#oml i actually like this

[gummy-axolotl]

It's finished!

Pls reblog 💜

@kovox @actuallynickels

[raspberrywiskey]

dead man !

[wishitweresummer]

Sapnap tickling George <33

[iann-arts]

ACTUALLY VIBRATING OVER GETTING IN NOTABLE MENTIONS

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[moochio7]

Y’all know that one Jerma clip where he says he stares down his friends while eating?

[sagau-my-beloved]

More or less a continuation of the Venti jealousy oneshot

Warnings: general sagau, codependency, obsession

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Morning came all too quickly, light trickling in as it usually did without any care towards your desires, the idea seemed almost poetic in a way. The entire world morphed to suit your whims, yet the stars remained as uncaring as ever.

You awoke with a foggy mind, a mixture of dream and reality swirling through what little consciousness you currently held. You were quick to notice a heavy weight as well, one that lay unmoving atop you.

It only took a second for you to see Venti's body completely tangled in yours, limbs sprawled about, legs intertwined, and his head resting softly on your chest.

A recollection of exactly what happened the night prior finally started to crystallize, all the words, both spoken and unspoken, that were exchanged...

He looked so peaceful like that, his eyes fluttered closed, lips slightly parted, so content, as if in that moment he wasn't a God that had borne witness to countless bloodshed, that had a hand in causing it. He was simply your Venti, an unburdened creature so full of the whimsy you found yourself lacking.

You gently caressed his hair, feeling him stir slightly at the feeling, seemingly pulling himself out of whatever slumber originally occupied his mind.

"You're here..."

Who gave him permission to sound that adorable when half awake, seriously, you needed to have a long conversation with whoever felt it fitting to give an Archon the ability to melt hearts so easily.

"Of course I am." You cooed, cupping his cheek as he leaned into your hand.

Venti immediately pressed a soft kiss to your palm with closed eyes, a warm act that almost caused butterflies, if he hadn’t had done it over a million times before.

You returned the act with a soft smile, befitting of your title, as he looked up at you with beautiful bright eyes.

"I missed you..." He mumbled, leaning up to kiss you, getting close enough to allow you to close the final gap.

You laughed slightly, the sound ringing out across the room as Venti cherished it.

"I've been with you this entire time."

He only chooses to cling closer, nuzzling his head into your neck, "I really missed you..."

He was always like this the mornings you spent together, so desperate to have you all to himself. You once had someone walk in on a morning like this, come to check on you since he had been hogging you for the entirety of it, and that poor person had a door slammed directly in their face.

Sadly, you couldn't indulge him as heavily this time, some mixture of hunger and anxiety from where you left the previous night’s conversation prompted you to attempt to wiggle your way out of his grasp, an attempt he didn't take kindly to.

"You're not leaving, are you?" Venti asked with a pout, obvious displeasure bleeding through his voice.

"I'm sorry," it was a sheepish apology, containing traces of the underlying emotions you were attempting to conceal, "I've got meetings to attend today, I should really get ready."

Of course that wasn't a full lie, there was the meeting on the new irrigation system, the one tackling the problem of the increasing elemental slimes, the festival planning committee for the new holiday that your followers were all so insistent on creating for the day of your arrival... It was going to be a busy day. Venti could sense the use of an excuse though, pouncing on it with a dejected expression.

"Do you not want to be here, with me?"

He definitely had a way of cutting to the root of the problem didn’t he, forgoing all the flowery embellishments in favor of simply asking a question you couldn't possibly answer.

You did answer though, settling on what might be seen as the least direct and most evasive.

"It's nothing like that, truly. I just can't allow you to hog me today."

Venti let out a hum in response, doing little to loosen his hold on you.

"Or..." He started, wrapping his arms around you fully, effectively trapping you further, "You could let me take you out to Windrise, or maybe Stormbearer Point? We never go out that far out together."

His voice was a mixture of hope and need, played off with the same carefree tone he was known for. That sounded like an altogether pleasant outing really, but it certainly wasn't something in the cards for you today, or this week, or probably this month.

Venti could sense your answer before your mouth even opened to relay it, and yet his expression didn't match what you were expecting it to fall to, the same needy and down stricken completely heart-wrenching face he made every time you denied him of your presence, in its place was something akin to a hardened determination, something that could be considered dangerous.

"And what if I just kept you here instead, hmm?"

You gave him a curious look, tilting your head to the side in an attempt to fully understand exactly what he was implying, him matching your expression with a mischievous glint and rather cheeky smile.

"Oh my dear divine creator, do tell me you'll indulge your most loyal, trusted, and loved follower?"

You stifled a giggle at his tone, mentally picturing the image of exactly how Zhongli would react if he heard such 'blasphemy' come out of the mouth of his former companion in arms.

"Those are bold words you know."

Venti feigned offense at the implication, "Yet true all the same, right? I am your favorite, aren't I? You'll say it won't you?"

He was practically begging for praise, mumbled words of pleas in between him exercising his hard-earned privilege of being allowed to press his lips against your skin, a privilege unique to him and very few others, and he certainly made full use of it.

You wanted to protest, refute all of it, the notion that you would be spending any part of your day indulging him instead of attending to your much more important work, the idea that you held him on some sort of pedestal above your other followers, but it seemed particularly difficult to actually get the words out as Venti was intent on filling every one of your thoughts with how gently he touched you. His fingers were softly pressed against your back, certainly not demanding, never forceful, never anything but loving, loving and desperate that is.

"Please," it was practically a breathy moan, "Please look at me."

You hadn't even realized your eyes had wandered off, to a safer and less intense place than his gaze.

You hesitantly moved them back, intentionally avoiding his own eyes in favor of watching how his hair swayed with every subtle movement. He seemed content with that.

"Don't ever stop looking at me."

The way he said it, with a broken voice, as if your attention was lifesaving, as if he'd truly and utterly suffer without it, a living death.

He was yours, all yours, nothing but yours. Yours to do anything with, yours to own and use. But it was all pointless if you discarded him, if you chose not to look at him, not to acknowledge him, to deprive him of the very thing he lived off.

Back the way things were at the beginning, him being simply another face among a sea of people who worshiped you, how he died a little inside every time your eyes simply brushed over him, how he had to claw and fight his way to the position he was currently in, and how he would do it again a million times over.

Oh how he would easily morph himself into whatever you wanted. Appearance, personality, moral code, it was all worthless, all adaptable. Maybe you've grown to find his voice grating, or perhaps you're attracted to a more refined look, he saw you stealing glances at Diluc the other day after all... Do you consider him lazy? Should he take a more active role as an Archon like Ei?

You watched him spiral, not entirely sure what it was he was over-analyzing, but concerned nonetheless.

"Venti?"

Your voice brought him back almost immediately, eyes snapping to attention as if ready to hang on to any word you could possibly speak, any noise at all that would exit your parted lips worth as much as any gospel.

"Are you alright? You seem kind of... stressed."

Venti savored the individual sounds of the syllables, simply the way you spoke them, the slight twinge of a foreign accent that didn't quite belong to the land of Teyvat, one that he could never hope to imitate or hear in any other person, something that was uniquely you. It took a moment longer for him to register the syllables in relation to each other, the words they spelled out and the implications behind the subtle rises and falls in your voice throughout the sentences. You had a way of making everything sound like the most beautifully written song. A single line, one that he must have heard other variations of a million times before, so easily reducing all of his handcrafted ballets to dust.

Venti blinked owlishly for a moment, as if not quite sure how to respond, seemingly unable to even fathom following your beautiful symphony with one of his own creation.

You could see it now, the way he was regressing, receding into the same mindset he had as a simple wind wisp, the form you had first met him in, or so you were told.

You briefly thought back to that moment, how he explained it with sad eyes and a reminiscent smile. That was a difficult day for you both.

But the more immediate problem was how your beloved Archon was quickly losing touch with reality.

You could see it in the way his eyes seemed to glaze over, how they unfocused themselves when acknowledging anything that wasn't you, how he looked as if he wasn't even aware of any of it.

You weren't blessed with the ability to read minds, but you were sure that if you exercised such a skill in his current presence, the only thing that you would hear would be your name on infinite repeat, with the same adoring tone that displayed all over his face.

He was particularly cute when love drunk, to say anything less would be a blatant lie. Simply watching how his eyes sparkled brought an unconscious smile to your face, along with a strong feeling of wanting nothing more than to simply hold him and love him, to give in to him. It was a very dangerous feeling, you knew that by heart.

You let out a soft sigh, a noise that caused him to immediately perk up, filled with an obvious desire to be told what to do, what exactly you wanted from him, what he could do to make you happy.

"I'm supposed to be somewhere in about fifteen minutes you know."

You intentionally avoided saying anything about Kaeya and the whole Treasure Hoarder situation, but it somehow seemed as if Venti knew, which was rather obvious in the way his face immediately darkened.

"Stay." It wasn't spoken as a suggestion, but not quite as a demand either. "I'll deal with him myself tomorrow."

You weren't quite sure you liked the way he phrased that, implying his intention was to deal with Kaeya and not the situation—

As it was always better to attempt damage control before the damage had even occurred, you did your best to mumble out a few excuses laced with apologies as you attempted to once again wiggle out of the sheets, and eventually, with a push more forceful than you had originally intended, you managed to do just that. The end result, however, was less than desirable: Venti on the floor with an incredibly shocked expression.

As much as you did want to offer to take him with you, allow him the honor of indulgence, an honor only you could grant, you weren't as sure as you would have been comfortable in the notion that he wouldn't attempt to shoot Kaeya on sight.

So instead, you opted for a sorry smile, followed by a quick dash to and out the door before he could even blink, much less protest.

Venti stayed on the floor for quite a while after, slowly coming to terms with the fact that you weren't coming back. He was rather sure that if you were still here, you'd think he mimicked a kicked puppy, and the comparison wouldn't be too far off.

He contemplated sitting there all day, imagining the loving expression you'd wear when coming back to find him in the exact same place you left him. That, in itself, would make it more than worth it.

But then again, how much happier might you look if you came back to flowers? A bundle of Mondstadt's finest ones at that, and he could even add some crystal cores in, as you always seemed so enamored by the Crystalflies.

Or maybe you'd prefer a nice meal? It did pain him to think of how often you didn’t focus on your health, so preoccupied, so diligent to take care of everyone else. Venti made a sour face at the thought, he would continue to stand by the statement that none of them deserve it, especially at the cost of your well-being.

It was difficult to stop the rapid-fire ideas that seemed to keep multiplying, everything he could do in the span of time before your re-arrival. But Venti was fully prepared to tackle them, all while daydreaming of the praise you just might give him in return.

[risetherivermoon]

i feel like nicky (being this weird mushed up mix of nick close and nicholas foster,) would, obviously have his moments where you're like "heh yeah he's so cool and metal" but also have moments where you're like "yup, that guys a cop's son"

gimme nicky lecturing taylor on weapon safety with a sword, gimme nicky who never goes over the speedlimit, gimme nicky who makes sure everyone has their seatbelts on, gimme nicky being cautious about fire safety even though he's a literal demon

[la-cocotte-de-paris]

So this is my review of Die Kaiserin season 1:

[hayden-christensen]

I'm gonna defend the prequels no matter what, even to the end of time.

yes prequel stan and defender for life!!

[dcbnam-aep]

the feminine urge to befriend maeve and ruby and give them both all the love and support that they deserve urgh

[stuffy-just-doodles]

Wha!? me experimenting with a different art style for these two!? Now wa!-

[spinostarz]

Henry in the second pet of the book was soooo unnerving, like watching something hunt, and we already knew as readers he was completely unhinge idk it was uncomfortable lol

YES!! The garden scene specifically unsettled me so bad idk something about it and how he handled the subject matter he was discussing so calmly just. ugh!!!!!!! Henry!!!!!!!!!!!

[mayahawkeswife]

my roman empire, thanks for asking, is the fact that since i’m one of the few openly lesbian girls at my school and that i’m not traditionally feminine/i am gnc, i am a lot of girls first wlw relationship/situationship/crush but they don’t seem to understand that i, too, am also a girl and not a man. so they like subconsciously try to fit me into the “man’s” role or like force heteronormativity shit onto me for a gender that is not even mine.

and like— not only is it mine but they’re shouldn’t be things that “the man has to do” or “the woman has to do” in any sort of relationship. regardless the gender of yourself or your partner.

anyways.

[ace-dodo]

Low functioning day? What about a low functioning week!

[j-aborg]

🌑Ch,6 : The Dead of night🌑

Ok here's actual MC content lmao

Felix is the main LI Aster is paired with so uh, yes :]

[impregnatedafterpostbirthdaysex]

Green Lantern: Legacy, Tai Phan & Alexander Griffin