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i was gonna make gifs but it’s annoying me so fuck dat >:(
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Someone: bro I'm bi
Me: brooo meeee toooooo
Someone: mmk
❬ UNSOLICITED ASKS. ❭ ACCEPTING // @fatesblades.
THE PLAYFUL VOICE THAT CARRIES FROM THE DOORWAY , teasing yet wrapped still within a blanket of languor , halts her next swing . calloused hands relax their grip on the axe’s handle and she lowers her arms , allows herself to feel the unusually pleasant stings of fatigue through her shoulders and biceps . liadrin briefly wonders how long her beloved has been standing there , but decides it doesn’t matter when , despite herself and her . . . current state of mind , she manages to twist her lips into some amalgamation of a smirk and a smile . she turns her head just enough to catch a glimpse of valeera as she moves closer , opens her mouth to offer a teasing comment of her own but it dies on the tip of her tongue along with the brief upturn of her lips . her heart just isn’t in it and it feels wrong to force it .
AS MUCH AS THE MATRIARCH PREFERS TO BE ALONE RIGHT NOW , the ease in which she melts against valeera’s feather - light touch is impossible to ignore . it’s a kindness she adores yet doesn’t expect ; not because it’s rare for her lover to provide something so gentle but because liadrin never asks it of her . had valeera chosen to stay in their bed , it would not have mattered ⸺ but that she chose to come out and offer her company means nothing short of the world to her . it always does . she can’t remain trapped within her own mind and the unending cycle of terrible memories when such a distraction slips her hand around her back and over her hip , resting at her bare navel . she can no longer smell his blood , wet and coppery and spilled by her own hand . the axe in her grasp no longer echoes of the blade that , back in that moment , had grown twenty times heavier .
❛ MY APOLOGIES , MY LOVE , ❜ SHE SAYS , BARELY ABOVE A WHISPER . it takes one last moment , eyes briefly fluttering closed , to chase away the remaining voice of a younger version of herself : ‘ why ‘ and ‘ how did i not see it coming to this ? ‘ and ‘ why couldn’t i save him ? ‘ . questions she will never have the answers to , questions that will haunt her until her final breath . galell had been her biggest triumph and yet , in the end , had become her biggest failure . she has saved hundreds , perhaps thousands and yet when it mattered the most , she could not save one . ❛ i didn’t mean to wake you . ❜ she drops the axe to the ground and with a newly freed hand , links her fingers with the blonde’s .
SHE WOULD NOT BURDEN HER LOVER WITH THE DETAILS OF WHAT KEPT SLEEP SO DISTANT FROM HER . at least , not tonight . instead , liadrin turns in valeera’s one - armed embrace and places her hands upon her hips , relishes in the softness of her pale skin . brilliant gold meets swirling emerald and this time , the small smile that graces the paladin’s lips is true . it feels as though she learns this lesson often , over and over again ; that as much as she believes being alone is what she needs , it is rarely , if ever , the case . ❛ i’m almost done chopping this wood , ❜ she says , fingers absently tracing inwards , towards valeera’s abdomen , ❛ would you like to sit out here with me for a while ? ❜
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im joking this is just terrible enabling
U JEST AND YET
i was just living my life and letting pandora play in the background and then all of a sudden, never too late by three days grace started playing and i felt like i was sucked back into my emo years oh my gOODNESS
My therapist: you should tell the person who hurt you how you feel and how they react will determine whether theyre worth spending your energy on
Me: youre right youre so fucking right
Me: *sees the person*
Me: sorry daniel im not strong enough i have too much anger in my heart
splatbucks:
NO NO NO NO NO
stop lying