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[naomiemuffet]

~Je vous déclare mari et femme~

[nondesired]

Sakurai in an interview with Gunma TV in 2005.

Feel free to send me the transcription or translation for this interview if you have it 💕

[appleimps]

[destinyc1020]

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Awww... thanks Anon! 🥰❤️

Omg, these pictures are BEAUTIFUL!! 😍 I've always heard that Mallarca is gorgeous. I love these!

Awww.... I'm so happy for them! 🥹🥹🥰

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Beautiful photos.... they had an awesome photographer 📸

[lannisterdaddyissues]

re: this poll!! i made friendship bracelets :DD (spent like 10 mins on it HAHAHHAHA)

OH MY GOD LOOK AT THIS LOOK AT OUR FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS!!!!!!!!!! HEY EVERYONE COME CHECK OUT THESE AWESOME FRIENDSHIP BRACELETS MY BESTIE MADE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[sweetness-pop]

Headcanon: Sunny was 2 months pregnant with PaRappa Jr when she and PaRappa Sr tied the knot.

Oh yeah, it was a shotgun wedding.

[bunnygibson]

im so shocked that billy is polling fourth or fifth in the losers poll behind like hartnell and dundy... idk i would've just assumed he'd be the fandom sweetheart especially on tumblr??? his character is so tumblrina he falls hopelessly in love and gets eaten

[butididntpourthewhiskeys]

the way i can imagine it so easily for them. like you can just see they're headed that way and they can see it too 🥰

Oh the whole world knows where they’re headed

[mayxthexforce]

@mutatiio said:

to trust in someone is not an entirely new concept. he trusts many. trusts that they will fail, that they will betray, that they will try to kill him. he trusts that, no matter the bond they might share, he should never shallow the depths of his expectations for disappointment.

yet, he trusts her. a detrimental amount, perhaps.

he tilts his head over the backrest, partly resting against talon's stomach. his eyes are closed. neck exposed. weapons far from his reach.

"if you were to kill me right now-" she easily could. stronger, faster, more ruthless. and he's made it so very easy for her. "how would you do it??"

Standing close– right behind him, while he sits at his desk has become a sort of habit of hers. Something that started as curiosity —and even noseyness— about what he might be up to, and slowly but steadily evolved into genuine interest for his work. Talon tended to keep quiet while he worked. As it was, she tended to be pretty quiet most of the time, unless something or someone interested her enough to be graced with a response.

Dryden can be so ingeniously unpredictable. It's something Talon quite enjoys about him.

Red and black hands go from where they're resting on his shoulders to thread through the hair at the sides of his head, before she gets a hold of it between her fingers and makes him tilt his head slightly to his right. She leans forward, her nose brushing against his forehead, her lekku falling over his shoulders, wrapping around his name with the same gentle, loose squeeze as when she wraps them around her own to keep them from being grabbed or pulled at during training or fights. Piercing yellow eyes go from staring at the markings on his face to glancing towards his neck.

"If I had to do it right now, for no reason other than just because..." she ponders for a moment. Since he hasn't done anything to summon her wrath, it takes her a moment to figure out what she would do. She's never killed someone who hasn't made her at least a little angry. "I would sink my claws right... HERE."

The soft, smooth tips of both her lekku signals the spots, pressing against the flesh of his neck, just under the curve of his jaw at both sides of his neck, enough to feel the steady drum of his blood flowing through the arteries.

"It would be messy, there would be a lot of projectile bleeding, the adrenaline that'd rush through you would accelerate your heart and only make it worse," she explains further. "But it would be quick. You would be incapacitated in ten seconds, and dead in less than a minute."

Talon nuzzles the tip of her nose against his hairline as she straightens up, her lekku slowly unwrapping from around his neck and her hands return to his shoulders. On their way down, she makes a point of pressing the sharp tips of her thumbs against the spots shed previously signaled, not breaking the skin, but enough to be felt, before her hands finally descend to his shoulders again.

[doveotion]

just officiated my best friend's marraige!!

[sastheforestspirit]

[ashitshowforalot]

oh me i’m platonically in love with you, like if you wanted to move to the countryside and have a vegetable garden and live in a cottage or if you wanted to live in city apartment that over looks the lights creating constellations in the skyline. if you wanted none of that, if you wanted to live in a small town and have dinner parties with our neighbors and point out constellations around the fire, i would follow you if you wanted me to, because i’m so platonically in love with you

[wonibow]

@chwonizm what in the world is your boyfie on rn? 😭

[parcai]

wanted to wish you a very happy october 😙🫶🍂🎃👻

🥰🥺 thank u ur a real one rini

[temple-of-tickle-britches]

#nowhitepeopleallowed

[everylamp]

lets get the party started