#type: mine

[igniserii]

Bites of lucemond: Competition

[cmdrbevshep]

i'm not in danger; i'm the danger

[zorokashi]

TED LASSO 3.11 "Mom City"

Keeley watching her boys.

[butrememberthesong]

i guarantee, the story of your daring rescue of my person will live on for eons!

[llesbianwrites]

wip wthursday

thursday is basically wednesday when you think about it!!! when you consider it!! but thank you so much @frenchy-and-the-sea for tagging me - i forgot how much fun writeblr things are lol and actually have an excuse to write was so so nice! thank you sm!!

this excerpt is from. we'll be optimistic and say the first draft of whalefall <3

“There’ll be more,” she said. She was floating, a thousand miles away, the adrenaline keeping her sky high. Her head swam with black dots, her vision going nuclear. She wanted to lay down. Sleep for a thousand years. She wanted to be back home and with her father and she wanted him to say she did a good job and she wanted — she wanted. Like that had ever mattered. Alé didn’t need any prompting. “Lucky! Willa! Get Ruhi below deck then get back up here — I want this ship out now.” The ship sprang into action. Dove sank to her knees, shoulder aching from the gun, and let her head fall to rest on the nearest crate. Her eyes slipped shut. She would have sat there for the rest of her life, just breathing, just feeling her lungs move, if Bellamy hadn’t chosen that moment to creep up beside her. “Lemme see.” “I’m fine.” She was speaking to the box. It was a miracle Bellamy could understand her at all. “Well, the blood and gunshot wound say otherwise. Let me see.” Slowly, painstakingly, Dove peeled herself away. Movement brought pain, and as Bellamy began to prod at her cheek she couldn’t help but wince. A crease fell between her eyes, lips pursing, fingers poking just a little harder. “Ow,” Dove said, like her flinching wasn’t enough. But she didn’t jerk away. And she knew Bellamy didn’t want to hurt her. She knew how to do that better than anyone. When it happened she’d feel each inch of the blade. “Just a scratch,” she said. “Tides be damned, it’s just a scratch.” Dove waited for the relief to crush her. Eyes slipped shut, unmoored, Bellamy’s cool fingers against her skin the only grounding force left. But it never came. Tremors raced up and down her spine, electric spikes of leftover energy, sapping her strength and reducing her to shivers. When Bellamy pulled her hand away, she had to bite her tongue to keep from reaching for it back. “Always knew I was lucky,” she said, voice wobbling. She swallowed and tried again, opened her eyes. “Probably won’t even scar.”

tagging @antihell @encrucijada @clypso @chayscribbles @megarywrites @hungryfictions @justthehopeleft and literally anyone who is a writeblr, i have not been active in so so long so if you see this please consider yourself tagged!!

[minjunnie-hyang]

2PM  ||  NYLON JAPAN November 2021 Special Edition

[gildedfireplace]

﹙ pretty baby ◞⃕  25 ﹚

𝘇𝗲𝘁𝗮 . ──── little fox from elfhame, aquarius, intp, enneagram 5w4, daydreaming, overly specific playlists, the smell of vanilla, autumn colour palette, pictures on the walls, unread books, rainy days

너와 난 다른 별에 살아 평생 떠난 적 없는 𝘔𝘢𝘳𝘴 너를 볼 수 있다는 𝘝𝘦𝘯𝘶𝘴 그 먼 곳으로 날아갈까 잠 못 이루는 밤 더 커지는 맘 속 작은 걱정 음 예를 들어 우리 만나면 혹시 너무나 많이 다르지 않길 바라고 있어 고민보다 더 빨리네게 가까이 닿고 싶어 𝘽𝙪𝙩 𝙣𝙤𝙬 𝙄’𝙢 𝙨𝙩𝙪𝙘𝙠 𝙤𝙣 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙨

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ⓘ the satin sheets are 18+ ; I will block freely and without warning. I am not responsible for your media consumption.

[kingorm]

Which Bucky am I talking to?