#I will carry you

[connecting-the-stars]

Character dynamics I apparently love:

Peeta and Obi-wan: loving the one person who actually see them and expects nothing in return, willing to build bridges as slowly as their loved one needs.

Falls first. It’s okay, the distance does not diminished my love.

Katniss and Cody: violently distrustful of the person who seems too kind that they rationalize it as a scheming act to lower their guard. Incredibly defensive to the person they haven’t fallen in love with quite yet.

Falls later, like a rock from a cliff. 10 to 1000. Terrifying level of devotion.

[verso-abstracto]

Oh I will carry you over

Fire and water for your love

And I will hold you closer

Hope your heart is strong enough

Through the Dark - One Direction

[whitedahlia13]

“We can’t keep pretending that what I am isn’t going to ruin everything,” she blurted out.

His eyes narrowed, but his tone was calm. “Don’t say that.”

“One of us has to.”

“No, neither of us has to because it isn’t true,” he snipped, then softened, taking both of her hands and sandwiching them between his. “Lydia, come on... You’ve been doing so well. We just have to keep up with your therapy, and it’ll get better. You’ll see.”

“And in the meantime, if I keep blacking out?”

“Then I’ll keep looking for you. I’ll look for you every night if I have to. And I’ll find you too. I will always find you,” he emphasized.

“Stiles, we have to be realistic.”

“We are. We’re doing the best we can with the hand we’ve been dealt.”

“But that’s just it. This is my problem. It doesn’t have to be yours too.”

He withdrew from her, insult splattered across his face. “After everything we’ve been through, everything we are to each other... How can you say that to me?”

She reached for him but let her hands drop to her lap when he began pacing. She remembers how the small space only allowed uncomfortably short strides for his long legs, making the room seem more like a cage.

“I’m trying to give you a way out of this.”

Read more: ao3 & ffnet

[jackkatzz]

@solunest

New Crow Time 🐦‍⬛🦊🌟

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:

15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.

None of the hijackers were from Iraq.

None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.

None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.

[arcane-gold]

the inquisitor has far too much on his plate these days

[brotato-chibs]

they go flying 💨🍃

[bacchuschucklefuck]

no more fan-ta-sizing about it! everything's already changed~

[rafey-baby]

This is literally mean older!rafe who refers to himself as daddy and makes sensitive!reader sit on his lap because she’s a restless crybaby who needs his attention 24/7 or else her pouting and whining is going to piss him off even if he can't help but get hard whenever she cries.

“Just stay still and pretty right there, yeah?” He murmurs into her ear when she rests her head on his shoulder and wraps her smaller arms around his firm abdomen as he goes over some business contracts.

He’d harshly smack her ass whenever she’d so much as wriggle her hips on top of him, which makes her jump and let out a faint whimper every single time.

“What did I just tell you? Don’t wanna make Daddy upset with you, do you?” He scolds her when she tries to adjust her position once more because she's aching at this point.

“No! No! Sorry, I just…”

“You just what?” His question comes off as mocking.

“You’re being mean,” she frowns.

“I’m being mean? Even if I’m letting you sit in my lap and voluntarily listening to your annoying whining? You don’t see me complainig, do you? Why don’t you go to the bedroom and sit there alone then, hm?" His words are coarse; her eyes turning watery at the notion of him being mad at her.

“No, that’s not what I meant…don’t wanna be alone,” her voice is muffled against his neck as she sniffles.

"Why are you crying?" His tone is patronizing, yet the calloused fingertips smoothing through her hair tender.

"Cause I made you upset," her forlorn mumbling makes him soften some as he lets out a deep sigh at the thought of her teary eyes dampening his shirt.

"You wanna make me feel better?" He questions with an almost gentle rasp.

"Mhm," she eagerly nods against the side of his head and tightens her hold around him.

“Why don’t you shut that dumb mouth then and stop moving around so much and let Daddy focus, yeah?”

Finally, she listens; not daring to shift an inch anymore. Even if she can feel the obvious bulge in his pants pressing against her puffy clit and making her soak through her panties as her cunt throbs at the prospect of him rewarding her later for being good…

read another part to this here!

[hotcinnamonsunset]

🎣lure me in, baby!

[floccinaucinihilipilificationa]

[moonlightperseus]

no tumblr i can't unfollow that beloved mutual who hasn't posted in years, what if they suddenly decide to come back out of the blue

[homoquartz]

we're in a bit of a rush here

(ko-fi)

[poobirdy]

xin mo did not become the demonic op sword of all three realms for this!!! for @kawouwu who asked for binggeyuan sillies! thank you for your donation to svsss' gotcha 4 gaza!

[peanuttoffee]

i sorta kinda waited for a reason to post this, and today seems to be perfectly reasonable :D

[waddiwasu-sonic]

What can I say, I'm a sucker for domesticity, didya guess? Pfft, that's like... BASICALLY 99% OF MY ART Anyway reminder I'm way more active on my twitter! mwuah~