#he’s just. so perfect i could cry

[wildsaltair]

fun fact: I didn’t start living until I took this screencap of Maximus

[shima-draws]

Just got back from seeing Sonic 3 and HOOOOOOLY SHIT y’all. Oh my fucking god. OH my god. Ohhhh my g o d

[s0fter-sin]

You are so real for your tags on the Nikpriceghost. JFC. Excuse the shriek of chair legs as I pull a seat up at that buffet table. Need me 30k slow burn poly omegaverse of Simon thinking he's just a bit of fun to them, and it's all good because it is bloody fun, innit? But really they're both very fuckin' in love with him, and trying to communicate that in a way it can't be miscommunicated is hard. So hold him while his mind melts out his ears is where they've got to. They're workin' on the words. (Need me* I'm trying, I'm writing, I'm chewing the skirting boards, writing some more.)

i’m shrieking right along with the chair this is t a s t y

simon seeing price and nik and immediately seeing how perfect they are for each other; it’s right there in their scent and how perfectly they meld together- they smell like a dream. they support each other in a way he’s only seen in relationships from movies. they’re even an alpha/omega pair but they’re not held back by traditionalist prejudice. they compliment and complete each other so fully it’s a wonder they’ve let him into their nest all

simon with his traumatised scent, letting everyone who comes near him know just how damaged he is (as if looking at him wouldn’t give it away). simon the alpha who craves an omega’s orders; who longs to submit to an alpha

simon who wishes the sweet words they whisper to him were real

wishes their scenting would extend outside the nest, that they didn’t make him wash them it off afterwards. (they just want to give him aftercare, something he’s never been offered.) that the hickeys and sweet bites left oh so gently would drift that much closer to his mating gland. (he never got the proper schooling, was never taught that marks left near a mating gland were an offer as much as a question.) that they wouldn’t see him as just some pup hauled in from the rain when they press him tight between their chests

(he is their pup and they have taken him in. they just don’t know what they’re doing wrong that he won’t stay.)

imagining the first time simon was brought into their nest was the first time he’s been in any nest and it’s bc he’s so disregulated that he’s having a breakdown; maybe gaz or soap got hurt under his watch and his inner alpha can’t handle having failed them so spectacularly and nothing they say, no platitude or reassurance, can reach him

so price does what any pack leading omega would do

he scruffs simon, waits for his eyelids to droop and knees to go weak, and drags him into his nest; pushing him into the deepest well of it with the highest buildup of safe-sleep-pack-happy scent until simon’s inner alpha calms itself enough that he falls into a stress induced sleep

price watches over him the entire time, vigilant against any threat both internal and external, and it’s in his diligence that he notices how perfectly simon’s scent blends with his and nik’s; notices how happy his omega is at having the alpha in his nest

and how much he wants to keep him there

(simon wakes up disoriented; more than a little worried about nik’s reaction to another alpha in his mate’s nest and is quick to leave the second price lets him. he misses the quiet rumble of contentment nik gives when he smells their combined scent, when he hears how long simon slept and the safety he must’ve felt with price. he misses the conversation about how right it felt and the agreement that he should stay there)

[fizzigigsimmer]

Steve: *proposes randomly in bed* I think I wanna marry you.

Billy: Fuck you Harrington!

Steve: Wha…?

Billy: *muttering obscenities* Now I gotta cancel the gondola and the birds. We’re still going out to eat though cause I’ve had this reservation for like six months.

Steve: Oh… well I wasn’t really proposing, I guess? We could still -

Billy: Fuck you! No take backs. You’e marrying me. End of story!

[evocatiio]

if chibnall was the one writing this season you lot would be talking VERY differently

[ambyandony]

mutually overprotective

[unriding]

SWEET EVIE!! omg happy happy birthday to you !! ♥️ i’m sorry if this a bit late, i’m not sure what timezone you’re in :’) i have so much to say but i feel like i could never adequately express how wonderful you are and i also don’t want this to get eaten .. what i will say is that i am so honoured to be able to call you my friend. you are so sweet and honest and pure and just so ! wonderful !! ever since i met you, you’ve always been so kind and supportive of everyone. you’re so thoughtful, always leaving such sweet tags or dropping by inboxes or giving gifts and you inspire me to be kinder as well :’) you make this place feel so much more comfortable and lively. i am always so happy to see you on the dash or in my notifs like yay ! evie’s here !! ^_^ it is so easy to see why everyone here and mr moze loves you so much! you are just so easy to get along with and talk to, so welcoming, like a ray of sunshine peeking through the clouds! i truly don’t think it would feel the same without you. you work so hard to make everyone feel special, but my only wish is that you show yourself the same love and kindness. i know that sometimes you may feel obligated to interact with everyone’s posts, or visit inboxes, or get things done for events and such, but i hope you know that just your presence is more than enough. we all care for you so much and i hope that you take care of yourself too! anyways, i apologize for being all over the place, but i just want to wish you a happy birthday again and i hope that you have a lovely time celebrating and getting spoiled by moze! 🍰🥹 i love you!!!

i wasn’t aware it was your birthday and i feel so horrible because had i known, i would’ve tried to prepare something better for you because you deserve nothing but the best 🥺 i scrambled to make this moevie moodboard before going to bed .. it’s not much, but i hope you like it, even if just a little bit ♡ my main focus the entire time was the beautiful white dress your s/i wears and i know you associate the two of you with these 🐦‍⬛🐕 emojis so i wanted to try and incorporate that as well! i know little to nothing about moze (anything i know about him is through you hehe) and i know i’ve missed out on a lot of moevie info while i was gone, so i hope this is okay ^^;

OH MY GOSH AWEA YOU SWEET SOUL !! 😭 forgive me for how long i have taken to respond to your ask !! i have actually already tried a few times heh, though it ended in failure — i deleted what i wrote because NOOO !! it is not doing her JUSTICE !!! /lh T T !!!

( my response is long .. no pressure to read ofc !! )

firstly oh my gosh, you were not late!! though … if you choose to read this super lengthy message heh, could i …. ask for your timezone perhaps? :> ✨

and for you to say honored .. to be my friend … ? awea !! please picture me reading this, looking at you, then this, then you again — because i am the one feeling this way about you!! i could never put my view of you into words because i literally don’t know how to describe you aside from saying “you’re so awesome” and “i love you” over and over! i have always loved you so much omg, you just … are the spitting image of kindness to me and it’s so difficult to convey that /pos !!!

you are the one so kind to your friends … i see this event you’re hosting! and i see the way you always comment on posts to cheer on your friends .. support them, see them, make sure they’re all doing well 🥺 i always imagine diluc to your side — smiling because his awea is so sweet!! and i too am smiling hehe … i wish you could see the little giggle i let out when you told me to go to sleep !! T T as soon as you liked the post, a part of me was already like .. uh oh! awea caught me! /pos

hehe — oh i adore you so much! i have told you many times how much i adore your aesthetic .. i really do always imagine you in a castle writing to me! i think of castles, i think of red flowers and pretty patterns and cats and diluc and — all things lovely! oh i love you so much, it is so frustrating that i don’t have the words to properly show you how fond i am of you ):

and for you to take notice of the guilt i have when im falling behind in posts and stuff is so sweet to me ): i remember i had made one post saying how guilt was starting to eat me alive, and i do remember you being the one to comment and reassure me ): it was not even intended to be a vent post — though i did feel so miserable and was trying to play it off as ,, lighthearted bahahhaa so i actually did tear up a lot when you had said that! /pos thank you ): this is what i mean by i feel so seen by you — and im sure many others feel the same way as i do! it is so clear to me that you genuinely love and cherish your friends — enough to notice all these tiny shifts in mood and .. you are so quick to help them i )):

it is easy for *me* to see why you are loved! if i ever saw you and diluc passing by, i would quite literally perk up and run over to you to ask for a big hug — i would be so excited lol!! i would be like “oh my gosh AWEEEAA !!!!!” siensjdjjdj

you say you would prepared something better had you known, but this is already ?! this took me many days to recover from /pos !!! 😭😭 you are too kind awea, i really hope you don’t mind if i keep this in a very special part of my phone ( and heart … and blog …… ) because oh )): thank you , thank you !!!??? 🥺🥺 making such a stunning moodboard when you are unfamiliar with moze is the kindest thing ever … i will sob into my hands …. let me properly freak out in tags lol! BUT AH ):

THANK YOU AWEA I LOVE YOU SO MUCH )): REALLY, THANK YOU SO MUCH ))):

[aroaessidhe]

2024 reads / storygraph

At The Feet Of The Sun

book 2 in a slow paced high fantasy duology*

the right hand of the emperor (who is off searching for an heir) struggles with what to do after passing on his responsibilities and also discovering various pieces of information that are mindblowing to him, personally,

after adventure is thrust upon him, he travels to find His Radiancy and they go on some otherworldly adventures while growing closer and figuring out the nature of their friendship

(*there’s extra novellas & i think another book coming? duology adjacent, currently,)

[acourtofquestions]

Rowaelin Chapter 41 Kingdom of Ash:

She'd rebuild it—what she had been.

Perhaps one last time, perhaps only for a little while, but she'd do it. If only for Terrasen.

Rowan swooped from the mast, shifting as he reached her side at the rail. He surveyed the night-black sea beyond them. "You should rest." She slid him a glance. "I'm not tired." Not a lie, not in some regards. "Want to spar?" He frowned. "Training can start tomorrow."

"Or tonight." She held his piercing stare, matched his dominance with her own.

"It can wait a few hours, Aelin."

"Every day counts." Against Erawan, even a day of training would count.

Rowan's jaw tightened. "True," he said at last. "But it can still wait. There are ... there are things we need to discuss." The silent words rose in his animal-bright eyes. About you and me.

Her mouth went dry. But Aelin nodded In silence, they strode into their spacious quarters, its only decoration the wall of windows that overlooked the churning sea behind them. A far cry from a queen's chamber, or any she might have purchased as Adarlan's assassin.

At least the bed built into the wall looked clean enough, the sheets crisp and stainless. But Aelin headed for the oak desk anchored to the floor, and leaned against it while Rowan shut the door.

In the dim lantern light, they stared at each other.

She'd endured Maeve and Cairn; she'd endured Endovier and countless other horrors and losses. She could have this conversation with him. The first step toward rebuilding herself.

Aelin knew Rowan could hear her thundering heart as the space between them went taut. She swallowed once. "Elide and Lorcan told you... told you everything that was said on that beach."

A curt nod, wariness flooding his eyes. "Everything that Maeve said." Another nod.

She braced herself. "That I'm-we're mates."

Understanding and something like relief replaced that wariness. "Yes."

"I'm your mate," she said, needing to voice it. "And you are mine."

Rowan crossed the room, but halted a few feet from the desk on which she leaned. "What of it, Aelin?" His question was low, rough.

"Don't you..." She scrubbed at her face. "You know what she did to you, to ..." She couldn't say her name. Lyria. "Because of it."

"I do know."

"And?"

"And what do you wish me to say?"

She pushed off the desk. "I wish you to tell me how you feel about it. If…"

"If what?"

"If you wish it wasn't so."

His brows narrowed. "Why would I ever wish that?"

She shook her head, unable to answer, and stared over her shoulder toward the sea.

It seemed like he would close the distance between them, but he remained where he was.

"Aelin." His voice turned hoarse. "Aelin."

She looked at him then, at the pain in his words.

"Do you know what I wish?" He exposed his palms, one tattooed, the other unmarked. "I wish that you had told me. When you realized it. I wish you had told me then."

She swallowed against the ache in her throat. "I didn't want to hurt you."

"Why would it ever hurt me to know the truth that was already in my heart? The truth I hoped for?"

"I didn't understand it. I didn't understand how it was possible. I thought maybe ... maybe you might be able to have two mates within a lifetime, but even then, I just ….." She blew out a breath. "I didn't want you to be distressed." His eyes softened. "Do I regret that Lyria was dragged into this, that the cost of Maeve's game was her life, and the life of the child we might have had? Yes. I regret that, and I wish it had never happened." He would bear the tattoo to remember it for the rest of his days. "But none of that was your fault. I will always carry some of the burden of it, always know I chose to leave her for war and glory, and that I played right into Maeve's hands."

"Maeve wanted to ensnare you to get to me, though."

"Then it is her choice, not yours."

Aelin ran a hand over the worn wood of the desk. "In those illusions she spun for me, she showed me variations on one more than all the others." The words were strained, but she forced them out. Forced herself to look at him. "She spun me one dreamscape that felt so real I could smell the wind off the Staghorns."

"What did she show you?" A breathless question.

Aelin had to swallow before she could answer. "She showed me what might have been—if there had been no Erawan, if Elena had dealt with him properly and banished him. If there had been no Lyria, none of that pain or despair you endured. She showed me Terrasen as it would have been today, with my father as king, and my childhood happy, and..." Her lips wobbled. "When I turned twenty, you came with a delegation of Fae to Terrasen, to make amends for the rift between my mother and Maeve. And you and I took one look at each other in my father's throne room, and we knew."

She didn't fight the stinging in her eyes. "I wanted to believe that was the true world. That this was the nightmare from which I'd awaken. I wanted to believe that there was a place where you and I had never known this suffering and loss, where we'd take one look at each other and know we were mates. Maeve told me she could make it so. If I gave her the keys, she'd make it all possible." She wiped at her cheek, at the tear that escaped down it. "She spun me realities where you were dead, where you'd been killed by Erawan and only in handing over the keys to her would I be able to avenge you. But those realities made me ... I stopped being useful to her when she told me you were gone. She couldn't get me to talk, to think. Yet in the ones where you and I met, where things were as they should have been ... that was when I came the closest."

His swallow was audible. "What stopped you?"

She wiped at her face again. "The male I fell in love with was you. It was you, who knew pain as I did, and who walked with me through it, back to the light. Maeve didn't understand that. That even if she could create that perfect world, it wouldn't be you with me. And I'd never trade that, trade this. Not for anything." He extended his hand. An offer and invitation.

Aelin laid hers atop his, and his callused fingers squeezed gently. "I wanted it to be you," he breathed, closing his eyes. "For months and months, even in Wendlyn, I wondered why you weren't my mate instead. It tore me up, wondering it, but I still did." He opened his eyes, and they burned like green fire. "All this time, I wanted it to be you."

She lowered her gaze, but he hooked a thumb and forefinger around her chin and lifted her face.

"I know you are tired, Fireheart. I know that the burden on your shoulders is more than anyone should endure." He took their joined hands and laid them on his heart. "But we'll face this together. Erawan, the Lock, all of it.

"We'll face it together. And when we are done, when you Settle, we will have a thousand years together. Longer."

A small sound came out of her. "Elena said the Lock requires—"

"We'll face it together," he swore again.

"And if the cost of it truly is you, then we'll pay it together. As one soul in two bodies.

Her heart strained to the point of cleaving. "Terrasen needs a king."

"I have no intention of ruling Terrasen without you. Aedion can have the job."

She scanned his face. He meant every word He brushed the hair from her face, his other hand still clasping hers to his chest, where his heart pounded a steady, unfaltering rhythm.

"Even if I had my choice of any dream-realities, any perfect illusions, I would still choose you, too."

She felt the truth of his words echo into the unbreakable thing that bound their very souls, and tilted her face up toward his. But he made no move beyond it.

She frowned. "Why aren't you kissing me?"

"I thought you might want to be asked first."

"That never stopped you before."

"This first time, I wanted to make sure you were ... ready." After Cairn and Maeve. After months of having no choices whatsoever.

She smiled despite that truth. "I'm ready to be kissed again, Prince."

He let out a dark chuckle and muttered, "Thank the gods," before he lowered his mouth to hers.

"You're my mate." Her words were a breathless rush. "And I am yours."

The world might have been burning around them for all she cared, all he cared, too.

"Together, Aelin," he promised, and she heard the rest of the words in every place their bodies joined. Together they would face this, together they would find a way.

Together we'll find a way, their mingling breaths, the crashing sea, seemed to echo.

Together.

[silentstaresfanficandfanart]

my handsome boyfriend is helping me fix an error im having with a vector2 thing getting converted wrong thing, i need to dance with him in the moonlight immediately

i may not know how to program very good but so help me do i know how to pick a man i love him so much hes so cute i sometimes can't read soup can labels because im thinking too much about him <3 boyfriend <3

@a-person3 <3 hi boyfriendwhoilovesomuchhihihihihh HI hi hi hello handsome hello beuatiful hello my heart my world my bugsquashing brilliant boy~ i love you~ everyone look at my amazing boyfriend !!!! he let me boyfriend him!!!! he let me!!! i told him i wanted to live my life with him and he said yes!!!! im loved!!!! im loved by someone i love!!!! life is beautiful! im gonna cry again-

[wildsaltair]

the man who can light my torch any day

[fredtheengels]

i’m not here to do discourse but king wilhelm truthers are the funniest people how do you misread a show that badly

[daculadaculadacula]

i cannot stop thinking about how dracula mustered a single fucking tear convincing renfield to break the circle in the vampire hunter sequence in the beginning. i havent seen anyone mention it yet??

he CRIED on the brink of death to have his boytoy bail him out. he said some shitty things and it seemed implied he was using his powers to do this, but i like to think that means regular narcissism power bc he was in the circle.....

[megaclubdiolis]

柄本 佑 || 「光る君へ」 (2024) · 第四十五回 「はばたき」

[stargirlbryce]

The way Malia gets so surprised whenever Scott compliments her and tells her he trusts her, gets me everytime.

And then the way he is like "What? This is just the bare minimum"

[licorishh]

Replayed Modern Warfare 3 2011 on Veteran tonight and goooooooood night. Blood Brothers never gets any easier to watch no matter how many times you've done it and the ending really never misses huh

I apologize for the amount of yapping in the tags I reread it all on mobile and started giggling because it went on for so long but eh. Blessed are those who won't shut the freak up and all that