#Live At The Palms

[star-anise]

I really wonder if trauma theorists who say things like "Humans are the only animal that will be in a fright state when physically safe" or "the rest of the animal kingdom doesn't get PTSD" have ever, like

Do you think they've actually ever met an animal?

[halflifebutawesome]

can u draw me a Tommy. I beg of you. I’m number 1 Tommy coolatta fan

a Tommy and his trusty steed JUST for you

[vintagehomecollection]

Private Palm Beach - Tropical Style, 1992

[cametotheshowinsd]

1989 WORLD TOUR | 13 iconic moments

[thesilicontribesman]

Anglo-Saxon Glass Palm Cup, 600 to 700 CE, Liverpool World Museum, Liverpool

The cup takes its name since the shape fits perfectly in the palm of the hand.

[fluentisonus]

[arc-hus]

Desert Palisades House, Palm Springs, USA - Woods + Dangaran

[haveihitanerve]

Jim Gordon has worked sooo hard to not reveal he knows Batman’s identity. But Batman being Batman, combined with Dick and Barbara now dating, just pushes him over the edge Batman: we’re not friends, Commissioner. Jim: Your son is dating my daughter, Bruce. I think we’re past friends Batman:…. Jim:…. Shit

[andallshallbewell]

[silusvesuius]

nnnnnnnnnnnnno maa'am

[eagleseyeobelisk2]

[pianokantzart]

Okay, a tiny character moment that I'm probably looking at too deeply but still means a whole lot to me is how quickly Luigi tries to stand back up after being thrown.

Like... you'd think he'd just kinda just lay there for a little bit? He's clearly dazed from the impact. You'd think the fear he feels in that instance would cause him to freeze, but he tries so hard to pull himself off the floor.

It's just something about the way his desire to live so greatly outshines his fear. He's not as brave as his brother, but he's never so scared that he can't find the strength to try and get back up.

[canisalbus]

💕Positivity prime time! Share five things you love about yourself, four things you're excited about, OR three people you care deeply about and why. Pass this along to someone whose posts make you smile💕

- It probably doesn't come through in English since it isn't my native language, but when it comes to speaking Finnish irl, I've been told I have a large vocabulary and I'm good at explaining things. I try to remember that whenever I'm feeling like an idiot.

- I have pretty good skin, I think. It's not too dry or oily and I don't get pimples often. I started using moisturizer regularly for the first time last winter and it's really nice how soft and smooth everything feels now.

- I'm reasonably good with houseplants. My personal favorite is my sago palm, but I also have accumulated lot of prayer plants and various euphorbias. I love cacti but never seem to be able to keep them alive for long, unfortunately.

- Apart from my face blindness and poor sense of direction, I have above average visual memory, or at least I strongly suspect that to be the case. It's fun. And useful.

- I've developed a liking for long, aimless walks and I think that's a positive thing. I've always been a homebody indoor person type of guy and I'm okay with that, but it's still good for you to get some fresh air and casual, no pressure exercise every once in a while. Soon it'll be winter again though and I'm not going to go outside for any longer than I have to when it's -20°C for weeks on end, but right now I'm enjoying wandering around more than I thought I would.

[vintagehomecollection]

With its bright upholstery, sisal rug, and colorful pillows, the library is a book lover's delight. The master bedroom, which overlooks the ocean, can be seen through the doorway.

Private Palm Beach - Tropical Style, 1992

[lennoraa]

[voonroo]

Palm Kisser (affectionate)

Simeon made it seem like a simple task to love you so much, and devote himself to you and only you. He hardly ever shied away from your affections, instead openly adjusting and welcoming them in split seconds. He did partake in creating his own way of showing his love for you as well, though, not only with words but also his actions.

The man is truly an angel. A darling of a partner, always able to make his love for you significantly known. Then again, it wouldn't be hard to miss his love-filled stare with him right in front of you, crouched down on one knee and bowing his head to place a delicate kiss on the back of your hand. His eyes pierce you as he looks up at you, both of his hands holding yours while your other rests on his head, in his hair. He continues giving kiss after kiss to your hand. One may think of the look in his eyes as lustful, but it is of pure devotion, unspoken promises, and praise.

He turned your hand over, placing a soft kiss on the palm of your hand, his eyes never leaving yours as he did. A beat of silence follows before his eyes trail down your arm and he lets out a quiet sigh. His eyelids fluttered closed briefly before flickering back open and darting to you again.

"Are you alright, Simeon?" Your voice fills the empty room with a quiet sense of sincerity.

"Hmm?" His gaze never left yours as he gave a quiet hum. He tilts his head ever so slightly as if he didn't hear you, nudging your hand against his face during the process before giving an answer. "I would say I'm quite alright." He responds with that boyish smile of his. At times it's easy to forget just how long your lover has truly lived for, but he's so young-spirited that you can't even tell. And quite frankly, you couldn't care either.

"Just checking." You whisper as your gaze matches his in showing affection for one another. A smile graces your face. As your lips turn up in a smile, so does Simeon's.

"I don't know how I could not be alright when I have someone like you standing in front of me, and loving me as well." He lets out a breathy chuckle. His eyes leave yours to look at your hand in his. Only thinking for a split second, he closes his eyes as he kisses your palm yet again. The sensation sends butterflies loose in your stomach as a faint blush coats your cheeks at your lover's display of affection.

"Oh please, Simeon you're-" You let out a quiet chuckle of your own looking away and ignoring the warmth dusting your face and the light feeling in your stomach.

"Oh, I'm what?" He's looking back up at you again. Half-lidded eyes searching yours, a small love-sick smile adorning his features. His hand trails up, gently holding your wrist, he leans forward and- without his eyes leaving yours, he places a kiss to your wrist. He moves back, his hand still holding onto you as he patiently waits for your reply.

Feeling light shivers crawl up your spine, you stiffen your back for a brief moment. "You're making me flustered..." Your expression matches his, a love-sick grin on your face.

"Would you like me to stop?" He looks at you, gauging your reaction. If you wanted him to stop then he would. But the look he was giving you made you think he already knew your answer.

You let out a sigh through your nose, exhaling slowly. "No... Not really." You wore a mock guilty look, he wouldn't shame you for anything and you knew that. That's why you can be so honest and calm around him. He doesn't mind, all he cares about is making you happy.

"Well then," He stood up from his position, his hand never leaving yours. Raising his free hand, he grazes your face, holding you gently as his thumb slowly moves across your skin. He's close, his lips almost touching yours. Never once did he break eye contact. "just let me know when to stop." He spoke with a kind smile, resting his forehead against yours.

Then, he kissed you. And he took his time doing so.

I suck at writing kiss scenes

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