#i'm working through the rest of my asks

[andsewingishalfthebattle]

Novice sewing pattern: Cut out shapes. Line up the little triangles on the edges. Stitch edges together. We've also included step-by-step assembly instructions with illustrations.

Novice knitting pattern: yOU MUSt uNDerstANd thE SECret cOdE CO67 (73, 87, 93) BO44 (63, 76, 90) 28 (32, 34) slip first pw repeat 7x K to end *kl (pl) 42 * until 13" (13, 13, 15) join new at 30 pl for 17 rows ssk 27 k2tog mattress lengthwise BO and sacrifice a goat to the knitting gods. WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU WANT "INSTRUCTIONS," I JUST GAVE THEM TO YOU

[zakiyah]

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[sysig]

Enecomimi Banzaiiii (Patreon)

[softquietsteadylove]

Arranged marriage au. First kiss between them. It starts of sweet and gentle and then 5 mins later they are *heavily* making out. It doesn’t really go further for now, bc Thena is still working through her fear of men I think, but yeah. Please make this so fluffy that I could use it as a pillow. I hope you enjoy your day, you are a wonderful writer and I love reading your work ❤️

Thena liked coffee. Maybe he had always just assumed she preferred tea being a Brit and all. But Thena actually preferred to start her morning with a good amount of caffeine.

She did the whole thing, too--clasped the mug with both hands and sipped it gently still in her robe. It seemed to really bring her some peace to start the day that way. It was cute.

Gil lingered in the doorway leading out to the living room, which would put him in direct sight of the kitchen. He didn't want to disturb her morning routine yet. She didn't have any classes today, so she was probably enjoying the start to a day off for her. And she just looked so pretty, morning softness in her skin, bleary eyes, blonde hair all wavy around her shoulders.

"Hm," Thena sighed aloud after getting her first deep sip. She hadn't even emerged from her room for coffee in her first weeks living here. Either she had restrained herself or she secretly had a coffee maker in her room that he didn't know about. "Gil?"

Caught. He chuckled, coming out of his hiding place and ruffling his bed head. "Why do you look like that when you first wake up and I look like I just got out of the ring?"

Thena puffed through her nose at his joke. Even her sense of humour needed to be warmed up slowly, but she didn't tell him to shut up, either. "Sleep well?"

"Not bad," he acknowledged, although it wasn't a restful sleep and more sheer exhaustion. He looked down at his hands, making sure they weren't showing too much signs of use after his late work day yesterday. "You?"

"Hm," she purred, smiling into her coffee again. "Quite."

Gil accepted the brief answer. He moved around the kitchen island. "Any left for me?"

Thena moved out of the way of her precious coffee to allow him some.

"Thanks." He had been surprised initially, assuming she would prefer a coffee pod machine, maybe a fancy espresso machine that could make cappuccinos and lattes at home.

But Thena, being Thena, didn't know how to work them. She'd had a simple, old coffee maker at home, so that was all she wanted here, too. He at least sprang for the finest beans, but if it had more than four buttons, Thena would end up asking him how to use the damn thing anyway.

She still hadn't figured out the blender.

"Work?"

"Unfortunately," he chuckled as he poured and then immediately took a swig of the steaming hot liquid. "That an invitation to stay home?"

Thena feigned a shrug. "You do whatever you want, I'll be enjoying my day off. I would have thought as a crime boss if you wanted a day off you simply...could."

Unfortunately Gil thought of it as being the other way around. Crime waited for no man, and such. And most of all, half of what he really did was putting out fire after fire. Goons could handle administration, even turf wars. But the Boss handled emergencies.

"I wish, sweetheart," he sighed a little into his cup too. He looked over at her, leaning over the island, cradling her coffee like it was part of her dragon's hoard. "You enjoy--want me to bring back something for dinner?"

Thena visibly considered it. His eyes travelled down to her bare feet on the smooth tiles of the floor (with in-floor heating so she wouldn't get cold, of course). "That could be nice."

"Done," he nodded, finishing his cup. "Text me anything you're craving, or I'll just bring home something I know you like."

Thena said nothing, tilting her head at him with this funny grin on those lips of hers. She had no idea how alluring she looked as her hair slipping off her shoulder and swayed for a second. It found a home against the slope of her cleavage.

Gil looked down into his empty cup so as not to admire his wife's beauty a little too much.

"You like all this domesticity," Thena surmised, maybe even accused, grin and all. "Is that why you purchased a wife?"

He scowled; he didn't like it when she referred to their arrangement as a transaction. But she corrected, standing up to her full height and sliding closer to him against the edge of the counter.

"You know what I mean," she allowed.

But he had to admit, she had a point. He did like someone to come home to, and someone to see him off in the mornings like this was doubly nice. "I guess it's kind of nice to not just be me and the birds in the morning."

Thena laughed gently, but all he could see was the way her hair got a little caught against her earring. He reached out and she didn't move away, allowing him to loosen it for her. This particular lock joined its comrade resting against her shoulder.

He kissed her cheek first. It was affection she had been receptive to before, and he didn't want to push her too hard. But she turned her cheek toward him, maybe even leaned into it. Call him a romantic at heart, but there was something nice about kissing his wife in the morning.

"You'll-"

Thena turned her head as he leaned in again. He managed to avoid accidental contact, but they were completely nose to nose, eyes darting around each other's faces. Her lips were faintly pursed, held open mid-sentence.

Gil closed his eyes. Whatever was about to happen, it had to be up to Thena.

Mercifully, she leaned in first. Their lips pressed together in a brief and almost innocent way. It wasn't necessarily their first kiss, but it felt like it was. Gil moved his hands to her cheeks, tilting her head just so.

Thena moved closer to him, her hands finding a home on his chest. He slept in minimal clothing but he had mustered the effort to put a shirt on before coming downstairs. Her fingers pressed into the organic cotton fabric.

He pulled back, hovering closer to her lips. "Is this okay?"

He heard her swallow, and the idea of her having some butterflies charmed him. He peeked down between them, although her breasts obstructed some of the view. He saw her toes curl faintly and smiled.

"Hm."

Thena leaned in again. Their lips moved together more and more naturally, and she really wasn't a half bad kisser, all things considered. Their lips kept meeting like waves against a shore, and soon her hands were sliding up his shoulders to lock behind his neck.

His hands slid down to her waist, leaning forward. She was so soft, and she fit against him like he had sculpted her and wished her to life. And what a work of art she was.

Thena moaned.

It was soft and quiet, like the rest of their morning so far. But the cute, sexy little sound did something to him. It made him want more. He leaned in even more, pinning her between the counter and him. He put his hand against the edge so it wouldn't dig into her back, which arched naturally.

It brought her further away and yet she pulled him with her, just as eager to keep going. Their tongues met tentatively at first, but then more and more eagerly. Soon she was taking in breath sharply between each stroke of her tongue seeking his.

Gil groaned. It wasn't quite as melodic as hers. He sounded like a desperate man finally graced with the softness of touch, in his opinion. His brain shut out the rest of his day--and everything else around them for that matter. He was just a man trying to kiss his wife.

"Gil."

Fuck, if she knew what she did to him. Well, he didn't want her to know. But her breasts pushed against his chest, letting him feel how full and soft they were. Her knee bent against his and in reply his bent, landing between her legs until he realised it was the muscle of her inner thigh against it.

Thena pulled back, eyes wide. The softness of the slow morning had left her, her eyes sharp and her breathing heavy. Her skin had an enticing flush to it, even extending into her pillar of a neck. Her hands left him as if she had been too close to putting her hands on a hot pan. "S-Sorry... "

Gil swallowed down the desire raging inside of him. He moved carefully, extracting himself from her. This wasn't for the sake of a horned up old mob boss like him finally getting some ass. "No--no, don't be sorry. I'm sorry."

Thena's jaw bobbed but no sound came out. She was rooted to the spot, although something dawned on her and she darted her eyes away. Her robe had parted, but she tugged the hem of her nightdress down over those legs of hers.

Those legs of hers would be the death of him.

Gil pushed his mug away from the edge and turned. "I'll get ready for work. Think about what you want for dinner. Just text me if you wan anything."

He just barely peeked over his shoulder at her. She was still wrapping her head around what had just happened. He would find it cute if his brain weren't so aggressively consumed with what had just happened. He didn't want to be a man desperate and howling for his wife after one kiss, and yet here he was. But he was still looking forward to coming home to her later.

[retros-artandstuff]

really late birthday thing for these dorks that I only just got around to finishing :P

[deoidesign]

I can't wait for this to come back!!! >>> when is this coming back?

[zylphiacrowley]

tent — for the single-word drive!

Only 14 summers old, X'vahl had ran as far away from home as his legs could take him. He ran until his lungs burned and his feet bled from the straps of his sandals digging into his skin, stopping only when his body wouldn't allow him to go any further. Gathering a small amount of reserve strength, he put the survival skills his father had taught him to use in their first real world application and set up a small camp. It wasn't much, just a meager campfire and a tent to sleep under. It wouldn't protect him from any wild animals, but it would at least shield him from the elements. As he sat in front of the fire, he desperately pleaded with his mind to stop replaying the images of his dad's brutal death. Was it not enough to have witnessed it first hand? When his eyes could no longer keep themselves open, he curled up in his small tent and fell asleep. Perhaps as a mercy, he did not dream that night.

This one had me stumped for a while, and I almost requested a new prompt. I'm glad I didn't though because this set allowed me to learn some new things, or at least test some things I've been wondering about for a while. Learning how to make a male miqo'te child/young teen in-game was certainly a challenge but I'm overall pretty satisfied with how this turned out.

Also forgive my weird writing. I haven't written anything like this in ages and honestly I'm mildly self-conscious about it but I felt that I wanted to include at least some context for this set. I also wanted to at least try to write something again and see where I'm at with my writing again since it's something that I've been wanting to start doing again.

[tartagliove]

gooood morning everyone! i hope you all are staying warm and are doing something nice for yourself today!

[daisywords]

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[trashcanwithsprinkles]

Its actlly so nice to hear a normal perspective on this topic. Usually, its just my own(an example of thoughts I get on the daily:how do you know the water you drink is not poisonous? Sure, nothing happened yet, but what if it will??Every. Single. Time. I. Drink. Water.). Also, the only things I did see was twitter discourse. I think I depended emotionally on my fav chrctrs and projected my insecurities. And I felt I had to stay hypervigilant because theres no neutral ship name. Btw, I didnt expect you to answer the two following asks. And yeah, sorry bringing you into this, theres a reason why being a therapist is a job and I also don't want to spam your blog w/ my mental illness taht was not my intention, its for fun and discussing the two sillies in love. If u wanna answr this then so be it, but like, you can just ignore it

no anon this is kinda fascinating to me so dw, also it takes me like two min to write out a reply so this is hardly taking time off my day LMAO

absolutely not surprised you were deep into twitter discourse. that makes so much sense. hope you've left that behind by now, and if you havent, either consider leaving or learn to curate your feed to avoid the absolute batshit insane things that go down there

[mccleans]

tiptoeing on the edge of a panic attack at work

[theinfinitedivides]

kind of fucking weird to come out of a almost five and a half hour long power outage only to find out that your grandaunt passed on Thursday. indescribable feeling i'll tell you that

[caelcstis]

📸 (and because we're also lazy) for mrithun/raph, min/jupe, zaz/dae and jakah/zach

+bonus: Nao & Michael bc I find them constantly fighting funny (but also if he hasn't taken any photos that's very understandable and then you could do Zach instead)

photo album. // @r3dblccd no longer accepting.

Album: Home 💚

Album: My Universe ✨

Album: ❤️‍🩹 [ HIDDEN ]

Album: Pup 🌙

[nxmelessfighter]

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[realmikedirnt]

going to experiment with putting these under a cut ? and if it doesnt spark joy it'll go back to uncut, they're all tagged so /shrug

w's for yesterday: i got mary ellen's water pump and serpentine belt back on myself, and they seem to be holding up wonderfully

managed to make it to class on time despite it all

helped a classmate understand how to balance chemical equations

felt like i contributed well to class & lab

killed the ender dragon with rng

hung out with raid friends and we actually got a pretty rare drop for one person who had been fishing for it - we were all so worn out that we barely celebrated at all, but it was still a nice time !

w's for today: first week of classes done !

all of my english work for the weekend is done

figured out what the code mary ellen has been throwing is - still the evap leak, which IS a problem, but it's not a "engine blowing up" problem, so i'll do some diag on it the next time i get a chance. the light just kinda goes on and off whenever she thinks it's too big of a problem, and i suspect it's the cap, so

spent some nice time with the rng crew

[born-to-lose]

Getting back into teacher mode tomorrow 🫡