#we are bffs to me

[sexynetra]

Galaxy, perfume, parchment, and oasis for the pretty asks :)

galaxy; what fascinates you?

Maybe a cop out because I am a history major but history 😂 I love falling down a rabbit hole of a random historical event/figure and finding out absolutely everything I can find

perfume; favorite scent?

P sure that when I worked at Ulta and sniffed perfumes all the time my favorite ones all had notes of gardenia :) but my true favorite scent is fir trees and/or fresh cut grass

parchment; favorite book?

You already knowwwwwww baby it’s Gatsby forever and always <3333 Great Gatsby you will always be famous

oasis; dream destination? 

I don’t know!!! I travel quite a bit which is amazing and wonderful and such a privilege but I’ve gone to a lot of the places that were on my wishlist :) I’d really love to go to Japan someday, and I want to go to Poland and Germany and Austria to see some of the WWII sights before their governments remove all the memorials and museums 😭 also I really want to go back to Santiago I’ve been missing it since I left in 2018 🤭

[buddivorce]

i'm thinking about an au possibility where karen didn't go back for hen after their breakup. she got on the flight to houston. she lives in houston for a few months and decides to go to a gay club to check out the scene after she's settled in to her new job. she meets one edmundo diaz, visiting his sister adriana who lives in town. they are Best Friends. karen and eddie both get job offers in LA at the same time. they move back. and just by karen's fucking luck, her closest and only queer friend eddie diaz is working at the same firehouse as her ex-fiancé AND her now-distant former neighbor. and he has a thing for the annoying twink one. AND HEN STILL HAS EVA'S FUCKING KID. HER NEPHEW CHRISTOPHER WANTS TO BE BEST FRIENDS WITH THIS KID. she is so fucked. it's a telenovela for the ages.

[bluntbambzie]

oh i love them actually !!!

[criticalspell]

chain of memories

[lesbianshepard]

guy who I thought tolerated me at best asked if I wanted to split rent when I mentioned I was seriously considering moving. grappling with the fact that maybe I am bad at judging if other people hate me.

[woogays-gayitup]

me and @theintergalacwhip btw

[cashmoneyyysstuff]

honestly i don’t see as much childhood friends to lovers with katsuki as i would like to and i feel like that’s criminal. like that is a criminal offense.

[jkvjimin]

seven days a week; jungkook's birthday countdown ↳ wed: one special live from 2023

[foxika]

whenever my friends give me too much grief about liking fox, i remind them that their faves (rex and cody) got 1v2’d by slick of all people

[this-blog-needs-a-new-name]

Sonya and her love for Lookmhee’s bottom lip ❤️

Girlsloveupdates

Gl-Saveme

[amagnificentobsession]

We dance like lovers, but laugh like BFF’s. ✨

[im-still-watching-anime]

war arc is insane for kakashi he goes through so many stages like

gai and i will survive together <3 -> gai and i will survive because of my son wtf when did he even LEARN this -> umm i think my presumed dead childhood teammate has a right to kill me so maybe i’ll die -> wait nvm i gotta beat his ass before he kills my son -> okay gai’s dying so i’m DEFINITELY going to die during this war fuck this -> man my childhood teammate is dying for real now too -> wait shit gotta save my kids lives -> gai is okay but still my kids > my life -> childhood bff gave his life to save me noo -> oh god his dying wish was for me to be hokage god i wish i died -> wait my kids reunited nvm i needed to live to see this moment i’m so blessed🙌🙏

[anghraine]

I got my doctor's appointment and prescriptions (the doctor decided the best solution to my asthma misery was to nuke it from orbit with steroids lmao) and also wrote some more of the femslash K/S AU for WIP Wednesday!

This section is set quite late in the fic, a few months after the five-year mission, and more than usually spoilery (though no great surprises for K/S fans), so the excerpt and more detailed context are below the cut. However, this phase of the story is essentially a follow-up to the cut lines from "The City on the Edge of Forever" about Kirk recuperating on Vulcan.

Basically, after the string of horrors Jess goes through in S3 and after, S'paak invites her to take her mandatory leave on Vulcan and, now on better terms with her parents, asks Sarek and Amanda to host them. She explains her logic: "leave" for a Starfleet officer as extremely competent and dedicated as Captain Kirk is likely to be little more than nominal if she's easily accessible on Earth (especially if she's in San Francisco itself), and thus Earth seems ill-suited to recuperation from the strains of the mission, all the more as Captain Kirk is prone to handling the emotional excesses of those around her. On the other hand, if their superiors have to go through Sarek to trouble Kirk, disruptions seem less probable.

Amanda is like, "oh sweetie we'd love to have you and your best friend with us for—several months, you said? That would be wonderful! It's been so long! And yes, I'm sure you'll both find it so much more restful at home than back on Earth. And your father does owe Captain Kirk his life...what's her favorite food?" and Sarek's like "no intelligent being owes their life to another and Kirk did no more than her duty, but S'paak's rationales are sound, and the captain has a reputation for honor and reason; if her temperament inclines her to find greater peace and sanctuary in Shi'Kahr than San Francisco, logic suggests she will make a suitable guest."

And a couple months into the recuperation on Vulcan with the silver birds etc, this happens:

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Throughout the nearly forty years of her daughter’s life, Amanda had almost never heard S’paak raise her voice. She had been a quiet baby, and took readily to Vulcan disciplines in early childhood. And neither Amanda nor Sarek had witnessed her first pon farr three years earlier.

So when Amanda passed Sarek’s study, where she knew he and S’paak were meeting with several elders for their own purposes, she started violently enough to just about dislodge her hair pins when she heard S’paak shouting.

“No! I do not accept—I won’t let you take—”

Regaining some semblance of composure, Amanda hesitated outside the door, catching the sounds of what sounded unmistakably like a physical struggle. The others within the study didn’t cry out, didn’t say anything audible enough to reach Amanda’s ears, but she would not expect them to; despite S’paak’s youth and strength, Amanda couldn’t imagine her capable of overpowering four other Vulcans. But she also couldn’t imagine what would have angered S’paak to such a degree that she would lose all command of herself in such company. It must be a misunderstanding, somehow.

Amanda certainly had not been invited to whatever Vulcan conclave was occurring within the study, nor received any explanation of its purpose. In general, she preferred not to disrupt Vulcan matters or to interfere in Sarek’s and S’paak’s relationship, however strong or disastrously estranged it might be at any given time. But after a few seconds’ consideration, she decided that she couldn’t leave S’paak there, alone with Sarek and the elders and openly upset, without knowing what could have possibly caused it. 

She reached a hand towards the door—but before she could push it forwards, Sarek himself opened it from the other side, his figure blocking Amanda’s attempts to see S’paak. He closed the door behind him before she could peer around him. His face showed no more emotion than usual, but Amanda thought she detected lines of physical weariness.

“Sarek, what’s wrong?” she demanded. “Is S’paak—”

“Plak tow,” he said succinctly, glancing down the hall, as if searching for some change to its usual state. Nothing had changed, not outside the study, not even the placement of the ancient stone vases.

Amanda’s eyes widened. “Plak tow? But pon farr is only every seven years, isn’t it? It’s only been three—”

He just looked at her.

“I thought there’d be more time,” Amanda said, flushing. “Time enough to arrange a different betrothal, at the least. She’ll still die without a bond mate?”

Her voice trembled, but she didn’t cry, which she supposed was an achievement of sorts. Forty years on Vulcan at war with every instinct in her red-blooded veins.

“Yes,” he said. “She was already showing traces of the irrationality that mark the early plak tow, and we had hoped that assuring her of an arrangement to save her life would calm her. The opposite occurred. She turned angry and violent.”

“At the idea of being bonded again?” Amanda said, puzzled. “But she has to!”

“Indeed,” he said, his voice even more neutral than usual. He glanced around again. “Where is Captain Kirk?”

“What?” She could hear S’paak’s voice rise sharply again, though not the words. “What does that—is S’paak safe?”

Sarek raised an eyebrow, looking particularly intractable. He’d always had a remarkable ability to convey an impression of fraying patience without enduring the shame of actually losing his composure. Amanda sighed and relented.

“I’d imagine Jessica is in her room,” she said. “We talked a few hours ago. She’d had a bad migraine and I gave her some human medication for it so she could try to get some sleep. Should I keep her away when she wakes up? She might make the situation more difficult—she cares for S’paak, of course, but…”

Sarek, without saying anything or moving more than a few facial muscles, seemed satisfied.

“No,” he said. “Amanda, go wake her now and bring her here to us. I must remain with Elder Stavak to ensure appropriate arrangements are made.”

Amanda blinked.

“Kirk is the person most familiar with S’paak, and thus more likely to successfully communicate with her in her current state,” he added, which was more explanation than she had expected, if still rather puzzling. After an almost absent-minded ozh’esta, he turned back to the study, then glanced over his shoulder. “Hurry, but be discreet. S’paak may not be capable of shame in this moment, but she will register it later.”

[spkyart]

Momokaruns

[small-spark-of-light]

me when kc my baby kc glow

[turquoiseocto]

im posting this without any context