#i wanted to share!!!! so look hehe

[monsterbisexual]

the horror movie stickers by @cryptidclub that i ordered came today n im obsessed with them !!

more zoomed in pic of each (they look cooler irl tho i promise):

[finngualart]

im gonna write my thoughts about this in the tags

[someawkwardnerd]

the end of the end

[sunnydayaoe]

Enamored with the spot fr fr

[karlachi]

for anyone interested in mending, i recommend the speedweve (or other darning loom brand) for patching up holes in clothes!!

it's easy to use and fun, you can make cool patterns with it :D and extending the lifespan of your clothes is good for saving money and the environment too

it looks like this and you can get different sizes (usually 12 pin, 14 pin or 28 pin) and i found 12 is perfect for darning socks. it's about $10 on amazon, but if you're like me and try to avoid using amazon there are other sites too, like this one (where i got the image from), but they can be a bit more expensive... it's worth looking around to get one for a good price

i've only done socks so far but here are some pics of what i've done (the patch in the first pic's not great but it was one of my first attempts!!):

you can find tutorials like this on youtube and patterns on blogs like this

[gentil-minou]

sharing my wangxian phlebotomist!wwx/blood donor!lwj au from twitter here (a summary here if you wanna see)

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The hardest part of the adoption process was supposed to be endless paperwork and screenings and the anxiety of not being good enough to meet high standards of the court.

It wasn't supposed to be A-Yuan's first doctors appointment.

His pitiful screams fill the small doctor's office. He's clinging to Lan Wangji's shoulders like there a lifeline, hiding and all LWJ wants to do is bundle up his son and carry him back to safety.

But these are mandatory vaccines he needs in order to attend pre-k. So he cant.

Nurse: Shots are never fun at this age, huh He would beg to differ; they're never fun at any age But see lwj isnt afraid of the shots themselves. Hes terrified of the sight of blood. His BFF loves horror movies & he watches them with her bravely by staring at the corner of the tv

When lwj gets his blood drawn, he looks closes his eyes and imagines being in a cold pond somewhere. But he's never been afraid of just the shot before.

He's helpless in the face of his son's distress. The nurse sighs, saying theyll have to try again another day.

A-Yuan sniffles into his baba's shirt, exhausted from the crying fit. His eyes are still watery and he looks around the room with such fear in his eyes, before withdrawing back into the safety of his baba's chest.

Lan Wangji has no idea what to do, only cradles him closer

Thankfully, LWJ has someone who can help. His best friend, Jiang Yanli is a child therapist and has been helping him prepare his home for A-Yuan.

If anyone knows what to do, it's Yanli-jie

JYL: Zhanzhan, have you tried showing him its not scary?

LWJ has not, bc he's terrified

JYL is the only one allowed to call him Zhanzhan. In Uni she was the one who mentored him his first week of school. Someone slipped him alcohol and he got deliriously drunk.

Yanli-jie was the one who found him and took him home. This is what they told the cohort but actually…

JYL: seeing his Baba get a shot and be okay might motivate him to be more brave

LWJ certainly doesn't feel brave. He's thinking of the blood flowing from his veins and then LEAVING them to go who knows where. It sounds barbaric

He has the distinct memory of learning what a period is in middle school and promptly passing out

He is not a fan of anything related to blood

But LWJ has learned that Yanli-jie knows what she's doing, so, despite the way he can swear he feels his blood pumping with fear, he agrees...but there's a problem.

LWJ: I am up to date on all my shots. How can I show him it is safe?

JYL: Hmm....I have an idea. My brother is a phlebotomist! He can help.

LWJ is confused. Last he heard, the younger Jiang is a prosecutor who makes a living viciously yelling in a courtroom.

JYL: Not him, Zhanzhan. My adoptive brother, A-Xian. I bet he would be happy to help you. He works at the blood bank at Yiling Clinic! The perfect exposure!

For who?, LWJ wonders. A blood bank sounds like a house of horrors to him. And a person who chooses to stick a needle in people and remove the very force that gives them life? He cannot imagine getting along with this person at all.

--

Yiling Clinic is a community clinic in a part of town Lan Wangji has never been to, especially since the Gusu Group has their own private hospital.

But this is where Yanli-jie's phlebotomist little brother works.

A-Yuan clings to the back of his legs as they approach the receptionist, a young man with amazing cat eye makeup named Mo Xuanyu

These two definitely do not fit the bill for their usual patients, with their designer clothing, so he asks with some skepticism: Um, can I help you?

LWJ has spent the last two hours siking himself up for the blood part, he isn't prepared at all for social interactions. He flounders like a fish.

LWJ: …I am…We are here for…

A shout comes from behind them: Ah! A-Yu, is that A-jie's friend? Zhanzhan?

LWJ flinches until he sees a man sprinting towards them. The 1st thing he notices is this man is wearing lilac scrubs with little white rabbits on them.

The 2nd thing he notices is this man has the most enchanting smile he's ever seen. Already, LWJ feels more relaxed.

The man winks at him: You like the scrubs? A-jie said A-Yuan liked bunnies, I figured this would help keep him calm.

LWJ does not blurt I like bunnies too. But only just.

Beside the man is a pediatric nurse named Wen Ning, no relation, who says he's here to help with A-Yuan

Yanli-jie's little brother, the phlebotomist, introduces himself: Ah! Sorry, Lan Zhan. Jiejie always calls you that so it just stuck. I'm Wei Wuxian. You can call me Wei Ying if you wanna make it even.

Strangely, LWJ feels no need to correct him: Lan Zhan is fine, Wei Ying.

WWX smiles so brightly, LWJ feels dizzy with it.

WWX: Now where's the little bunny himself?

A-Yuan has been clinging behind LWJ's pant leg, tilting around just enough to peek with one eye at this strange gege.

WWX: Maybe not a rabbit then, a radish who likes to hide away!

A-Yuan becomes offended: I don't like radishes!

WWX laughs: Me neither! But Qing-jie says they help us grow big and strong, so they can't be all that bad huh?

WWX is crouched in front of A-Yuan, draping both arms across his knees and resting his chin in one hand. He waits.

LWJ admires his patience. The longer WWX waits, crouched and rocking back and forth in front of A-Yuan, smile gently and welcoming, the more A-Yuan's natural curiosity gets the better of him.

Eventually, his son comes out from behind his leg to touch a black bunny on his sleeve

A-Yuan: I like this one. We only have a white bunny at home.

WWX: I like the black bunny too! What's your bunny's name?

A-Yuan: Banana, bc she tries to eat Baba's banana every morning, and you are what you eat.

He recites this with all the solemnity a 4 yo could possess

WWX's laughter echoes through the lobby: Well! You're very right, A-Yuan. Maybe you aren't a radish after all then. Tell me, what do little boys eat?

A-Yuan: I'm not little! I'm 4 and a half!

WWX: Right, right, I sincerely apologize for my mistake. What do big boys eat then?

A-Yuan purses his lips and taps his chin, pondering his question carefully: Hmm… jelly beans?

WWX looks like he wants to laugh more, but instead says: I see, I see. Thank you for your wisdom A-Yuan.

He looks up at LWJ, dark eyes dancing. LWJ's heart rabbits against his chest

WWX: If your baba is ready, we can head down to my cave if you'd like. I have a lot of cool machines I'd love to show you.

A-Yuan's eyes widen into saucers as he gasps: A cave? Wowww

They grin conspiratorially at each other, before turning bright eyes up at LWJ

LWJ feels warm and much more relaxed inside, so he nods: Mn. We may go.

A-Yuan cheers and holds WWX's hand as the head downstairs.

LWJ trails behind making small talk with WN, watching WWX and A-Yuan swing their hands and skip ahead, feeling something warm blossom in his chest.

The hallway to Wei Wuxian's lab isn't anything like Lan Wangji expects.

The rooms at Gusu are all perfectly pristine and sterile, painted white to promote serenity, rest, and healing.

For one thing, he'd raided a Halloween store at some point and hung up all sorts of decorations, mostly vampire themed. There's one that's says "I vant to suck your blood!" except suck is crossed out and replaced with "donate". Wwx and A-yuan giggle together at wwx's fake accent

It's definitely not up to Gusu General's strict standards. For one thing, there're beanbag chairs in the hall outside. Wwx says it's to feel more comfy while others wait, as he's the only phlebotomist on staff and it can take a while. A-Yuan personally tests each one.

His lab is…adequate if far too small. There's a desk that's overrun with stacks of papers and textbooks and a shelf that's filled with even more. The actual space where blood is drawn is, thankfully, sterile and clean. Though he's decorated with demons demanding blood for food

There's a temp controlled room where the blood is stored, with a red door and the words "Blood Pool" written in menacing barely legible font

Despite the…interesting decor, the room is homely and, surprisingly, welcoming. A-Yuan at least is having a very fun time getting a tour

Wwx patiently answers all of A-Yuan’s questions, even the endless why's, with utmost sincerity, even when his answers are purely nonsense.

Lwj can't stop the fond smile from lifting the corner of his lips. A-Yuan had never warmed up to a medical professional so fast.

He's pulled from his musings when A-Yuan grabs his sleeve: Baba! Blood-gege says this machine makes blood spin around!

Wwx burst out laughing: Blood-gege? I love it!

Lwj is enchanted, head repeating those last 3 words again and again as wwx fondly ruffles A-Yuan's fluffy hair

Wwx: alright, now that you're familiar with my beauty Chenqing (referring to his bloody spinny machine lwj does not want to think about), shall we get down to business?

He says this with his bright dark eyes glittering at LWJ. Right. The blood donating part.

Lwj gulps, nodding. A prisoner walking up to the gallows.

TBC

(If you're interested, I'm probably going to continue at least up to the end of the first part before i just make it into one long fic! You can follow it on my twitter!)

[kakyogay]

haha sticking to canon is for nerds ahaha

I say as I worry that I'm shifting too far away from canon with my ideas

[sysig]

Last man standing (Patreon)

[hakusins]

very random note but i wanted to share anyways.

this character is a big inspo for my design of whitney hehe ~!

character: yeo taeju from low tide in the twilight

[spartanlocke]

Bungie updated the Lightfall page 👀

[didderd-reblogs]

Didder

Picture of T’Challa?

ok

i know you asked for a picture of T'Challa

but

i gathered a few extra

so

without further ado

himb upside down twice

himb eep

himb mother staring at himb. judging himb

himb with himb tail around my wrist

and finally himb in the dishwasher

there only my finest pictures of void cat for you. uwu

[frecklystars]

I love imagining gifting my F/Os jewelry that I own IRL or vice versa.

Six starts wearing my hair ties around his wrist out of habit because I'm always forgetting them when we go out. I gift him a bracelet that I make special just for him and he gives a very small, quiet smile, saying thank you. I don't expect him to wear it but he puts it on immediately. I tell him he doesn't have to wear it, he gets confused. Why would I make him a bracelet if he isn't expected to wear it? He wears a lot of tracksuits so it's almost always hidden under his sleeve, he's afraid to get blood on it, or afraid that it'll accidentally get caught on something and all the beads will break off. I don't mind that it's hidden; it's like our secret. The fact that he wears it at all is sweet enough. Sometimes I catch him smiling at it fondly when he thinks I'm not looking.

I gift Ken a blue bracelet with a "K" charm attached to it that I made for myself a long time ago... I want him to have it. He thinks I'm giving it to him to just hold. I say no, no, Ken, this is for you. He asks if it's for him to... gift to Barbie, like he thinks he's running an errand to deliver it for me. I insist, no Ken, it's for you. It's not for anyone except you. He stares for a second, brows furrowed... and suddenly, he's openly weeping. Nobody has ever gifted him accessories before. He's always been considered the accessory. He puts it on and he runs around showing all the other Kens (and Allan). The other Kens are super jealous and they nearly fight over it; their Barbies have to settle them down. Ken wears the bracelet proudly every day, like a badge of honor. He's got a little more pep in his step when he does Beach, when he glances at his wrist and sees it. Now, he can always think "my girlfriend Keri made this for me!!! I can't wait to see Keri today!!! I can't wait to wave at her!!!" I tell him the K stood for Keri, but now it can stand for Ken. He says no, it still stands for Keri. He likes looking at it and thinking to himself "this belongs to Keri" instead of "this belongs to me now" because it makes him feel like there is a piece of me with him. He wears it with every outfit, regardless if it matches.

Officer K is genuinely surprised when I give him my necklace: gold colored with an incredibly small lowercase letter "k" charm attached to it. I give it to him because this dude is so jaded and tired and he deserves some nice things, and I wanna see that smile come out of hiding, damn it. He's surprised to see something so... shiny, yet subtle. Like Ken, he thinks I'm simply asking him to hold it -- I tell him no. He tries to put it on me, assuming I'm asking him to help me clasp it around my neck -- I have to tell him no, K, this is for you. And, same as Ken, he doesn't really process what I say at first. He's confused. Why is he being given a gift? What did he do to earn it? What does he have to do to continue to earn it, to keep it? Will I take it away later on? I tell him I just want to make him feel happy. It belongs to him. It's a gift. I tell him he can wear this, look at this, and be reminded of me sometimes. He says "...but I already always think about you." as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

I tell him he doesn't have to wear it. A few long seconds pass, him just staring down at it. I worry that he doesn't like it. I debate on telling him he can just throw it away or something -- but he finally, finally looks up and gives the smallest, gentlest smile, with an even softer "thank you" passing his lips. He puts it on immediately. He looks in the mirror, admiring it for several minutes, the smile never leaving his face, his fingertips trailing over the "k" so carefully, hand lightly shaking, as if it will shatter any moment. He's... never been given a gift, before. It feels so good. He hasn't told me yet that "K" is part of his serial number, not a "real" name; it's not like he's hiding it from me... I've just simply never asked. Regardless, he doesn't really think of it as K for KD6-3.7 ... it's K for Keri. He has to wear the necklace underneath his shirt when he's around others, but he'll wear it openly when he knows he's alone, or when he's at home in private. The yellow is bright against his dark clothing. Yellow suits him, it feels right. Joi loves it too, tells him every so often how it makes him look so special. Throughout the day, he will occasionally raise his fingertips to the charm, making sure it's still there. Or when he's outside and he has to wear it under his shirt, he'll sort of press his fingers against his shirt and feel for it. He doesn't want anything to happen to it. It's special. It makes him feel special... because it's from someone special to him.

[frankiistein]

i should find people to promote breadavota to because who else will ship the funny little jpegs together. should i appeal to the para and transid communities cuz i just realized that the story having "living" as a legal and social status instead of a strictly biological one and chronicles the different ways characters who identify as one or the other approach "transitioning" is very transid fitting. and paras because at least three of the characters canonically are paras and they aren't evil people for it (they're evil for unrelated reasons /lh)

ft the cast that hits all of the "rly stigmatized identifications" bingo (going to put only canon here, none of my hc's)

bread the mc a doll who tries to transition from non-living to living, she's a collective of 46 "breadlings" and can modify her body based on their own internal body parts. she hates the laws

jacques, loveless schizospec/pd haver objectophile/teratophile dollkin (?) who also identifies as being literally dead. he hates the laws

has some kind of dyadic/commited but non romantic relationship with:

media, a zoophile/erotophonophile who is also like transliving and most of his arc seems to be his internalized shame for all of these because it goes against his reputation as his species's most "ethical" role model which is a title he probably got after usurping god and eating her eye. he wrote the laws. also he hates the laws

reception who considers themself a single person but routinely presents as three people at once (which the rest of their species finds weird). they hate the laws

bon/scarecrow, a demon force-transitioned into becoming "living" before getting exiled when they fail at assimilating into society and curse the nation's records of their years being forced into an entertainment industry. they hate the laws

bien. who loves his dad bon. in all senses of the word (hes my favorite blorbo). okay hes too repressed to hate anything

idk how to describe sar i just need everyone to look at sar at all times. sar makes one's own laws

special mention for vara a snarky ai who is programmed is to split fictives of people she hates apparently /lh

she hates the laws

also just look at the art :3 so pretty

the story truly has it all. blood and gore. toxic doomed yaoi. discussions of disability. speculation on sociocultural constructs of love. being "living" used as an analogy for being an entity worthy of love and being part of society. more toxic doomed yaoi. read breadcomics today

[enluv]

I’m not sure if I’ve ever said this on here but I have an unhealthy love for stars and anything star related, like I just really love stars !! they’re just so pretty and when I was little the room I shared with my sister had stars painted on the ceiling because my dad didn’t want us to be scared at night of the dark and he would tell us to just look up at the stars and in those stars our passed loved ones would protect us and watch over us as we slept, they’re just such a good symbol for me and in my life like ahhhh I just adore them!!

[hiatus-queen72]

I hope to all of the gods that this is what I look like caught off guard 😂

[bumblingbabooshka]

Saw someone say that the chief emotion Tuvok struggles with is anger and boy? That made me struggle with anger