#like idek how to explain this

[misandrygalore]

see what’s what twilight gets wrong you can’t have a vampire love story that’s founded on a sense of moral superiority and victorian purity it’s contradictory to the concept of vampires in general and it just falls so flat

[aurorangen]

Like my first love that September

Transcript & Context:

[The trial was an eye-opener for us and we shouldn't be afraid to reach out to help cope with trauma. We both went to therapy, my mum felt brave enough to open up about her mental health and I went to talk through my fears and distress and how to gain control of it. In the end, we decided to move to Henford-on-Bagley]

[The countryside promoted healing and we were less likely to be triggered by places or people. It was really an escape from the big city. Settling down was easy since my grandparents lived there. It was also my first time visiting the family farm and I loved every single moment in that house]

[Most importantly, I felt more relaxed in Henford-on-Bagley. No more pestering reporters or prying eyes of the neighbours. No more trouble sleeping or flashbacks to all the difficult times. Instead, it was a warm welcome from the villagers, who did not ask too many questions, well most of them anyway]

[Our wellbeing improved and we immediately fitted in with the community. It was a new beginning here which meant a different school, routine and people. And one person in particular stood out from everyone else]

[Henford-on-Bagley was where I met Nancy Montford. She was my first love]

The remaining story parts (the first love and the one after 👀) are the ones that I have most been looking forward to! And look who is his first love...Nancy (tjolc)!!! It is perfect with her cooking roots and how city detective also explores food. I've mentioned that Vincent likes cooking and you will find out how it came to that. Now the two legacies link 🤗 One more thing is Oscar has NO RELATION to Strangerville even though I initially created him to be the mysterious guy.

[actuallyitsstar]

does it count as a criminal record if his only crime is having way more fun than the navy allows? (insp).

[lucassinclaer]

STRANGER THINGS LADIES APPRECIATION WEEK: DAY 2 FAVORITE DYNAMIC

You're a very brave girl. You know that, don't you?

[maochira]

You cook something for Kaiser and he says "Kann man essen." (It's the best compliment you can get from him)

You cook something for Ness and his response is "Leckerschmecker für Spaßentdecker :3"

[bunnihearted]

being too weird and unlikable and off putting and always being shunned and turned into an outcast everywhere i go and not having felt the connection and healing friendship has on you for so many years has really done a number on me

[poopiefart420]

Smoking that Azulon pack 🙏

Without smoke

[mysticfemme]

the true butch femme experience is alternating the name I moan for my butch because they have funky gender and don't mind which name I use

[silbeni]

Ryoma figures it out again later but yk......

[sonicattos]

rouge the bat and shadow the hedgehog are so fucking gender GIVE ME

[laurelindebear]

Help

Why am I reading Wikipedia articles about post-structuralism and anti-humanism when I'm stupid-tired?

[giurochedadomani]

Wip is slowly growing, it might have (2) scenes!! 😂 It's the horny continuation of this fic, and basically the first time Mishanks sleep together, with a general undercurrent of learning from each other and how precious it is to trust someone enough to say: guide me through this

Shanks moves his head a bit, curious as to what prevents Mihawk from fully relaxing on top of him. Taking a wild guess at the swordsman’s downturned face, he'd say it's still his fascination about his chest, fingers ghosting near a streak of cum cooling on his abdomen. 

He definitely makes a mental note to lose the shirt the next time they duel. 

Mihawk grumbles a bit when he hugs him and pulls him closer, turning to look at him all sour. 

“You're sticky”, he mumbles. His hair is tousled, perfectly coiffed curls sticking now in disarray. 

Shanks fails to bite back a smile. He raises an eyebrow. 

“Oh, sorry, did you want to move?”. 

Golden eyes narrow, studying him. After a long moment Mihawk gives out the barest little sigh, accommodating himself on Shanks’ chest. He almost gets to count to ten before the other grabs his hand and positions it between his shoulder blades, face firmly turned away. 

Shanks snorts, starting to caress the back of Mihawk's neck, his chest doing something funny when the swordsman melts at the touch of his hand in his hair. He thinks about the knives again, and about Mihawk's distrustful look in the face of praise. 

“I knew you'd be a natural”, he mentions lightly, cutting himself from saying even stupider shit, like I love you, or something. 

He cranes his face a bit, surprised when such a declaration is met with silence instead of a dismissive scoff, and at the slight jostle Mihawk turns his face a bit further away. It occurs to him in a fit of clarity and glee that the swordsman is bashful, of all things.

[divinekangaroo]

Can't explain how unspeakably hot Lizzie is in that specific gifset (prior reblog chain)

[spilledstars1234]

Guys i need a good ao3 botw fic recommendation.

I want to find something that captures's botw's emphasis on isolation. Like, the game had a very lonely feel to it, you know? I want to find a fic that has that very same feeling of loneliness, like something to do with Link randomly exploring Hyrule and encountering its empty, silent ruins. The world feeling familiar to him but so unfamiliar at the same time, the world being drastically more desolate than it once was a century ago, where it had once been lively, but Link having no recollection of that liveliness. Something well-written with good desciption. A fic of Link feeling alone in this world that has little liveliness to it, something somber yet tranquil at the same time. I don't know how to explain it, but something quiet, almost calm. maybe having some angst of link struggling to recall memories of his past as princess zelda's knight, memories that he knows he should have but just doesn't have.

I've been searching through ao3 for a fic like this, but to no avail. if i didn't have so many writing wips i'd write it, but oh well. If you find anything somewhat close to this, let me know.

[angelnumber27]

Has this month been super weird and bad for anyone else or

[sheepgirlmaidtummy]

white men act like you have a soul challenge