#heart of glass *:･ﾟ✧ ( ooc )

[volivolition]

wiggles my fingers at you ouuuu… you want to tell me about solace so bad…

HKJGG wiggles my fingers back lovingly!!! i really do, i fuckin LOVE solace :3 hey did you know i really like making fake skill descriptions?

SOLACE

Follow the north star. Find light in even the darkest places. Cool for: Optimists, Recovering lost souls, Sweet summer children

Solace is the skill you tucked away long ago, at the bottom of Pandora's box. The little one that tells you: despite it all, there is still hope. It needs a lot of nurturing -- and it's far from being the most helpful for police work -- but taking care of it is basically self-care. It enables you to find the glow in yourself that you often ascribe to gold lungs or brilliant halos in others. It encourages you to wake up and watch the sunrise, to play board games with someone you love, to forgive yourself and let yourself be a gentler kind of animal. Constantly looking forward to a brighter future, it also helps shield your morale from damage.

At high levels, Solace gives you a heightened sense of childlike optimism - which isn't always the sense to lead with in this precariously harsh world. Always looking for the bright side will blindside you with naivety. At low levels, however, you may just extinguish whatever keeps your soul alight. You've already lost her once. You may not survive the desolation if you let her disappear again.

[spookyowlman]

// *GASP* NERDNABY??????

[daecaerys]

not all the spin off being targaryen based shows. we love daenerys' karma *sips wine like cersei*

[a1lsunday]

nami: i'm gonna get you back no matter what, sanji-kun! sanji: IS THAT A PROPOSAL?

[gunslinginnhogtyin]

I found Butch in the form of a kitty cowboy weed jar!

[crystalmarred]

— REGARDING X'KIJIN'S EYESIGHT ;;

Prior to knowing D'tykha, X'kijin was clueless as to where to even start learning how to read. In the early years of his life, it hadn't been deemed necessary and when he'd later determined that it should have been, he was too embarrassed to ask for a hand with it, going so far as to hide it as best he could. Often, he disguised being unable to read passages as him simply being too lazy to.

It was when he started to learn that something else became apparent. He strained to read the small text of a thick tome and after suffering another headache from an evening of studying, Tykha elected to fashion him a pair of glasses prior to their next session.

It's not uncommon to see him wearing them, now, especially when he needs to be aware of smaller details, such as when he's crafting.

[graviconscientia]

((♡?))

●●○○○ | ATTRACTION

●●●●○ | AFFECTION

●●●●○ | INTEREST

●●●○○ | LOYALTY

●●●○○ | TRUST

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

[pridef0und]

ALSO i don’t have the carrd finished ( typical ) so in the meantime here’s a baby psa: mac is extremely gay and dee is bi with a HEAVY female lean, thank you for your time

[cryptidsncurios]

Xigbar, staring directly into the eclipse:

Also friendly reminder to NOT DO THIS. Don’t be a Xigbar—be a Xig……smar…..t

[lyrates]

lyla keeps them heart shaped sunglasses in every universe

[oathofpromises]

someone's hair ending up getting caught in the other's glasses (hirotahni i don't need to explain my thought on this)

The tantalizing melody of clothes ruffling and the sultry symphony of soft purrs filled the air, seeping through the cracks of the closed door. Hiroto's mind barely had a chance to catch up as a surge of desire coursed through his veins, leaving him breathless. In an instant, his body was pressed against the door, the firmness of it sending shivers down his spine. A mischievous grin spread across his face, as he pulled A'atahni in closer, their bodies pressed against each other.

This was typically how their encounters would go; they would meet up at Hiroto’s House. Sometimes have a drink or two before engaging in some heated intimacy. It’s not that the viper wanted it to end that way; it was just hard to resist the pull he felt towards the raven-haired male. Nimble fingers traced patterns across his bare chest, as his shirt and jacket were quickly tossed to the floor.

“I see you made quick work of my shirt again, darling." Hiroto murmured as he bit his bottom lip, feeling A'atahni trail kisses up and down his neck. A low growl emitted from the viper, as Hiroto cupped his lover's face, pulling him up, as their mouths crashed together once again. Sweeping A'atahni up, he sensually lowered their bodies onto the inviting bed.

How many torturous days had it been since his body yearned for A’atahni’s touch?The way his body lay awake at night, aching to feel those luscious lips against his own.To bask in the warmth of the ebony-haired male body beneath his own. To satiate the burning flames of their carnal yearnings, yet a part of the viper craved something far more than just pleasure, the mere thought left him bewildered and consumed to no end. He wasn’t one for trivial conversation after intimacy, nor did he anticipate the other to actually desire to remain after their late-night endeavors, yet time after time they would remain in one another embrace.

How long would this last? Whatever it was between them wasn't a mere one-night stand, but anytime they got closer to figuring out what exactly it was, one of them would pull away.In fact, Hiroto half expected after their first night that the other would've stolen his money and items, but he woke to find A'atahni nestled intimately against his sculpted chest, his fingers tenderly caressing through the other ebony luscious locks. It seemed he had intrigued the other, at least enough to convince him to remain, which also left Hiroto bewildered.

‘You interest me Meadowsweet.’

That is what A'atahni said after their night together in the pub. They had given into each other some point, and it had become quite the opposite, but neither of them seemed to mind. Although it did leave Hiroto confused, one second he wanted to punch the others face, and the next was kissing and ripping each other's clothes off. How many times had he made love to the other that night? He felt his entire mind go blank, as his only focus was pleasing this one man. Leave him yearning for another taste, and keep the other up at night imaging Hiroto skilled hands caressing every inch of his body.

Suddenly Hiroto winced, as he felt some of his hair become tangled in A’atahni glasses. Their lips parted briefly. He could hardly move away from the raven-haired male body before he was jerked back upward.Well, this was new. Had he become so wrapped up in his own mind that the viper wasn’t paying attention to where he was? It wouldn't be the first time, but it hardly ever happened when he was making love to someone. He was always so focused on giving his partner pleasure, even if most of them were only one-night stands. It was once all part of his plan to gain what he needed from them, yet they had sadly let him down.

A'atahni was different, though, and Hiroto felt this pull towards the other, but a part of the Viper was also hesitating. What if the other decided one day that he wasn't enough? Would A'atahni leave him alone to gather the remaining pieces? It wouldn't have been the first time, but his heart wanted A'atahni to stay, a fact that did nothing to quell the storm of emotions inside his heart.

Lips pressed against his neck as the viper tried to untangle his hair from the other glasses. It was hard not to let out the occasional purr as A'atahni found his sweet spot. Biting his bottom lip, the white-haired male reluctantly placed a hand against A'atahni's chest.

"Darling… I want to continue, but it seems your glasses have tangled some of my hair," Hirtoto whispered as he gently pressed a kiss against the other's lips. Twelve, they felt so soft and warm against his own.

Hiroto considered cutting the tangled bit of hair around the other glasses, but he didn't want to disrupt the intimate moment. Let alone accidentally injure A'atahni or break his glasses. Hiroto hoped this wouldn't ruin the mood. It was such an uncool thing, and he wouldn't blame A'atahni if he decided to just stop after that. Reaching up, his fingers slowly caressed against the others lips before leaning down and pressing his own lips against A'atahni's neck. He bit down gently, leaving a small heart-shaped mark there, a smirk spreading across Hiroto's face, but stopped as the action had caused his hair to pull slightly against the others glasses again.

"I swear, dear. I love your glasses, but they are getting in the way right now." whispered Hiroto, as his hand rested against the side of A'atahni face. It was gentle, not filled with the passion the two were exchanging mere moments ago. What shocked the Viper more was the fact that he even wanted to be so tender with the other. He did desire being closer but also didn't mind merely lingering touches.

Why are you so different...I want to cherish you. To imprint everything I am onto your body and soul.

[widowshill]

reminder to myself to find and upload the article about the gendered enlightenment/scientific reason vs superstitious persecution in Carmilla and it’s resulting ambiguously supernatural narrative because. it’s so formative to the way I think and write about ds lmao it needs to be on some kind of blog syllabus.

[crowshoots]

god. leigh bardugo is so fucked for nina's grieving of matthias in kos

[meadowlarksabove]

jin song? 👀

A song that reminds me of your muse. (Open)

[bruisedconscience]

DAEMON TEST for BENOIT BLANC

A dæmon (day-mun) is a type of fictional being in the Philip Pullman fantasy trilogy His Dark Materials. Dæmons are the external physical manifestation of a person's "inner-self" that takes the form of an animal. ... Dæmons are usually of the opposite sex to their human, though same-sex dæmons do exist. 

In General… 

Your daemon would take the form of a mustelid! Those who have weasel daemons are sneaky and inquisitive people who don't take no for an answer when there's something they want. They aren't afraid of breaking rules to get to where they want and are naturally subtle and cheeky individuals.

More Specifically… 

Your daemon would take the form of a tayra! You are a private and proactive individual who shies away from confrontation. More so than others with weasel daemons, those with tayras are patient people, willing to focus on the task at hand and endure to get things done. They're ambitious and opportunistic but without the competitive edge; they prefer to be communicative and ensure things go smoothly.

Blanc isn't competitive, he just,,, he doesn't need the iPad he just wanted to know if there was...an iPad to win.... ok.......

[erudianokabe]

STOP IT. YOU ARE NOT.