Yeah a show that touched a deep place in our hearts that reawoke a passion for life in many of us is over, but you fuckers forgot one very important thing
It’s Calypso’s motherfucking birthday
I’m gonna need everyone to reblog this and raise a glass (metaphorically or not) to something you love about this show or this weird little corner of the internet.
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"born a twin" makes it sound like you have ceased to be a twin. What did you do??
no it just ceases to be an identity trait and turns into a minor fun fact once you become an adult and move out etc. my brother is still around
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alhaitham's breath hits your cheek with every rise and setting of his chest. he's fast asleep, arm wound tightly around your waist pulling you close to him—like this, you're unable to wriggle out of his grip. (not that you want to. not when it's one of the few times you're awake before he is.)
you lift a warm hand to his cheek, caress the soft skin there and lean forward to place a gentle kiss. he looks peaceful like this, your haithoomi. your hayi. it's different—how his face relaxes when he's asleep. it's not like your haitham is expressive but there is a difference. he is not concentrating right now, instead blissfully off to dreamland where he does not think; learn; or ruminate.
your thumb smooths over his left brow and gives him one last kiss on the cheek before waking him up. the birds have yet to begin their chirping and the streets have not started their bustling, but it is dawn.
"haitham," you call softly. when he does not rouse immediately, you cup his face and lean your head on his. "haithoomi."
then he wakes, lids fluttering and eyes bleary; his first sight you. in a voice deep with sleep, he says your name in turn.
"happy birthday."
his brows knit, then a hand is on your jaw; his thumb caresses the skin there. "...have you woken me up just to greet me?"
perhaps it's the way he's said it because you laugh.
your haitham says your name in a low tone, "we have all day later."
(right, oh, right. alhaitham's taken the day off to celebrate with you his first birthday since being with you.)
"i know," you say, voice warm. "but i wanted to get a headstart."
and your haitham breathes out a sigh. for moments there is silence. he continues to caress your jaw, bright green eyes boring into yours.
his staring is suffocating. it forces you to run your mouth, cheeky while saying, "i bet it's your first time being woken up to be greeted happy birthday, right?"
he makes a noncommittal noise; a hum. you chuckle, "i just want your firsts, hayi."
"do you now?" your comment brings him alive. your haithoomi looks awake.
"of course i do," you stress. your arms then wrap around him, pulling him close to your being. "every couple milestone should be celebrated."
your haitham moves forward and kisses your forehead. "there is plenty of time to celebrate it later," he says, "it's too early. go back to sleep, joonam."
so you do.
(you don't miss that he's not refused you wanting his firsts. it keeps you awake and causes you to feign sleep.
luckily for you, you don't know alhaitham does the same. just a small shift in position will let you know his heart is beating rapidly in his chest, as a small smile curls his lips.
i just want your firsts, hayi, it plays round and round in his mind. even when the sunlight cascades into the bedroom from the windows, it never once leaves him.
alhaitham finds himself wanting the same.)
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cant think of a name for the AU so im settling for portal!worlds its uninspired ik dont talk 2 me
LORE POST*SIRENS*
This is like immediately after Wheatley joins The Unreliable, saved from his fate in Byzantium by the crew. Now he's dealing with memories that arent quite his on top of a hefty bounty on his head. tbh i kinda just wanted an excuse to draw the piloting room so i can add GLaDOS next,,,, soon.
Wheatley V.1 still exists, lightyears away mind you, but that lingering feeling of the endless void of space is cemented in Wheatley subconscious at this point. a pitch black coffin he feels hes already buried in. He also has no fucking clue how to interact with others. i'll draw his previous versions at some point
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Hello!! Cutting right to the chase here – I have attempted to create a Discord server for still-interested DSMP fans! It’s intended to be a chill, creatively-geared space for individuals who are (mostly) normal about these characters. It’s been a backburner project of mine for a little bit now, but I think I’ve gotten everything I’d like to have settled, settled, so I’m attempting to release it to the public!
The server offers a couple different things, to begin with. We’ve got:
Automatic and manual moderation
Pluralkit
Off-topic (general stuff) and on-topic (DSMP-centric) chats, separated into their own categories
Off-topic and on-topic art and writing channels
And a flexible variety of other channels, such as areas for discussing AUs, theories, headcanons, and character analysis!
Basically, just a place to hang out and chat about the DSMP -- because it may be 4 years old now, but by God, some of us are still kickin’!
If this sounds interesting to you at all, even just a little bit, please give in to your demons and join. I promise I will keep things oh so normal and not insane. Link will be below the cut, if your interest has been caught!!
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