#embrance

[marejadilla]

Denis Sarazhin, “Weightless”, oil on canvas, 2018. Was Born in Nikopol, Ukraine in 1982.

[love-is-a-pearl]

people love to bitch on BW, but gosh, does it set up Ash's need to get strong in Kalos (to a fault) nicely. Like, there's plenty of moments we can see that the Cameron loss did affect him.

Is interesting how you can even see the essence of "Kalos Ash" in those key moments.

I really wish people tried to understand what BW symbolizes for Ash's growth cause man, I really enjoy the arc he goes throught post DP

[golmorehotgirl]

"you look lonely..."

[junkiefox]

I need more fics where Liam looks at Theo and thinks "oh, I could make him worst"

[whumpberry-cookie]

When Villain finally confronts the Heroes, he brings Whumpee with him.

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(V:) "Here. He's no longer fun. You can have this" he leads Whumpee by arm. Whumpee is free, without any restrains. He just obediently follows.

Heroes see that there is no light in his eyes. He stands in front of them, waiting for more orders.

(H:) "What did you do to him?"

(V:) "Oh, he's no longer there. Interpret it as you please."

Months pass and they still can't tell if Whumpee's conciousness is still somewhere there.

Did Villain use some kind of magic to rip Whumpee's conciousness out of his body? Is he still in it, but so traumatised that he shut down completly? Or this body is an empty shell and real Whumpee inside it is no longer alive?

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[cienie-isengardu]

[vixlenxe]

Tiffanie: Calls Sakura a child

Also Tiffanie: Anytime she successfully does a pictomancer thing, she goes 'YIPPEE!!!'

[auburniivenus]

       the  quiet  of  the  night  leaves  thoughts  to  wander  ,  ears  listening  ever  so  carefully   for  her  steady  breathing  in  the  other  room.  he  was.  .  . antsy.  each  night  ,  as  he  had  claimed  the  couch  for  better  or  for  worse  ,  his  own  thoughts  had  bombarded  him  continuously   ,  as  if  they  were  laughing  at  his  demise  of  being  in  such  a  position.  linked  ,   bound   to  someone  he  finds  himself  struggling  to  submit.  morals  ;  what  pesky  things  they  were.   a  huff  is  given  and  body  rises  ,  quiet  with  each  step  to  trail  to  the  room  in  which  she  laid.

       at  first  ,  he  simply  observes  ,  almost  idolizing   the  sight  before  him.  he  had  already  admitted  his  attraction  once  ,  and  even  now  does  he  find  such  an  odd  admiration   residing  in  his  gaze  upon  her.  light  as  feather  does  he  pull  himself  towards  the  bed  ,  and  soon  ,  slipping  onto  it.  soft  shhh   sounds  escape  as  he  lays  on  top  of  the  blanket  next  to  her  ,  digits  finding  her  own  to  curl  them  together.        ❛  do  not  freak  out.  ❜       a  whisper  as  he  inches  closer  ,  eyes  already  drawing  a  bit  heavy.        ❛  the  couch  hurts  to  sleep  on.  ❜

I'VE   SEEN   THE   DEVIL   MORE   THAN   I'VE   SEEN   GOD.   In   the   dim-lit   arbors   of   repose,   she   slumbered,   ensconced   in   her   downy   abode,   surrounded   by   dreams   and   the   lambent   tendrils   of   somnolence.   A   chiaroscuro   embroidery   dabbled   her   facial   features   with   the   argent   beams   of   Diana's   lantern,   filtering   through   diaphanous   curtains   that   uttered   secret   tales   to   the   zephyrs.

Silent   as   a   wraith,   he   glided   into   the   chamber,   seduced   by   the   hypnotizing   lure   of   that   tender   scene.   He   came   unto   her   prostrate   form   upon   the   slumberous   pallet.   His   fingertips   reached   ætherward,   finding   succor   in   the   foil-crowned   orchid   of   Orihime's   hand.   As   their   digits   entwined   like   passionate   sphinxes   in   a   perennial   dance,   the   spellbound   connection   stirred   and   uncoiled.   The   fragments   of   dream-bestrewn   moments   parted   to   reveal   Aesma's   incarnadined   countenance   looming   over   her   like   the   impish   Pantheon   habituated   to   embracing   lovers.

As   consciousness   shimmered   through   the   depths   of   umbrageous   orbs   not   yet   fully   emerged   from   Morpheus'   realm,   a   becalming   warmth   engulfed   her   –   a   solace   amidst   Elysian   dreams   now   woven   with   reality.   Drawing   closer   to   him   as   if   guided   by   an   apiarist's   diligence   toward   nectar-rich   blossoms   and   pollen-laden   anthers,   she   sought   refuge   in   his   embrace.   “You’re   warmer   than   I   thought.”   A   somnolent   gentle   timbre   uttered   as   delicate   arms   clasped   around   him.

[poly-star-trio]

i am so sane about smg4 rn BUT I CANT POST ART BC PEOPLE WILL THINK IM CRINGE

BE CRINGE, BE FREE! POST ALL THE SMG4 ART YOU WANT I WOULD LOVE TO SEE IT

[marejadilla]

Nick Alm, "Two lovers (Pablo & Francesca)", 2013, oil painting. B. 1985 Stockholm, Sweden.

[lwieserce]

WELL i am endlessly full of love and ready to burst at the seams in some convos i have with people and to me it is very obvious but it feels like this forbidden barrier i cannot cross. Okay. You will never love talking to me as much as i love talking to you. Whatevrr. Or you will never tell me

[riodoesstuff]

you know what

this post is also about GLADoS, CHEERS!

I want to flirt with them so hard that they bluescreen

[soobinsonly1bf]

comfortable pleasure

(bf!soobin x gn!reader)

really short + not even really smut, just a bit of grinding and true love!! (so fluff, but in a little bit of smutty way, i suppose?)

you were laying on the couch, some random movie playing in the background. you were mostly focused on the feeling of your boyfriend against you. his legs interwined with yours, his fingers softly caressing small circles on your back.

it felt so right, his thigh in between your legs didn't even feel dirty anymore. just comfortable. his presence, his touch, his tone. soobin was the closest to home a person could be.

you didn't even realize when your hips started moving, grinding lazily against his thigh. soobin just took your hand in his, interwining your fingers and planting a gentle kiss on your forehead.

you smiled, your hand now making its way to the growing bulge on his sweatpants. "leave it be, you don't gotta do anything." he said, his voice alone a real bandage for your soul, just as always.

you just kissed his shoulder, putting a hand over his bulge and gently palming it, letting him softly grind against your hand. your hips still moved against his thigh, slowly but with just enough pressure to make you feel good.

both of you didn't care about getting anywhere with it, just enjoying the comfortable pleasure and your warm embrances. you loved each other, truly and deeply.

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yeah, i havent been there for like eight months and this is what i come back with... sorry guys </3

[mochiwonz]

━ while you were sleeping, i fell in love

content | fem!reader x boyfriend!jay , fluff & comfort !!! , a lot of skinship (hugging, touching face, kisses etc) , jay is smitten and so is reader :3 , reader calls jay "jjongie" and jay calls reader "y/nnie" and other pet names , reader is shorter than jay

word count | 1.8k

note | this was inspired by my favorite song ever while you were sleeping by laufey !! this is a very comforting fic and i hope you enjoy it <33

Finally, it was Friday evening, the night you've been waiting for since the start of the week. Why were Friday evenings so important to you? Well because those were the nights you spent with your lovely boyfriend, jay. Or as you'd call him, jjongie.

You guys made it a tradition to have sleepovers every Friday night. It was for fun at first, but now its turned into an actual tradition. But frankly, you both don't mind. You'd accept any extra time you could to be in each other's presence.

Arriving at his place, you knock on the door and wait for him to open it. God, you've missed him so much. You both have been so busy with your own things, college for you and work for him.

And there he was - your beautiful boyfriend, smiling so fondly at you when he notices that you came in your cute silk pajamas.

"hey my pretty girlll, come inside" he tells you while taking your bag off of your shoulder and kissing the top of your head. He truly missed you so much, he couldn't wait to spend the rest of tonight with you - his beautiful girlfriend.

Entering his apartment, you're instantly met with the scent of clean laundry, vanilla, and some sort-of food. The lights are dim, a warm yellow, and it reminded you just how much you missed his apartment, too.

"missed you so much jjongie" you sigh when he brings you into his embrance, his head resting on top of yours and arms wrapped around your waist.

"i know baby, missed u too my love. let's eat, yeah? then we can cuddle my love" he tells you in a soft voice.

Agreeing, you follow him to the island in his kitchen where the food is laid out. And oh my god, how you love this man. You smile at him when you notice that he got you your favorite food, your favorite drink, and lit a candle, too. You could never ask for a better boyfriend, jay was really the best.

"oh my fucking god jay I could kiss you right now." you say while still smling at him. Instead of using words to respond, he picks you up as if you're as light as a feather and gives you a peck on the lips.

"there's your kiss my y/nnie, now let's eat before the food gets cold, yeah?" he says as he walks over to slide out a chair for you to sit on.

How did you even find such a gentleman?? Anyways, you both get lost in conversation, talking about your weeks and how much you've missed each other. Eating yummy food and talking with your favorite person in the whole entire world, you felt so so happy right now.

It was now time for what you've been waiting for the whole week, cuddles. Honestly, you've been cuddled by your bestfriend but nothing compares to his cuddles. He's like your own teddy bear. You can't even explain how much comfort his cuddles provide you. Jay also feels the same way, he always feels immediately better once you're near him or hugging him. Doing anything with you is like instant comfort and happiness to him.

One could say you're both crazy in love with eachother, and that would be 110% true! After making yourself a warm cup of tea, you wait for jay on the couch. Looking back up, your eyes are blessed with a jay in cute white pajamas. How could a grown man be so fucking cute?? You'll never know.

Walking over to you, he explains "wanted to get comfy, couldn't be cuddling you in jeans and a polo"

"you're so cute my jjongie" you tell him as he lays down on the couch and signals for you to lay on top of him.

He moves his arms onto your back so they're hugging you and instantly, your body feels so much more relaxed. You can hear his heartbeat and he can hear yours, and you love it. You love intimate moments with jay, they hold such a special place in your heart.

Jay starts moving his hand up and down your back, and you look up at him. You quickly give him a peck on his nose, one of your favorite features of his. He looks down at you and smiles fondly, you swear you saw hearts in his eyes. Gently, he brings your forehead closer to his lips and kisses it. You close your eyes at the contact, feeling as if you're in heaven.

After about 20 minutes, you feel jay's hand stop moving. You look up at face and - he's asleep.

Wow, he looks so peaceful and absolutely unreal. Of course, you take this time to admire his beauty. His beautiful eyelashes, glowing skin, sharp nose, cute lips, and the birthmark on his neck are all so beautiful. You bring your hand up to his face and softly caress the warm skin. You bring your other hand to his hair to brush through it. Even his hair is pretty, it's so luscious and shiny. Plus, it smells so good. You smile sweetly at him and give him a peck on his lips. You can't help but admire him everytime that you get the chance, he's your beautiful jjongie.

Finally, it was Friday evening, the night you've been waiting for since the start of the week. Why were Friday evenings so important to you? Well because those were the nights you spent with your lovely boyfriend, jay. Or as you'd call him, jjongie.

You guys made it a tradition to have "sleepovers" every Friday night. It was for fun at first, but now its turned into an actual tradition. But frankly, you both don't mind. You'd accept any extra time you could to be in each other's presence.

Arriving at his place, you knock on the door and wait for him to open it. God, you've missed him so much. His voice, his beautiful face, his presence - everything. You both have been so busy with your own things, college for you and work for him.

Snapping you out of your thoughts, there he was - your beautiful boyfriend, smiling so fondly at you when he notices that you came in your cute silk pajamas.

"hey my pretty girl in her pretty pajamas, come inside" he says while taking your bag off of your shoulder and kissing the top of your head. He truly missed you so much, he couldn't wait to spend the rest of tonight with you - his beautiful girlfriend.

"missed you so much jjongie" you sigh when he brings you into his embrance. Nobody could ever compare to him. Nobody, ever.

"i know baby, missed u too my love. let's eat, yeah? then we can cuddle." he tells you in a soft voice.

Agreeing, you follow him to the island in his kitchen where the food is laid out. And oh my god, how you love this man. You smile at him when you notice that he got you your favorite food, your favorite drink, and lit a candle, too. You could never ask for a better boyfriend, jay was really the best.

"oh my fucking god jay I could kiss you right now." you say while still smling at him. Instead of using words to respond, he picks you up and gives you a peck on the lips.

"there's your kiss my y/nnie, now let's eat before the food gets cold, yeah?" he says as he walks over to slide out a chair for you to sit on.

How did you even find such a gentleman?? Anyways, you both get lost in conversation, talking about your weeks and how much you've missed each other. Eating yummy food and talking with your favorite person in the whole entire world, you felt so so happy right now.

It was now time for what you've been waiting for the whole week, cuddles. Honestly, you've been cuddled by your bestfriend but nothing compares to his cuddles. He's like your own teddy bear. You can't even explain how much comfort his cuddles provide you. Jay also feels the same way, he always feels immediately better once you're near him or hugging him. Doing anything with you is like instant comfort and happiness to him.

One could say you're both crazy in love with eachother, and that would be 110% true! After making yourself a warm cup of tea, you wait for jay on the couch. Looking back up, your eyes are blessed with a jay in cute white pajamas. How could a grown man be so fucking cute?? You'll never know.

Walking over to you, he explains "wanted to get comfy, couldn't be cuddling you in jeans and a polo"

"you're so cute my jjongie" you tell him as he lays down on the couch and signals for you to lay on top of him.

He moves his arms onto your back so they're hugging you and instantly, your body feels so much more relaxed. You can hear his heartbeat and he can hear yours, and you love it. You love intimate moments with jay, they hold such a special place in your heart.

Jay starts moving his hand up and down your back, and you look up at him. You quickly give him a peck on his nose, one of your favorite features of his. He looks down at you and smiles fondly, you swear you saw hearts in his eyes. Gently, he brings your forehead closer to his lips and kisses it. You close your eyes at the contact, feeling as if you're in heaven.

After about 20 minutes, you feel jay's hand stop moving. You look up at face and - he's asleep.

And wow, he looks so peaceful and absolutely unreal. Reminiscent of a painting. Of course, you take this time to admire his beauty. His beautiful eyelashes, glowing skin, sharp nose, cute lips, and the birthmark on his neck are all so beautiful. You bring your hand up to his face and softly caress the warm skin. You bring your other hand to his hair to brush through it. Even his hair is pretty, it's so luscious and shiny. Plus, it smells so good. You smile sweetly at him and give him a peck on his lips.

You can't help but admire him everytime that you get the chance, he's just too beautiful.

"my jjongie, you're so unreal. i love you so much my beautiful boy. always." you whisper, not caring if he hears or not. You just need to say it.

You realize that you're falling in love with this man all over again- while he's asleep. And frankly, you could probably fall in love with this man a million more times.

jay is totally bias wrecking me rn but he has suuchhh a comforting aura. i love this man so much <3 pls reblog if you enjoyed > < you can check out my other work here

[anxietyinperson]

PRAISE THE ALPHABET ! \ o /

[Image description: An infographic. There is a picture of a billboard which reads, "What are your kids really learning in school?" The text is arranged next to a cartoon woman with purple hair and a face mask, standing in front of the Daniel Quasar's Pride flag. The rest of the text in the infographic has been edited over as a series of bullet points. Full text is below.]

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What are your kids REALLY learning in school?

probably math still

s. e. hinton's novel, "the outsiders"

definitely not enough about colonialism

apparently not phonics

probably at least one shakespeare

the assassination of franz ferdinand

their teacher is gay and trans now

[shizunitis]

maybe binghe didn’t fall into shizun’s embrance on purpose. have we considered that shizun was just so beautiful it short-circuited his brain? methinks an apology is in order