#Just a happy little coincidence

[waifu-napoleon]

[gynandromorph]

I've started following the idletry tag since I finally came up with a title that's search engine optimized--

[myokk]

She hears him calling her name as she flees down the spiral staircase, almost tripping over her feet in her rush to get away from him, but he catches up quickly, reaching out to grab her arm in an attempt to slow her down. She stops running immediately - she supposes her traitorous body wants to see what he has to say, or maybe it just wants to bask in his intoxicating proximity. He crowds her space, and she sees that unfamiliar look in his eyes again. So very different from the cold disdain she had seen the last time she had been this close to him, during the argument that had ended their friendship.

Oh, Merlin, he's getting closer to her, and she can now clearly see the freckles dusting his cheeks and nose and forehead and then before she knows it, his hand is sliding up her arm, leaving goosebumps everywhere he touches and then he's caressing her jaw with his rough thumb and he pauses. Her eyelids flutter closed as her head tilts towards him - she couldn't stop herself even if she wanted to (what does she want?). She can feel his warm breath ghosting over her lips and she has the improbable, ridiculous thought - how is he remembering to breathe? - before he speaks. His lips brush against hers with every soft word and a deep shiver runs through her body.

"I," she hears him say, his voice so, so low, "haven't been able to think since last week."

That's all she needs to hear, the brush of his bottom lip against hers all she needs to feel, to push her into closing what minuscule distance there is between them and then his lips are on hers and it's better than anything she's been imagining. His mouth is soft against hers, insistent, and her hands go up to grip the collar of his plaid jacket to make sure he doesn't go away or disappear on her.

from my oneshot💘

[funishment-time]

took me FAR too long to realize (i.e. literally not until now) that the reason AI Chiaki is also the Ultimate Gamer is not just because the OG Chiaki was, but also because the NWP was intended as a game of collecting Hope Fragments even in-universe. of course the Ultimate Gamer would know how to subtly guide the participants in the right direction. i am a Dope

[lloydfrontera]

anise and damian being the only ones to consistently see through rakiel's bullshit lmao

[storiesofaot]

I was scrolling through my saved AOT fanart pics...and when I stopped scrolling right in between these two pics, it kind of looks like Armin is pointing at Annie, isn't it? 🤭

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

fleabag "this is a love story" voice: this is about suicide

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[mothhue]

@purplemageddom love your guy... the ringo

(Hope you don't mind fanart! Sorry if I got some parts wrong)

Beware silly doodles under cut I warned you

The important question... can they cowboy

[kyouka-supremacy]

Today was a good day :)

[heartstringsduet]

Have you ever gotten comments analyzing your story and making you feel very stupid because so little of what someone interpreted was intentional?

[theheadlessgroom]

@beatingheart-bride

"Oddly enough, no," Dorian admitted, as he helped himself to a cup of tea, giving it a cursory blow to cool it down before he took a sip, saying, "I thought I would be, especially as we come down to the wire, but...I just can't say that I am. Call me an optimist, but...I just have a feeling that there's nothing to worry about."

All throughout these weeks of planning, of playing at being the happy couple with Emily, of scheming behind their families backs, of all the preparations being made, he was waiting for the proverbial shoe to drop, for the nervousness to kick in...and yet, it never did. He felt strangely calm about the proceedings, like something in his bones assured him that everything was going to be alright, and he was inclined to believe that. After all, Nicholas had been removed from the picture entirely, all of New Orleans was eating up everything they'd seen and heard about the young couple, and both their families were none the wiser to the plan. Everything was going off without a hitch, and he was glad for it.

That being said, he didn't miss the way Emily fidgeted with her sleeve, and he knew she wasn't feeling quite as calm as he was. Setting down his cup, he asked her gently, "I...take it you don't feel the same?" Perhaps if they talked it out together, she'd feel a bit better?

[odetolovers]

explodes explodes EXPLODES /POS

[princegeist]

hehe he is just. a little guy. a creature. over 7 feet tall. little dude. always hungry. aching with an insatiable void inside him that threatens to consume everything. and it's still never enough. it can never be enough. hehe scrunkly. my lil blorbo.

[ask-artsy-oncie]

Its just like. I just got my drive for animation back today of all days but I've committed to making a bunch of Valentines dolls and I have to finish them early enough so people can order them and have them *arrive* on Valentines Day and AUUUGH.

Just wish my brain worked properly. Yknow?

[sonnetsterlingwritesstuff]

You ever rewatch your canon material for a long form fic and do a little mwehehe when you find snippets and details that you hadn’t noticed before but tie in perfectly to the canon of your fic?

[jitterbugtakeonme]

during a trip to the city, i happened to pass by this gem. liberace performed here in 1984 and 1986.

heinz hall in pittsburgh