#unreal excitement

[cinnaminstar]

How's it going everyone

[stanasbeckett]

...feels like I'm falling in love for the first time.

[benevolenterrancy]

Li Yu is on!! a mission!! which is really hard to do when only one of your three currently viable forms have legs and it's not like. the ideal form.

[andorshitdaily]

GREAT NEWS!!!!!

WE MADE IT!!! TODAY IS THE DAY!!!!!

[notacluedo]

Dare I say saddest little guy on the west coast

[eliasbouchardofficial]

Someone walks into the institute. He’s confused, and shielding his eyes from the blinding light of day. He is no longer used to the warmth of the sun. He looks around at the only reminder of home left standing. It’s different than it was, when he knew it, but still the same in essence.

He walks the route to the head office, one he’s walked many times before. One he thought he would never walk again. He knocks on the door.

@crushed-potential

Come in!

*Elias' voice rings through the office, reaching the man behind the door. He couldn't care enough to see who it was, too involved in his paperwork and observation of... Certain individuals. As long as he didn't feel threatened, he was fine just letting whoever was on the other side in.

It felt like a guest, anyway.*

[thelonelyshore-if]

Jay Drabble

Or, Jay wakes up next to MC for the first time.

The first time Jay saw you, they had no idea that they'd love you. 

Ravi had a feeling. That's all he would tell them about why they were walking alongside the lake when a storm was clearly about to break. That deep into October, night had already fallen despite the early hour. Jay had their flashlight out, scanning the beach for the source of the feeling.

The water was a cold, dark unknown. Empty of promise or reason for concern. Kristy Edwards was still missing at that point, and Jay was half hopeful that Ravi might be leading them towards her. They were focused on the beach itself, looking more for a body than anything else. 

“Oh,” Ravi had said, looking out at the lake. 

Jay turned, a sinking feeling in their gut as they found what they'd been looking for. A body, bobbing in the water like a dead fish. Limp. Motionless.

Not Kristy, though. Not anyone.

They ran in without thinking. For someone so cautious with their personal life, Jay sure had a knack for rushing into danger. 

The first time Jay saw you, you were drenched in lake water, your pajamas clinging to your skin and your eyes shut. The first time they kissed you, it was to push air into your lungs, their hands pumping rhythmically at the still heart in your chest. 

Now it's six in the morning and they've kissed you again. Kissed you and more, spent a night with you that still has their heart pounding.

Jay lays awake in their bed. One arm is tucked behind their head, propping them up enough that they can look at you curled up on their chest. The other is pinned between your torso and a satin pillowcase. Pins and needles stab at the trapped limb, and they're trying to figure out how to escape without ruining the moment. 

The problem is that they're so damn comfortable, other than the dead weight of their arm. You lay with your head buried in the curve of their neck. They can feel the steady rise and fall of your chest, the warmth of your skin. 

You're here. You're alive. You're beautiful.

Dim light shines in from the hallway. Last night you stayed up talking for hours. You sat shoulder to shoulder on their old red sofa, discussing anything and everything. Leaning closer and closer as the night went on. Knees bumping, hands brushing together. Talking turned to kissing turned to…

Well. 

Jay smiles. They can’t help it–a giddy, excited, teenager-who-just-had-their-first-kiss sort of smile.

You both were distracted enough that it's no surprise they forgot to turn off the light. Other than the dim golden glow streaming in from the hall, Jay's bedroom is dark. It's late enough in the year that the sun won't come up for hours, and they'll take the darkness for as long as they can get it. 

This feels like a dream, a moment wrapped in the magic of waking up with you in their arms for the very first time. 

Well. Waking up with you on their arm. An arm that is, quite frankly, killing them. 

Jay doesn't want to break the spell, but their arm is starting to feel like the static that builds up on the surface of their TV.

They stretch out their fingers and grimace when the motion sends sparks shooting straight up to their shoulder. They scoot back in bed, slowly managing to wriggle their arm out from under your neck. 

They pull free, shake out their fingers. Blood rushes back into their hand and it stings, but nothing like it was before. They watch you, fondness and amusement mingling as your face briefly twists into a mask of annoyance. You crack open a single eye, looking up at them.

“Jay…?” you squint into the darkness, words sluggish with sleep.

“Morning,” they say softly.

Jay’s heart melts when your groggy expression fades into a sleepy smile. You roll over until you’ve propped yourself up on your side. You swoop down, peppering their ribs with clumsy kisses.

“Hey–!” their voice cracks into laughter. It tickles, and they shift away from you, but you’ve wrapped your arm around their waist. They’re trapped, and they’re elated, and this is the best morning of their entire life.

“You woke me up,” you accuse.

“I couldn’t feel my arm,” they grin, “You were crushing it.”

You open your mouth to protest and they can't resist leaning in and catching your lips with theirs. They pour all of their giddiness and joy and relief into the kiss, hoping that you can feel the warmth blooming inside them. You receive it eagerly. They wrap an arm around your waist, pull you in close. 

The kiss lasts for seconds. It lasts for hours. Jay loses themself in the heat of your lips. They feel dizzy with affection, and their heart feels like it's going to burst. 

Finally it ends and you break apart, but they keep holding you. You both shift position until you're resting your head on their chest and their arm is curled around you. It'll probably fall asleep again, but they can't resist the intoxicating feeling of you at their side. 

“Wow,” they breathe, staring up at the ceiling.

You laugh, your breath tickling their skin. 

“Was it that good?” you tease. 

Yes, they want to say, but that's not all. They're marveling because they never could have expected this. They pulled you out of the lake, took pride in having helped find you. In keeping you safe 

But it wasn't until now that Jay truly understood just how lucky they were to save your life. 

“Stay for breakfast?” they say instead, leaning down and pressing a kiss to the top of your head. 

“Sure,” you hum.

Jay smiles and closes their eyes. You both fall into a comfortable, drowsy silence. Hopefully you'll stick around and you can spend your day together, but for now this is all they need. 

This is perfect. 

[spooksier]

the opening scene (or the inks anyway) of my senior thesis pandorica radio, a comic about angels and their saint ☆ coming soon :-))

[anthyies]

happy incarnation kim dokja will die at the hands of the person he loves the most tuesday

[blunderpolicy]

found a really weird old wii game while at the thrift store with arken.. wild days wild science or something? it looked really cheap so i bought it

[robo-dino-puppies]

eternal strands | oria

[artsyannierose]

bleghhhhh amy solos and her bestie silver totally supports

most healing experience to see everyone defending our fave pink gal in the qrts

[oddestishottest]

[venomouslilith]

GUYS TOMORROW I'M HAVING LASER SURGERY AND WILL BE RID OF GLASSES OR CONTACTS!!!!

[sunspotssss]

A reminder for this Halloween:

- Adults can go trick or treating

- Pokemon can go trick of treating. If you don’t know the species needs and what it can’t eat, just get pokebeans, poffins, or pokepuffs. I always keep spare pokeblocks and pokebeans for the ghost types that come up to my door.

- Trick or Treaters do not need to say ‘trick or treat’, nor do they need to say it with enthusiasm.

- Tricker or treaters don’t have to have a costume

- Having a non-food option is great for trick or treaters who may have allergies / other issues pertaining to food but wish to partake in trick or treating. I like stickers or small fidget toys. They’re cheap (my university has a free space to make stickers) and can be acquired en masse.

- Make sure the path to your door is well lit, and free of obstacles.

- Remember to clean up and not leave any candy wrappers or other debris around. Small actions like that help your community and the Pokemon in your community.

A reminder for this Halloween in Alola particularly:

- please just give the team skull member your candy. I don’t care if you think they’re mean. They can go trick or treating too. Yes their uniform can be a costume. Just give them the candy. (Speaking much more personally to my across the street neighbor, who argued with a member of team skull for an hour. I think by the end of it they were arguing about something completely different.)

[renegadesstuff]

NEW TEASER FOR NCIS: TONY & ZIVA ❤️