#and then i found it in my drafts

[impossiblesuitcase]

need more points or ideas of romantic things you think our emperor would do for his beloved cyborg!!

If she's sitting down and he wants to tell her something, he comes up behind her, leans down and wraps his arms around her neck so their faces are close.

He brings her tea and coffee during the day even though that's Nainsi's job, just so he can check up on her.

Whenever she's self-deprecating, he says "hey, that's my wife you're talking about. Don't be rude!"

Picks out outfits and jewellery for her that he thinks will look nice. She loves it because she doesn't have to think about what will match or look good as that's not her skill set.

Asks her to tell him all about whatever mechanical task she's tackling today. He doesn't understand a word of it. But he loves hearing her speak passionately (and it's hilarious how in canon he finds it "weirdly attractive". Yes Kai, it is weird 🤣).

He genuinely thinks she looks beautiful 24/7, all dressed up or a total slob, and he says this to her one time and she says, "you're just saying that." So he goes out of his way to compliment her regularly and if she brushes it off he follows up with, "is your lie detector flashing?" Sometimes she jokingly lies and says it is (it never is, he never lies to her), so he says "my Cinder lie detector is flashing."

[muttmoxley]

sometimes im like "wow holy shit im being really fucking annoying. i should stop talking" and then i pull out my magic 8 ball and it says "youve always been annoying and your friends chose to talk you anyways. youll be fine" and im like wow thanks magic 8 ball. and then the ogre attacks me

[krafterwrites]

Yo mama so inactive she deactivated

[moonstoast]

yes & no by natalie wee

[posallys]

percy when someone asks who's the head councilor of the poseidon cabin

[lostinmycolor]

his touches are gentle. he's a strong man, a lot stronger than you. he could easily toss you around like a ragdoll, squeeze you, spank you. he does sometimes, when you beg so nicely with that sweet voice of yours. because how could he ever say no to you? but most times, he's gentle. he prefers it that way. he handles you like you're made of porcelain, like you'll crumble in his hands if he's a little too rough

his voice is gentle too. it's deep, the timbre strong enough to reverberate through your bones. but he only speaks this softly around you. you deserve to be spoken to like this. you're such a good girl for him, he could never raise his voice at you, even if he were upset. he'd live with a guilty conscious for the rest of his life if he did that.

his breathing is heavy from sudden the absence of the friction as he stops to adjust your position, chest rising and falling vigorously as he wraps his fingers around one of your ankles, carefully lifting it over his shoulder, his free hand gently holding your other leg down against the mattress. you protest softly, wanting him to keep going, and he smiles fondly at the sound of your needy whine.

“i know sweetie, i know,” he says softly, soothingly rubbing your leg that’s now draped onto his shoulder before continuing his gentle ministrations, his hips lightly bumping against yours, the light sound of your bodies colliding joining the sound of your labored breathing and soft moans.

his touches are gentle, just like his love. his love is soft, gentle—quiet, but in a way that speaks volumes. his love is perfect, like when you hear a song that perks up your ears, or eat a food that you were craving for so long. it’s perfect, like when he angles his hips just right to hit that spot inside of you that makes your eyes rolls back, your back arch off the bed. it’s just what you need.

he leans down to wrap an arm around your torso, lifting you in a way that makes your lower abdomen touch his with every thrust, the warmth of his body closer against yours making your skin prickle, and you can’t help the way you instinctively push your hips up to meet his, every movement making the sensation more intense.

you’re perfect to him too, especially when you’re like this—pressing your thigh against his hip more firmly, writhing and mewling so sweetly under him as you feel yourself starting to tip over the edge, so close to falling into that abyss of bliss, closer to reaching the high you’re so desperately craving.

there’s really no love purer than his, you realize, as he gently grabs your face, making you look up at him, his fingers holding your jaw firmly but not enough to cause any type of discomfort. you realize it when he looks straight into your eyes as he spills into you, that final thrust he gives you enough to finally tip you over that edge, a soft “that’s my girl” leaving his lips as he watches you succumb to the pleasure. you realize it when he leans down to place the softest kiss against your lips, and you feel how his own lips curl into a tender smile as he does so.

there is and never will be a love purer than his.

[pinkiepig]

Would you love me if I rubbed my face all over your ribcage

[jaeger-tech]

Pacific Rim Dashboard Simulator

🙇‍♀️ alphamycherno Follow

i don't know about this "let's build a wall" thing like. where's the sexiness? the vibes? what's the point of war if we don't even have hot people in big fuckass robots anymore

🎴 coyote-t Follow

there are so many legitimate, important reasons to protest the wall of life, but whatever it takes i guess. sure. it's not fuckable enough

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🐉 exxxtraterrestrial Follow

happy kaiju blue monday!!

#happy kaiju blue monday

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🦅 ppdc-confessions

Anonymous asked:

I'm a janitor at the HK shatterdome and certain two german scientists should either fuck or finally kill each other at this point, I don't care. They're always in the lab no matter the time of day so I can't avoid them and so they try to get me (the janitor) to choose sides in their domestics!! I refuse to step in that lab again and involve myself in whatever the fuck they've got going on. They'll just have to clean that shit themselves

#this is the third confession about these scientists this week are you guys okay

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🍱 scissure

are we forgetting that PPDC is literally military like you people are not immune to propaganda

☠ buena-guy Follow

You are right. The kaiju are here to bring us to justice, there's no sense in fighting them. If you also feel like this, you can find out more on my blog ❤

🍱 scissure

SILENCE, CULTIST

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💃 shatterdo-me Follow

what if we kissed in the drift 🥺👉👈 and we were both girls 😳

#ok but for real what do you mean i have to go get into the MILITARY to become a JAEGER PILOT if i want to find my SOULMATE this is so fucked up #release the tech #for the gays

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[celebrimborium]

rings of power + central relationships*

*by gesture and touch

[ale-arro]

we will never achieve gender liberation without deconstructing amatonormativity. btw

[kevindavidday]

you guys don't understand how insane the sentence "why didn't they love her enough to keep her safe?" is coming from the protagonist of a series like all for the game. none of the foxes, even in their most delirious state, would have that expectation from the people who had betrayed them. jean is such a deeply genuine and emotional person, so different from the perspective neil provides, that it actually hurts more to know he had any hope at all for elodie's survival

[not-a-bumblebee]

[ohfallingdisco]

Jeremy Knox is an English major. He shows up at the airport to pick up a new team member in a bright red sweatshirt and golden shorts, with a yo-yo and wired earbuds. “A little honesty? That’s just a mite bit hecked up,” he tells this new team member. He’s captain of the second-best Exy team, and second only to a college run by the mob. He dyes his hair blond, then relaxes enough to let his roots grow out. He’s adopted a cardboard golden retriever, now a de facto member of the household. He likes ceramics class. When he takes his new housemate shopping, he’ll be damned if he puts him in black and red, but if that’s what he feels safest in, Jeremy would back his decision wholeheartedly.

Jeremy Knox is an English major. “Speaking of playing around,” he says, fishing out a board game—“shall we see what kind of trouble we can get into?”

[enthesea]

hey lol. shakes the bars of my cage. let me out i promise i wont do anything okay. shakes the bars more aggressively. lol why are you scared just let me out. lol

[sanctus-ingenium]

i run towards my own death / i run to live another day

[ghost-y-toast-y]