#attraction to blankets

[objectum-conceptum]

can you make a flag for attraction to blankets ?

yes I can

Attraction to blankets :3

[fairsweetlonging]

new idea: shen yuan transmigrates into a pidw version with abo dynamics, but he doesn't know about it.

he knows what abo is, but it's so far removed from his expectations that it simply doesn't cross his mind at all. with that, cang qiong is a respectable, upstanding sect, so there is no growling, claiming, scent pushing or primal instinct stuff going on. people also don't mention it, as it's simply not relevant most of the time, and is considered rude to discuss unprompted.

shen qingqiu, of course, is an omega (the characters who make the best omegas are the ones who would hate it the most), but he has suppressed it with his qi for most of his life because he doesn't want to be seen as weak. the other peak lords assume he's a beta.

now, i'm not a traditional abo dynamic fan, but, there is something very appealing to me about the nesting and scenting aspect of it.

it starts out slow and painfully oblivious, with shen yuan assuming cultivators must have a really good sense of smell, and it's simply book logic that every character seems to have a signature scent. all those romance novels always mention characters smelling of pine and flowers and scotch and leather, so this isn't a foreign concept. liu qingge, for instance, is the bai zhan war god, girls fall for him left and right, it's only natural he smells of musk and deep woodsy notes, like the earth after it rains. right?

besides that, shen yuan has always been a homebody who loves his creature comforts, so him getting extra blankets and pillows and soft fabrics for his bed to curl up in isn't odd at all. or him collecting soft pretty things. shen qingqiu already has fans and night pearls and hair ribbons and silky clothes, so nothing changes.

then without-a-cure hits.

the poison breaks down the suppressors that the original shen qingqiu put in place, and his body starts restoring the balance. this worsens the cravings, and sets off his omega instincts.

he gathers more blankets, but it doesn't fill the need, like there's something missing. then liu qingge forgets his outer robe in his house after a meridian cleansing to deal with an emergency, and that robe ends up in his bed. he tries to reason it's a comfort thing—he wore his dad's sweater when he was young and had nightmares, and liu qingge does smell very nice, so is it really that strange that he holds it at night and presses his face against the collar where the scent is the strongest to soothe himself?

his own scent starts to develop as well, much stronger than the mild, watery green tea flavor from before, and people notice.

thing is, though, that there are many formalities and rules of conduct around omegas, one of which is not to bring up their status in any improper or unbidden way. so even though the alpha lords now notice a very distinct omega scent coming off their shixiong, they can't mention it out of societal pressure. so, they don't.

shen yuan still doesn't notice a thing.

the first time liu qingge smells it is during their bi-weekly cleansing session, when shen qingqiu leans in and liu qingge gets a mouthful of green tea, bamboo and honeyed jasmine, soft and sweet and pleased and so very content it sets off his alpha brain and he has to rein himself in before he starts releasing his own pheromones like some inexperienced teenager—

he's only just grown used to their amity and their habit of sharing tea and cakes after the cleansing, but now shen qingqiu is sitting there smiling at him and smelling like—like liu qingge is spoiling him and, making him feel safe...

he doesn't bring it up, downs his tea, and leaves.

meanwhile shen qingqiu keeps happily nesting away, filling his bed with all kinds of soft fabrics, some clothes of other people that he's trying really hard not to think about. everything is going well, binghe just turned sixteen and the girls are calling him an 'alpha', so his little bun is growing well into his protagonist charms! yue qingyuan comes by more often, acting a little strange but shen qingqiu is used to that by now. he looks very bashful offering him a ribbon of his, a pretty silver one that smells of incense and ozone, and shen qingqiu happily accepts it.

one time binghe comes back bruised and scuffed from a fight with bai zhan disciples, and shen qingqiu tsks at the strange smells on him, do those brutes ever bathe?? he rubs his hands over binghe's sleeves to try and get some of it off, and his poor bun must still be in shock because he stares wide-eyed at his shizun. he must also be getting forgetful because shen qingqiu finds that same robe still unwashed a week later in binghe's bedroom.

he also loves it when people brush or play with his hair, it's his favorite part of the evening when binghe helps him take down his hair for the night. the combs feel so nice on his scalp, if he could purr he would! (binghe's heart sobs quietly behind him, in complete disbelief his master is purring at him).

his icy, lofty demeanor has all but shattered, because now every time he tries to act aloof, like when yue qingyuan gives him a present or liu qingge shows up on his doorstep, his sweet, pleased scent betrays him.

the opposite is true, as well, when without-a-cure flares up and he's in pain and his scent goes sour and distressed, even when he's waving everyone off saying he's fine. the entire house smells of burnt tea leaves and ash after a nightmare, and shen qingqiu is very confused when liu qingge comes to pick him up for a meeting but then refuses to leave.

anyway he doesn't find out until after the conference when airplane tells him to keep his acrid scent under control, his house is starting to stink.

[kings-highway]

as much as I love Ushiten as like... "Ushijima doesnt process/is unphased by Tendou's weirdness" i think its MUCH BETTER to consider that Tendou is just Ushijima's type. Like its not a "i dont see why people would call you freaky" situation but rather a "FINALLY someone freaky and fucked up time to make him my husband."

[babybells123]

I’m obsessed with them already

[euphoriajeon]

Self-concept Affirmations:

⇉ Its all about me , I am the main character.

⇉ Being hot is a mentality.

⇉ I am my own competition.

⇉ Everything is possible for me.

⇉ I believe in myself.

⇉ I am limitless. My thoughts are limitless.

⇉ I am the master manifestor.

⇉ Manifesting is literally the easiest thing for me.

⇉ I am the god. I decide what happens in my life. I create every second of my life.

⇉ I don't know what negative thoughts are, my mind is filled with positive thoughts.

⇉ Everything I desire , i get it instantly.

⇉ Everything always works in my favor.

⇉ Everything I want and need , finds me.

⇉ If I want it , its already mine.

⇉ I always win.

⇉ I am abundantly successful at everything I do.

⇉ I AM a powerfull manifesting goddess.

⇉ Everything I want, also wants me.

⇉ I truly believe in manifesting and everything always happens when I want it.

⇉ I am the creator of my reality.

⇉ I am divinely guided and I am divinely protected.

⇉ I am protected from everything that tries to harm me.

⇉ I have the perfect self-concept.

- Euphoria 🦋

[fatuismooches]

I’ll give you a funny brainrot idea I had of mine.

wholesome omegaverse stuff(nothing nsfw, just casual), so hear me out okay.

Imagine Fragile!Reader being an alpha and Dottore an omega. And due to that, Fragile!Reader just sometimes argues and fights even though their body can’t handle it with their nature of being an alpha going against their illness and Dottore just grabbing and dragging them away for snuggles to calm their little sickly alpha down.. I’m confident it’s the last thing everyone expects, and Dottore either way is still the aggressive man he is. Except he actually acts like an omega with all the snuggles he does with Fragile!Reader.. It’s sort of a balance, and Fragile!Reader acts docile like an omega because of their illness on bad days.. imagine the segments getting involved, like some big snuggle pile HAHA—

Also another note: Dottore and [Name] doing a blanket burrito together. Bam.

Your thoughts on this??

AWW 😭😭 (I honestly don't know much about the omegaverse but this? I approve of IT'S SUPER CUTE!!) It's very funny to think of both roles... fragile reader naturally trying to be dominant but your illness (sometimes) stops you from doing so, Dottore being cocky and aggressive as usual but he can't help but fall into his submissive ways when you're around!! For all of his confidence at the end of the day, you're an Alpha, he's your Omega. Ahh you two are definitely an unusual pair, fulfilling where the other lacks depending on the situation!!

Perhaps some people don't even know he's an Omega due to his personality, he only shows that side of himself when he's around you. You're the only one who knows because he's on his knees for you in private and begging for attention (having to act differently in public is very annoying sometimes.) He still very much enjoys it when you're docile to him because, despite being an Omega it does wonders for his and the segments' ego. The snuggle pile 100% happens, you don't even need to order them, they'll cuddle you before you can even ask. Submissively burying their face into the soft parts of your body, begging for your attention and gentle strokes. :3 (please forgive me for any wrong info, I'm not very knowledgeable 💔)

AND THE BLANKET BURRITO!! RAHHH!! I imagine you definitely used to trap Dottore in them in the Akademiya... :) Because he would wake up at ungodly hours to continue working. Like no my love, you're going to stay here cuddling even if force has to be used. Zandik struggles in the beginning... but you and the blanket are too strong and warm... fine, he'll stay here for just a bit longer, he grumbles about how his whole day's schedule is put off now (but he can't deny how nice it feels to snuggle with you like this) (he still reprimands you but you keep doing it anyway and it gets him every time)

And doing a blanket burrito with the segments too!! One on each side of you holding you... ahh it'd be so warm and fuzzy!! :( You would literally sleep so soundly. Explosion in the lab? Nah you're sleeping peacefully in your blanket burrito with your bfs :3

[softquietsteadylove]

I have an idea for the family law au, what if Thena has a medical emergency (up to you what kind) and Gil comforts and helps to take care of her?

"Gil!"

"Oh, uh," he looked away from the nurse going through her charts, "that's her, actually."

"You know we can't let just anyone in here, sir."

But Sersi trotted over to them, swinging her arms tightly beside her. She turned her big, sad eyes on the nurse, "I called him. Please, we need help."

The woman sighed and rolled her eyes, but it was three in the morning and she waved them along.

"Thank you," Gil murmured, joining Sersi in her trip back down the hall. "Hey, are you okay?"

She nodded, continuing her anxious little tip-toeing that made it seem like she was looking for the washroom. "Thena isn't happy that we called you. But we didn't know what else to do. Just be warned."

He didn't have any trouble imagining the Thena he knew - the Ice Queen of the office - being too proud to call for help in a situation like this. "Sprite kind of told me what happened over the phone but I don't know if I have all the details."

Sersi sighed, coming to a halt and her shoulders sagging (deeply). She toyed with the ends of her oversized green flannel. "It's our fault."

"Hey," Gil corrected immediately and without hesitation, "that's not true."

"It is," she squeaked, sniffling through the tears she was trying to keep at bay. "We were too scared. We heard a noise and asked her to look downstairs."

"And she slipped?" he guessed, which made Sersi squeeze around herself tighter again. He gave her shoulder a squeeze, leaning down slightly. "Sersi, it's an accident. It's no one's fault, okay?"

She hiccuped quietly.

"I'm gonna say the same thing to Sprite too," he continued as he moved closer to the room again. Sersi positioned herself at the door.

"Thena?" Sersi knocked gently and cracked the door just slightly at first. "Gil's here."

"Come in, Sersi." The words weren't harsh, but the tone certainly was that of the Ice Queen of the office.

Gil didn't envy the girls as he closed the door behind him. Thena was obviously having a terrible time, propped up in her hospital bed, a large, uneven bow at the neck of her hospital gown, Sprite miserably leaning against the railing of the bed like a wounded puppy.

She looked up at him, pale and with a little purple at the corners of her eyes. "I'm sorry, Gil."

"Don't be," he excused just as easily as he had with Sersi. He seated himself next to the bed, while Sersi moved to the opposite side to join her other sister. "How're you feeling?"

"Like I broke my arm."

The girls winced, and he watched Thena physically reel in her sharp tone and cutting words. She visibly softened herself, looking at her younger sisters on her other side (her injured side).

"It's okay, the doctor said it's a minor fracture at worst, I'll be fine in a month."

Gil was willing to bet they had been told six weeks, if not longer, and she was doing her best to sugar coat things for the tearful girls. He leaned forward, making an effort to catch Sprite's eye. "You did the right thing, calling me, kid. It was the right call."

Sprite manged to lift her head enough to look at him. Despite the bluer colour than Thena's, they certainly had similar eyes. "Thanks, Gil."

Thena looked back at him, able to do little more than swivel her head and leave her arm cushioned in the temporary sling they had offered. "I'm sorry to bother you, I know it's an unholy time of night."

"Oh, that's okay," he shook his head, "I was up anyway."

"You were-" Thena shook her head faintly. "Why would-!"

Gil blinked, watching as Thena's face shifted through a couple different emotions. Usually he had to try pretty hard to read what she was thinking. But he watched as she outwardly went from confused, to horrified, to maybe even embarrassed. Without any makeup, he could see how pale she really was, and the natural blush in her cheeks.

"I-I'm sorry, we shouldn't have--I'll apologise to, uhm, whomever..." Thena trailed off, shifting herself in the bed needlessly, even risking moving her arm to do it.

Sprite and Sersi adjusted her pillows for her, trying to keep her from the need to move at all.

"You don't have to apologise," Gil frowned, just as confused. "Really, I don't mind. I mean, even if I was asleep, I would have come in a heartbeat."

Thena seemed to know even less how to respond to that. And the kids were just as confused about all of it. She cleared her throat, tilting her head in such a way that seemed like maybe she was just stretching her neck. He leaned closer so she could whisper, "I meant if I should apologise to your...date--I-I will."

"Oh!" Gil squawked, and way too loudly for a hospital at night. He shot back into his chair, ducking his head down as if someone would come into the room and shush him. "N-No, no, really, it's nothing like that!"

"Like what?" Sprite voiced first, although by now Sersi had caught on to at least something along the lines of it.

"Uh," Gil searched for the words, trying not to seem so embarrassed over what was, in actuality, nothing. He cleared his throat, "I-I just mean, you didn't wake me up. I've been working on this special recipe I've been wanting to try. It needs to be basted every three hours for a whole day, and I can't do it while I'm at work, so I try stuff like this overnight and set an alarm for myself."

"Dude, that's psycho," Sprite informed him, and was able to escape the consequences because her oldest sister couldn't reach her to pinch her arm. She corrected her statement, "I mean, uh, cool."

"How often do you cook through the night?" Thena frowned at him.

"Well, not often, and usually I would try it on the weekend, but it was on sale, and I wanted to get it at its freshest , so," he shrugged. Despite the nature of the misunderstanding, he had to chuckle a little. "I'll bring some over for you to try."

"Gil, you really don't-" Thena was in the middle of shaking her head to tell him he didn't have to do anything else.

But he did; he grinned. "I do, though. I mean, you at least need a ride home. That's why I was called, I believe."

Thena practically growled at being reminded of why they were all here together at such a terrible hour in the first place.

"And there's no way you can cook with one arm," he continued, gesturing as he did. "Even if you can type with your non-dominant hand, I wouldn't recommend trying to get in to work while it's still too fresh."

Thena huffed, throwing her head back against her pillow. "Fine, fine, yes, knight in shining armour, do assist us helpless maidens."

The girls snickered at their sister's attitude. But Gil stood and leaned into Thena's upward point of view. "Thena, I know you're more than capable. But maybe, if there's any time for me to help, it would be now?"

Maybe it was the exhaustion, or maybe it was the weird hospital lights, but he could swear her eyes looked a little glassy. "You've done more than enough already."

He did not agree. But he kept that to himself, resisting the urge to sort out her mussed locks of blonde for her. "I don't think of it as enough, or less than or more than. There's just what you can do, y'know? And I can, so I want to."

Maybe that was too reductive. Sprite didn't even look like she had followed what he had said. But Sersi seemed to, and had that excited look on her face as she was gazing at Thena, awaiting her response.

Thena furrowed her brows at him, creating that little knot between her eyebrows he thought was kind of cute. "Okay, counsellor, stop grandstanding."

He chuckled. She thought he made such corny jokes, but she was the one who told lawyer jokes like an old dad at a barbecue. "The defense rests?"

She didn't really laugh, but she kind of puffed out of her nose in a way that seemed amused. And she was smiling. "Fine, but at least sleep a little before you tell the office that they'll be free of me for at least two weeks."

Two weeks off for a six week injury--some would think it unreasonable, but only Thena would look at that ratio and think it was being indulgent.

"Uh, you mean I'll get us some coffee while you're waiting for that cast. Then I'll take us all home and get started on some food for you to keep microwave ready."

"Gil," she scolded him.

"That sound good, girls?" he prompted his two best allies in this argument. He could feel Thena glaring at him extra coldly.

"Yeah Thena, let Gil help," Sprite pleaded first, pinching the blanket thrown over her legs. "He has to drive us home anyway. And you're always telling us delivery fees are too expensive."

"They are," she managed to growl out even amidst her personal conflict. "Fine, but you two are going right to bed when we get home, because tomorrow is school again."

"Bro!" Sprite voiced (loudly).

"Shush," Thena silenced her with one pointed finger. "You're not the one with the broken arm, you don't need any more missed days this semester."

"Why do you get two weeks off?" Sprite grumbled lastly before slumping against the bed railing again. Although, Gil observed, she was still holding onto the blanket as a gesture of comfort. Sprite's huffing and puffing was, in its own funny way, her attempt to seem unfazed by all this.

"Because I can work from home," Thena proclaimed whether that was entirely true or not. "You can't. School tomorrow."

"But," Sersi broached as the true mediator of the three. She leaned on Sprite's shoulders, batting her eyelashes at Thena. "Breakfast sandwiches? Gil can drive us."

Thena gave Sersi a much dryer look. "Don't volunteer people to do things for you, Sersi."

"I don't know what's open right now, but maybe by the time we get all signed out," he offered, glancing at his watch. "But hey, if you guys wanna see what's in the vending machine, I won't stop you."

Thena sighed as the girls accepted his kind cash offering, waving at her on their way in promise to bring her something. She tilted her head on the pillow at him again, "what have you done?"

He leaned closer again, "I sent them away so you can tell me how you're really doing."

"My arm fucking hurts."

He chuckled again, although this time he did pull her blanket up again and at least get some hair out of his way of seeing her properly. "Did they give you enough meds?"

She made a face, and he recognised some true discomfort there. "I didn't want to ask for more while the girls were here."

"Well, that's why I'm here, isn't it?" he smiled, pressing the handy little button hanging right there for a nurse's assistance. "Don't worry about them, Thena. I'll take care of them and I'll get you all home, okay?"

She sighed, really closing her eyes since his arrival, despite her own exhaustion. "I still wish they hadn't have called you like this. But...thank you, Gil."

He would carry her if he really had to. But instead he said, "any time."

"If they get a bunch of sugar from the vending machine, don't tell me I didn't warn you," she mumbled.

"I'll take responsibility for it," he promised as he pulled his jacket off, settling in to be with them until release. "Do you want another blanket or anything too?"

"Ask if the girls can have some? We ran out of the house with whatever we could throw on in a few seconds."

"I will," he promised her, slipping her hand under the blanket and patting her arm.

[justablah56]

Ik i yap about house md in the discord a lot. But i need you to understand that Dr James Wilson has

1. been divorced 3 times

2. lived in his dead girlfriends apartment for a over a year after she died

3. his gf and house had to make a custody agreement about who gets to keep him on what days

4. Has had multiple strangers think hes gay because of hes weird relationship with house (house plays along and acts gayer because wilson hates it)

And last but not least

5. Has canonically been in a fairy themed porno that everyone in the hospital knows about and has seen, who will quote it to him.

And he is considered one of the most normal people in the show.

that's crazy , no wonder he's your little meow meow . also no wonder you are brainrotting about this show cbsnnxnx I think you've mentioned 1, 3, and 4 in the discord but the fact that he was in a fairy themed porno that all his coworkers know about and quote to him is fucking insane what

[thedreadvampy]

Having this weird realisation that I've spent my whole life beating myself up for not having a body type I don't even find appealing????

Like this isn't to say I don't find some thin or skinny bodies attractive, but the extreme waifish-but-feminine body type that celebrities are pushed into - flat stomach thin waist bony face smooth hips - just hits my brain wrong. It reads as unnatural on an adult woman - it's the shape of a (certain type of) teenage girl. Like I look at Lady Gaga or Scarlet Johansson at this point and I don't think 'wow beautiful' I think 'jeez what's going on there?' Especially in the face and waist - idk to what degree it's things like Ozempic and buccal fat removal and to what degree it's just the body types we uphold but everything in my brain is shouting THAT DOESN'T SEEM RIGHT FOR YOUR BONE STRUCTURE.

and like this isn't a political or moral statement, attraction is a terrible metric for Moral Goodness. but it's still maddening to realise that I'm constantly comparing myself to a way of looking that I honestly find offputting. like no I don't want to look like 2024 Ariana Grande, she looks Unwell. I don't actually want my face to be as bony and drawn as half the celebrities denying their use of weight loss drugs and facial surgery.

This isn't a moral stance but at risk of body shaming I just think that super skinny Looks Bad to me unless your body is built for it. And I don't want to look that way. But also I'm a woman living in the world so of course I also do and I look at my waist and go 'god when I was 17 I had such an hourglass figure' but a) when I was 17 with a UK size 6 waist I also thought I was fat (didn't do anything about it because I had other fish to fry and also I love food, but I did beat myself up about it) and b) honestly in that case even though it was my natural figure at the time I still look pretty drawn and uncomfortably thin in some photos from them, and c) if I met someone whose body looked like mine did then I would immediately clock them as a teenager, and I don't find that attractive in a 31 year old.

End of the day I kind of think that the obsession with a specific type of thinness - again, the flat stomach, nipped waist, smooth unlumpy hips, high breasts, narrow shoulders - is about fetishizing adolescence. Cause a lot of girls under 20 look like that - not most by any means, but it's not an unusual body type - but for most women (not all), adulthood means developing more muscle, a thicker waist and broader shoulders and hips, more definition in the hips, a bit more soft tissue over the uterus, etc. And trying to turn back the clock on that by force involves working against what your body is trying to be, which to me (personal aesthetic taste) often ends up looking odd and disjointed, like you have soft features but no fat in your face, or all the protective layers over muscle are stripped off so you're weirdly wiry.

I think what I'm drawn to aesthetically in the human body is the infinite different ways that people have a coherence between their different features, and their bodies come together as a unit, and I think it's possible to maintain that through surgical intervention and major body changes but I think the body types that are almost mandatory for women in the public eye rarely have that coherence, because they're not concerned with what looks best on a singular body but with checking boxes. and so it jangles my brain I don't like it.

[wazzappp]

Apologizing for trying to rip someone to shreds by letting them examine aforementioned shred-rippers is pretty standard.

Seeing people you’ve lost in in the person you are apologizing to is not…

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

for some reason im really feeling the Queer Euphoria in this chilis tonight, specifically: being so ambiguous its hilarious. there is No label to describe my orientation/gender. like yeah i use nonbinary bc technically it fits but also bc the flag Fucks. if asked, my only correct answer would be "Wildcard, Motherfucker!"

[nametakensff]

I saw one tiktok yesterday of a woman having her huge, muscular 6-foot-something boyfriend lie on top of her then had an amazing dream about a great big hairy muscular man doing the same amongst various other things to me and it was so very close to being a sex dream but then my alarm went off because life is pain

It was so vivid my hands still have like muscle memory of gripping his ass and squeezing his hairy pecs and I can still feel his beard on my cheek ughhhh

[hypnoticpo1s0n]

Hi devi I know your not just a void blogger but I decided to ask to you because your not snobbish unlike others, im just trying to get in the void state earlier i had this perfect method for me but it's a sad Reality I don't have a own bedroom even tho a permanent home, I'm just used to sleep in my peers house I keep trying to do some methods but when they got home they just slammed the door loudly, and playing some loud videos in their phone I'm so disturbed they're just so abusive when it comes to my privacy and peace and I can't even concentrate i got adhd so I thinks it's also even harder for me to move in i just want to do some things thats important to me i need some advice rn 😭😭

Hi, omg. I'm happy that you found a perfect method that works for you. The void state is you detaching from all the realities. What the noise will do is pull you back to this reality. Try to do the method at night or when everyone's asleep. The only other option that you would have is to only focus on the void but with adhd it'll be really hard to when there's noise outside. You could also try putting headphones in to blur out the noise.

Well, best of luck. I hope you get into the void. Who am I kidding, you will

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[sassmill]

Sometimes I think about Indigo Girls lyrics and have to just weep for a minute