Kiss

asparklethatisblue:

K: Stop it Thete, I have to study.

T: Come to bed, Kosh…

K: … if you kiss me again?

the next morning…

and after the exam…

janeturenne:

marrowskies:

I felt like that last picture was too subtle.
Also girls are hot.

It’s the little things that keep Brax coming back.
If she’s honest with herself—and, contrary to popular opinion, she is always honest with herself—chasing the girls who play hard to get is hardly new territory for Brax.  The thing about Narvin, though, the thing that makes her unique, is that the pursuit never stops.  There isn’t ever a definitive victory, a moment when Brax can count on Narvin to open the door to Brax’s knocks, or to smile across tables, or to not shrug away from a touch.  There isn’t ever a guarantee that just because they’re here today, they’ll be here again tomorrow.  Which Brax would have sworn would be tedious, too much work in the long run, but which, it turns out, only makes every single day more deliciously piquant in its uncertainty.
Because some days, Brax does win.  Some days, she stumbles on a compliment so carefully worded that it makes Narvin blush instead of scowl.  Some days, she knows just when a touch to the small of the back will change the atmosphere of a room.  Some days, she finds the elusive gift so perfectly judged that Narvin will actually accept it.  
And on those days, Brax is rewarded with the little things that Narvin usually holds back.  The hungry upward tilt of Narvin’s hips.  The eager tug of her fingers in Brax’s own hair.  The way she shakes, just a little—so slightly she can always disavow it later, a tremble with plausible deniability—as she waits for Brax to kiss her.
Brax smiles like a wolf, inside, at the joint thrill of pleasure and success, and leans in to claim her victory.

janeturenne:

marrowskies:

I felt like that last picture was too subtle.

Also girls are hot.

It’s the little things that keep Brax coming back.

If she’s honest with herself—and, contrary to popular opinion, she is always honest with herself—chasing the girls who play hard to get is hardly new territory for Brax.  The thing about Narvin, though, the thing that makes her unique, is that the pursuit never stops.  There isn’t ever a definitive victory, a moment when Brax can count on Narvin to open the door to Brax’s knocks, or to smile across tables, or to not shrug away from a touch.  There isn’t ever a guarantee that just because they’re here today, they’ll be here again tomorrow.  Which Brax would have sworn would be tedious, too much work in the long run, but which, it turns out, only makes every single day more deliciously piquant in its uncertainty.

Because some days, Brax does win.  Some days, she stumbles on a compliment so carefully worded that it makes Narvin blush instead of scowl.  Some days, she knows just when a touch to the small of the back will change the atmosphere of a room.  Some days, she finds the elusive gift so perfectly judged that Narvin will actually accept it.  

And on those days, Brax is rewarded with the little things that Narvin usually holds back.  The hungry upward tilt of Narvin’s hips.  The eager tug of her fingers in Brax’s own hair.  The way she shakes, just a little—so slightly she can always disavow it later, a tremble with plausible deniability—as she waits for Brax to kiss her.

Brax smiles like a wolf, inside, at the joint thrill of pleasure and success, and leans in to claim her victory.

marrowskies:

I felt like that last picture was too subtle.
Also girls are hot.

marrowskies:

I felt like that last picture was too subtle.

Also girls are hot.

itsvolcanoday:

25 favorite female tv characters | aeryn sun, farscape
“got a bit of a problem, commander? well, now you’ve got one more. because the only way you’re going to get my weapon is if i’m dead.”

shh-im-wondering:

This is a Darkel appreciation post

marrowskies:


 janeturenne said:  Genderbent Narvin and Brax. Because always. Better yet, Female!Brax/Female!Narvin. Because the only way to improve on The Snarkiest Boyfriends is to make them The Snarkiest Girlfriends. Pretty please? 

always.

marrowskies:

janeturenne said: Genderbent Narvin and Brax. Because always. Better yet, Female!Brax/Female!Narvin. Because the only way to improve on The Snarkiest Boyfriends is to make them The Snarkiest Girlfriends. Pretty please?

always.

UGH I feel your pain. Season Three is just the most heartbreaking, horrible, *wonderful* thing ever. It’s literally a trainwreck. You can’t look away, even when you know how it’s going to end. And yet you watch. *hugs*

When I was about to start Farscape, didn’t you tell me that it would break my heart and stomp on the pieces and I would still love it, or something like that? I don’t think anyone’s ever said something so true to me.  *Hugs back* and thank you.

To clarify my last post, what I mean is Farscape is amazing and I love it
Ignore this I just need to get some feels out because I’m already going mad

Sometimes after an episode of Farscape, I just lie on the sofa and sob for a bit. And at first I posted my feels quite often but there are now far too frequent and repetitive bouts of tears.

But I just finished series three, which meant sobbing, screaming, yelling that I hated Farscape and all the characters were idiots, throwing cushions and TV remotes across the room, punching and slapping things too hard and apparently falling off the sofa.

Congratulations Farscape, for giving feels like no other series ever has and finally managing to break me. I hate you.

I’m sorry this is probably very badly written but I cannot function properly at the moment.

Dear every manufacturer of women’s clothing, ever:

gothiccharmschool:

Faux pockets are an abomination. If you’re going to bother putting pocket flaps on something, add the G-d damn pockets. 

No love, 

Jilli