#//better late than never yknow

[ofchrysoprase]

Cindy hadn't really expected company during her long awaited lunch break, but as soon as her frazzled brain recognized the other woman as Avery, the situation felt a little less awful. Normally the girl used her lunch break to get in some extra studying, but it seemed like there was going to be none of that today and somehow she found herself not minding it whatsoever. Truth was, Cindy craved social interaction far more than she wanted to admit. In fact, she was a very social person, always running around to try and be of help to people. And yet, she was a very lonely person, as most of her time went into school and work. Having Avery around to break that cycle, even if it was to go on a tangent about marriage, was nothing short of a blessing, really.

She sat herself up a little straighter, propping her chin up onto her hand as she listened with interest, a small smile pulling at her lips in selfish amusement. "It does sound pretty depressing. Do you think those guys are being pressured into proposing by their girlfriends? Or is it pressure put on them by their friends or society? Maybe they just feel really awkward buying jewelry? Or they're spending most of their savings and they're kind of regretting it, but they really want to get the prettiest ring, you know?" She shrugged, always the hopeless romantic, even though she had never been in a relationship herself. That had never stopped her from fantasizing about what it would be like, however. Yes, Cindy Moon most definitely loved the idea of romance, relationships and marriage. And she found it hard to imagine anyone hating it.

"I will take you up on that offer, though. I have completely forgotten to eat today." She admitted, feeling the usual jitteriness in her body from the vast amounts of coffee she had consumed to stay awake and alert. "Though I could also use the distraction of imagining teens buying something nice for their crush; that sounds really nice. I've never been brave enough to do that. What are you having? I'm really craving Thai for some reason."

Location: Julio's Bar or the Food Court

Tagging: @shrikestart

"God, marriage is so overrated. I mean at first I thought it was slightly romantic but now that I see the type of people who buy expensive engagement rings? Consider me anti-marriage." She let out a sigh as she took a seat across from someone without even checking to see if she knew them. She was a professional at starting up conversations with anyone and everyone. It was usually a 50/50 chance of whether they got up and left or not but she had met a lot of people that way. It was what made her broadcasting job worthwhile in the long run. It also made for less time being in her own head which was always a touch and go option.

"Like I kid you not, at least three guys came in today looking like they were the most miserable guys in the world buying engagement rings. I mean imagine thinking you've found the love of your life and the thought of marrying you makes them actually look like they're sick? I would rather be alone forever. The only redeeming moment is when the most gorgeous older woman you've ever seen comes in and buys herself jewelry. Or nervous teens with crumpled up dollars buying something for their new crush. That's sweet. But marriage? Sounds like it sucks. Anyway, thank you for letting me talk your ear off. Can I buy you something to make up for having to listen to my rant? I really just needed to let that out."

[sorikufeels]

kiss me once, kiss me twice, and, dare i say, kiss me three times

(progress posts: sketch, line art progress)

[taxinealkaloids]

my take on the agnes/gertrude/elias situationship is that gertrude seems like the most normal one to outsiders (she's less prone to arson/creepy mind reading at inopportune moments), but she is still the archivist and therefore kind of eldritch. everyone in the institute has just sort of accepted that yes, the archivist does sleep with her eyes open/is muttering incantations, and it's the least weird thing she's done this week

ok the funny thing is, technically, if by "most normal" we're going off of who is the most human, Gertrude is the normal one. but I don't believe for a second that that's how she's perceived among the rest of the archive staff lmao. like...all her assistants wind up dead, she actively works to make sure her filing system is the least effective one possible, she takes random mysterious vacations and comes back looking like she's just gone ten rounds with a tornado...I absolutely think that Gertrude has the reputation of being the eccentric on staff. I've prepared this diagram to illustrate my point:

[night-raven-miscellany]

"Ah... I missed the new year celebration... I've been so busy I didn't even get to like... Reflect on anything..."

"Dearest prefect? Is that you I can hear musing over there?"

""'Course it's 'er, Cassie! Who else 's gonna be mopin' around instead o' takin' an opportunity into 'er own hands?"

"Cas and Rusul? What are you two doing here?"

"We actually came over to check on you and see how you were faring, as we hadn't witnessed your presence since the eve of Christmas..."

"Oh... Yeah... I was gonna host a Christmas party at Ramshackle but everything's been so hectic and crazy and I haven't even had a moment to breathe... Sorry, guys..."

"Eh... Don't worry about it! But instead o' complainin' an' apologizin'... Why don'tcha just throw a party now? Better late than never, eh?"

"Yes! And we could even assist you in the preparations, should you require any sort of aid in the process!"

"...Ah... But why? Didn't you guys already have your own dorm parties for the holidays? Why would you wanna have me host another?"

"Because we're your friends, duh? Sheesh, an' I thought I was the birdbrain 'ere..."

"Indeed, what Vassal Rusul says is nothing but the truth! That, and we greatly enjoy your presence, dear Yuna! And your parties have a charm of their own that is (at least for myself) much preferable to those in the other dorms..."

"*sniff* guys... Thank you...

... Guess I'm gonna have to start prepping for a small party then, huh?"

[le-fine-art-of-bullshit]

made a new cover for my silly little story, ft the character

(no-text and sketch versions under the cut)

[a-song-of-rats-and-whales]

I wrote a little dishonored fanfic, it's about the Outsider visiting old Daud some time between Dishonored 2 and DOTO, only like 800 words and it's my first piece of fandom writing if anyone wants to check it out!

[gothoevsky]

fellas is it ok to cry over having to take ur pronouns out of ur bio on discord cause u gave it to an irl friend and aren’t out of the closet irl and never ever will be

[miumiins]

[skrunksthatwunk]

found out that rascal's owner took him again while i was out, and he's probably not gonna be back since the semester's almost over. i don't even know if his owner's coming back next semester, if i'll ever see him again. if he'll ever see me again. why do they wait until im not around to do this? why do they never let me say goodbye to him?

[justablah56]

damn I just realized that I had like 3 unanswered asks on the polls account that I literally did not know I had I am so sorry yall orz

[ritualslaughter]

signed up for counselling ✌️

[boycannibal]

OH i might actually be able to read the donners party book i wanted to save for winter

[yume-no-miya]

look i love making sae be the one who's so in love and showering hajun with so much love and affection but it's much more fun to think that HE fell harder than her

[birbtails]

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[kiemiu]

voice notes your boyfriend matt leaves you | ( fem!reader ) fluff + soft hours. established relationship drabble wc 348 (library) + (request)

one. moms been asking about you a lot recently. i mean—seriously, every conversation we have she's always asking "how's your girlfriend doing? did she blah blah blah." and it's like, woah, ask me about my day first, yknow?

two. i think i've gotten too used to you sleeping in the same bed as me...it's weird without you here...empty. i hope you're getting better sleep than me.

three. don't be mad but...i—i took your teddy bear. i promise im gonna give it back when i leave boston, i swear! i just really miss you and i knew the perfume on my luggage wouldn't last....please, don't be mad.

four. i know i said i'd wait for you to send your order but i was in the drive-thru already and people were behind me. i—..i got nervous and drove off. (long silence) so— pizza tonight?

five. i'm glad you had a fun day shopping with the girls...do you think we could facetime when you get home? i wanna see everything you got.

six. (nicks voice) don't come in matt's room for like a good hour, he just blew ass and it smells so fu- (gagging noises) (matt in the background: it's not that bad, nick!)

seven. was playing dress to impress on stream earlier and couldn't stop thinking about you...if you're up to it we should play duos. but only if you're up for it, i know it's late.

eight. i'm never listening to your playlist on shuffle again, i was folding laundry listening to clairo and the next song queued up was some fucking death metal band. nearly gave me a heart-attack..

nine. hey, baby..you okay? i'm not trying to be like, clingy or whatever but we haven't talked all day and..i don't know it's just a little out of the ordinary. i'm sure you're fine but just—just let me know if you're okay, okay?

ten. don't you wanna grab your cool, hot, and sexy boyfriend a drink from downstairs? (whispers) please, say yes, please, say yes, please, say yes.

' 𝒕𝒂𝒈𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕 ' 🥡: @emely9274 @ginswife @madifilipowiczslvt @chrispleasure @chrisstvrns @conspiracy-ash @sturnina @lovetaylorrussellgrr @nervoussagittarius

[sungpeach]

sung hadn't been fun to hang around in the slightest the last week. every bit of energy left over after his tears was spent making sure his poor headspace wasn't reflecting in his idol schedules. friends he did speak to were subject to his emotional pouring and those he didn't barely received a message that he'd be out of commission, if they received anything at all.

emotions cycled constantly, but nothing seemed to ease his pains. sung knew the one thing that would solve his issues, yet even after bringing up his needs, he was left out to dry.

the itch to find whatever next best thing would help had already begun. thus far, it had been drinking. however, when sung happened to see william through the glass of the practice room door -alone, he wondered if he might have happened upon a new next best thing.

that night, byunghee had pushed william out of the room fast enough that he hadn't the time to react, not to his face. only the thought of those memories had them rolling back in his mind and heating up his blood to where the door whooshed as sung opened it. "hey! don't you have the decency to not get in bed with other people's boyfriends? or at least apologize for it afterwards?"

@williamchiu