#save me pingu

[russellradio]

me, painfully single, trying to write a valentine's day fic

[lightlesstual]

bought sekiro and it's honestly the best thing i've ever done this month. thank you kenjirou tsuda for being the reason why i bought it in the first place shhshsh

[weewootruck]

How does Pinterest see me?

Tagged by @spotsandsocks

✨️Rules: Search up fashion, pantone, mood, food, and then save the first picture that comes up.

The pingu photo showing up because I have been looking for a good pingu to get tattooed

And Spots, I also had the Dino and kermit pop up for mood 😂

Not sure who's done this already but tagging the usual:

@monsterrae1 , @loserdiaz , @hippolotamus , @exhuastedpigeon , @underwaterninja13,

@wikiangela , @princessfbi , @eddiebabygirldiaz , @spaceprincessem , @daffi-990 ,

@steadfastsaturnsrings , @honestlydarkprincess , @thewolvesof1998 , @bekkachaos , @diazsdimples ,

@fortheloveofbuddie ,

[fruitbasketball]

nba playoffs recap 6/9

nba finals game 2

okay guys i’m doing this for you. the wound is still so fresh. every time the celtics win a basketball game i die a little inside.

not a single member of the dallas mavericks organization is taking this shit seriously except for luka, and luka can’t hit a fucking free throw to save his life. kyrie irving, you are not the man i thought you were. COLLECTIVELY these motherfuckers shot 16-24 from the line, and we lost by 8.

bro like you have to be kidding me. it’s just the fucking fundamentals bro, you gotta make your free throws!! you gotta play d, you gotta wait for a great shot and quit chucking em up holy fuck. so many times in this game where we needed to control the pace because obviously the c’s are gonna push us faster.

luka was gassed dude you can tell because he’s fucking CARRYING the goddamn team. this mavs d is awful. just AWFUL. how are you letting payton bitchard hit a buzzer beater IN Y’ALL MOUTH like that bro???? HE AVERAGES LIKE NOTHING NOTHING AND NOTHING A GAME!!!! HOLY FUCK!!! ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW???? CAN Y’ALL GET IT TOGETHER????

just ugly, ugly basketball yesterday. meanwhile, the celtics just play a complete game. i’m gonna be objective about this - even tho tatum is not playing his best, he doesn’t NEED to. brown steps up, holiday, even tingus pingus. and that ball movement is just gorgeous. just beautiful. meanwhile, luka is carrying a team WITH KYRIE IRVING ON IT. where are the rest of the dallas mavericks???? WHERE ARE THEY????

better show the fuck up in american airlines

mavs in 7.

[lunarsun12]

Yeonjun Flirting History - Part 2

Masterlist

Previous Part

After Soobin remark, of telling Yeonjun not to flirt. He stormed into his shared room, with Yeonjun hot on the heals after him. Trying to sort the situation and let him explain.

Will Yeonjun able to make up with Soobin?

Yeonjun: Hey! How dare you call me a flirt!! You hardly pay attention to me! It either the kids or your work!

Soobin gave a scoff: At least! I care about the kids and told you many times! It is my dream!

Yeonjun: Hey don’t bring the kids into this! I care as well sometimes, when they behave!

Yeonjun: I only flirted with one person and is your bestie! It’s the only way to make you jealous!

Soobin: I don’t need to be jealous! I trust you with my whole heart! Even you said you didn’t flirt, I would have believed you!

Soobin: But today, after I saw the mob…the rumours is true you are Mr Charmer

Yeonjun: Its a misunderstanding, it that bestie of yours. He hired all these people as a favour….

Soobin: Favour?

Yeonjun: I just wanted them as paparazzi, to show my students I am super duper famous

Soobin immediately knew what was going on: Yeonjun did you boast too much and how you were bts back up dancer?

Yeonjun: Y-yes it was a lifetime opportunity! I even become friends with them! I gotta boast!!

Soobin: Then what was that comment Seonghwa yelled calling a you a flirt

Yeonjun: Erm…I may not harassed him last week. To act like he has huge crush me, to make you jealous

Soobin facepalm his head, he knew getting Seonghwa to have crush on someone other then Hongjong. Is like asking Beomgyu to be quiet for a day.

Soobin: Yeonjun, we spoken this before. I don’t care what you do. I always trust you. I’m gonna make some tea and make a call to Seonghwa.

Soobin left their bedroom door, he noticed Beomgyu bear was outside the door. He didn’t suspect anything and shrug. When Soobin reach the kitchen, Yeonjun immediately ran towards Soobin. Along with a bumble as he tripped on Beomgyu bear and gave Soobin a hug. Which then Kai walked in screamed.

End of Flashback…

Back at TXT Chat

Soobin🍞: This how it happened! Kai we are sorry for scaring you like that

Heuningkai🐧: Can’t you do it somewhere else! There are kids here!!

Yeonjun🐯: Can’t you have eyes, and saw two people standing! We are making up

Soobin🍞: Yeonjun, don’t be mean to Kai. You know how sensitive he is!!

Taehyun🤓: Good thing Kai came early! Or else he will be scared for life!

Beomgyu🐻: Is Mr snuffles okay? He was so rudely trod on!!

Soobin🍞: You bear is fine, your appa apologised to it

Yeonjun🐯: Since when-

Yeonjun🐯: Nevermind, I said sorry to the bear

Heuningkai🐧: Mr snuffles is mine! You stole him! Pingu misses him

Beomgyu🐻: He will be yours soon, after I perform surgery on him. He is such a good pillow

There was scream and a loud footsteps towards Beomgyu room. Kai trying to save Mr snuffles to lose any stuffing.

Soobin🍞: Goodnight kids, I will go sort those two out. Before Kai gets another haircut

Soobin🍞: Also Yeonjun stop giving Beomgyu scissors, when he asked!

Previous Part

[boymilf]

ojhh I'm so sick today..... save me pingu

[ilovescaredysquirrel2]

Why are people hating on GOOD kids shows?

Why do people hate on good, innocent kids shows like Bluey and My Little Pony, but they don't have a problem with 6 year olds watching a cheesy Disney classic with an underage girl wearing nothing on her chest but seashells, and her body drawn with exaggerated curves? What is your issue? You don't have a problem with that but you have a problem with a dad dog pretending to have a baby to play with his puppies? WHAT IS YOUR ARGUMENT? I know, you probably grew up with movies like Little Mermaid, Aladdin, Sleeping Beauty, ect... but they are not meant for 3-6 year olds! I'm 20, and I didn't grow up with those Disney movies. The ones I grew up with were Up, Tangled, and Brave. I mostly grew up with kids cartoons, so no one is a bigger advocate for them than I am! Give Bluey a break!

What age do you think SpongeBob Squarepants is good for? it's meant to be for 6-8 or older. It's not meant to be for toddlers. It's NOT a bad show at all! Don't hate on SpongeBob, because it has a lot of good intentions, despite it being Nickelodeon, and even though I will agree that the later seasons got kind of... overboard. SpongeBob himself as a character, is surprisingly a better role model for kids than a lot of Disney characters are. Of all the things On Nickelodeon to not let kids watch, I don't think it should be SpongeBob. If you want to know what the WORST things on Nickelodeon are, I can save that long a f list for another day.

Can we please give Caillou a break, too? He's not always a brat, I promise! I watched the show a lot as a kid and I know that he threw a tantrum in one episode, but the entire show isn't about him throwing tantrums, it's about a 4 year old exploring and learning about the world. Honestly, I went on a plane for the first time at 3 years old and seeing Caillou get on a plane in the show made me feel better about flying, as a kid. Plus, Caillou later episodes tried their best to make everyone feel included, they weren't afraid to show diversity. Give the show a break, it's not a bad show! I promise, if you want most episodes, Caillou is not the "brat" that everyone remembers him to be. You can't tell me Pingu isn't a brat, though! (Pingu's a Swiss stop-motion cartoon with a penguin but I don't recommend it for kids at all).

If you don't believe me, watch some of these episodes for yourself and observe them. If you're going to watch SpongeBob, I recommend the earlier episodes because those ones actually have more of a lesson that the characters learn. I mean, they're actually good for kids but there's better stuff out there, too. Still, don't ignore what I said!

[s-t-a-c-y-y-y]

Imma write a story while I drift to sleep. It probably won’t make sense…

Once upon a time I saw theee million sardines swimming in the Great Lakes. They were silvery. like a grey silver color. I tried to catch them, but I couldn’t match up to their high speeds.

As I exited the lake, I swam up the pathway like a shark and beat someone up. Regretting my decision, I decided to heal the man with my magical powers using witch hazel and the power of the pentagram and the pendulum. I ran towards the train, which has been recently built and takes people across the oceans of planet earth.

Arriving back home overseas, I hugged my boyfriend and we trotted back to the Pizza Hut where we were going to eat. Unfortunately some bastard has taken over the town and he really hates me and my boyfriend so we have to run away. This man has killed all my friends and he smells like charred sardines covered in bleach. He wiggles his giga Chad beard and Naruto runs towards me, screeching and then attempting to snap my head backwards.

Before he can kill me, he is hit by a car. In this car is Bob the builder, who has come to rescue me and my boyfriend and teach me the Jedi ways in order to defeat the fascist nerds. But how? How can we beat them? That is what I asked to Bob thre Builder as he wiggled his moustache, and that’s when I realized he’s actually Wario. Wario is the cool guy who will help us defeat the evil who is trying to fuck everyone up. He activated his Pingus machine and scans the world in Cheetos brand Flamin hot sauce mixed with nacho dip. Fuck Im getting hungy ue ue ue

Wario has angered the god of gigachads who wants to chop off my head for traitorism but Wario takes the bullet, and he explodes. I mourn the loss of our hero and I use his Jedi teachings to blow up the gigachad king. I guess I saved the day?

Meanwhile, the story.becomes a little more nonsensical from this point and the comma stops being used

It’s a good fucking things that I have autocorrect smiley face

Anyways. The Black Plague has eaten my leg and it turns out that I had not defeated anyone. It was all a dream in a world that where dreams don’t exist. Wario is there with me and he’s going to teach me the way of the Jedi. First I need to chop a cucumber in half. Wario laughs like wah ha ha ha because I am not good at chopping a cucumber. I prove him wrong though and he is astonished by my excellency. He does his twerk of approval and then he crawls to the next part of the training course to defeat the Aupreme Evil, his archenemy. But we’ll get to that another day, if this dream ends of not

[indelibleevidence]

I posted 4,735 times in 2022

That's 1,895 more posts than 2021!

306 posts created (6%)

4,429 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@nachosncheeze

@scarletfern

@yesifitswithyou

@seananmcguire

@take2intotheshower

I tagged 3,867 of my posts in 2022

Only 18% of my posts had no tags

#blindspot - 1,786 posts

#blindspot rewatch 2022 - 1,378 posts

#uk politics - 156 posts

#😁😁😁 - 149 posts

#blindspot 3x01 - 105 posts

#blindspot fanfic - 90 posts

#blindspot 3x04 - 82 posts

#❤ - 78 posts

#blindspot 2x22 - 70 posts

#blindspot 3x11 - 65 posts

Longest Tag: 138 characters

#like you'll have a plan and then the characters will do the 'well now i am not doing it' pingu meme & decide to do something that adds 50k

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Remi: And I need to be naked inside the bag, so they'll see the tattoo and know to call Weller.

Roman: WTF?

Oscar: You want to flash the entire bomb squad?

Shepherd: Why don't we get you a halterneck shirt and some hotpants? That way, Weller's name will be visible when they have you turn around to be cuffed, and your arms and legs will be bare-

Remi: Nope. Naked.

Oscar: But you-

Remi: Weller has to see the goods.

Roman: Gross. *walks off*

Oscar: Weller isn't even with the bomb squad right now!

Remi: But he'll watch the footage, and this way he'll know exactly how hot I am, even before I start hitting things.

Roman: *from next room* EWW.

Oscar: Hello, still wounded from you breaking off our engagement, here...

Remi: Sacrifices must be made to save our country. I need to bone Weller.

Shepherd: I don't remember this part of the plan, but you know what? I approve.

Roman and Oscar: I don't!

Shepherd: Kurt will make an excellent husband.

Oscar: Wait, what?

Remi: Yeah, and he's weirdly loaded for an uncorrupt cop, so maybe after I'm bored of snuggling him - I mean after we execute Phase Two and build a new, non-corrupt government - I can kill him for his life insurance.

Oscar: Snuggling?! *runs upstairs* Kinga, play Everybody Hurts by REM.

Remi: Anyway, if I'm naked in Times Square, at least Roman won't be trying to keep an eye on me.

Shepherd: I was just going to take him to Coney Island and brush up on his defensive driving skills with the bumper cars, but your way will work better.

55 notes - Posted March 26, 2022

#4

Abled culture teaches abled people to be entitled. You are entitled to never have to learn anything about disability and ableism. You are entitled to get to move through the world, and through our movements, with little-to-no understanding or political analysis about disability, even as you pontificate about every other system of oppression and violence. Abled culture in our movements mean that we will say, “we must center those who are most impacted,” all day every day, but then not include disabled, especially those who are high risk, in the center during a global pandemic. Abled entitlement means that you will still continue to plan your vacation abroad, even amidst the Delta surge; you will still post pictures from your giant family holiday gathering amidst the Omicron surge. 

You are not entitled to our deaths. You are not entitled to the deaths of our loved ones in the name of capital, privilege and “normal.” You are not entitled to our silence about our pain and suffering and the wet tar grief that envelops us. You are not entitled to our fear and terror at the worsening conditions and chaos of this pandemic, wondering if we will ever be able to safely leave our homes again.    

- Mia Mingus

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71 notes - Posted February 19, 2022

#3

If you need a sign from the universe to replay the Portal games, this is it! They're still just as good a decade on!

(Though the lyrics to Still Alive hit a little differently in a mid-pandemic era, I have to admit. Just me?)

111 notes - Posted May 24, 2022

#2

Hey, Gen Z sapphics currently stanning Elizabeth Mitchell because of First Kill! Did you know she played Angelina Jolie's girlfriend in a movie called Gia in the 90s?

123 notes - Posted June 21, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

The worst thing about chronic illness is the way you follow all the good self care advice, and your body still goes 'nope'.

Get a decent night's sleep? Wake up feeling completely unrested!

Eat the nutritious, balanced diet? Have your body completely reject it, so that you absorb next to none of those nutrients, and end up reaching for a giant pouch of Skittles for energy, because it's better than nothing!

Exercise? Get hit with post-exertional malaise so you can barely get out of bed for the next two days! (Ditto for showering.)

And then you tell people that you've tried doing the healthy things, and they don't work on you...and people act sceptical, like you're just not trying hard enough. Like you don't want to be well. But when the trying hard leads to nothing but your body giving you a giant 'screw you', it's easier and more effective to not even bother.

251 notes - Posted November 18, 2022

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[cookinguptales]

A good way to feel better about spending money on fun things is to pretend things cost twice as much, you save until you can "buy" two of the fun thing, but half goes in the savings jar, and that way you never feel like you spent more than you saved. You can also do stuff like save half or twice as much as you spend depending on what feels right.

This is an interesting idea to try! I have to admit that often it feels like the only amount that's okay to spend on myself is 0%, but maybe this will help. I'll try it.

The issue is honestly that I am saving money, though less than I'd hoped I'd have by this time. Thanks, inflation. :') But I feel like I shouldn't spend any of it on fun stuff until I've spent what I need to on this one big project, even if I know that kind of austerity isn't actually sustainable, especially if it takes me a year or two longer to do this thing.

So now I'm just kind of forcing myself to do nice things and have fun even if sometimes it does feel very much like that Pingu scene.

pictured, me buying myself something nice

[taibu]

4, 14, 19, 29?

Thank youuu!

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

Bonkles and HF characters (or robots in general), so many details haha hence why I draw bonkles in clothes nowadays. saves me the time from drawing all of those nooks and crannies...

and I suppose super detailed characters in general, no matter what species they are.

14. Any favorite motifs

I have no idea what that means so I had to look it up

"In art and iconography, a motif is an element of an image. The term can be used both of figurative and narrative art, and ornament and geometrical art. A motif may be repeated in a pattern or design, often many times, or may just occur once in a work."

and honestly... i have no answer to this XD this whole motif thing is so wide and can mean like a seven million things that im not even gonna bother thinking about this longer than this lol

19. Favorite inanimate objects to draw (food, nature, etc.)

eeeeeeh I don't think I LIKE drawing objects in general. like, crystal orbs are cool if you know how to draw them right. but other than that I don't think i really enjoy drawing random background crap XD the main reason why most of my comics just have the same forest-y backgrounds lol

29. Media you love, but doesn't inspire you artistically

man these questions are so vague, I don't know if this means media as in STYLE of media (music, movies etc) or a specific thing in a specific media (like tv-shows or anime or whatevs). whoever made this question-list really should have though this out better XD

anyway, I suppose I watch a lot of anime and cartoons that I like but I never draw fanart of, like digimon (love the first, second and third series), lucky star and pingu. but even they may inspire some style-choices or story-bits.

and as for media styles, I love music but I don't know how to make it I guess? XD

horrible answers but eh whatevs it's like 1AM here

[shawtylike]

finished gotham will now be going insane PINGU PARTY HOLY SHIT I LOVE PINGU HE MAKES ME GO INSANE I LOVE HIM SO MUCH. as shit as the show is its like definitely meant to have deeper meanings and be taken seriously they just,,,,, kinda fuck it up. OSWALDS CONNECTION TO THE PIER THO IS SO OBVIOUS FROM THE BEGINNING like the connection isnt obvious from the beginning but they did a good job at setting it up. the writing is so 2014-2016 in nature like,,,,, ugh specifically theyre portrayal of eds what im assuming was meant to be multiple personality disorder??? THE ACTORS SAVED THE SHOW SO MUCH IDGAF ROBIN LORD TAYLOR DID SO FUCKING AMAZING RAHHHHHHHHHHH maybe its just bc im in love with pingu party, but like his facial expressions <333 him using a bottlecap in his shoe to keep the limp consistent <333333 the way his character stayed as consistent as possible through gothams writing <33333 RAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ALSO THE COSTUMING WAS SOSOSOSO GOOD will never get over scarecrows outfit, the fact that we only got it for like 20 minutes total is so fucked up cant stand it. all of ozs silly lil outfits too love them so much <333 also jeromes make up imo was rlly nice :]

[neuroticbog]

true horror is that one pingu episode where pingu has the nightmare about the walrus. only ogs have that trauma

[a-d-a-a-r]

i woke up from a nap in a cold sweat and had to make this

,,, it’s noot geiszler

[stiltonbasket]

Nielan fathers day prompt! Sorry if its late, but how about finding out they're going to be parents on Fathers Day? (mpreg, adoption, surrogacy, your choice).

anon: the first fathers' day after jingyi is born, modern lxc and nmj both set up a present for each other "from Jingyi." It's very cute. Baby Jingyi magnanimously chews on his foot and accepts giving two presents and meals.

this is for the art thief au, so lxc is trans here!

(ao3 link)

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What should I give Xichen for Father’s day?

Nie Mingjue has been puzzling over gift ideas for the past two weeks, with no luck whatsoever. Jingyi is still too small to make them gifts, so he and Xichen use the occasion to exchange presents with each other and label them with their little boy’s name; Xichen probably picked out his gifts already, since he knows Nie Mingjue’s tastes like the back of his hand, but Mingjue keeps flipping through mail-order catalogues and crossing off their entire inventory as he goes.

“I have present,” Jingyi insists, as Nie Mingjue carries him down yet another aisle of their local department store. “A-Die, look!”

Mingjue looks. A-Yi is holding a six-pack of orange bath sponges, since Xichen mentioned that they needed some more earlier that morning.

“That’s not a Father’s Day gift, A-Bao,” Mingjue chides, kissing Jingyi’s forehead. “Last year, I gave your Ba a brooch with his initials on it, remember? It has to be pretty.”

Jingyi wrinkles his tiny nose. “Starfish?”

“Mm, the starfish brooch.” Lan Xichen has an impressive collection of jewelry, with most of it coming from gifts Nie Mingjue gave him over the course of their fifteen years together; and nearly all of the pieces are sea-themed to go with his husband’s wardrobe and his clear, moon-white skin.

Perhaps he could buy pearls, this time?

“A-Yi,” he says slowly, “what do you think about going to the discount shop across town?”

A-Yi is happy enough to go wherever his father goes, so Nie Mingjue drives to the discount store--full of discarded, overstocked, and secondhand merchandise from all over the city--and digs through the bins of jewelry until he finds an antique bracelet, strung with pearls carved into the shapes of starfish and clam shells. Jingyi nearly loses his little mind at the sight of it, and he squeals at the top of his lungs while Mingjue pays for the bracelet and bundles him back to the car.

“I know them,” he declares, when Mingjue gives him the bracelet to play with on the way home. “Diedie, it’s a clam!”

Mingjue glances up at his son’s reflection in the rearview mirror. “Can you count how many clams there are?”

Jingyi flings himself headlong into the task, counting twelve starfish and eleven clams, and then he peruses the Learning Reader books Xichen keeps in the back seat until Mingjue carries him into the house.

His husband runs to meet them at the door, and it is this, not the driveway or their well-worn doorstep, that means Nie Mingjue has finally come home.

______

To Nie Mingjue, stepping into his woodworking studio feels like stepping into another world.

It isn't that the studio looks very different from the rest of the house--in fact, Nie Mingjue had a tiny nursery built into the north corner, since he set the studio up with A-Yi’s needs in mind--but Mingjue feels different here, more sure of himself, and aware of his own thoughts and hopes as he scarcely is anywhere else. He had only to enter, and he was changed: his hands steadier, his heartbeat slower, and his mind somewhere distant and immediate all at once. It is here that he pays homage to his heart, his muse, and the dearest friend he has ever had, or ever will. It is here that he pours pieces of his love for his husband into everything he touches, and everything he makes, and emerges with pieces of polished art like testaments to the husband he vowed his life to. 

“That isn’t a metaphor,” Nie Mingjue said once, when Huaisang asked what he meant. Mingjue has carved everything from furniture to lamps into shapes reminiscent of his husband’s lips, perfected the stems of wooden sunflowers to match the sweet arch of Lan Xichen’s neck, and burnished every last one of his creations until they shone like sunlight falling on the apples of his husband’s cheeks. He etches A-Huan’s expressions into the faces of statues intended for the foyers of upscale hotels, and into a thousand quarter and sixth-scale figures commissioned by model collectors, since he rarely has any excuse to sculpt his husband directly. But today he does, so he sits down at his bench and gets to work with a block of oak and his favorite gouge and chisel.

He will love this, Nie Mingjue thinks, as two bowed heads and a pair of smiles take shape under his hands. This is the most beautiful thing I have ever made.

He glances over his shoulder at Jingyi, fast asleep in the glass-walled nursery with his feet up in the air, and turns back to the sculpture with his heart quivering in his chest.

______

The sculpture takes about a fortnight to complete, almost exactly the span of time between the day Nie Mingjue begins working on it and the holiday it was intended for. Nie Mingjue wakes up early on Father’s day, leaving Xichen asleep behind him, and bundles A-Yi out of bed and down into the studio. They wrap the sculpture up together in Jingyi’s favorite gift wrap, and then Nie Mingjue carries him to the kitchen just in time to catch his husband as he comes stumbling down the stairs.

“Good morning, love” Lan Xichen sighs, burrowing into Nie Mingjue’s arms. “What should we have for breakfast?”

“Eggs?”

For some reason, Lan Xichen shakes his head.

“Noodles, then?”

This suggestion is met by a drowsy nod, so Mingjue goes to the fridge to dig out  a few ingredients while Lan Xichen hops onto one of the bar stools with Jingyi in his lap. He chops the scallions and garlic for plain noodle soup around their son’s little body, leaving Mingjue to boil noodles in one pot and stock with soy sauce and sugar in another until three blue bowls of yang chun mian are steaming on the counter.

“Smells yummy,” Jingyi yawns, while Xichen spoons fresh green onions into his soup bowl. “Baba, feed A-Yi?”

“He’s forgotten about the presents,” Lan Xichen mouths, as Nie Mingjue tries not to snicker. They eat quickly, slurping down the noodle soup with cups of soy milk on the side, and then Jingyi scrambles to the other side of the room before running back with Mingjue’s wrapped box in his arms.

“Father’s Day gift!” he squeaks, wriggling like a happy worm as Xichen laughs and tries to remove the gift wrap without tearing it; because Jingyi never lets either of them cover gifts with anything but Pingu penguin-printed paper, and he cries if anyone rips it up in front of him.

Mingjue used the weakest tape he could find, so that Xichen could extract the box with the paper left mostly whole. He hands the paper to Jingyi, watching as his husband’s slender fingers close around the base of the sculpture, and then--

“Oh!” Lan Xichen gasps, pulling it all the way out into the light. “A-Jue, I--”

The sculpture depicts him and Jingyi at the beach near their house--in fact, at the same beach where Mingjue and Xichen first met. Mingjue was sitting on a sandy rock, catching his breath after running around behind a hyperactive Nie Huaisang all day, and then he looked out over the foggy water and saw what looked like a water spirit drifting out of the darkness in a rowboat.

He sculpted Xichen seated on that very rock, with his long hair tangling in an invisible gale, and a little heap of shells (the pearls from the old bracelet he found at the discount store) piled up in his lap. Jingyi is standing on the ground at his feet with a wave of seafoam brushing his ankles; and in his hands is a small pearly starfish, offered up to his baba as Lan Huan leans forward to cup A-Yi’s cheek in his palm. Both father and son are smiling, with heart-breaking happiness in A-Huan’s eyes, and sheer pleasure at finding the starfish in Jingyi’s.

Nie Mingjue looks up at his own flesh-and-blood husband, tearing his eyes away from the wooden figure, and finds Lan Xichen sitting there, frozen, with tears rolling down his face as he traces the tiny ridges and dimples of stone and sand and water.

“It’s beautiful,” he chokes, rounding the corner of the table to throw his arms around Nie Mingjue’s shoulders. “It’s the most precious thing you’ve ever made, sweetheart.”

“The most precious thing I helped make is over there,” Nie Mingjue teases, tilting his head at A-Yi. “But I think this one comes pretty close.”

Xichen opens his mouth, and then closes it again; but Jingyi interrupts before he can say anything else, impatient to present his diedie’s gift from his baba.

“Now this one!” he shouts, diving into Xichen’s pocket for a small present in a wooden box, labeled with Jingyi’s name just like Nie Mingjue’s gift was. He all but shoves it into Mingjue’s hands, leaping up and down on the spot while he snaps the lid open--and then he screeches with delight as Nie Mingjue goes crashing to the floor, staring at the contents of the tiny box until his eyes blur over.

He had expected some kind of memento or trinket, like he usually gives to Xichen. But the box was so light, impossibly light--and it holds a pair of hand-knitted baby socks, set neatly on top of a black and white photograph with his husband’s name printed in the upper left corner.

Nie Mingjue has already been a father, already accompanied his husband through the endless doctors’ visits and checkups that came before Jingyi was born. He saved all of Jingyi’s ultrasound pictures, even the ones where A-Yi looked like a chubby white bean on the sonogram, and he stared at every photograph for so long that reading them comes as second nature to him.

"A-Huan,” he says, after a long pause. “Please tell me I’m not dreaming this.”

“You’re not,” Lan Xichen laughs, wiping Mingjue’s face. “I had my first doctor’s visit last week when you and A-Sang took Jingyi to the park. And the clinic ran a few blood tests just in case, so I already know it’s going to be a girl.”

“And you’re okay? Both of you?”

“Very okay, darling. I haven’t even had any morning sickness yet, and the baby’s perfectly healthy.”

Nie Mingjue only cries harder, at that; but Xichen is crying too, clasped in his arms while A-Yi climbs all over them, so perhaps it doesn’t really matter.

All in all, this is the sweetest father’s day he has ever had.

[sixtiesfangirl]

earlier this week i was tagged by @hofnerviolinbass & @stevielynnicks to answer these questions! thanks darling flowers!! ⚘⚘

today i felt like giving more elaborate answers, so it got a bit long! sorry & here it goes:

Nickname: môni

Gender: female

Star sign: libra sun, sag moon, aqua rising

Height: 171 cm

Time: 7:52 pm

Birthday: oct 16

Favorite bands/groups: the beatles, pink floyd, the who.

Favorite solo artists: paul mccartney, george harrison, jeff buckley, françoise hardy, john lennon, niall horan, sam smith

Song stuck in my head: darling be home soon by the lovin' spoonful

Last movie: seaspiracy (2021)

Last TV show: this is us (can i just say i loved the last episode? i adore nicky's storyline sm u guys...)

When did I created this blog: july 2012. i had another blog before but abandoned it... when i decided to get back on tumblr, i thought a fresh start would be better!

What do I post: classic rock and other music i enjoy, 60s stuff, photography & classic movies...

Last thing I googled: therapists in my city. since i ended up moving cities during this pandemic & can't do online therapy, i gotta find me a new one

Other blogs: @earlysixties, where all the colorful posts (and more multifandom gifsets) go to! my main blog ended up becoming mostly a b&w one and i'm digging it... so yeah! ~ tho i don't really talk much there. the rambling is basically exclusive to this one

Do I get asks: not that often! but sometimes i do get some lovely asks from some mutuals!

Following/followers: following: 348 ~ it should be a bit less but i just can't let go of the abandoned blogs of dear mutuals that left in like 2015 or smth! followers: 19k ~ idk how or why?? my blog is not really popular & it's been years since i actually posted some content! since most of them arrived around 2014 they're likely bots... there are tons of abandoned blogs as well so...

Average hours of sleep: 6h or 7h on weekdays, 9h+ on weekends

Lucky number: i don't have one!

Instruments: when i was 14 i used to play guitar but abandoned it. somehow i still know how to play many chords and could play simple tunes... so i know how to play it, but don't know yk???

What am I wearing: a vintage yellow polaroid tshirt, grey shorts & black socks with little hamburgers and fries in it

Dream job: i wonder that myself! idk what i'd like to do really & the story is: i graduated in psychology in 2018 & was halfway through a postgrad in clinical psychology (& already being certified to work as a therapist) when.... i finally realised that that's not what i want to do with my life 😂😭 so i was studying to get any job & earlier this month i got a job in my city's transit department (working with the driver's license documentation) to gather a bit of money in the meantime. so!! i still gotta figure out what to do next really! it's a mess

Dream trip: egypt & italy

Favorite food: hmm i'll say it's chocolate cake with coconut filling!

Favorite song: hello it's me by todd rundgren or orange skies by love. i can never go wrong with any of them!

Last book I read: i'm currently reading kitchen by banana yoshimoto ~ i'm really enjoying it, i'm basically underlining everything because it is that good!

Three fictional universes I’d like to live in:

1. it would be lovely to be a clay? figurine from pingu. maybe the seal or that bird that laughs at his face as he flies off after pingu saves him from the lobster (as you can see, i still have every episode engraved in brain)

2. the town from kiki's delivery service

3. there was a cartoon when i was a kid that was called "mike, lu and og", it would be nice to live in their island! i also really like the style of animation of it ~ tho sometimes it seems like it was a delusion of mine bc whenever i mention it to people they never seem to know what the hell i'm talking abt!

well that's it! thanks to whoever read it to the end! 😂

i won't be tagging anyone bc idk who has already answered this one, but hey, you can do this if you feel like regardless!