#I’m so tired orz

[tickles-tea]

Clicking Keys (and Sneaky Fleas)

I pulled this out of my ass in four hours and I’m two hours late but-! It’s done! Happy birthday, Shizuo!

Tap, tap, tap…

The ceaseless clacking of a keyboard filled the apartment like the buzz of a fly. Quiet but persistent in how it held your attention. It was certainly possible to tune it out, distract yourself from it with the sounds of the television or radio until it faded into the background.

It’d be easy enough. He could turn on one of Kasuka’s movies or pull up a crime fiction podcast. Izaya would be too preoccupied to tease him about it after all.

But that was just the thing- Izaya was preoccupied, buried in his work as he had been for the past few days.

Tap, tap, tap…

It was hard to drown it out when all he could think about was the source of that maddening sound.

Izaya. Izaya with his brow slightly furrowed and those clever eyes focused solely on the screen in front of him. When was the last time those eyes had looked at him? Truly looked at him?

Shizuo frowned, slouching a bit in his seat on the couch and scuffing his foot against the floor. Izaya had hardly even spoken to him today, only offering a vague hum in response when Shizuo had told him good morning. Shizuo didn’t think of himself as a needy partner but this was a bit much, wasn’t it? Especially today of all days.

The thought had Shizuo fighting back a blush. Just because it was his birthday didn’t mean today would be different from any other day. Neither of them were big on holidays so it shouldn’t come as a surprise.

Though, his embarrassment was quickly chased away by frustration. Birthday or not, he wanted his boyfriend to at least look at him. There was no way in hell he was about to get up and tell Izaya to pay attention to him though. The best case scenario was that Izaya made fun of him for being codependent and the worst case was that the man’s ego was inflated even more than it already was. He wasn’t exactly keen on experiencing either of those outcomes. 

Clicking his tongue, Shizuo reached out his foot and pushed the leg of the coffee table. He was careful not to push too hard, just enough to make it slide a few inches away with a soft squeak against the polished wooden floor. He glanced over at Izaya from the corner of his eye.

Tap, tap, tap…

A harder push, a slightly louder squeak.

“Careful,” instinctive and distracted, was all he got in return.

Shizuo scowled. Giving up on that idea, Shizuo went to the kitchen for a snack. The fridge was closed with a little more force than normal. The lid to a pudding cup was peeled off just a little slower to draw out the sound. The search for a spoon lasted longer than it reasonably should’ve.

He returned to the couch and ate his pudding in silence, growing more and more resigned with each passing moment.

But he couldn’t help but perk up when that incessant clicking paused and Izaya finally-finally-stood from his desk.

Only to pass Shizuo by entirely and head to the kitchen himself.

At this point, Shizuo was frowning hard enough for his jaw to ache. As frustrating as this was, it wasn’t totally out of character for Izaya to ignore him like this. Izaya could be childish and fickle, but he really did take his job seriously, and Shizuo respected that about him. Shizuo could deny it all he wanted but he knew that the reason he was feeling so put out today was that he’d thought Izaya might’ve at least taken note of the date. He hadn’t expected a party or a cake or any grand celebration. He’d be happy with a kiss, even just a chaste press of lips and that Cheshire Cat smile he loved so much.

Shizuo sighed. Maybe he’d just go home.

He was about to do just that when long slender arms wrapped around his shoulders from behind and a lilted voice whispered in his ear.

“Shizu-chan is cute when he wants attention~”

Shizuo startled with a choked out gasp before his cheeks burned a bright red. “You-!”

Izaya snickered as he hooked his chin over his partner’s shoulder, his breath against Shizuo’s ear making him twitch. “You’ve been trying to get my attention all this time, right? I’m sorry I’ve been so busy,” he said softly, a smile still on his face.

Shizuo would be shocked that Izaya had actually apologized if it hadn’t been for the rush of embarrassment that ran through him suddenly. While he absolutely had been trying to draw Izaya’s attention, being called out on it was still mortifying.

“Tch, who the hell would want your attention?” Shizuo said, shrugging off Izaya’s arms from his shoulders and staring straight ahead.

This time it was Izaya’s turn to frown, but the authenticity of it was certainly debatable. “Ahhh, you’re ignoring me now? That’s no good. I should’ve known you were a tsundere, Shizu-chan.” Izaya straightened from his lean over the back of the couch to come around and claim the seat next to Shizuo. “Were you wanting me to sit next to you like this?” He hummed, pressing up close against Shizuo’s side. 

Stubborn, Shizuo refused to meet his eye. “Shut up.”

Izaya only smiled.

“Maybe you wanted a kiss then?” He offered, leaning up to do just that only for Shizuo to turn his face away petulantly, Izaya’s lips meeting a warm cheek instead of his mouth. Izaya heaved a dramatic sigh. “Is this payback? I’ve already apologized, you know…” When Shizuo still refused to look at him, Izaya sighed again. Loud and over the top with just the hint of something else… “I guess I have no choice then.”

Curious, Shizuo risked a glance from the corner of his eye. Just what was the flea up to?

What he saw had him turning to face Izaya instantly.

Shizuo knew that toothy grin all too well.

“Oi, don’t even think about-!”

He was too late. Nimble fingers were already dancing over his sides and skittering up to tap against his rib cage just like they did with that damn keyboard. Shizuo made a sound somewhere between a yelp and a cough, twisting away to try to dislodge Izaya’s hands. “I-Izaya! St-ahaha! Shihihit!”

Izaya’s smile grew as those rare chortles filled the air. “Ahh there’s my monster’s handsome face~ That wasn’t so hard, was it?” His voice was a deceptively gentle purr that didn’t match at all with the way he ruthlessly pinched at Shizuo’s waist. Izaya knew how sensitive he was there, having discovered it when he had curiously wrapped his hands around Shizuo’s waist after noticing how narrow it was. Shizuo had jumped, startling them both, which was more than enough for Izaya to connect the dots. 

Now, he used that discovery to pull more of that surprisingly bright laugh from Shizuo’s lips, smiling wider when all Shizuo did was lightly grip his wrists in response. 

“Ihihihizaya! I’ll fucking kihihihill you!” Shizuo yelled out, but for all of his curses, he stayed in place. He squirmed and twitched and jerked, but not once did he try to stand or push Izaya away. How could he when Izaya was looking at him with that painfully fond look in his eye and cooing at him with that silky smooth voice? What a pest.

Izaya’s tickling fingers were torturous-evident in the way Shizuo’s voice pitched when they found their way under his shirt to get at bare skin-but he couldn’t deny that this was better than Izaya sitting behind that computer. So Shizuo accepted Izaya’s attention, hard earned as it was. He endured it until the facades fell away and the cursing stopped. Until he was laid back on the couch cushions with Izaya pulling more and more laughter from his lips. Until Izaya stopped and leaned down to replace that laughter with a kiss.

“I’ve been wanting to see Shizu-chan’s face all day,” he said in that quiet amused way of his.

Shizuo’s brow furrowed as he caught his breath. “What are you talking about? You’re the one who’s been staring at that damn computer since I woke up.”

A wry grin.

“I’ve been getting things ready~”

“For what?” Shizuo’s confused expression must’ve been edging too close to annoyed since Izaya quickly dropped the cryptic act with a laugh. 

“For Shizu-chan’s birthday, of course.” Shizuo’s face fell slack on surprise, and Izaya scoffed at his disbelief. “Did you really think I’d forgotten? What a terrible boyfriend,” he whined with a pout.

Shizuo raised a brow at the irony of that statement but was curious enough to let it slide. “What have you been doing then?”

Izaya’s pout disappeared as if it had never been there to begin with, easily replaced by a smirk. “I’ve been making sure all of our reservations are in order. A lot goes into making sure a trip goes smoothly after all. I don’t want us to run into any problems while we’re attending Traugott Geissendorfer’s tournament in Okinawa. You understand, right?”

There was a beat of silence.

“Huh?” Shizuo blinked up at Izaya blankly, trying to comprehend what he was saying.

“He’s your idol, isn’t he? I thought Shizu-chan might want to see him compete in person,” Izaya explained simply. 

It took Shizuo a moment to fully put the pieces together, but when he did, he looked up at Izaya with poorly hidden excitement in his eyes.

“Really?”

“Really.” 

Another moment and Izaya was pulled into a borderline bone-crushing hug. “You sneaky fucking flea.” Shizuo growled the words into Izaya’s neck, but he was smiling impossibly wide. Relief and gratefulness and love all swirled together to warm his chest and clench his heart. To think he was on Izaya’s mind this entire time just as Izaya had been on his. They truly were hopeless. “…thank you.”

Izaya hummed, his own content smile pressed against Shizuo’s temple. 

“Happy birthday, Shizu-chan.”

[andro-dino]

The princes of funk ✨

[puppyeared]

Custom linkeroo (using @gaylactic-fire cursed link generator ^^)

[tariah23]

*covered in blood* I have to leave out in like 30 min for work uhhhhhhh I just want to draw Gojo doodles…..

[curiosity-killed]

1-12 hours into dog sitting: aw this is so nice I could live like this every day I’m going to wish I could adopt a dog

15-40 hours into dog sitting: I am A Cat Person

[leibholz-moved]

— so fucked up and evil how i’ve spent years trying to get away from my mother’s abuse and influence but it just. seems so futile at times. even on the days i’m doing well just one mention of or message from her is enough to give me an anxiety spike (

[aiixen]

AIXEN🤧🤧🤧❤️❤️❤️❤️MISS YOUUUUUUUUU (yelling)

I MISS YOU TOOOOO !!! 😭😭😭🩵🩵💖💖 HOW R U !!!

[hasarjunadoneanythingwrong]

Day 914

can we manifest an arjuna ce for the next event

[did-you-reboot]

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[nullians]

Djdjfjjf I don’t wanna worry about getting a driver’s license again aaaaaa

[aviscranio]

man vid interviews are so nerve wracking to me

[shiki-jin]

YOUR CELESTIAL MAJESTY • SAGAU

(part 0 here)

was listening to TruE on loop while writing the last part of this, it's genuinely such a good song ugwvdya

also can you spot the contradiction ;D it's plot relevant i promise

not proofread, dont bully me ill write a thesis on why youre a meanie

—

you had long deleted genshin, since you had other things to do. you had wanted to go back to the game for a while now, now that you were less busy, but there was just one little problem.

it was now taking up nearly triple the amount of space that it was when you uninstalled it. around 300 whole gigabytes.

jesus christ, what phone can even handle this???

your phone, apparently. because as you opened the game to see if maybe a miracle would happen and that if maybe they would just, like, remove half of the things in the game, it just… kinda loaded?

no installing new files, no checking for anything, no nothing…. just an immediate pan to the gates of celestia.

you decided to check if it was the right genshin since this was just way too weird, but countering your judgement, every link you found led you to the same game, leading you to believe it not to be a bootleg or an illegal version.

guess i’ll trust it then.

you clicked on the gates which opened smoothly, and your screen turned white. then, the symbols of the seven elements appeared in gray.

and then the game just… opened. no loading time, once again. no getting stuck on the geo symbol, nothing. nada. just a smooth entrance into what you had to assume to be teyvat — but your surroundings didn't really support that claim.

the grass was brown and just looked off, the sky was gray. a darker shade than, say, mond’s walls, but it was like one of those game crashes.

well, except you could still move around.

you moved your current character around (the traveller? since when were they the only one in your team?) and decided to open the map after not figuring out where you could possibly be.

hold on, this is springvale? since when?

eveything looked dead, like it had been rotting for a century. you tried to ignore it though, and teleported to the inside of mondstadt. surely this was just some glitch, right? one that would fix itself if you teleported?

maybe the world loaded incorrectly, maybe the fact that nothing took time to load meant that it couldn't load, maybe this or that, maybe…

maybe this really was how the game looked normally. you hadn't done any quests though, so you wondered if it could be restored.

you took a screenshot of the your surroundings — the stone, worn down and dirty. the houses which looked to be in a horrible state, and… the npcs, all sickly and pale, like they were starving.

you went to reddit (yes, reddit), and posted the screenshot, asking if it was normal.

you closed the game and decided to take a nap, too tired to really deal with this shit any further.

while you slumbered, people replied to your post.

╰┈➤ lol me too anon, me too

╰┈➤ isn't the game closed or wtv? how'd you get this wtf

╰┈➤ they're trolling

╰┈➤ o makes sense oops

╰┈➤ So we’re all still mourning huh

╰┈➤ jokes aside that's a super impressive edit ngl

you remained unaware of the truth, but you'd find out soon enough.

actually, you'd find out now, apparently…

what the fuck?? why is my bed so hard now?

you groaned and forced your eyes open, seeing a dark, nearly black sky.

the only light was a single star, lingering right above you.

“since when was i outside...?"

a voice spoke to you, answering your question.

“you always have been, have you not? but would you like to head inside, my lord?”

... huh? i recognize that voice...

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p.s. place your bets on who it is, i’m thinking of one specific character but if there's a fan fav i'll make it them instead since i haven't written anything beyond this point (⁠・⁠_⁠・⁠;⁠)

p.s.s. don't expect updates to this series too quickly, i wish i could write as quick as i think of ideas but sadly that's not the case orz

[merakiui]

thinking so many thoughts about single father trey. orz

single father trey who is doing his best to run a bakery while also taking care of his kids. single father trey who, despite always being tired and exhausted 24/7, greets you with a refreshing smile when you come in every sunday morning for a pastry. single father trey who becomes awkwardly flustered when his kids are helping out at the register and they try to give you the “best papa in the world” sales pitch (i.e. selling trey to you in hopes that the two of you will fall in love and get married, and then his kids can see their papa truly happy again). single father trey who starts to admire you in secret.

or alternatively: single father trey obsessing over you, the cute helper who works at his bakery. his children will never be able to tell that their father’s new interest in you is unhealthy; they think it’s true love ripped right from the sweetest fairy tale and they’re so eager to witness it unfold. they even unintentionally enable trey’s bad behaviors when they draw family portraits and include you on the page or when they take walks through your neighborhood with trey and point out all of the pretty houses and how they want to live in one with you. 

single father trey who keeps you locked away in the quaint apartment above the bakery, soothing you when you panic and squirm, always preparing the most delicious meals and sweets for you in hopes that you’ll eventually come to reciprocate (he’ll add a love potion in if he absolutely must). single father trey who, when you tearfully beg him to let you go and ask why he’s doing this to you, calmly tells you that this is for his family’s sake. he loves you and so do his children, and hopefully one day you’ll feel the same. 

single father trey who condemns you to a never-ending game of house in his pursuit of a very crooked, one-sided love. it doesn’t help that he treats you like one might treat a child: so incredibly, irritatingly patient, talking slowly and smoothly, using simple words and phrases that any child could understand (“i know you’re upset, but let’s remember to use our indoor voice.” or “let it all out. it’s okay to cry, sweetheart. i’m here for you.” or “i know this isn’t fair, but if you can calm down i’ll make you your favorite.”) he always has a plate of cookies and a glass of milk waiting when you wake from your naps, your eyelashes tacky with still-drying tears. 

you feel so infantilized in his presence, especially when he has you lie down for nap time when you say the meanest things to him, or when he wipes your tears away, presses his forehead to yours, and validates your feelings in the softest whispers.

trey is not cruel, nor is he violent. he is sweet and patient, and that is arguably far more frustrating than a foul temper. 

[caelanglang]

"From afar the Fata Morgana makes absolutely no sense. It's a floating fucking ship, and you probably think you're going insane, right?" - Mors Vincit Omnia, Chapter 10

no thoughts empty head, just think about. @itotypes well-written well-designed pirates orz

no srsly pls read it it’s so darn good im so aksdfhakjhakg *frantic hand gestures to express my love*

anyways i’m gonna ramble about it so-- spoilers ahead (pls don’t let me ruin your reading experience)

hi Ito!!! I finally finished Mors Vincit Omnia and there are so many things I wanna scream about it but at the same time I am just at a loss for words—it's so so good!! ToT) I don't think I caught all of your well-made metaphors and motifs but I absolutely adore the ones I noticed!! Especially Odasaku's pendant TvT !! Your storytelling was really well-done! I was on my toes the whole time reading this ;v; I really love the entire vibe you built in the story, it really felt like I was sucked into the world and and and each of your characters is so lovely and endearing from the people in Decay to Stormbringer ToT all of them, no matter how little screen time they had, you could really feel their personality and humanity !! I am absolutely in love with your fata morgana analogy too—it's so darn good IT'S LIKE MAGIC AUASGASGKLJSA And that dam line "Chuuya genuinely wants Dazai to suffer like a human." BRUH THAT WAS SO WELL EXECUTED MY JAW DROPPED IN REAL TIME READING IT *banging head on the floor* aughaugha i still have so much more i wanna say but idk how to express it so *drops a drawing instead* (one of my fav moments from the entire fic im so aksjhdgslkg) So many darn times while reading i was debating if I should book bind this fic I swear that’s how good it is aklsjdhfaksgj anyways I’m sorry for the ramble I just wanna thank you for sharing this fic with us and blessing us with your wonderfully drawn designs aaaaaaaaaa I know you’re probably tired reading this again but  I LOVE IT SO SO SO SO MUCH !!!!!!!

[tariah23]

The feeling you get right after bitting into a roasted tomato is the exact same one you get if you were to bite into a roasted pineapple, my god 😭…

[curiosity-killed]

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