#I just wanted to share it

[cramorantfan]

[amys-books27]

"Moonshadow elves braid each others' hair as a sign of intimacy and affection"

Lain had a braid on, just like the one we see Rayla with in the first episodes, so I'll assume Tiadrin was the one who braid Lain's hair, and then to honor them and to honor Ethari, Rayla asked him to braid her hair the same way before going off to the mission with Runaan.

[mewtwobootleg]

Galatians 5:14-15

[14] For the whole law is fulfilled in one word: “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.” [15] But if you bite and devour one another, watch out that you are not consumed by one another.

Verse I like (:

[lovinkiri]

Till Death Do We Part — Upcoming Series

Warnings: (Minor and Major Character) Death, Death Mention, Gore, Violence, Sexual Harassment, Etc.

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You're a detective, well-known for solving all of your cases, marrying pro hero Dynamight, and a few other things. The two of you live a content life in a neat little gated community, safe from the dangers you both encounter in your work lives.

What happens when that content life of yours is interrupted by a virus that jumpstarts what can only be described as the zombie apocalypse? With everyone's quirks out of commission, how do the both of you plan to survive?

Or rather, will you?

[altruistic-meme]

–LVOE. by Atticus

reading some poetry and this is just. it makes me smile. i have no idea what the initial thoughts were writing it but i think of trans girls when i read it.

[barkhoffman]

finsub Strahm AU chapter 3 preview

Over time, Hoffman’s hand creeps higher. Higher. It’s too high when, surprisingly, it draws back…

…only for Hoffman to slide a hand into Strahm’s pocket and start to trail his fingers over his wallet.

He’s got it in his back pocket. It’s a bit of a squeeze for Hoffman to get his hand in there while he’s sitting, but he does, and he feels him trace it back and forth, back and forth. It makes Strahm’s head spin. He’s surprised to see Hoffman looking casual as ever while he does it, just keeping up with the conversation that Strahm can barely hear through the ringing in his ears.

God. Oh, god, Strahm is so glad he’s sitting down. His slacks are tight as hell, and he’s terrified to so much as shift in his seat, lest someone look at him the wrong way and notice what’s going on inside them. Hoffman’s not even speaking to him, but just the feeling of those broad fingers tracing over the edges of his wallet is enough to have Strahm nearly ready to burst.

And then, Hoffman mutters, “I could go for a couple shots.”

“What kind?” Strahm blurts out before he can stop himself.

Hoffman grins. “I’m thinkin’ tequila.”

“You’re such a fuckin’ alcoholic, Mark,” Matthews says. “Never heard ‘beer before liquor, never sicker’?”

“That’s a myth,” Strahm finds himself saying. Almost defensive of Hoffman, which is weird. “There’s no actual evidence that—”

Matthews groans and tilts his head back. “Whatever. Your funeral. Bet you’re all for top-shelf shit to get you fucked up, huh, fed?”

Back and forth. Hoffman’s fingers skim over Strahm’s wallet slowly, back and forth.

“...Actually, yeah, I am,” Strahm says. “Hoffman, you— you ever try Don Julio?”

Hoffman grins.

He pulls his hand out of Strahm’s pocket and raises it, waving over a waitress. “Hey, tequila time, boys and girls! Fed’s buying!”

With trembling hands, Strahm pulls his card out and passes it off to the waitress so she can start a tab.

[retrowaving1]

I had to conduct a job interview today and started considering what I should wear to look super professional and cool and stuff

I put on a suit. It's a white suit. It's a size or two bigger than it should be for a gnome like myself.

On the bright side, I spontaneously cosplayed Bob Dylan

(Phagahahaga lol he's just as frumpy and crumpled up)

Ultimately, I ended up conducting the interview in my pajamas.

She hires.

Would you be willing to go the interview she conducts?

[darkestwings-hellishsoul]

Taking the role of cheeseball boyfriend v seriously

[quanticowrites]

I know this is my writing blog but look at this drawing I'm currently working on! 😍

[whrethelightis]

01:23 a.m.

Sleep appears like an old friend to me. Like someone I don't know how to talk to anymore but want to come close and ask them questions, catch up with lost time.

I wonder why I need to be awake so late, when everything's dark, when there's no noise to distract me, when there's no evidence of the life surrounding me.

In my own company, I feel loneliness. In my own breathing, I hear death. I want to remember what it's like to close my eyes and not be afraid of the burst. I want to hold on to this moment for a little longer than my sleep, only so I can do what I want to do and not what I have to do.

I am tired of surviving, but every breath I take reminds me of the bravery of keeping my eyes open. I'm not ready for tomorrow to come, I'm not ready to let go of yesterday. But the sun raises up each morning And I let it pull me out of bed So effortlessly, like I'm not even there like it isn’t me, it isn’t me, it wasn’t me

[canislupus-13]

So. I was reading some of the fe4 script and Larcei's quote when her lover is dead at the end of the game was of course sad.

She says it's her fault because she wasn't strong enough...

At least it confirms my headcanon that she wants to be strong to protect the people around her and that if she and Julia were friends, which I like to think they would be, She'd probably blame herself for what happens to her too.

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The math just adds up!

[jekyll-hatepage]

I will forever be obsessing over Laios imaging himself as a wolf (a dangerous animal, and one that is [albeit falsely] associated with loneliness) and Marcille imagining him as a cute dog. It shows how negatively he thinks of himself after his fight with Shuro, and how even if he worries now that he's a nuisance to people/can't fit in, NOBODY PERCEIVES HIM THIS WAY. HE'S JUST A SILLY GUY. MARCILLE ASSOCIATES HIM WITH THE DOG BECAUSE HE'S LOYAL AND LOVEABLE.

[lemongogo]

life of regret

[askfordoodles]

btw, just putting it out there that my hope for the Helluva Boss endgame is Stolas abdicating his Royal title and privileges and going to live with Blitzø and working for IMP as their accountant.

Clearly, they have a lot of paperwork that they currently push onto one of their assassins (Full Moon) and Stolas has been established as a nerd who loves reading loads of boring paperwork (Oops).

It would also tie in nicely with the conversation they had as kids (The Circus), and make it serve as very cute if on-the-nose foreshadowing.