#AND IT HAS CONSUMED MY EVERY THOUGHT

[marstar13]

Saw these three on Pinterest and immediately thought of my favorite two idiots 👏😭

[ghostbunny-stims]

what is that? it’s the unknown!

🪞 🍫 🎭

[abyssyby]

photos -> beloved -> eating 📂 —

“sy, c’mere.” you say, tugging on his arm. he's shocked at how easily he allows himself to be led. he says it’s because it’s easier to let you take the lead, but really it’s never a battle he’d wanted to win.

once you got over the fear of him getting recognized, it was very simple for you to slip into the role of a clingy partner, dragging and begging him to come with you into different shops and try different things.

food, in particular.

he towers over you as you choose flavors for ice cream. he holds the nape of your shirt when you lean too close to the steam from boiling sweet potatoes. grounds you in place with his chin on your head and an arm over your chest while you nibble away at your newest snack.

revels in the endless strings of “try this”, “have some!”, “want a bite?”

and endures your twinkling starlight eyes when you blink up at him and his cup of boba tea, or his buttered corn, or his pita wrap, or his frog-shaped waffles on a stick (you chose the fishes). you dont have to do much because he melts every time, always allowing you the first bite. offering to switch the moment he sees you grimace at the flavor you chose.

your nose bumps into the warmth of his palm just as you take a bite of your fried banana wrap. he chides, “it’s hot.”

you give him a grateful smile and blow. his heart warms as you heed his warning.

and yet when you bite, it’s still hot. and the chuckle that bubbles out of his chest is otherworldly as your face scrunches up, and your mouth forms a little ‘o’ and you breathe out steam like a baby dragon.

he brushes the crumbs off your face with gentle fingers. he takes big bites of food you don’t enjoy that much and tiny ones off of food you do like but reluctantly offer him anyway.

he loves how your eyes widen when your dish is served at his restaurants, loves the little sounds you make while you savor the food. loves how you bring a fork up to his lips to share. loves the way you you lean into his hand when he wipes that little bit of sauce off your cheek.

he especially loves when you try to kiss him with sweet, candy colored lips.

or when you drink from a foamy coffee cup and grab his face for a smooch. he resists just that little bit to hear you whine or laugh, straining his neck to not be pulled down. but eventually does and you’re smearing the cream all over his upper lip too.

he chases your fingers with kisses as you’re smudging chocolate from your thumb to his cupid’s bow only to lick it away with your warm tongue.

the number of times he’s found himself dazed, blinking dreamily at you after you’ve touched him, kissed him, looked at him throws him off. but being bothered about how often he is left vulnerable in an open field marveling at your beauty is the least of his concerns.

not when you’re there, and he is here— and the moments you share stack upon each other one after another instead of trickling down like sand through an hourglass.

here, he is yours. here, he gets to stay. here, he gets to hold you, watch you, kiss you as much as you want him to. and he is so utterly besotted, it’s ridiculous.

but of course he must retaliate. winning or losing doesn’t matter when it comes to you, but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t at least show you that he is as worthy as an opponent as he is a lover.

the obscure gelato shop in a cobblestone square holds you both captive in the sleepy hours of the night. with only a few people coming in and out, you linger just by the door with your own fruit flavored gelato. happy with your choice, you cant help but think of Sylus’s flavor. Somehow his picks are always yummier.

and as if he hears your thoughts, he calls for you. “beloved, taste mine.”

you turn and your lips brush his. not quite a kiss yet, until he presses into you deep, sharp and heady. when he pulls away, your lips tingle from the cold and the electricity he leaves in his wake.

“got it?” his voice is low and careful as he watches you lick your lips.

light-headed, grasping at straws, you guess. “pomegranates?”

his fingers swipe over the corner of his mouth into a smirk. “unsure? want to try again?”

he goes for another kiss. worse, better. intoxicating, grounding. needy and helpless you’ve become. he breathes, “got it?”

you shake your head. damn him. dazed, an equally mischievous curve appears on your love-swollen lip. “one more. just to be sure.”

you tug on his arm, and he resists just that little bit to make you work for it. to make you giggle. to make you happy. you smile. lovingly fond, you huff, “come here.”

and he does. he forgets how to breathe, how words are formed and how muscles move for a millisecond, but he does. he always will.

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[chaichai-draws]

Sometimes a family is a put out Earth Kingdom Captain and his three teenaged bullies

Go Team Steam! I’m running out of chapters in @lovelyelbowleech ‘s fic War Crimes…

[my-castles-crumbling]

Reblog if James Potter

[fox-in-trash]

Saw @gigizetz warrior Penelope au and this is all I could think of, enjoy

[ghostbeam]

Mech pilot yuuta and his mech that’s incredibly possessive over him. He takes to you as a handler almost immediately, excited for the help after his last few handlers were scared off. You’re not allowed inside, your constantly dodging malfunctioning limbs and faulty wires, but you’re not one to back down, and gaining her trust is just as important as gaining his.

Rika only realizes how important you are to Yuuta the day after you spend the night with him, and he’s left alone in the morning with an empty bed and a broken heart. You’re his handler. You’re not supposed to leave him. Not ever.

She lures you into her chest one night, faking some sort of lighting malfunction and allowing you inside for the first time. She keeps you inside all night, enduring all your yelling and banging on her insides to be let out, a nice gift for Yuuta.

[skribbledarker]

zosan brainworm about them sharing clothes….

Zoro can’t fit into Sanji’s shirts cause his arms are too big and Sanji can’t fit into Zoro’s pants because his legs are too big. idk i just think thats hilarious

[lightningbig]

sorry twilight princess will always be eating holes in my brain. constantly and forever. I cannot ever be normal about it.

it's such a haunted game. you are a dead thing going through a dead world. you are something in between. you can go back but it will never be the same. you will never be the same. you are walking, constantly, through ghosts of what came before. you are exploring places long forgotten. you are the only one on this path because there is no one else that can walk it. you were just a farm boy. you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. right place at the wrong time? wrong place at the right time? you were just supposed to deliver a sword.

[im-trying-my-best-yall]

all i can think off is those fuckass old men and that fuck ass triangle

[ricky-mortis]

Going insane over my new hyperfixation

[lotstradamus]

Devil’s minion. Thoughts?

and prayers girl!

[jameslongforjimshortforgabriel]

sometimes I can still hear his voice... (ooh ooh ooh wah aaah ah oooh ooh ooh wah aaaaãäąah ooh ooh oh wah aaaAAAAAHHH)

[screwnames-ihatenames]

I love that theory thing where Apollo mostly acts the way he does, because he knows not being taken seriously is way safer then people knowing and remembering he is not only the only god with a connection to prophecy, he also regained godhood without any help, has a strong connection to mortals, is actually incredibly intelligent thanks to his domain of knowledge, and the fact that like he beat python as a mortal did I mention he hung over chaos?? I’m never dropping that guys he fucking hung over chaos

Also like he has humility????? Created camp half blood technically maybe???? And is the only god who has been turned completely mortal like. In general.

He’s actually really smart and scarily powerful cause the arts are already divine and that’s also his thing (that’s just a small tidbit of mine I like thinking about) but acting like he isn’t (and sometimes just being unwise cause his domain’s intellectuality not wisdom that’s Athena’s thing) is just better to do strategically. If your opponent thinks your incompetent they won’t treat as an equal which works in your favor, especially when you’re just well better than them.

[slacksterdidnothingwrong]

FIDDAUTHOR ANGST⁉️⁉️⁉️

Please I need them to have a good ending IHY BILL

[mangora]

I miss Beth and Leshawna’s friendship and Gwen and Leshawna’s friendship and I think Beth and Gwen should’ve been friends too. Gwen and Leshawna and the stray nerd they picked up off the street who bites people. Plus if Leshawna and Beth stayed friends it would’ve made Beth betraying her in Action by showing everyone the video of Leshawna shit-talking everyone off Courtney’s PDA so much more tragic. Bethshawna I miss you