#day 💫

[scattered-winter]

ao3 wrapped but i've once again lost my fucking glasses and haven't actually read the questions so here are some numbers that spark joy 7 11 19 24 !!!!!!

7: If you use song lyrics, which artist’s songs did you pull from the most?

probably bastille. lmao

11: What work took you the longest to write?

well seeing as i am still neck deep in the first arc of my voltron rewrite, probably that <3

19: What’s one pairing you want to explore next year?

i need to write qpr buddie. i need it like i need air

24: Did you write any gifts this year?

no .... alas ..... i love writing gifts for friends but i don't have the headspace to do any right now <///3 truly i am suffering more than jesus

ao3 wrapped !!

[axoqiii]

augh

[aivy-saur]

So I went to my school's christmas concert yesterday and there's this band that got a lead vocalist that looks too much like Leona and it fucked me over so bad I couldn't stop myself from making this

[azure-bluet]

Blind leading the blind

[chaikachi]

miss pebbles polly pocket

[bu99erfly]

SWEET CRAZY LOVE (2016) DISNEY x LOTTE (2019) AIR FORCE ONE (2023)

[maxlarens]

⭐️ - Max - prompt: I will ease your mind (from bridge over troubled water) please thank you 🫶🏻 ily darling

You’re fine. It’s Friday. You’re fine.

You’ve got an afternoon and two whole days of being able to pretend your job doesn’t exist. To bury your work phone at the bottom of your handbag and only fish it out Monday morning. To get the tube home, go straight to bed and fall asleep without dinner—

fuck. Shit.

You’re meant to be getting dinner with Max.

That’s why you wore the cute (but still work appropriate) outfit today. The slightly nicer shoes. Your hair is even done. But you’re already on public transport going the opposite way to where dinner is supposed to be. You’re exhausted, you’re sinking into the seat like it’ll swallow you whole. Like if you try hard enough you could teleport straight to your bed.

You sigh, you fish your (non-work) phone out of your bag.

It only rings once before Max has already picked up.

“Schat,” he breathes, worried, like something might have happened to you, “What is it?”

You’re shaking your head, “Nothing. Nothing. Except I got on the tube home, instead of to dinner. It’s— hmm— it’s been a long day. To say the least.”

You hear a noise from him, a contemplative hum, the scrape of a chair, “Where are you? I’ll come get you.”

“I—”, you frown glancing at a map of the stops, trying to puzzle through your memory, “Like halfway to my apartment… I dunno though, Maxie. I’m wiped. I won’t be any fun at dinner.”

You hear footsteps echoing, “You don’t have to be fun for me”, then, “Get off the train, schat. I’ll take you home.”

You hum, “Are you sure?”

“I’m sure. I’m already in my car.”

Max picks you up on the side of the road by the train station ten minutes later. You slide into the passenger seat of his car, lean over the dash and kiss him. He mumbles a sweet hello against your mouth, his hand hovering at your jaw, drifting into your hair. After the kiss is finished you press your forehead into his cheek and sigh. A prolonged tired thing.

“Work bad?”, he asks, hand gently cradling the back of your neck now.

“Awful,” you breathe, “So bad.”

“Mm,” he strokes the skin on your neck, “Let me take you home, liefje. We’ll order your favourite.”

“Please,” you murmur, “Can we watch Tangled too?”

Max snickers a little into your hair, “Whatever you want.”

You pull yourself from his grip, kissing his cheek before settling into the passenger seat. It’s not a long drive home, but as it goes on you feel the exhaustion sinking deep into your bones. The work day wearing on you even more now that it’s over. Max can see it on you, the way your thoughts are still fumbling through the issues of the day, the things you’ll have to deal with come Monday.

You’re distracted on the elevator ride to your floor, while you fish your keys from your bag, even as you flick the lights on by the door and set your bag on the kitchen counter. Max trails behind you, crowding you in the kitchen. He puts his arms around you, puts his nose into your shoulder. Kisses the junction of your neck.

“You should quit,” he says, quiet, low— you feel something skitter down into your gut as you lean back into him, “Move in with me and the cats. They love you.”

“Yeah,” you say, fishing for something else, “Do they?”

“Of course, schat,” his breath fans against your ear, “and so do I.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

ohhhhh to have someone tell u to quit your job so they can take care of u. anyway i hope this is kinda what u had in mind🥰 also tangled like is the ultimate comfort movie for me

send me a prompt/request + a driver and i’ll write a drabble. pls check my requests are open first💖

[zaacoy]

Short freenoodles focused comic inspired in part by takakmimi's freenoodles post on twt!!

[lynnemariehedvig]

TECHNOLOGIES

United States of America

[glitterghost]

You're never truly alone with vessel's voice pouring poetry straight into your ears. The frequnecy of which wraps its way around your heart, and you can't help but feel comfort, even in some of his agony, in some of his pain, and all of his love.

[scattered-winter]

🌹 PLS

Shiro was unconscious, head lolling against Allura’s shoulder, and Keith was on his way there, held up only by Lance’s arm around his waist and his own arm slung over Lance’s neck. Pidge suspected the only reason Keith allowed the Blue Paladin to get so close was because he wanted to stay close to Shiro, and Allura was moving down the corridor at such a brisk clip that there was no way Keith could keep up on his own.

As it was, Keith hissed as he tried to move faster, and Lance gently tugged Keith back. “Slow down, man, You’re not in any condition to—”

“Shut up.” Keith’s snarl had very little bite behind it; he was probably too tired and in too much pain for it. “Keep up with me, McClain.”

Pidge expected Lance to snark back, but he just pressed his lips together and walked faster, shifting to take more of Keith’s weight.

get a snippet of my wip !!

[suuho]

your love brought a better breeze than the sky. how lucky am I? 15 YEARS WITH SHINee. ♡

[neuvifuri]

to me, it is utterly essential that neuvifuri and wriolette coexist

[cceerreess]

25 Days Of Agere Moodboards!!

Day 4: A Perfect Agere Day 

A day full of exploring new places, going to toy/thrift shops, and visiting a zoo!!

[kingspacebar]

Happy Trans Day of Visibility <3

[bu99erfly]

CHOERRY VIRTUAL ANGEL, AT MONTBEST