My drafts are very fun
i’m so cold this evening :c
damon has a mullet 😭😭😭😭😭
starting the walking dead y’all wish me luck
writing chapter one of Slithering Scales rn, and i’m wondering if I should set up a pseuds on ao3 to put my ninjago work under or if I should just put it all under my url of bisexualkirishima on there
baby i understand the lovesquare in ways you can’t even begin to imagine
sits here thinking about a shitty lil tma mass effect au that would interest only me
@bcwblade from here
While she couldn’t see his eyes, the shock around his lips and the speechless way he looked at her almost made her smirk while she followed the chant of the sermon. Simon, with all of his sharp wittiness, was someone she wanted to flummox. Not for any nefarious reason (though she figured being a menace could be described as nefarious), but simply because she enjoyed battling with wits and words. Chess had been one of her favorite games, but so had word puzzles.
And she couldn’t deny the way he said her name, shocked and possibly appalled, had nearly made her laugh.
However, she’d not been expecting him to even remotely suggest that the potential reason he was shocked was not because of the proposition as a whole, but rather the lack of a full and proper service accompanying it. She was likely enjoying the game far too much, but she didn’t stop the raised eyebrow or amused look in her eyes and on the corners of her lips when he the let words hang.
Foolishly, she though he might have left it at that until he leaned in close, to which she tilted her head towards him instinctively. Her eyes widen yet she managed to keep the chant, if only just, till there was a pause to breathe when she stopped. The smirk and tease came easily when she murmured, “That’s a bold claim Simon.”
Unhooking her fingers from his, she instead ran her fingertips over his thigh, up until she could press her hand against his hip. “I wonder which would happen.” Leaning in, matching the closeness, with the slightest gap between her lips and his ear.
“If you would make me scream or if I would leave this witty mouth of yours struggle to even be coherent.”
Slipping away from him, she cast a smile over her shoulder before making her way to one of the remaining empty prayer altars off to the side of the pews. Kneeling, the pleased smile remained on her lips, though she did try to make it resemble something more innocent when she clasped her hands to “pray”.
how do u guys feel about star wars fanart merch
I love this man. I love this album. He makes my soul sing. ✨✨✨
i love them an unhealthy amount ok
Me complaining about my ankle hurting as tho I didn’t spend half an hour / an hour in wedges that didn’t fit me
Just saw a snippet of Loki in episode 3 singing in Asgardian and I just...
All this time I thought Loki was a wallflower during festivals on Asgard, but now all I see is Loki being happy and full of energy and dancing and singing with his people...Imahine him and Thor and their mother just dancing together...laughing...drinking...
Maybe it made Loki forget about being number 2 and for once nobody mocked him but rather celebrated with him and his family and they cheered for him like the people in the scene...What I would give to see more scenes like this
yes repeat that corner routine again and again until this fucking game ends