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Yeah, Irene totally abhors mornings.
In my head Kai is a morning person and Irene isn't, so breakfast in bed for Irene is very common
inspired by (x)
According to Know Your Meme, on August 18th, 2005, Erwin Beekveld brought forth this work into the world. HAPPY TEN YEAR ANNIVERSARY, THEY’RE TAKING THE HOBBITS TO ISENGARD.
Lmao relatable.
i love how people who are into british aisles folklore vs. people who are into the modern edgy faerie movement sound like cat people vs. dog people like
me: *mentions faeries* someone reblogging my post: um even THINKING about faeries, ESPECIALLY IRISH FAERIES, is to flirt with a fate worse than death. your blood will drip form their sharp teeth. their sharp, sharp, pointy, sharp teeth. this isn’t tinker bell you’re dealing with. me: ….ANYWAY, this is my brounie his name is ferd and he unclogs my shower drain
I don’t but my mum does! So much so that sometimes I just find myself just randomly singing the theme tune.
My ugly daughter is fuuuucking delicious
all rivers lead to the ocean
Ooh, I bloody love crumble.
My ugly daughter is fuuuucking delicious
Morgana all the way! But Gwen: so sweet, adorable, utterly gorgeous. Arthur, very much agreed, seriously hot. Personally though Merlin is very lovely and beautiful.
TV shows and movies that made me notice my bisexuality
The Good Place
Tahani- Damn.
Jason- Fuck.
Harry Potter
Harry and Cedric- Damn
Hermione and Ginny- Fuck
Lucifer
Lucifer- Damn
Maze- Fuck
Les Misérables
Éponine- Damn.
Enjolras- Fuck
Once Upon A Time
Captain Hook- Damn
Little Red Riding Hood- Fuck
Merlin
Arthur- Damn
Morgana- Fuck
No, they’re one of my fave couples, they are deeply in hate/love and together forever!
Silver: Nothing ever pleases you, does it?
Vale: Not anything you do, no.
Am an utter fanatic for those scales and the floor, this is fabulous
To any suicidal followers I may have: This is a sign to not kill yourself. You are loved and the world is special because you are in it. Keep holding on.
Reblog this when it’s on your dash. You will save someone’s life.
Remus and Lily had the best friendship and nothing can change my mind
<3 women <3
I hope you all are going into this year full of love and strength!
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Honestly as a blind person I’m so tired of seeing fictional blind characters who don’t use white canes or other guides. “They have special powers so they know what’s around them” or “they’re confident enough to not need a guide” are common tropes, and I’m tired.
Are people scared that using a white cane will make their blind character seem weak? They can’t use a cane because they’re so special that they already know what’s around them, and other blind people who use guides are inferior because they’re not special?
I’m tired. Give your blind characters white canes and other guides. Let them hold onto their friends, let them have guide dogs. Don’t make white cane users feel ostracized for not being “strong enough” to go without.
Another thing that pisses me off is when a sighted character comes up with the fantasy equivalent of braille and teaches it to the blind character. Braille was invented by Louis Braille, a blind man, in 1824. The blind character should be the one coming up with it.
Tldr I’m blind and tired of sighted people lol
🔪 Sighted People MUST Reblog This 🔪
I think Kai is just being unreasonable
Irene: Starting off my day with two eggs for breakfast!
Kai: Those are chocolate eggs
Irene: Diet plan just says "two eggs", so let's not get too picky
All very swish! Yeah Bradamant for sure makes the highest priority to look fabulous as she stabs someone.
Request from @some-sort-of-firefly for a Bradamant aesthetic board.
In my head she's the most glamorous Librarian that the Library has ever had, and could kill a man with her stilleto heel
Not a bad realisation to have, Vale is pretty epic.
Vale: My idea of flirting is being as sarcastic as possible and seeing if they can handle me
hey there LGBTQ kids who are also Christian/Jewish! If you feel like you’re disobeying God, questioning your faith, or feel wrong and dirty for loving who you love, there’s this fantastic site I found today called hoperemains that accurately and thoroughly combs through scripture and its (many) mistranslations, validates your orientation, and basically let’s you know that you’re not pissing off God. It’s insanely thorough and after reading through every page on the entire site it’s super helpful. Go check it out!
Yeah, I reckon the dragons are pretty chill about stuff like that. But li Ming and Ao shun are forever.
Li Ming x Ao Shun with 66? Because like you I also cant stop thinking about them.
“Do not tickle me.” Ao Shun sleepily muttered into his pillow (black silk, obviously). Li Ming stretched and groaned and curled up against his side, reaching for him again and sliding his fingers over Ao Shun’s back to wrap an arm loosely around his hips, pressing his face to the dark hair spilling across the covers.
“That wasn’t the intention.” Li Ming replied, nestling against him, eyes barely half open, intending on allowing himself to slip back to sleep for half an hour more if he could. Maybe an hour, there was nothing too pressing to deal with, and he’d showered before going to bed.
He’d returned late, had a long and very hot shower to work out the aches of travelling, and crawled into the bed that Ao Shun was already occupying, reading underneath the light of a solitary lamp.
He’d been too tired for much more than crawling under the covers on the other side of the bed, his side of the bed if they were in the same world (he always slept closest to the door, a constant protector, even at night), and had been asleep before Ao Shun had even wished him goodnight, or hello for that matter.
“Good morning.” Ao Shun said, now that he was a little more awake, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and shifted to hold Li Ming and he kissed the top of his hair. “Did you sleep well?”
“Better than I have in weeks.” It was always the same response. He always slept better when he knew that his partner was less than an arms reach away.
The finest beds, thick and plush mattresses of feathers, large enough to fit a half dozen people in it and probably a few pets as well, and they always ended up pressed against each other. Curled around one another, bodies touching, even when it was a hot night, they still would sleep close, fingers brushing when the heat became too much to tolerate. Li Ming may run cold, but Ao Shun ran hot and it quickly became uncomfortable for Li Ming to be wrapped up in what felt like a furnace to him.
Ao Shun smiled. “Good, you were exhausted last night, you work too hard mon etoile.” Li Ming tilted his face up to smile at him with sleep hazed eyes. “Oh… you forgot to wash your eyeliner off. Hold still, I need a picture of this.” Li Ming huffed and rolled away from him, pulling the covers up over his head.
“I am going back to sleep.”
“Lí…” Ao Shun softly said. “My raccoon.” Li Ming sat up and glared at him.
“We are not making this a thing.” He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed his dressing gown as he got up and padded toward the bathroom on warmed tile floors. “I am not a raccoon, I was just tired.”
“I know you were, love. Come back to bed and there will be no more mention of your resemblance to adorable little creatures.”
“I am taller than you.”
“Barely-there-resemblance. Come back to bed, please.” Li Ming sighed.
“Just because you asked me nicely.”
Lí means raccoon, which is exactly what I needed to find out today and made me do the happy hand flappies
Ooh this is cool! And for sure counts as evil, you’re on the way up in the villain stakes, at the moment I think you’re a local nuisance villain but you’re stepping it up.
Kissing prompt #2 with Silver x Kai because it's Sunday
“Can I kiss you?” Kai tried to not snort too derisively. “Have you never been curious about kissing a Fae? How… narrowminded? I thought that you would be more adventurous than that. Keep it in the species? Oh, that would make miss Winters is the exception.” Kai turned to snap at him but stopped short, lips parted to bitterly spit out some pithy remark, but it died on his tongue.
Kai had some protection against Fae, due to his inherent nature as a dragon, and a noble born one at that, glamours could be cut through, a warm knife through butter. Most of the time. Sometimes he was caught off guard and he found himself swept up in the flow of a narrative, and even though he knew that it was all a story, he couldn’t get himself out of the current he was drowning within.
He was beginning to see why Irene was always so tense around Silver.
She was steeling herself against the man’s powers.
Something Kai was beginning to wish he knew how to do.
“Has the cat got your tongue?” Silver asked, he smirked and tilted his head ever so slightly, lavender hair catching the light and seemed to be threaded with gossamer. He slowly blinked his golden eyes, the pupils were wider than normal, something only usually seen in Silver at the end of a very long party with plenty of liquor, or when he chose to turn his eyes to a new prey.
“Shut up.” Kai forced out between gritted teeth, the small voice at the back of his head, that he wished he could gag, wished that Silver keep talking with that low, stroking, purring voice, in tones not unlike music.
Silver pouted. He flicked the tip of his tongue out to wet his lips and Kai swallowed thickly, the tension in his spine intensified and it was hard to not move toward Silver and take him in his arms and kiss him and-
Kai screwed his eyes shut and took a shaky breath, trying to breath deeply, but his lungs failed him.
“Did I touch a nerve, my dear prince?”
“I said shut up.” Kai opened his eyes again and managed a small reprieve when Silver took a slight step back, mildly alarmed by the red glow that Kai’s eyes had taken on. “You are a disgusting creature. I can tolerate working with the Fae, I can accept that we need to find a way to live in harmony, but I will never tolerate the way that you try to use people like they are nothing but your playthings.”
“They enjoy being my playthings. Believe me, I ensure that each and every one of them enjoys it.” He paused, and then. “I’d make sure that you enjoyed every moment that you would spend in my bed. We don’t even have to use the bed, if you prefer.” Kai would have hit him, he wanted to know what that flawless skin felt like under his…
No. He refused to allow himself to be drawn in by this creature.
He swallowed again and the red faded out of his eyes, like dying embers.
“So, can I?” Silver asked, taking another step forward.
“Can you what?” Kai sneered.
“Can I kiss you? I have never kissed a dragon before.”
“I will not be a notch in your bed post.”
“Oh, dear prince, we could be so much more than that.”
Does this continue to add to me being evil? First I start killing off everyone, and now I wont let anyone get a kiss.
Yeah it’s definitely been centuries if not millennia. I’m not sure how long dragons live but it’s absolutely been ages of them together.
Li Ming x Ao Shun with 66? Because like you I also cant stop thinking about them.
“Do not tickle me.” Ao Shun sleepily muttered into his pillow (black silk, obviously). Li Ming stretched and groaned and curled up against his side, reaching for him again and sliding his fingers over Ao Shun’s back to wrap an arm loosely around his hips, pressing his face to the dark hair spilling across the covers.
“That wasn’t the intention.” Li Ming replied, nestling against him, eyes barely half open, intending on allowing himself to slip back to sleep for half an hour more if he could. Maybe an hour, there was nothing too pressing to deal with, and he’d showered before going to bed.
He’d returned late, had a long and very hot shower to work out the aches of travelling, and crawled into the bed that Ao Shun was already occupying, reading underneath the light of a solitary lamp.
He’d been too tired for much more than crawling under the covers on the other side of the bed, his side of the bed if they were in the same world (he always slept closest to the door, a constant protector, even at night), and had been asleep before Ao Shun had even wished him goodnight, or hello for that matter.
“Good morning.” Ao Shun said, now that he was a little more awake, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and shifted to hold Li Ming and he kissed the top of his hair. “Did you sleep well?”
“Better than I have in weeks.” It was always the same response. He always slept better when he knew that his partner was less than an arms reach away.
The finest beds, thick and plush mattresses of feathers, large enough to fit a half dozen people in it and probably a few pets as well, and they always ended up pressed against each other. Curled around one another, bodies touching, even when it was a hot night, they still would sleep close, fingers brushing when the heat became too much to tolerate. Li Ming may run cold, but Ao Shun ran hot and it quickly became uncomfortable for Li Ming to be wrapped up in what felt like a furnace to him.
Ao Shun smiled. “Good, you were exhausted last night, you work too hard mon etoile.” Li Ming tilted his face up to smile at him with sleep hazed eyes. “Oh… you forgot to wash your eyeliner off. Hold still, I need a picture of this.” Li Ming huffed and rolled away from him, pulling the covers up over his head.
“I am going back to sleep.”
“Lí…” Ao Shun softly said. “My raccoon.” Li Ming sat up and glared at him.
“We are not making this a thing.” He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed his dressing gown as he got up and padded toward the bathroom on warmed tile floors. “I am not a raccoon, I was just tired.”
“I know you were, love. Come back to bed and there will be no more mention of your resemblance to adorable little creatures.”
“I am taller than you.”
“Barely-there-resemblance. Come back to bed, please.” Li Ming sighed.
“Just because you asked me nicely.”
Lí means raccoon, which is exactly what I needed to find out today and made me do the happy hand flappies
This is so sweet! I love them as a long established couple but still being fabulous.
Li Ming x Ao Shun with 66? Because like you I also cant stop thinking about them.
“Do not tickle me.” Ao Shun sleepily muttered into his pillow (black silk, obviously). Li Ming stretched and groaned and curled up against his side, reaching for him again and sliding his fingers over Ao Shun’s back to wrap an arm loosely around his hips, pressing his face to the dark hair spilling across the covers.
“That wasn’t the intention.” Li Ming replied, nestling against him, eyes barely half open, intending on allowing himself to slip back to sleep for half an hour more if he could. Maybe an hour, there was nothing too pressing to deal with, and he’d showered before going to bed.
He’d returned late, had a long and very hot shower to work out the aches of travelling, and crawled into the bed that Ao Shun was already occupying, reading underneath the light of a solitary lamp.
He’d been too tired for much more than crawling under the covers on the other side of the bed, his side of the bed if they were in the same world (he always slept closest to the door, a constant protector, even at night), and had been asleep before Ao Shun had even wished him goodnight, or hello for that matter.
“Good morning.” Ao Shun said, now that he was a little more awake, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and shifted to hold Li Ming and he kissed the top of his hair. “Did you sleep well?”
“Better than I have in weeks.” It was always the same response. He always slept better when he knew that his partner was less than an arms reach away.
The finest beds, thick and plush mattresses of feathers, large enough to fit a half dozen people in it and probably a few pets as well, and they always ended up pressed against each other. Curled around one another, bodies touching, even when it was a hot night, they still would sleep close, fingers brushing when the heat became too much to tolerate. Li Ming may run cold, but Ao Shun ran hot and it quickly became uncomfortable for Li Ming to be wrapped up in what felt like a furnace to him.
Ao Shun smiled. “Good, you were exhausted last night, you work too hard mon etoile.” Li Ming tilted his face up to smile at him with sleep hazed eyes. “Oh… you forgot to wash your eyeliner off. Hold still, I need a picture of this.” Li Ming huffed and rolled away from him, pulling the covers up over his head.
“I am going back to sleep.”
“Lí…” Ao Shun softly said. “My raccoon.” Li Ming sat up and glared at him.
“We are not making this a thing.” He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed his dressing gown as he got up and padded toward the bathroom on warmed tile floors. “I am not a raccoon, I was just tired.”
“I know you were, love. Come back to bed and there will be no more mention of your resemblance to adorable little creatures.”
“I am taller than you.”
“Barely-there-resemblance. Come back to bed, please.” Li Ming sighed.
“Just because you asked me nicely.”
Lí means raccoon, which is exactly what I needed to find out today and made me do the happy hand flappies
Sugary things all the way. If you give me an unlimited supply of crunchies, monster munch and maltesers I can conquer the world!
Buying so many writing snacks on my way home from work. I need biscuits and sugary things, no I don't want to be healthy, I want to be so sugar fueled that I write like Byron only he was fond of a different white powder that I don't want to try, also imagine me, a dorky idiot trying to buy drugs. They'd laugh at me and I'd get upset
This is very pretty, that building looks beautiful!
This sounds so awesome! That’s a really fascinating concept, I get the involuntary historical accuracy though, it’s a bit of a pain.
Me: is writing a book set in an alternate reality in the late 19th century but weird with werewolves and steampowered everything
Also me: When were lifts invented so I can make it historically accruate?
YOUR MAIN CHARACTER HAS A FUCKING MAGICAL ROBOT ARM, SHE CAN GET IN A FUCKING LIFT IF SHE WANTS TO!!!!!!!!!!!!
This looks gorgeous!
Yeah, he just wants someone to break silver’s pretty face, if not permanently. Preferably him but he might be gracious and let Irene do it as she also suffers from Silver.
Silver: one day, I’m going to say “fight me” and someone really is just going to fucking deck me
Vale: believe me, that day is closer than you think
Vale dreams of that day. Sometimes it’s all that keeps him going.
Silver: one day, I'm going to say "fight me" and someone really is just going to fucking deck me
Vale: believe me, that day is closer than you think
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Vale more than anyone knows he’s not a sensible person in charge.
Li Ming: where is everybody?
Vale: Irene had a nervous collapse, Kai is looking after her, Silver went back to bed, and I’m in charge.
Li Ming: fuck.
Vale: i know right?