#aldnoah

[terran-slaine]

There’s a pop up in Japan 😭 WHYYYY I’m planning to go next year- you can’t just do this so suddenlyyyy

Also- LOOK AT THEMMMM

[nizinozi]

Ilovehimsomuch 😞😞

[vitkutti]

his cake faced an unfortunate end… just like him… happy birthday slaine!!!!

[anestheticrage]

Top 10 Favorite Anime (Updated 2022)

1: Puella Magi Madoka Magica 2: Mardock Scramble 3: Phantom of Inferno 4: Monogatari 5: Wonder Egg Priority 6: Aldnoah.Zero 7: Serial Experiments Lain 8: Fate/Zero 9: Happy Sugar Life 10: Zankyou No Terror (note: this list discounts the Special Episode Finale of Wonder Egg. If we’re including that, it falls right off the list and Bokurano moves back up to 10.)

[weskers-boytoy]

AYOOO JANUARY 11TH IT'S HIS BIRTHDAY, I LOVE HIM LOTS MY FAVOURITE DUDE.

[twunkass]

wikihow to obtain custody of a child as a jobless swagless college student

[felisdolly]

[hasures]

excerpt from a very old unfinished hasure fic:

When command overtook Slaine he moved like a soldier thrice his age and his afterimage danced behind Harklight’s eyelids; brilliant, demanding, controlled. Yet there were hairline cracks… hardly noticeable if Harklight hadn’t been there to pick up the pieces before, watch them shatter in the throes of a nightmare, and pick them up all over again. He knows their delicate seamlines only through the rare privilege of seeing them brittle. 

Slaine is quiet now too as Harklight unfastens the round brass buttons, pushing each one smoothly out. The red jacket loosens and parts, revealing a plain white undershirt with its high frilled neck. Slaine shrugs the jacket off himself and hands it to Harklight who moves to hang it up, then returns to kneel on the floor.

In the past this was what Slaine had found most distasteful. The kneeling and the service. Harklight strives not to hesitate, strives to broadcast only efficient care in order to ease the flicker of tension he senses in Slaine, but tonight seems to be one of greater ease as one of his hands simply comes up to rest on Harklight’s shoulder for balance, his palm a warm spot of heat. He lifts his foot when prompted, he even sets it down atop Harklight’s thigh when prompted again, too lightly as if afraid to settle his full weight, still allowing Harklight to unlace its ties and wiggle one boot loose, then the other.