OTP Prompt 19 For Froststorm Because I'm Feeling Sappy

You have a genuine problem! 😂 can’t wait to see who’s in the box this time.

I am not sorry in the slightest

Enjoy Irene crying over the death of...

Read it and find out

This is so sweet! I love them as a long established couple but still being fabulous.

Li Ming x Ao Shun with 66? Because like you I also cant stop thinking about them.

“Do not tickle me.” Ao Shun sleepily muttered into his pillow (black silk, obviously). Li Ming stretched and groaned and curled up against his side, reaching for him again and sliding his fingers over Ao Shun’s back to wrap an arm loosely around his hips, pressing his face to the dark hair spilling across the covers.

“That wasn’t the intention.” Li Ming replied, nestling against him, eyes barely half open, intending on allowing himself to slip back to sleep for half an hour more if he could. Maybe an hour, there was nothing too pressing to deal with, and he’d showered before going to bed.

He’d returned late, had a long and very hot shower to work out the aches of travelling, and crawled into the bed that Ao Shun was already occupying, reading underneath the light of a solitary lamp.

He’d been too tired for much more than crawling under the covers on the other side of the bed, his side of the bed if they were in the same world (he always slept closest to the door, a constant protector, even at night), and had been asleep before Ao Shun had even wished him goodnight, or hello for that matter.

“Good morning.” Ao Shun said, now that he was a little more awake, he rubbed sleep out of his eyes and shifted to hold Li Ming and he kissed the top of his hair. “Did you sleep well?”

“Better than I have in weeks.” It was always the same response. He always slept better when he knew that his partner was less than an arms reach away.

The finest beds, thick and plush mattresses of feathers, large enough to fit a half dozen people in it and probably a few pets as well, and they always ended up pressed against each other. Curled around one another, bodies touching, even when it was a hot night, they still would sleep close, fingers brushing when the heat became too much to tolerate. Li Ming may run cold, but Ao Shun ran hot and it quickly became uncomfortable for Li Ming to be wrapped up in what felt like a furnace to him.

Ao Shun smiled. “Good, you were exhausted last night, you work too hard mon etoile.” Li Ming tilted his face up to smile at him with sleep hazed eyes. “Oh… you forgot to wash your eyeliner off. Hold still, I need a picture of this.” Li Ming huffed and rolled away from him, pulling the covers up over his head.

“I am going back to sleep.”

“Lí…” Ao Shun softly said. “My raccoon.” Li Ming sat up and glared at him.

“We are not making this a thing.” He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and grabbed his dressing gown as he got up and padded toward the bathroom on warmed tile floors. “I am not a raccoon, I was just tired.”

“I know you were, love. Come back to bed and there will be no more mention of your resemblance to adorable little creatures.”

“I am taller than you.”

“Barely-there-resemblance. Come back to bed, please.” Li Ming sighed.

“Just because you asked me nicely.” 

Lí means raccoon, which is exactly what I needed to find out today and made me do the happy hand flappies

To any suicidal followers I may have: This is a sign to not kill yourself. You are loved and the world is special because you are in it. Keep holding on.

Reblog this when it’s on your dash. You will save someone’s life.

Your cane is beautiful

Your wheelchair is impeccable

Your walker is good

Your prosthetic is divine

Your hearing aid is bewitching

Your scooter is striking

Jesús Christ, these are insane. That ice skating one is straight out of a Victorian novel, only in that version you’d die tragically. The canal one is funny as. Irene and Kai’s ones are ridiculously relatable. I once walked straight into a metal sign because I was reading and I had a red imprint of it for the rest of the day.

Invisible Library characters as stupid things that I've done

Irene: missed her stop on the train because she was reading not once, not twice but four times on three seperate occasions

Kai: fallen down the stairs of a bookshop because he couldn't see over the top of the pile of books in his hands

Vale: set fire to a science experiment because he was bored

Silver: fallen over laughing and been too drunk to stand up again.

Everiste: missed a train so he burst into tears

Li Ming: went ice skating, fell through the frozen lake and got pnemonia

Ao Shun: got stuck three miles from home in the middle of a thunder storm because he thought he could run faster than a storm

Ao Guang: fallen into the canal because he didn't want to cycle through a patch of mud.

Lmao relatable.

i love how people who are into british aisles folklore vs. people who are into the modern edgy faerie movement sound like cat people vs. dog people like

me: *mentions faeries* someone reblogging my post: um even THINKING about faeries, ESPECIALLY IRISH FAERIES, is to flirt with a fate worse than death. your blood will drip form their sharp teeth. their sharp, sharp, pointy, sharp teeth. this isn’t tinker bell you’re dealing with. me: ….ANYWAY, this is my brounie his name is ferd and he unclogs my shower drain

I got Baz as well, very pleased! I’m glad someone recognises the hard work I’ve put in, in the gay yearning department.

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This is gorgeous! I love this style and the hair is beautifully done. Thanks for sharing, it’s awesome- I need more fabulous Greek statues on my life.

danaid with an urn (by Rauch) // venus with apple (Thorvaldsen)

quick sketches for inktober

Felt like sharing this painting of mine

I took a picture of it and edited it more so it could be a little "better"

Dear Invisible Library fans, please tell me that this reminds you of that one scene in the beginning of The Burning Page