#before I get irrationally angry

[heyclickadee]

There’s one guy at work who’s absolutely in love with image generators. He thinks they’re more creative than people are. And they work faster. They give you instant results! You don’t have to go through all the trouble of iterating and sketching and planning! You tell it what to do and it does it! Why have people do art at all? he says.

He owns half the company and the rest of the managers don’t see the problem.

I’m not scared of losing my job. I am, however, furious at the prospect of losing the one thing I like about it.

[faerynova]

Judas Tree: unbelief, betrayal.

Purple Hyacinth: my regrets follow you to the grave.

Asphodel: i am sorry, please forgive me.

[sneakyboymerlin]

Sorry but if you write a magic reveal fic and

Arthur accepts Merlin’s magic with no fuss

Gwaine accepts Merlin’s magic with no fuss

Percival accepts Merlin’s magic with no fuss

Elyan is vilified because he hates magic so much and he’s just not good enough to overlook his bias, unlike Arthur and the other knights (most of whom explicitly hate magic)

Leon accepts Merlin’s magic with no fuss

Then you probably have a racism problem.

[whatthefuckisasweep]

cant sleep … plagued with thoughts.. overstimmed… also starving… time to scroll tumblr till i have to go to class :,((

[joltning]

there’s something evil brewing within me (trying to learn mmd model converting so I can make models for stupid background characters)

[the-stray-liger]

mourning Kentaro Miura today in my drunkenness. for funsies

[stellacadente]

my father's so scary when he's angry well at least it reminded me why i should absolutely most definitely be glad i moved out

[artificial-condition]

I genuinely cant tell if I’ve been feeling so so so sad and depressed because of school, going full time at work, or super early and bad seasonal depression

[blissfali]

Tell me why this kid always argues with me over whos turn it is in the comfy chair in my english class and then tried to gensrs gaslight me???

[honeybadger-hibachi]

🥀

[clingylilhoneybee]

Did not expect something so small to be my breaking point but holy fuck I need out of this job

[pagesofkenna]

In honor of the person who just replied to this saying clearly i never go outside if im not familiar with Stanley brand insulated mugs

THIS IS A CUP

THIS IS AN INSULATED WATER BOTTLE

THIS IS A STANLEY BRAND BOTTLE OR TUMBLER

THIS IS THE STANLEY CUP

you have no idea how confused ive been for the last however many months to hear people casually talking about stanley cups, like as a fad or something? and how people shouldn't have them or something? and this WHOLE time ive kept thinking 'isnt there just the one? dont you have to give it back to the hockey association next year??'

[remma-demma]

Might be a bit of a rude vent

I thought I was over my whole “no doubles” complex but I just saw a person with a wol named ren who has hair just like mine and is a catboy and had rainbow and faerie themes and I am like. Oh.

Truly if someone has like two or three things in common with me I’m like!! Cool!! A buddy!!! But when someone has like all of my features and is also better than me in some ways (the art was like. Stunning.) I’m like. Oh so I’m not good enough. So there are people out there being me better than I can be me. Okay.

I hate that this is my first instinct to a complete internet stranger just living their life.

I have absolutely zero ill will towards this person or their character I just hate it that I’m so insecure about my own identity,,,

[goranginumber7-a]

I would like to inform my small following that out of all the Creepshow episodes I've watched so far...the only episode that I don't like (even after repeated viewings) is Sibling Rivalry, which comes right after my favorite episode of the series The Right Snuff. Mainly because I thought the main character was fucking annoying, and halfway through I started sympathizing with Molly Ringwald's character because I also stopped caring about the MC's story midway through her telling it. I also found myself WANTING for her brother just to kill her already to get her off of my screen. Also, Sibling Rivalry has one of the worst endings of the series so far in terms of pay-off for all that buildup they did. They literally gave us an anti-climax and a shitty twist as an ending.

I fucking hate that Sibling Rivalry is the sister episode to The Right Snuff, because TRS was SO FUCKING GREAT. It had a great tense mood, an environment that cot downright claustrophobic at times, a deep and philosophical message that would fit right in with The Twilight Zone, the characters were all likeable for the most part (including the one that goes fucking insane), the writing was actually really good too despite leaving my brain with more questions than answers and some minor things that don't make sense within both a meta context and the story. The only "bad" thing about The Right Snuff was the fact that the Gorangi looked awful in terms of their design, along with those aforementioned minor writing hiccups I just mentioned.

Sibling Rivalry has almost no redeeming qualities whatsoever. The characters are one-note and annoying, I do not sympathize with the MC or her fears of her brother trying to kill her, the plot is so fucking boring and predictable once you realize what happened to the MC (which you DEFINITELY will before the episode just flat out tells you), the buildup to the "twist" ending that would make M. Night Shamalan fall asleep was not worth the payoff that was that anti-climactic ending. Not even their version of the episode's monster was fucking original, the main girl literally just looked like someone was told to combine the mouths of Pennywise and Jennifer Check together and add in Venom's tongue for good measure, along with the fact that she acts more like a damn zombie than she does the monster she's SUPPOSED TO BE. I hate that all the blood went into this segment, when Ted's head explosion could have easily gotten more of it, and DESERVED IT MORE! Plus, everything just felt both too rushed and too slow at the same damn time, the pacing in Sibling Rivalry is also fucking awful.

[earthtooz]

you're the only one that can tame diluc's anger. reader is called 'lady' but other than that no pronouns are mentioned, fluff, diluc being a softie in this, 1.2k wc.

your husband is notorious for being the stoic, level-headed character that he is. unperturbed by all things so long as mondstadt was safe and at peace, and when the city had someone as diligent as diluc protecting it, there was virtually nothing that ever made him falter. as much as you love and adore his rationality and straightforwardness, there was nothing that you hated more than his unwillingness to compromise in an argument.

his bullheadedness caused you to storm out of the manor, trek through the expansive fields of the winery in order to reach mondstadt. there, you calmed yourself down with a quick bite from good hunter before heading to the library because a quick rant to lisa would generally soothe the anger you felt. 

however, your original plans of returning to the winery changed when a book that was recently returned caught your eye. noticing your fleeting glance, the electro-user recommends it, detailing its popularity and captivating storyline.

when lisa feels so passionate about something, how could you not be curious? she rarely gets a sentence out without a yawn nowadays so to hear her speak animatedly about a book is bound to get your attention.

without a second thought, you postpone your plans of returning home and find a comfortable couch to sit on before reading.

you must have spent longer than planned, and a favonius soldier barging through the library doors indicates as such, whose expression so panicked you would have thought there was a hillichurl invasion. he takes a quick scan of the room and relief floods his posture when his eyes land on you.

“lady y/n, you must come with me this instant,” the soldier demands after a quick salute.

“what is the issue?” you ask, undeniably curious.

“master diluc is searching for you and i fear that he is very angry. not even barbara can calm him, some of flora’s flowers have been singed, and he might burn down monstadt next, please come with me before it’s too late!”

you know that the soldier is merely exaggerating because as long as you were in mondstadt, diluc would never dare harm the city. moreover, he would never dare lay a finger on the city he loves, but his anger is nothing to take lightly, and you understand the knight’s fear.

although, you really don’t want to meet your husband.

“fine, i suppose i can classify this matter as urgent,” you sigh. “lisa, could you please let me borrow this book? i’ll return it in two weeks.”

“not a problem dear. better run along now before your husband supposedly burns down the city,” the librarian waves her hand, beckoning you to go, so you do.

the knight leads you to the whereabouts of angel’s share and before you could even turn the corner, you hear a mix of kaeya and diluc’s voices.

“i don’t know where y/n is, which is why i have my knights running around to find-” exclaims the calvary captain, beginning to sound perplexed at his brother’s uncharacteristic display of irrationality and franticness. 

observing the scene, you see your husband right in kaeya’s face and suddenly you understand why the knight who brought you here was so frightened. the air had risen significantly in temperature and if you were a moment too late, he actually might have drawn out his claymore.

his red eyes glance behind the navy-haired to see you and in the blink of an eye, the red-haired pushes past the knights before storming down the street, right towards you. 

“where have you been?” diluc asks, stopping only two feet before you. the deep frown on his face is evident of his displeasure, but the concern swimming in his eyes tell you that you don’t need to be scared.

“i was reading in the library,” you gesture to the book you were holding. “enjoying a peaceful afternoon until i got word that you were creating a ruckus.”

the winery owner visibly relaxes, tension flooding from his shoulders whilst a gloved hand runs through his hair, causing his bangs to fall messily in front of his eyes. “let’s talk about this at home,” he states, tone returning to normal as he takes your book from your hand, his vacant hand finding yours. diluc’s grip is tight and unrelenting, leaving no room for you to slip away as he turns to apologise to the knights of favonius.

then, the two of you leave through the main gates. 

“are you still upset?” your husband asks and you squeeze his hand.

“a little,” you murmur before a small laugh escapes your lips, “but i wish you would have seen how terrified that knight was when he found me. it entertained me quite a bit, guess a thank you is in order for that.”

diluc doesn’t say anything but the guilt dripping from him is practically tangible, pooling around your feet and reminding you of the unpleasant argument you had earlier. as the sun begins to dip below the horizon and the sky turns a calming shade of orange, you realise just how long you spent away from him. no wonder why he was so frantic about finding you. 

“the next time you storm out of the winery, can you at least let me know where you are going?”

you laugh at his proposition, unsure of how to respond but he stops. you’re forced to stop too when his unwavering grip makes you turn and look in the ruby eyes that set ablaze in the gold of the setting sun. diluc’s beauty is truly undeniable, and it’s moment like these that make you feel a little jealous that he was graced with such a gift. 

“i’m serious, y/n, you worried me to end when you didn’t return after three hours. i thought something might have happened to you.” his gaze falls downward with his soft confession. “your safety is the most important thing to me, even when things between us are rocky, because- well, you know…”

your heart tightens and the step you take closer to him is instinctual, letting go of his hand to hold his face instead. “i’m sorry, i didn’t mean to worry you.”

“no, you have nothing to apologise for, it was my fault for being so unbearable in the first place,” the red-haired shakes his head, his hands finding a home on your waist. “i’m sorry too.”

“i forgive you,” you hover a kiss over his nose, causing it to scrunch at the sensation. when you lean back, the softness in his eyes and smile is unmatched and you’re grateful that you’re the only one with the luxury of seeing him as such. the only person he’s let into his kingdom of concrete walls is you, gifting you a more vulnerable side of him that the rest of the world has not seen in years. 

“i love you,” you murmur and diluc hums, tapping your waist three times in response. “oh but diluc, you must tell me how worried you were over me, i think i deserve to know.” 

the red-haired rolls his eyes before dragging you down the hilly path back home. you are perhaps the only one in mondstadt who could perplex him to no end, but that is just another testament of the love he holds for you. 

© EARTHTOOZ 2023, do not steal, translate, repost my fics and do not recommend my fics onto any other site.

[freckles-but-only-ginger-ish]

wow. jays want to be the yanks so hard.