every kiss

anonymous asked:

Are you doing nanowrimo? Or are you revising God Key? I love hearing about your writing, sorry if this is too personal but I love the peek behind the curtain!

I am failing at nanowrimo, and trying to write The God Key for it. I currently have 22,000 so I’m super behind. I have too many projects.  

The now official new Chapter 1 (non-edited, as I have tweaked and perfected since) is here. As you can tell, the story is both very different and the same to what it was. 

Have a not-too spoilery opening of new chapter 2 snippet:

Isaac often thought that if he was a telepath, he would have been afraid of inflicting himself on everyone around him. Doubtful, always, of how much of his life was true and how much of it was something that he wished into being with the force of his powers.  

An example: you love a person, more than you’ve loved anything in your life. Every inch of you reaches out for them, to hold, to connect, to have and to cherish until death do us part. The person reaches back. Loves back. How do you know it’s not a subconscious command? A hoping so powerful that the whole world bends out of place to accommodate it? And how could that person possibly know where the lines were drawn?  

Don’t move.

As far as he could tell, Gabriel had never had those fears.

Isaac’s body crumpled slack in the vines, the knife clattering to the floor. The vines kept coming still, binding tighter and tighter around him like the coils of a serpent. He strained, uselessly, for his muscles to work. Gabriel wouldn’t fall for the same trick twice. He had to win, now.  

An example: you love a person, you want them on your side, by your side. You wish they’d never leave you, that you’d stay together forever. Does that mean they choose to stay? Or just that they cannot choose to leave? It wouldn’t be purposeful. You wouldn’t use the word ‘force’, if asked to describe your relationship.

Gabriel straightened off up the desk, wheezing. He cupped a hand to his bleeding nose.

A thought: you love a person, more than you’ve loved anything in your life. But is it them that you love, when every kiss, every touch, gives you unimaginable power? Or is it just the power? The echo of an ideal that your mind has created that doesn’t quite match an actual person?

And a person loves you, more than they’ve loved anything in their life. But is it you a person loves, when every kiss, every touch, gives them freedom? Or is just the freedom? A symphony of brain chemicals arranged in the most perfect forgery of affection?


His door burst open and two more strangers charged into his home.

Isaac had blown it.

The first woman, hand outstretched, clearly controlled the vines. By the look on her face Isaac figured he was supposed to be grateful that none of them came with thorns, man-gouging spikes or poison.  She was a small dark-skinned woman made larger by the force of her presence. Every visible inch of her, except her face, bloomed with vibrant flower tattoos. Isaac’s potted plant perked up as she passed it.

The second woman was Isaac’s height, maybe even taller, towering six foot something and built like a fortress. Blonde like Isaac was too, but far more bright and golden in her natural colouring and far more gothic in her clothing choices.

“Are you alright?” She strode straight over to Gabriel. “Let me see.” Her questing fingers brushed over his nose and the other slipped beneath his shirt, before retreating. It was hard to tell with the lingering blood but Gabriel’s face looked significantly less broken than it had been a few seconds ago. Healer.

“I thought you said he wouldn’t hurt you!” the first woman snapped. Her vines squeezed tighter around Isaac, making him gasp out.

“Don’t,” Gabriel said. “He’s fine, I have him.”

“Yeah,” the woman snorted. “You sure had him when he was about to stab you.”


She sighed, but the vines loosened their grinding death grip.

Isaac hit the ground hard, face first, and groaned in pain.

“I didn’t mean drop him,” Gabriel sighed.


aka “jake peralta is bisexual and i have the receipts”

Do you ever just…. think about Victor and Yuuri holding each other, in complete silence, simply listening to each other’s heartbeat.


#so much tongue #so little time

every bioware animation
  • back of the head scratch
  • a character shaking their head in disbelief or disgust with hand on their forehead, looking down
  • that kiss animation used since origins and in every mass effect game where they very slowly go in, hesitate, bop their heads around, and really go in for the kiss 
  • when a character, usually female, talks and puts their two hands in front of them like a robot and shakes them to illustrate their point
  • a character leans back on one leg with their arms loose
  • the exit-stage-right an NPC does after a conversation ends
  • angry limp wrist pointing
  • neck/collar bone scratch 
  • a slow crossing of the arms in times of suspicion
  • that punch animation 
  • drinking alcohol and violently shaking head
  • a character gives a half smile with an eyebrow raised
  • pointing behind with thumb, body turns very slightly
Just a little something for Pride Month

This is a list of my fav (canon) LGBT+ characters. Or any LGBT+ characters that pop in my head.

Originally posted by shiromahou

Nitori (trans girl)

Originally posted by munakatareishi

Tomoyo (lesbian)

Justin (gay) *I would like to add that he’s a character in a children’s (or at least early teens I believe) graphic novel, and outright told the mc his sexuality. I remember buying this book from my Catholic school’s book fair lmao 

Originally posted by horseman-bojack

Todd (asexual)

Jaehee (bi)

Originally posted by gekkous

Akise (bi/pan) 

Originally posted by ammoniasims

Isabella (trans woman)

Originally posted by sailorscoutsforever

Sailor Neptune and Sailor Uranus (both lesbians)

Originally posted by pigpants

Yoshino (trans boy)

Originally posted by luna-ly

Nishima (lesbian/bi)

Seiko (trans girl) 

Niles (bi/pan)

Originally posted by loveandjustice

George (bi) 

No lie. I’ve been watching it for 5min straight. It’s been months and i’m still not over it.


Sara Lance taking over typical heterosexual endings (1x08/2x12)

listen i know we’re all losing our shit over kravitz warming his face up before he kisses taako and trust me i am too but like

the reason he’s so cold to begin with is bc he’s dead. not just his face but his whole body is cold bc there’s nothing alive to keep him warm from the inside out in comparison to living bodies. 

that means that any breath coming out of him?? cold. frosty as hell. our breath is warm bc of our internal temps but krav has got None Of That this boy was blowing cold air onto his face bc he was so nervous about kissing taako that he forgot that wouldn’t even work thank u for ur time

anonymous asked:

I was recently watching Merlin and every semi merthur scene I kept thinking "kiss. Just kiss" lol. Your art gives me life when the show producers weren't brave enough to put in a merthur scene.

How to use the bucket
Arthur likes to use every opportunity to kiss Merlin from above (because no way Merlin is a few inches taller)


Did you know? If you catch a falling maple leaf, you’ll fall in love with the person you’re walking with.