#w: sleepy poetry

[sleepyowlwrites]

I love you and it's eating me alive.

That's not right.

I love you and it hounds me at night.

That's not right.

I love you and it pulls at my jaw, cuts me off at the knees and makes me crawl; it lines all my creases with hardening clay, it begins to solidify, then stands out in the rain;

I love you and I'm alone in the fight.

That's not right.

I didn't say it right. You didn't do it right. I stood out in the rain, I wanted you to stay.

That's not right.

I loved you and you were only ever a knife.

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Taglist: @diphthongsfordays @mel-writes-with-her-dragons @winterandwords @the-orangeauthor @jaxwrites @abalonetea @revenantlore

[redr1vers]

jesse pinkman and "how to be a dog" by andrew edmund kane

[kiisuuumii]

@kiisuuumii (14._______________________)

[jatlokgwo]

a turn in time

a watchful eye

the flower poet

and the star that burned

a beautiful world

a song called existence

of singing and burning

and laughter and tears

carry though

from time to space

to stars to voice

everything everyone everywhere

bright and plain and ours

this little town by the shore

let me sing my song to you

weve spoken before

you liked my lyre

i like apples

you ate a pear

and we sat on the dock

i dont remember what we said

but we were together so i smile

darling my only want for you

is for you to go before i do

so that i will mourn

and you will not

my beautiful star

burning so bright

the night is late

i dont want to sleep

not nearly as much

as it wants for me

its 1:58 at night

and still i write

the poet and the star

a stone worn smooth

a mirror polished clean

this is my song

oh flower-poet with wind in your voice

a watchful eye

a turn in time

somewhere far with sky and waves

a poet sings to ei beloved star

[stxxryvoid]

˚₊‧꒰ა Silly Things That They Do ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ Genshin Impact

✧ Silly (and sometimes annoying) things that they do, but it's okay you love them anyway <3

✧ Featuring ✧ Childe, Heizou, Kazuha, Kaeya, Venti, Kaveh, and Itto x GN! Reader (Separate)

✧ Content Warnings ✧ Some swearing

✧ Childe

"Rise and shine sleepy head!" No further explanations needed.

He'll roll you up in your blankets for no apparent reason and then leave before you can escape the soft prison he put you in.

If you're going to jump on the bed he'll mf snatch the pillow and you fall on the bed itself.

When he's cooking he'll def shape the food into cute shapes.

He'd probably find something you're looking for and say he doesn't know where it is, but a while later will give it to you so you can praise him and give him a kiss.

Comes up from behind you and puts his hands over your eyes saying: "Guess who?"

Tells you to stay out of trouble when he's gone even though anything you do will never amount to the shit he does when he's working.

✧ Shikanoin Heizou

Kicks your feet under the table like he's a damn child.

Anytime he does something he expects a kiss as a reward.

He could literally open a jar you couldn't open and expect a big kiss and cuddles.

If you ask him to make you coffee he'll definitely make it!

You just won't get it unless you get up yourself because you only asked him to make it not bring it.

But if you ask him next time to bring the coffee he'll bring the whole ass coffee pot bc you didn't ask for it in a cup.

Will blame you for him waking up late on a work day when he's the one staying up late to work on cases.

Gets genuinely offended when you tell him no fried food bc it's not good for him.

He does a ">:(" and gives you one-worded responses for an hour.

He's not mad he's just the biggest tease to exist on Teyvat.

Start getting actually upset and he actually feels so bad and does anything to make it up to you.

✧ Kaedehara Kazuha

Comes up behind you without making a sound says "Hi." and scares the living daylights out of you.

If you catch him doing smth he'll use such poetic words you can't even understand to get out of the situation.

Starts spitting poetry out of nowhere.

It could be dead silent between the two of you and he gives you a romantic poem.

If he's cooking he will put food you do not like in there but hide it so well it tastes good to you.

While you're eating he'll stare at you like 🙂

Then you realized you fell victim to eating smth like brussel sprouts again.

If you're working he'll deadass show up in your office or smth.

Like how??

No notification from your coworkers and you js look up he's there.

Kazuha 10/10 horror movie killer material, silent footsteps, appears out of nowhere, unsuspecting, and has a sharp weapon

He knows so many cats like wtf

A cat comes up to him he pets it and says "Hi, cat name." AND DOES IT W SO MANY CATS??

✧ Kaeya

Okay I know I called Heizou the biggest tease but I changed my mind.

If Heizou is the king of teasing Kaeya is the all knowing, all powerful, all mighty god of teasing.

Flirts with you at the most random times.

Could be fighting some monsters he decides its the best time to try a new pick up line.

And it's always the best one's too, but he decides to save the horrendous ones for completely normal times.

He has no life.

With no cavalry to captain he can't be the cavalry captain so with nothing to do most of the time he's glued to your hip.

He'll play with your hair in front of someone no matter how many times you smack his hand away.

Claims he needs some random article of clothing on him fixed just so he can have your attention.

Y'know that thing where you bump your hip on someone to make them trip/fall over?

He does that.

If you stumble he'll act like he did nothing and turn the other way.

If you fall and it's hilarious he'll laugh before helping you up.

But if you fall and hurt yourself he'll actually feel bad and help you up and make sure you're okay. He's at your beck and call for the rest of the day.

He needs attention.

It's like taking care of a big cat.

✧ Venti

Also does the hip bump thing.

If you go to find him after he does some drinking he could be in the most random ass position ever.

Laying back down legs up against a building.

Passed out on some hay in a crate.

Sleeping under a bench.

You can't even be surprised anymore.

His feet are actually icebergs.

When he takes off them stocking things he puts his feet on you and your body temperature decreases by 20 degrees.

Styles his hair and yours in the most random ways.

If you wear makeup he took it once and ended up looking like a barbie doll got into a street fight and lost.

Sings you songs about the most random shit.

He turned milk and cookies into a song.

Meowing back at cats is normal.

But he barks back at dogs and really puts the enthusiasm in it..

✧ Kaveh

Plays with his food.

Moves it around on his plate to form shapes before he actually eats it.

Sometimes is drinking while he draws things and was painting once and ended up drinking the paint water on accident.

He spat it out and started rubbing his tongue while you and Al haitham were like 🤨

Thought all he loses are his keys?

Nah everything he's touched has been lost at least once.

He's still looking for some things that vanished into thin air.

He sometimes talks in his sleep.

Mostly about you, cats, dogs, and food.

He's actually so knowledgeable on beauty products??

You could be buying something for skin care and he snatches it and says "No."

"Don't buy this..." and yaps on for a good minute.

Then he'll go and pick up smth else for you and buy it for you and you're js left there shocked.

✧ Arataki Itto

This man is the epitome of silly.

He also cant whisper for shit.

Do NOT shit talk someone to him all of Inazuma will know within 30 minutes.

He has so many spare combs.

A backup comb for his comb a back-backup comb for the backup comb a back-back-backup comb for the back-backup comb and so on...

Don't give him hot sauce. Just don't.

Do NOT mess up his hair. He'll be ":(" the entire day.

He knows about lots of good food.

Can he cook any of this good food?

Hell no.

If you cook him anything he'll be so happy and eats every last crumb, would probably eat the plate to get all the macromolecules of the food.

(If he even knew what a macromolecule is)

If you make him something it's treasured forever and the only fingerprints on it are yours and his.

Definitely owns a diary somewhere.

-Stxxry

[pearlymel]

hiii can i request a love and deepspace fic for our sleepy baby xavier? >w< the prompt is this : reader gets a tattoo of xavier’s sword (like the design on his latest outfit’s cape) all the way down their spine/back ! reader shows it to him and the rest is up to your imagination! a mix of sfw and smut/suggestive would be nice here but it’s up to you and what you’re comfy with :3 thank uuuu 💗

Synopsis: Xavier is in awe of your new tattoo.

Warnings: contains extremely suggestive comments, not completely sfw. Also gn!reader. It's short.

Notes: nonnie the minute i saw this, i immediately imagined backsho—

But i wanted to keep it tame for now </3.

You had to wait a week. A whole week to show Xavier the tattoo. Mainly because you don't entirely trust yourself of what will happen the second his sees it.

"Art?" He repeats your words, currently trying to guess the surprise you prepared for him.

Xavier tilts his head, a curious hum leaving his lips. That was a pretty broad hint. It could mean a whole lot of things. Paintings? Sketches? Poetry? Photography? And then there was the question of whose art...

He sighs, "Can't you give me another hint?"

"Nah, keep guessing."

Xavier let out a frustrated huff, gently tugging on your hand, "Give me one more hint, or I'll... I'll..." He paused, trying to think of a threat that wouldn't come off as playful. "...I'll tickle you."

You try so hard not to laugh right now, your lips pursing together before you exhale from your nose. "You're cute."

Upon seeing his defeated form, you stand in front of him then you turn around so your back was facing him, then you pull your shirt above your head to take it off, and to reveal the tattoo of his sword from the top running down all the way down to your spine.

Xavier's throat instantly dried up, his mind going completely blank at the sight. He hadn't expected this... His eyes widened, drinking in the sight of the tattoo on your back. He had never seen something so beautiful.

"I—you—" he stuttered out, completely stunned. His face grew hotter as he moved forward, gently running his fingers down the sword etched into your skin, "When did you get this...?"

It tickles, how his fingertips ran smoothly down your back. "About a week ago." You try telling him while clearing your throat.

You glance at him over your shoulder, trying to see his expression. He looked almost possessed as took in the art before him, it did make him feel possessive.

"Do you—"

"I love it." He quickly cuts you off, both of his hands running down on your sides until they grabbed a hold of your hips, and you gasp when he suddenly pulls you down on his lap.

You feel soft lips begin to press on your skin, tracing the inky imprint while his hands wandered to your thighs and chest. Touching, rubbing, caressing, he can't get his hands off you.

"I'm in love with you," the sudden declaration fills you with warmth, "Am i allowed to bend you over?" The innocent tone of his next question makes it hard to detect that he suggested such a filthy thing.

You were at a lost for words, "hold on now—" his hand that toyed with your chest left it's place to push your back down to bend you down a bit while he leaned back on his seat, just so he can get a better view of how beautiful you were just for him.

He calls your name, almost impatiently this time, "can i cum on your back too?"

Just how much more will he have to torture you with his suggestions?

You gasp when he starts grinding his painfully hard erection against your ass, hands firmly on your hips while he kept pulling you as close as possible.

"please.." he whispers, panting softly even as he has his head thrown back, already drunk from his imaginations alone.

[sayonaramidnight]

Tagged by @starlightcleric ages ago, but never forgotten <3

1. the last book I read:

Anna In w grobowcach świata (Anna In in the tombs of the world), a modern retelling of a Sumerian myth by Olga Tokarczuk <3

2. a book I recommend:

The whole Wheel of Time series!

3. a book that I couldn’t put down:

Kushiel's Dart by Jacqueline Carey. When I first got it, I read it until 2 am or so, and only stopped because I was too sleepy to go on.

4. a book that I’ve read twice (or more):

The books from questions 2 and 3.

5. a book on my TBR:

Guns of the Dawn by Adrian Tchaikovsky!

6. a book I’ve put down:

Lolita. I'm not sure whether it just wasn't my cup of tea or it wasn't the right time to read it; maybe someday I'll get back to it, because every dropped book feels like a personal failure to me :<

7. a book on my wish list:

Green Rider by Kristen Britain. Don't ask why. I don't know. I've never read it, but it's been haunting me since I first saw it 20 years ago or so, but had no money to buy it. Now it's nowhere to be found and I'm not even sure whether it's any good. But it was calling out to me back then. It promised a lot.

Also, The Riddle-master's game by Patricia A. McKillip. I do have an e-book, but holding a physical copy of a book and reading it is just something else :<

8. a favourite book from childhood:

Andersen's fairy tales, illustrated by my favourite artist:

9. a book you would give to a friend:

Probably a book the friend would be interested in XD

10. a book of poetry or lyrics you own:

I'm ashamed to say I don't think I've got any? I used to, when I was much younger, but they've long fallen apart or been given to my neighbours' kids. Because it was mostly children's poetry XD

11. a nonfiction book you own:

Atlas of Remote Islands: Fifty Islands I Have Never Set Foot On and Never Will - a lovely gift from my bestie <3

12. what are you currently reading:

Divergent Mind: Thriving in a World That Wasn't Designed for You.

13. what are you planning on reading next:

The Gods of Pegana and Other Fantasy Tales - a nice big collection of short stories by Lord Dunsany! Actually, I started reading it this morning, because why read only one book, if you can read TWO? <3

Tagging: @traveleorzea, @risualto, @raceofhearts and every bookworm who sees this <3

[elmfae]

Wellness&Spiritual Rituals

˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊

Here is a list of some rituals and routines I’ve been doing for some years for your inspiration :)

˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺��✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊⁎᷀ົཽ⁎⁺˳✧༚ ˚✧₊

My Ideal Routine

Rise w/the Sun, wake gently and stretch in bed

Prayer of Gratitude 4 new day, chant & connect with your purpose, intentions

Morning Ashtanga Yoga and meditation (preferably in the elements) focusing on presence, deep breathing and mantras

Breathwork

Spend time out in nature; walk or hike and curiously explore the small things

Light cleaning

Tea/water and breakfast in silence

Read

Journal

Creative art practice

Volunteer or help someone

Lunch with silence

Rest/nap and listen to binaural beats, hypnosis tracks

Help others and spend time with others

Make dinner and share with loved ones, talk and connect, practice presence while cooking and eating

Evening yin yoga and meditation

Limit screen time, read fiction, self massage, relaxing music

Connect deeply with someone

Reflect on moments of joy and ease

Read poetry

Self care

Express vulnerability and gratitude, regard shadow with tenderness

Stretch and sleepy tea

Pray

Go to bed before 11p

~Fae

[harrywavycurly]

Sarah, I literally love you so much you're one of the best people on this app istg❤️

If it's not too much trouble, for the joseph quinn x princess reader can we get something like Joe and readers nighttime routine?

I'm quite particular about my skincare but sometimes I'm soooo lazy and too tired to do it and I need someone like Joe to treat me like a princess and do it for me🥹

Or something similar if you don't vibe w/ that, anything like that would be super cool if you could, please & thank you🫶🩶

Hellooo lovey!! Awe oh my goodness you’re too sweet omg🥹 I literally love YOUUU so much!!! I absolutely can give you some Joseph Quinn and his Princess’s nighttime routine! I feel you on the skin care like I’m obsessed with it but also half the time don’t want to be bothered with it😩😂 so I hope you enjoy, I gave you some conversations that you’d have throughout the night💖

-hi! Hello! Keep scrolling if RPF isn’t your thing and also if you’re not into spoiled/princess reader. I swear I won’t take it personal 😂✨

-find all things Joe x Princess here💖

*You have a thing for skincare…you just don’t always want to bother with it so that’s where Joe comes in*

“My love you have to be still or it’s going to be all wonky looking.” “Sorry I’m just sleepy…that’s a little tight.” “Sorry baby…did you have a long day hmmm? Spent too much time out at the shops with your friends?” “It was fun but yes…I didn’t get my usual nap so I got a little cranky.” “You do like your little half hour mid day nap don’t you love?…how’s that? Need me to redo it? I’m still new on the whole French braid thing.” “I can’t help it…working mornings and getting off in the afternoon just makes it hard for me to not need a nap…oh yes it looks great.” “I for one am pro nap…I enjoy when you’re all sleepy and cuddly in the middle of the afternoon.”

“I’m too sleepy…I don’t want to.” “Baby…you know you’ll be very annoyed in the morning when you wake up and your face is all dry…” “can you…do it for me?” “Put on your skincare? Sure love..you just have to tell me what order you do things in because there’s…a lot.” “I can do that…you really don’t mind?” “Of course not my darling…now what’s first?” “That green bottle…yeah that one it’s my serum to make me look radiant…do you think it works?” “Oh yes it works you’re always looking absolutely radiant love…how’s that feel? I’m not being too rough right?” “It feels amazing…I’m never applying my own skincare again.” “Oh is that so?” “Next is the gold bottle that’s my nighttime face cream…don’t forget to drag it down the neck.” “Jesus this stuff is quite thick…so down the neck…got it…that feel okay?” “Mhhmmm” “baby…come on you can’t possibly be falling asleep while sat on the bathroom counter.” “You underestimate my ability to sleep anywhere…” “what’s the last step love?” “Eye cream…tiny white jar….you don’t need a lot and use your ring finger and tap it in.” “Okay..tap it..in…like that?…are we done now?” “Yes…can we go lay down now?” “Yes baby we can go lay down now.”

“You said we can lay down…” “and you can love…I’m just going to rub your feet with that lotion you like and put those socks on that have the little hearts all over them.” “Oh but I got those new ones with smiley faces on them at the store today.” “Did you? Would you like to wear those instead love?” “Yes please…” “okay…get comfortable for me…perfect…left foot please baby…that’s a good girl thank you…” “will you read to me tonight?” “Sure princess what do you feel like reading tonight?…right foot now love…thank you.” “I like that poetry book you’ve been reading to me lately.” “Oh good choice baby…okay feet are nice and cozy let’s get comfy shall we?” “My feet are very happy…thank you.” “You don’t have to thank me baby…you know I love pampering you.” “I love you Mr. Quinn.” “I love you too Princess.”

[sleepyowlwrites]

there's a bird on my shoulder that sings with the rain; every note a dream, and every beat is pain;

there's a silence sitting next to me that calls me back inside; I'd like to join the warmth, but I'm strung out on the clothesline;

there's a howl from the wind while it tries to break the house; and I'm tucked up all in safety, but with no sound from my mouth;

there's an absence in afternoon that longs to be explained; I'll let it sit, and rot, and disintegrate, before I give its name;

there's an easy solution to the waves knocking at my door; there's a waver in asking, like I can't bear to plead for more;

there's a peace that settles gently on my eyelids, on my heart; I'm a movement in the aether, in the spaces, in the dark;

and once, when it flies, when it crows over the moon; I'm here again, and yet I'm not, and the taste is gone too soon;

and the day is slowly turning, and the air is clear and cold;

and I am not the same, I'm not the same, but I am here at home

♡

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hey, Steph! I found amazing art here: https://pin.it/2Gkc8SA Maybe, you know some fics with the same chaotic and humor energy?

(link to image by NavyDream)

Hey Nonny!

First off, a bit annoyed that someone stole something off Navy's Patreon and put it on Pintrest, ugh, so I just have to say that, LOL.

That said, ah, this is a good question, "chaotic energy" fics, LOL. Hmm. A few I can think of off the top of my head, but probably not really what you're looking for:

I'm Pretty Sure This Changes Shit by cwb (E, 7,672 w., 1 Ch. || Fluff, Cuddling, Doctor/Patient, Accidents, Pining Sherlock, Blow Jobs, Oral / Anal, BAMF John, Minor Injuries, Dev. Rel.) – Sherlock finds increasingly ridiculous ways to get John to patch him up after hurting himself.

The Very Unlikely Existence of a Flightless Bird in a Tuxedo by cwb (E, 8,829 w., 1 Ch. || Poetry, Penguins / Animals / Zoos, First Kiss / Time, Blow / Hand Jobs, Sleepy Cuddles, Endearments, Friendship / Love, Adorable / Sleepy Sherlock, Case Fic, Sherlock Can’t Say Penguin) – A case at the zoo reveals something John finds cute about Sherlock. A conversation ensues, and so does happy endings.

The Detective and the Pin-Up by XistentialAngst (T, 15,683 w., 10 Ch. || Sexy John, Romance, Fluff, Humour, First Kiss / Time) – Sally Donovan discovers an old secret John Watson considered long buried - a ten-year old "Men of the Armed Forces" calendar, which has John as a very enticing pin-up for August. The image of John might just change the way everyone sees the unassuming sidekick, even Sherlock Holmes. Rated NC-17 for eventual smut, but the story reasonable concludes before that chapter if you prefer fluff and humour.

The Sexual Awakening of Sherlock Holmes and Dr. John Watson by suitesamba (M, 24,579 w., 10 Ch. || Post-TRF, Case Fic, Hurt/Comfort, First Kiss/Time) – Sherlock owes Mycroft a favor. Mycroft calls in that favor by offering Sherlock's consulting services in a charity auction. Sherlock and John soon find themselves at the country manor of Mrs. Ives-Patton Smarmington III - not very coincidentally a long-time friend of Sherlock's mother - where they are reluctant participants in her Murder Mystery Weekend. It's a play within a play for Sherlock and John, and their roles for the weekend event bleed over into their real lives, waking the sleeping dragons within.

A Week is Just Seven Days Isn't It? by scifigrl47 (T, 39,906 w., 4 Ch. || Humour, Friendship/Bromance, Stroppy/Bored Sherlock, Undercover/Army John, Texting, Pining-ish Sherlock, John Whump) – When John heads overseas for a week, Sherlock's forced to fend for himself. It goes about as well as anyone could have anticipated. Which is to say, very, very poorly. Don't worry, things'll be fine in just seven days.

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I know there's a tonne more, so I would appreciate if anyone has a "chaotic energy" fic if you got them :) Most of my recs are pretty linear LOL

[hourcat]

OTP asks: 8, 22, 28 for piarles and maxiel please ❤️

hi darlin!!! i dont dabble in maxiel often so let's see how i do w/these! hehe

8. What happens if one of them gets sick?

for piarles: it's either wildly dramatic or ignored to the point of danger. like, if charles has a stomachache or feels a little bit stuffy, he is laid up on the couch moaning about how life is so unfair, and how he forgets what being healthy is like, and that pierre has to give him a back massage because i will die without it, pierrot, please with a wide, dewy gaze that pierre just rolls his eyes at (but concedes to). however. if charles is running a fever, he's going to ignore it until pierre has to physically wrangle him to bed because he will work through it like it's just a little cold. this all works for pierre, too--the number of foot rubs charles has given him when he's feeling "achy and exhausted, charlo" is too high to count.

for maxiel: i feel like max is the more high-strung one of the two of them when it comes to being sick? daniel, to me, feels like someone who worries but does it quietly - he'll tuck max into bed and be gentle w/him, but he's not gonna make a whole scene about max not drinking the tea he's supposed to be drinking to rest up. (he always wants max to rest, i feel, too - is always worried about him running himself ragged.) but max takes daniel being sick PERSONALLY. he's gonna give his professional medical opinion and not take no for an answer. he worries audibly, he will wake daniel up to drink said tea because "it works best when you drink it on time" even though daniel mumbles some sleepy protest. daniel will be like "oh, anything else, doctor" trying to be sexy and flirty and max just shuts him down immediately because yes there is something else. always.

22. What reminds each of their partner?

for piarles: bc theyre lifelong best friends, literally anything. ridiculous twitter memes, a funny looking plant in a garden they walked by (it's u / shut up texts) - sometimes poetry, although usually it's charles sending it to pierre and it's usually bad poetry, which pierre will make him read back to him the next time they're together.

for maxiel: max associates daniel w/bright, vibrant colors and cowboys (obviously, because thats his brand) but i also feel like he'll associate daniel w/like. lilies. just, the whole variety of the flower. they're beautiful and they're so unique in their style and color variety. he tells daniel this one time and daniel tackles him in some kind of watery hug-kiss mess of affection. as far as daniel goes, i think he associates max with little yappy dogs (affectionate) (max whacks him in the shoulder every time he makes that association and daniel just laughs along w/it) and chubby little blond babies. he's obsessed w those baby photos of max. every single cute fat lil toddler they see when they're out together, daniel will go "look. it's you" and max rolls his eyes. a sleeper pick: daniel thinks of max during sunset/the dusky parts of the evening. loud with color at the beginning, but faded into quietness by the time night rolls around.

28. What are there thoughts on pet names? Do they have any?

for piarles: oh absolutely. both in the genuinely sweet way, and also in the stupid way. again: lifelong friends, which means they will just call each other anything. slap a "my" in front of it and i guarantee you pierre has called charles that.

for maxiel: i feel like they could go either way? i imagine daniel has the potential to be a real sap about it, but he also could just stick to calling max "maxy" and "baby" for the rest of their lives and be settled. i cannot read max for the life of me. maybe he secretly loves the petnames but likes to play it cool? daniel teases it out of him eventually but. yeah

gotta be honest i have 0 read on whether ANY of my maxiel was fanon-compliant so forgive me if i swung and missed at any of this LMAO. ty for the ask bb!

[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

questions that only your mind can answer:

1. suguru as a poet. y/n? if y, who do you think his favorite poet would be?

2. what siken poem is the most sugu coded?

3. if satoru was a type of poem what kind would he be and why?

thank you for your time my ari.

WAHHHHH MY IO……… 🥺🥺🥺 you have no idea how loud i squealed when i saw this LMAO thank you sm for giving me an excuse to gush over stsg and poetry at the same time i feel so privilieged 😭😭😭 UMMM UM LET ME THINK!!!!

1/ first off. BIG yes. huge yes. he’s so poetcoded it makes me ILL. io i’m convincedddd that this man would be a literature major and i’m not just saying that bc i’m biased ok…. i just feel like he would have a fondness for the arts yk :33 particularly writing. i can picture him as a poet so easily bc everything he does and says is flowery and soft…. poet!sugu would make us swoooooon

i’m a bit sleepy rn so at first i thought you meant y/n as in like .. The Reader 😭😭 BUT THEN I STARTED THINKING ABT POET!READER TOO AND. wow. theee power couple ever !!! aaa io he’d be so perfect :((( sugu would be such a supportive bf no matter what his s/o did for a living but w any kind of writer i just think he’d be so Good. proofreads for you all the time!! he’s your most loyal reader… your biggest fan…. reads alllll your little poems when you’re away and he misses you :((( and he writes you his own !!! they’re so mushy and pretty and sweet…… hhhh. he’s just. the best!!! T_T brags abt your writing to satoru alllll the time but doesn’t let him read any of it w/o your consent (maybe even with it LMAO)… i just think he’d feel so honoured if his shy little poet!s/o only let him read their works :’3

nooo i’m not projecting at alllll… wdym…..

OOOHH AND AND. his favorite poets!!! as much as i’d love to say siken i don’t think that’s really his style. suguru strikes me as the type to enjoy very flowery writing, a bit musical-leaning in the rhythm and structure and stuff!! also season-based…. i’m thinking verlaine and rimbaud and nakahara. french symbolist poets and anyone inspired by them!! as for a more modern example i think he lovesss mary oliver and louise glück :3 october is one of his favorites!!! these lines remind me a lot of him….

Summer after summer has ended, balm after violence: it does me no good to be good to me now; violence has changed me.

This is the present, an allegory of waste. So much has changed. And still, you are fortunate: the ideal burns in you like a fever. Or not like a fever, like a second heart.

This is the light of autumn; it has turned on us. Surely it is a privilege to approach the end still believing in something.

hmmm….. a part of me wants to say he really enjoys frank bidart too. the war of vaslav nijinsky makes me think of him!!! :0 the themes of morality and guilt.. especially this line for some reason:

romola. diaghilev. i have eaten the world.

maybe it’s bc of his ct but . i just feel like he’d enjoy poetry abt hunger and eating in a more abstract sense… devouring…. etcetc. it’s a big contrast to the usual nature-based flowery prose he reads but sugu loves having his contrasts so. i think it makes sense!!

all in all i think he has very good taste. he’s not afraid to dip his toes into other genres either!!

2/ IO . 🥺🥺 MY SWEETHEART….. i literally cried i can’t believe you’re indulging me like this i started shaking w excitement……… i just went through crush + war of the foxes and if i had to narrow it down to just a single poem (<- extremely difficult task!! pls be proud) it’d have to be…… little beast.

if i had to sum this poem up with two words they’d be violent and tender… which is the case for all of siken’s poems tbf 😭 but that yearning for tenderness in the midst of violence is just so, so evident here. it always guts me. there are softer poems that i’d compare suguru to, but if we’re talking about canon suguru, his connection to satoru, his fate and ideals and desperate yearning for love… then i think this one is the most fitting.

obv this is tied to my own interpretation but!! at the end of the day. i see suguru as someone who craves tenderness. he craves love and intimacy and what drove him to his breaking point was the realization that he wouldn’t get it without slaughter. i think that line between violence/gentleness drives him insane but he has no choice but to tiptoe around it. and that’s what this poem makes me think of. some lines remind me of stsg and that dichotomy in their relationship, others just of suguru and his mental state…. and also his charm. that dangerous edge to him. the contrasting softness. the poem gets more violent as it goes on but the love never fades and that’s what really gets me.

the radio aches a little tune that tells the story of what the night is thinking. it’s thinking of love. it’s thinking of stabbing us to death and leaving our bodies in a dumpster. that’s a nice touch, stains in the night, whiskey and kisses for everyone.

someone once told me that explaining is an admission of failure. i’m sure you remember, i was on the phone with you, sweetheart.

i know history. there are many names in history but none of them are ours.

you could drown in those eyes, i said. the fact of his pulse, the way he pulled his body in, out of shyness or shame or a desire not to disturb the air around him.

you could drown in those eyes, i said, so it’s summer, so it’s suicide, so we’re helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.

more frequently i was finding myself sleepless, and he was running out of lullabies.

but damn if there isn’t anything sexier than a slender boy with a handgun, a fast car, a bottle of pills.

we pull our boots on with both hands but we can’t punch ourselves awake and all i can do is stand on the curb and say sorry about the blood in your mouth. i wish it was mine.

i couldn’t get the boy to kill me, but i wore his jacket for the longest time.

…… honourable mentions to landscape with fruit rot and millipede + birds hover the trampled field + snow and dirty rain

3/ aaaand finally !!! this question was kinda tough… but soooo much fun to think abt. <33

i think satoru is the kind of poem that stays with you forever. the kind that pulls you in with a really gripping opening line, forces you to read it all in one sitting, and then you’re left wondering what the hell it was even about. flowery but with no real substance until you dig really deep, and then it’s all you can see. the kind of poem you could pick apart for hours and hours……. a real gem. but it’s comforting, above all else. he’s like a collection of poetry that makes you smile just to hold it!!! :>

now !!! some questions for you !!!!! >:3

how do you think satoru would be w a poet!s/o?

any thoughts on poet!nanami..? 👀

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Last Song I Listened To:

"You" by Tennyson! it's a sweet little song and i use it for my qpr-in-my-series playlist. "What's the point of that? I could be pressing flowers with you. Savor all this time rather than fret all afternoon. Take me from my thoughts, now would be riper than limes in June." so soft.

Last Book I Read:

The Ballad of Black Tom by Victor LaValle is the last book i finished. phenomenal book. absolutely wonderful on a craft level. It pushes the reader to question the role of a black main character in an american horror, pushes the reader to question what constitutes horror is for black americans, and in that push answers your question for you, delicately, carefully. Deserves all the praise it got. Recontextualizes one of the most racist lovecraft stories and shows the character of Black Tom's humanity even as Black Tom tries to leave humanity behind. also. sentence level? so fucking good. down to the sentence it's so good.

I'm currently in the middle of like 15 books but off the top of my head

Witch King by Martha Wells

Dreadgod by Will Wight

To Say Nothing of the Dog by Connie Willis

On the Shoulders of Titans by Andrew Rowe

The Future Is Disabled by Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha which feels more like a manifesto than anything else so im not really getting as much out of it bc disabled people on tumblr have been talking about the contents of this manifesto since 2015 or earlier

The League of Gentlewomen Witches by India Holton

The Last Sun by K.D. Edwards

Paul Takes the Form of a Mortal Girl by Andrea Lawlor

Way of the Hunter by Samer Rabadi

Female Masculinity by Jack Halberstam

Coming up, I'm doing a buddy read soon of The Black Shoals: Offshore Formations of Black and Native Studies by Tiffany Lethabo King with @markeyverse and a buddy read of The Cooking Gene: A Journey of African American Culinary History in the Old South by Michael W. Twitty with @toopunkrockforshul and a book club read of When the Angels Left the Old Country by Sacha Lamb

Last Thing I Watched:

Star Trek: The Next Generation. I simply don't Watch things these days, unless we count youtube, in which I have watched Drawfee's "Driving from Washington to Mexico for Charity" to cope with grief bc omg you do not need your brain for that. it's comforting. and also my roommate is obsessed with Azerbaijani Village Cooking Videos and points out different foods and how like the ones he grew up with they are and how they differ from Georgian and Russian preparation and consumption and he tells me the names of the food and what they taste like. so we watch that almost every night if i dont fall asleep first.

Current Obsession:

my own work tbh. my poetry, my fiction, my paintings. trying to get better. i suppose outside of that. hm. my interest is turning toward gay nuns as of yesterday with a Realization of christian religious trauma being more real than i thought. im looking at "Immodest Acts", "Lesbian Nuns: Breaking Silence", "Scorched Grace: A Sister Holiday Mystery", and im hoping "Sisters of Sorrow" is gay bc if its not what the fuck are you doing. but i cant delve into them all yet nor buy them yet. and im trying to prioritize my TBR.

i'm also reading eco-justice poetry/nonfiction, afrofuturist, transformative justice, disabled, and solarpunk literature for my solarpunk wip

Tags 8 people:

im tagging yall. no big if you dont wanna do the meme. im gonna go lay down now. sleepy.

@filthburgur @cadencekismet @mysanaf @vorellaraek @markeyverse @pacifistrun @outside-your-window @cassandors

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if you get this, answer w/ three random facts about yourself and send it to the last seven blogs in your notifs. anon or not, doesn’t matter, let’s get to know the person behind the blog ! (you don’t need to answer if you don’t want to!)

Hi sleepy!!

1) I'm a preschool TA

2) I write poetry

3) When I was little, I told my teacher my mom said bad words, and when she asked what my mom said, I told her, "Sometimes she tells me no".

[rottedsaint]

GoddessOc

Name: Луна (prncd. 'Luna' w a silent L)

Titles: Goddess of the moon, personification of the moon, Divinity of lunar and nocturnal energy, (moonie, from море)

no preferred pronouns, one of the oldest divinities

Symbols: moon and like imagery, cats, dreams and psychic ability, jellyfish and rest/sleep imagery

Sacred Animals: jellyfish, cats

Offerings: white, silver and black candles, music, ocean and moon water, poetry, crystals, marshmallows, coffee with cream, rocks you find special

Crystals: moonstone, blue lace agate, snowflake obsidian, blue goldstone, angelite, angel aura and seashells

Powers: psychic visions, sleep/rest, movement and phases of the moon, unconscious yearning

Personality: passionate, caring, loving, very affectionate, quite sleepy/dreamy, possessive and quite literally a god complex

Appearance: long flowy pale blue robes with navy and gold accents. white slouchy socks. a silver signet ring with a new moon design. a silver headdress (she forgets to wear) thr main icon is the moon, changing as each phase comes and goes.

Physical appearance: dark skin and glowing white freckles and beauty spots, silver locs with glowy strands that travel to her waist, a wave tattoo/mark on her wrist and a constellation on the other. her eyes are grey and fluctuate from almost white to almost black, the closer to the full moon the lighter they get. snake bites and a tongue piercing

Face Claim:

Story: Goddess of the moon had long fallen for the God of the waters, longingly shining on his territory and sending her love. though something snapped with him taking another wife, since she's been very lonely, clinging to each follower that took an interest in worshipping her. Currently she's heard prayers from a new follower? While Lorcán comes interested in this moon deity, луна seemed to get attached, sending signs and even semi-cohesive messages. as soon as she can she decides to show herself to him in a human-like form, asking that he devote himself to her, her disciple. choose her as his patron goddess.