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[marsinoff]

well??

[toxictoxicities]

more angst? I think yes

[moon-draws-art]

Day 11 - Rival

Someone stole the last cookie-

But honestly these two just can’t see eye to eye ever

Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale

[completeoveranalysis]

[5]

I CAN’T BELIEVE THEY DID THIS A SECOND TIME

X/1999 REDUX: DYING PART WAY THROUGH YOUR CONFESSION OF LOVE!

Excuse me I will be inconsolable forever about this. 

Syaoran came back RIGHT AS SHE DIED IN FRONT OF HIM, TELLING HIM SHE LOVED HIM RIGHT AS SHE FADED AWAY FOREVER

AND SHE DIDN’T EVEN GET TO FINISH THE ENTIRE SENTENCE. 

SHE DID ALL OF THIS AND SPENT SO LONG ALONE AND SUFFERING AND DYING TWICE TO BRING HIM BACK AND IT WORKED AND SHE DID IT AND SHE DIDN’T EVEN GET TO FINISH HER SENTENCE

SAME SYAORAN

SAME

[bigbrainbiology]

Doodletober 10

Pain and suffering on planet earth TvT

[yloiseconeillants]

Is there a way in which your portrayal of your character's relationship subverts the reader or viewer's expectations? Was this deliberate?

Hard to answer this question since I don't really have an audience a;lkdsfjaa;dlkj - or an extensive amount of work. Again, I think this question probably relates to the concept of ships involving similar characters reading similarly enough to have 'expectations' for what's going to happen, but I could be wrong about the intent of the question as well.

I think maybe the closest way I can answer this is that I don't think that any of the relationships that Yloise has been engaged in have been healthy. She simply does not have the emotional intelligence at this point in her life to know how to express herself in a satisfactory way, and this breeds frustration and contempt in almost every romantic folly she engages in. I think if an expectation exists that she's subverting, it's the idea that love is healing LMAO

ship creative process asks

[gallade-x-treme]

IT'S THE SAME OLD STORY

SAME OLD SONG & DANCE

[countlessimpossibilities]

I drew my favorite trio again

[bnbc]

"We're getting the best costume award this year!" "I am not sure we can win this competition." "I never said we're gonna play fair!"

Happy Halloween from your local movie freak and her victim xD

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don't reupload my content to other sites

[hunterbunter3000]

IT THAT YOU GIRLIE????

POOKIE WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN AT??????

Don’t you EVER deprive us from your writing again

(Jk so happy for you for moving out and getting a job KEEP UP THE STREAK)

BOOKIE BEARR OMGGG

BABES HEAR ME OUT 😭😭😭 I've been GRINDING in life fr fr and I haven't had the time for writing 🤧

IM SO SORRY I LEFT YALL STARVINGGGG

I PROMISE THERE'S SOME MORE STUFF COMING YALLS WAY AND HOPEFULLY IT'LL FUFILL THE APPETITE 🧑‍🎄🧑‍🎄🧑‍🎄

(Thank you for the kind words! And thank you for sticking with me 💀💀

[heytheredeann]

GUESS WHO LOST ALL HER OPEN TABS AGAIN

[shadovan]

Today is a lazy day. Resident lich is sleepy.

[gallade-x-treme]

>again, again, again

wow i didn't realize your lie in april had a full-ensemble spinoff 😂

[soufre-de-paris]

i love this "pissing on the poor" website which magnifies the fact that the Average User will very easily identify themselves as beholding of Minority Status in any given situation yet refuse to acknowledge the privileges they hold (unless they've already been spoon-fed how to acknowledge that particular privilege, of course)

[babythegod]

[emmyrosee]

C-can we have baby megumi call reader mom for the first time 🥺👉👈

YOU TRYNA KILL ME 🥺

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The movie is just about over when you meet your gaze with toji, who’s half asleep on the couch next to you. He smiles exhaustedly before flicking his eyes down to megumi, who’s fast asleep in your lap. Bedtime was hours ago, but ever the stubborn one, Megumi insisted on watching the movie with you both, changing the subject from horror to family friendly.

He was sound asleep not fifteen minutes in. Your thighs are tingling with numbness, but you would never dare waking the small boy.

“I’ll clean up toys, you wanna do bedtime?” He asks. You hum happily and scoop the small boy in your arms, smiling as he stretches before nuzzling closer. “Kid’s getting big.”

“Never too big to be tucked in,” you mewl, shifting Megumi slightly. He smacks his tiny lips together.

“Maybe he’s too big for ya-“

“No, he’s not, he’s perfect, back off,” you hiss quickly, making Toji snicker and shake his head. You carry him down the hall to his bedroom, plopping down on the small bed and cradling him close. His cheek is warm against your hand, and you press a tiny kiss to his forehead adoringly.

“Your dad’s crazy,” you whisper to the small boy, brushing his hair out of his face. “But I guess we’ll keep him, yeah?”

“Mmhm,” megumi huffs, knuckling his eye. You smile roll your thumb over the swell of his cheeks.

“Go back to sleep, ‘gumi,” you coo, shifting the blanket to slot him under. He quickly burrows under the warmth, nuzzling into his pillow. His cheeks are reddening with sleep, and just as you make a move to leave, he paws for your hand.

“Mumma…”

The room is still, save for Megumi’s rhythmic breathing. His tiny fingers grip onto your ring finger, holding tightly. His little lips are smooshed against the pillow as he sleeps, but you however, couldn’t breathe, too overcome with emotions over just what megumi said.

Mumma. He called you his mumma, he trusted you enough, loves you enough to give you that title, and your bottom lip wobbles as your thumb strokes over his tiny fingers. Tears roll down your cheeks and splatter onto the sheets below you, darkening the fabric underneath. Your free hand comes up to cover your mouth, worrying about waking him with your sobs.

Your body trembles with emotion, exhilaration and excitement coursing through you, and you try your best to keep it all composed.

“M-Mumma’s he-re, baby,” you choke, squeezing his hand gently.

You’re not sure how long you’re sitting there, watching him sleep, but it’s long enough where toji comes to seek you out.

“Jeez,” he grumbles, voice low to keep his son from waking up. “How long does it take-“ he softens at the sight of your tears. “The hell happened?”

“He called me mumma,” you explain, sniffling and shaking your head. “He’s just… never done that.” At your explanation, toji chuckles and stalks into the bedroom, big hand resting on your back and rubbing soothing circles to ground you.

He hums, “what can I say? The booger likes you.”You look up at him with a smile, and he uses his free hand to wipe a tear from your eye. “And I got no complaints about your company either.”

You gently ease your hand out of Megumi’s grip, moving his stuffed dog from one side of his bed and into his arms, which he subconsciously grabs and nuzzles into.

“I like him, too,” you whisper. You look back up at toji, and immediately, raise your arms. “And I’ll like you too if you carry me to bed.”

He groans softly, “the kid is right here-“

“If you really love me you’ll do it,” you tease. Toji rolls his eyes and hunches over to get you onto his back, shushing you as you giggle and climb on.

“You tryna wake the brat up?” He grunts, carrying you out and closing the door behind him.

“He’s not a brat.”

“You’re a brat.”

You kiss his temple wetly, “so what?”

“I’ll give you so what,” he grumbles, stalking through the halls.