((Hey, so wow things happened that ended up with me being in hospital with an infection, and I had to get an operation and things just went to shit, but I’m back and better and ready to pick up and I AM SO SORRY THAT LIFE DECIDED TO KICK ME IN THE ASS FOR A FEW MONTHS! 

SO!  Anyone who WANTS to start something with me, let me know!  Anyone that I owe, just tell me, though I probably have something saved for you still and will be posting soon!  And for the rest of you, I love you guys ever so much!))

mortenavida:

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I have never reblogged something so fast in my LIFE.

little-red-riding-cock:

connorronnoc:

Hydrofloors are only like the coolest thing ever invented. They are specially designed pools with movable floors. When you’re using your pool it’s just like a normal pool. But when you are done swimming or aquacising, you press a button and the pool’s floor slowly raises up while the water slips underneath the floor. Pimpin! Eventually the pool’s floor reaches the top and you are left with a large flat area you can use for recreation, dining, parties or any other dry land event you want.

Another press of the button and the floor sinks back down slowly to reveal your already water-filled pool. You can also stop the floor at any point which means you can make the pool as shallow or deep as you want. Having a kid’s party? Just set it for shallow kiddie pool depth. Be sure to throw a few extra chlorine tablets in the pool cleaning mechanism though, you know how kids are.

I could potentially drown my enemies at a sleep over…

manicpeixesdreamgirl:

…Eridan don’t take relationship advice from that guy.

just.

don’t do it.

dyzzyah:

Bed me on chalcedony

Let us warm cold marble with our sweat and heat

Pin me to a pile of agates and let my fingers fail to make purchase among the stones

Let us ride on rhodochrosite passions and may we burn carnelian

Let me gaze upon you as opals litter your hair

And may you smile up to me with all the warmth of amber

Love me everlasting as diamond

Hold me close as a pearl

Until turquoise skies turn obsidian

Caress me as water over river-rocks and let me smooth your edges

Set me for a jewel about your throat and keep me always

Turn your peridot eyes to me

Kiss me with lips of almandine 

And let us be two stones together

Timeless

Unchanging

And pure

fennekinfatale:

words to live by

clamor-of-lightning:

dearlittleprincessloki:

“More often than not because I forget to take meals at all, brother.  Do not take it as a slight against you, you know how I get when I am concentrating!” 

She looked up at him, registering the expression that crossed his face.  Though he tried to hide his emotions, he was never any good at it, and the comfort and familiarity made her smile.  “You seem nervous, brother.  Say what you will, and get it over with, I promise I will not bite unless you desire me to!” 

Though her banter was playful, she hid the creeping fear, the doubts and insecurity that plagued her mind.  Looking at the selection he had chosen, she dismissed some of those whispers, intent on enjoying herself and his company, come what may. 

This made the thunderer chuckle, his eyes creasing with humor with the playful edge to her tone. Though he loved her in a more intimate way now, he had always admired her knife-sharp wit, her ability to fashion words into both weapons and pleasure for those around her. Always she had possessed such a sense of humor. 

Thor set the tray down on a bureau next to the two of them before turning to face her, his happiness a palpable thing, for surely if she brushed her fingers across his face, she would know for herself how joyous she made him. 

“I take no offense - your studies and your craft is important to you, Loki. I would never hold your duties against you in such a manner.” His eyes dropped to her lips, to the plump purse of her mouth, and how it would taste to claim her kiss this morning. 

“I wish, right now, to clear the air.” Thor took a breath, meeting the green-fires of his sister’s gaze. “The spell, and how I was overcome - I regret not a thing that happened come the eventide and how we lay together.”

Never had he been one to avoid the subject. This was no exception, especially with a situation so austere. 

And damn him, he managed to surprise her, the moment of shock that crossed her face immediately replaced with genuine happiness.  No regrets - was that not what she had wished?  There were far too many moments spent with restless fear of the unknown, that once he was finished with her, she would be tossed aside, left to yearn for what she had now felt. 

Her tongue darted across her lips as she noticed him glancing at them, her throat suddenly closed over with all of the things she wanted to say.  “I…I was not expecting you to be so bold about our actions, brother.  But I must say, it comes as no small relief that you did not discard me as easily as the other toys you possessed.  Do you truly then care for me as I care for you?  I fear the day you will grow tired of me, or cast me aside, for I have now been claimed by you, and I would have no other.”  She cursed her usually so talented tongue for failing her, swore silently at her emotions for leaving her such a shivering maiden. 

There was no humor, no malice, no untruths behind her eyes as she met his gaze, only honest and tentative pleasure.  “So knowing this, will you still have me?  Can you truly love me as I am, and all that I am?  Can you accept the darkness and the light?”  She felt young and nervous, shy and almost trembling.  “Can you accept me?”

big-brother-thor:

dearlittleprincessloki:

big-brother-thor:

dearlittleprincessloki:

big-brother-thor:

dearlittleprincessloki:

“You would never drop me, I trust you more than that!”  As his hand slid and brushed against her neck, she gave a soft whimper, blushing deeper at the embarrassing sound and her reactions.  She shivered slightly, pulling back a bit as she looked at him.  “M-meow?”  Regaining herself, she grinned at him.  “Ah, yes.  I could not keep myself from your shining beauty, the bright oceans of your eyes, the sunbeams of your hair!”  She cursed to herself, wondering if she had taken the joke too far, but kept her warm smile as she regarded him.

“Careful, sister, if you keep complimenting me like this I might actually believe you. And you do know what people say about my ego…” Thor paused. “Or well, what you say about my ego, mostly.” He stroked her hair back against her ear with a finger, twirling the strain around it before he let it fall in place. “Although I can count myself lucky to hear such charming words from such a beautiful woman. The Norns know the men of Asgard would abandon their riches to hear words like this coming from your mouth.”

She only had herself to blame for the shy and tentative tendrils of confusing adoration she felt.  As always, she had pushed too far, had gone too close to the conflicting emotions that rushed through her.  She felt him brushing her hair away, and she leaned in to the touch.  Shifting again, she stood up straight, keeping her arms looped around his shoulders.  “I only say it because it is true, that your ego is truly massive when it comes to your battles and conquests and such.  But do not doubt my words, brother.  Well,”  she amended, “in this case, anyway.  I mean every word of it.  And while others may beg and fall to their knees to hear me say such things, there is only one man in all the realms who will hear such declarations of love, for there is only one that I feel that way about!” 

Thor’s smile grew gentle when he heard his sister’s words. It was true, there were many things he was proud of, his strength, the charisma he knew he possessed. But all of them were unimportant in comparison to his sister telling him this. Cradling her head in both hands he bent down to press a gentle and lingering kiss upon her cheek. “My dearest sister, I cannot tell you how honoured I am to be the one man who is gifted with your affections. Rest assured that my love for you is unparalleled as well, dear sister. Although I suppose this is not exactly a secret seeing at what jealousy your mere presence at my side causes…” In addition to this, there were some nasty rumors about the very nature of their relationship. Thor paid no attention to them because his feelings for Loki were no-one’s business to begin with. Yet, he hoped Loki did not feel weirded out by them.

The feel of his hands against her face, of his lips against her cheek had her heart fluttering.  She looked askance, rocking slightly on her toes.  “Yes, the jealousy.  I ah…”  For once, Loki was at a loss for how to phrase what she was thinking.  It was a rare enough occurrence, and she pulled back a bit.  “There is much that is whispered about the two of us, is there not?  I have heard some of what is said behind our backs, about the nature of our relationship.  I wanted to ask, what do you make of such things?”

Thor’s face became serious at Loki’s question but he kept his hand gently against her cheek. “Not much, dear sister,” he answered with a sigh. “I tend to ignore such gossip completely. I am not ashamed of our… connection and I do not see any reason why I should justify the way I care for you.” Truth to be told, he was not always that sure about it. Sometimes he worried that he truly was… abnormal and disgusting, that his feelings for his sister were not pure and kind but twisted and wrong. But when Loki smiled at him, all of these worries were secondary because he knew that he would never want and could never bear to create a distance between them.

She nodded, inwardly cursing the soft blush that crossed her face, suddenly feeling so very much younger than she was.  There was a maelstrom of emotions and thoughts that raced through her mind, looking aside as she leaned in to take his hand.  She would not drag him into the darkness she seemed to spread everywhere, could not stand to push him away with her impure and vile desires.  Almost trembling with the force of her feelings, she forced herself to stay calm.  “Of course, what business is it of theirs?  Our…connection is strong, perhaps they envy me for the closeness I share, or envy you for the position you hold in my heart.”  What that position was, she would never admit.

intoxifaded:

what if every single spider in the world was just replaced by a cat

i think that’s a world I would love to live in