#this is it!!

[scouting4love]

My roommate and I have had severe kingdom hearts brain rot since February (we've been friends since we were 12 and we've liked these games since we were 14 and got back into them) and these are some things that happen regularly when one of us play

The middle two are a comic, I didn't want Tumblr crop fucking it up 🫶🥺

[lizard-thenightwriter]

ANXIETY ENACTS THREAT ASSESSMENTS BEFORE LITERALLY EVERY ACTION TAKEN AND I /FUCKING/ HATE IT!

[traditional-with-a-twist]

lix. Beauty and Her Beast

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Parallel scene: Lovely, Dark, and Deep from Obiyuki Winter Challenge 2018.

As Kiki set the hunting lodge to order, she assessed the situation.

Truth be told, she had foreseen little good following Obi’s choices from the start, and now there was every reason to declare her fears vindicated.

She found her friend alone and forsaken, stranded somewhere along the road to nowhere and by no means in the best of health.

...

Kiki had not meant to interfere. She had understood in the couple’s sudden and silent departure, vanishing on the eve of their wedding, that they would find their own way now. 

She thought of them; she wished them well; she waited.

When Shirayuki’s letters stopped, she had begun watching, listening, looking for signs of something amiss. 

Had they simply disappeared again, in quest of a still more distant retreat than the one they had made for themselves in the wilds of the Haruka estate?

The message from Mitsuhide had settled this question.

...

Where Obi had gone now, why he had left — those questions Kiki could not answer, and she doubted whether Shirayuki might, either.

Perhaps Obi himself would be hard-pressed to explain. 

Regardless of the case, Kiki considered such details immaterial. He had made his decision; he had broken the promise sworn before her and to his wife.

Now only one question remained: what next?

...

Shirayuki’s feelings wavered from gladness to trepidation when Kiki re-entered, bearing a bowl of something hot.

She felt herself stronger as she sat up to eat, but inwardly her spirit quailed. 

Twice now Shirayuki had appealed for assistance with her quest; twice she had been refused — by the very persons she might have expected more interested, most sympathetic to her case.

Now that she faced a third prospect of rejection, Shirayuki debated whether to mount the petition at all.

...

Perhaps Kiki was too busy; perhaps it would not be fair to ask.

Shirayuki would not want to put her in an uncomfortable position…would not want to impose….

She accepted the bowl in silence and began to eat with her eyes lowered.

...

Kiki sat beside her on the bed, a gesture so familiar that Shirayuki looked up in surprise.

She met her friend’s kindest smile, the one she had encountered first in the belly of a pirate’s ship after a long nightmare of fear and isolation.

The same expression of warmth and kind understanding met her now.

...

“Shirayuki,” her friend said gently. “You’ve come a long way.”

The herbalist of Tanbarun turned royal pharmacist then princess-to-be, bereaved and betrothed again, lately a wife and now a sojourner — at this acknowledgement, she felt herself begin to tremble.

Shirayuki gripped the bowl to stop it from splashing.

...

Kiki laid her small hand, strong and sure, on her friend’s shoulder. “You’re not alone,” she said simply.

Shirayuki set the bowl aside and let herself be held as she had not for an interminable number of nights — not since Obi had left her nor Zen before him, not even since her grandparents, but perhaps all the years back to the loss of that unknown mother who had once cradled her close and secure as Kiki did now.

The fear drained away as a restful sense of comfort overtook it.

Shirayuki leaned on her friend and said, “I’m looking for Obi.”

...

Kiki nodded. She had guessed as much, but it meant something that Shirayuki spoke in the present tense. She was yet searching; she had not given up.

Bolstered by this first mark of acceptance, Shirayuki drew herself upright.

She met Kiki’s gaze and confessed, “I don’t know where he is.”

...

There it was – the shame and futility of her search, bundled together in one short phrase.

She had admitted herself completely forsaken, even as she asked an fabulous boon: help me to find a man who does not want to be found. 

Help me track a flake of snow in the mountains, a fallen leaf in the forest.

Help me to journey, I know not where, for a man who may refuse me when I arrive.

Help me to do the impossible.

...

She bared the guilt and absurdity of it all before the gaze of Lady Kiki Seiran, the third nobility of her adopted country to whom she had addressed her plea.

The first had scorned both her and his son, lashing out in anger.

The second had turned from her, drawn away along his own road to somewhere she knew not, too bound in his own pain to minister to hers.

...

Now Kiki’s eyes regarded her: the pale clarity of an aristocratic line, hardened like diamonds in the forge of Kiki’s exacting mind and unrelenting spirit.

The eyes of a basilisk when angered, the eyes of a sphinx when calm, they weighed up all who came before them and found most wanting.

Shirayuki met these eyes unflinching, firm in the courage that rarely wavered and never deserted her for long, and awaited her judgment.

...

Kiki rose from the bed and walked to the window, every step precise. She stood gazing out at the forest around them, lately streaked with white.

They were in the depths of cold yet; spring had not thawed the roads.

It would be a difficult journey under the best of circumstances, like and unlike the one she and Shirayuki had undertaken alongside two men now lost to them. Then they had traveled from the border with Tanbarun all the way to the capital of Clarines, and Shirayuki had arrived a fugitive from injustice.

...

Shirayuki was hardy and wise to the natural world, Kiki knew, but her health was flagging; at the very least, she had suffered a shock.

Besides this, the long distance of that first journey had followed known routes.

Shirayuki had stuck to the main roads in her flight from Tanbarun – speedy, but not secretive, as the untimely gift of apples had proved.

The four of them together had preferred the open country, but still along familiar paths, with known supply points.

In this situation, such a method of travel would never serve their purpose.

...

“Obi had made a life of secrecy and flight,” Kiki said. “For his kind, the woods are the nearest they have to a home. He is skilled above all in the art of vanishing without a trace, of leaving false trails, of assuming multiple identities to conceal his passage.

“Beyond this, he will have allies equally if not better skilled, some situated to provide just such a service as preventing discovery — by bolt holes, hidden passages, even arranging stowaways aboard ships.”

She turned to read Shirayuki’s face as she spoke, watching for the emotions that overtook it.

...

“When Obi fell to our supervision, Zen instructed us in the case of his disappearance, that we were not to follow.

“It would be useless, a fruitless waste of our resources. To track him with no idea of his whereabouts or purpose may cost months… even years.

“He may never be found.”

...

“Even if it takes my whole life,” Shirayuki answered, eye blazing, “I won’t stop looking! I won’t give up on him. It doesn’t matter how long.”

“Long,” Kiki repeated. “It will be long.”

The two women stood in silence for a moment. Hard sunlight slanted in through the window and struck the floor in long bright bars.

...

Then Kiki smiled. “So,” she said, “there is no time to waste. Let us start at once.”

[kithtaehyung]

And with that amazing wonderful gorgeous update I have a song rec!!! Nothing Even Matters by Sir!!! It’s such a sweet song and just reminds me of Yoongi lol. Yoongi is down BAD for reader and she’s in just as deep and it’s so good. Your writing is 😙👌🏾 and I’m excited to see them develop together. Amazing update as always!

I AM YELLINGGGG‼️ oh my god babe i love SiR and this just made me jump out of my chair😭😭 this damn song! the lyrics the vibes the.. everything. thank you for this rec and saying it reminds you of yoongi i’m so sOFT right now.

[mmmleckerlecker]

Heyo! Something like a year ago I sent you an anon ask thanking you for inspiring me with Heart Pangs to keep working on my own story. I published my first book 6 years ago, but I'd been struggling with confidence for book II because there's vorish elements and I was really unsure about how to handle it. I loved the way you approached the subject in Heart Pangs and it made me realize how I could make my own character's story work. Anyway, book II is coming out really soon and I'm excited about it!

Heart Pangs sticks with me, even now. So thank you again!

Ahhhh!!! This is so cool!! Thank you for telling me this!! It really made my day ☺️ I looked at your blog and found the masterpost about your story. I’ll try to find time to check it out!

It’s so strange when people tell me these sorts of things (not in a bad way!). In my head HP is the funny little vore story I made up and posted on my blog. Then sometimes REAL PEOPLE will tell me I inspired them?? Just by writing about my vore blorbos?? And I’m just like 🥹🥹🥹 me?? inspiring?? Ahh absolutely wild!! Honestly the greatest reward for writing and sharing this story :’)

[9snim]

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[lipstickbisous]

Andrew's pet names for you when you're alone (but not sexual) being bunny and baby bun wait what

i actually love this!! being called bunny just in general by him, it’s like his adorable and special name for you 🥺 and you know what, i feel like there’s a slight chance he’d slip it in sexually too?? “good morning, bunny” or when you come home from work/school “hi, bunny, how was your day?”

he doesn’t think of it as a sexual name, he thinks of it as a romantic thing, so if you’re having more romantic sex, he says it omg!!

[bcstired]

Josh is there!!

[gatheringbones]

all I’m saying is that when you’re living in an ethnonationalist fascist state run by a religious death cult it’s time to start being less scared and ashamed of being gay and experiencing gay attraction and seeking out gay experiences because buddy, this is It

[kithtaehyung]

oceans 7 👀

this is exactly what i’m thinking, anon😛 our minds!!

[adashofniallandasprinkleoflunacy]

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IM SCREAM IVE NEVER SEEN THIS BEFORE

[evieisnumber1]

man that last episode of superstore had me FUCKED UP I can't even tell you how hard I cried

[godlydolans]

Ok hear me out Ram Leela but with you and Ethan :’) ( Let’s just forget they die at the end )

OOF THAT MOVIE IS MY LIFE!! LEELA?! IS A FUCKING QUEEN! You don't know how often I think about Ethan being the Ram to my Leela 😭 His face comes into my mind whenever i listen to Laal Ishq I can't!!

This is the fucking concept baby! I wanna be his Leela bro 😭

[semiotomatics]

[bcdtouch-a]

"I'm disowning you"

@altaindustries

                     “Sorry, partner in crime.  I had to do it to em.”