#she just vibes right ok

[artificial-ascension]

If Saturn Team Galactic killed himself right in front of me I wouldn't care (He's my little meow meow<3)

His great great great(?) grandma slays though.

[rawliverandgoronspice]

behold: my least favorite string of words in the entirety of Tears of the Kingdom.

[quackle]

there's no fucking way she's straight like absolutely no way.

[graciebrina]

and when i tell you that one of my closest friends since middle school (and now roommate!!!) doesn’t even consider me a friend anymore and was talking about me behind me back to some random ass guy…….

[butmakeitgayblog]

Okay that look that ADC gives Laura? I can just see all of your Lexa au looking at Clarke like that and I can’t with the softness.

You're not wrong

But also...

[jefferythejelly]

inspired by tina drawing foolish with boobs on her stream the other day, heres some (kinda messy but i'm ignoring it) sketches of genderbent foolish (+ a little tina and karl). her name is noelle :]

[queer-reader-07]

something about finding the people who sit through your info dumps with joy on their face and enthusiasm for your passions. something about finding the people who info dump right back at you because they know you love hearing about their passions. something about finding the people who manage to sum up your being in one niche, oddly specific sentence that lives in your mind rent free for the rest of time. something about finding the people who not only accept you for who you are but embrace you for who you are. who not only tolerate your quirks and differences but love and cherish them.

[im-smart-i-swear]

webby would have LOVED mystery flesh pit national park

[linddzz]

Undercut was getting too high so Im starting over

[ayyponine]

Same venue. Same-ish crowd. Opposing seasons. Contrasting vibes.

[ushiwhacka]

KENDALL & TSUKUMO YUKI + COOKING TOGETHER

she’s almost glowing as she stands in the dimmed light of your cramped kitchen. toned arms peeking from underneath her loose t-shirt, hair pulled loosely from her face, she moves between the counters with so much grace. humming as she bumps the drawers closed, she then focuses her attention on the vegetables laid out in front of her. prodding and inspecting them carefully, just in case they’re not worthy of the meal she’s cooking. not worthy of you.

“are you just g’na stand there and watch, pretty girl?”

a breath catches in your throat. “well, i was enjoying the view.” yuki turns her head to look at you, eyebrows knitted together. and you shuffle on your feet towards her under her lingering gaze. “can i help?” the question punctuated with a bump of your hips into her. 

“go ahead.” 

you can feel her presence behind you as you fiddle with the knife. hands trembly slightly, knowing that she’s there looking over your shoulder. still desperate to impress her in any little way that you can manage. and you can almost feel how her molten eyes move from your exposed neck, down the slope of your shoulders, and then settle on your hands. your hands that become clammy and clumsy in her presence. 

then the blade slips against the curve of the carrot one too many times, way too close to the pads of your pretty fingers and, in a flash, she’s towering above you. “let me show you.” 

her hand covers yours over the handle of the knife as she moulds it into a perfect grip. you’re trying to focus, really, but it’s so hard when you can feel the rise of her chest on your back, when your skin flushes with heat at the way she presses against you, tummy digging into the edge of the counter.

then she leans down, so close that her breath tickles the shell of your ear. “isn’t this better?” her voice warm and low, nearly a whisper. “slice, don’t push down.” 

she knows what she’s doing. she knows that your spine is tingling with excitement, curving into her. she knows the way her lips almost touch the soft skin of your earlobe is enough to send your head spinning and make your lungs still between your ribs. and she knows you’ll whimper oh so sweetly at the sound of a good girl when you follow her instructions. 

and she uses it against you. until you’re pliant and needy in her arms. then she takes your chin between her her thumb and index finger, tips your head back, rewards you with a kiss that tastes of wine, rich and sweet. 

your lips chase after hers, left wanting and desperate for more of her. but all you get is an amused huff. “you have to eat your vegetables first.”

valentine's special for @strawberrystepmom <3

[an-unexpected-trollogy]

Oh to be Suzanne Collins and have little social media presence and to write a book regarding whatever current societal trend is bothering her at the moment.

[goldensunset]

something something it’s ok that i’m dying because i’m where i belong

[jaggedwolf]

hmm there's something about how the main victims in knives out and glass onion...not exactly bring their deaths upon themselves, no, i wouldn't say that, but are so confident they're in control that they are oblivious to the web they've trapped themselves in, that as they begin to detest the main group (for understandable reasons) they still don't comprehend the obvious threat

And this is true even at their very ends - they each had a chance to dodge death, but don't, because they're convinced their plan is working

[saaltskies]

i went to bed right after finishing the epilogue but i am now awake and can put my silly little rant here

[transannabeth]

hi. for people who saw gatsby: an american myth. do you remember mckee asking nick for lunch. and then gatsby in like the next scene inviting nick for lunch. because i remember.