#a bit late perhaps

[graciepasty]

Merry Christmas, Please Don’t Call. Bleachers (2024).

requested by @h3x-ed, my most loyal and stalkery fan<3

[katsu2ji]

homesick — k. bakugou

a/n: to everyone going through a season of change, no matter how big or small, i love you :')

katsuki does a lot of stupidly annoying things sometimes, but one thing he will never, ever, do, is make fun of you for being homesick. he might joke around at first, but the moment he noticed you going silent and getting too lost in your own head, he makes a mental note to keep his mouth shut. he doesn't know what to say, so he doesn't say anything for fear of making things worse for you. he just lays down beside you, holding you up a bit and letting you cry as much as you need to. he doesn't care if you soak his shirt—it's you, for crying out loud. "it's just some damn fabric, it'll dry."

afterwards, he's doing everything he can to distract from the loneliness you may be feeling. he's grabbing a weighted blanket, arranging it so that most of the comfortable heaviness lays on you just right. he's getting you some water, making sure you get the rehydration you need so that you don't end up with a headache. "i don't wanna hear you complainin' later," he carefully teases with a small smile, glad to see you faintly return it. he's moving back into bed with you, resting comfortably at your side, a silent reminder that he's here. you're not alone like your mind is trying to convince you.

when he feels like the floor is open again, he's trying to bring back that smile. he's reminding you of all the good reasons for this change, the goals he knows you have and are capable of accomplishing. in his own katsuki-bakugou way he's trying to get you to focus on the positive side of things, something that you're usually doing to him. but he's willing to switch roles, because if there's one thing that makes him feel more helpless than anything else in this world, it's seeing the people he loves upset.

the feeling of homesickness can be hard, that he knows. it's a that feeling like your heart is squeezing in your chest and you can't stop it, and he's not gonna pretend like he hasn't felt it before. but at the end of the day,—and as cheesy as he knows it would sound coming out of his mouth—you've both got each other. he's not the biggest fan of change either, but he'd gladly go through a thousand different lives with you. he vows right then and there to make as much of a home for you as possible, whatever it looks like. he knows he can't make the uncomfortable feelings go away, but if he can loosen the painful tightening in your chest just a little, he'll do whatever it takes to see you smile again.

katsu2ji © 2024. please don't copy, modify, or do anything of the sort with my work! i work very hard and you simply do not have my permission.

[crabsnpersimmons]

"Slow down, Sunshine. You're not falling behind and you are loved for more than what you do for others."

[shevr]

newly employed type of girl who is coincidentally freshly 30 as well which is unrelated but also not necessarily a helpful addition

[humbuns]

when did that start?

[viperwhispered]

Rest

Guess what? I've got more Jamil x reader for y'all. You can also find this on ao3. No warnings, just 866 words of kinda fluffy(?) caretaking stuff with gender-neutral reader.

At this point, you know Jamil’s schedule almost as well as he does. So, when you have the chance, you head to Scarabia’s kitchen, hoping to spend some time with Jamil while he and the other students prepare dinner. 

However, when you enter, it takes you but a moment to notice Jamil’s uncharacteristic fumbling and the tired look in his eyes. The way Jamil’s chopping the vegetables has you worried about him cutting himself with that knife he’s usually so adept with, and it seems it’s only force of habit that’s keeping him on track.

You frown, and when your eyes meet Jamil’s, you can already see him put his guard up.

So he knows what state he is in, huh? And still, here he is.

It seems Jamil is reading your thoughts, all of him telling you drop it before any words are even said.

At least he still lets you lean in and give a quick kiss to his cheek in greeting.

“Hello love. Do you still have a lot on your agenda for today?” you ask, keeping your tone low for at least some semblance of privacy in the busy kitchen.

“Nothing I can’t handle,” is the response you get.

Of course.

It takes a little more pestering before Jamil actually answers your question. Your lips purse. That list is far too long to your liking.

You take a moment to think, juggling your own plans and to-do list against the urgency of the things Jamil mentioned.

“Will Kalim be eating from that?” you ask, pointing at the food Jamil is preparing.

“Yes.”

“Alright, I won’t be touching that one, then. I’ve gotta do a few things but I’ll be back when you’re done here.”

“Don’t,” Jamil says with a glare, clearly aware of what you’re thinking.

Yet even his disapproving look doesn’t have the usual weight behind it.

“Yes. I will,” you say firmly, even as your heart curls inwards with another bout of concern.

Really, when did he get so tired?

And how did you not notice it earlier?

You leave the kitchen before Jamil can protest further, hurrying through the dorm corridors to find Kalim.

Soon you have an enthusiastic – and concerned – supporter for your plans. You have Kalim point out a few reliable Scarabia students to help with a few of the most urgent matters Jamil mentioned – cleaning up the common areas, delivering some paperwork to Crowley, preparing some dorm-wide notices – while you see to Kalim getting his school supplies in order for the following day. You even recruit a couple of third years to help Kalim with his homework.

You’ll see to the rest tomorrow – after all, you do also have a boyfriend to look after.

Your conversation over dinner can hardly be called anything else than an argument – despite Kalim’s best attempts at acting as a moderating force between you two. It is very tempting to ask Kalim to tell Jamil to take the rest of the day off – it’s not like Jamil would be willing to openly disobey a direct order. Still, you really don’t need to remind Jamil of his position on top of everything else that you’re already doing more or less against his wishes.

Eventually, however, Jamil’s had a square meal, the most urgent things on his to-do list are being taken care of, and you’ve managed to drag him to his bed.

“I really wish you wouldn’t push yourself so hard,” you murmur, your arms wrapped tightly around Jamil. You’re telling yourself you really do just want to cuddle, to offer some respite to Jamil. Still, there might also be a part of you worried that if you were to let go, he’d just jump up and get back to working himself to the bone.

Yet, for all his protestations, just the fact that you’ve gotten Jamil to lay down with you speaks volumes of his current exhaustion.

“I can’t just leave my duties, albi. You know this.”

“Making yourself too indispensable, is what you’re doing,” you protest.

Oh, you know it’s not so simple. Not with his background, not with all the expectations and assumptions.

But sometimes you really wish it would be.

Jamil merely scoffs in response to your words.

Still, it is undeniable that he is slowly beginning to relax in your arms, slowly bringing his head closer to yours. His eyes are starting to flutter, too.

“I will still need to help Kalim with his homework, at the very least.”

You wonder who he is trying to convince more, you or himself.

“Amin and Khalil are helping him. They’re basically top of their classes, aren’t they? I’m sure they’ve got it.”

Still, Jamil frowns.

You sigh. He really is not letting go, is he?

“Do you want me to go supervise?” you ask.

And leave you, unsaid yet hanging there right after your words.

“Don’t,” Jamil eventually says, the word barely more than a breath.

It seems he has accepted his fate.

You softly caress Jamil’s hair, listening to his softening breathing.

And when you wake up, wholly unaware of having been lulled to sleep in the first place, it’s to the lightest of touches from Jamil’s fingers.

Tagging @diodellet @twstgo @crystallizsch @jamilvapologist @jamilsimpno69 as per request If you'd like to be tagged for any future works, let me know!

[canisalbus]

As a longtime (2015ish) follower of yours, its been fun watching you become... more tender? toward Machete. back in the day it was angst angst angst, and i loved it! but you cant know darkness without light and vice verse. Youve been a massive inspiration the whole time btw. Its nice to see not-anthro!Machete again too

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[ryuubff]

fom 1st major update spoilers

marchie's 6 heart event... im so close to killing myself (and coming back to life) over how he cute he is when hes excited

that and this whole entire scene I CANTTTRGJFJKHKURUHGFGFD

my dumbass didnt pick the you can let my hand go now option but im sooo done im so done im so done i cant

HE WAS SO CUTE IM IN TEAaarSSS thank u fom team....

[age-of-moonknight]

Werewolf by Night: Red Band (Vol. 1/2024), #2.

Writer: Jason Loo; Penciler: Sergio Dàvila; Inkers: Jay Leisten and Aure Jimenez; Colorist: Alex Sinclair; Letterer: Cory Petit

[deus-ex-mona]

since the new year is just a week away (what even.), remember that time kyhn was almost a thing in honeypre?

we all know hina’s years-long unrequited love for yukki, but in this event~~~~~~ he found her cute!!! and he said “the boy who’ll become setoguchi’s lover will definitely be happy”!!!!

a n d he briefly pictured what it’d be like to date hina!!!!!!!! and the wish he made at the shrine was for hina’s happiness (for the rest of her time in high school)…

also!!!! they pretended to be lovers during this little new year’s date~~~~ they’re so precious~~~~

anyways!!! happy kyhn new year!!!!

[kissingarthurclaus]

Alright lately I've been worried about my love for Arthur starting to fade but I SEE him and I start going all giddy and shit, it's strong as ever 💖💖💖

[coquelicoq]

not being able to reply to posts is really cramping my style. can i just say to the mutual who recently signed up for a credit union: firstly congratulations and secondly, your tag about the panties hitting the floor made me snort or perhaps chortle

[always-wizu-you]

Archiving April Fool tweet from 2018 🐰

Koyoi: We're going to show you WITH's new team outfits.

Shougo: Of course it suits me, but... it suits you two pretty well too!

Koyoi: That's right. Shougo and Asahi, both of you are cute.

Asahi: Somehow I feel like I've been wearing a lot of pink outfits this year... oh well! WOOO!!

The reason why Asahi said that is because this was not the first time he wore the maid coord. PriPara's CG director made him wear it on his birthday in January 2018, in the tweet below.

Asahi: Maji yabe! I look good in everything! WOOO!!

[extinctiondebt]

life is difficult but we are more difficult. indeed if there is anything ive learned from being around ppl i love it's that we are so fucking difficult. i love u. let's be a problem

[orthoceras]

maybe we've both gone mad: a mauraeyk fanmix

Tracklist:

The Sanity Assassin - Bauhaus Salt - Eivør String Quartet No. 12, II. Lento - Antonín Dvořák Tiger Mountain Peasant Song - Fleet Foxes Lieder eines fahrenden Gesellen III. Ich hab' ein glühend Messer - Gustav Mahler Anamnesi - John Doe Verklärte Nacht I. Grave - Arnold Schoenberg Are mou rindineddha - L'Arpeggiata Stagno & Corpo celeste (ghost track) - Subsonica Grading Curve - Coral Bones Ein Heldenleben III. Des Heldenleben Gefährtin - Richard Strauss Lagune - Raffaello Simeoni Verklärte Nacht V. Adagio - Arnold Schoenberg No Words - Clan of Xymox I Come With Knives - IAMX Silent Hedges - Bauhaus Storm Comin' - The Wailin' Jennys Flood II - The Sisters of Mercy Shelter from the Storm - Bob Dylan Die Csárdásfürstin: "Weißt du es noch" - Emmerich Kálmán Last Exit For The Lost - Fields Of The Nephilim The Same Deep Water as You - The Cure 4 doppelchörige gesänge I. An die Sterne - Robert Schumann

Lyric excerpts under the cut:

The Sanity Assassin - Bauhaus

He whispers in your ear Was it nothing that you said He's walking in your sleep now He keeps your fat paranoia well fed

Salt - Eivør

Og sjógvurin tyngist Alt togar móti dýpinum Eg veit eg má fara Eg veit at eg kann - And the swells grow heavy, they all pull down into the deep, I know I must go, I know that I can.

Tiger Mountain Peasant Song - Fleet Foxes

Dear shadow alive and well How can the body die? You tell me everything Anything true Into town one morning I went Staggering through premonitions of my death I don't see anybody that dear to me

Lieder eines fahrenden Gesellen III. Ich hab' ein glühend Messer - Gustav Mahler

Wenn ich aus dem Traum auffahr’ Und höre klingen ihr silbern Lachen, O weh! O weh! Ich wollt’, ich läg’ auf der schwarzen Bahr’, Könnt’ nimmer die Augen aufmachen! - When I wake with a jolt from my dream And hear her silvery laugh, Alas! Alas! I wish I were lying on the black bier, And might never open my eyes again!

Anamnesi - John Doe

Che libero cantare Mi rende più assente Più savio di mente Più alcolico e più prepotente Più magro e maturo - How freeing to sing It makes me more distant More wise in mind More alcoholic and more overbearing More thin and mature

Are mou rindineddha - L'Arpeggiata

Are mou rindineddha Plea talassa se guaddhi Ce aputte ste' ce ftazzi M'utto kalo cero - Who knows, little swallow From where you've flown Which seas you've crossed To arrive with the fair weather

Stagno - Subsonica

Lo stagno pronto a specchiarmi È un abisso per me Che ricambia lo sguardo Che mi parla di te - The pond ready to reflect me Is an abyss for me That returns my gaze That tells me about you

Corpo celeste - Subsonica

E sono qui a immaginare anche per noi Un tempo sospeso Un frammento di eternità Quanto di te Per sempre a caso viaggerà Le curvature del tempo Ci attendono - And I'm here to imagine even for us A suspended time A fragment of eternity How much of you Will always travel at random The curves of time Wait for us

Grading Curve - Coral Bones

Oh I think I told, know I told Your ear too much ... I'm human only by composition, got blood in veins You live in a kingdom of dust and haunted seas Away from the valleys Adventures have started to fill up my windowsill Like fish in a barrel

Lagune - Raffaello Simeoni

Tu sei ciò che ho già E non ho mai avuto Ti addensi come il sale Mi prendi all'improvvisu Come lu entu dal mare - You're what I have already And have never had You gather like salt You capture me suddenly Like wind from the sea

No Words - Clan of Xymox

I saw how you looked at me I saw how you danced with her I saw it before I saw it before Right now, I guess you move

I Come With Knives - IAMX

Kinder und Sterne küssen und verlieren sich Greifen leise meine Hand und führen mich Die Traumgötter brachten mich in eine Landschaft Schmetterlinge flatterten durch meine Seele - Children and stars kiss and lose themselves Gently take my hand and guide me The dream gods brought me to a landscape Butterflies fluttered through my soul

Silent Hedges - Bauhaus

Following the silent hedges Needing some other kind of madness Looking into purple eyes Sadness at the corners Works of art with a minimum of steel

Storm Comin' - The Wailin' Jennys

Will you listen to that thunder roar And let your spirits soar When that love calls Open up your door

Flood II - The Sisters of Mercy

She says no no no no harm will come your way She says bring it on down, bring on the wave She says: nobody done no harm Grace of God and raise your arms She says: face it and it's a place to stay

Shelter from the Storm - Bob Dylan

Now there's a wall between us Something there's been lost I took too much for granted I got my signals crossed Just to think that it all began On an uneventful morn "Come in," she said, "I'll give ya Shelter from the storm"

Die Csárdásfürstin: "Weißt du es noch" - Emmerich Kálmán

Weißt du es noch? Weißt du es noch? War auch nur flüchtig der Traum, Schön war er doch! - Do you still remember? Do you still remember? Was that dream only fleeting? Yet it was beautiful!

Last Exit for the Lost - Fields Of The Nephilim

Between the spaces, along the wall Appearing faces that disappear at dawn We're getting closer, I can see the door Closer and closer

The Same Deep Water as You - The Cure

The strangest twist upon your lips But I don't see, and I don't feel But tightly hold up silently My hands, before my fading eyes And in my eyes your smile The very last thing before I go

4 doppelchörige gesänge I. An die Sterne - Robert Schumann

Sterne in des Himmels Ferne, bis mein Geist den Fittich hebt und zu eurem Frieden schwebt, hang' an euch mein Sehnen hoffend, glaubevoll! O, ihr holden, schönen, könnt ihr täuschen wohl? - Stars in the distant heavens, until my spirit takes wing and flies to your peace, I pin my longings on you, hoping, trusting. O you lovely, beautiful ones, is it possible for you to deceive me?

[gibbearish]

oh boy its my favorite day where nonusamericans condescendingly explain to me that the election effects other countries too and therefore i need to be even more terrified than however terrified i already am