#i love it sm okay bring it on

[mvndrvke]

The light behind Galadriel makes her appear as one of the Ainur, glowing in celestial light as she walks towards him. Beautiful and bright as the moon, and who is Celeborn if not the tides pulled ever in her direction by her will? If he had seen her before he'd washed and prepared himself, he's certain such a sight would've brought him to his knees. Even so, the step he takes towards her is unsteady.

"I've missed you," he whispers. His own voice still sounds foreign to him, but hers? He has thought of little else in all their time apart. Their home, the peace they'd once enjoyed before.... It feels impossible, and yet within his grasp as he looks at Galadriel.

Celeborn takes her hand gladly, gently squeezing it in an attempt to reassure both of them that the other is real.

"It is a long story," he says. "One that is not pleasant to hear. I escaped on foot and was found by the marchwardens along the border. They brought me back here, and...." He gestures vaguely to himself. "Time has blurred; I can hardly remember how long it's been since I've last stood in these halls. Since I've looked upon your face."

She did not think she would see him again - and yet here he stands, so greatly changed, alien to her eyes in a way that is beyond all material expressions of self. But he is here nonetheless. The doorway behind her bleeds with light, a glowing majesty that she has curated and fostered here in a way not known anywhere else upon Middle Earth. A light she has needed to guard herself against the ever encroaching darkness that lay across the Anduin. It is a light many have sought, coming to Lórian to bathe in the safety of the Mallorn and the peace her ring gifts - defending the trees and the elves who chose to foster themselves within.

She did not believe he was alive. How could he be ? After everything, after the centuries that have bled to a millenia between them. Her eyes graze his face, lips parting but no sound escaping from her - no words can be found that would suffice. Instead there is a slow and thudding silence between them as the ichor in her veins fills her ears and she studies him as if to prove to herself he is real. He has been hidden from her, even now with the power of the three - the true realisation and the burn of anger drifts further down to settle against the rest of her many frustrations.

But he is real. He stands here before her. Long and bountiful curls gone and shorn, flesh that looks more human than elven, uncomfortable in the soft linens he now wears - his body stained and married by injury that she can only imagine. Her feet carry her forward, barefoot across the floor of the room toward him as his head bows and she wishes he wouldn't - not here in the quiet space that exists simply to show her that he is alive.

When he breaks the silence, she stops to listen - the hands that hang by her sides furling and unfurling as nails press with strength against her palms as he speaks and she feels her walls breaking down, stone by agonising stone tumbling away and revealing her softness. The sting holds her steady, the ache that sits above her heart - the one that is always there - throbs as if in warning of something darker than she wants to comprehend. Much that once was, is now lost.

Yet Celeborn remembers ...

❛ I have missed your voice. ❜ Her words mirror his own, soft and unsure as he calls her lady and she remembers vividly their first meeting - the way he had reached for her and she had been pulled so easily into his arms amongst the flowers. When the world seemed young and innocent - when they had been nothing more than a reflection of Eru's will and Valinor's grace. ❛ You have come home - how are you here ? what path have you taken to return ... ❜ To me, words unspoken once more as a hand leaves Galadriel's side and reaches the small distance toward one of his own.

[allphatauri]

half-full abandonment (repost)

[teddybeartoji]

me and suguru me and suguru me and suguru... mm maybe it's a few days after our first kiss (which isn't even a proper kiss btw i'll talk abt that soon too dw) and the air between us is just a little weird bc neither of us has yet to bring it up....

and now we haven't seen each other for the whole day too bc we both had stuff to do but. we have this Event in the evening and we're both supposed to attend alongside with satoru and shoko...

suguru's the last to arrive and by that time all three of us are a little tipsy already, laughing loudly at one of the tables together. he sees me throwing my head back, cackling at one of satoru's stupid jokes and suguru pokes the side of his cheek with his tongue. he hasn't seen me in a dress. ever. and now he's forced to take all of that in with the side of me boosting satoru's ego by going along with everything he says.

when he finally joins the table, his hand rests on the backrest of mine, his body towering over me as he teases satoru over smth aaand when i tilt my head back to look at him he glances at me and i die. thank you for listening to my tedtalk. no but yeah i blush and just try to keep my composure bc that shit is embarrassing as fuck he should not be having such an effect on me jfc.

he sits way too close to me too. mind you, we haven't talked properly in like two days. his hand stays behind my back for the rest of the night, his thigh bumping against mine as he manspreads on his seat (😒😒) but the second he sees me roll my shoulders and squeeze my eyes shut, the first signs of me getting tired, he leans closer to, his lips brushing against my ear. "want to go outside, hm?"

shoko gives me an awfully Knowing smirk but i go with him anyway (obviously).

(his hand stays glued to my lower back for the entire time he guides me through the crowd.)

i rest against the wall of the building and he stands in front of me, a few strands of his hair falling from their slicked back place as he places a cig between his lips. he lights it while keeping eye-contact. he's got that grin on his face. i hate it (he looks so fucking good).

he takes a step, now standing tall and proud right there in my own personal space. he's way too close. but it's not like i'd ever push him away. so he stays; inhales the smoke and then exhales it to the side. and then he's raising his hand to me and places the stick between my lips without a word. he watches how i breathe it in in slow motion. he can smell my perfume. i blow the smoke in his face and all he does is stare at me with that look on his face.

"you gonna kiss me again?"

"you want me to?"

i want to punch him.

"oh, fuck off."

he hums, his eyes flicking to my lips when he sees the corners twitching, an annoyed smile threatening to break out.

"you look really pretty... " his words trail off, his eyes heavy as they meet mine.

"yeah?"

"yeah... " his fingertips dance on my waist, treading on thin ice, on the thin fabric of my dress and i just wish i could crack open his head and see what he's thinking about. i swear he's even closer now; i can hear him taking in another puff of the cigarette and i can feel the warmth of his body against mine. i can feel his thigh pressing against mine. "i missed you, you know?"

okay, so i really want to punch him.

"and who's fault is that, hm?"

his grin stretches wider. he likes it when i push back, talk back. fight back. it makes this little game of his even more fun.

but before he can trap me with his sweet, honeyed words, the door slams open and out stumble shoko and satoru, their arms locked as they talk way too loudly. i turn to look at them, suguru doesn't. inhale.

he hums to himself again as he holds back on the urge to push my hair behind my shoulder to expose even more of my skin, his teeth itching at the mere thought.

exhale.

[mr-jillie]

They make me ill

(The brush I used is from here https://olguioo.gumroad.com/l/starterpack?layout=profile)

[buddieinmybeddie]

People who only like and support ONE ship and go around sending hate to other ships/shippers are so weird , I as a multi shipper cannot understand..

I love to explore the dynamics my favorites would have with other characters, there are of course ships I don't like but I'm not gonna go around hating on them who DO like them for no reason

[bellamygate]

the thing that gets me abt religious ppl is they'll demand u respect their religion & that religion hating your existence but they won't respect ur right to be like yea my belief says god isn't real so thats a dumb reason for hating other people or ye ok then ur god is homophobic thats kinda shitty they go APESHIT like. it goes both ways? like they can say i hate gay ppl bc of my religion but when a gay person says well i dont respect that religion bc it doesnt respect me its ww3. I'm not walking on eggshells for people who are too quick to condemn me to hell

[wolvisms]

dude i love love

[aberooski]

Hassleberry's immune to the Light of Destruction, he has no darkness in his heart, he's part dinosaur..... he's a real problem for the bad guys because they can't do SHIT to him very easily at all! And I couldn't be happier 😌

[lunabug2004]

So what if I just turn on "Rains in Heaven" by NCT Dream and sob uncontrollably? Seems like a perfectly normal thing to me. No unhealthy amount of love for the group and all the members, nooooooo.

RENJUN IS SO UNREAL LIKE AS SOON AS I SAW HIM I TEARED UP WTHHHHHHH AND HAECHAN'S VOCALS TOOK ME OUTTTT (what's new?) SOMEONE NEEDS TO SEDATE ME RN FRFR

[mymelodyisme]

🥰😊🤭😇😎🌞🧸🖼️🥂🍟👻😘💝👽

Heeheeheehee ilu

Libby!!!! My sweetest!! 🥺

🥰 - I love your blog

😊 - I'm so glad I follow you

🤭 - You make me laugh

😇 - You're one of the kindest people on this site

😎 - You're one of the cool kids

🌞 - You brighten up the dash

🧸 - Soft vibes

🖼️ - Your artwork is stunning

🥂 - I would get drunk with you

🍟 - I would share my fries with you

👻 - I would go ghost hunting with you

😘 - Kissing you on the forehead

💝 - I love you (platonic)

👽 - I would believe you if you said you were abducted

🥰 okay okay first of all RIGHT BACK AT YOU. With an additional, wait hold on I gotta go through the list;;;

🤩 - I admire you

💪 - Don't Fuck With Me vibes

🧠 - You're so big brained

📜 - Your fics are top tier

🚓 - I would lie to the police for you (they’d ask “where is Libby?” And I would say “who’s Libby?”)

🥺 secondly man imagine a whole fun night we go ghost hunting get food!!! And somehow get caught in the crossfire of aliens together. 🤔 we can prove other life forms exist perhaps at the cost of my probing but they’d realize there’s not much going on in my head and throw me back down to earth. Unrelated but related, in middle school I thought I saw an alien like shadow in the wizard of Oz

♥️ Emoji Game ♥️

[aqqleshiqqing-archive]

but since im an artist i can be the one to make the red content so ☝️.... anyways my next course of action is to give red his own special trainer outfit ♥️

[nghtmarish]

@roseguided ; ezra / 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋 ; 𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆.

    𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠  𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐬  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬  𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭  𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞  𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭  𝐭𝐨  𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐮𝐬,   closing  the  door  behind  her  carefully  and  walking  through  the  sweet  smelling  flowers  until  she  finds  her  son,  a  soft  smile  pulling  at  her  lips.   there  weren't  many  people  who  could  bring  out  the  softness  in  livia,  but  her  children  were  someone  she  could  be  soft  for  and  would  also  do  absolutely  anything  for  them.   a  trait  shared  between  both  parents,   "   i  thought  i'd  find  you  in  here,    "   she  admits  softly,  moving  to  sit  beside  him,  blue  eyes  gentle  as  she  looked  over  ezra,  tyring  to  figure  out  exactly  what  was  going  through  his  head  right  now  but  figured  it  was  best  to  just  ask,   "   what  happened?   why  are  you  hiding  in  here?   you  know  you  can  talk  to  me  about  anything,    "

[the-girl-who-cried-wolf]

Hey emma! I hope you're having a great day 🫶💗

As for the tag game, I took the quiz and my result was... The killer.

Which is why I threw my phone across the room and refused to acknowledge this and failed to reblog my results. I am sorry but I won't accept it, maybe I'll try again cause I don't know what went wrong.

I love you so much, I am not a killer <-[said no innocent person ever].

Here have a hug <3

hey mais!! i'm having an okay day!! i hope yours is fabulous u deserve it <33

and oh my god... the quiz told you you're a killer... you KNOW the quizzes don't lie mais 😳

but i would actually love to know what u get if u take the quiz again. bc if u get killer twice,,,, then im sorry bestie. ur fate is SEALED.

oh a hug! thank u so much 🥰 u must have known that ive been craving a good squeezing today 💜

[hcluv]

saved kpop

[noxtivagus]

hmmm. oh my god my mind is a mess i rlly can't write what i want to rn but i will just Dump

[shadowedresolve]

my ultimate self indulgent fic concept currently is: toshiro post-tactica gets pulled back into metaverse shenanigans basically, but this time without the help of the rest of the phantom thieves. idk why he's unable to contact them yet, but - he discovers a young girl (probably one of the p5x characters??? let's go with aran because i'm very excited about her character atm) and has to team up with her in order to fight the new threat.

at the same time, he's secretly under investigation from the police for some reason. why???? idk yet. maybe he's been framed for yet more corruption, maybe they want to figure out where he vanished to during his disappearance that was never resolved, maybe they suspect him of working with the phantom thieves?? it's likely connected to the new metaverse threat, but.

also eri is trying to figure out what's going on with toshiro and plays a major role (possibly along with another character, maybe like. shibusawa????? if we're being really self-indulgent) in investigating from an outsider's perspective. they eventually learn about the metaverse and whats been going on and become part of the "team" so to speak.