#born to raid

[nando161mando]

John Brown: Born To Raid!

[amid-fandoms]

nun this priest that what about THEM

[vykodlak]

Heir of the unicorn

[winterinhimring]

Jin-Woo is the "introvert who got adopted by an extrovert and...okay, guess we're friends now" friend and Jin-Ho is the "extrovert saw introvert and adopted them" friend, but at the same time, neither of them has ever made a friend before, Jin-Ho imprinted on the first person to offer him any kind of guidance and protection, even incidental and half-hearted as Jin-Woo's efforts were, and Jin-Woo has no idea why this human golden retriever puppy has started following him around. Oh, and Jin-Ho thought he was a serial killer for a hot minute when they first met. Their relationship fascinates me.

[infizero]

GUYS PREVIEW PAGES FOR GERALD'S JOURNAL JUST DROPPED AND WE'RE ACTUALLY GETTING TO SEE GERALD'S TWO SONS LETS FUCKING GOOOOOOOOOOO

[joy-crimes]

[fitgothgirl]

i know not many will watch this bc it doesn't have an exciting thumbnail (i get it - i wish i could change it), but so well spoken

[historygay420692]

and so what if I made a death note/atla au???

[lavishlavorre]

I'm going to be in Puerto Rico in March. As a Puerto Rican born and raised in fucking Alabama (i have many many many issues with where I was born and live) I've never actually been to Puerto Rico despite my grandfather and his sisters and brothers all being born there and I AM SO FUCKING EXCITED to experience it for the first time and NERVOUS

[swallowtail-ageha]

You truly cannot win if you are in fandom and have light brown to dark brown skin tone you make a character w brown skin brown hair and eyes and you got a demographic of people accusing you of writing a self insert who ruins the setting by daring to make a character with less than lily white skin you make a character with brown skin and anime hair/eyes and you get a whole different crowd of people calling you problematic because you pussied out of giving the character ethnic traits and in both cases you have to justify to an angry crowd of people why you dared to make a character brown

[bitchapalooza]

I’m curious, what is everyone’s take on nations being born? Do they just appear out of thin air like canon suggests? Do they birth or sire them themselves? Or are they born from humans, it being a long standing(or old depending on the time period ig) fear for parents finding out their newborn is a semi-immortal representation of their kingdom/empire/country to be?

I like all three theories depending on the narrative at play but I’m leaning towards the last one because it sounds cool now that I actually put it into words lol

[facetsofthecloset]

Insert “unfollow me now this is all I’m going to post about for the next month” thing

(Ok but knowing me I promise it’ll probably be like a week tops)

(In the meantime there will be much Boy and much Heron and I will ask myself How Will I Live?)

I don’t know how to describe it other than this movie gently opened my chest and poured itself into me until I was overflowing with it. It felt like I knew it, somewhere in me, all my life, and here it was now, tangible and on-screen. It held a mirror to me that was simultaneously a scrapbook of memories and a sketchbook of ideas, mine or someone else’s, it didn’t matter, all mixed up—and it said I know what it’s like to hurt this way and to cope this way and now let’s find a way out of the tower together

Urghhhhhh URGHHH I AM NOT OKKKKK

[pokerized]

funny thought: poke is a rich kid with certain connections and just steals shit for fun

[omegasmileyface]

not being that knowledgeable, personally, i feel like if i could pick any situation to be born in it would probably be a precolonial pacific island. just the time/place combo that has always felt the most Right

[vampyrehospital]

i hate being hit with the reality of this country bc now other immigrants my dads friends with are worried that hes gonna get detained when he tries to re enter the us

[bunnibombz]

Viking! Simon who you never expected to be the one to court you. Bringing you massive bucks and wolf pelts from his hunts, jewelry made for you from woven iron and shining beads, racks of firewood brought to you through the wintertime to keep your home warm. Simon hadn't said more than a handful of words to you, but his intentions were clear.

Viking! Simon who was waiting near your front garden for you one early morning when you were leaving to wash clothes in the creek, his hand clinched tight around something in his fist. He greeted you softly, reaching out for your hand and placing the object in your palm. You smiled as you held the necklace up softly in your fingers, studying the woven iron anchoring a black wolf's tooth into a pendant, the chain made from delicate silver.

"I knew i would give this to my future bride" he murmured quietly as if to himself as he tied it around your neck, a giddy smile stretching your cheeks as you turned in his arms, pressing against him and hearing his heart pounding.

Viking! Simon who asked for you to do his war paint before he went off to a raid at the end of winter. Promising to come back to you in quiet murmurs over the crackling firelight in his main room, the softness of your fingers dragging the charcoal paint across his skin puling out all the words he had wanted to say to you before but was afraid of admitting his feelings.

Viking! Simon who returns from the raid the first hot morning of summer. The bag of loot falling from his shoulder and his strong arms encircling you against his chest the moment he sees you. He chuckled lightly at the concerned look on your face as your hands grazed the fresh scar on his chest.

"Did everything I could to get back to you lovie" He said, rough hand soft as he cupped your jaw and turned your face closer to him. Your heart felt it would skip out of your chest as his lips pressed against yours, a satisfied hum in his chest as his hands gripped your waist.

Viking! Simon who marries you the following day. Not wanting to wait anymore, that journey having made him wait long enough to make you his completely. He keeps you close that night as the festivities of your wedding go on far past moonrise, his hand or arm never leaving you. Feeding you juicy meat from his fingers and tilting his cups of mead and water up to your lips. Finally things died down a bit, and Simon lifted you up over his shoulder and carried you giggling back to his house. He had already moved your things in before the ceremony.

Viking! Simon ravaged you in his bed that night. His fingers were gentle as he squeezed and rolled your nipples while his lips and teeth sucked and nipped roughly at your bare flesh. His cock throbbed deep in your gut when he breached your virgin entrance, both of your voices raised in broken moans as you learn each other's bodies for the first time. Your mouths were locked in a messy tongue filled kiss when he filled you up, hot cum shooting in creamy spurts against your womb as you locked your legs around him. Limbs tangled and covered in sweat, he takes you until the morning birds begin singing.

Viking! Simon who is beaming with pride as he lays his rough hands against your swollen belly months later, his baby growing big and strong and kicking fiercely against their fathers touch.

"A warrior already" he chuckled when your stomach jumped a little, the impression of a little foot or hand pressing against your skin. Your husband holds you close, pulling you in tight to his warm chest and just breathing you in through the cold night.

"Strong like his father" you whispered with a soft smile, caressing your stomach lovingly.

Viking! Simon who has tears in eyes a month later when his baby is born. A strong, beautiful little girl that makes his heart swell. She's so tiny in his arms as he holds her while you rest, the safest place in the world with her father who would burn the world to ashes before he let anyone hurt either of you. He presses his lips to her forehead in a soft kiss as her tiny fingers wrapped around one of his and he realized that with you and her, he finally found something to live for.