#the canary rises

[oatbugs]

my research partner and i are huddled in a blanket in paddington waiting for a too-late train i already miss you and you and you

[lavalampstealer]

WHO’S READY TO GO⁉️⁉️🗣️⁉️

ART FIGHT!!! First year participating, I can’t wait!!! Find the goobers here if you wish >:]

[fr-familiar-bracket]

[lemongogo]

i need tht man so bad .

[citruscitrushope]

OHHH i never remember gacha names okjsdhgfds tyty :3

Me neither I just like reading lists a bunch for some reason and I can remember a few lol

[themacpsych]

Last night's sunset, taken from my apartment.

I will never, ever get tired of looking out at this view. There's always something to see floating by on the Thames. And an ever-changing sky. So lucky to live here.

[1randomperson15]

He knew from the start, how could he not? It was merely a fact of life. There was nothing he could do about it, there never was. 

But this time, he had someone with him, someone connected to his very soul. He had a partner with unconditional love and support. He had Tango.

So, he decided to hope, at the very least to forget. To put the unwavering certainty of failure in a locked box buried beneath chickens, cows, smiles, and belief. Oh how foolish he was.

He should’ve known. If not from the moment he woke up in another world with three more mocking hearts, then from his first death. 

Through no fault of his own, his life was the first one lost. Back then, it felt as if the universe had conspired to rip his life away. Though, perhaps it was a sharp warning to be more careful, more aware. A warning he did not heed.

How could he? When he had a partner he could fight the world with. When that partner was understanding and never expected anything more than what Jimmy could give, did give. Always so proud of whatever meager resources he could gather. When he made mistakes, he was never mad. When the world was cruel to them both because of Jimmy, he only readied himself to fight the world. 

But now? He screwed up. He wasn’t careful enough, he wasn’t quick enough, he wasn’t prepared enough to stop the universe from once again plucking his happiness out of his hands. He was reckless, he didn’t think quick enough, didn’t fight hard enough. He wasn’t enough. 

So he would pay. Pay with vicious words. Pay with red eyes once filled with love and trust reflect hatred and contempt. Pay with hostility and darkness. As his old wounds throbbed with phantom pains, listening to groans of sorrow that bite more than any flurry of angry words ever could. 

And worst of all, he heard the frustration.

“You’re still here?” 

The resignation.

“It’s over.” 

The rejection.

“Go home.”

The dismissal.

“Go.”

[presidentofacrater]

Tubbo S. Underscore, former president of New L'Manberg, currently in Snowchester. He/Him, this blog is mostly for personal use, press questions will not be accepted. Ask me about nuclear physics or space or something idk

this is a canon divergent snowchester (formerly new lmanberg) era ctubbo rp blog for an rp group! all the rp blogs are from different universes. this blog is run by @phantoids

Icon is by @mothssoup and header is by @shrinkydiink

other rp blogs in the curtain callers (curtaincallverse): @oblitusglacies dsmp philza blog ran by @neonfading @buryyourcanaries jimmy blog ran by Toast @friendoftubbo dsmp tommy blog ran by @earmuffstar @symphoniecalando dsmp wilbur blog ran by @neonfading @daydreamnightmares dream blog ran by @phantoids @loyaltiesmaylie dsmp punz blog ran by @phantoids @oceans-blessings empires 1 lizzie blog ran by @earmuffstar @mezalean-mezzatinta empires 1 joel blog ran by @neonfading @saintedhands empires 1 pearl blog ran by Toast @bloodiedhands-witheredheart empires 1 sausage ran by @earmuffstar

Tagging system: text post: presidential statement image post: press photos scenes: thank you for the memories inbox: press interview and unknown reporter for anons reblogs: an offering to the lost queue: something to show you on return ask memes: a second guiding hand out of character posts: someone else's words philza tag: a box on the side of the road jimmy tag: undying canary tommy tag: compass pointing to my own tubbo tag: broken compass wayfinding wilbur tag: the first president dream tag: as above so below punz tag: through the portal lizzie tag: waters rising joel tag: king beans pearl tag: pearly farming practices sausage tag: myths and sheep

[bearthing]

im not a dragon but i fucking love seeing myself as one

i havent played flight rising in MONTHS... but. i dunno (bats my eyelashes...) we could b friends if u play (twirls hair and blushes

[oatbugs]

i think if i painted my ex situationship i'd be cured it's the most shallow but intense connection i've had w anyone i think i am so obsessed w how she looks i want 2 photograph her/paint her forever rant in tags but ive talked abt it b4 so feel free to ignore

[moongreenlight]

I keep seeing toxic ex boyfriend Ghost and while I am wholeheartedly on board with it, I raise you Soap who is an even worse ex than Ghost but for an entirely different reason.

It’s like he just cannot comprehend the breakup and he thinks you’re just playing reeeeeally hard to get. Silly stupid puppy boy can’t tell the difference between play fighting and real fighting :(

Mdni. Nsfw below cut.

Insists that he’s still got a few of his things at your place just so he has an excuse to come over. Can never tell you what exactly he’s missing. Hen, I’m sure it’s important, gies a chance to look ‘round.

When you finally cave and let him come over he’ll turn off your water heater or something dumb like that. You don’t notice until a couple hours before you have to be somewhere and the plumbers can’t come out until tomorrow so you’re left no other option than to call him and ask if you can stop by and use his shower. And funny enough, he was just about to hop in. Perfect timing! He insists on cramming in the tub with you despite your efforts to shove him out and lectures you on the importance of saving water and the environment and bla bla bla.

He sleeps with your friends for the sole purpose of getting your new number from their phone after. (you’ve had to change it multiple times to get him to stop calling.) You bitch him out when he phones from their bed and hang up on him and he texts you

Ru mad? :(

Shows up to your work after you’re off and stands outside your car so you can’t avoid him. When you try to shove him off, he just grabs your wrists and pins them at your sides. Grins like the cat that ate the fucking canary when you squirm and whine. Hums something about how if you don’t knock it off people are going to think he’s trying to kidnap you until you finally stop and he opens the car door for you and helps you in.

You could say the nastiest, most venomous things to him either over the phone and he’ll just go quiet and let you carry on. He stays silent for long enough for you to get irritated because you think he’s doing it on purpose to get a rise out of you. You huff something about whatever, John. Real mature. And just before you end the call you can hear him panting into the receiver like he’s got the phone pressed between his cheek and shoulder with the microphone up against his mouth. He’ll whine about how you should keep going. Get it out of your system. You’ll hear a soft schlicking sound from his end and nearly chuck your phone across the room. Maybe you’re dumb enough to start in on how he can’t ever take anything seriously. How he’s always thinking with his fucking cock and it’ll get him off before you hang up on him.

[fr-familiar-bracket]

[ohjoelmiller]

joel miller fic recs vol. 2 ✯

⇾ 18+ minors dni, read at your own risk! ⇽

happy reading and enjoy! thank u writers we ❥ u!

previous ⇾ vol. 1

series ✰

come home — by @imtryingmybeskar

the hawk and the canary — by @dino-fart

confused warmth — by @rise-my-angel

daughter’s best friend — by @coolgrl111

texas sun — by @from-the-clouds

my bestfriend — by @mannaima

mrs. miller — by @fantasyqueen502

the stable girl — by @guess-my-next-obsession

fallacy: reject me, i get it— by @cherry-clafoutis

the beginning of us — by @companionjones

one-shots ☆

i’m right here — by @orangevtae

morning, darlin’ — by @mandoalorian

dinner date — by @juletheghoul

running free — by @aphroditesmoon

lucky & pt.2 — by cherry-clafoutis

not a thing — by @cevansgoatee

for you, anything — by @mellowsaturns

say you love me — by @thot-of-khonshu

i won’t let go — by @youlightmeupfinn

untitled — by @forever-rogue

fears — by @nonexistent-introvert

blushing — by @talaok

warmth — by youlightmeupfinn

what comes after — by @jobean12-blog

gift (giving) — by @inklore

maybe now — by @supernaturalgirl20

tricks of the trade — by @mypoisonedvine

connected together — by @flightlessangelwings

these burdens we carry — by @thedgeoftheuniverse

if he wanted to — by @sl-ut

in the dead of night — by @egcdeath

love in the time of cordyceps — by @sameheart-sameblood

from eden — by @nexusnyx

religion's in your lips — by @millersdjarin

safe and sound — by @disturbedbeautywrites

it's chemical that make me cling to you — by @cockslutpadalecki

perilous companion — by rise-my-angel

short days, long nights — by @frannyzooey

us against the world — by @ynscrazylife

after the end of the world — by @narcosfanficworld-blog

gone soft — by @blathannabeaga

weakness — by @cevansgoatee

the price of a life — by @criticallyacclaimedstranger

a way to quiet the mind — by @inlovewithquestionablecharacters

seeing joel again — by @imamotherfuckingstar-lord

late spring — by @heartpascal

save a horse, ride a cowboy — by @mandoalorian

the gold — by heartpascal

i never stopped loving you — by @musings-of-a-rose

never enough — by @joels6string

mini pedro pascal fic rec list ✫

the seat filler — by @whiskeyncoke-redux

(series) wildest dreams — by @i-magines

sunflower — by @writersblog20

strawberries & champagne — by youlightmeupfinn

papi — by @missbabyjay

[cock-holliday]

The corpo pride logo debate and “canary in the coal mine” conversation has like 16 layers that amount to: things are not currently as bad as you think, also, things before were worse than you think:

1. Corporations do not accurately reflect public opinion

2. Sooo many corps are still doing pride shit just as emptily as they did before. Some of the worst actually! DC Pride was sponsored by Amazon, Nestle, JP Morgan, and many banks and loan offices! New York Pride was sponsored by Target btw, also Audible (Amazon), JP Morgan, Coke, and many banks and creditors. LA pride was sponsored by Google, hulu (Disney), Starbucks, the NFL, Activision | Blizzard, Target also, and lots of banks and creditors.

3. Pride merch sales did reasonably well at Target, initially, again, reflecting that public opinion is overwhelmingly in favor of LGBT people, (with trans support lagging behind) then expanded their Pride collection as they ramped up amid criticism! (Setting aside shady shit). Now suddenly that minor pushback from the steady rise in fash publicity made them scared. It is not really a reflection of acceptance disappearing but cowardice in the face of mounting pressure from a small group. The “big backlash” caused a minor dip in sales for 1 quarter of one year, and 2023 gave them their first year where they “earned” slightly less than the year before, a profit margin which has been rapidly increasing for 6 years. Publicly Target insisted the risk was due to employee safety but then to shareholders said they were worried about sales. They’ve since fucked over a lot of the creatives they collaborated with.

4. There is speculation about target in particular losing sales for other economic reasons and blaming it on Pride.

5. A number of the orgs changing their logos and selling pride merch have BEEN donating to anti-LGBT politicians and orgs, (target spends 50/50 on dems vs republicans) have BEEN having anti-LGBT and more discrimination lawsuits regarding employees (here, more hiring lawsuits) and BEEN blowing obscene amounts of cash harassing their staff. Like Starbucks re: unionizing and pride and boycotts during the period that was supposedly reflective of acceptance

6. More and more Americans are supportive of LGBT people, and anti-LGBT presence, while ramped up lately, is not particularly new.

7. Corporate support is not indicative of overall countrywide support!!!

8. Target BEGAN its pride collection in 2015 after the passage of marriage equality because they saw a bandwagon to hop on. They didn’t start releasing their massive collection until 2021, though. They’re not a canary, they’re spineless rats assessing water on the deck as a sinking ship—their support is not related to the popularity of queerness, but to the whims of whatever forever increases their profit margins.

9. Target faced boycott risks over being inclusive of trans changing rooms in 2016. Did not see a dip in sales. They faced boycott risks over their draconian security measures. They’ve faced considerable lawsuits. One potential blip sends them running?

10. All that changed is these places found it profitable to sell you back your own community while spending the money on lobby groups who hate you and deflecting against lawsuits regarding abuse…and now they can just blame the first part on everything that goes “wrong” for them. And by “wrong” I don’t even mean financial loss, I mean stagnation on infinitely projected sales.

11. Buy your shit from struggling queers.

12. You can start with Emily Gwen:

[themacpsych]

[anemos-orca]

Better than Almond Tofu

Xiao x GN!Reader Smut, MDNI!

CW: blowjob (Reader giving), established relationship, semi-public (?), kissing (hehe :3), shy Xiao, swallowing, comfort/aftercare

NSFW under the cut

series tag: #●BTAT

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Working as the new chef at Wangshu Inn had put a lot of stress on you. After Smiley retired, it was up to you (his apprentice) to maintain the culinary reputation of Liyues favorite Inn.

No pressure.

However, despite the weight of high expectations, you never woke up feeling stressed or overwhelmed (well, there would always be off days, but those were off days)- partially because you loved your job, and partially because your long time crush, and now boyfriend, considered the Inn as his "lair." Which, speaking of- you had tried to suggest terms other than "lair" because it sounded very villainous, but Xiao had no intention of changing his vocabulary. You would sigh and narrow your eyes, but despite his stubborn continued use of the deviously connotated word and how it made you shiver at first, you eventually came around, finding the title rather endearing and ending up using it yourself.

♡

It had been a long, busy day, and now that the sun was set, the workers of Wangshu Inn all collectively sighed in relief, retreating to their respective abodes for a good nights rest. Saturdays were always busy.

"Im heading up to Xiao, g'night Ms. Goldett!" You said to the boss of the Inn with a friendly wave, grabbing the plate of Almond Tofu you had made for Xiao. By now, it was your nightly routine- finish cleaning, make Xiaos meal, say goodnight to the boss, and head up to his lair before bed (though, more often than not, you fell asleep laying on Xiaos lap, insisting that it was better than your cold, lonely bed).

The boss waved right back at you as she shoved the last of her belongings into her bag, preparing to retire for the night herself.

Making your way up the stairs with two hands on the plate of steaming food (archons forbid you drop it like that one time), a smile began to tug at the corners of your lips just as it did every other night. You couldnt help it, not with the way Xiao smiled so softly and graced you with little kisses, followed by a barrage of "thank you"s as though he were indebted to you and your cooking, even after telling him each night that you cooked for him because you loved him.

"Xiao?" You softly peeped, not wanting to startle him as you stepped up onto the balcony.

The Yaksha was leaning against the railing and staring out at the expanse of Liyue, only peering over his shoulder once you called his name, "Hm? Oh, (y/n), its you," he gave a gentle smile and left the railing to meet you half way, his hands rising from his sides to hold the plate over your own, making you blush. You noticed how his gloves were taken off, your heart fluttering as you realized that he remembered how much you loved it the last time he took them off.

You would think his body cold and calloused, but it was quite the contrary- his touch was as gentle as that of a tiny canary, his warmth as soothing as a fond childhood memory, and his skin silkier than even the finest silks of Teyvat. He was so soft, sweet, tender- it was intoxicating and you were never able to get enough, even if you were to spend every waking moment of the day with him.

He took the plate of tofu with a "thank you" and set it aside, focusing his attention on you, "You look so sleepy. Are you feeling alright?" He asked, his voice a soft coo.

You nodded, bringing your hands up to hold his cheeks, "Mhm. Just a long day, but i dont mind. Come here," you purred, leaning in and pressing your lips on his. You thought he would only reciprocate like he usually did- pressing his lips against yours before pulling away to cover his blushing face- but tonight was different. He slid his hands onto your waist and pulled you closer, kissing you back with a passion you didnt know he had in him yet. Gently pulling away, he gazed into your eyes, an intense blush creeping over both of your faces.

Your hands fell from his cheeks to his shoulders and your words seemed to catch in your throat from the pounding of your heart in your chest. Xiao brought one hand up to caress the soft skin of your cheek, his thumb rubbing back and forth as he studied your eyes, "Was... was that okay?" He asked, his voice gentle and soothing, pulling you out of your racing thoughts.

You smied and nodded leaning into the comforting touch of his warm hand on your face, "Can I have another?"

Xiaos eyes widened a bit, not having expected you to ask for more- though it was a welcome surprise. He leaned in and kissed you again, this time deeper than before. His tongue swiped against your lips and you parted your mouth, inviting him deeper. Your tongues pushed against one another in a messy kiss, swapping saliva as his hand moved from your cheek to the back of your head, his fingers threading into your hair. You instinctively rested your body against his, making his breath hitch in his throat with a quiet gasp.

It continued like this for several minutes- you were lost in his embrace, the sweetness of his mouth, the warmth of his body pressing against yours. Time melted away and all you could think about was the way his tongue felt inside your mouth, and the more he kissed you, the more you wanted.

You couldnt help but quietly moan into his lips as the hand that was once gripping your waist moved to the dip in your lower back just above the hem of your pants, pulling you against him. Xiao didnt seem to realize, but by pulling you that much closer, you could now feel the tightness that was forming in his pants, causing your once steady breathing and quiet moans to stutter. That, Xiao did notice. He gently broke the kiss, lightly panting, "A-are you okay?" He asked, concern lacing his voice.

You licked your lips and nodded, "Hm? Why wouldnt i be? I was just a little... surprised, is all," you explained, your gaze softening and a reassuring smile tugging at the corners of your lips.

Xiao seemed a bit confused, his brows slightly pushing together in thought, "Surprised..?"

It suddenly hit you that Xiao hadnt exactly noticed the tent in his pants. You leaned in, "You... have an erection, Xiao," you explained, your voice soft and lightly laced with desire.

Xiaos eyes instantly widened and his entire face turned red as he froze up, glancing down to where he had pulled you closer as if to make sure he wasnt hearing things. When his gaze rose back to you, you could tell by the look in his eyes that he was mortified, so before he could spew out a tsunami of apologies and disappear, you tightened your grip on his shoulders to ground him, "Xiao, its nothing to be embarrassed about, please dont go!" You plead, earning an apologetic expression from him.

"B-but-"

"Please...?" You said, cutting him off.

"I-it... wont go away on its own, i have to go s-so i can take ca-

"Let me do it for you," you offered, looking up at him with puppy-dog eyes, "I-i... i want to help you... please, dont go."

Xiao gulped hard, thinking for a moment. He had never done such a thing before (which was to be expected considering his lack of experence with, well, anything and everything to do with humans), having always taken care of it himself, but he knew for a while now that this would have eventually come up. He knew that when humans got in relationships they indulged in frivolous, physical romantics, but he never understood any of it- until he met you. The way your fingers moved so grasciously over his each time you held hands, the way the sweet taste of your lips lingered on his after each little kiss, the way he couldnt help but stare a moment longer than he should whenever you would wear revealing or form-fitting clothing- it all made him start to catch himself thinking shameful, perverted things about you and your body. Thats when he understood human romantics- thats when he started looking forward to the day he got to experience it with you.

With a shakey breath, Xiao nodded, agreeing to let you help him, "J-just... be careful, a-and dont push yourself..."

Your eyes lit up with excitement and you couldnt help but press an adorable little kiss to his bright red face as a genuine smile spread across yours, "Ill be gentle, i promise."

If you had a tail like General Gorou, it would be wagging like crazy right now.

You had Xiao sit in one of the two chairs you brought up to his lair quite some time ago before carefully dropping to your knees before him. You looked up into his gaze with those pretty doe-eyes of yours, making sure he was comfortable and okay as your hands slid up his clothed thighs. He brought one arm up to his face, covering his mouth with the back of his hand to try and stifle the little whimper that fell from his lips as your thumbs caressed his inner thighs. He watched as your fingers wrapped around the hem of his pants and gently tugged them down, guiding the restrictive fabric off his bulge. Xiao gave a strained groan as his erection sprung free- if it was possible for his face to turn any redder, it would have.

Your mouth instantly watered at the sight of his member and how hard it was just for you, forcing you to swallow down the saliva pooling in your mouth. His erotic scent filled your nose as you squeezed his thighs and leaned forward to kiss the precum drooling from his tip, your eyes never leaving his. You wanted so badly to tell him how cute his whimpers and gasps were, how you wanted him to not hold his voice back, but you kept it to yourself, not wanting to make him self conscious. You pressed your lips against the base of his cock, leaving a trail of heated kisses along the entire length before wrapping your lips around his leaking tip and circling your tongue around it. You watched with satisfaction as Xiaos eyes rolled back into his head and his brows furrowed together in pleasure, a full-blown moan rolling from his throat. His hand found its way to the back of your head, his fingers tangling into your hair as you began bobbing your head over his cock, taking the time to ensure that every inch was given the special attention it deserved.

"Ngh~... (y/n)..." Xiao breathlessly said between whimpers and moans, his eyes meeting yours once again as you managed to deepthroat his entire length, if only for a moment. Your thumbs massaged circles into his inner thighs and you moaned onto his cock at the taste of his delicious precum coating your mouth, a tiny tear pricking in the corner or your eye as you gag around his length.

"F-feels so... a-ah~ good..." Xiao whimpered, his grip on your head tightening. You felt his cock begin to twitch in your mouth and his hips slightly buck up into you as he drew closer to climax. Lewd, wet sounds of you sucking him off filled the air and you purposefully moaned more to send vibrations through his throbbing length as his breathing evolved into desperate panting and moaning.

"(y/n)... (y/n), i-im," he said before being interrupted by his own embarrassingly loud moan, "im gonna- haahh- cum, im gonna cum, l-let go before it gos in your m-mou-"

Before Xiao could even finish his sentence, you sucked harder and faster, running your tongue along the sensitive underside of his cock before deepthroating him one last time. With a sharp cry of your name, he pushed your head down further and released his hot seed deep inside your throat. You continued sucking and running your tongue over what you could reach to milk him of every last drop he had. He gasped hard, fully covering his mouth with his hand and squeezing his eyes shut as he hunched forwards from the intense waves of pure ecstacy, his hand clenching a fistful of your hair. You bobbed your head over his throbbing length a few more times to help him ride out his climax before pulling back and swallowing. Drool was smeared over your lips and chin and a little teartrack shone on your cheek, but the only thing Xiao saw was the happy, satisfied smile on your lips as you fixed his pants back around his waist and gazed up at him.

"(y/n)..." He said under his breath, still feeling aftershocks of pleasure.

"Did you enjoy it?" You asked with a lustful twinge in your voice, wiping your face clean with the sleeve of your shirt.

Xiao weakly nodded, still catching his breath and blushing hard, "Y-you... didnt have to... swallow it..." He murmured, stammering and tripping over his own words.

"Why wouldnt i?" You asked, fixing your hair.

"I-it... it cant taste good, y-you shouldve spit it ou-" Xiao began, only to be cut off by your finger on his lips to shush him.

You got off your knees and moved to straddle his lap, wrapping your arms around his shoulders and burying your face in the crook of his neck, "I liked it. It tasted good, like you," you quietly explained, feeling his arms hug around your waist, "You know, from now on, i-if you... want to do it again... id be more than happy to."

"... I-i... wouldnt mind that..." Xiao admits, nuzzling his cheek into your hair as he holds you close.

"I love you, Xiao."

"I love you too, (y/n). Always."

There was a brief moment of silence as the two of you basked in one anothers embrace. Had you been cats, your purring would be so loud that you wouldnt be able to hear even the loudest of thunder claps.

"(y/n)?"

"Hm? Something wrong?"

"No, no, i was just thinking, uhm... if you wouldnt mind, id like to help you next time, too."

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a/n: i hope it was enjoyable :) apologies for how long it is, i got a bit carried away! Should i try and keep these shorter in the future? idk what you all prefer ~w~

a/n²: rip that almond tofu its cold as hell now qwq