#made myself extremely sad doing this (T T)

[mousydentist]

Barcode Tinnasit Isarapongporn as Non and Ta Nannakun Pakapatpornpob as Phee in Dead Friend Forever

Some PheeNon haiku by me (eng translation below)

俺たちの　「嘘つかない」の　約束を、

俺なんて　守れなかった。　まだ俺を

愛してる　のを頼んでる。　行かないで。

君なしで　俺が、必��　死んじゃうよ。

The promise we made, to not lie,

I couldn't keep it.

I'm begging you to still love me. Don't leave.

Without you, I'll surely die.

[galedekarios]

more gale & tara epilogue stuff

tara's epilogue conversation is so extremely devastating if gale sacrificed himself. since i can't bring myself to play it, i thought i'd look at it in the files and share what i find here.

tara can be found at camp and this is how the conversation with the player begins:

Tara the Tressym: Oh, hello, darling. I was hoping to see you. Withers informed me about this little get-together and I thought I'd show my whiskers.devnote Tara the Tressym: I can almost feel Gale here. Among his friends - in you. Some part of him remains, doesn't it? devnote: Gale has died so she's very sad and nostalgic.

this devnote is repeated for almost every line for tara in this convo.

from here, the player has various options to reply. i'll be going through them in order.

the first is one where the player points out the magically conjured image of himself that gale left behind in case of his permanent death:

Player: Well, his magical ghost is still here, if that's what you mean. Tara the Tressym: That thing's no more than a shadow of the real man. A nonsense. Though it captures some of his more insufferable qualities...

the second option is the player saying that they are feeling something similar, a presence that reminds them of gale:

Player: It does, Tara. I can feel his presence too. Tara the Tressym: A crackling in the air, isn't it? That flair of magic and mischief.

despite the tragedy of it all, i do love tara describing gale's presence as 'that flair of magic and mischief'. it's so very sweet and sad, especially remembering just long she's known him.

perhaps here she remembers the boy who accidentally set the rose bush on fire and cried, just as elminster does. or perhaps the boy who summoned a magma mephit, causing chaos, but also making a lifelong friend.

the third option is to tell tara that you miss gale, too, and this honestly made me tear up:

Player: I miss him too, Tara. Tara the Tressym: That's good. We should miss him. He was such a lovely fellow. Proud as a peacock, but... my little love. Tara the Tressym: Oh, what I wouldn't give to snuggle up on his lap one more time. Just once would do. Player: Would a fuss from me make you feel better?

"He was such a lovely fellow. Proud as a peacock, but... my little love."

PROUD AS A PEACOCK BUT... MY LITTLE LOVE

M Y L I T T L E L O V E

this is obviously completely fine so i'll continue with the fourth option:

Player: You can snuggle up in my lap later, if you like. Tara the Tressym: Oh, I couldn't possibly... unless... well, perhaps it's not a terrible idea. Gale would be quite pleased to know we've made friends, wouldn't he?

it's clear that tara needs some comfort. despite her stiff upper lip approach to most news devastating to her and the thin veneer of control she puts on here.

the fifth option is expressing that you know how she feels:

Player: I know how you feel. Tara the Tressym: Ah, to lose the one you love the most. What a terrible thing.

the sixth option is rather callous and tara's response to it once again heartbreaking:

Player: Alas, you can't. Tara the Tressym: No. Not in this life, at least.

the last option again shows tara's true grief at what happened:

Player: He's gone. We have to accept that. Tara the Tressym: I suppose we do. But I certainly wish we didn't.

most of these different options lead to the end of the conversation with tara, where she invites the player to visit her and morena in waterdeep:

Tara the Tressym: Perhaps you'd be willing to come meet Gale's mother, some time? She misses him so - and I know it would do her heart a world of good to discuss her son with someone who knew him as he was.

again, the player has various choices to either accept or refuse her invitation. i won't go through them all and you can read for yourself in the screenshot i provided. but i do want to look at these two options here:

Tara the Tressym: Perhaps you'd be willing to come meet Gale's mother, some time? She misses him so - and I know it would do her heart a world of good to discuss her son with someone who knew him as he was. Player: I'd love to, but I'm leaving Faerûn after tonight. Tara the Tressym: Well if you ever come back do look us up in Waterdeep. Surname 'Dekarios'. I'd enjoy the chance to reminisce about the good man we knew.

i'm once more reminded of that one line in elminster's letter and i feel so sad for morena:

Does he live within his mother’s ageing heart, weeping for those roses? 

2.

Player: I'll consider it. Tara the Tressym: See that you do. We'd love to have you. Things have been rather quiet without himself cluttering up the place.

which made me think about gale's line that his tower has never been so free of clutter ever since he had to deal with his condition.

anyhow, i hope this was interesting to some of you!

[sunboki]

hi august!! it’s 🍭 anon from your blurboki blog!! i just had the worst shift of my entire life. i had to close my whole store down by myself after working 12 hours at two different jobs while running on two hours of sleep and i was so behind that i was there an hour past my scheduled shift. if you have the time, could you give me headcanons of how skz would comfort a stressed reader coming home from work and breaking down in front of them;( my boys are the only thing keeping my sanity right now. i hope you’ve had a good day today, and your mom is so cute for those minsung texts<33

🧷 SKZ COMFORTING YOU AFTER A STRESSFUL DAY

・ including. ot8

・ warnings crying, nicknames, mental breakdowns, angst

note. rushing to write this as fast i can because you deserve it for being so unbelievably sweet and incredible. you’re doing amazing i hope you know that, and please, even if it’s hard to make time while being so busy, make time to take care of yourself, okay? i recommend watching episodes 33, 52, and 61 of chan’s room, they’re some of my favorite comfort watches <3

CHAN hates when you cry. He hates it so much it makes him feel sick to his stomach. He could still perfectly remember how your voice had shook, looking so utterly sad and broken and it made him feel like everything was his fault—that he should’ve done better. Better at protecting you, caring for you, everything. Not like he didn’t before, just better. Urging you to take deep breaths and listen to him as he spoke, he pulled you into his chest, helping calm your frantic heart down. “It’s going to be okay, listen to me baby, you’re okay.” Chan whispered, soul splintering into pieces from your fragile hiccups against his t-shirt, sounding so fragile and pained. Oh what he would give to kiss all your worries away, hug you close to him for eternity—till you never felt this way ever again. He would. He’d stay here all night—no, his entire life—if that’s what it took.

MINHO kicked his feet as he walked back to your place, plastic bag filled with snacks from the convenience store swinging aimlessly beside him. Though suddenly his phone began ringing, face lighting up upon seeing your number. “Jagi~ did you miss m-“..Min.. can you come home faster please? I really need you right now.” Something was wrong. Very wrong. He’d never stopped in his tracks so fast, bag long abandoned behind him as he sprinted as fast as he could. Basically slamming into the door with panic before collecting you—who was curled up on the floor—into his arms and hushing your rambles, rocking back and forth as he let you cry, cry and cry until you murmured that your face hurt from the tears and he eased you to fall asleep, giving your lips an open kiss as your head tipped back against his shoulder, finally succumbing to the exhaustion. Minho didn’t need to know what happened, what was wrong. He didn’t care, you could save that for later. Right now, he needed to make sure his love was safe and warm.

CHANGBIN looked up from his phone as the key to the door clicked, awaiting you with upturned lips and happiness-filled crescent moon eyes. That was, before you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth, choking on the bubbling sob threatening to climb up your throat. It was like slow-motion watching you crumble, and he immediately grabbed your hands and led you to the foot of your shared bed, giving your hands soft squeezes. A silent, ‘I’m here, so don’t be afraid to talk to me.’ Speaking words that didn’t need to be spoken. Changbin was good at that. “I’m just so overwhelmed with work and life and today was beyond shitty. And it’s unbelievably hard sometimes to exist, y’know?” He nods in response, appearing equally upset. Watching you break down is extremely difficult for him, but he knows this is how you recover, how you get through this and he can’t interfere. Without saying anything, the rapper stares at you so lovingly, beckoning you into a long, cozy hug as he pats the top of your head.

HYUNJIN could see the heart-breaking glossiness of your eyes before any words were shared between you two. Simultaneously, he lifted a finger to your lips, brows lifted expectantly. “Shh.. not yet, not yet. Wait, sweetness.” Then proceeds to wrap you into a blanket burrito and turn on disney movies at low volume while you’re pulled into his lap on the couch, all in a matter of thirty seconds. He runs gentle fingers along your cheeks, trailing up to thumb away stray tears dappling your under eyes. So, so delicate, like someone could snap the line of carefulness with a dull butter knife. Hyunjin listens to you attentively, as if you were the only thing existent in the moment. He listens and listens and listens some more, letting you release all the built up anxiety and stress drowning you. Once you finish, he ever-so slightly tips your chin to kiss him, hands cupping either side of your face. “We’re going to get through this together, trust me.”

HAN’s entire expression shifts instantly, brows knitting with concern and eyes growing wide. “Baby?” Head snapping up, he frantically nods, debating on what his first move should be. “Could I.. cry? For a second.” You shakily ask, and to say his heart broke was an understatement. “Baby, you never have to ask. Now c’mere.” He meekly smiles, patting the spot on the couch beside him. Turns out, your boyfriend isn’t as strong as you thought, because a mere ten minutes into your crying and he joins, whining jumbled sentences in between sobs about how he plans to beat up whoever’s responsible until you begin laughing at him and he cries even more because: “I love you so much— stop laughing~” and “I don’t understand why you’re laughing, this is sad!” Not to mention this crying fiasco eventually leads to the both of you fast asleep sprawled on the couch, snacks and drinks scattered everywhere as emotional support. Nonetheless, you could always count on Jisung to be there for you, cry with you, laughing with you, anything. Always.

FELIX throws off his oven mitts upon hearing your bag hit the floor, but what he hadn’t expected at the door were heavy tears steaming down your face, sniffing profusely to replace the air quickly snatched from your lungs with each breath. He falters, assessing the situation at hand. You’re incapable of talking, mind racing too fast too properly react. Although, without fail, Felix ushers you into a chair, pulling his own up to sit in front of you. Big, mystifyingly beautiful brown orbs study your face, kindly making eye-contact in the midst of your blinking. Reassurance, kindness. Felix is undeniably patient, undeniably kind. He disappears, scouring through cabinets to return with a small dessert and an equally small fork. Tediously cutting a small bite, he holds the treat up to you, humming like a proud mother watching her baby eat when you take a bite. One by one, more and more bites. More humming, more light touches brushing away sticky strands of hair plastered onto your face. Quiet. Your apartment is quiet and has been since you returned. No one has said a word, but Felix seems to always find a way to say how much he loves and cares for you.

SEUNGMIN can tell. Even on the most normal of days, he can tell. Like today, when you nonchalantly kissed his cheek like you usually did and retreated into the bedroom, he could tell. A shift in the air. Subtle, but a shift in the air, because when he walked in afterwards, leaning forward where you sat, laptop placed on your desk, he watched you stifle a billowing noise before the wave crashed and you buried your face in your hands. “I can’t keep doing this, Seungmin.” Using his name like that, not Minnie or Min, but Seungmin told him all he needed to know. Wrapping himself around you from behind, he sighed softly. “I know you’re tired, and I know you want to stop but you’re doing good. You’ve been doing good, so please don’t let this bad day ruin better days in the future. ‘M so proud of you.” He mumbles against your neck, leaving chaste kisses there. For Seungmin, your boyfriend that (playfully) picked fun at you to be saying things like this meant a lot. You couldn’t contain the tears after that. “I love you, Minnie.” — “No, ‘love you more.” — “Are you sure?” — “Nope.” — “Hey!”

JEONGIN struggles to make out your shape in the darkness, laying in bed where he’d been waiting for you. Today you returned late, stuttering over every chance of communicating as you clumsily slipped into bed beside him. He immediately raised up, nudging you closer to him to cuddle. “Mm love, what’s going on, tell me.” He asked, tone low from sleep. “I don’t want to talk about it, ‘just want you, Innie.” He cracks a weak smile, burying his face in your collarbone. “Then I’m here, for you.” Jeongin hums, allowing you to mumble your frustrations and thoughts without complaint, trying to reply his best while feeling himself drift off periodically. Eventually, you both fall asleep beside each other, limbs tangled and hair splayed in all directions. In the morning he helps ice your puffy eyes, big hands holding onto your hips gently as your back lean against him, both brushing your teeth. And you decide, with Jeongin, nothing can be wrong. Nothing can hurt, nothing bad will last. He’s safe. You love him.

sunboki, may 2022 ©

[mkmas]

Jude Jazza Fever Event Story Translation

*This story belongs to cybird

* I wasn’t sure how to interpret some sentences to english so it might not be smooth

* ⚠️ this story is suggestive

It was this morning when Roger asked me to take care of Jude who caught a cold.

I don’t think Jude will obediently agree to be nursed. I’m sure he’ll turn me away.

But I heard he used to have weak bronchial tubes, and I was asked to do it anyway.

Somehow I managed to rouse myself from my reluctance and came to the infirmary.

Kate: Jude, how are you feeling?

Jude: Ha it’s you. Did you come to make fun of me?

Jude was resting on the infirmary bed with sweat on his forehead.

His voice is thin and weak, he does not have his usual high spirits

Kate: I’m here to take care of Jude.

Jude: Ha what a waste. I’m sure that quack doctor made you do it.

Kate: I won’t deny that I was asked to do it but.. Wouldn’t it be nice to believe in someone’s kindness?

Jude: What are you saying to a businessman/merchant? If you can’t see it then it’s basically nothing.

……I knew he’d react like this.

Even though his body is weak from his cold, his cruelty remains unchanged.

Kate: Anyway… I won’t give up in taking care of Jude, so just accept it quietly.

Kate: Even if you tell me not to get involved or that I’m annoying… I would be sad if something happened to Jude.

Jude:……

Jude:……. Fine. If you’re satisfied with what you’re doing, you can do whatever you want, even if it’s nursing.

Kate: Eh? You won’t mind if I take care of you?

I was surprised at how easily I was accepted, I expected him to reject me coldly.

Jude: Hah... What’s with that stupid face? Did you expect to get rejected?

Kate: ….. Well it’s Jude after all.

Jude: You’re so persistent, even if I kick your ass you’ll stick around.

Jude: Well it’s a pain to deal with each person like that. Just do what you have to do and quickly go home.

Kate: I understand.

Jude: What kind of nursing are you going to give me?

Kate: Then, I will unbutton your shirt to wipe off your sweat first.

Jude: Yes, yes….

I put my hand on Jude’s button, which he accepts quietly.

However-

I can’t take off people’s buttons well…!

Jude: What’s wrong?

Kate: I-I’m sorry, I’ll take it off right away.

Jude: Do you need a role model to take you off your clothes?

Jude’s hand reaches out to unbutton my clothes with skillful hands.

Kate: Hey, wait a minute….

Jude: I’ll show you how it’s done until you can get me out of my clothes.

Jude: Let’s hope you can take it off, while you still have something to wear, hm?

Kate:….ugh.

After being cornered, I was fast. I managed to unbutton Jude’s shirt.

Kate: Done… Anyway, Jude why didn’t you take it off yourself?

Jude: You wanted to take it off first.

Kate:Hey, don’t say it in a misleading way…!

After adjusting my own disordered clothes, I wiped Jude’s chest and neck with a hot towel.

Meanwhile, Jude let me wipe his body like he was a cat.

He can’t even complain, I guess I’m lucky.

Jude: Ha…., Hah….

Jude’s occasional sighs and groans, which doesn’t even sound like a groan was seductive.

Every time my ears picked up the sound, a shiver ran down my spine.

(…. What am I thinking? Jude is in pain….)

The way Jude was frowning and breathing out shallowly, was extremely provocative. (T/N: FOCUS GIRLL)

When I could see the outline of his body through the towel, I tried my best to look away. I felt embarrassed.

Kaye: …. It’s finished.

I moved away from the bed, to shake off my thoughts.

Jude: Hah… Thanks for the naughty nursing.

Kate: It was normal!

He was given both food and medicine, so now I feel relieved….

I only took care of him for awhile, but I’m tired…

Jude won’t be able to rest well if I’m here anyway, so let’s call it a day.

Kate: Well, I’ll be going now. If you need anything, ring the bell.

Jude: Can you get me some water before you go? My throat…

Jude:…. Ugh.

Suddenly, Jude started coughing badly.

He bends his back as if in pain, and his cough showed no signs of stopping.

He wants water, maybe if it moistens his throat it’ll go away….?

I don’t know…. Even if I give him a cup, it’ll spill before he can get it into his mouth.

I hurriedly took a mouthful of water and-

Jude: O.O

I gave Jude the mouthful of water with my mouth.

After confirming he has swallowed, I released my lips.

Kate: That’s good… The coughing stopped…

Jude: What’s good about that…. You idiot, you’ll catch my cold.

Jude: Why else do you think I let you nurse me obediently?

Kate: Eh….?

Come to think of it, it was only when I got close that Jude didn’t talk much….

The reason he obediently allowed me to take care of him was so that I could go home early……….?

I realized now that he was considerate of not spreading his cold to me.

Kate: I’m sorry I didn’t know. But I wanted to help Jude.

Jude: Tch… That kinda thing really pisses me off.

Jude’s hand presses the back of my head, and our lips which were once separated, met again.

Kate:…. Hnnn!

The hot tongue that had broken into my lips greedily entwined my tongue and sucked it tight.

Kate: ……Fu, Nnn…….

As if to stop my resistance, the kisses were deep and rough, enough to feel a slight pain.

Kate: Hah…. Hah….. Hah…… Hey, what are you doing?

Finally released and out of breath, I glared at Jude.

Jude: Punishment for carelessness of other people’s consideration.

Jude spat out the words in a frustrated way.

What he said was true and I couldn’t think of anything to say back, so I left the infirmary like I was running away.

——————-

Kate:………..Ugh

Once it starts, a cough that doesn’t go away often results in a sore throat.

A few days after nursing Jude, I was in bed with a cold.

Jude: Yes you look good. You deserve it.

Kate: Jude!? Why are you here……

Kate: Could it be…. You came to visit me?

Jude: I’m not here to visit, I came to nurse you.

Kate: Nursing…..?

Jude: I don’t like leaving debts unpaid.

Jude sits on a stool in the room and twirls the skin of an apple with a knife beginning to peel it.

As I gazed at the beautiful curls of the skin, I thought about the time I had nursed him.

Jude’s right, I deserved it.

But I couldn’t leave Jude alone when he was suffering.

I guess this is a “beautiful thing” in Jude’s opinion. But still, some things can’t be twisted.

….If I say it in front of Jude, will I be punished again?

A kiss so violent it almost took me away without a trace.

I gently touched my lips with my fingers, feeling the heat of his tongue still lingering.

Jude: Sorry to get your hopes up, but I'm not going to nurse you in the way you did.

Kate:…… I don’t have such expectations.

Jude: Heehhh.

Jude laughs, looking unconvinced by my reply.

I guess I’m gonna get some nasty nursing. I don’t mind it… because of the heat I shared with him.

End

(T/N: A couple that shares diseases together stays together🫶 (jk). I loved how they showed how considerate Jude is… Also Kate got to see him shirtless and we don’t that’s unfair hm. One important point is that Jude can still skillfully unbutton someone’s shirt even when he’s sick 👀)

[slayfics]

HEY since u said it was alright to request, I've been thinking about something for a While and i rlly like angst but i dont know if u rlly write that, I've only seen a bit in the muichiros mansion chapters, but i can rarely find the type of mui angst i want but basically its something like mui leaving us or something like that, IDK JS HEARTBREAKING ANGST IG😰😰 bc i love the pain and suffering once i see angst of a character leaving🫶🫶

HAVE A GREAT DAY/NIGHT<333 TYSM

Muichiro breaks up with you.

You felt all the tension you had been caring for day finally release at receiving a crow from Muichiro. Ever since you heard of the upper demons attacking Swordsmith Village where Muichiro was you had not got a minute of sleep.

Finally not only was he safe, but healed as well. You had missed him dearly when he was gone and you felt butterflies in your stomach when you read his letter.

His letter indicated he wanted to talk to you as soon as possible about something extremely important. You made your way over to the usual spot you and Muichiro spent time together. A comfortable spot under a shady tree by the lake.

It filled your heart with joy just knowing you’d be in his company soon. You wanted nothing more than to let him know how dear he really was to you.

It wasn’t that you didn’t know how dangerous being a demon slayer was before, but when hearing he was up against an upper demon reality harshly set in. Any day it was possible that the two of you would be spending your last moments together.

You were beginning to get lost in thought when Muichiro arrived and sat down next you.

“Tokito!” You exclaimed and tightly embraced the Hashira.

“Hello…” he said, remaining still and not returning your affections in any way. This made your heart sink. Was something wrong?

“I’m sorry, I suppose I should have asked how you were healing first,” you said carefully letting go of the Hashira.

“Oh my body is healed… but I’m not quite myself yet,” he said, cryptically.

“Is everything ok? What happened in the village?” You asked hastily, concern overflowing from you.

“Well it appears I’ve recovered all my memories,” Muichiro said gently placing a hand on his head.

“Tokito, that’s wonderful!” You exclaimed with a big grin. However, the Hashira demeanor remained unpleasant.

“Yes and no…” he said, zoning off. You stayed silent hoping for him to elaborate. “The memories I recovered weren’t pleasant ones…”

You searched for comforting words but nothing came to mind other than, “Tokito, I’m so sorry.”

“No you see I am here to apologize,” he said, turning to face you. “What I uncovered has been more than I can process… you see it is a burden all on its own and… I don’t think I can effectively maintain our relationship while I go through this.” He said, watching you carefully.

You felt as though time had stopped. You searched his eyes hoping to see some indication that this was a joke. However, the Hashira’s eyes were as stern as ever. You tried to speak but it felt as though the air had been ripped out of your lungs.

“T-Tokito- I can help,” you muttered, pitifully as tears formed in your eyes.

“I appreciate your concern but you see… this is something I wish to go through on my own.” He said, gently grabbing your hand. “Please do not be sad, you’ve done nothing wrong. You’re a magnificent person. I hope you understand.”

You searched for words but nothing came. What were you supposed to say? If he wanted to be alone then that was the end of the conversation, wasn’t it? You looked down at his hand holding yours and hot anger flashed through you. How dare he touch you while he’s ripping your heart in two. You forcefully pulled your hand back.

Muichiro winced in response. He knew you’d be hurt but seeing it now was too much to handle. He had enough trauma to process and he was already overflowing with pain.

“I respect your decision, but I don’t understand.” You finally spat your anger getting the best of you. “You have a lot to process, that’s fair, but I could have supported you through that. Nothing is easier alone, Tokito.”

“Everyone processes things differently,” he said pleadingly, hoping to help you understand. “Maybe one day when I’m better we can try again.”

Your anger was a burning rage now ready to fully unleash. Did he really think he could hurt you and expect you to forgive him so easily when he was ready to start again?

“You can’t rip my feelings to shreds and just expect me to wait around for you, Tokito. Things don’t always work on your terms.” You said with venom in your voice.

Muichiro took a deep breath, tears now lining his own eyes. “Yes, you’re right. I don’t expect you to wait around. You deserve to be happy and if you find someone else before I’m ready… well, I wish you the best.”

“I wish I could say the same to you,” you said again, even more nasty than the last time.

Your statement seemed to be the last blow Muichiro could take as the tears dropped freely from his eyes. He turned around not wanting to face you anymore. He tried to muster up what he could to say goodbye but the lump in his throat was too much, so he parted his way silently leaving you alone.

Now alone your anger melted into despair as sobs that sounded too strong to be your own escaped you. All this time you were excited to see Muichiro, but you never expected this outcome.

You walked home as sobs still escaped you from time to time. Finally approaching your house you froze in shock at the sight you were met with.

Your estate was covered in origami cranes of varying sizes and shapes. You blinked and rubbed your eyes believing you were imagining them. However, the cranes remained and the longer you looked the more you seemed to see.

You walked up to the door where a letter was hanging that read:

Till we meet again.

-Tokito

You grabbed the letter and held it to your chest tears streaming once more. I hope you didn’t take me seriously Muichiro you thought to yourself. Of course, I’d wait for you, I’d wait lifetimes for you. Please once you’re ready run back to me.

Thank you for the very angsty request! I hope I did it justice and you enjoy~

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@aeolia18 @yandere-kou @sakurasunkiss @hashiroses @plvuii @snowmist-hashira

[sunflowerrosewood]

First Night at the Mansion ~ Oswald Cobblepot

Author's Note: Since my other account @cheekyredwillow got deleted. I am adding some of my favorite fanfictions to this account and revamping this one with new ones. I hope to make an actual list of fandoms I am still a fan of! NO requests for the time being.

I'm sad some of these Gotham stories are missing from mine but I do have a few so here we go!

No warnings. F/c stands for favorite color.

~~~

You have been dating Oswald Cobblepot for about a year now. Oswald invited you over to his mansion and mentioned you spending the night. You were quite worried about spending the night with Oswald because that is a major step in the relationship. Oswald seems thrilled about it but maybe it lies with you being a cuddler?

You got ready for Oswald to come pick you up. You put on your f/c t shirt and some jeans as Oswald asked you not to dress fancy. You heard Oswald’s limo picking you up from your apartment so you decided to go ahead and go outside.

“Good evening my love! Are you ready to come over to the mansion? Did you pack your things?” Oswald asked as you held your bags up.

“I got my things packed and I am ready to go. Why did you want me to stay tonight?” You asked as Oswald shrugged his shoulders.

“Can’t I spend the night with my girlfriend?” He teased as you blushed.

Oswald asked the driver to take your things as he helped you into the limo. It was normal to be picked up in his limo but it still made you nervous. It felt too expensive for someone like you. You have never seen Oswald’s mansion before but you knew it was going to feel extremely expensive. As the limo pulled into the driveway, your eyes widened in surprise.

“Th-This is where you live?” You asked in shock.

“This is my home darling. Please do not be surprised. I live in the best place because I have built myself up.” Oswald explained as you blushed knowing he figured you out.

As the limo stopped in front of the door, you recognized Victor coming out and taking your things while Oswald helped you out again. As Oswald held you waist, he walked you into the mansion. A large living room with an L-shaped couch and flat screen TV stood. You smelt your favorite meal wafting in the air and saw a few people running about the house. 

“Do not mind them Y/n. They are only workers of mine. I made sure to have your favorite meal prepared tonight as I wanted us to have dinner by ourselves.” Oswald explained as he took your hand into the kitchen.

Chefs were walking around setting up a table only lit by candles. You could smell dinner and dessert being prepared from the staff. You noticed that the Chef pulled out three different wines for you to try. Someone like you does not really think about wine but Oswald does want you to be pampered. It makes you feel embarrassed being pampered this much. Oswald led you to the seat beside the head of the table. The meal was catered around you as you two sat down. 

“Red or white wine?” Oswald asked as your eyes widened.

“I am not used to drinking.” You said as Oswald chuckled.

“We will go easy on alcohol. I only wish for us to have a relaxing night. We can even drink water if that is easier?” Oswald suggested.

“No, I will try some of it. But could I have water on the side?” You asked softly.

As Oswald asked one of his workers to bring you water, he picked a smooth sweet wine for you. The two of you began eating together. It was so well made that you had seconds. After your belly was full of your favorite dish, Oswald brought out different cheesecakes and cakes to try. You were so full that it made you sleepy.

Oswald suggested for you two to move to the living room after he let his workers go. You followed him and laid on the L-shaped side. Oswald turned on some comedy movies to watch as you laid against his side. As the first movie ended, you were getting tired but chose to burrow your head into Oswald’s side. He grinned to himself looking at you.

“I love you.” He whispered as he could hear a soft snore.

As the night went on, Oswald began to get tired and woke you up. You yawned as he smiled at you.

“Let’s get ready for bed.” He said as you nodded your head.

You followed him to his bedroom as he gave you one of his button up shirts to sleep in. You noticed this was his bedroom and began to feel your heart race.

“Wh-What about a guest bedroom?” You stuttered as he smiled at you. 

“If it is okay with you, my dear, I would like you to stay here.” Oswald said.

“O-Oh, sure!” You said happily before Oswald helped direct you to a bathroom to change. 

You slipped off your normal clothes and placed Oswald’s button up on. It came to just above your knees and smelt just like his cologne. You smiled at how it comforted you.

As you returned to the bedroom, Oswald was already in his boxers and only had a lamp by the bed on. You smiled at him as he was taking in your attire.

“You look beautiful in my clothes darling.” He said softly before kissing your lips.

You kissed back before getting into bed as a blushing mess. He slid into bed beside you and turned off the light. You could feel Oswald beside you and how you wanted to be near him. You immediately curled against his side and burrowed your face into his chest. The faint smell of his cologne was on him as well. What you failed to notice is Oswald had a bright smile on his face as he pulled you tight against him. You fell asleep quickly and Oswald fell asleep faster than usual.

[twistedastrology]

- Cancers at their worst -

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i just saw an ig post (no shade to the original poster) that said a cancer's dark side was everything they are stereotyped to be (extremely emotional/sensitive, are way too kind and always think people are judging them) and as a cancer that may be about to go neurotic again rn im gonna tell you from my personal experience what a cancer's dark side is actually like.

like i said though im going off of mostly just my experience so if this doesn't resonate, my bad- i did my best 🙏😔

to understand the nature of a cancer at their worst, you have to actually understand water and its potential volatility.

remember when i talked abt cancers and rage and how i said cancers are fire-coded (cardinal) water? keep that in mind for just abt this entire post.

fire is pure energy, and so is water, water just has more space to hold said energy- where fire burns out quickly, water doesn't dry out that fast at all especially if you have an ocean specifically.

people who say cancers (or really any water sign honestly-) are crybabies and switch moods every 5 seconds do not understand what water really is and this topic makes me a little livid sometimes because those are the same people that made me not like my rising sign for a long time.

to understand a cancers rock bottom, think about what water can do.

tsunamis can kill hundreds of thousands of people if they're big enough.

hurricanes, and sometimes tornadoes, form over water when the temperature is right.

the pressure at the bottom of the ocean can crush almost anything in an instant except for what has specifically evolved to live down there.

rain can lead to insane flooding (fellow floridians remember hurricane ian 2yrs ago 😕)

we have explored less of our ocean than the space around us, can you imagine what oceans on other planets would be like? especially the planets or moons that are almost Entirely water?

water represents emotion, yes, but when we boil that down to water signs being overly emotional, it doesn't make any sense and it makes some people, at least the ones that are like me, ashamed of their water placements because our society loves to say "emotion = bad." when obviously that is not true.

But if we wanna talk about the actual dark shit, aka my jupiter in scorpio's favorite shit, u gotta strap in.

Cancers feel more rage than anything.

i talked abt this specifically in my cancers and rage post, but it's true for this as well.

to use myself as the example, whenever i feel depressed or upset for some reason (like today), it's never just that sad feeling, it is always accompanied by a distinct anger because i get pissed that i feel like shit.

but if that rage doesn't get its way, or worse, gets too much of its way, i can succumb to a state of misery or, at my worst, neurosis, where multiple god awful things happen.

im not one to stay down for long, the last and first time i went neurotic, it only lasted for a week until i snapped out of it, but it was still very damaging.

cancers at their worst will feel an urge to self-destruct that may or may not be uncontrollable depending on other placements in the chart and of course how shitty they feel.

they will find something detrimental to do and if they genuinely can't, they will instead just mentally rip themselves open and daydream about what it would be like to just completely lose control and fall into a self-destructive spiral.

that's what happened to me when i went neurotic. one wrong decision and, having no access to anything that would take a toll on my physical body, i ripped myself to pieces in my head and almost fell in love with the act.

like gerard way said, there's something very romantic about it.

cancers can get moody, yes, but at this point they'll go mostly numb and tearing at their soul is the only thing they enjoy.

and then the pain will catch up to them.

once that pain catches up to them, two things will happen.

they will begin to realize what they've been doing and how pointless it is, and they will activate a duality within themselves of the desire to hurt and the need for pain relief.

they will tear at themselves even more, knowing they shouldn't be doing what they are, but it's a vicious cycle.

this will happen, and then the potential for redemption begins to boil over.

after being in the dark, blissfully hidden depths of their own mental ocean, they will realize they can't breathe anymore, and they will either suffocate themselves or snap their eyes open and swim up until they see the light they deprived themselves of for however long.

once they've made it to the surface, they gasp to catch their breath, their tears being of the need for pain relief winning against their desire to hurt.

now the water is not a personal vice, but a cleansing presence that makes them feel understood. the water gets it. the water would never judge them for what they did.

after being in the dark embrace of the depths of the ocean for so long, the light finally hitting your eyes makes color seem so much more vibrant.

- 🌙 -

all this to say that, at their worst, cancers can succumb to self destruction like no other, but they have the drive to keep them going to even them out.

they don't just cry all day or switch moods 24/7, they fall into a vat of water that, the deeper they go, reveals more and more of their very soul.

it's the deepest level of shadow work, it's the pain no one wants to go through because it's the pain of losing your personal momentum and then having to find it again in an instant before it's gone forever.

OR i could be totally wrong idk But this is my experience!!!! ✨💞💞✨💞✨💞✨💞✨ God belsls!!!!!!!!

my bad that was real dark and poetic writing now i gotta balance it out Uhhhmmmmm Legalize nuclear bombs. 💥

[offbrandkyoya]

91 win or lose

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Heizou takes Kazuha outside and he immediately pushes the man into the wall. Kazuha looks at him in shock with a red face. He can feel Heizous breath come onto his face.

Kazuha gulps once Heizou blows into his ear. “Are you ready?” Heizou asks with lust. Kazuha nods and wraps his arms around his neck. He closes his eyes, puckering his lips and he feels Heizous nose boop his own. Yet, nothing happened.

Kazuha opens one eye and Heizou just stares with a frown. “Heizou?” He pulls away leaving Kazuha is extreme confusion. “Heizou-“ “Is that all you see me, Kazuha?” He finally said. “What?” Heizou rubs his temples. “Never mind.”

Heizou begins to walk away but Kazuha grabs his hand. “Wait, Heizou! If it’s about what happened last time-“ “Of course it’s about what happened last time!” He shouts causing Kazuha to let go. “Kazuha, I’m in love with you and you take it for granted! If you can’t handle it then just say it!” Kazuha bites his lip. “I’ve told you, I just need time!” “But I can’t wait any longer! I don’t want to keep doing this Kazuha!”

Kazuha doesn’t respond which frustrates Heizou even more. “You never know what to say and I’ve had enough. Sometimes I wish we never met.” Kazuha gasps, “Heizou, I’m sorry…” “I’m tired of your sorry’s. Do you even love me?” “I-I do!” “Then say it! Say that you love me!”

Kazuha opens his mouth but nothing comes out. Heizou feels tears well up. “It’s so easy for me to say I love you but so hard for me to say I hate you.” He wipes his eyes quickly.

Kazuha grips onto his shirt. “Heizou, please, don’t leave me. I’m sorry, I really am but I’m not ready! You don’t understand, I can’t lose you. If you leave me, I don’t know what’d I do to myself…” Heizou feels tears form even more. “Kazuha-“ “Heizou, I can’t say it because if I do then…” Tears fall from Kazuha’s eyes. “…there’s a chance we won’t last.”

Heizou walks to him and cups his face. “Why do you say that?” Kazuha sniffles, “I’m scared. I don’t want you to…” He looks down. “Heizou, he was the one I loved and spent my whole life with and now he’s gone. I don’t know if I can handle the same pain again. I care for you so much and I don’t want anything bad to happen to you.”

Heizou sighs, “Nothing will happen to me. I’m going to be okay. I’m okay right now.” Kazuha shakes his head, “T-There’s still a chance and-“ Heizou kisses him to stop the man from talking. He pulls away with a sad smile. “Kazuha, let’s end this.”

Kazuha’s eyes widen. “Weren’t you paying attention?” “I was.” Heizou nods. “But Kazuha, I think we should take some time apart. It’s clear that we aren’t ready.” Kazuhas eyes water and he covers his face, letting the tears flow while his body shakes. “I’m sorry.”

Heizou chuckles. “Stop saying sorry.” “I can’t!” Kazuha cries as he hiccups uncontrollably. Heizou flicks his forehead. “Kazuha, everything’s going to be okay. I can’t promise you I’ll be single forever but if we somehow don’t get together again, I want you to know that you were everything to me.” His words only made Kazuha cry even more.

He wanted to apologize but he knew Heizou would still continue to smile. Kazuha said not a word and Heizou stayed with him until he finished crying.

The men hear giggling and Heizou sees a little girl run inside the building. ‘How odd.’

“Albedooooooo!” Albedo hears his name from the stand then grins upon seeing who it is. “Klee!” The little girl runs even faster and jumps into his arms. “Albedo, I made it!” “You did!” He twirls her around and puts her back down. “Good to see you too, Klee.” Kaeya joins in and Klee gasps. “Kaeya!” She hides behind her brothers legs. “What’s he doing here..”

Albedo pats her head. “It’s okay, Klee. Kaeya and I made up.” “For real?!” He nods and Klee eyes him with uncertainty. Kaeya pouts with a hand on his chest. “I’m hurt, Klee! I love your brother so much! Honest!” Klee puffs her cheeks. “Hmmm okay but my eyes are on you!” She points directly at him and Albedo sighs, “Who taught you that?” “Mama!”

You notice Klee and immediately run to Albedo. “Oh my gosh is this Klee?!” The little girl blinks then grins with a nod. “I’m Klee! Albedos little sister!” She waves and you wave too. “You’re so cute!” “Thank you!” Scaramouche makes his way to you and stands behind you. You turn to him filled with excitement. “Scaramouche, it’s Klee!” “Why are you making her sound like a celebrity?”

You roll your eyes. “I always wanted a sibling. It feels so lonely sometimes.” Scaramouche looks up then at you. “I’m an only child I think.” “You think?” You raise a brow. He shrugs in response. “Who knows if my mom got knocked up again.” You pat his cheek. “Let’s not think about that then.” He nods and kisses you.

Klee screams and covers her eyes. “They just kissed!” Kaeya chuckles, “Yes that’s what couples do. You didn’t act like this when I kissed your brother.” “I guess that’s true…I’ve seen worse from you and Albedo.” The four of you look at each other then at Klee. “What’s that supposed to mean?” You ask. Klee giggles, covering her mouth. “If you know you know.” Scaramouche snickers then crosses his arms. “I like this kid.”

Albedo immediately turns red. “Let’s…stop talking now…” Klee laughs and runs around her brother’s legs cheering, “Albedo and Kaeya! Albedo and Kaeya!” You giggle, “It seems nice to have a sibling.” “It’s a nightmare.” Diluc has joined the conversation and he stands by Kaeya. “Diluc!” It’s diluc!” Klee chirps, running to him and hugs his legs.

Diluc smiles and picks her up. “You’ve gotten bigger.” She giggles even more. “Did you hear?” She loudly whispers to the redhead. “Kaeya and Albedo are together!” “I saw.” He mimics her tone. Kaeya rolls his eyes. “Yn, thank god you don’t have an annoying brother like him.” Kaeya points and Diluc scoffs, “You’re more annoying than me.”

You hum, “Still, having a sibling can be the greatest thing ever.” Scaramouche glances at you. “I love Albedo.” Klee says, hugging Dilucs neck. “You say that but cuddle with Diluc.” The blonde sighs. “Dilucs lonely!” Klee pouts and Diluc frowns.

Suddenly, the instructor calls everyone’s attention. She stands in the center where she can observe every single person in the room. “I’m sure you all waited long enough as you’re anticipating the winner of it all.” You instantly grip Scaramouche’s hand tightly.

“Thank you to everyone’s feedback and critiques to each artwork. It was helpful for me to nominate a winner. But first, let’s applaud to the constants who all shined bright today.” Everyone begins to clap and cheer after that. Kaeya kisses Albedos cheek while Scaramouche kisses yours. He whispers in your ear, “Winner or not, I’m proud of you.” You look right into his eyes and smile. “Thank you.”

The instructor pulls out an envelope from her pocket. “And now, to see who will win the grand prize.” Everyone in the room grows dead silent as she slowly takes out the card in the envelope. She stares at it longingly with her smile growing bigger. “Y/N L/N.” She says, looking straight at you with a motherly aura.

Your eyes widen and jaw drop. “I…I won?” Everyone stares at you until you suddenly jump up and down, screaming. “OH MY GOD I WON!!” Your reaction causes everyone to clap and congratulate you. Your friends huddle around you, even Heizou and Kazuha made it. “Congratulations Yn!” Albedo says and you hug him tight. “I’m so glad i got to do this with you!” He smiles and hugs back. “Me too.”

You let go and the twins tackle you in a hug. “OH MY GOD YN THIS IS AMAZING!” Lumine says and pulls you away. You notice both of them had tears falling down their faces. “Yn, I’m so happy for you!” Aether tells you and you hug him separately. “Thank you so much, Aether!” Each one congratulates you with Scaramouche being the last one.

“Yn,” He starts and you look at him, thinking he was going to hug you next. Well, he did, but he picks you up and twirls you around. You gasp in surprise as your hands are placed on his shoulders. “Scara!” He doesn’t put you down but kisses you. “I’m so happy.” He tells you, “I love you, Yn and you deserve this win. I hope to see you paint even more throughout our life together.” You felt the tears come and you laugh, kissing him again. “I love you too Scara! I promise I’ll paint for you forever and ever!”

He twirls you around again which makes you laugh even more. Scaramouche finally puts you down and hugs you once more. He kisses your neck before whispering, “I promise I’ll make you happy and give you a big family.” Your face turns bright red as he pulls away with a smirk. You stutter and squish your cheeks. “Y-You’re thinking about that already? But w-we’re not even engaged!” You mumble but Scaramouche shows you the ring you gifted him.

That only makes you heat up even more. “No way you guys are thinking about marriage!“ Childe points since he overheard your comment. “You’re getting married?!” The twins shout at the same time. “N-No!” You stutter still. Scaramouche says nothing but smile at everyone.

“Aether, why don’t we get married?” Xiao asks seriously, causing Aether to choke. “X-Xiao we just got together! That’s too fast!” “Really?” “Yes really!” You all continue to chat with the tension in the air vanishing and filling with relaxation. Your instructor walks to you all. “Yn,” She says, “Congratulations.” You grin and bow, “Thank you so much for choosing me!” She laughs quietly then shifts her gaze to Albedo. “You did great as well.” He nods, “Thank you very much.”

She goes back to looking at you. “You may proceed to make out with your boyfriend now.” You gasp dramatically, “I-ITS NOT LIKE THAT!” She laughs again but louder this time. “It’s all coming to an end so you may leave whenever you like. Please put away your artwork though as id like to see them one last time.” “Yes ma’am.” You and Albedo say and she walks off.

“Do you want to get out of here?” Scaramouche asks you and you look at Albedo for approval. He chuckles, “You can go, Yn. I still want to show Klee around.” You nod, “If you want Albedo, I can keep my painting up so she can see.” “It’s alright. You can put it away.” “Okay.” Albedo looks up at Kaeya. “Is it okay if we stay longer?” “Of course.” He wraps an arm around his waist. “Gay.” Klee and Diluc say together. “Shut up!” Kaeya kicks his brothers behind.

“If you’re leaving, Yn, then we should get going too.” Lumine states and looks at his brother. “Sure. Do you want to come over at my place, Xiao?” Xiao thinks for a moment. He quietly stares at Zhongli who is a bit shocked that he wants his okay.

Zhongli chuckles. “Xiao, you’re old enough to make your own decisions.” Xiao pouts a little. “I haven’t seen you in forever so I don’t know.” “Are you guys related?” Kazuha asks. “No. Zhongli was just nice enough to take me in when I was a kid because of my situation.” “Interesting.” Venti replies and him and Zhongli stare at each other.

“I’ll get going then.” You say before the two older men start fighting. “Me too.” The twins say. “Ah, Kazuha, Heizou, where were you guys? We were looking for you.” You ask. Heizou shrugs, “Fresh air. It’s stuffy in here.” You nod, “That’s true.” “You’re so naive.” Scaramouche says and you growl. “What the hell?!”

“Yn,” Thoma speaks up. You’ve never realized he’s been basically silent this whole time. “I have to go too. B-Because of work…” “Oh okay. Do you have enough for the train?” “Yes, I’ll be okay.” Diluc looks at the ground. “Bye Yn, Albedo. Congratulations on your win.” He fakes a small smile before rushing out the door. You frown but didn’t want to push him for answers.

“Let’s put away my painting.” You say and you and your boyfriend go to your area. The twins, along with Xiao, bid farewell and left. “I’ll leave too.” Kazuha yawns. “It’d be nice if someone walks me home though.” Heizou blushes then smiles. “Alright. Just one last thing for you.” Kazuha laughs. The boys leave too, feeling more comfortable than ever.

Klee takes a look at Dilucs sad face and frowns. “Diluc what’s wrong? Why’re you so sad?” “Because he lost his chance.” Kaeya speaks for him. Diluc furrows his brows. “What? Don’t look at me like that. You know I’m right.” Diluc puts Klee down so she goes to Childe for him to carry her. He does which flutters Zhonglis heart. “It’s too late, okay? There’s no saving what we had.” “Diluc, you can’t say that if you don’t try.” Kaeya places a hand on his shoulder.

Diluc huffs, “Not everyone has it good like you and Albedo.” “Yeah Kaeya.” Childe spat out and Kaeya pouts. “Kay…well…” He sighs, “Diluc, I love you, but you’re stupid like seriously.” “Wha-“ “I mean, you literally broke up with him because of paparazzi like…have you not watched ANY romance movies?”

Diluc rolls his eyes, “What does that have to do with anything?” “Everything! Diluc, my dearest brother,” Kaeya stands right in front of him, both hands on his shoulders. “You’re terrible.” Diluc furrows his brows. “If all you’re going to do is insult me then-“ “Yes actually! When you told me you broke up with Thoma, I thought you were insane, like, literally. Thoma is the nicest guy I have ever met, no offense babe, and you just let him go because you’re scared of what others will say?!”

Diluc shoves his hands away. “You don’t get it, Kaeya. I didn’t want Thoma to deal with the pressure. He deserves better than dating a celebrity…” Kaeya crosses his arms and opens his mouth to argue once more but Diluc continues to talk. “I didn’t want to keep hiding our relationship anymore. I didn’t want to keep sneaking him into the building or not give him any pda. I want to be able to say I love you in front of people.” He sighs, “I just…wanted us to be normal.”

Kaeya frowns, feeling a bit bad. Suddenly, Childe begins to speak, “No relationship is ‘normal’. Everyone is different. It’s clear thoma didn’t care about all that stuff because he loved you so much. I think what matters most is the bond you both have. Thomas really nice and kind. He’s always understanding and is a good friend.” He glances at Zhongli and catches him staring, which makes Zhongli look away immediately. Childe shakes it off and looks back at Diluc.

“Being in a relationship is hard, believe me, even though I’ve been single since forever but still! It’s hard. But if you’re just going to give up after some…fiasco…then you don’t deserve him.”

“I didn’t give up on him…” “Sounds like it.” Kaeya jumps in. “Diluc,” Childe eyes him, “You let him run off right now. You didn’t bother to talk to him and when you did, you guys just argued. You’re telling us that you didn’t give up on him when you let all of that happened? Will you be happy if he finds someone else? If he moves on? You fight for him. Who gives a shit about what others say! If you get fired then you get fired! You got the guy and that’s what you want! You can become a singer all over again in a later time. Don’t make the same mistake again.”

Hearing that, Diluc breathes in, “Okay. I’m going to win Thoma over.” “Okay buddy we didn’t mean that.” Kaeya says and Diluc frowns. “Then what the hell did you mean?!” “Uh, have a normal adult conversation duh!” “I really despise you.”

Klee, who was still in Childes arms, looks at the men in extreme confusion. “I feel like I shouldn’t have heard all that.” “You shouldn’t.” Albedo states and glared at Kaeya. “It’s a grown up conversation.” “So, I’m a grown up!” Klee cheers but Albedo shakes his head. “Come on, Klee. Let’s go see all the artworks before we go home.” “Yay!!” Childe puts Klee down and she rushes to her brother.

Diluc gulps and begins to head out, hopefully, Thoma didn’t leave yet.

- SO SORRY I HAVENT IPDATED IN A MONTH…

- pretty busy with clinicals and i had to work on this stupid video project 😓

- but we’re near the end…

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[evannakita]

I made a crossword puzzle!

It's June 24, 2024, and I'm the constructor of today's daily crossword on Puzzmo! It's my first-ever published crossword, and I'm extremely excited for the public to check it out!

Below the cut, I've written out some fun tidbits about the puzzle and the process of making it. That being said, SPOILERS follow—only read further if you've already completed the puzzle!

Hi again, I hope you had a fun time solving the puzzle! I certainly had a fun time constructing it. I’m incredibly grateful to Brooke for organizing Puzzmo's Open Submission Week, for giving me a second chance to submit after the theme of my first submission wasn’t a good fit for Puzzmo, and for helping me throughout the process of theming, filling, cluing, and hinting.

This puzzle began with the idea of using a diagonal to spell out something that actually is diagonal. As a public transit enthusiast, I’d initially thought of [FUNICULAR]. But the idea quickly expanded with the decision to also include horizontal and vertical answers corresponding to horizontal and vertical things. And since [ELEVATOR] was by far my favorite possible vertical answer, that left [ESCALATOR] as the obvious choice for the diagonal. Initially, I’d planned [CONVEYOR] for the horizontal answer, but Brooke pointed out that conveyors typically aren’t used to carry people the way escalators and elevators do. The next option I proposed was [TRAVELATOR], but I ended up liking [CORRIDOR] more, because I wanted the puzzle to have diagonal symmetry if possible.

Already, I had a ton of constraints for filling the grid—each letter of [ESCALATOR] had to intersect not one but two other answers, which would have been tricky even before adding in two other theme answers and diagonal symmetry. So I ended up spending countless hours testing out possible grid layouts in order to try to get a good fill. At first my idea was for all three theme answers to intersect at the bottom right, but I chose the current layout to represent how escalators and elevators don’t actually go between the same two points, meaning that when a train station is designed around escalators; [ELEVATOR] users are forced to also use a [CORRIDOR] to cover the horizontal distance. (Here in NYC, that makes for inconvenient wheelchair access to the fancy new platforms at Grand Central Madison, and it also means the planned accessibility upgrades at the Broadway Junction subway transfer will be a massive undertaking.) I personally find designing efficient train station layouts to be a lot of fun, and so I greatly enjoy the game STATIONflow, and I thought it’d be appropriate to shout it out in this puzzle’s title!

I did end up eventually managing to get a fillable grid (thanks to Ingrid and Spread The Wordlist—oh hey, yet another thing Brooke deserves major kudos for!), but due to all my self-imposed restrictions I had very little flexibility in what the non-theme answers would be, meaning I was stuck with some tricky ones like [SIDE A] and [ALDIS]. But honestly, I think the limited flexibility made cluing more fun than it otherwise would have been, since I now had the challenge of finding fun clues for answers I didn’t pick. I got to revisit some happy memories in 4-Across and 18-Across, I got to shamelessly plug my DeviantArt in 11-Down, I got to shout out an incredible activist in 19-Across, and I got to be unreasonably proud of myself for coming up with 10-Across. Some of my original clues were too long and confusing for Puzzmo (I was slightly sad to shorten my original description of a [T BAR] as a “low-budget chairlift alternative that’s basically an anchor that hooks around your butt and pulls you up a hill”), but Brooke was a tremendous help with capturing the spirit of my clues in fewer letters. And a couple clues were straight-up Brooke’s ideas, including 1-Across, 5-Down, and notably 17-Down—I hadn’t heard of Ayra [STARR] before but her music is excellent and I am very glad to have learned about her through this.

Brooke was surprised I wanted to hint my own puzzle, and I get why—hints aren’t meant to be entertaining, and coming up with good ones can be quite challenging. (Shoutout to Matthew for being an absolute hinting MVP!) I actually quite enjoyed all the lexical games, though—the “mancala” anagram for [ALMANAC] was a very satisfying find, and I was quite proud of how my hint for the crossword staple at 27-Down was able to match the Minecraft theme of the clue. (Of course, the flipside was that some hints, like the one for [KORRA], had to jump through a lot of hoops to get to something coherent.)

I realize this is probably way longer than it needs to be, but making this puzzle was just such an experience. I’m absolutely going to keep making puzzles, and that’s all thanks to Brooke and Puzzmo.

[s-creations]

💀 luisley or 🫂 mareach !!

((I did both and I made myself really sad! I really wanted some angst moments!)) (Link to Post)

💀 Near-death experience

He was slightly surprised with how numb he felt at that moment. 

Peasley did his best to control his breathing as he stared down at the newly acquired hole in his side. The spiked vine slowly being coated with his own golden sap, some already dripping onto the ground. He could tell it had gone completely through him. 

He still couldn’t feel the pain. 

Was that normal? 

He couldn’t worry about that now.

Doing his best to turn behind him, Peasley found Luigi. Still on the ground, same as when the prince had frantically run over. His sole focus being to take the hit to keep his love safe. 

Peasley attempted to hold back a cough as he gave the pale human a feeble smile. “L-Luigi…”

“...W-Why?” Luigi could barely breathe out. 

“I-It’s my duty… T-To keep y-you safe… By a-any m-means…”

“Peasley-”

The prince let out a choked noise as the vine was forcefully removed. Dropping to his knees as nothing was keeping him up right any more. He heard Luigi cry out his name desperately before the world went quiet and he completely collapsed to the ground. 

Huh…he felt cold now…

.

.

.

He woke in the medical wing. Eyes finding the stark white ceiling first before slowly looking around the room. It was dark, Peasley concluding that it was the middle of the night. The world was quiet and calm. He felt so tired, but couldn’t fall back asleep. 

Dull brown eyes eventually found their way to the only visitor.

Luigi, using one of the chairs to rest in while laying his head on the same bed Peasley was on, was fast asleep. He was pale, clear dark circles decorating under each eye. Hair ruffled with clothing wrinkled. It was clear he hadn’t left that place for a few days. 

Slowly blinking in confusion, Peasley slowly reached out to run his thumb along Luigi’s cheek. 

That woke Luigi up quickly. The human frantically blinked as he tried to clear the sleep and confusion away. Looking around first, possibly thinking someone else had arrived to wake him. Only to freeze when he saw Peasley. Who offered a small wave. 

“Hello love…”

Luigi didn’t reply back. Merely moving so he could sit on the edge of the bed and collect Peasley as close as he could. Being extremely gentle. Peasley had placed a hand on the back of his lover’s head when he felt his shoulder become wet. The prince immediately knew what was happening. 

“Luigi-”

He fell quiet as the hero released a harsh sob. Clearly wanting to hold Peasley closer but fearful he could cause more damage. The prince could only rub Luigi’s back and run fingers through the messy hair, whispering soft words to try and comfort. But the human continued to weep until exhaustion a few minutes later. 

Once Luigi had fallen somewhat quiet, Peasley gently coaxed the human to move back slightly. Wiping the tears away as Luigi pressed their foreheads together. Clearly distraught and broken.

Peasley wasn’t sure what he could even say at this point. Unsure of what words could be offered that would provide comfort. 

“Why would you do that?” Luigi broke the silence. Words choked out, unable to look at the prince. 

“...I couldn’t let them hurt you.” Peasley replied back. 

“You’re too important to be lost.”

“And you aren’t?” 

Luigi just gave a heavy sniff, biting his bottom lip as he held back more tears. 

“Luigi…love, please look at me.” Peasley offered a warm smile as dull blue eyes finally looked at him. “I don’t care who or what I’m protecting you from. But you will always be my first priority.”

Luigi couldn’t help but let out a choked laugh, “Y-You’re a prince…”

“I’m allowed to have other priorities and you are my main one,” the prince slowly leaned up to place a kiss on Luigi’s forehead, “I knew the moment I saw you on top of that mountain that I was going to protect you. I would make sure that your smile would always be able to shine. So you could continue being the amazing hero you are…”

“That doesn’t mean giving your life up for me.”

“I would do so 100 times if it meant keeping you safe.”

Luigi couldn’t help but let out a snort, “That’s supposed to be my line… I’m the hero.”

“Even heroes need someone to keep their backs safe. Let me do that for you.”

“...Just don’t do something like this again. You scared me.”

“I knew I was going to be fine.” 

“You could have warned me.”

Peasley laughed softly, “I’ll keep that in mind.”

He pulled Luigi down into a warm kiss. Eventually breaking away and shifting over so the human could lay next time him. Both gently wrapping their arms around each other and falling asleep.

____________

((@elitadream - You might like this one. XD))

Peach’s eyes frantically looked among the piles of rubble that had once been one of Bowser’s castles. The dust hadn’t even settled yet and she was already searching for the red dressed hero. 

She paid no mind to the number of minions who were letting out grunts and groans as they woke. Heels clicked against the ground as she moved quickly. Uncaring as her already damaged dressed gaining new tares and holes with each sharp turn she took. Even having to forcefully pull at said dress every time it was caught on the rocks. 

“Mario!?” Peach called out, finally finding her voice. Fear and panic grew as the search stretched on. “Mario, answer me! Mario!” 

Breathing became labored, Peach felt herself falter. Legs falling weak, causing her to collapse among the ruined stronghold. Unable to get back up as sorrow bloomed in her chest.

She couldn’t believe it.

She didn’t want to believe it.

The last she saw of Mario was when he delivered his final punch to the large Koopa before both were lost among the rubble. They had always been able to escape before the fortress was destroyed. This time, only Peach was able to make it out mostly unscathed. Leaving the Mushroom princess to have the first fearful thought that Mario…couldn’t have made it out. 

He was fast, but not that fast. 

As well as the fight had been directly in the center of the fortress. There was no fast escape from that area. 

Peach couldn’t hold back the heavy sob that escaped her. Body shaking as the reality slowly rested on her, head hanging low. 

What was she supposed to tell her people?

What was she supposed to tell Luigi? 

This wasn’t supposed to happen like this. Mario had been so untouchable for so long that Peach forgot he was a mortal as any of them. He must have run out of his luck, his tenacity, his drive in this final fight. Making it more cruel in knowing that Bowser would no doubt be able to brush off the lost fortress and start planning once more. While so many people would be mourning the loss of a wonderful individual. 

Peach was barely able to remain seated upright so heavy was her sorrow and distress that it felt as if wights were on her shoulders and back. 

“Your highness!?”

Breath caught in her throat, Peach’s head quickly lifted hearing a familiar voice. Eyes wide with hope as she stares over the horizon of the rubble. Hope quickly grew when a familiar hero reached the peak of it. Looking disheveled and clearly hurt, Mario still stood strong among the damage. Hat still perfectly in place. 

His eyes eventually landed on the fallen princess, his worried expression turning to that of a relieved smile. “Peach!”

“...Mario?” She whispered out. Only able to sit upon her knees as Mario rushed over. Reaching out and happily accepting the strong hug as the hero held her closer. 

“I was so worried when I couldn’t find you. I didn’t think you had landed so far away. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Mario attempted to pull away, only for Peach to hold to him tighter. He swallowed weakly, reaching up to gently run his hand along her back to hopefully calm her down. “...Princess?”

Peach let out a small sniff as she finally pulled back. Frantically wiping her eyes. “I-I’m sorry…” 

“You…have nothing to say sorry for…”

She shook her head, still unable to look up at Mario. “I thought…when I couldn’t find you…that you had…”

“I’m fine,” Mario quickly replied, “Bowser was actually able to create a small pathway out of the rubble. Sure I have a few bumps and bruises, but that’s old news. I’m fine, really.” 

He gave a warm smile before holding Peach close once more. Allowing her to silently cry in relief and exhaustion. “How about we get you home, yeah? I’m sure you’re ready to get out of here.”

There was one final surprise when Peach claimed a small kiss from Mario before nodding slowly.

“Please…”

“...Okay. Let’s go home.”

[wrens-versus-the-world]

Intertwined With the Inhuman

Hehe :D Heres the first chapter!

Cross posted on wattpad under Dontjudgemepels

chapter one: and so it begins

(next chapter: 2)

as I looked at the letter for the fifth time today, I still couldn't believe it.

I, Y/n L/n, got a free ticket to japan and a free ticket back as well. I am so happy that I kept entering into those raffles!

I packed up my bags and prepared every thing that I may need while in japan. Another thing that I'm happy about is that, since I kept entering into the raffles I have quite a lot of yen, as well as a free hotel room and some free- non- expiring tickets to various events, which makes my life as a college student extremely easy, and my summer all the more fun!

I texted my group chat:

three best friends in a room:

depression (jerry), Cat lover(you), and smart one (cherry (cher for short))

Cat lover:

I'm so excited, but I'm also sad, since I won't see y'all and I cant afford to pay for the out of county wifi. D:

Smart one:

Well, that part sucks but japan is a safe country, and plus It'll be a good way to relax after the school year. those finals were rough

Depression:

thats for sure, those finals fucked me up, I didn't sleep for four days to study and then right after them I slept for two and a half days straight!

Smart one:

...

Jerry that's not safe.

anyways...

Y/n take lots of pictures, get us souvenirs and have fun! that's the best thing you can do okay! And if you ever feel unsafe just call the cops on a public phone, okay?

Cat lover:

see this is why you're my smart friend, And I'll try to keep that in mind... Anyways, I have a flight early in the morning, love y'all I'll try to take lots of pictures and get you gifts and food lol! ttyl

depression:

...

I thought i was your smart friend too...

Cat lover:

You are!!

depression:

yea sure, anyway, have fun loser, we'll miss you

smart one:

...

cat lover:

...

depression:

?

cat lover:

awww you'll miss me :D

*depression has logged off*

cat lover:

pft...

Smart one:

ignore him, he's right tho, we will indeed miss you! so you'd better have enough fun for all of us! love you, and get to bed

*Smart one has logged off*

I turned my phone off smiling to myself, my friends are so great!

Time skip: the next day (3: 30am)

I ran around the house making sure I had everything, seeing that I did, I called my uber and let them know to pick me up.

I walked out the door, and brought my suitcases out with me, and sat at the curb to wait.

while I waited I decided to play some honkai star rail, since I wouldn't be able to play it in japan (no wifi and all)...

the sound of a car pulling up brought be back to reality, and a girl with rich dark skip stepped out, "are you, Y/n, the cat lover?" she asked.

"yes, are you Trina...?" I asked unsure.

"yes! yes I am, okay hop in, let me help you with your bags." she beamed.

the ride to the airport was nice, the time flew by as I talked with trina, she was a really nice person. As we talked I found out that she also played star rail and we bonded over that, at the end of the ride we made sure to exchange ids (in game).

I made my way into the airport after saying goodbye to trina.

After checking in, checking my bags, and going through security I went to sit at my gate (for the flight).

Time skip: In japan

the voice of the flight attendant woke me up:

"Welcome to japan, and thanks for flying with our airlines!"

and she said that i looked out the window, to see the airport in japan, it was quite something (especially knowing i went across the globe to come here).

"we will now begin un-boarding."

Time skip: at the hotel:

the hotel was beautiful, the pictures did it no justice. The hotel was supposed to be a more modern twist on a traditional japanese design.

There was a closet, a bathroom and plenty of other things in the suite.

I unpacked some into the room, putting my clothes into the closet, my toiletries into the bathroom, and organizing everything else.

after I was settled in and had showered I looked at my To-Do list

1- go to a shrine

'seems simple enough' I thought to myself as I changed into a modest outfit, and grabbed the map, smoothly making my way out the door.

Saying goodbye to the staff as I left and letting them know that I'd be out. (Y/n speaking no japanese the staff thankfully speak english too)

the staff were even nice enough to point me in the direction of the shrine that I wanted to go to.

thanking them, I ran out the door, eager to get there! I made my way down the roads following their directions.

after a while, I found myself lost.

"that's okay I have my phone, Gps is good for this." I said to myself as I pulled my phone out.

"no wifi"

"...l-I forgot about that." I said as I read the error message that showed up as I tried to use the gps app.

as I was cursing my luck a blue haired male bumped into me causing me to drop my phone.

"Sorry miss, here let me get it for you" he said as he bent down and grabbed my phone. handing it to me when he stood back up.

"oh don't worry about it, thanks." I responded

'he's so nice'

I looked up at him to meet his eyes only to be met with a mask covering them.

"say, sir, I'm lost do you mind giving me directions to the shrine." I asked, inwardly hoping that I wasn't bothering him.

"Why of course." he said as he continued to give me the directions

"Thank you so much" I said as he finished, " I really owe you one-"

I was about to offer to buy him coffee but I was interrupted by the shout of a mad in a black coat and glasses, with black hair.

"Dottore! we're going to be late." he shouted

'oh'

"I'll let you get going, sorry to take up so much of your time, thanks again." I said to him as I made my way to the shrine, finding it much easier now that i had clearer directions.

Time skip: at the shrine

I got a fortune slip, and some pictures for my friends. and on the way to the shrine I happened to see a traditional dango stand... so I had to get some

it was very good, Jerry would be very jealous.

The sun started to set, so I finished up my time at the shrine, concluding it by ringing the bell three times and praying.

time skip: at the hotel

It was so fun, as I came back into the suite room I set down my shoes and got ready for a shower, where I washed up for bed.

after the shower I put some of the things I got for my friends into my empty suitcase, before getting into the bed.

Sighing contently, I turned to the lamp next to me and turned it off. trying to get comfortable in the bed (you're wearing a robe to sleep in btw).

as I let my eyes wonder I was met with some lifeless blue eyes.

a small 'ah' left my lips as I shot up from the covers.

the eyes just stayed there, neither of use made an attempt to move.

"wh- what do you want?" I questioned quietly, almost a whisper.

as I said that the man began to move towards me , soon the bed dipped as he crawled towards me. we were face to face, I began to lean away from him, my body leaning into the mattress as his towered over me and leaned in closer.

if we had been lovers the position would have been romantic, but I had never seen this man.

I soon had no where to lean now and he was awfully close to my face. I turned my head away from him, which in turn gave him access to my neck, to which he buried his nose into, and he seemed to be swelling me.

"you smell so good" the ginger haired male said in a deep voice as he attempted to bury his head further into my next, where my neck met my collar bone.

when i suddenly felt something wet on my neck i reflexively pushed him, causing our eyes to meet once more.

"you're quite the interesting human, I wonder." he said as I shook slightly

"who-"

"why do you smell like dottore?" the ginger growled

at the name of the man I'd seen earlier I relaxed some, although i'm not sure why.

"huh, are you perhaps in some sort of relationship with that man?" he asked his voice laced with venom as he mentioned him. "Your body relaxed when I said his name."

I wanted to reply, I just couldn't find my voice.

'who was this man?'

"childe I do suggest you don't go marking that which isn't yours." a deep voice interrupted.

the two of us turned our attention to a grey older man, who was illuminated by the moon light.

the man's above me, childe, obliged and got off of me, which allowed me to sit up and scoot away.

looking at the grey older man once more, I noticed that he had some sort of mask covering half of his face. and I also noticed his eye and how it seemed to glow.

I gazed back to childe and noticed how he looked like dog following its master's rules.

"I do apologize about his behavior, it is almost the full moon and he must not have been able to control himself." the older man said.

I opened my mouth to speak, but ultimately didnt know how to respond, " Uh, I suppose it should be okay... as long as it doesn't happen again..." I said, unsure the entire time.

suddenly I saw a flash of blue and heard a thud.

childe was on the ground four feet from the bed, i suddenly felt two arms wrapping themselves around me, I looked around and I couldn't tell who's arms they were.

childe was on the ground and the older man's was still standing.

the person behind me began to lean down to where my neck met my collar bone.

"it's okay, it's just me" Dottores voice whispered against my skin and he loosened his grip on my waist, allowing me to turn around to see him.

In my fear ridden state I clung to him, my arms wrapped around his neck, and in turn his arms tightened around my waist.

"I'm sorry" I whispered to him, so quietly, that he almost didn't catch it.

he rubbed his hand on the small of my back and glared at childe, and said, "I don't know why you're apologizing, but if anyone should apologize it should be me."

His sudden confession caused me to look up at him, only for him to lean down into my exposed neck (the robe was now slightly disheveled now thanks to childe) and bit down, causing me to gasp in surprise.

a deep sense of sleep soon took over me, as I began to hear dottore gulp , and my vision faded in and out, before faded to black. 

A/n:

>:D 

How is everyone liking it so far? 

also, im glad people here (tumblr) are enjoying this far more than the people on wattpad (which is a little surprising to me, but anyways.)

[khaire-traveler]

hey, so im kinda new here but i was just scrolling and saw a post you made in like december of last year (im really late i know, im sorry) saying that the gods aren't going to harm you and won't toy with you, and um, i really mean no disrespect at all with this, this is a genuine question, and i in no way mean to bash you bc i love the greek gods too, but like don't the greek myths show the exact opposite of that? like zeus and poseidon legit flooding the whole ass earth just to get rid of humans? and so many different occasions where the gods smite humans bc of a tiny offense? or actually just toying with mortals because they find it funny? and just basically doing really questionable things to humans all the time? i love them and all, but isn't it a bit of a stretch to say that they wouldn't harm humans when they literally did for all of humanity's existance per the myths?

Hello, Nonny, thanks for the question! I appreciate that you were trying to be respectful. 🧡

Firstly, I would like to say that I made that post last year. My thoughts and opinions have shifted over time, and that post was mostly made with the intention of comforting those who needed it (including myself, at the time). Posts like that don't offer enough context to express what a person actually believes/practices. I still would like to believe that gods don't just fuck with people or harm them in really shitty ways, but this is due to personal experience, as are most things within this type of religion. It's very heavily based on each individual's experiences with the gods. I have never met two people with the same exact practice or even interpretation of the gods; something is always a little bit different, even if it's a very small difference.

Secondly, these are myths that you're referencing. Even in ancient times, they were not interpreted literally all the time. This isn't really the type of religion that I would suggest people interpret myths literally, and I don't mean that in a rude way. It simply doesn't make sense to me to do that, especially when the culture of the ancient Greeks was so vastly different from the modern day. In fact, many of the major "issues" people have with Greek myths can be explained by a difference in culture and ways of thinking. If you choose to interpret myths literally, go for it, but I personally find the gods to be VERY different from the myths people told of them.

You have to remember as well that it's not as if these myths were written by the gods themselves or something; some old ass white men were probably the ones writing that stuff down, and they lived in a culture where men had all the rights and privileges (this is all to say that many myths treat women like shit for a reason: the culture viewed women as being worth less than literal animals).

The Greek myths are not scripture. I feel that basing one's views of the gods solely on myths is extremely limiting and, in my experience, inaccurate. Zeus has treated me very kindly, even helping me escape from the worst abuser I've ever faced; Poseidon has been very respectful, gently approaching me and randomly just popping up for assistance throughout my life; Apollo has been a light in the darkness for me during many times of need, always willing to guide me when I've lost my way. The gods can be depicted in myths one way but act in an entirely different way in reality.

That said, however, the gods are complex beings, similarly to humans. They are capable of feeling any emotion - sadness, happiness, anger, disgust, etc. Of course they're bound to get upset at humans from time to time, but I don't believe they would act maliciously towards someone randomly or for a super petty reason. They can be kind, loving, and sweet, but being multifaceted, they can also be cruel, spiteful, and angry. I would argue that rarely does a worshipper experience the more "unpleasant" side of the gods, but it does happen, I'm sure. I just believe that the gods will not go out of their way to just "mess with people", if that makes sense. For example, I don't believe Aphrodite would ruin someone's life for making a one-off comment about how their partner is "as/more beautiful as/than Aphrodite". Like, why would she care? Especially if that person doesn't even worship her, why does it matter what that person says? It's just some random person, and she has much better things to do than spend her time ruining their life for a compliment to their lover. The gods simply have better things to do and/or are more mature than that. They're thousands upon thousands of years old; I'm sure they know how to handle someone who called them a mean name or said something "hubristic" in a respectful and disciplined way, especially if that person isn't a worshipper/doesn't believe in their existence.

Of course, there are people who would disagree with me, and that's perfectly fine. There is no right or wrong belief when it comes to these things. The beauty of this religion is that you're free to think whatever you want. If you want to believe that Hermes is the god of Monster Energy™, you're absolutely free to do so! If you want to believe that saying someone is as beautiful as Aphrodite is insanely disrespectful and not ok, then you're free to think that as well. There's nothing wrong with believing whatever feels right to you, but just remember that at the end of the day, religion should be a generally positive experience for you. It should make you feel good in some way, be that happiness or fulfillment or even comfort. Religion shouldn't make you feel uncomfortable, unhappy, and unsafe constantly. There are times where religion - especially this one imo - will test your limits or push boundaries, but it shouldn't make you feel like shit all the time.

Ok, anyway, I apologize for going into a tangent lol. I hope this gave a sufficient answer to your question. Believe whatever you feel is right, Nonny. I may believe that the gods are kind (although they certainly can behave otherwise, being multifaceted), but you're welcome to believe the opposite. There is no one single way to interpret the gods; it's different for everyone. The only recommendation/advice I have for you is to base your views of the gods on personal experience rather than myths. Myths are just that: myths. They are meant to teach lessons or explain the nature of the world. Sometimes they're even just meant to show examples of a god's wrath/why you should respect the gods. Point being here that they aren't usually meant to be taken literally, and I personally would not recommend doing so, but it's entirely your choice.

I hope this helped and gave you a good answer! Take care, and have an awesome day/night. 🧡☺️

[gobbluthbutagirl]

realizing i have a whole bunch of “hope you’re ok” type messages from the past 1.5 months….SORRY GUYS!!! literally nothing happened!!! i just decided to stop posting for a while because i had had those two posts both blow up within a week of each other which of course was an unfriendly reminder that if you go more than like 3 degrees of separation outside of your immediate circle on this website you start encountering people who are genuinely too stupid to be alive. and i went through that whole “what do i get out of posting on here? NOTHING!” conversation with myself which of course was the same conversation that infamously led me to quit my job and move out of my shithole apartment/temporarily across the country 6 months ago and obviously not posting on a website is a much easier decision to make than either of those So. and then i didn’t post on here that i was doing that because i had no idea how long it would stick and i didn’t want to have a Goodbye Forever(See You Tonight!) moment. and then a few days after deleting the app i was like wow…i have so many more hours in the day all of a sudden! so i did not come back even to say goodbye which of course made it look like i had disappeared without a trace. SAD!

anyway…i have an extremely temporary part-time “job” now helping my mom’s friend move out of her house which she has dubbed “grey gardens” for reasons i assume are self-explanatory. which is the main thing that has changed since i’ve been gone. AND she’s actually paying me more per hour than target did 😃 so Yeah. and here’s some other thoughts i’ve had in the past 1.5 months that could’ve been posts, in no particular order and as a wall of text with little to no punctuation for your inconvenience:

Search party “when you know you know you know you know” scene scene of all time Daily Dot article about tiktok about walmart customer who loudly asked where the douches were or some shit and someone commented “target customers would NEVER” literally YES they would what planet are you living on My mom asked me in the middle of hobby lobby why she’s seeing so much stuff online about folding chairs now My mom forgot who mitch mcconnell is AGAIN My brother’s friend alex sent my brother a snapchat from behind the wheel saying “fuck yeah nerve damage!!!” My brother’s manager at dunkin who they demoted him to bring over is already quitting I finally met my nephew’s father and he wore his cookout hat and an anime t-shirt to his son’s first birthday party and he was too scared to say a single word to me and later my sister said he said he wants me to bake his birthday cake and also asked if i smoke weed because i’m “so creative” and this man is almost 28 years old My dad finally got rid of the couch i had been telling him he should get rid of for 2 years because his mom was coming to visit and he didn’t want her to see it There was an arrested development reference in the barbie movie did anyone else notice. Also this was my birthday cake that i made:

and here are some hounds:

[stxrmylxve]

nsfw alphabet with shinichiro?

ahhhh, shinichiro ✨😁 sure lovely, but i did include some sfw for a balance

A - affection Shinichiro is the best at affection. Maybe it was how he grew up formed him into the massive teddy bear, but he is all fluff with you.

B - body part His favorite body part of yours? Your ass. Nothing more. His hand lives there in public and a small, gentle slap here and there at home. Now for you? He’s a teddy bear, what isn’t there to love about him?

C - cuddles Uhm.. do I have to repeat myself? He’s the best. He actually wouldn’t hate being the little spoon, just anywhere he can get warmth he likes.

D - dirty secret When you’re away, he sometimes thinks about you and randomly gets turned on. So jacking off does it’s purpose and he imagines it was you. He gets into it too and ends up stopping before he overheats himself LOL

E - ending He is crushed when he has to dump you. He doesn’t want to! It wasn’t his choice! His life got bad, the money was low, and it was best for you to leave to get a more successful life. Seeing you cry those fat tears made him want to hold you and never let go, but he couldn’t. He couldn’t bring himself to because he, too, was crying.

F - favorite position Doggy all the way. Will he do others, sure, but you both can get into it by hitting the g-spots easily and your moans send him over.

G - goofy Goofiest man ever. Doesn’t matter if you’re mad, getting knocked up, sad, he will crack a joke to see a smile or hear a laugh.

H - hugging Teddy bear = good hugs. And after a good fuck, he falls asleep with you in his embrace.

I - i love you? (do they say it?) All the time. He wants you to know that he’s here, maybe not at home, but he’s always with you.

J - jealousy He might get jealous a few times, but you will always reasure him that you are his and he is yours. Thats what you both promised, right?

K - kisses Normally a peck on the cheek gets you both energized enough to go through the day, but catch him when he’s tired and you get a kiss on the lips. The best of both worlds.

L - little ones So good around kids. Now, he grew up pratically babysitting his brothers/sister, but kids LOVE him.

M - motivations A kiss. That’s all. Nothing more, nothing less, just a smooch. He loves kisses, and if it’s on the lips??? He is your slave.

N - nights with them Besides his gang and his bike, he loves spending time with you, and tries to anytime he can! Movie night with popcorn is a must, and a massage normally happens sometime in that time.

O - opening up Once he knew you and started dating you, he opened up whenever he needed to, and you knew you could do that right back. He would cry, get mad, anything to ease eachother was allowed and accepted.

P - patience He is extremely patient. Once again, it might be due to how he was raised, but he has learned that being patient is crucial to get what you want. Use that however you wish :]

Q - quiz (about you) I think he has a bad memory. Love you, idolizes you and your body, adores you, but can’t say when your anniversary is. It’s not that he doesn’t care, it’s just that he can’t remember anything for the life of him.

R - remembered… The first time you saw his bike. Your eyes pratically had hearts in them as you eyed the decaling on it. From there, you heard his hearty laugh and instantly fell in love !

S - security So protective over you! Not in an obsessive way, but he loves you and naturally wants peace for you.

T - trying effort Tries so hard to make sure you’re happy. If you want to try something new, he will with you, and etc.

U - unfairness Teases you a lot. He just thinks it’s adorable to see your face twist when he says things opposite of the answer you wanted.

V - volume surprisingly quiet. He whimpers a lot, and those can get loud, but he doesn’t moan a whole lot. He does moan, don’t kid yourself, but whimpering and groans are more often.

W - would they be whole without you? Absolutely not. He hates himself if you leave.

X - X-tra headcannon One time he caught you trying to hump a pillow for any hope of friction. He had been gone for a while on a trip and you were needy, what could you say? But when he caught you, something sparked inside of him and it unlesshed a literally machine.

Y - yearning Similar to the others, he won’t beg persay, but he might ask every once in a while. Work becomes a lot and ordinary sleep gets boring, he might need something to really tire himself out.

Z - zzz habits As mentioned above, sometimes work slams him so far down he sleeps for hours and hours. You once even thought he was dead, but no, he just sleeps lile a rock. If he can, he sleeps.

[talkingteardrop]

some of my headcanons for my fav people for a bit more info on my main au

firey: Bi-polyamorous, in a relationship with Leafy and Flower Leafy: Pan-polyamorous, in a relationship with Firey and Flower, has adopted Rocky Flower: bi-poly, trans, leans towards women more, in a relationship with Firey and Leafy Rocky: Has arms in his human form, occasionally speaks a word or two Firey Jr: Leafy and fireys son from da futuree Lollipop: Les-poly, styles hair for money, owns a shop/restaurant with Gelatin and Flower, has adopted Gelatin in a relationship with Pencil and Match Pencil: Les-poly, makes fun of fanny just to make her sad (will expand when i get to fanny), in a relationship with Match and Lollipop Match: les-poly, likes dying peoples hair, in relationship with pencil and lolli Gelatin: aroace bc he thinks love is gross, 11, adopted by Lollipop, literally chaos incarnate TD: Straight, has a thought translation headband made by GB, in relationship with Woody Woody: Straight, can still be a scaredy-cat/affectionate, dating TD, doesnt like children Book: Lesbian, a lil bit of a nerd, has a crush on pillow Pillow: Lesbian, bffs with Fanny, knows book likes her and teases her often (holding hands, leaning in her, etc) GB: Straight, has arms in her human form, sometimes invents random things when shes bored, daring TB TB: Bi, has arms as a human, once had a crush on SB, helps GB with inventing things, dating GB Remote: Lesbian, loves rhythm games, comforts Fanny during her breakdowns and often lets fanny fall asleep on her, has a crush on Liy Bubble: Confused in her sexuality, constantly debating if she should leave her alliance, oblivious to fannys crush on her Fanny: Lesbian, has arms as a human, hides her insecurities with hate and anger (she has vitiligo and thinks it makes her ugly), has a BIIIIG crush on Bubble but denies it Tree: Gay and trans, Leafys older brother, Very protective over leafy, disapproves of Firey, dating Black Hole Black Hole: Bisexual, has a tree hairclip, clingy asf, dating tree Four: wtf do you call a genderless dating a genderless???, hates two, protective over X, dating X X: same as Four, bffs with all the other algebraliens, mentally 10/affectionate, dating Four Two: Aroace, B r i t i s h, hates Four (kinda), loves to use his powers to toss X around Winner: bi, hates being misgendered, protective over Taggy and Profily, dating Loser (hidden relationship) Loser: Pan, had abusive parents, ran from home at 7, has bandages on his one arm for two reasons, 1: to match Winners missing arm, 2: to hide scars from abuse, scared of yelling, dating Winner (hidden relationship) Pin: bi, had a crush on leafy, extremely sarcastic at times, dating Coiny Coiny: bi (thinks hes Straight), dumb*ss. Actually on good terms with firey, dating Pin Profily: Aroace, friends with almost everyone, still doesn’t like leafy Taggy: Aroace, loves making the >:3 face, bffs with the other nb contestants Six: AGAIN TF YOU CALL A GENDERLESS DATING A GENDERLESS-, always tired bc of Nine, just wants sleep, dating Nine Nine: not gonna repeat myself, loves doing kickflips to show off, obnoxious, dating Six Cake: Trans, shy, had a huge crush on loser, dating pie Pie: Trans, pretty chill most of the time, will get pissed if someone hurts cake, dating came

[illbestarryeyedforyou]

I always see you reblog posts with the hashtag someday or fatherhood. How do you stay positive in those days when you feel kinda sad it hasn't come yet? (if you ever feel that way)

hmm, interesting question —

I could be a goof about it and just say that straight up delusion keeps me positive about such life or dream of mine hahaha, but I'll try to be more honest.

Keep in mind that it's different for everyone, okay? 😊😊

Firstly, for the "someday" because it's more broad with stuff like life goals, life, family, love, adventure, etc- ...I understand my reality or where I'm at in life. I accept that I've rejected advancement in relationships, career opportunities, and travel opportunities in general. At the same time, I've also made peace that I've missed out on opportunities when it pertains to the same things. But mostly important, I acknowledge that some setbacks or missed opportunities were due to my immaturity, mental health, inexperience, and hubris. I just didn't know better.

And that's okay.

So that's step one: understanding the reality of my situation and where I am in life.

And, well at least for me, it does get lonely, quiet (or loud depending on how you see it), hopeless, meaningless, and disheartening feeling as though you won't be able to experience joy in life or love in general.

However, I'm just optimistically in love with life ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. I will always choose to or try my best to remain in love with life because each day is a new day and you never know what it might bring. I'm intentionally choosing to make the most of what I have currently in my life and appreciate it. I'm choosing to be grateful for the friends I've made and currently have. Cherish them as much as I can. Moreover, where I'm at in life is not where I'll be forever. Meaning, maybe I have a job I don't enjoy.. I can always find another one or endure it for the sake of survival, and saving up money until I find a better job.

I'm trying not to ramble and make sense at the same time —

Do I want love? YES. I want to be that person someone wants to call to talk to and wish good night. I want to be that someone's daydream. I want to be someone's good thing. And everything else I've reblogged about love. And I will. I'm hopeful I'll find them or they'll find me 😊😊 and when that happens, forever will start.

Until then, I gotta keep growing as a person, friend, family member, and man. I gotta keep trying to be the best version of myself every day 😊😊

That being said, try not to drown in the longings to where it becomes an ocean of sadness. It's okay to want that and grieve for it as well BUT get the fuck up, look up, and breathe. You'll get all of that in due time 😊😊

Tumblr is a good place to read this post I'm about to paraphrase - you ever came across that text post about romanticizing your life? DO THAT. Be in love with the life you currently have, love your friends, family and yourself. Make the most of what you have and what you can experience, all while being excited and curious about your tomorrows 😊😊

It's not easy, and it will never get easier to deal with those sad, lonely and empty days, but it'll be worth it. time will pass anyways so you might as well be good in it 😊

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As for "fatherhood"?

I think the fact that I'm an uncle to 10+ niblings makes it easier for me to deal with that "missing part" of my life hahaha—

There's not really much to explore other than the fact that I hope someday I get the opportunity to be a dad or be seen as a father figure? Whether it's biologically or as a step dad. That's all. I don't know if it will ever happen, that's out of my control like most things, BUT I really really really hope it does. I feel like I could make the best dad/step dad out there 😊😊😊

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okay.. this is how I approach life, anon. It's messy, and chaotic and extremely delusional, but I try to take a minute or two to appreciate what I do have and even if I have nothing, I'm choosing to remain optimistically in love with life. 😊😊

thank you so much for the ask, anon. I hope I made sense(?) and this helps you in any small way in figuring out how to deal with those difficult days. Good luck, rooting for you. 😊✌🏽