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“ auroras “ // Vincent Ledvina
Music: Hans Zimmer - Cornfield Chase
Dragon House // Margot.Zussy on Instagram
as an aromantic i have some pretty romantic things i fall in love with in people. here's a list!
the sound of laughter. just pure unfiltered joy after someone lets down their guard. it tugs at my heartstrings in the way that makes my chest hurt. especially little caught off guard giggles. just-
people doing quick maths in whatever language they learned maths in. muttering under their breath in the way they think the fastest. its one of my favourite things living in a trilingual family. my oma counting game scores in german, my dad helping with maths problems by muttering through calculations in spanish
people monologuing about their interests. not giving the overview of their interest, im talking impassioned, enflamed ranting about their favourite thing. i could listen for that for hours, whether i know everything or nothing about the subject. the oral essay with the analysis of hundreds of hours of thinking about this
pauses in music to do human things. sliding down guitar strings to the next chord in a rip of twang. breathing right before long notes or passionate sections. a band getting ready to play their favourite part of their favourite song
people stopping for bubbles. not everyone will swipe, but there's always a beautiful pause as they make way for wonder, regardless of age. bubbles are just a timeless thing
both the act of falling asleep against someone and having a creature fall asleep against you. there's such tender trust and love needed to fall asleep with someone, and then on top of that to be leaning against them?? incredible time and place for a nap. also the sheer willpower to sit so long after being entrusted. having someone or something sleeping on you is so nice, and shows the patience and care that someone holds. just the "im stuck" look with a cat in ones lap or a head on ones shoulder
id love to hear other people's favourite human things. honestly i need it with the political climate (and the history of terrorism class i'm taking
Thinking about when I worked for honey baked ham and whenever we got busy our store manager would recalibrate the pricing scales to make hams more expensive per pound and most hams landed around $80 naturally so sometimes you'd get an 8lb ham for like $110
Chapter 4 of Sorry, I have a boyfriend is up!
Sorry, I have a boyfriend is a mumscarian fic in which Grian and Mumbo are together and Grian and Scar are in an arranged marriage. Grian asks Scar if they can keep their relationship political, but what will happen when he starts falling for the royal redstoner?
(Guess what? You can find out! This is my attempt at an ad)
Love your writing! An idea, if you like it: villain finds out that their lover is actually their hero nemesis. Villain leverages this in their confrontations by threatening the hero's lover--ie their own secret identity. Basically a villain using their intimate knowledge of their lover to gain an advantage.
Part of them knew it was wrong to enjoy their lover like this - jaw clenched in steely determination, eyes wide and bright with an intoxicating combination of terror and bravery.
That part was drowned out entirely by the bit of them that stepped giddying closer, smoothing their palms down the desperate thump of the hero's chest. The horror of it.
"You think I didn't know?" the villain murmured. "About your little love affair?"
"If you lay so much as a hand on them-"
"-You'll what?"
The hero looked so protective, so willing to do absolutely anything for them. The hero's jaw clenched further; an animal baring of teeth. They took the villain's hands off them and squeezed, hard enough to hurt.
"Perhaps I'll reconsider my policy on murder."
The villain laughed, at that. It wasn't really funny so much as, yet again, giddying. When it was just the two of them alone, their lover was the gentlest person alive. Good and kind and oh so sweet. Seeing the person in front of them...
"Sexy," the villain purred.
The hero shoved them back.
The villain bit on their lip, unable to help it as they considered the hero. "What do you think your love would think of the blood on your hands?"
"If it keeps them safe, it's worth it."
"Oh?"
The hero's gaze raked over them, searching for an open. Futile, really. Their love was not a killer. The villain would never push them to that. Still.
"Alright, alright," the villain pretended at grace, stepping forward again. They scooped the hero's fists in their hands and pressed a half-mocking kiss to their knuckles. "Easy, tiger. We both know I'm more interested in you."
The hero's hands twitched, but they didn't pull away.
"Just stand down and get out of my way and I'll have no reason to hunt them down."
They imagined detailed ransom videos. They wanted to see what the hero looked like when they heard them screaming, praying, begging for mercy. Patience. They could see the hero's fury and their despair and their love most of all.
All the love they struggled to express when it was just the two of them, as if fighting villains was more important.
"I tell you this," the hero said, "and next time you threaten them again, ask for something else."
"Before you think about killing me, please bear in minds that I've put in fail safes should I die. Ruining your love being one of them."
The hero swallowed. They seemed to be trying to decide if that was true or not.
"I know so many of their secrets," the villain confessed, "everything that would ruin their comfortable life with you, every dark and dirty thing that they would hate the world to see. I don't have to hurt them to hurt them, my dearest hero."
"Don't call me that," the hero snapped.
But the villain knew they'd won.
The hero hadn't pulled back and they hadn't lashed out, not physically. They were always fine with a threat to themselves, but this?
The villain almost hadn't thought they could have so much power.
They never wanted to let it go.
But, they never wanted to let the hero go either. They never wanted to wake up one day to a world where someone else had hurt them, when they were already gone.
"Stand down," the villain whispered. "And you can be so very happy."
And, at least for a little while, the hero did.
the fact that i was denied a beach episode with 20s swimsuits …………
Made this little image extremely lazily out of some funny inspiration
Heyy soph…
🙏🙏🙏
We need to bully Disney into making a good third wreck it Ralph
With all the Marvel properties littered in Ralph Breaks the Internet I’m kinda disappointed they didn’t do this during the credits
I mean, I’m just saying
Onions.
tw: caps
So Context there’s this flock of crows that hangs in the field by my school and I wanted to start feeding them to have a giant frickin awesome flock of crows on my side
So I was researching what kinda foods are good for them and it said that onions could kill them in the same way for dogs, that is by
yaknow
rIPPING APART THE SEAMS OF EACH BLOOD CELL UNTIL THEY BECOME ANEMIC AND DIE.
And yet the human stomach is just like “not if I digest it first”
Like JESUS, why are they so hardcore and poisonous and yet we use them just to accent the flavors in soup?
Human: oo ground crunchy ball
Human: *peeling it* eat?
Onion: Ah, if only, my sweet, naive little friend. I thank you for the chance to perform my greatest gift of death... slowly. Steadily. Prepare yourself to meet the same fate as all others have who have dared to usurp my kind. Consider the cold truth awakening in your veins to be your well-earned atonement for the all-consuming curiosity that festers within you. Farewell, my dear unknowing victim.
Human two days later: *is completely fine, and making another onion into soup* hehe spicy
Aquarius, clam chowder! 🥣
What’s your sign and your favorite soup?
