#go at it with passion! (IC)

[gautierprotectionsquad]

Yuri On Ice will always be iconic for coming at the perfect time to completely fuck up the 2016 anime awards

[redwylde]

Forcing my two ultimate faves to interact by thinking about how Silver would definitely be interested in biology and the natural sciences because many original ecosystems wouldn't have been able to survive in a world dominated by fire.

In the future he was very interested in history and had to rely on books to learn about anything that came before, but whilst visiting the past he explores and follows field guides in his free time because now he can experience it all for real. Enter Knuckles, who is the most qualified person he knows to teach Silver all about the unique biomes of the world.

At first it just starts out as Silver visiting Angel Island every so often to ask questions and compare notes in his field guide with what Knuckles has seen, which Knuckles enjoys. An excuse to talk about his adventures with a genuinely interested party and they end up bonding really quickly over it. Until Knuckles gets tired of talking about books (and not all of them are correct) so he says fuck it, you can't learn everything from a book and starts taking Silver on forays into the world and shows him everything he dreams to see - ruins reclaimed by nature, entire ecosystems existing on a single type of tree, underwater worlds hidden by algae and sediment.

[outlying-hyppocrate]

i've gone to the tea shop at least twice a week since the end of february. how do i stop this. my money is going down the drain.

[msrobinnewmanrp]

Robin was currently stationed at her marine base in the New World. Her boss thankfully hadn't been too upset that Robin had come back without arresting anyone, because of Moria's reputation as a Warlord. It made Robin's next part of the plan all the easier. Making sure that no one was watching, Robin picked up the receiver of her Den Den Mushi. It was a private line that only went to one place- the Den Den Mushi currently in Perona's possession. @twopieceworld

[yuzu-all-the-way]

I love figure skating

I'm not sure what sport the ISU is currently associated with, but it's not figure skating

[paradisloth]

tag dump.

[tierra-paldeana]

He looked her dead in the eyes for a few long moments before suddenly jumping into an excited little spiel. "Okay! Great! You have made a verrry smart decision choosing the Battle Subway as your destination! It is a LOT more fun than the Battle Maison!" Please don't let Evelyn hear him saying that.

"Because in addition to battling we also have trains! And there are some claw machines in the station lobby if that interests you. But I still think the trains are the best part! Aside from the battling, I mean. The trains and the battling are of equal importance."

Poor Rika, she's been met with such a terrible fate. Though the pair of brothers were equally insistent when it came to people visiting their facility, Emmet had a tendency to be a little less polite about it. He just got too excited- especially when Ingo wasn't there to try to calm him down.

☠🌏– Although the Subway Masters' attitude caught her off guard at first (judging by the way he and his brother dressed, she had come to expect... definitely not this kind of personality, for some reason), she quickly grew into it - if there's any type of person she's more than happy to meet and get to know, that was anyone who felt a passion for their profession as well as Pokémon Battles.

Not to mention she had a soft spot for people older than her expressing such child-like wonder and excitement... it was reassuring, in a way. Perhaps someone else would've found it overbearing, but she's very happy he's excited to have her on board.

''Nahaha! Really now! It's true that the Maison's closer to Paldea, but I had it due to visit Unova more closely after landin' in Blueberry Academy some time back, so that can wait. So, the battles take place IN the trains, yeah? I've never seen anythin' like it, that's mighty intriguin'!''

Of course, she's pumped up about getting to try her luck at the Subway, but... the mention of the claw machines also grabs her interest. Oh, she's very tempted to ask him if they had plushes in those machines, but... No, Rika, you're discussing 'business' with him, you wouldn't want to give him a weird impression right off the bat?! So she just nodded, hands in her pockets.

''Yer brother's talked to me a bit 'bout how the Subway operates, but I never knew 'bout the claw machines! Personally I wouldn't mind a refresher, n' if you can tell me anythin' else that might be of interest for us, feel free to fire away, nahah!''

Oh. Oh wait. Oops.

''Ah, dang it, I almost forgot...! I'm Rika, secretary and member of the Elite Four of Paldea. It's a pleasure to meet'cha, Emmet! Good ol' Rika can't wait to visit ya two over there sometime!''

[hazardous-who]

Gonna throw you guys some bones throughout the day in the form of snippets from sone of my growing-out-of-control fics that aren't totally refined / I'm not sure if or when I'll finish. I'll probably put up a poll or something afterwards, so keep an eye out ✌️

[enchanted-lightning-aes]

Currently haunted by my SamxBucky Barbie and the Magic of Pegasus AU. Sam as headstrong princess Annika and Bucky as sardonic blacksmith Aidan. Both getting on the wrong foot by their first encounter. Bucky nearly walking out until Sam says he made a mistake, wanting a second chance. To save his family and the kingdom's people that's been turned to stone. Then Bucky turning around after hearing how those words hit hard. Seeing the guilt in Sam's eyes, finding an unexpected kindred soul in him. Craving for a way to amend the mistakes he's made too. (This gifset as reference.) Joining him on his journey to build a Wand of Light, gathered by a measure of courage, a ring of love, and a gem of ice.

And when they part ways, Sam gets nearly killed from a pile of snow toppling down on him. Bucky shows up and digs him out of it, holding him close whispering 'I never should have left you'. And Bucky pleading for Sam to wake up. When Sam does, he's got the smile of relief and joy at the sight of Bucky, who's overwhelmed by the sheer fact that he's conscious again.

Yet also when they infiltrate Wenlock's fortress, Sam tells Bucky to follow his lead, who replies 'Maybe I can handle it'. Bc he thinks Bucky has never ice skated before. And then, Bucky shows off some moves and Sam goes 'Hmm, I guess he can'. Ala this scene.

This barbie movie can fit them so well, and it's haunting me so bad. 🫠🫠🫠

[knight-intraining]

The fact that there was once a time where I was like, "being a theatre teacher is not for me. Alas, I must find a new path posthaste".

When I directed my first play in literally 5th grade and then got to middle school and was like "I think I want to do this for the rest of my life" is kind of hilarious, I'm not gonna lie

Like the kids ask me about my life path or whatever, and I'm like yeah this will be my 10th show I've directed, and I knew in middle school I wanted to do this forever. And then I have to be like - but worry not! For there was a time in my life that I was incredibly stupid and thought this was, in fact, not my correct path 🤦🏼

[visceralv]

The Yuri on Ice kiss to this day... You just had to be there I'm so sorry

[msrobinnewmanrp]

She giggled. "Hi I'm Pia!"

"Hi! My name is Robin Newman! It's nice to meet y-o-u!"

[agonizedembrace]

slides up to evelynn, an arm around her waist. something that she always does without a second thought. it’s nice to be able to hold her love. a wonderful reminder that her partner’s right here, with her. “hey, babe.” she leans up to plant a kiss on her cheek. “looking good.” only then does akali’s hand move lower to grab her girlfriend’s behind, squeezing.

such a motion, initiailly, that hardly elicts a reaction out of evelynn; subconciously does she lean closer to her girlfriend, gaze remaining settled on the cellphone in her hand. she all but purrs her response, light off her tongue and affectionate all the same, "darling--" a quick pause, for it is now that her attention fully diverts from whatever text she's sending robin.

sue her. perhaps she wore the tight miniskirt on purpose for the offchance akali would visit.

"thank you," a delightful hum, leaning even closer into her lover with a certain hunger growing in her gaze. she barely restrains her desires with a bite to her look, making the mistake of giving akali a glance over. absolutely tasteful. "careful. do anything else and i might just have to ravish you."

[moved--naitfall]

@worldhell asked:

❛   volumes .   gaze  at  my  muse  in  a  way  that  silently  says  ‘i love you’ . - farlan c:

𝐋𝐎𝐔𝐃  &  𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐅𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

He couldn’t help but wonder: what was Farlan staring at, wearing such an expression? What was that he saw and where could their perceptions differ? Both curious and unwilling to find out, his nature once again proving to be impossible to decipher. Unwilling, for he believed it was better if he couldn’t see himself clearly — if he didn’t know where his heart found shelter (in his hands, Farlan’s hands). If he didn’t know he was still weak, and could break at any moment, as easy as it was to lose him.

Maybe their hearts weren’t meant to align. A sacrifice he’d make, for his sake. Levi would turn his attention elsewhere, in the opposite direction of Farlan, avoiding his gaze, quite blatantly at that. Resisting to be held captive, give in to hope, the most destructive of human emotions. He needed to be free, to ensure a future for them both. He’d fight against him, the hardest of battles, he’d march forward, to a pace he couldn’t match, clear up the road ahead of all monsters. Didn’t Farlan realize the reason he kept trying to escape him? Or was he more interested in winning this game? A game he had won long ago.

A battle whose outcome had already been decided, where Levi was the loser. Yet he’d refuse to accept his defeat, stubborn as he’s always been, pretending those eyes hadn’t an effect on him. Eyes carrying light, even when having only known darkness. Truth was, Levi wouldn’t have minded to never get to the surface, for he had his own source of light. A light he’d protect at all cost. He couldn’t keep up his act for long, his attention back at him, met with a sight he couldn’t possibly any longer pretend to ignore. He could still be holding such warmth in his eyes. How unfortunate for Farlan, to be met with absolute coldness. Levi couldn’t be any other way, he couldn’t change the way he carried himself — couldn't soften his edges.

Maybe, he should try a different approach. ❝ What is it? ❞ Shamelessly confronted, despite knowing the answer to his question.

[eileennatural]

the thing they don't tell you is that chronic pain -- like, any level, even if it's not "debilitating" and you can still perform all the activities of daily living -- is so depressing. when half your energy every day goes towards just tolerating the pain, of course you're going to be meaner, less productive, more isolated and more tired and thus feel worse about yourself. not even to mention that, if your condition is degenerative, living with this pain every day and KNOWING this is the best you'll ever feel again can make you feel SO hopeless. which is WHY any pain management program, especially those using controlled substances like opioids need to be paired with mental health support or else the physician is just setting the patient up for at best, failure of the program and at worst, a fucking opioid addiction

[distopea]

"I swore you alligence to you for this mission, Lady Sybille."

And while the night had fallen upon them, and the days spent as her knight had passed by, Esekiel remained loyal to the words he had given to her. He would defend her in altercations, tend to those who sought to cause harm and be of assistance whenever needed, even if it was a double edged sword. Did he offer his presence for the night solely for her, or partially himself?

Did he, like everyone else, long for a warm body?

On his feet, he towered over her, a hand raising to meet with the side of her cheek. There was still somewhat of a distance between them, enough for him to take in her appearance ( she didn't resemble Her, this face was different, and yet... ). " Ask me to lay with you, and I will gratefully do so ; I will hold you no differently, I will serve as the knight that was entrusted with your safety."

Gently, his large hand covered her cheek, another rising up by the side of her thigh, brushing upwards. Hooked to his fingers, tagging along, was whatever fabric that covered her body; what did she look like beneath it all, the role she partook in as his commander? And what would she feel like where she to drape her arms around his neck, legs around his waist?

"Lady Sybille," Esekiel stated again, this time bringing their bodies closer. Her warmth caused heart to race, hands to grow uneasy, tempted to pick her up and have her in this very place. But he chose not to indulge in such animalistic urges, it wouldn't be right of him (yet). "My sword and body is yours, say the word and I will make sure you are left satisfied."

@avaere

Despite it all… His words were true. She was more than cruel and childish, pushing boundaries and biting, her temper definitely impetuous, but mostly because she had always wanted to prove something. She was eager to show how much no one could ever stay by her side, her greed and pettiness unmatching this eternal loneliness. No one was strong enough to endure the vagaries of the Duchess, and yet, Esekiel had not failed his mission yet. It was both entertaining and vividly bothersome. 

She looked at him, devoting himself one more time to her cause, and that after another of her tantrums. She could mock him, insult him, he wasn’t leaving her side, and that remarkably stupid stamina began to crumble those walls. She eyed him like a vicious little cat, her claws ready yet to slice another scratch deep inside his flesh, as he seemed so unbothered and resisting her endless torments. 

“How very kind and pleasant of you to remind yourself of your place, Esekiel. Perhaps I should have named you parrot, so you would fit the description. Always eager to repeat yourself and the vows you have proclaimed. I know perfectly who you serve, knight. But you're truly getting ahead of yourself tonight. Scandalous and filthy rat.” She said bitterly, yet, when he approached her, she almost quivered. 

The contact of his skin with her cheeks electrified her entire body. Her pettiness wanted to bite again, but Sybille loved the attention and definitely adored his courting. It was despicable to believe that a girl of her rank could lie with a ruffian like him, moreover, when he was the one begging to lie with her… But the temptation was definitely too intense. Her brown eyes softened, but her features betrayed her lustful intentions. She had always thought he had a great body… She had imagined more than once how he would feel between her parted legs. Her father would be scandalized… And the kingdom? Well, she wasn’t living to be sacralized either. She wasn’t her perfect sister after all. 

“Surely, I have no doubt you can use every sword in your possession, can't you, Esekiel?” Sybille asked, giving no resistance when she was so easily pulled against him. He seemed eager; she was thrilled. She slowly slid her finger onto his armored forearm, gently heading down, until she took a step backward. “You know how much I will take you at your word. You promised not to leave until I’m satisfied, and I intend to face a man of his word.”

Gently, Sybille began to pull on the laces of her corset, offering her back to Esekiel with an elegant spin. “Come now… Show me how much you’re devoted to me or leave the kingdom like a beggar tomorrow.” She invited, her eyes giving no interpretation to what she wanted right now.