#hm... dormancy.... weird...

[spade-club]

Im overwhelmed and im coming to believe theres a lot of shit going on. I feel really overwhelmed. Just learned in this exact moment that we got drunk recently. Allegedly was not a good idea. Theres a person in our life that if I knew more about id be ripping my teeth out in pain and embarrassment, I can just feel it. Our social battery is so full lately its been fueling some wild decisions. I want to lay in bed forever and rot away. My head is killing me. Trauma has been flying around us. Theres no good news. Nothing to console me. Just listening to music and calmly freaking out over it all because I dont know anything thats going on. I feel like im being subdued. I dont feel upset but I also feel awful. I dont feel anything though. Its weird. This bed isnt as comfortable as my old one...

[highnoonyone]

i dont use tumblr like i used to but since i know you're lurking:

i wonder why you'd be paranoid after ditching your two "best friends". just to, what, isolate yourself with your partner? and no, i'm not going to namedrop you, but i hope you live with this guilt for the rest of your life. you're not welcome with us anymore, or any of our friends. i hope you look at all of the art you commissioned from me and feel immeasurable guilt. no goodbye, no reasoning. you just left.

i still cannot believe you said "my partner is more important than my friendship with you" to our faces when we asked for a little bit of time spent together, and that you wouldnt play our favorite games with us but you suddenly would with them. and it sucks, because they're a really nice person, but you're just a piece of shit. i hope they find someone better.

im never going to get over the fact you talked shit behind my back while we were dating. and then telling people that you wanted to date one of my alters immediately after she woke up from dormancy. and that you'd try to get your relationship with her back, even though she told you to your face, she didn't want to date.

and you know what. it was really fucking shitty of you to excuse your stupid online selfship friend to listing k//lling st//lking as a media they were into after my boyfriend and i TOLD YOU it was an unsafe media for GAY MEN and we didn't feel comfortable with you interacting with them. because, what? you're too fucking attracted to an average joe drawing on the internet? fuck off

it was so fucking weird how you didn't give a shit about anything that we had to say about us being affected by something as gay men. it felt awful, especially as your "best friends". but your partner cared. another reason why they dont and never will deserve to be with someone as awful as you! :D

on top of that, not only do you selfship with characters that are heavily MLM coded, YOU FUCKING IDENTIFIED WITH ONE OF THEIR TWIN SISTERS WHILE SELFSHIPPING WITH THEM. crazy! also, it's not biphobia to call you out for selfshipping with them. are you fucking stupid. that dumb anon you got was in NO WAY being biphobic. who gives a fuck if they weren't written for representation, you're going to look at a MAN WHO IS CHRONICALLY OBSESSED WITH ANOTHER MALE AND THINK "hm. i should write a mary sue oc that has the same condition as him because clearly he likes women!". ok.

btw saying a colorist character looks gender just because she has red hair is fucking disgusting and im really ashamed and disappointed in you for looking at this whitewashed character and thinking "mm. nothing wrong here!". i wouldnt be surprised if you added her to your sources list in less than a week! not to fucking mention that you have a crush on a WHITEWASHED CHARACTER based off of a yoruba deity whos NAME ISNT EVEN SPELLED RIGHT. so much for you and your partner telling us that you'd "completely drop genshin if the arch0n was white". what happened to that? fwiw, i wouldnt also be surprised if you randomly dropped my boyfriend and i so you can go be fucking racist in your own hellhole just like his ex did.

did i mention that all of n//tlans characters are whitewashed?

did i also mention that you introjected my ex's source after we told you he acted ab//sive towards us and after we told you we cannot interact with any introjects of him. or did i just imagine it. because im pretty sure that happened! im pretty sure i had to sit you down and tell you we couldnt be friends with or be near him!

anyways. if you read this far congrats i guess. i'm never going to be satisfied with the amount of shit i have to write and put down because i'll always have more to say. to anyone else who's reading this: thanks for listening to my vent! i'm honestly heartbroken that i put so much effort into multiple years of a friendship just for them to ditch me the day before my birthday. dont be as stupid as i was! :)))

[heylinfanclub]

Okay deep breaths I remembered my reasoning. For a season Normal Math wasn’t working. So much of gloreal time is based in their own cultural biases and assumptions fhhfhf. They really enjoy the concept of being ‘outside of time’, they celebrate seasonal holidays ‘off the month’. They recognize the transitional period as being outside the year. Etc.

But I’m still going absolutely. FERAL INSANE MAD. that I don’t immediately understand my own fucking ideas. I just want SHIT TO MAKE ffUCKING COHERENT SENSE. But would I yell at an alien for not understanding them? 🥺 breathe

It’s something about the axial tilt…. When the MOON PULLS THE PLANET. IT PULLS ON THE TILT IN A PATTERNED WAY. THIS MEANS WHEN IT PULLS IT TOO AND FROM ITS NEARNESS TO THE SUN, ITS SWAPPING THE TILT FASTER THAN THE PLANET WOULD SPIN TO THAT POSITION NATURALLY.

(L swap) When going from WINTER to YANKED TOWARD THE SUN, planet rapidly heats up, gets really moist, lots of flooding. —- they call the beginning of the next year summer, and weather patterns tend to follow reasonable tracks. The start the year hotter than usual, it’s so fUCKIN HUMID for the first two months, but then plants start shriveling up and acting weird (dormancy and aestivation states abound), icy winters and barely-notable springs. But the summer and autumn bring the HEAT.

(R swap) When it goes from Spring to Lead Away From the Sun, it’s actually generally a more gentle swap, and with the northern hemispheres current direction towards sun prolonged due to slowing of the spin from the pull. —- During this time the planet has an extra long spring, a tepid summer, a drier winter (how plants prefer it) and then eases back into bountiful springs.

— being further from the sun make the planet drier and colder, being closer makes it warmer and wetter. When the planet is cold/dry, life is naturally adapted for managing their levels of moisture and heat. When the planet is hot/humid, plants take the cue to sort of put any of their most thermoregulatory actions to rest, but that can usually mean All Actions (movement make warm, digesting make warm,,,,). Except mating. Some even take the time to Mate then Die during the L. Which allows the next cycle to sprout new life, that life to find a place to hunker down before the floods of the cycle that follows—- (matedeath >cycle> born/hide >cycles> root/grow >cycles> GROW GROW GROW >cycle> matedeath!)

- thoughts to have I suppose; the concept of the moon approaching from the side with light (pulling them into L seasons), or approaching away from the sun (pulling them into R seasons). It’s basically like they both spin around the sun, occasionally (every four years) meeting and switching spots. It’s like. A dance. Hm. But with one dancer always being either in the light or dark and unable to see the other, with the dark being sooo much more soothing honestly.

- yeah the moon isn’t super close when it’s not transitional seasons but I wonder how well you can see it compared to like. A comet or mars or Venus like how close is it when it’s flying around the planet CLOSE ENOUGH TO TUG ON YOUR ORBIT WHEN IT PASSES YOU, can you see it if you look in a telescope and it’s not yet behind the sun HmMmNnnnggg???

[8iceptual]

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[4kominato]

𝔻𝕒𝕪 𝟛: 𝔐𝔢𝔯𝔯𝔶 𝔎𝔦𝔰𝔰-𝔪𝔞𝔰

A/N: Is the title horrible? yes, im sorry. also, I realize I'm hella late... I fell asleep last night and then while finishing it today, I may have gotten slightly carried away.... ._. anyways... here you go lol MERRY KISSMAS ❤️💚 -kuri

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“Wake up.” A voice called while you laid in bed, still half asleep. Letting out only a muffled groan in response, you shifted positions to cuddle the figure next to you.

“Wake up,” he repeated once more, poking a finger at your cheek. Groaning again, this time you shook your head, unwilling to disrupt your comfy slumber.

“C’mon, it’s Christmas. Wake up,” he whined, gently patting the top of your head.

“Why does Christmas mean I have to wake up early?” you argued back groggily.

“To open presents.”

“Alright, fine,” you answered grudgingly, stretching your arms out and finally succumbing to his wishes, albeit very slowly. It took all your energy just to open your heavy eyes, vision still blurry and out of focus as your body slowly recuperated from your short lived, peaceful dormancy. Soon enough, as your vision cleared, you could make out a bushel of green dangling over your head, branches of little round leaves embellished with small white berries that were definitely unmistakable… mistletoe.

“What is this?” you asked, pointing up at the plant that had obviously been attached intentionally to the headboard of the bed.

“Hm… looks like mistletoe,” Mikey answered casually, acting as though there was nothing weird at all about the situation.

“Yes, I know it’s mistletoe. Thanks, Captain Obvious. Why is it here?”

“Maybe Santa put it there last night because I wrote in my letter that my girlfriend hasn’t been giving me enough kisses lately.”

“What do you mean I don’t give you enough kisses? I kiss you every day when you leave in the morning and then again when you come home.”

“Not enough.”

Closing his eyes and puckering his lips, he waited patiently for you to follow through with the renowned mistletoe tradition. You groaned at his childish neediness, but at the same time, could you really say no to kissing the love of your life? Squishing his cheeks together you pulled his face into yours, smushing your lips against his into a messy kiss.

“Is that enough for you?” you teased, still holding his face as you pulled away.

“No. I want more,” he insisted. Closing his eyes and puckering his lips once more, he anticipated the feeling of your soft lips on his, but you had another idea up your sleeve. In his vulnerable state, you took the opportunity to grab him by the wrists and climb on top of him, pinning him down to the bed and leaving him laying wide-eyed beneath you. His startled expression however, quickly softened into a suggestive smirk, taking your advance as a sign that things would be taking a steamy turn on this chilly Christmas morning… and right he was.

Crashing your lips against his, you slid your tongue into his mouth and he happily welcomed it with a lustful moan. As your slick muscles waltzed together in the warm cavern sealed between your lips, you released your grip around Mikey’s wrists to instead, cup his soft cheeks in your hands as your heated make-out session grew increasingly fervent. Upon being freed, his hands went immediately to your ass, giving it a light smack before carelessly roaming the rest of your body.

Your lips soon began to wander as well, trailing from his lips to his ear, along his jaw and down his neck, all the while eliciting the sweetest sounds from him. His hard cock throbbed beneath you as you continued to work your way down his bare torso from his collarbones, all the way down his chest and his abs to his hips and chiselled v-cut. Now sitting between his legs, your face hovered right over his crotch, the strained erection in his dark briefs begging for relief.

“I bet you want more kisses down here too, huh?” you asked in your “seductive voice” as you hooked your fingers into the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down just enough for his manhood to spring free.

“Yes, I definitely don’t get enough kisses down there,” he answered eagerly, watching your every move like a hawk in anticipation of the amazing pleasure that only you could bestow upon him.

Wrapping your fingers around his firm shaft, you pumped him a few times before leaning in to plant a big, wet kiss right at the tip before travelling down the rest length.

“How’s that?” you asked upon reaching the base.

“Amazing…” he answered in a state of bliss, “But I still want more.”

“So greedy on Christmas,” you scoffed as you slowly stroked him, forcing pre-cum to ooze out and drop down the underside of his member.

“Your kisses are too good, I can never get enough.”

Your lips curved up into a small grin at his needy, but pure words. You’d never realized until now how fond he was of your kisses. Initially, you’d gotten defensive when he said you didn’t kiss him enough, but now you were starting to think maybe he was right. You could definitely get used to having more moments like these.

Kissing your way back up to the tip, you lapped up the copious pre-cum that had accumulated there, and at the feeling of your soft tongue grazing his sensitive cock, he let out a throaty groan followed by a string of praises, letting you know how damn good you made him feel. You could feel his cock twitching in anticipation in your hand as you slowly took him into your mouth, lips encompassing his thick girth. He watched intently as you hollowed your cheeks, your tongue flush against his underside as you slid as far down his length as your throat would allow.

“Fuck,” he groaned, fingers entangling your smooth locks, “Go faster, baby.”

You didn’t hesitate at all to comply, immediately changing your slow drawn out pace to bobbing your head instead. From such a small change, you could tell you’d gotten him substantially closer to climaxing from the expression on his face and the way his body has become more tense. He was doing his best to fight it, wanting to bask for as long as he could on cloud nine, but with how well you took his cock, he knew that in due time he’d have no choice.

He groaned as you withdrew from him with a pop, temporarily pumping him to keep him stimulated as you spoke. “I guess, we really don’t do these things enough, huh? You look like you’re about to cum already.”

“Yeah, it feels like I’m a virgin again,” he joked breathily, still trying to maintain his composure amidst the casual talk.

“Nah, the first time I sucked you off, you hardly lasted two seconds,” you teased back with a playful giggle.

“Shut up…” he chuckled nervously, “I lasted for at least a good minute, alright?”

“Such amazing stamina Mr. Mighty Gang-Leader sir!”

“Are you asking to be annihilated?” he sat up aggressively, grabbing you by the jaw, but still, the two of you continued to laugh in the process.

“Yes sir!” you replied without a second thought.

“Alright then, hands and knees. Now.”

Quickly removing your panties, you flung them onto the floor and got into position just like he’d asked.

“You’re not gonna last long,” you mocked, hoping to rile him up so he’d be rougher with you.

“Yeah? Well neither are you because I’m not cumming until you do,” he shoots back just as he slams his cock into you.

“Mikey!” you yelped, fisting at the bed for leverage. It’d been a while since the last time the two of you had been intimate but still, he knew exactly how you liked it and hit all the right spots without even trying. Despite being reluctant to admit it, Mikey really was a man of his word given he had you on the brink of orgasm in a record time and he was still seemingly going strong.

“M-Mikey, I’m so close,” you struggled to say whilst he continued to ram his hips into yours erratically.

“Well don’t hold back,” he nearly growled, picking up his pace even further. At that point, you knew he had the upper hand and you wouldn’t be lasting much longer now.

“I’m gonna—” you started, body quivering, tension building as you anticipated your climax.

“Fuck, me too,” Mikey interrupted, his grip on your hips bruising as he rode out his high, releasing his warm juices into you. You came only moments after, your tight walls clenching around him enhancing his orgasm enough to evoke one last throaty groan from him before the two of you collapsed into the soft duvet.

“You came first,” you commented, rubbing salt in the wound just as the two of you got comfortable.

“Yeah, yeah, I would’ve lasted longer without the foreplay…” he pouted, burying his face into the crook of your neck.

“That was a great Christmas gift by the way,” you added to lighten the mood, “I’d be happy getting that every year.”

“What about the rest of the year?”

“Oh? I thought you only wanted more kisses?”

“You’re being such a bully on Christmas…” Mikey whined pulling you closer to him, “It should all be included in the same package.”

“Alright, alright,” you chuckled, combing your fingers through his long silky tresses, “Merry Christmas, babe. I promise more kisses… plus the whole package next year, okay?”

He only hummed to acknowledge your promise for the new year before he responded, “Merry Christmas. I love you.”