#tadaaa.

[ask-hfjone-airy]

Dig a big hole. That would e ool i think

Ok.

[scldat]

@valorsworn wishes for [ FOREHEAD ]: placing a hand on the back of the receiver’s neck, the sender guides them close and rests their foreheads together.

MINUTES TICK BY , SLOW AS MOLASSES ; each passing second one too many , leaving him increasingly restless and fidgety . Bucky curls and uncurls the fingers of both hands repeatedly , shifting his weight from one foot to the other - his eyes trained on the spot in the middle of the woods and the distinct lack of someone who'd been there only a moment ago . he knows there are things they have to set right again ; bringing some order back into a timeline a bunch of lunatics apparently had decided to mess with . what he doesn't understand is why Steve naturally needs to be the goddamned idiot to do it .

another second . two . three . then a shimmer and he's back again . unchanged and seemingly fine . to say it's a rockslide off Bucky's chest would be an understatement .

the smile is involuntarily . natural and easy , no underlying pessimism or sarcasm hidden in the uptick of his lips when he approaches Steve with a sudden calm he's sure he hasn't felt in decades . it's good now . they're good .

there's a thing or two to say , sitting at the tip of his tongue , but he decides it can wait . the hand on the back of his neck is more important ; pulling him in , gentle and reassuring . the touch of their foreheads triggers him to close his eyes and a warm , soft blanket is pulled over his bruised and beaten heart . he's warm and alive and familiar and the world at large doesn't exist anymore . not right now , with just a brief little moment stolen just for himself . he's earned that , he thinks . so has Steve . raising his own hand to gently curl around Steve's lower arm , the smile only grows a little .

" you good ? universe back in order ? " quiet and relieved , with just a touch of the old humor .

[loganlermansboyfriend]

So ! As I was saying yesterday, here goes the english version of my long post about my book that i wanted to post to yall non french-speakers that love and adore me cuz that’s obviously the reason why you’re following me on Tumblr

I finally found a theme to stick on for the book i’m currently writing. And in order to keep it in my head and stop me from not writing it, imma introduce to yall my babies, the main characters. I’m currently in the fourth chapter and if i can write at least ten chapters, i’d be happy about it.

here we go:

The first character we’re introduced to is Alexi, no s at the end because in his own words “It’s Alexi, no s, otherwise it makes me slutty.” He’s 20 years old, going on his 21 on July (yes it’s important). He repeated a lot of grades and he’s now finally entering his last year of High School (I forgot how it’s called in english, fuck that) -- just as the rest of the characters

Alexi’s a douche. Spot on asshole, he’s pretentious and arrogant, even when you get to know him he’ll stil be a douche. But he’s a spectacularly comedic guy. The kind of guy who would climb to the top of a building to dance naked (well not that much but you get the idea). He’s a good guy, even if he comes of as an ass (which he is). Everybody loves him, cause he’s the funny dude of his class and that’s how it works. He’s gay, like 100% fag. But not a cliché.

Then, there’s Laurène. 21 years old. The old lady. She’s the oldest student in their class. She’s witty, charismatic, not to be messed with and she’s got the amazing talent of being able to make everyone in her class unite and stand together as one. She’s basically the popular bitch. Friend with everyone and loved by most. even though she’s Asexual she flirts with everyone. And she’s Alexi’s best friend.

Élise, 18 years old. Laurène and Alexi’s best friend. She’s a nice and clever girl, an artist ; known for spacing out every fucking time. She’s not interested at all about what’s happening in class, she sleeps during most lessons. As much as it looks like she doesn’t give a fuck, she does. And she’s the best fucking student in the whole high school. Nearly perfect grades in everything. Nobody knows how she’s doin it, but she is. Everyone comes to her when they need to talk about something on their minds, she’s the good confident. Keeping everyone’s secrets, she knows everything about everyfuckingone but she’s not going to betray anybody, cause she cares. She cares about everyone. Although she’s the youngest student, she’s the class’ mom.

Finally, there’s Maxim. 19. At first, he’s just Laurène and Élise’s good friend but right in the first chapter he and Alexi are introduced to each other. Bisexual, he’s introverted, cultivated, adorkably perfectionnist but he still has a very biased vision of how things should be. As a man, he thinks he’s supposed to be tough and strong, and not feminine, not seen crying. Not seen being a human.

You might have guessed that, Alexi and Maxim are gonna fall in love. 

And because i’m sick of seeing homosexual relationships represented as a fucking fight against society as a whole, the drama in the story’s going to be all ordinary. Just as much as the drama a straight couple would find in a book like that. \o/

[bytheprickings]

''For my next trick I shall pull the head of a demacian diplomat out of my hat!''