97﹕ sender  has  hidden  an  injury  from  receiver ,  and  receiver  finds  out .

The Little Dragon desires the Khal's attention

"WHO THE FUCK DARED HURT YOU"

The bellow was heard all throughout their mansion, the sound almost making the panes within the windows shake from the ferocity. A deep, almost inhumane growl left the man's lips going to grasp her arm lightly to look at the purpling arm. "Who hurt my Khalessi."

happy ptide

going through my old journals as part of therapy homework and i'm reading a section written in the emotional wreckage of a full-on breakdown when i get hit with this line:

There is never a satisfying answer to ‘Why didn’t they love me?’

like wow babe. good fucking point

"Xiao does things" (and friends) twitter log part 2

-- UPDATE: removed some of the arts to make its own individual post since I am bad at organizing, sorry! (but the last one is new lol) xD

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In response to this meme:

30. A kiss to the palm of the hand

...He was too close. Far too close. Enough so that she could breathe the idea of him, try as she might not to. He was devastatingly handsome. Almost beautiful, but in a completely masculine way. More than physical attractiveness, though, was something more. There was a charismatic allure rarely seen, where the eye was drawn to him over and over again.

He was close enough that her hands lifted automatically, curling into the front of his bloody shirt. Her survival instinct was telling her to run, that just because she'd dreamt of him all her life didn't mean he was a dream come true. More like a nightmare, given form. Dark eyes watched, almost mesmerized, as his large hand came toward her face, fingers along her cheek, the pad of his thumb touching her lips.

She froze, unsure of exactly what to do, then his thumb is moving, stroking along her bottom lip roughly, smearing her lipstick. Those same lips parted slightly as her gaze met his, whiskey brown thrown against burning embers. She turned her head slightly, toward his hand, and her lips found his palm.

She held his gaze and watched as those burning flames grew hotter in intensity.

He was about to be even closer to her.

putting those men in a Situation

sir you'll have to specify that a little

The Buckley-Diaz family Conundrum:

I got some bangers on Twitter

obligatory ask meme curse: homestuck

Reverse Unpopular Opinion meme

Joke's on you, I'm into that shit. Homestuck was an enormous and entirely positive part of my late teens and to this day there's nothing else like it. Like sometimes you just need to step back and think about how cool Homestuck is. MSPA invented a new format that HS constantly tested the limits of, giving us a comic where some of the panels are looping gifs and some are flash animations and some are fully playable video games. It had more prose than War and Peace by the time it was halfway done. It invented the concept of blackrom. A good third of it was written in a single year-long creativity bender. The fandom was like Inklings For Gay People and is still coughing out published artists. The cast is split 50/50 by gender and also by glasses wearing status just because...math. It wielded recurring motifs and colors and shapes and phraseology like an armory of weapons. At its peak it had a canon to cosplay rate of less than one hour. It contributed very significantly to keeping me sane in high school. Reading it gives you a very specific Homestuck Accent and will haunt you with concepts and imagery forever. Homestuck!

oh look, we got real BTS footage of david tennant getting out of that box they keep him in between the shootings

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There is a happiness no-one else knows: the feeling of mud between fully webbed toes; the caress of a breeze on your moist shiny skin; the warmth of the sunlight that slowly soaks in; the gentlest hum of a thought far away, as you sit and you soak and let time tick away.

I think we as a society moved on way too fast from Lloyd canonically being a part of The lego movie events

“Which sibling tried to kill Luffy?”