#( so i tagged both )

[lured-into-wonderland]

((OOC: This one will be a bit shorter since there isn’t much for me to go off of interaction-wise, but this is for ‘Seth’ to Nunnally))

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Seth had continued to frequent the hole in the wall shop as per his usual habitual ways permitted, and he noticed that on occasion the young miss who had gifted him a treat a month ago would drop by from time to time.

Their schedules didn’t seem to line up much considering they’d only crossed paths again only a mere handful of times.

Though the shop advertised Valentine’s day for couples, it didn’t advertise much for White Day for reasons he could only fathom.

He’d spoken to the owner of the shop that the next time Nunnally came in, her order would be his treat, along with her choice of a dessert that the store had to offer. It wasn’t necessary to state that he was the one gifting her.

The owner would simply give her a message that: [A grateful patron had paid for your order in advance as thanks for last month]

It wasn’t very personable, but their relationship was essentially that, practically strangers. That said, Seth wasn’t one to not return favors or goodwill, so he chose to go about it in this roundabout manner.  

She liked that café. It wasn't one of these posh places that were popular among her friends, but it served one of the best coffee in the city. At least in Nunnally’s opinion. So, she was a frequent guest there. Sometimes she would just take a coffee to go, sometimes sit inside and read a book or sketch, and sometimes take a seat outside and watch people passing by. She had perhaps noticed Seth once or twice, but didn’t think about him too much. Sharing a coffee and something sweet with him on Valentine’s Day was more of an accident than a planned action; it didn't last long and she was quick to forget about it.

And there was Nunnally standing more than surprised when she was offered a free drink and a desert. As a thanks for last month…? What did it mean?

She stood there a bit puzzled; unsure if she was not mistaken for someone else. But that would be odd. She knew she stood out (not only in this particular place but also in general), always giving the vibes of not fitting there. Whatever that “there” was. In addition, the older lady, who was an owner of the place and had talked with Nunnally more than a few times was sure it was for her. Indeed, there were little chances Nunnally could have been mistaken for some other young woman.

She hesitantly accepted the coffee and chose yoghurt with fruit as her sweet treat; still wondering whom she should thank for this unexpected gift. And then she realized it! The double treat for the Valentine’s Day she shared with a lonely stranger. She laughed gently when she understood, and looked through the patrons to see if that man there. But he was not. Slightly disappointed, Nunnally started to wonder if he was a frequent guest here, but she didn’t ask. Perhaps he would not like her to pry. She had a small chat with the lady behind the counter as the café was almost empty at this time of a day, and then she chose a table far in the corner (but close to the window) and started to sketch something in her notebook.

When she was almost ready to leave, Nunnally noticed the door opening and someone entered the still empty café. Surprisingly enough that someone was the man that got her the treat. She was watching him from her place as he placed his order and sat by one of the tables. She chuckled gently, stood up and walked straight to the man: --

“May I join you?” – she asked taking a seat without waiting for his invitation or even giving him a chance to answer– “I guess it is my turn to say thank you to you.” – she laughed – “Perhaps it should become our custom to leave small treats for each other from time to time.” – she was not truly serious, but she was curious about him. Nunnally didn’t expect most of the people doing what he did.

“How did you know I am coming here? Do you perhaps also like the place?” – he must have seen her here at least a few times before (how otherwise would he know she'd be back?), so it was embarrassing that she didn't notice him. To cover for these feelings (or perhaps embarrassing herself even more) she opened her notebook and pushed it towards him: --

“I did a pretty good job, didn’t I?” – Nunnally said pointing to the drawing in her notebook depicting Seth himself – “I was trying to remember how you looked after getting the treat earlier today.” – she explained to make the situation less awkward. At least in her own eyes.

“By the way, my name is Nunnally. Do you feel like giving me yours?”  

@fangsofdestruction

[salad-flavored-adventures]

mmm i choose @maryland-officially @maryland-no-rabies

rb to throw a water balloon at a mutual

[stemmmm]

bad youtube clickbait thumbnail that reads "I think I just had a therapy session with a DEMON???"

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[lgbtlunaverse]

The world exists in such a baffling state of simultaneous sex-aversion and sex-hegemony. Every social platform on the internet is trying to banish sex workers to the shadow realm but I can't post a tweet without at least two bots replying P U S S Y I N B I O. People are self-censoring sex to seggs and $3× but every other ad you see is still filled with half-naked women. Rightwingers want queer people arrested for so much as existing in the same postal code as a child and are also drumming up a moral panic about how teenage boys aren't getting laid enough. I feel like I'm losing my mind.

[edlucavalden]

Hm… it seems that they have something in common?

[BONUS]

Also, where did Mithrun’s monster knowledge come from..?

[me-beef]

@strangeravatar made a great point

i was gonna focus on the spike-hotboxing-celestia aspect but i got distracted somewhere along the way and i think i forgot what joke i was trying to make

but dont you think its interesting how many guards of the exact same color/body type she's managed to accrue?? i do

ooohh you want to go look at our stickers so bad

[pezhead]

Although they do not join in competing, they want to wish good luck.

Mikey: Lucky dino!

Leo: He made it himself!

Donnie: With father...

✨Lucky Dino be upon ye~✨

@tmntaucompetition @tmntbestsibscompetiton

[gunstellations]

rival battle ⚔️

[thelucidduchess]

Hey… Gigi?

[hinamie]

9 / 266

[chiropteracupola]

a little victorian boy and his elderly maiden aunts

[i love @pangur-and-grim's weird cats and wanted to draw them beatrix potter style]

[turtleblogatlast]

Leo learns something about himself 🏳️‍⚧️

Based roughly on this old post.

Bonus:

[Leo is taking the fact that he was born biologically female simultaneously very well and also not so well but overall he’s mostly coping with the fact that it was Draxum that just essentially gave him the turtle equivalent of ‘The Talk’.]

[solsketchbook]

leona kingscholar why do you do this to me....

[composeregg]

edit (10/23/2024) now that the poll is over: Original version, with 10 questions, from April 2023 here

And, given that the original is from April 2023, that means I can very easily say:

No, this was not an ISAT reference!

Just because I use parentheses and 2nd person pov and love the same concepts of what a time loop can do to a person doesn't mean it's ISAT

(Yes, I like ISAT, the original poll is why I was recommended the game! But if you look at the original, you can see all the origins of the options to choose from, including what spurred me on with the moss option from the replies)

If I were going to make something for ISAT, I would never be so vague, you can simply look at my ao3 for proof of that

[bloominglegumes]

i love normal guys doomed by the narrative