#but I’m thinkin’ about it again~

[l3viat8an]

There's something about the way Levi always calls MC an angel that really gets to me yk?

He's a demon in hell (not to mention former angel himself-) but he uses the word as a compliment!!

Probably one of the highest ones he can think of! That's how much you mean to him!

To him you really are an angel! Someone, lovely, kind, that brightens up the room just by being there!

[lylahammar]

Weight loss is a completely morally neutral personal choice that anyone can make for any reason, but if you choose to lose weight because you hate your fat body, please do the internal work to get over that internalized fatphobia before or during your weight loss efforts. I’ve seen far too many fat people become skinny and immediately turn their internalized fatphobia outwards, and it’s a bad time for everyone. If you have to keep the weight off through a strictly maintained diet and exercise, it’s pretty much inevitable that you will gain some weight back at some point in your life (likely more than you had in the first place if yo-yo dieting is in play), and you will find that all the hatred you projected at the fat community will come back to bite you in the ass with twice the power. Work on loving your fat self while you’re there, and if you choose to lose weight then work on continuing to love your old fat self. Life will feel much better for yourself and the fat people around you that way.

[ghost-proofbaby]

thinking about getting hot chocolate and going to look at christmas lights with eddie.

it all would definitely start because you guys have run out of the hot cocoa supplies at home, and eddie will find any excuse to go and get some from your favorite local coffee shop. it just tastes better from there, he always claims (and he says the same thing about you making it for him at home). thinking about the way you both end up with whipped cream mustaches, sweetened upper lips with tongues covered in chocolate as you get back in his van, all bundled up and clinging to your warm cups for a sliver of reprieve from the cold december outside. you’d assume you’re just going to return home, until eddie starts to take a detour in the drive and oh no how did we end up in this fancy neighborhood where everyone has extravagant decorations? oh well!

he knew exactly what he was doing, though. he just wanted to watch you watch the lights. the way your eyes get all wild, the way your grin is so youthful and just brimming with whimsical excitement. the way you get so extraordinarily excited over something that should be mundane after living through 20+ christmases. all these houses do this every year — the two of you make the same detour every single year. it shouldn’t all be so new to you; and yet you always react like it is, drinking it in like it’s the first time you’ve tasted milk chocolate frothing with melted whipped cream and it’s the first time you’ve ever seen shining lights that resemble icicles dripping from rooftops. and the entire time, he’s looking at you like it’s the first time. the first time he’s laid eyes on you, the first time he’s wanted to kiss your lips so badly his own start to ache, the first time he’s ever seen the color green reflected in someone’s iris just right.

every time he takes you, it’s like he’s getting to fall in love with you all over again. he loves it — he loves you.

the only difference as the years go by is the way you look at him, each year with more fondness he didn’t think was possible. for every excited gasp you let out at reindeers made of crystal lights and blow up santas swaying in the unforgiving wind, you’re looking at him with double the warmth, double the love, double the awe.

he hits nearly every mailbox. several cars are nearly victim to a terrible scraping from his van. he swerves all over neighborhood roads just to keep his eyes on you.

“why are you looking at me like that, munson?”

it feels like the first time you’ve ever said his name, too.

“just enjoying the sights,” he’d whisper, smiling so gently and subtly, taking his foot off the gas and letting the van crawl a lil bit slower so you can gaze at the next house a lil longer.

and when you twist up your face, his heart clenches in time with the twitch of your nose.

“the sights? you’re not even looking out your window at the lights-“

and unlike the first time he took you around to see the lights, to begin this new sacred tradition, he kisses you. leans right over his center console, takes your face in his heated palms, and presses his lips to yours till he can’t tell if the caramel drizzle he’s tasting is from your hot cocoa or his. let’s the icy tip of your nose smash against his. let’s your scarf unravel from around your neck as he brings you in closer.

you might always love the christmas likes like they’re something brand new, a sight to behold, a magic to be held, but he’ll always love you like that. and then some.

[honkshoo-zzz]

i fear the voices have returned…….. so have some sketches as i silently flip the fuck out <3

[transmoriarty]

sherlock posting in 2024 but thinkin abt how diabolical it is w jim saying “u can have me arrested. u can torture me. u can do anything u like to me. but nothing’s going to prevent them from pulling the trigger” literally to the brother of the Government Agent who just recently tortured him for weeks

[candycryptids]

Fucked up you can just be accosted by pain that keeps you awake when we all know sleep is when you do the most serious healing hence maybe if these fuckass joints would let me be SLEEPY TIMES things could improve but nnnyyyyoooooooooo. Fuckin. Dumb.

[goldensunset]

can’t wait for khml to introduce a new adorable blorbo whom we all fall in love with instantly (they die in the very next update a week later)

[versasfanficwastedump]

listening to outlaw country and plotting the cowboy Batfam au that i will one day write

[m1d-45]

-Pari Anon

Okay, but, Pari!Creator being afraid of literally everyone but Xiao.

Zhongli once visited Xiao and Pari!Creator hid from both of them, worrying poor Xiao. He only finds them after Zhongli leaves.

Verr and Yanxiao only win the Pari!Creator over with good and patience, so they are the only ones that can vouch for Xiao when Zhongli looks confused.

Ganyu, as soft-spoken as she is, is still intimidating to Pari!Creator.

Venti would scare the poor thing away, scaring Xiao because he can’t find his little friend.

god that’s so…. waug

i’m just gonna swing for a moment that this is creator!pari!reader—if you specified in the past i forgot sorry—because i have this idea:

you being afraid of others (specifically of vision wielders, but people in general are strange) because you don’t want them to find out you’re an outlander or bring you to the one on the throne. in sumeru, candace had temporarily harbored you, but after mention of a bringing you to a god that you didn’t remember, you left east, for more familiar lands. the aranara also mentioned bringing you to irmunsul and collei wanted to take you to tighnari, so you flew your way over to liyue and decided to stay alone until you figured out why exactly you: 1) showed up to teyvat 2) did so in a form you didn’t even recognize??

xiao feels a strange pull and assumes it’s a monster, teleporting to where you are, but as you squeak and flap to hide behind a tree.. you’re not an enemy, are you?

he manages to coax you out, the both of you just kinda assessing each other. well, he’s looking over you, you’re trying to figure out how fast you can fly.

“you’re supposed to be in sumeru,” he decides, and you flap back because no the fungi are scary and the trees are so big and the desert’s hot and you don’t know this ‘divine one’ people keep talking about but you swear if it’s the red king—

xiao panics, unsure why he feels so bad at making you afraid. “y-you don’t have to go! if you don’t want to. i.. can find you somewhere to stay.”

ever since, most everyone you’ve run into has mentioned either this ‘divine creator’ or has thought you’re a threat (since things radiating ‘im not dangerous!’ auras are usually dangerous-), so you make the executive choice to stick by xiao and stay far, far away from everybody else.

you’re not sure why he doesn’t feel the same aura the others gawk about—to him it just registers as familiarity, because that’s what safety is to him—but he’s safe, you can trust him, and you’re not going to be stolen or grabbed or hurt if you just stick with him.

…but at night, when you wake up—evidently your new form needs less sleep—and wander onto the balcony to look at the stars, you hear verr talking to someone.

“-yaksha’s?”

“no, he doesn’t seem the type…”

xiao? why are they talking about him?

you look down, only to find them looking up at you. with a startled chirp, you fall backward off the railing, catching yourself mid-air to hide behind a potted plant.

the next day, she calls xiao about it before the two of you leave, gesturing to the balcony above where you’re waiting for him.

“do you have a bird?”

he looks up. “…no. i don’t keep pets.”

“oh… then.. why is it..?”

he shrugs. she drops it, but leaves you a small bowl of berries when she tidies up the upper balcony, politely pretending not to see you hiding behind the pot again.

yanxiao is a similar story, except when he goes to deliver xiao his tofu, you’re able to be seen just over his shoulder, batting at a small stone on his desk.

xiao takes the plate with a short “thanks” and closes the door before he can ask.

the both of them take forever to actually see you up close, only ever interacting with xiao as a proxy. it’s slow, with you always making sure they’re not planning on taking you anywhere and xiao picking up on the fact you don’t like people, and it takes a couple of months for verr to be able to carefully hold out her hand and pet over your wing.

but they don’t have visions, nor combat experience, nor do they seem to register the “aura” either (it’s because you approach slow, and they assume its either care or curiosity), and you know from lore that they’re good people.

anybody else? not a chance.

you’re in xiao’s room when there’s a knock on the door. the second xiao answers and you hear that it’s zhongli at the door, you dive under his bed, hiding against the wall.

“ganyu’s been telling me you’ve been keeping a.. pet?”

“not really, but they’re—“ xiao turns to where you just were, to the small stone you’d been hitting back in forth, now on the desk abandoned. he tries not to panic, he does, he knows you’re just shy, but he wraps up whatever zhongli wants to talk about quickly, all but slamming the door.

“friend?” he calls, moving around his room and checking wherever he can think. “he’s gone, please… please come back.”

you wriggle out from under the bed with a squeak and he picks you up quickly, relieved. he doesn’t like when you vanish like that, even if it’s temporary.

[skyward-floored]

Hmmm thinking about what if the only reason Link woke up in botw was due to Zelda and if she hadn’t called to him he’d just... still be there. Stuck in endless sleep.

[winged-wolf-s-collection-of-arts]

thinking more thoughts!!

Kiley time-

I uh- kind of poured all my chaotic energy into her, and separated her from the rest of the npc cast? Otherwise the dialogue would get totally fucked, and my ‘I need to hit this story with a drama nuke’ desire would cause trouble.

So she’s uhhh off on her adventure of a different genre. (But stuff she does Will affect things... dun dun dunnnn) but dude Wow she would be so irritated by Jun. Good thing we’re going to Sanctuary to leave them and take Preston.... OR THAT IS WHAT I WOULD SAY if she didn’t want to be anywhere near the vault!! We’re going somewhere else, babeyyyyy! Maybe talking with him and Murphy would bring some understanding (is what I would say if I were doing big character development in the beginning but we’re not!!) Shoving my desire for conflict into this.

[drleggman]

I love you big noses in animated shows

[lumiereandcogsworth]

anyway i’m thinkin about that old man again (maurice) so if anyone wants to send any questions about him & his wife or him raising belle or quite literally anything in pre-canon land that would be so very fun and cool

[livvyofthelake]

could you imagine being named lance and your best friend’s name is kay and then this kid comes up to you and tells you he pulled excalibur out of a rock at a construction site and he starts saying you and your friend were destined to be knights and you’re like ok that sounds like bullshit and then he’s like hello king arthur’s best friend was called lancelot... and you’re like ok so? what does that have to do with me. can you IMAGINE being that stupid. bro that’s your name.

[yikes-eliott]

Saw a Nikolai art that went like

“I like your personality”

“Thanks it’s a disorder :)”

And as a person with bpd this has had me cackling ever since

[newtennants]

Thinkin about sad ghost thoughts.

When he got back from Roba, he went and lived with his family, healed and had a happy(er) life. I don’t think he wore the mask then, even with all of his scars. So I wonder, like how might his interactions with his family been with that. Like Joseph, kids don’t know any better, did he ask about the scars? Did he make those jarring comments about them like kids do? How did Simon take it.

And then after his family is gone, and he is pronounced dead, was it just like that? Did he immediately begin wearing the mask, I know Shepard wanted him to hide his identity but-

Was it hard to adjust to? Did he feel like he was suffocating? When did he decide to wear the skull mask? What made him fully commit to that persona, and the call sign.

And if he didn’t immediately switch to the mask, what did it?