#legit just rambling since I got reminded

[hadoriel]

Btw wanna know something stupid? I think my depression like officially broke me around the time Frozen came out/was successful

Like by that point I was generally depressed at things not going very well for me and hitting a lot of walls, but Frozen’s success despite being such a terrible movie in every respect (except music, for the most part, though only as single songs, not as a coherent collection at all) just strangled me. I couldn’t fathom something so obviously bad being such a grand hit. It made me really feel that whole ‘the world is unjust’ thing just in the art sense. Nobody seemed to care what a good story was, what good art was, just milking a product for money

Around the same time, I got to hear a lot of animators (and other artists) give talks at my college about how they devoted their life to their craft and there was no time for anything else. You must be convicted and determined to put in SO much work and bury yourself in it. They usually said this with pride

So

1. It hit me very hard that even if something is poignant and well made, it can get cast aside to something chopped together with no message 2. It hit me that the work I wanted to go into couldn’t allow anyone but the very best and very dedicated to survive

Since then, things like Spiderverse and Everything Everywhere All At Once and Arcane have gotten awards and good dues. But I still talk with parents who don’t care if their kid is watching quality stories, adults who see animated works and don’t see it as any art at all. I still see horrible injustice to even the super hard working animators I know I don’t have the discipline to be

But yeah. Around then is when I hit a suicidal point. It’s pretty stupid sounding. I’m not like actively suicidal anymore (and haven’t been for a while) but I’ve been really suffering for years about how the space I wanted into is seen and having to fight daily to just get people to understand and recognize (Not to mention the self loathing, possible ADHD, and a feast of other issues, but this one is an interesting blip of time that brought me to a breaking point wheee)

[arolesbianism]

Started a white 2 randomizer playthrough for so reasons and I just got so jumpscared by a random shiny gulpin so guess Haruka is a gulpin now

[amazingmsme]

The Boo Brothers

AN: Late, I know, but class doesn’t get out til 9. This prompt was really fun to write! Peter & Miguel are really goofy & I just love them. How you enjoy day 10!

Peter B. Parker was a class A goofball. He liked playing games and being silly, but most importantly, he liked making people laugh and have some fun. And he was damn good at it.

Halloween always put him in a bit of a spunky mood, and he felt inspired to cause a little mischief. Maybe the chill in the air put a spring in his step, or the fun and spooky atmosphere reminded him of his love of lighthearted pranks. Whatever it was, he felt the need to pull one over on someone. He was walking down the hall when he passed an open door and saw the usual spider-gang hanging out in the wreck room: perfect.

The idea popped up so suddenly and without any preamble, that it nearly startled Peter. But he shoved his hands into his robe pockets and casually strolled in, going along with it as if he'd had this plan all along. He had a natural commitment to any bit tossed his way the likes of which you have never seen.

That is not to say that the others don't know when he's doing a bit. Quite the contrary. It is rather obvious when Peter begins some long winded ruse, but everyone is too interested in where he's going with it to put an end to it.

He flopped his right hand around in his pocket, wiggling fingers, anything he could to make it look like something was caught in there. Pavitr was the first to take notice, doing a double take when he noticed the frantic movement of his pocket and stared with wide eyes.

"Dude, what's going on with your pocket? Did you catch a squirrel or something?" he asked, drawing the rest of their attention to Peter, and now they all wanted to know what the hell he had in his pocket. Peter played along.

"Heh, no. I wish it were that simple," he said in a serious tone. He schooled his features, lunging a trapped hand at Gwen, who happened to be the closest. She squealed and jumped back as Peter reigned in his arm.

"What the hell Peter?" she asked, cheeks faintly flushed. He did his best to act apologetic.

"I'm sorry, but that's why I came to see you," he said, clutching onto his right wrist with his other hand, forcing it to stay inside the pocket. They all stared at him with confused looks.

"I'm sorry, what?" Gwen asked, arms crossed. Peter rolled his eyes, as if annoyed he had to explain himself.

"Um, look, I'll just cut to the chase. Ghosts and demons and stuff are cool now, right? And you guys are all pretty cool kids, so you're keeping with the trends-" he rambled. Miles furrowed his brows in worry and utter cluelessness, looking to Hobie for any indication of what the actual fuck he was talking about. Hobie arched a brow and shrugged, sporting an amusedly confused smirk. "I guess what I'm trying to ask is, do you guys know anything about possession?"

Gwen scoffed. "You think you're possessed?" she asked skeptically.

“Absolutely! And I’d appreciate it if you took this seriously,” he said, really hamming it up. “I mean, if you don’t believe me, just look!” He “released” his hand from the robe pocket and it made another grab at Gwen, this time being successful. He latched onto her sides and squeezed, sending her into a fit of giggles.

“You liahahar!” she squealed, doubling over as Peter scribbled over her tummy.

“Nu uh!” Peter insisted, continuing the ticklish assault. “See, it happened after MJ got me last night. My hands have been restless ever since,” he lamented, working up Gwen’s sides. “I’m afraid I’m possessed by some kind of tickle monster!”

“You ahahare not!” she denied. Hobie shrugged, a smirk tugging on his lips.

“Don’t know mate, seems legit to me,” he teased. Peter smirked himself and turned on the tallest teen, making him stumble back with a yelp. He managed to wrestle his arms above his head, alternating scribbling in each pit.

“I just can’t help who I attack! Sorry Hobie, I really can’t help it!”

“Shuhut it you bahahastard!”

“Hey, I’m just as much a victim in this as you are!”

Miguel stood in the doorway, dumbfounded, and crossed his arms over his chest. He cleared his throat, grabbing their attention.

“Is there a reason you’re torturing them, or are you just bored?” he asked in a neutral tone, arching a brow.

“Peter’s possessed by a tickle monster!” Pavitr supplied. Miguel couldn’t roll his eyes hard enough.

“Is he now?” he asked, seemingly uninterested. “Well I guess I’ll leave you all to it.” He turned to leave and felt a hand around his wrist yank him back. He stumbled a few feet, being caught by Peter from behind.

“Sorry bud, but I can’t help myself right now,” he said sympathetically as Miguel hissed and thrashed in his hold. He tried to fight back the deep laughter that wanted to spill out when Peter started kneading his hips.

“G-go toho hehehell,” he giggled out through clenched teeth. Peter gasped.

“Well that’s rude!” Peter exclaimed, one hand roaming down to squeeze his thighs. Miguel burst into loud belly laughs, shoving weakly at Peter’s hands. He made a show of taking a deep breath before blowing a raspberry against Miguel’s neck.

A string of curses gave way to helpless cackles and snorts, especially when Peter started nibbling. “Ohohokahay, oho fuhuhuck thahat’s bad! Peter!” Miguel scolded through hysterics, and needless to say everyone in the room was thoroughly amused.

Peter backed off with a smug grin. “You alright?” Miguel stood there, catching his breath and shot a harsh glare at him. He also shot him the bird. If it was even possible, Peter grinned wider.

“What?” Miguel snapped, though it wasn’t as harsh as you’d expect.

“I bit you. You’re possessed now, it’s how it works,” he explained, oh so casually. Miguel scoffed, furrowed his brows, doing anything to try to appear not amused.

“Bullshit.”

“No, it’s true! It had to be how MJ transferred it to me!” he explained frantically.

“You’re really gonna blame your wife?” Miguel quipped. Pavitr barked out a laugh before covering his mouth with his hand.

“You’re missing the point. You’re possessed by the ghost too now,” he said, acting as though it was grave news, but the sparkle in his eyes when he looked at Miguel said otherwise.

“Oh so it’s a ghost now?” he asked, not even bothering to hide his amusement anymore. “Well then, it’s a good thing they aren’t real.” He walked to the doorway, but only made it about halfway.

Miguel suddenly doubled over in pain, a dramatic and very convincing groan emitting from his throat. They all watched on in concern as he jerked upright, arching his back. He unshed his claws with a dramatic motion of his hands. A deep, low chuckle left his lips as he slowly turned towards the group.

“Well well well, it would seem that Miguel is no longer with us,” he said in a threatening tone. He caught Peter’s gaze and flashed a sharp grin, winking. He addressed the rest of them, “But he wanted me to tell you: run.” He really didn’t have to tell them twice.

They scattered like mice, and Peter easily caught Miles in the rush. He was giggling before he even touched him, but the laughter doubled once he dug into his ribs.

Miguel was able to snatch Pavitr by the collar of his shirt, yanking him back and into his clutches. He clawed at his belly and Pav immediately let out a giggly shriek.

They carried on like this for some time, playing this odd game of chase. Every once in a while, Peter would glance at Miguel and see the way he was smiling and actually laughing along with the rest of them.

Maybe Peter should get “possessed” more often.

[pansear-doodles]

Always watching over you.

sketch and more rambles about the parents below cut

ok so i was legit when i said i wanna remake all the splashes in anthro form so inevitably i would have to come up with designs for surv and monk's parents. like sam, they are my half-ocs lol

in the process of doing the above sketch, i got big brain ideas that I'm being committed to.

The Chieftain is the leader of surv and monk's colony and The Maiden is his wife (they are androgynous and use any/all but he/him and she/her will be used throughout). They are very skilled in combat, evident by the scars on their faces and frequently go on expeditions as their colony is starting to have a resource problem (Gourmand does come back eventually and sort of fixes it though). They were forced to bring their kids because they had nobody else to look after them (the lack of resources was really becoming an issue to the point that barely anyone stays in their home), and they later found Samaritan on the way as an orphan (as my personalized explanation as to why they do not appear at the very start of the intro cutscenes).

I just want to make the cute and funny connection that the placement of the eye scars are similar to arti and hunter, to really add on that they are essentially the two's sort of foster parents once they lost their own. I mean, I do not say that they're basically replacing them- more like a sort of symbolism (watching over them, protection, reminiscing, reminders, connections, etc...). I also feel like the parents would indeed be very protective of their own children to the point that they would always take the hits.

That is... until the incident happens. Then they lose Monk who naiively promises them "I'll come back with my big sister! Don't worry mommy! Please don't cry!", and then they lose Samaritan to a desperate vulture when trying to find a shelter. They do find the shelter, but losing all three of their kids have utterly broken them.

Heavily traumatized from the incident and believing that they will never see their children ever again (and the whole resource problem that's been leading them downhill since), they decide to go on their personal journey of enlightenment, to cut off feeling negativity from worldly attachments and eventually ascend. And they did it successfully, unfortunately.

If there was a little more time (to realize that their kids are still out there all along and the resource problem will be fixed), they would still be with surv and monk.

[flovoid]

THE ORIGINALS!

yes it has been 10 years for me with sims 4 and here I am recreating my four favorite sims that have put an impact on me ngl- I HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THE FIRST OF JANUARY TO UPLOAD THEM :D

it’s funny because for me I have THOUSANDS of screenshots and nice memories of them that I never upload in social media, but to yall its new faces n new personalities you ran into, pretty wild.

from here imma go ramble a little about their characters and who they are:

KIM : he is pretty straightforward guy cuz he is LITERALLY the first sim I made in sims 4, he is goofball, bro, and an outgoing guy, he dreamed to be a joke star and I believe he did! its was sooo old, all I remember is that I used to do all the goofy insane stuff with him, he might sometimes dress as a gentleman but he is just a silly guy, he used to have a blonde wife that i dont remember n two kids that i didnt really cared about lmao

LEVI : the only reason I made him is to try out more male cc that I downloaded (that was literally when i started to download good male cc) AND ALSO when the vampire pack released I believe… yep he is a vampire! but he dies to the sun because i kept spamming the weakness thingy thinking it is a strength- he used to live in san my with his little toddler sister; he is a musician and omg he did have a beautiful voice i could never get tired of him… into guitar mostly and wrote so much songs! with him I was literally just trying so much new stuff since we bought some DLCs, also the toddlers update dropped, vampire, city..etc.

DANTE : he is literally the most sim that had an impact on me, not just to me! also my siblings they all know him n never forgot him, he used to be a sim in a save where I did play with a rich family who live in the city, dante was a loner guy live in a small apartment with his big bro who was literally the most extrovert sim alive- he is an athlete guy and really healthy! dante did pumped into the blonde women from the rich family, they both kinda fell for eachother and became endgame! the women is a future president and she did! miss her :( and dante is just a househusband dreaming to have a simple live BUT what’s funny to me is that he never had a normal live literally all the crazy stuff happen to him lmao, anyway he is into jazz so much- lord I remember spamming the jazz station ALOT while playing with him, he have a puppy & a cat they were iconic, and he lived a long life really, had four kids, had so many grandkids, had so many winter fests, celebrated so many NYEs, to the fact his eldest son died before him crazy… but he was indeed an icon.

THEO : yall this boy… he was literally the first sim that i had who went thro a trauma like i didnt even plan it technically a daddy issues, theo used to have the perfect family; mom, dad, and a baby boy, but his dad became a famous actor, and the more fame he got the more he became a narcissist, he legit didnt care about his love live n only cared about himself; he became arrogant too and in that point is were theo’s parents got divorced and everything got complicated, after the drama he got a new brother an adopted one! theo were close with his bro, but theo grew up getting rebellious, was cutting lots of his hair because it reminded him of his dad, he looked so much like him, when he became a teen the boy dyed his hair all black not kidding he stayed like that forever but in my remake version i wanted to show his real hair hehe, he was into metal genre and yep his favorite color is black too, likes wearing chokers n piercings, he used to be friends with max villareal (love him so much n him n theo were so dang similar) and he was a HARD CORE GAMER yall not kidding he used to play alot in tournaments n always win to the fact he started to become famous like his dad he hated that, theo was mean af he was brutal honest yall dont joke with him, and even tho he was acting like an asshole sometimes but love was his weakness… he become surprisingly quiet. he was like the protector with his loved ones.

[hetalia-club]

Finally i don't feel alone in thinking the fandom is toxic, because I had to deal with a horrible amount of ableism (for literal disabilities I have and apparently someone thought I was incontinent and basically compared incontinent people to diaperfuckers) and even still I have to hide behind anon due to the fact the fandom also has a problem with stalking too, since i have been stalked by people who made private accounts around me and screenshotting everything I said to the point I had to actually talk to someone from the Trevor Project because I genuinely did not feel safe

apologies for the rambling, this fandom isn't normal about disabled people

Honey I'm so sorry :(. Yes people are mean and something about this fandom normalizes it. Idk what it is exactly. People say it's 'always been this way' and while that's true it HAS gotten WORSE. mainly because the fandom is smaller and the assholes just sort of all form a cult together and thrive off each others negativity. They say the people with the worse opinions are the loudest and that couldn't be more true within this fandom.

Also the ability to go fully anonymous on this sight is both a blessing and a plague. I do feel that there SHOULD be a way to find out who the anon was. I myself have been consistently harassed by a Spain kin for almost 5 years. It used to really get to me and it doesn't anymore. I truly just no longer give a shit. I went on Hiatus for 2 years and they CAME BACK! Like they were waiting in the shadows and like a bond vilian just turned in their chair and were like "well well well...". It's just kind of funny if you think about it I live rent free in their dome and they don't even know me. An I can't block them because they are always on anon. So I just delete it and carry on with my life. Last year my therapist diagnosed me with Avoidant Personality Disorder and it answered a lot of questions I've always had about myself. Which means I am an extremely shy person chronically so. I take things to heart even if I shouldn't. I feel things very deeply for myself and for other people and animals. My therapist taught me some tools to try and help me deal and I got an increase in my meds. One of those was to not watch the news or actively sought out negative events because those destroy me. I just can't take it. It's a huge trigger for me and I wish it wasn't I don't like the idea that I make it about me' in some way. It doesn't really do much but it numbs me a bit and makes me care less. It still affects me sure but I feel too unbothered to care. My AI covers have been a HUGE stress relief for me and a good distraction from my feelings. But again it's just a distraction. They are little boosts of serotonin to make and it makes me happy and it makes me even happier when someone enjoys it.

The reason I tell you this is to help you understand that no one really gives a shit. That sounds harsh but please let me elaborate on that. I mean I have straight told people "I am legit too shy to function and I do not like to talk about certain things because it gives me major embarrassment that can last actual days. Can we find a new topic or maybe pivot." but they don't actually listen to me about it. And I understand that it's hard to remember everyone's little quirks but to constantly have to remind people and for them to just "Oh yeah sorry... anyway like I was saying" really stings. Because of my disorder you can imagine I have an extremely hard time speaking my mind and standing up for myself. I want everyone to like me I don't want anyone to dislike me to a fault. I will ignore my own feelings and emotions to let others speak about what makes them happy even if sometimes it does sting. So I actually very much do know exactly where you are coming from with that. Just please remember that these are strangers online. Yes they can say hurtful things but the second you close teh app they disappear. They don't actually matter. And YES I am fully aware that this is easier said than done please believe me on that.

This fandom does have a serious issue with ignoring and disrespecting others disabilities. Especially some that are not really heard about/normalized much like yours or mine. I 100% know everyone thinks I'm lying about my personality disorder being a real thing If they don't want to understand me I can't make them, which sucks but I have no control over that. I wish it were not that way but we can't change other people and the way they think/ act but we can work on ourselves and how we process harassment. I wish you luck anon, you're never alone on this bitch of an earth, love you <3

[cottoncandysprite]

God ok. So I rewatched the season 3 finale right. This was my first rewatch since bingeing the entire show in 2 days with no breaks except sleep last spring so obviously this was my first REAL watch of it that wasn't over emotional and sleep deprived. And I still cried my eyes out.

That finale (and the third season as a whole) is such a perfect piece of television for so many reasons but I'm just gonna be rambling about some of my favorite details for a second so just hang tight

Guillermo interrupting himself at the beginning with "and I deserve it" is SO UNDERRATED I'm obsessed with him

Laszlo draws such a realistic line of putting up a front of apathy even though we as the audience know how close he and Colin got that season. Like obviously he's mourning but it's not cartoonishly obvious that he's lying like we would see from Nadja. He's just unusually quiet.

Colin's pictures being torn out jumpscared me. Not a fun thing to forget about when you aren't emotionally prepared

I miss the Nadja doll. Where was she in season 4 fr

It cuts to Guillermo when Nandor talks about being reminded of how eternal life can be snuffed out in an instant. Camera guys ily

"You're running away from your feelings!" vs. "You're one of the things I need to get away from!" I never forgot about this moment I just can't believe it exists

Do y'all think Viago is gonna be confused when Guillermo shows up as a guest judge on drag race this season

LASZLO HAD A FLING WITH WALT WHITMAN????????? WE ALL JUST FORGOT THAT EXISTED HUH

Guillermo's little grins as he ran around trying to manipulate the house into staying. I love this little shit

Laszlo's speech legit got me choked up. WITH NADJAS THEME IN THE BACKGROUND I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

Ok. Fuck. The fight scene. GOD.

¡¡¡PLANCHA!!!

Wouldn't say Guillermo cheated, fought dirty yes but cheating is a bit of a stretch Nandor. I thought you were a strategist

HOW COME NO ONE TALKS ABOUT GUILLERMO THROWING THE KNIFE BACK ANYMORE. WITH THE "AH AH AH!" THAT WAS COOL AS FUCK I LOVE HIM

"You're just scared of me right now" I mean, that and one other thing probably

I know it's been pointed out on here a million times but I wonder if Guillermo realized that Nandor wanted to share ancestral soil. He must have realized right

NANDOR'S SMILE AFTER GUILLERMO LEAVES IM GONNA BE SICK

"MY NANDO- MASTER" AND WHAT IF I SCREAMED

The hat. Maybe it was packed and that's why Guillermo had such bad luck (/hj)

THEIR PLAYFUL TEASING. UGH. NANDOR IS SOOO BABYGIRL IN THIS EP

Do y'all think NADJA will recognize Guillermo on drag race????????

Catch me literally sobbing at the train station. NANDOR LOOKS SO PATHETIC. YOU CAN SEE THE HEARTBREAK IN HIS EYES. WHILE GUILLERMO CALLS OUT TO HIM. THEYRE IDIOTS AND I HATE IT HERE

The lighting on the scene where Laszlo discovers Baby Colin had no right being that cool

That kinda just devolved into recounting the events of the episode through screaming but like. It stands. That episode. God.

[5ivebyfive]

land of the lost brittana

[I wrote this for @jennamacaroni once upon a time for her bday when she requested Brittana and dinosaurs. It’s based off that old tv show Land of the Lost, and it’s crack-y. I forgot I even wrote it, but it was so much fun. Enjoy.]

(Rating: T)

This wasn’t what Santana had in mind when Brittany suggested they take a nice little road trip to a spa for their anniversary. She had envisioned a swanky hotel, massages, and lots of naked hot tub time with her girlfriend. Not some freaky, geeky, science-fiction show crap.

If she had been driving they would have avoided this entire situation.

Instead a freak storm hit, and they couldn’t see where they were going. The ground started to shake and rumble, and Santana was sure it was an earthquake. (She didn’t scream, and if anyone ever claims she did, she’ll deny it with every last breath.) Before Brittany could even pull over, the ground cracked before them, and it quickly began to split the earth apart. (Again, Santana did not scream.) Brittany had tried her best to steer out of it, but it was useless. Santana’s large SUV slid down through the gap in the road. Like a bad dream, or an equally bad science fiction tv show, they found themselves driving through some dark underground tunnel and emerging into another world.

A lost world.

A lost world of motherfucking dinosaurs.

Santana had been sure in that moment that she was dreaming and would wake up at any moment, but things only got worse. There wasn’t any civilization around them to speak of. Just lots of sand and sun, and it wasn’t the kind of sand and sun Santana actually liked. Everything was hot, dry, and just plain freaky. Loud birds screeched off in the distance. Once they stopped the car and climbed out of it they could hear other animals, and neither of them could really place what kind of animals they were hearing. Brittany seemed convinced they had somehow taken a wrong turn into the desert, but Santana reminded her that there was no desert in New York.

And that’s when they saw their first dinosaur.

Santana did scream that time. And who wouldn’t when faced with a giant prehistoric creature that wasn’t even supposed to exist anymore? She had scrambled back into the car, screaming at Brittany to follow, but Brittany only stood there staring. It took one loud cry from the…well, fuck it if Santana knows her dinosaurs. It was big and scary…and BIG. It took one screech to send Brittany flying into the car beside her. Brittany had hit the gas and spun the wheel, and she got them away from there as fast as she possibly could. For once Santana was grateful for Brittany’s penchant for speed.

It was a big chase like from a movie, and it was scary, and there was lots of screaming and yelling between the two women, but eventually they found a cave to drive into and hide in. Santana didn’t let them leave that cave until the next morning. She kept waiting to wake up, but it was all very real.

It had been a week since that day, and Santana was still waiting to wake up. She was tired, dirty, and grumpy. Brittany had taken action almost from day one. She started searching for better shelter, because for some reason hiding out in an SUV in a cave wasn’t good enough for her.

Santana found it perfectly safe. Well, at least as safe as two girls trapped in a strange land with dinosaurs could ask for. She knew they definitely weren’t in New York anymore. Not only had they landed in a desert, then had driven into a jungle. A legit jungle with vines and shit. Oh, and there were three moons. Santana didn’t know a whole lot about space – she tended to tune out when Brittany rambled too much – but she knew that planet Earth did not have three moons. The fact that Brittany couldn’t explain why they saw three moons did little to comfort her.

She knew she wasn’t being very helpful to Brittany, and sure she felt kinda bad, but she wasn’t done freaking out about their situation. She wanted to go home. She wanted to crawl into a big, comfy bed and sleep. She wanted a fucking McDonald’s Happy Meal. She wanted to be anywhere but where she was.

…even though Brittany did look pretty hot fixing a tree house in her bikini.

Yup, Brittany found a tree house. It was totally Swiss Family Robinson and shit. Santana had been stubbornly cooped up in the car when Brittany came running up all excited. Santana let her girlfriend drag her off through the jungle, and not too far from where they had settled was a big tree house high up in the trees. It was made of logs and vines, and it looked completely unsafe and dirty, but that didn’t stop Brittany from climbing up into it.

So Santana found herself sitting on the back of the open SUV, which Brittany had insisted they drive over to park beneath the tree house. And of course, because what kind of fucked up nightmare would it be otherwise, the car was low on gas. Santana gazed up at the tree house and watched while Brittany cleaned out the living space. She had found an old broom made from a tree branch and leaves and started sweeping. Dust, dirt, sticks and leaves fell from the tree house above, and Santana just sat there.

“Come on, Santana,” Brittany finally shouted down to her. She leaned against the not-so-secure looking railing of the tree house and sent her best pout down. “I know this stinks, but we have to make the best of it. And look!” She took a step back and held her hands out, palms up. “We found a house! How lucky is that?”

“Might be a trap,” Santana called up. “How do we know? We don’t know where we are! Or when we are!”

Brittany just sighed and went back to cleaning.

Okay, so yes, Santana felt super guilty, but she still didn’t want to accept the situation that they were in. She didn’t want to believe that it could be real. That there could be actual–

She let out her loudest shriek yet, and she had never moved so fast as she did to get up into that tree house. “Killer! Killer dinosaur! Britt-nyyyyyy!!” She got up the ladder and dove into the house part of the tree house. Brittany jumped and ran to the railing again to look down, and when she did she let out a sigh and relaxed.

“Honey…that’s just a little baby dinosaur…”

“I don’t care what you call it! It’s a killing machine!”

Brittany shook her head, a slight smile on her lips, and stepped back into the house. She walked through and found Santana sitting in a ball under the small wooden table. She crouched down and held a hand out. “C’mere.”

“No. Get us out of here! Take me home! Take me home now!!”

With a small frown on her lips Brittany pushed a chair out of the way and crawled under the table with Santana. She wrapped an arm around her girlfriend and almost immediately the smaller girl climbed into her lap. Brittany could barely sit up under the table, but she closed her arms around Santana and hugged her tightly.

“I know this is scary,” Brittany murmured softly against Santana’s cheek. “I wish I could just take you home, but…I can’t. I’m sorry that I can’t.” She kissed her skin. “But I’m gonna take care of you, okay? I’ll protect you from everything, and we’ll find a way to get home.”

“B-but…what if we don’t? What if we have to live here with these smelly monsters forever? What if-”

“At least we’re here together,” Brittany cut in to her ramblings. She kissed Santana’s cheek again. “We’ll be okay.”

Santana closed her eyes and relaxed against Brittany. While the words didn’t completely soothe her, they did help calm her. She kept quiet for a moment while she tried to slow her fast-beating heart, but then she nodded and opened her eyes. “Wh-what do you want me to do?” She asked in a small voice. She wanted to help. She didn’t want to be there, but she wanted to help Brittany.

Brittany smiled and climbed out from under the table. She pulled Santana with and kept hold of her hand. “Well. First, I want you to put on your bikini, then you’re gonna open that bottle of champagne we brought for the hotel room.”

“And…?”

“And we’re gonna sit right there in the sun and relax. And maybe make out a little.” Brittany grinned.

That brought more of a smile to Santana’s face, and her head shook. “Okay..”

“Good.” Brittany swatted her lightly on the ass. “Now go change. Your clothes are on the bed over there.”

“There’s a bed?”

“Mhmmm…”

Santana walked over to it and wrinkled her nose slightly. “It’s gross, Britt. I’m not sleeping on it, much less doing anything else.”

Brittany walked up behind her and wrapped her arms around her waist. She smirked as she rested her chin on Santana’s shoulder. “We’ve done it in worse places,” she reminded her. Brittany kissed her cheek again. “Now strip.”

****

After three glasses of champagne, Santana wasn’t minding the bed so much. They had started out sitting on the ‘porch’, but the sun became a little too much and they moved back inside. Brittany was currently sitting sideways on the bed so that her feet hung off and her back leaned to the wall. It was a small, single sized bed pressed into the corner of the room, but it was better than nothing. Santana sat perpendicular to Brittany so that her legs were stretched across Brittany’s lap, and her body leaned against Brittany’s.

“Feeling better?” Brittany asked.

“Mmm,” Santana replied with a hum.

That made Brittany giggle, and she took the glass from Santana’s hand to take a sip. She had packed two glasses, just in case, but after her second glass Santana had accidentally dropped it over the railing. Neither had a problem sharing their one remaining glass, but Santana pouted when Brittany took it. She wanted the champagne to herself. God only knew when they would get to drink again.

“Be nice and share,” Brittany admonished playfully.

Champagne always made Santana drunk fast, and it made her silly. It was one of the few drinks that she didn’t get weepy from. Brittany was always amused by Santana drunk on champagne, especially when she lost any remaining filter.

“Um, how ‘bout you be nice and put your hand in my suit.” Santana mumbled. She leaned closer and closed her lips over Brittany’s earlobe. Brittany laughed. “m’serious, Britt. Le’s forget where we are and gets our sexy on.”

Brittany’s eyes closed for a moment at the feel of Santana’s mouth on her, but she opened them again to look her girlfriend over slowly. She was hot. Super, super hot. Brittany ran her hand up Santana’s legs, her hip, and then up the tight plane of her stomach. She edged her fingers underneath the top of Santana’s bathing suit to grab onto one of her boobs.

Santana whined. “Wrong direction.”

“You didn’t say which part of your suit I should put my hand in,” Brittany reasoned. She lowered her head to kiss along Santana’s neck, and Santana stretched her head back to give her more room.

“B-but…”

“Don’t worry, my little Santana-saurus Rex…I’ll get there.” Brittany smirked as she bit down on Santana’s pulse point, and squeezed the warm flesh in her hand. The long moan in her ear turned her smirk into a grin, and she was sure she had effectively taken Santana’s mind off of where they were for the time being.

[softsky-daily]

12/18/2023

If you squint really hard you can see the white speck that is the moon.

Positive thing: I actually finished another book within the day, and I made more yummy fried rice.

The book wasn't that good, but still, it's been a very long time since I've just read through books daily like this. I honestly think it might've been high school when I last read so often. College really kept me too busy and my brain too evaporated to focus on recreational reading so it's nice to get back to it.

I was reading in the middle of work since I had finished literally all the tasks I could think of within like 2 hours and my coworker somehow got me to do all the heavy lifting for some books she wanted to move today. I think I'm mostly annoyed because I just can't understand what she's thinking. It's one thing to be given a task by our boss and she's asking for help, I don't mind that so much since I can understand why she's doing it, but as far as I could tell (and after I questioned her and got a response like "I just feel like they'll want us to move it so let's do it before they ask") there was no reason for us to move them now. I hate doing things for no reason and I especially hate doing things for no reason that someone else roped me into doing for them. Waste my time in a way that's logical or fun at least but if it's completely busy work that you want to do but make me do then get outta here.

Ok I just deleted a whole other paragraph complaining about my coworker and now you're seeing this instead. You've been spared a very long and salty ramble.

Anyway, switching gears so I stop getting re-upset about my coworker, I legit still haven't stopped thinking about 逃げ恥. I've tried to keep quieter about it mostly because the level at which I love it so much is embarrassing to admit but also there's hardly an English audience for it? Which makes sense, but I can't even find gifs or whatever of it on Tumblr and I thought they liked dramas on here. It was a huge phenomenon in Japan, so I've mostly been lurking around random Japanese blogs trying to get my fix on the meta response to the show.

I think if I had to put into words the specific things that make it hit for me specifically I'd list it out like this:

The main female lead literally has a grad degree in clinical psychology so she's me fr. Also I think she's really pretty

The main male lead is respectful and grows so much throughout the show it reminds me of how Tumblr people go crazy for that guy in Pride and Prejudice because he cleans up his act. I also think he's really pretty

A lot of the show is actually a social commentary, which I find fascinating especially from a Japanese context

The romantic shenanigans are so good because they're based on playing with social hierarchies which to me is the coolest way to explore relationship dynamics of any kind

It feels comfortable through the very end, with nothing feeling overly contrived or like they were miscommunicating for no reason

Alright I'll stop myself there or this post will be longer than it already is. I gotta get to work tomorrow good night

[suinumi]

In the 2nd part of Sui’s Terraria book ramble, i am going to talk about my personal favourite of the four:

The Exploration and Adventure handbook! taking on a green colour for its cover.

Well just from seeing who is on the cover, you can probably guess why it is my favourite handbook; the travelling merchant is the one narrating! Also, exploration is legit one of my favourite things to do in video games so the topic is also a nice bonus! Note that I will refer the travelling merchant as TM later on! I’m just lazy so i type out TM instead lmao

There is a lot to unpack here, the idea that the Guide asks around several NPCs to write a series of guide books is actually quite cute. It reminds me of the friendship journal from MLP season 4 since everyone gets to chip in, even if its just small tips and info. Hell, the angler even got a section in this book which i will show later on and i will also mention some head canons about it too!

Also, i feel like the writer does a better job at showing the personalities of the NPCs, which you can probably see from the intro. The skeleton merchant mentions, the TM trying to make this interaction a deal and the admissions quote feels likes something i can see the TM say or do hjbfjnvkd-

More skeleton merchant jabs in the unique sights in the underground page. I just found that quite amusing as this gives me a better idea on how these two merchants probably view each other. Also him suggesting that we sell the crystal hearts to him as a better option. Good grief this guy is such a rat i love it

(Also small mention of everyone’s favourite undead archeologist, thought you’d find that interesting)

IDK WHY but i always found Skeletron page in general struck out to me as quite wholesome. The words of encouragement like “you can do it!” and “Don’t get discouraged if you can’t beat him on your first try” is something i don’t really imagine as something the TM would say but I am not complaining! 15 year old me liked to imagine that he has a little bit of a softer side because of this AND the angler mentions in this book which You’ll see soon >:3

Also the enchanted sword section was quite fun to read as it shows his personality well.

Wanted to put these two pages here because of the guide voodoo doll mention. Bet y’all would like it C:

Furthermore, that omelette analogy really is the cherry on top considering i always feel horrible killing the guide and the TM here is like :D omelettes

ALSO that disclaimer about using the pwn hammer? Legendary and awful at the same time. But jokes said, the Hardmode biome page is probably one of my favourite pages in the book

The unicorn on the stick description kinda speaks for itself

…. a bridge….what….where….how?????

FINALLY i can talk about this, i wasn’t expecting it but I honestly LOVE how the writer gave the TM and the angler a nice friendly relationship. In the ocean biome page, the travelling merchant called the angler his friend and I’m just like ohHHHHHhhh <33333333333

I want to let you know that when he mentions other NPCs, he usually calls them as “colleagues” or “client” as with the guide. So calling the angler is friend is just so scrunkly

What’s more, is that the travelling merchant got the angler to write a section in the book. Even if he had to bribe him, the TM still called him a good kid and just said some nice things about him in general. This part is just so cute and is also why i personally headcanon the TM and angler to be on good terms :>

This is also another reason why I imagine the travelling merchant to have a softer side too :0

This small fishing section is quite a joy to read and this is saying a lot since i dont actually like fishing that much in game ^^;

I can really read and feel the anglers personality in these pages. He such a lil shit and i mean that in a endearing way :>

Aaaand here is the conclusion! I like reading these and the intro because it feels like the NPCs are greeting/ saying their goodbyes.

Finally I want to talk about how the TM literally says “cheerio” that’s like THE most stereotypical British way to say bye and as a Brit, this hits different and i don’t know if that’s a good thing or not. I have never actually said or heard anyone unironically say cheerio in years LMAO

Anyways I headcanon the TM to be British because of this, thank you for coming to my TED talk.

The amount of headcanons for my favourite NPC that i have made because of this book MANNNNN

Like I said, this one is my favourite of the four so FINALLY being able to talk about it was just, such a huge joy for me. I hope you liked me rambling about this handbook. Once again, feel free to share your thoughts, opinions and even headcanons of the NPCs from reading these page shots ^^

Also i found a way to get around that 10 picture limit, I’ll just compile two page shots like in this post. I post from my phone/tablet so the limit isn’t 30, but i think i can manage this! Do let me know if the quality is okay and you can at least read it :0

I will be tackling the Hard-mode Handbook next and we are now halfway through the Terraria handbooks! Don’t feel too down as i also have the Official sticker book to talk about after the guides so i hope that gives you something to look forward to!

See you in the next one! :D

[icedmetaltea]

Update: next day, currently using my own hotspot for the first time (didn't know I could do that), Got 4 hrs of driving done after visiting with family up here for a while, 5 to go tomorrow.

The good news: I only had (at least) 3 panic attacks during the drive. The bad news: I had to live through (at least) 3 fucking panic attacks

Just rambling below, tw for thoughts of self-harm and mild disassociation

Seriously, I spent hours just counting up to hundreds and backwards with my hands to keep myself from having more or worse panic attacks. I did the 1,2,3,4,5 method, breathing exercises, relaxing apps, I forced myself to eat consistently bc of course hunger makes it worse. I did so much and yet I still kept having to ask them to stop so I could go wheeze and wait for my body to stop feeling numb and tingly.

I tried napping but couldn't at all, and of course I barely slept last night so I feel just peachy

I also got extreme urges to cut once we got to the camper park so that's fun. Couldn't go through with it since my parents are in the same vehicle ofc and I don't even know where the knives are (if they have any yet), but I really really wish I could've. Sometimes I need scars to remind myself what I went through was real

Had a mini dissociative ep while I waited for them to prepare the camper. It's set at some farm and for like 15 mins I legit couldn't tell if I was dreaming or not since I've had so many dreams based in farms. I had to urge to walk off into the grass and darkness and just be nobody under the stars for a while

[millenialfanfictionaddiction]

Hey mom how have you been 💞❤️

I haven't been feeling well lately. Not physically just emotionally. You might not know this but I am on the chubbier side of life and sometimes it's really difficult to not have hateful thoughts about myself. All of my friends have been really supportive but sometimes just feel down and I have been having those days.

I just don't feel good about myself lately. Nowadays I don't get that many people committing about my weight or my body and before it was lot but now most are pretty understanding. The thing is my weight gain is purely something that is hormonal. it has nothing to do with any physical intake of any kind. it's just all the hormonal disorder.

I have strangers coming up to me giving me they don't know why it has happened and it usually doesn't bother me. But from the past few days I am just been really low.

I tried to think How fictional characters who are also my coping mechanism would react react normally it works but this time it's really bad.

Sorry for the rant but I really want to get it off my chest.

Love you ❤️💜,

Japan manager anon

You sweet angel 🥺 first off, I totally empathize with this. I've always been bigger. Legit I've been 6'1" and chubby since I was 13. I hit Puerto at like 10 and then stopped growing at 13. It was so frustrating and difficult because I felt like I was so alone and I'm honestly still working on accepting myself. It's not something that just happens overnight and taking your time to do so is really important!

Just know this, people who often say something rude or project their feelings onto others have miserable lives themselves. There is absolutely no need to point out someone else physical appearance to them. Like do they really think we don't see it daily? It blows my mind how rude people can be about someone else's life and I hate that you had/have to deal with that.

Unfortunately, as much as it sucks sometimes fictional characters can't help 😔 as much as I know Bokuto WORSHIPS use chubby people, he's not here to give us the hug and support we need.

But what Bokuto can't fill, let me just say that my Tumblr is always a safe space to vent, ask for help, advice or even if you need any reassurance! You are a beautiful person and you deserve respect and admiration just like anyone else does! Just know that you aren't alone in feeling insecure, it's something alot of us deal with. Sometimes those intrusive thoughts really get to us and honestly, our personal thoughts about ourselves often are the most harmful because it's hard to convince yourself of things.

I literally went thought a stage where I would stand in front of the mirror and tell myself "Tiffany you are deserving of love. You are beautiful and amazing! You can do anything you set your mind too and your worth is not defined by someone's opinion of you." Sometimes those little reminders help, just repeating them throughout the day, or heck even crying them out in the shower. Let me tell you, many of times have I cried in the shower while telling myself I'm deserving of good things.

So however you feel like expressing your feelings, go for it! Cry, scream, laugh, talk to someone, write literally there is no wrong way to feel your own emotions.

I apologize this got so long 😅 I'm hoping I made a point in all that rambling ❤️

Also I'm adding this to potential help cheer you up 🥰

Also can I add 👀 if Team Japan saw you being down on yourself, Aran would literally pick you up (because he's strong 🥵) haul you into the locker room and you'd be like 🧍‍♀️ 😳

And Aran would be like 👉🏻 look how beautiful you are YN! Right now! Say it!

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♀️

Aran 👉🏻 don't make me get Iwaizumi...

You 👉🏻 🧍‍♀️ 👀 I mean you COULD get Iwaizumi...

Aran 👉🏻😐😑 YN

You 👉🏻🙄 I'm beautiful...

Aran 👉🏻 not good enough...

By now Hinata and Bokuto have totally joined you because like 🙌🏻 locker room 🙌🏻 party

Hinata and Bokuto 👉🏻 YN you are so pretty 🥺

Aran 👉🏻 YN...

You 👉🏻 I'm gorgeous, I'm beautiful and I'm perfect just the way I am!

Bokuto and Hinata (featuring Akaashi as Aran 🥰) 👇🏻

Let me be, I'm dealing with very little gif wise 😫

[lover-of-mine]

forgive if i'm overstepping but just wanted you to know is okey to be mad that you feel othey are putting all the emotional weight on you , i have notice there's a weid standard that the woman ,the daughter is supposed to be carrying it without complains and feels on their own , and that's well pardon my french bullshit , if someone is not able to regulate emotionally then maybe the solution is getting to learn those skills instead of passing it to the person "is more equipped for it" that were usually force to learned them because nobody else bother to ,anyway sorry for the ramble i don't pretend to know everything about you or you family i'm just trying to say it's okey you feel that way, and you deserve better, you deserve to have your emotionally needs meet and not be the person "keeping it together for the sake of everyone's else" all the time , all of these is valid and i hope it gets better in any way you wish one day.

First of all, thank you, that's very kind of you to come here and remind me that, second some oversharing bellow.

Okay, so I get why those 2 stories alone make it seem bad, and it is, it was, when my dad was back home from the hospital that time I legit cried for half an hour straight, because he was home, everyone was okay so it was okay for me to let it affect me. And today, my mom got mad at me but I went to get my brother. He's better equipped for the situation, I'm not just gonna manage it because I feel like I have to anymore. But my parents have been better at managing this expectation that was always put on me because I am a woman, my dad a lot more than my mom, but this only started when I was like 20/21 so the damage was already done. We actually had conversations about this because of the situation that made my dad realize that something wasn't right because one time we were over at my grandmother's house and me and my brother were studying since we were both in university at the time and I got yelled at for being lazy and being in my computer all the time (mind you I have a bachelor's in computer science, I literally couldn't study without a computer) and my brother was being praised by being so focused and my dad was like "back up they're doing the same thing" it was the only time I've seen my dad fight my grandmother, it was interesting. But like I have a behavioral therapist, I have a physiatrist, I'm on mood stabilizers, they can't really act as if the shit that happened didn't fuck me up. But they try not to do this type of stuff anymore. But my mom still tends to put things on me that are definitely not supposed to be on me in moments of crisis, my dad tries to correct her but since the situation was about him he wasn't there to do it so it kinda totally triggered me. But honestly it's the thing I work through the most in therapy, it's okay for me to be overwhelmed by some of these situations.

[sorensunn]

My Ramblings on Artem and Rosa’s Dynamic Because Holy Shit I’m Losing It (Part 1 of ?)

okay im running on zero (0) hours of sleep so now im going to ramble about Artem’s birthday card (the 1st one not the 2nd one) because it’s just so fucking good??? I’ll also explain more of the story itself since you need context from his Thin Veil card

which is yknow

hidden by a paywall

but i just NEED to ramble my thoughts out about their dynamic so much

anyhow spoilers for Artem’s 1st birthday card below!!

First context from Thin Veil with quick (very quick) notes

okay

1 ) we find out that Artem is actually a movie critic known as Mockingbird — so if you’ve been confused so far with the current birthday event it’s heavily referencing Thin Veil

2 ) this card introduces the fact that Artem loves movies and heavily enjoys the arts and Rosa goes through the museum of movies with him essentially

3 ) due to his love of movies this is what makes Rosa decide to make a scene of his favorite movie for his birthday

okay now onto the birthday card and ill explain more as we go

first off this is absolutely adorable

it’s just??? so funny how Rosa was like: this was my favorite seat because it’s the perfect length from the board so i can see everything and in case i come in late i can sneak in!

and Artem goes: me too <3 — except for the coming in late part — more like he had to leave early because he had to meet with clients after classes like a NERD (affectionate)

next i love the relationship between Rosa and Artem during this card so much

okay so we all know by now that Rosa and Artem had a slight rough(?) start due to the fact that Artem was her boss so it makes sense why it was slightly awkward in the beginning

like why is my boss trying so hard to get to know me

but it’s also the fact that he’s Artem Wing

easily one of the most well known men and is highly intelligent — capable — can easily destroy your reasonings — with a 99% win rate — any person would be intimidated by this tbh because of the fact he seems untouchable

but he’s not

he’s legit a dork and it’s so funny to me

im going to share some notes i took on Artem months back — and i mean months back — prepare yourself it’s a lot of words

i won’t lie i don’t remember fully writing this i must’ve hit a stroke of genius at 2 am and thought: i need to analyze the FUCK out of Artem Wing Right Now otherwise I’ll lose my mind

reminder: this was months ago and i had a vague idea of where they were going to take Artem’s character — part of it i got from the Lost Gold Event (which was the first event if i remember correctly) and some leaks i managed to see about the future cards

i also got Thin Veil early on as i am Not F2P — but i would say a good chunk of it still holds true

to a certain extent that is

Artem over time has grown to understand himself more and to become more assured with his relationship with Rosa and it helps that she’s actually starting to take in the role of being his partner — im saying this in a platonic sense due to the fact i find it fascinating

she’s seen more and more sides of Artem that no one usually sees — because of this Rosa changes how she acts with him

and the change is pretty big

Rosa before the most recent cards (birthday, electrifying night, the por una cabeza card — you get the gist) wouldn’t have even thought about comforting Artem like this

during the beginning of their partnership you see Rosa struggle with trying to comfort Artem without being Personal

if i had the brain power i would search through when exactly this happens but from my current memory it happens on multiple occasions where Rosa is speechless or gets cut off from comforting

but Rosa has changed immensely since the start

before she seemed pretty unsure of herself — doubting and second guessing her choices and decisions which led to quite a number of moments where she didn’t know what to really do

which makes the change even fucking better

with the recent card stories + chapters of the Main Story we got to watch her become more bold, more comfortable with her ideas and thoughts, less second guessing and more Doing

her growth as a character made me super happy — im like a proud parent watching their child become self assured and independent and going out into the world thriving

due to this change her relationships with The Boys have also changed

the whole teams dynamic is amazing to me and i like to put them under my little spotlight and analyze them or think about them — silly all of em

BUT MOVING ON BEFORE I GO ON A TANGENT ABOUT THE WHOLE TEAMS DYNAMIC WITH EACH OTHER

the point is they’re less awkward and more of: “we’re partners” as they look at each other with gentle smiles and tender eyes and feeling secure with one another and with their own individual feelings

if that makes sense god i hope my rambling is making sense

God he loves her so much it hurts me

like yeah obviously in a romantic way but also in that caring way you look at someone and go: i would do anything for you and I’ll stick by your side through thick and thin

this change in their dynamic was exactly what i was waiting for — because in a way this is Artem figuring out his own emotions yknow

because like i said at the start he relied heavily on the Psychology to Love Book that Celestine gave to him

but now he’s pushing more away from that and it’s becoming just natural to him to act and react this way

to say all of these things without embarrassment and being wholeheartedly into it

and honestly i think that’s fucking beautiful

now here’s the fun part

THIS IS ONLY THE START TO THE STORY CARD

THIS THING IS MASSIVE!!! AND HAS SO MUCH GOING ON

so im going to make this into part 1 of i have no clue?? we’ll see how much it takes for me to get through to this HEHDB

[rin-itoshi]

kisses . genshin impact (pt. 2)

> summary: places the genshin boys kiss you other than the lips (ft. bennett, chongyun, razor, xiao, xingqiu, zhongli)

> content: fluff , gn!reader , ooc(?idk)

here’s part one!

# BENNETT

where: your palm!

why: this man does not know how to stfu, so when you have to forcefully shush him, your palm is the best spot for his lips to kiss.

“It’s awfully quiet today,” you murmured as you turned on your heels, hearing the whirlwind of a boy coming your way. He nearly tumbled—so close to crashing at your feet but fortunately caught himself before he could hit the ground. He stood up straight, dusting his clothes with a breathy laugh before yelping out a pained, “Ow!”

“What happened?” You ask as you reach out to cup his face, checking his head and skin for any injuries.

The male chuckled with a closed eyed smile, “I got hit by a rock!” His voice echoed within the city, making you slightly cringe when your ears ached. He was quick to go off on a tangent, babbling about some nonsense that made you even more confused than before.

“Bennett,” you call out to grasp his attention. The moment he turned your way, you slapped a hand over his mouth with an amused smile. “I know you’re excited and want to talk, but we should move away from the Knights of Favonius headquarters before Captain Kaeya kills us.”

He kissed your palm gently, eliciting a ticklish sensation in your hand that made you pull away. Before you could do anything about his sneaky kisses, he grabbed your hand and began dragging you away, talking about some adventure team he was putting together.

# CHONGYUN

where: your shoulders!

why: he likes the smoothness of your shoulder when he lays down behind you and can rest easily without being judged.

The bedroom door creaked open to reveal the blue haired male who stood in the doorway with a pensive look on his face. Upon seeing you lying in your shared bed, he exhaled deeply and you could practically see relief wash over is features. “[y/n],” he breathed out as he shuffled into the room, scurrying over the bed to climb onto the silk sheets and lay himself in the spot behind you.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling your body into his chest as gently as possible. As hesitant as he was, he was way too tired to be reluctant about holding you even thought you clearly felt the same need for touch as him. “’m so tired.”

After a long day of training, he was exhausted and was in desperate need of your touch in order to replenish the energy he had depleted earlier that day. It was only much better now that you were both living together and were able to cuddle as much as needed after work.

“Welcome home, my love.”

He buried his face in the crook of your neck, doing his absolute best to push away the strong emotions that burned inside of his heart. He refused to flare-up in front of you ever again, but with you unknowingly doing things to stir him up, he was always struggling to keep calm.

Peppering kisses along your shoulders, you felt a shiver run down your spine at the cold sensation of his lips on your skin. It was a blissful feeling, warming up your heart with love despite how cold his body truly was. Too beautiful.

# RAZOR

where: your eyelids!

why: this one may sound weird but he just gets curious when he keeps watch and tends to do it without a thought.

Razor stood tall at the peak of the mountain that you both temporarily resided on. His chin was held high, chest puffed out with a sense of responsibility flowing through his veins at the thought of watching over you while you slept to keep you out of harms way. It wasn’t necessarily a demanding duty but for you, it meant a thousand times more than it usually would have.

The boy approached your sleeping body. You were rested on the ground under his jacket that barely shielded you from the cold weather tonight presented to you both. He gently tugged his jacket further up your body, covering your arm that had been slightly exposed.

You were cute like this, sleeping so peacefully with so much trust in the guy who could barely communicate yet you loved him so much. It was amazing.

Subconsciously, he bent down and placed a chaste kiss on your eyelid. You stirred in your sleep, forcing him to jolt away in surprise before settling when you murmured something sleepily, smiled and then relaxed. Your behavior was new to him and yet, it brought so many different feelings into his heart. Unknowing to you, he smiled genuinely and patted your head gently.

“You rest. I keep watch.”

# XIAO

where: your forehead!

why: he just thinks it is less embarrassing than trying to kiss you on the lips openly + less chances of him getting denied the kiss.

His expression was rather dark as you stood in front of one another. It looked like he was thinking deeply about something but you brushed it off, assuming it was just his way of sulking since you two were about to split for the night.

“I packed you some Almond Tofu, so you can eat some on your way back. I also got you a jacket to wear since it might be a little cold in the evening. I know you don’t sleep and stuff, so I just wanted to make sure you were okay.” Your rambling about his well-being wasn’t new to him, which is why he didn’t interrupt you. He watched with the same dark expression that seemed scary but if you looked closely, you would see just how soft those eyes had become after spending so much time with a “mere human” like you.

Grasping you by the back of you head, he pulled you forward and leaned in briskly, kissing your forehead softly before pulling away and turning around. You barely had a second to recover as he adjusted his mask on his face and disappeared from your sight, muttering nothing but a simple, “be careful.”

You smiled at the tingling sensation on you skin, knowing he had only escaped to avoid feeling any type of emotion after kissing you so brazenly. As mean as Xiao seemed, he really was a simpleton with you.

# XINGQIU

where: the back of your hand!

why: do i have to explain?

“Xingqiu, where are we going?” You asked with a tired smile on your lips as you allowed yourself to be dragged along this upward slope with no set destination in mind. The boy simply laughed, pulling you faster until you were nearly tripping over your own feet. By the time you had planned to complain once more, he came to an abrupt stop and you almost bumped into his body if it wasn’t for your quick senses. “Where are we?”

“Take a look, my liege. Quite fascinating, is it not?” He said as he took a seat on the branch perched on the top of the hill, big enough for the two of them to sit on. You plopped beside him, admiring the sun that was beginning to set while Xingqiu opened a book to the page he had left off on.

“My life seems fulfilled when I am sat here with a book in my hands and you by my side. Don’t you agree?” HIs words were sincere, surprisingly void of that mischievous tone he usually had these days.

“I’m not particularly fond of books like you, but I am extremely fond of you. So, yes, I do agree.” You said with a cheesy smile, leaning in his direction. The boy abruptly stood up, and you rose an eyebrow in confusion.

Bending his body slightly, he held out his hand to you until you placed yours on top of his. Once you did so, he pressed his lips to the back of your hand and flashed you an easy smile. “With this, I owe my life to you, my liege. A vow much greater than marriage.”

# ZHONGLI

where: your lips!

why: I legit couldn’t think of a non-lips spot so i gave up. mans just likes the way your lips taste like his favorite wine. two good things.

He admired his cup with bright eyes, absolute taken with the way it tasted on his tongue and hadn’t changed in all these years. It was a beautiful emotion that was a mixture of happiness and nostalgia, plus a bit of romance considering he was here with the one he loved.

“What do you think?” Zhongli asked, eyes full of curiosity as he turned in your direction. You hadn’t said anything all night and he assumed you weren’t enjoying the wine he had presented to you so happily.

On contrary, it was way too good to be wasted, so you chose to drink it slowly in order to savor the beautiful taste that somehow reminded you of Zhongli himself. Maybe it was because he talked about this wine too much.

“It tastes good,” you murmur, leaning into his side to gain a bit of warmth from the male who shared the emotion, leaning into your touch.

You glanced up at him, smiling softly when you already saw his eyes on you. “Stop staring so impolitely. Where are your manners?” You asked jokingly, giggling softly when Zhongli looked down and chuckled.

Leaning in, he cupped your cheek and smashed your lips together. He could taste the Osmanthus wine on you and it nearly made him melt into the kiss that he had long suppressed.

When he pulled away, a small smile settled into his lips, satisfaction in his eyes. “Osmanthus wine tastes the same as I remember.”

a/n: finally, I finished it. im going to bed now uhhdhfjf (idk if i’ll ever do other characters but we’ll see)

[cassmastersass]

DM: Time to get out the Monster Manual, or as some people like to call it: the Waifu Catalogue.

Me: WHAT.