#ok but this was v sweet

[pharawee]

It's more than like. Actually... it's been more than like for a while now.

[chevvy-yates]

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The continuation of this post.

[hajihiko]

every time I come across Content that isnt my own I get the thoughts and thinks. Too tired to do anything about it except this ig

[abigail]

bakery last week !

[seventh-fantasy]

THE WOMEN OF SWEET SMELL OF SUCCESS (1957)

Susan Hunsecker: Who could love a man who makes you jump through burning hoops like a trained poodle? Sally: Sidney, you make a living. Where do you want to get? Mary: But don’t do it like a little boy stealing gum from a slot machine. Rita: You’re a snake, Falco. You’re a louse, a real louse. Loretta Bartha: Leo, this is the first clean thing I’ve seen you do in years. Linda James: Me, with my Jersey City brains?

[kasieli]

JJK portraits ft. Itadori Yuji

[deceivesthem]

"i found him out by the road," he explains, holding a small dog with what appears to be a broken leg. "i didn't know what else to do. i couldn't just leave him there."

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[rottiens]

I was going to make a post about choso's death and how gege just used that as an excuse to kill him but I was going to end up cursing sukuna, my pookie bear, so I'll keep silent better and hope gege feels my bad vibes from here.

[dagdasgodslayer]

@feralreason ❤’d!

[For a while now, Nanashi had doubted the accuracy of Cassidy's fuzzy memories. Purple men weren't exactly...common. As far as Nanashi knew, they didn't exist. He'd suggested that maybe her killer had just been wearing purple -- a suggestion he regretted when Cassidy then wanted to assault anyone wearing that color. The only way to calm her then was to remind her that they weren't British, nor did their voices remind her of her killer in the slightest. He'd been making progress with her, but curbing her violent impulses had always been near-impossible.]

[So today, when Nanashi actually SAW a man matching Cassidy's description of "a guy with purple skin," he felt Cassidy tug his limbs forward; he fought against it, but he stepped forcefully in the aubergine man's direction. A fire that didn't belong to him burned in his eyes. She insisted that this man HAD to be him, and frankly, Nanashi found little reason to disagree. Until today, he'd been sure that she was imagining the hue of his skin...weird.]

[Still, Nanashi painstakingly wrested control of himself from her. His violent glare dissipated, his limbs no longer tense, his stance no longer battle-ready.]

❝ Calm down, kid. We don't know that for sure. ❞ [She spat at this idea -- again, Nanashi couldn't blame her -- but he insisted on double-checking.] ❝ Let's just talk to him. You said his voice stood out. If this is your guy, then we'll... ❞ [Do something unsavory that he couldn't whisper to himself about. Not in public, anyway.] ❝ Y'know. ❞

[This finally pacified her. Nanashi got closer to the stranger, only to realize that he bore some painfully familiar scars. He felt at the ones on his neck; there was no way that they were both killed and brought back like that, right? There had to be a rational explanation, one that he'd only figure out if he actually worked up the nerve to speak. Just don't think about it.]

❝ Uh...hi.❞ [Okay, so maybe in all of the chaos, he'd forgotten that he needed to make conversation. He cleared his throat, reaching for a viable topic.] ❝ So...the whole "purple" thing. What's up with that? ❞

[Okay, this was the worst subject he could have ever come up with. Hopefully it wouldn't matter -- he just needed this guy to talk.]

[xoxoemynn]

Written as a very belated fill for AU-gust Day 12: magical girl (gn).

Ed is history's greatest tooth fairy. Stede is an eccentric flower fairy. They go on a magical adventure on the wings of an adorable rosy maple moth and fall in love. It's pretty damn cute. 🧚‍♂️

A million and one thanks to @monksofthescrew, @blakbonnet, and @ghostalservice for their assistance. 💖

[yuukimiyas]

໒꒰ྀིっ˕ -｡꒱ྀི১ sigh... brain = extra mushy today

[lemongogo]

[ssolessurvivor]

@ghostofwinter continued [x]

"Bless you." He didn't mean it in a rude way, and this kind of harkened back to his time in the military and the soft jokes of different languages often sounding needlessly complicated but no less beautiful. Bird's milk cake...the look of it as she slices into it reminds him of angel food cake. "I don't know if I'd call it odd."

She held up a little forkful to him and he wasted no time in leaning forward and taking said bite, further contemplating if he liked it or not. With a raise of his brows while he finished it, he nods. "Chocolate is one way to my heart, Nika." He smiles and leans against the counter, staying within her gravity. "And it is just as delicious as it looks."

[adoranoia]

fine ig i'll see about reviving my ddlc mc sighs- JTDSDFGHJ

@shackld // random asks, always accepting!

" re, really? " is natsuki's immediate reaction, her eyes widening slightly with a light sparkle--but, she seemingly catches herself. lips parted in a surprised 'oh!' turns to a pout, and she huffs, flipping her hair as she quickly turns her head, arms crossed. 🎀‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ " hmpf! who says we even want him here, huh? well... maybe sayori, but not me, that's for sure! " 🎀‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎

" now, natsuki, there's no need to be so rude, there's no shame to be excited to see a good friend, after all. " yuri chimes in quietly, a soft smile on her face at natsuki's antics. her gaze shifts to the other, one of mikio's friends, she assumes?--she bows forward slightly, polite. ☕‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ���‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ " we look forward to having us back with us, in the literature club. i hope he is aware of this. " ☕‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎ ‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎

" mikki mouse, mikki mouse, mikki mouse!-- " sayori seems excited, having been hopping in place and flapping her hands, and chanting this whole time. 🌦️‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎ ‎‏‏‎

[aamaranthiine]

💋 omg from eritvita

( 💋 from Roland @eritvita )

She feels shy.

Uncertain around the ticklish warmth stirring in her veins, the lightness in her fingertips, the faded echoes of something bittersweet whenever she is with Roland. That fragment of a woman's heart for when she had so, so briefly been finite and corporeal to the world. When she had been new, naive, memories of being Endless slipping through her fingers like grains of sand.

The tiny shard of human in her, warm as it sows into the cool moonlight of her immortality. She had said once, admitted the fancy of wanting Roland to kiss her. Would it be like when Prince Lir had, so many years ago? Or would it be different? Amalthea had shied away after the words left her - indecision gnawing at her from within.

So when Roland does kiss her one evening, cradling her cheek to whisper goodnight, the barest touch of his lips to hers makes her grow quite still. Too brief for her to really remember the faint pressure, the whisper of his breath over her chin.

Amalthea doesnt know how to ask him to do it again…

[elegyofthemoon]

WAIT FU HUA ACTUALLY STARTED THE SCHOOL THAT LITTLE BOOK SUGGESTED WHAT 😭😭