#they??

[winterswake]

[biggitybugs]

no actually tho what the hell

[themusicalsky]

Do you think sasara and samatoki explored each other’s bodies?

[heretoseethequeen]

why tf am i crying over cross country skiing i don't even go here

[no-brajee-no-peejis]

This is long so bear with me! I know K’s had boyfriends in the past it’s just the relationships haven’t lasted very long. Summer/fall of 2017 she was dating someone for about 4 months and mentioned him around the time they were doing press for the T&K show and he was in the background of some of her periscopes but they broke up before she took her break. Maybe she was talking about that relationship in the interview? I do think K likes to exaggerate when she says that she’s never dated/never been in love. When she does she dives in head first which can be a problem when it doesn’t last and then she likes to pretend that it never happened. This may also be similar to how she feels/felt about T? Like she loved her but is trying to move on from that time in her life.

At the same time, people don’t always talk about this but T and David broke up for a while in 2017 right before they started filming the T&K show and got back together after she came back from all stars. The were first dating fall of 2016 so that’s why she says they’ve been together 4+ years but she mentioned the breakup in the T&K show and at drag con in 2017 she sarcastically joked “oh yeah drag’s great! My boyfriend broke up with me, etc”... so to add to the mystery she was single for a period in 2017 and this might overlap with when K was on Hey Queen?

This is just all a very confusing timeline of the T&K relationship! I do think 2017 was a very intense year for a lot of reasons but it was another time in their lives when they loved really hard but never seemed to be on the same page... kind of like now? Except now it’s the opposite with T flirty and confused and K  oblivious whereas before I think K really truly loved T and she just never realized it was real.

I’ve been around for a long time now so that’s why I know way too much but I love your blog and that it’s become the unofficial source of the T&K relationship!

Omf I didn’t know so much of this... thank you!!! I’m upset 🙈🥺 but I’m glad you like this blog hahah!

[heartborrow-a]

@lingeringscars​​   as   CALLIE ADAMS-FOSTER    :   ❝ we can’t just sit by while people struggle. ❞   /  featuring   ,   nancy drew

❛  we can,  and we will.  ❜   her voice steady despite the thrum under her skin,  her own itch to move from the safety of their current spot.  it’s against everything in her to sit and watch,  her instinct to run in without a second thought   —   ironically,  the only thing holding her back is the exact person telling her they should move.  it’s not just her this time,  and it isn’t her and frank or her and bess,  anyone who knows exactly what they sign up for when nancy asks them along and they say yes.  ❛  we’re not leaving anyone behind,  callie.  we’re being smart.  ❜  and patient,  much to her own distaste.  distantly,  she thinks any number of the people in her life would be proud if they saw her now,  choosing against jumping before she knows there’s a place to land.

[lightumbra-a]

@hylianremnants​

❛  did i ever tell you about it ?  ❜  a question offered, unprompted, beneath the twilight sky, breaking the comfortable silence in which they had laid. her head was a comforting weight on his chest, & his arms were curled around her in a protective embrace, one he had no intention on ever moving from.  ❛  the dreams i used to have. about you,  ❜

no time was given for her to answer - it seemed that, all of a sudden, courage rushed through him, & so too did his words, as if he was trying to tell the story before his nerve vanished entirely.  ❛  i didn’t - i couldn’t tell it was you, of course. i had them all the time before we ever met, when i was a kid, & they weren’t - it wasn’t anything fantastical. it was just … you. in the tower. exactly as you were on the day we met … except, well,  ❜  & he gave a wry smile, even though he was sure she couldn’t see, only her warm weight on top of him preventing him from gesturing to himself, & he wondered if she could hear the endless, frantic beat of his heart, ever-racing in her presence.  ❛  i wasn’t a wolf in the dream, maybe. i didn’t … i wasn’t focused on me, whatever i was. only you. & you looked so sad, & scared sometimes, & so - beautiful !  ❜  a laugh escaped him at the ridiculous thought.  ❛  even then, i knew it. i thought, i still think, you were - are - the most beautiful woman i’ve ever seen,  ❜

what had possessed him to be so bold ? in all the time the pair had spent together since the end of their grand adventure, as he’d heard some call it, it had been an endless dance between the two of them. a step here, & then back, the brief clasping of hands, & then the long spin out as they made & broke & rebuilt their boundaries, personal & political, in friendship & in -

❛  i thought about them, the dreams, you, all the time. i couldn’t get you out of my head, no matter what. & i know why, now i know why, i had them. the goddesses were leading me to you. & i don’t … i don’t think it was just because of the invasion,  ❜  a shaky exhale, his eyes still focused on the stars, terrified of what he might see in her face if he could bring himself to look at it.  ❛  i think that, no matter what, we were meant to be in each other’s lives, one way or another, but i don’t … i don’t think anyone, goddess, or light spirit, or, or twili, or anything … even i didn’t know it was going to happen, & i’ve dreamed of you for my whole life, but it did, & we’re here now, & i - i don’t think i can do this, anymore, zelda,  ❜

at last, he was able to summon the last of his courage, & turn his eyes down to hers once again, feeling as though farore herself must have reached downwards through the heavens herself, & filled him with temerity.  ❛  i don’t think i can pretend in front of everyone, not anymore, that i haven’t been in love with you for my entire life,  ❜

there was no place as safe as his arms, no sound more soothing than the beat of his heart, his voice resonating deep within his chest. nothing left her feeling so at ease -- not before their ordeal and certainly not since -- than simply being in his presence. and it would be easy, she thought, to write it off simply that he was the hero, her hero, and so her comfort made sense. and yet, she did not think of him in that light as she laid her head on his chest, as she made herself comfortable in his embrace. 

she had nearly fallen asleep when he broke their slience, and she did not recognize his words, initially -- lost as she was in the thrum of his voice, the barest vibration against her cheek. but the moment he spoke of dreams, dreams about her -- it sent her own heart racing, and she found herself gently gripping and twisting the fabric of his tunic as she listened. fidgeting, thoughtful. she could only wonder what had prompted him to speak in the first place, curious and anxious as to wear his words might lead.

that he had prophetic dreams were of no surprise -- she had her own, after all. but it was strange and it was curious, to her, that he dreamt of nothing but their first meeting. that he saw nothing of their fateful battle, nor of the initial invasion of hyrule as she had; only a woman standing alone in a dark, dingy tower. and though he was speaking only of the briefest glimpse he had had of her, nothing more than that brief moment in the tower, she felt the strangest fluttering in her stomach. not anxious, no. zelda wondered if this was what people meant when they spoke of butterflies. 

she chanced a look at him, head raising from his chest to see his face, even as he seemed intent not to meet her gaze. her fingers idly drummed rhythmically against his chest, anticipating what he might say next. fate, the goddesses, pushed them together -- but if not simply to defeat a recurring evil, then to what end? she held her breath without meaning to, without realizing. waiting. 

and perhaps it was his declaration and perhaps it was his courage that sent electricity coursing through her, that filled her with a boldness of her own and prompted her to act. propping herself up on one arm as she pulled herself forward, fingers curling against the grass, her free hand caressing his cheek. she gazed down at him and, oh, how she softened. it felt as though her whole life had been leading her here, to this moment. to him. pale blue eyes searched his face for a brief moment before offering him an answer; not in words, no, instead bowing her head to press her lips to his. gentle and soft and longing.

[cygnusposts]

somebody is going to be playing the guitar????