#screams into a pillow!!!!

[liightbringr]

𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬. ♥

@opyre asked: " evangelique ... " he presses his lips gently atop her knuckles , and a confident smile pulls over his lightly freckled cheeks , " i pray this day has fared you well . " his hand interweaves with hers , " if it might lift your spirits , i have prepared us a dinner . " and suddenly , a certain shyness becomes him ; how unusual , " that is , if you've the time to spare . "

𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇��𝐔𝐋 && 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 whilst indulging in the touch he graces her with. The feeling of his lips against her skin that scorches her to the bone && practically unmakes her.. just to make her once more in the vision of his warmth && gives her a home in the light of his eyes. It's the corners of full tiers being cast curvature, albeit shyly, when she basks in his light of persona. All that he is, who he is, enthralls her. It envelops her like the sun's embrace. && to see him smile merely causes her to grow in size therein. Digits lacing with his own, stepping that bit nearer as he offers the arrangements of a dinner he's since organized. It's a gesture that causes her heart to soar && sing free its wonder---a moment to themselves. Wherefore she might indulge in his company && perhaps get lost in those sky-faring blue eyes no different than the now. "Oh..?" More a whisper than aught else. Her curiosity is sated enough in her tendency to believe him without question. But it is soon paired with an inkling of amusement thusly. That shyness that comes to the forefront of such chivalrous tendencies is indeed unusual, but all the while it is welcome. She is open-minded; she is fully aware that tidings of the heart can be tricky to maneuver. Setting sail on choppy seas can test the mettle of a sailor. && there is aught similar to be said of riding the wind on uncharted waters. But the silk in her voice comes to be, singular extremity rising in tandem to his newfound plight. "Joshua.. darling.." Hushed, genuine in the warmth to be had. There is warmth abundant. An air of belonging when near him. "I will always have time for you. I could think of no better company, in truth.. so by all means: steal me away once more. So long as I am with you."

[azperja]

Minthara and her very smitten demigod gf

[jedidragonwarriorqueen]

This show started with children making a different choice from their parents and elders, and returning a lost child to its parent.

And it turns out this all started because, millennia ago, a parent lost his child and turned his grief into vengeance.

[vanmarkus]

It ain't no lie, baby, bi bi bi ♫

[thedupshadove]

Your father is dying. Your incipient mother-in-law is dying. Your fiancé might be dying. Said fiancé and future mother-in-law are both willing to confide about their health conditions to you, but insist that it needs to be kept secret from the other, despite the fact that they're mother and daughter and have known each other for all of your fiancé's life, whereas they both met you probably only a couple of years ago. Every day, Arthur Holmwood wakes up.

[bamsara]

The Rehabilitation of Death

Chapter 20: The Winds of Change

For their second crusade into Anchordeep, Lambert and Narinder have the (unfortunate) experience of running into Midas. Pushing into the God of Death for information about his past with his siblings -of Kallamar's former life and a treasury resembling a ballroom- proves to have consequences when Narinder starts to pry into their own.

When coming upon a relic, he offers them an opportunity they would not have expected from him: teaching them how to absorb divinity like the old gods have, and to restore their ability to cast curses.

In every scenario, there is a notable change. Emotionally, how they speak, physically even.

The Lamb is scolded by a rabbit for losing sleep. The God of Death is listening more than they are aware. A duo returns to the cult grounds after missing for over a month.

(Narinder and Leshy have started fighting. Break it up before someone gets hurt.)

Chapter Wordcount: 19,479 | Read the Tags | Happy Reading!

[blewsee]

they make me so sick in the head it’s actually unreal

[rumpled]

[jinikaris]

FELIX // dominATE australia D1

[angelstitss]

this is everyone’s friendly reminder that this is how husk reacted when angel said “if i end up broken, i won’t be his favorite toy anymore.”

i have two thoughts about this.

1. he’s just like us fr

2. im literally going to curl up in a corner and start crying HE HAD NEVER ACTED LIKE THAT BEFORE IN THE WHOLE SHOW. HIS WINGS FUCKING DROOPED AND HIS EARS PINNED BACK AND EVERYTHING IM GOING TO SCREAM 😭😭😭😭😭😭

[lifemod17]

We as a society do not talk about Wasteland, Baby! on electric guitar enough!!!

[microwavingfranky]

Something something, Sanji has been starving his whole life

Heavily inspired by this post which altered my brain chemistry and ruined my day: https://www.tumblr.com/an-au-blog/740792358113804289/no-because-imagine-while-they-bicker-like-usual

[wistfulwatcher]

EMILY & HOTCH DANCING in 7.24 RUN

[florallylly]

concept: eddie has heard many a rumor about king steve, but he's actually never really bothered to seek him out. and while he was doing his lunchtime monologues, steve was usually hanging out with tommy and carol in the parking lot. so despite hawkins high being a small school, he's never connected the rumor to the boy.

he HAS however seen steve, he just doesn't know it. and it's basically love at first sight, but eddie is never able to catch up to him and learn his name. so whenever he talks to his friends, he just calls him the guy with the Fat Ass.

and his friends always brush over steve harrington whenever eddie tries to point out the "love of his life." so it becomes a running joke that eddie is in love with some sort of ghost with a Fat Ass.

then one day, steve peeks into the drama room, looking for dustin. and all eddie can do is point and say "you... you fat ... fat ass." and steve is just like "rude."

[fantastic-nonsense]

hey remember when Arakawa said Roy and Riza would be married if it weren't illegal for them to be together

[illuteridae]

now feels like a good time to post these scribbles from last week