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HAPPY 10 YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO GARNET!!!
Steven Universe season 2, episode 49, “Jail Break” premiered on March 12th, 2015
Why is it always “I love you.” And never. My devine Talia, when I look into your almond eyes I do not see the boy I am, but the man I must become to posses you. I want to take all the pain from your soul and in the passion factory of my heart turn it into functional joy. I want to take your hand by the cheremosh river and with all Ukraine witness take you as my wife, and we shall sing, dance, and drink. And then I shall whisper in your ear “let rivers run wild or let them be damned.” My perfect Talia, I lay my masculinity at the alter of your maidenhood!
I catch the stranger's eye in the dim lighting of the bar and we identify each other instantly. Her gaze falls to my USB bracelet as she subtly touches the back of her neck and blushes. We share knowledge about each other in that moment, something nobody else can see. Something nobody else can know. But tonight, neither of us will feel alone.
Later, in her hotel room, she lays opened up for me, my keyboard connected to a port in her stomach as I study holographic code projected by her electric blue eyes. The adapter plugged into the base of her skull hums with intermittent vibration and her lips part to a sound of synthesized ecstasy.
I know how to love a woman like her. Like me. And she lets me probe the intimate depths of her programming with every keystroke of my slender fingers. Coupling through syntax. Curled around each other like braces.
For that trust, for what we share tonight, I will make her delicate circuitry sing with lighting.
Ok I'm posting since this is my header now but it's based off that one art of Minato and Death by Soejima that has "bro are we about to kiss" energy but I make them kiss
A soft smile pulls at Dazai's lips as he watches you grab your phone. The bright light illuminating your face in the dark kitchen makes you look ethereal, yet he can't stop himself from making a joke. "You know I don't know how to do this."
"You know better than I," you say softly, an amused smirk pulling at your lips as you press play. Nocturne Op. 9, No. 2 begins to softly play from your shitty phone speakers as you place it on a counter, walking towards Dazai.
"I'd probably be better with the lights on," he tries joking again. You don't reply as you place your hands softly on the back of his neck, pulling yourself close as you begin to sway.
Back and forth, back and forth, you continue to step, and Dazai follows each move perfectly. It's no waltz by any means, but it is yours to share. A moment together, a moment of quiet vulnerability in the late hours of the night when everyone else is asleep is sometimes just what he needs - and you always know it.
The peaceful piano piece and the warmth of your body near his makes Dazai's eyes flutter closed, his head moving to rest on your shoulder as yours falls onto his. He hadn't realized just how tired he is, physically and emotionally. His throat begins to sting, and his eyes feel dryer than normal. He feels like crying. And yet, no tears slip past his eyes - they never do - as his hold on you tightens.
The music swells, hitting the part you'll always say is your favorite, and he feels you give him a gentle squeeze, a reassuring touch that causes him to loosen his hold. You aren't going anywhere, neither of you are.
A small this is my favorite part is whispered into his shoulder and Dazai wants to laugh. You're so predictable, and yet that predictability brings a sense of ease and comfort to him that he hasn't felt in a long time. He keeps quiet, his head moving further into your neck as he continues swaying with you.
I've never been one for classical music, I can barely see in the dark, you know I can't waltz, all excuses to stop himself from being vulnerable with you. But the second you pull him close, holding his face to your shoulder and rocking him like a baby on the wood-paneled floor of your shared apartment, he wonders why he fought it in the first place.
As the last note fades out, Dazai's face is fully buried into the crook of your neck, grasping onto your body loosely and tiredly. You aren't going anywhere, neither of you are. And the two of you continue to sway for minutes more, nothing outside of the occasional floorboard creek to interrupt as you embrace each other under the moonlight.
I finally finished this seen page madness!!! Here’s more of my t4t soukoku au
The next day they went their separate ways and never spoke of it again.
my brothers share special interests and my favorite thing to do is walk in a room and be like "hey guys can you tell me about the mariana trench" and then sit there for an hour while they both infodump to me about the ocean it's extremely entertaining
Deleted scene from the Obi-Wan Kenobi series, perhaps @existence-is-useless
I saw someone saying how Cody would comb the deserts of Tatooine to find Obi-Wan after going AWOL in The Bad Batch. Somehow, this was the first image that popped into my head:
Please, someone with artistic talent (not me) make fanart of this.
I work so hard because whenever I stop I start thinking about you and that I cant stop.
Bragging off his new warm jacket
His honest reaction
Reality vs Damian’s POV
am i girl blog shit posting now?
who knows~
This is literally us, I'm Danny and Ollies Tom 😁🫶🏻🫶🏻 @badwolf-9
Can this be us?
Please?...
“nooo don’t cry ;-;”
or what? ur gonna sit behind ur screen and tell me what to do???? or are you gonna pull up and hug me and comfort me???? r u gonna make me a hot chocolate and watch tmnt with me on my couch until i fall asleep with my head on ur shoulder???? r u gonna carry me into my bed and tuck me in and join me for the night??? r u gonna be there the next morning to make sure i eat breakfast and take my meds???? or r u just gonna dm me and pathetically ignore me the next day????
Anyone wants to lost with me at this place....😌💚🌸
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