daine is working for her suicide hotline tonight and she’s answering phones and i’m SO proud of her and excited and aaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAA i jsut think everyone should kno what a badass hero my best friend is B)
AhahHahah oh ymg do i love them this is beautiful i cant believe i forgot how much i ship this :’)))))
B)))) YEAAAAAAAAAA (thanks c:)
yooo i said i’d do anything lmfao and i like rikai c;
He remembers when Kairi was a little girl and he was a little boy and they’d stare from their little island out into the vast, unfathomably large stretch of water. He remembers how he took her hand and explained what it was, and how no one knew for sure how deep it really is, and how he wants to set sail on top of it and never return. She’d always seemed so intrigued; so fascinated.
He remembers being fifteen and watching the way the sea breeze would catch her hair, and he’d tuck it behind her ear and she would giggle and smile and he would swear that if he could see that every minute of every day he’d never want to leave.
He remembers falling into the ocean and taking his first breath of air after the battle, side stinging, and seeing her smiling face in the setting sun. Seeing the way she waved, the way she pulled him out of the water and welcomed him home, the way his heart stuttered to a near stop when she kissed his cheek.
He’ll remember how she shoves him against the rock wall of the Secret Place and kisses him hard. How she strokes her fingers through his hair, how her hips never stop moving, how she murmurs about never wanting him to go away. How he promises he’ll be back soon just as soon as he passes the test but she never seems satisfied and they end up staying way past dusk, and Sora’s calling them in frantic voices because he’s afraid he’s lost them again.
He’ll remember how she tells him to look at the sea and think of her. He doesn’t understand, and maybe he never will, but he doesn’t think he has to.
HOOLYS HIT IM GONNA BE EXPLICIT LADIES……….
"It’s running, that’s what the red light means,” Sora groans when Riku takes his sweet time setting up the camera. A youtube video? They’re just going to end up burning the house down…
Kairi skips into the kitchen, apron tied tightly around her waist and auburn hair tied up in a bun. She looks adorable, and they both want to grab her and hug her—but she wouldn’t be happy. This was her idea, after all.
She demands them to get ingredients, sending them running around the room and in cabinets and washing dishes. It feels like she’s just ordering them to do stuff, and when Sora pouts about it, she seems to forget the camera’s on. And they seemed to forget that her dress unzippers in the back, but are made very aware when it pools by her feet, and her apron is the only thing covering her.
Sora didn’t know this would be that kind of cooking show. But he’s not complaining. Riku’s lips are on his in a second, Kairi’s hands between them and touching and god maybe this was a good idea. They’ve been doing this a lot lately; picking a random activity, thinking it’ll be innocent fun, and by the end they’re all on the floor and heaving breaths and kissing wherever they can reach.
Kairi’s collapsed on the counter when all is said and done. Riku is on the floor, panting and grinning, and Sora’s holding the counter for support and grinning up at Kairi while he pets Riku’s hair.
That’s when he realizes what the camera was for.
GIVE ME ANY PAIRING OR OT3 PLUS A THEME
AND I’LL WRITE A DRABBLE ABOUT IT
FUCK DAMN WOW ok
Jak and Daxter always have such an interesting composition. That’s how Jinx thinks; in materials and chemical compounds and how they make each other ignite. Jak ignites Daxter. Every single time, Daxter is moving with his partner, keeping on his toes because he has someone to protect. And Daxter is the chemical that makes Jak explode.
Demolition Duo. Dynamite boys. And he never expects to be in the middle, to be in between the famous and dangerously dependent couple. He never expects the way Jak glances at him sometimes, like he’s the most genius man to ever live. The way Jak’s eyes light up when he sees one of Jinx’s creations is enough to give him something to come back to. The way Daxter slides his goggles down and grins maniacally, yelling at Jinx to “light ‘er up!” when he’s ready, makes him realize he’s never going to be alone.
The three of them? An infrequent match. But piled in a zoomer, blowin’ shit sky high, they’re unstoppable. And Jinx lives for those moments. Jinx lives for their chemical reaction.
i would but i don’t even know what fandoms we have in common anymore omg
i mean dont u still hav kh ships :c
mass effect or smth idk damn u went SO MARVEL on me