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Angy doggy
cute cute CUTE CUUUUUUUUUUUttttttttttteee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lil sis and i are both leviathan riders in mh stories 2!! so we've decided to headcanon that our monsties have a strooooooooong sibling-like bond that mirrors their riders' (us) due to being imprinted on each other!
Wow....just, just wow.......i..i never thought that people can react this way, like..."Dont learn sigh language, because its offensive", omg,....ill be honest, idk sigh language, but i do know English, Russian, and soon ill start learn French...well, that because im a translator...well still studying to be one
What does the arab in your carrd mean? Is it like afab and amab?
.. i’m palestinian
I read it. Its cool)))
🚨NEW FANFIC ALERT🚨
https://archiveofourown.org/works/31580711
Hello! I just finished writing Just Wanna Please You, a Rayaari fanfic that I stayed up for literally hours writing and revising. I have decided to not post it on my tumble like I usually do because it’s very very mature, so you can just find it on my Archive of our Own account, or follow the link above. I will be posting the summary here tho :) [lets just say that Raya and Namaari are going in tonight rip that Puthy aye] hope you enjoy!
Raya is chill for about 40% of the time. But the moment she sees someone else talking to Namaari, or getting a little to close to her (wink wink) Raya can’t help but let her jealous feelings take over. Will this be the end of her, or the start of something new?(ATTHS)
Or
Namaari talk to Atitaya. Raya get Angy.
D:<
Can I have a hug pls 🥺
Because of this music he has become much more Handsome.... And i imagine him dancing in pilot suit under this music
..
the witcher but with britney spears music (heavily inspired by @paper-records)
Starcrossed, melo, love
what’s your fanfic life like?
Rdr 2 is my fav game
Could you bless us with the tender married janaya pls 🥺
(from this post) yes of course!!!! pls go feral w me over this softness
‘I’m going to wear-‘ Amaya’s hands pause mid-air, ‘-that?’
Janai chuckles, sweeping to her wife’s side to look down at the headdress set on the vanity, put there by no doubt the maids this morning. Trying not to roll her eyes, Janai nods.
She taps Amaya’s arm until she catches her eye. ‘I know it’s...quite ornate, but it’s traditional. It’s been worn by every Queen Consort of Lux Aurea during their announcements of parturiency; I’ve never seen it in-person before, only heard stories and seen paintings of it. I have to say it’s larger, in person. I’m sorry. My advisors insisted on it.’
‘It’ll be...fun,’ Amaya says finally, biting her lip and Janai finds herself staring back at the headdress on its plinth as well.
The morning sunlight glints off the histrionic headdress. It’s wide, two-pieced and attached at the bottom to where it’s placed on the wearer’s head. The crown is the basis of the headpiece, carved intricately with swirls and circles that are natural to Lux Aurea’s architecture. A cluster of rubies sparkle from where they’re inlaid into the crest of the tiara and Amaya’s fingertips brush the jewel in the middle of the chaplet. But the headpiece isn’t just made up of the crown - atop the tiara is a band that holds innumerable, long gold rods. Each line looks like a ray of sun radiating from the coronet that gives off the illusion of a rising sun over the horizon. It’s beautiful, wieldy, and — by the way Amaya cradles it — heavy.
Janai catches the uncertain look in her wife’s eyes. With gentle fingers, she takes the crown from Amaya’s hands, allowing her to sign, and is met with a grateful glance. ‘I thought Lux Aurea liked their Queen Consorts? This looks like a form of torture. How is it supposed to stay on my head as I walk?’
‘The way I walk with my crown,’ Janai signs after setting the headpiece back down on its podium, ‘carefully. You’ll get used to it — just small, measured steps. Inclining your head slowly and keeping perfect posture while locking your neck. I guess it’s to force Queen Consorts to stand straight. Our healers say it’s better for the baby.’
At the sign for baby — crossed arms in front of her chest as if to cradle an infant — Amaya’s hands flutter across her abdomen. Janai knows that even though there’s no physical evidence of her pregnancy yet, according to both the human and elf healers they’ve seen, it won’t be long. She’s almost at eight weeks now, and Janai finds her hands just as drawn to Amaya’s abdomen even though there’s no more pronounced curve.
When Amaya looks up at her, her eyes are sparkling happily. In the crisp white of her gown against her glowing skin, both by the illumination of the sunlight and the human healer’s note about changing hormones during pregnancy, Amaya looks almost like a heavenly being, divine — a resemblance Janai knows will only increase once the headpiece is on. Suddenly, she aches to see it atop Amaya’s dark hair.
Amaya must have the same thought because the glint in her eyes increases and she’s leaning up on her tip-toes to capture Janai’s lips. Humming, Janai breaks the kiss only moments later with a light laugh.
‘You’re not getting out of the ceremony that easily.’
‘Damn,’ Amaya signs with a toothy grin before turning back to the headdress. The line of her shoulders resembles when she’s fitted in her armor for battle and Janai smiles back. ‘I can dream, though. Shall we? We are the stars of the show, after all.’
This time, Janai is the one to lift the large crown from it’s stand. She turns to face Amaya, smiling, before carefully settling it upon her head. Once she’s sure it’s secure, she steps back and takes her wife’s hand, bringing it to her mouth.
She presses her lips to Amaya’s knuckles before looking up at her. ‘All for you,’ she signs and watches how Amaya’s eyes soften. ‘Not for me. Enjoy it.’
Amaya rocks up on her toes to kiss her lips gently. The headdress wobbles on her head and Janai chuckles against her wife’s mouth.
‘Don’t drop it before we’ve even made it to the party!’
‘No guarantees,’ Amaya signs before resigning herself to the weight on her head with a sigh. She winds her arm through Janai’s when the elf offers it — setting her hand in the crook of Janai’s elbow. She pats it. ‘Ready?’
Janai chuckles lowly as she sweeps them towards the gilded double doors of their chambers. As she expected, they open without having to be touched. On either side of the archway, the Queensguard bow at the waist, crossing their wrists in front of their face to fan out their fingers before falling in line behind the two monarchs. ‘I should be asking you that.’
Black lives matter, what happened with this idea. The whole point was to stop racism and make race equality.
BUT What we see now??? Broken statues, vandalism and more... People from BLM, What happened with you??!! From peaceful protest half of you became killers and robbers. People are scared of you, if you hate Police why are you attack random people? Because of your actions racism will only grow and it will bad. YES, some Policemans are bad, but not all of them.
I will say it
Black People changed places with White people. WHY ARE YOU ATTACKING CITIZENS??? WHY ARE ATTACKING RANDOM WHITE PEOPLE?!?! You broke the whole point of Protests
Im scared, people die because of protests. Violence is everywhere.
RIGHT NOW ILL SAY: ALL LIVES MATTER!!! ALL!!!
:/
Gordon Ramsey fursona reveal!
I found this, i liked this, i rebloged it
OTP Dialogue Prompt
Person A: Urgh… I… I wanna punch you, you are so… ignorant and annoying and careless and… you… *growls* Wanna punch you, really!
Person B: Didn't you mean "pound you"? Cuz you sound rather caring 'bout me being reckless
Person A: Shut up!
Person B: Make me.
Person A: *pacing closer* You shouldn't've said that
Person B: Really? Oh, come on, we both know you want me as much as I want you. Suck it up and take what you want already!
Person A: You definitely shouldn't've said THAT
OI!!! ITS ORIGINAL
She should officially OPELIED THEM 😃😃😃
Opeli: It’s not that I don’t love Prince Callum. In fact, I think of him as family. I helped raise him. It’s not even that I don’t like Ms. Rayla. She’s nice enough and has been a good influence on Prince Callum, King Ezran, and Soren.
Amaya: Then what’s the problem?
Opeli: *gestures to a cuddling Rayllum*
Callum: *nuzzles Rayla’s cheek* I love you
Rayla: I love you more
Callum: I love you more
Opeli: THAT. 24/7 of THAT
OMG so real
Adult: You can be anything you want when you grow up
Adult: but not gay
Adult: or transgender
Adult: or a high school drop out
Adult: or a single parent
Adult: or a teen parent
Adult: or an actor
Adult: or an artist
Adult: or a musician
Adult: or unemployed
Adult: and you must marry someone
Adult: and you must have kids
Adult: and save money
Adult: and conform to society
Adult: and do this and do that
Adult: but when you grow up you can be whatever you want
Catra is being catra
Best Friend Squad tried knitting 🧣🧦
I needed a whole hour to understand what she meant
Here we are in the Future~~
⭐Here we are⭐
Adora:HM? You left?..... Why?
adora wants her lap cat back
Why not Optimus Prime?
People calling Horde Prime “Hordak Prime” makes me die a little bit inside.
Also Catra: Adora! *whistle* *whistle* Cmere girl, cmon.
how to call your girlfriend
Catra: Hey Adora, come here
Adora: pspspspsps
Wht about Celtic trolls??
Guys, where’s ihearttrolls? 😭
Im actually straight, but idc cause i have ace friend, and he is like a bro to me
I'M DOING AN EXPERIMENT
To prove something to a friend, please
REBLOG IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
LIKE IF YOU THINK ASEXUALS DON’T BELONG IN LGBTQ+ SPACES
Holy moly this is.. CUTE
woo woo
BUT he did
Epic Viggo
Im dying from HEARTATAAAACK
Im ALIIIIIVE
CONNVERSE SQUAD! WHERE YOU ATTT?!?
Reblog if you’re a true Connverse shipper
Callum Oh my, this lake is very deep, i thonk we sh-
Rayla:*jumps into the lake
Callum:AM I A JOKE TO YOU?
Callum: dark magic is evil and I’ll never use it Rayla: *goes on a suicide mission* Callum: WELP
Callum: this wing spell is harder than i first thought. Maybe with more practice Ill- Rayla: *jumps off the spire in a suicide mission* Callum: YEET