother fell in love with. In truth, he died long ago from a broken heart. 

In between his short program and his free skate at Worlds, Victor cuts his hair off in the hotel bathroom. When his blades cut into the ice the next evening, the audience cries for him. 

And he keeps going.

Strong. Bold. Beautiful. He makes his money from sponsorships and prize winnings, sells the family home and buys himself a flat in St. Petersburg, makes himself a refuge for Makkachin’s sake if not his own. It’s clean. It’s empty. It’s nothing like what he grew up with, his mother’s hair combs strewn about, pictures on the walls, his father’s paints and pastels and books, so many books. He keeps the books, but precious little else.

And he keeps going.

It’s hard out there. He pulls away from Yakov as he sees his coach’s marriage crumbling and can’t imagine a world in which love does not last a lifetime. He sees Yuri Plisetsky come into Yakov’s tutelage, his mother and father split apart at the seams, so he lives in poverty with his grandfather. Yuri never knows that Victor sponsors him that first day, makes sure Yuri will always be able to skate the way he loves (and he loves such precious little else). It’s a silent agreement that no one tells him. Nikolai doesn’t mention it. Yakov would never dare.

And he keeps going.

Victor wins and he wins and he wins and he wins, but every day feels like losing. 

And he keeps going and going and going until—

—a boy breaks open in front of him on the ice. It’s the most honest suffering Victor has ever seen. Victor wants to talk to him, wants to comfort him, wants to say I know, I know—

But he turns his back to Victor as he flees, and Victor is left alone again.

Yuuri crashes into him two nights later, steals his breath and his drink and his life and makes him smile, holds Victor’s hopes and heart in his hands and digs in until they both bleed. 

He’s stubborn, he’s a mess, he’s painful, he’s so unbelievably beautiful.

Like his mother, Victor falls for an artist—a man who makes music with his body on the dance floor, on the ice. 

And this is how it starts.

now with this companion piece

Me, who’s been saying my favorite character is Aoyama for years, right now: good soup

i just realized a similarity between jayce & jinx (and someone can correct me on this), but they both have been shown to have mental issues, hearing voices telling them what they should do and that are bothering them.

however, we never hear the voices of their partners. jinx never hears the voice of ekko when things are too bothersome for her. jayce never hears viktor’s voice in that cave.

and ekko and viktor literally kept them from falling off the edge. they reminded jayce & jinx of what they dreamed of since they were little (viktor renewing jayce’s passion for creating magic, ekko reigniting jinx’s dream of riding on one of those airships). it really does just take one person to care and jinx and jayce had that person be there for them at their lowest, and still deemed them beautiful.

Toph: so what gives, we never see you guys since you got the kid

Sokka: listen, dilfbending is a full-time job

Zuko: please please please just call it parenting

jayce and viktor met and my dad was like “i’m picking up on something” yes you are good job

Here’s the finished illustration I worked on during stream last week, titled “Well Dweller”. Give it your sandwitch and run, Emil!

And today’s drawing stream will start in an hour, usual place (my Twitch) usual time, see you then. :3

Art is from my webcomic “Stand Still. Stay Silent”, you can read it ->right over here.<-