#🗝️ . “ over & over ”

[cwilburautism]

uh

[possibly-in-wonderland]

tfw you have to take another break from your emh watch (while still not through the same video you've been on for weeks) bc someone wants to watch the neverending story bc they saw an agere post that put it in a weird nostalgic mood but everyone's tired and no one's sure if y'all can stay awake long enough for the movie

and someone else is trying to coax everyone to take a nap longer than an hour and a half in hopes the looming anxiety goes away

and now you're hoping you can bribe the nostalgic-feeling creature to hold off on the movie for a couple days so everyone can get some sleep by requesting a self-care kit based on said creature to be made by one of your moots

and you're also hoping the one who wants to nap will give up for a bit as long as we do something else that counts as "taking care of the body"

[nrc-confessions]

ooo~ eel takeover.. sounds like fun!

Nice to meetcha’ 🗝️—

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hiiiii hiiii hiiii iamveryfun :)

[dxxth-gxd]

The way I look @ my feed and question just HOW much I evade drama...

[extraordinarium]

the lengths i would go for a flat chest are immesurable

[genderqueeradrien]

i have to write this whole fic just so i can write this specific scene bc i giggle thinking about it every time . inspired by me being attracted near exclusively to weird gay people bc of a crush* (*something else but for the purposes of this post crush works) ive had on and off since i was8 that completely rewired my brain chemistry

[ghost--girlfriend]

look. i am NOT immune to 'that child should not be fighting this battle, somebody get them a juice box and kill whatever villain is fucking with em' effect

[solitaireships]

🦀🦋✏️ for whoever you'd like !

I'm gonna talk about Hoffman with this one! Technically he's only a crush, but also I fear I have become very attached to him and he's likely to become a bf soon

🦀: How did they handle realizing they were in love? Embarrassed? Nervous? Mad?

Hoffman fell first, and he really didn't process it as love at first bcs he's grayaro and has not had romantic feelings for anyone often. But when he realized, he was almost annoyed with himself. He doesn't like being emotionally close with people, so there was also some nervousness there bcs they already had a weird dynamic, and he didn't want to make it even weirder by being into her. So there was a lot of awkward pining for her where he pretended he wasn't having feelings

Shepard was also a little annoyed when she realized her feelings for Hoffman. Her goal with trying to help him get rehabilitated wasn't exactly to fall for him, and she just as a moment of like. Come on. Have some self respect. Why are you falling for a man that's killed like 40 people. And she's mostly pretty good at ignoring her emotions so she basically just told herself to pretend that she doesn't have feelings while also doing a bit of yearning

🦋: How long did it take them to get out of the awkward early relationship stage? Have they gotten more confident around each other?

It definitely would take them a while to get out of the early relationship stage. Neither of them are really sure how to go about handling things with each other, but of the two, Hoffman is definitely the one that's able to become comfortable with things faster

✏️: How canon compliant are you with them? Do you stick pretty close or just have fun cause it’s your ship so no one can tell you what to do other wise?

Generally speaking I stick very close with canon. But it also gets a little tricky once we get to where Hoffman makes his last appearance. bcs in the writer commentary for that, they say that he ended up dying. Then in more recent stuff from one of the directors of the series, he said that they've talked about bringing Hoffman back for a new movie. So whether or not he's dead or alive is currently a big ???, but within my thoughts for him and Shepard, she ends up rescuing him from the bathroom. Even if he is alive tho, there's bound to be canon divergence on that front should he ever be in future movies

[floatingmoonlightcity]

you have a personality disorder. one that specifically affects the way you think and react. one that specifically makes you hypersensitive to otherwise insignificant things. You do remember that right. You do remember that you will exhibit symptoms of said disorder and that you can't magically make them disappear just to be a "better friend", right. right?

[cwilburautism]

"I could die right now, Clem. I'm just, happy" but it's ctntduo what would u do.

[kwpw-vent]

:(

[mahrahpalestine]

Israelis argue over whether Palestinians should be “transferred” to Albania or Indonesia (or elsewhere) while hundreds of thousands of Palestinians are returning to Gaza, including my family who walked 20 kilometers, my elderly parents who walked these long distances to hold on to their land. Genocide is a world of lies. Death is the only truth. Return is life. Life is the ultimate truth. Return is a right. 🗝️🗝️

Never stop helping the Palestinians for a moment, as they are exposed to daily starvation. Your help supports their steadfastness and perseverance on their land. Donate to my family from here.

[pockets-and-paint]

nothing beats a wawa

[dxxth-gxd]

Hiiii everyone, I'm SO sorry I have been inactive for almost weeks (or a month orz).

College has been horrible for my motivation to edit (its why I haven't been posting at all, even to those who requested stuff), and it's been taking me weeks to be bothered to begin editing again.

I'll do my best to get to them, but please know that I will most likely be limiting my requests to 5 when I'm done and removing some who's blogs are deactivated that requested prior to my hiatus/break.

Again I am so so so sorry for everything, I really am struggling with college and whatnot, so I have to focus on it before anything else. If things ever calm down the next few weeks, I'm sure you guys will see me come about again.

For now, I will do requests slowly but inbox IS still open for inquiries or for people to drop in and talk. Please don't rush me to do them faster though, I am very overwhelmed with other matters and I can't fathom on editing right now due to how stressed out I am.

Thank you so much for reading, and I am so deeply sorry for my inactivity ;-; hoping that I can get more edits to make up for my absence!

[hyeinette]

☘︎ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ 𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕, 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏─────𝗍𝖺𝗄𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝑐𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝗈𝖿 𝖺 𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖻𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗇 𝑠𝑢𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑛 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗇 𝗁𝖾 𝗋𝗎𝗇𝗌 𝖺 𝖿𝖾𝗏𝖾𝗋.

𝗳!𝗿 ⠀⠀🗝️ ⠀⠀𝑓. est rl kisses fluff psh drabble ─── 11OO >ᴗ< 𓈒 𓈒 亲

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ 𝑙𝑖𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑟𝑦 ⠀⠀⠀୨୧ ⠀⠀⠀𝗋𝖾𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗀⠀〝⠀ 𝖿𝖾𝖾𝖽𝖻𝖺𝖼𝗄

the air was warm. everything felt warm to sunghoon right now, really. his head, his body, his heart… well, the last one couldn’t really be blamed on the sweltering fever that currently had him bedridden. it was because you were here, in his kitchen, making him chicken soup. the thought that you came for him made him smile despite himself.

then, as if his throbbing forehead had pulled him away from his blissful thoughts of you, sunghoon groaned, pressing the heel of his hand against his blazing skin. the sound of his pained voice made you put down the ladle and peek over your shoulder, glancing at sunghoon, who looked like a cat, sprawled over the couch on his stomach, a sight that made you giggle.

sunghoon thrashed around with discomfort, hoping that if he acted pathetic enough, you’d hurry it up. “babyyy.”

somehow, it seemed to work, because next thing he knew, the floral smell of your lavender perfume wafted through the air and into his (very congested) nostrils. sunghoon abruptly lifted his head towards the source of the scent, feeling straight away relieved at the sight of you holding a soup bowl, looking unfairly pretty under the sun’s eventide glow.

sunghoon huffed and sat up, or tried to; the second he pushed himself off the couch, he winced. he couldn’t even complain before you were by his side, propping him up on one too many pillows. the cool, gentleness of your fingers on his shoulder was a nice contrast, and he found himself leaning towards your arms.

“you’re burning up,” you murmured worriedly.

sunghoon lifted his head to meet your concerned eyes. his chest tightened at the way your eyebrows knitted together and your lashes fluttered as your gaze travelled his reddened face.

“i’m fine, really.” both of you knew he was lying.

something about being cared for made sunghoon feel oddly guilty, like he didn’t deserve your ministrations.

“hoon, you are not fine. don’t be stubborn.” you scolded in the softest way you could.

he wanted to protest, to tell you he was fine, that all he needed was—

“all i need is a kiss from you,” he rasped.

you rolled your eyes, but still had to bite the insides of your cheek to stop a smile from appearing. unfortunately, the blush gave you away, making sunghoon chuckle (which quickly turned into a cough.)

“you sound delirious,” you teased, pushing a few strands of dark hair away from sunghoon’s damp skin.

finally, sunghoon relented, falling into the couch while watching you pick up the bowl of soup and sit as close as possible without being on top of him.

you blew on the soup and then nudged his lips with it, as if daring him to refuse. sunghoon had a certain glint in his eyes, like he wanted to be difficult, just so he could see that small blush creep up your neck and hear you reprimand him. but he resisted, for your sake.

he opened his mouth and the soup soothed the scratch in his throat quickly.

“there,” you smiled, satisfied. “not so bad, hm?”

all sunghoon could manage was a hum in response. he wanted to tell you that it wasn’t bad at all, but he didn’t trust his voice currently; it would probably sound like a dying frog, or something, and you’d probably laugh at him.

this pattern continued for a while: you feeding sunghoon, him holding back from kissing you senseless every five seconds. after he’d managed around half the bowl, you set it aside and picked up a thermometer, deciding to check his temperature.

you furrowed your brows and fumbled with the instrument. after finally getting it to work, you turned back to sunghoon, whose eyes haven’t left you. you moved closer to him, to the point that you were hovering over his body.

sunghoon’s half-lidded eyes met your wide ones, which made not only your breath but your heart hitch, as well.

“yn,” sunghoon muttered earnestly, placing his hands on your waist in an almost tentative manner. before he could overthink it, he found that his arms were completely enveloping your torso and pulling you down into you. you gasped, the thermometer slipping as your hands found purchase on his shoulders.

his head rested against your stomach, and the moment your warmth met his skin, he felt himself being grounded by just the feel of you.

“yeah?”

“i hate being sick.” his voice was muffled but truthful.

you giggled, running your hands through his hair and twirling it through your fingers, for it was very soft. “i know, love. at least you’re a very cute sick person?”

sunghoon grumbled, the sensation vibrating through your chest. despite feeling embarrassed, sunghoon didn’t let go, not when you in his arms felt like the only right thing in the world at this moment.

“how can you say that when i’m dying here…” he complained, pulling you completely onto his lap now, so that you were sitting sideways facing him.

“you’re not dying,” you placed a kiss against his forehead and playfully booped his nose, making him scrunch it and then push your hand away, only to entwine his fingers with yours a moment later. “you’re dramatic, is all.”

sunghoon hesitantly flickered his gaze to your lips and swallowed hard, suddenly aware of how close you were to him. he felt himself burning up all over again, though this time not because of the fever.

“i like when you take care of me,” he admitted, making you tense for a second, before quickly relaxing.

“it’s a good thing i like taking care of you, then.” you smiled, tilting his head up and gently placing your forehead on his.

sunghoon shut his eyes for just a minute, wanting to revel in your tender embrace forever. before he could think, he felt your soft lips against his, smiling.

after a few seconds, you pulled away, giggling at the way his lips chased yours just slightly.

“you should sleep now. i’ll be here when you wake up.” you promised, slipping out his grasp slowly.

content with your words, sunghoon let his body slip into the couch while you threw a warm blanket over him.

sunghoon felt his breathing even out as he slowly fell asleep, with the only thing on his mind being you. with a smile on his face, he decided that if being sick meant he’d have your undivided attention, he didn’t mind it so much.

𝗍𝖺𝗀𝗅𝗂𝓈𝗍. @bywons @sugarikiz

[floatingmoonlightcity]

you really need to remember that youre a human too more often