#not yet!!

[floormoss]

reading star trek Strangers From the Sky, they’re like at Bones’s apartment (i think) and spirk keeps flirting and spones are bickering and i keep forgetting this is a physical book not a fanfic and that they aren’t going to start making out💔

[scionshtola]

an echo of loneliness and a growing hope

summary: Y'shtola worries about her friend being sent to fight alone again. pairing: Corisande Ymir & Y'shtola Rhul word count: 525 | rating: G| read on ao3 notes: spoilers for the post-ARR patches. Technically just friendship but I was sowing Corishtola seeds, if you will.

A cool evening breeze blows through the grounds of the Ceruleum Processing Plant. Y’shtola wraps her arms around herself, shivering slightly as she listens to Yuyuhase deliver their orders.

“Seeing as you’re an army unto yourself,” he says to Corisande, “I’ve assigned you your own areas to scour clean of enemy soldiers.”

Y’shtola bristles, a sharp, irritated flick of her tail, but she keeps her silence. How many times has she heard this same sentiment since meeting Corisande? How often has she watched them sent to fight alone, all because they are capable of handling themself? Far too often for her liking, though there is little she can do about it. 

Especially not now, when they both have jobs to do. Y’shtola and the other Scions are to go with the Crystal Braves 4th regiment and prevent the Garlean forces from reaching the Ceruleum Processing Plant, allowing Moenbryda to conduct her experiments with crystals in the surrounding area. Corisande will take up with the 3rd regiment, before splitting from them to take out a few groups of Imperial soldiers on her own. 

She closes her eyes against the surging instinct to protect them. It will not serve either of them well here.

When she opens her eyes, Corisande cuts a lone figure against the dark horizon, the blue crystals of their Ironworks gear glowing in the night. Visage hardened into a grim expression, hair blowing gallantly in the breeze as the moonlight coalesces around them, they look every inch the hero Eorzea knows them to be and very little like Y’shtola’s dear friend. Loneliness echoes in her chest at the sight. 

She approaches Corisande and touches their elbow lightly—always their elbow, avoiding the flinch that comes when she touches their wrist ever since the day they defeated the Rhitahtyn sas Arvina. She tilts her head down to meet Y’shtola’s gaze, and a myriad of things to say run through her head. You should not have to do this alone. Please be careful. I will come with you. 

Y’shtola squeezes their elbow gently. “Take care, Corisande. We will see each other again soon enough.”

Corisande smiles, small, gentle, genuine—a smile Y’shtola is well familiar with by now—and the weight in her chest eases slightly. “It’s only a few imperials. We’ll be back at the Rising Stones before you know it.”

Y’shtola nods, a smile growing at Corisande’s ever-present optimism. She releases them, turning her back to follow the other Scions, but she cannot stop herself from casting a look over her shoulder as she goes. Corisande still glows against the horizon, but Y’shtola can see the smile on their face as they nod at her. 

She turns back, forging ahead toward the 4th regiment and away from her friend. The weight of concern is lighter now, though as always she cannot shake the last remnants of worry from her heart completely. But her hope grows with each step she takes, reminding her that Corisande’s reputation is not unearned. 

She will see Corisande again, as she has every other time they have had to walk alone. She cannot let go of that hope now. 

[kermitbread]

please ignore the fact I spent the entire day and my free time making chapter two 🙃

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[jazzypizzaz]

the way Arthur is introduced, laden with backstory, and how Tick has no backstory at all

[kaz-in-the-impala]

Where all the sweet guys that want an actual relationship and not just a quick fuck huh?? Like hmu cause all the guys here are trash

[puppysquads]

You reblog a few furbys and suddenly tumblr thinks im a furby guy. A guy with a furby. Well im not

[otakunews01]

"Mada Hayai!! (Not Yet!!)" manga series vol.5 cover by Hirano Ao, Seitamu

Hulin, the only daughter of the country's most powerful merchant family, is brought up to be a flower, a butterfly and a sweetheart, and grows to be a huge woman. One day, however, a birthmark appears on her three-tiered belly, indicating that she is the destined mate of the second prince... I know I have to come forward, but it's impossible with such a fat body. I was going to hide for a while, she hears that the second prince, who is in a desperate search for a mate, is coming to visit her family, and she decides to study abroad in a neighbouring country at a moment's notice! A slapstick love story with adventure and friendship, set in a school ☆.