#but i over watered aaaaaaahhhh

[coolshadowtwins]

SVSSS System Reveal Fic round up!

If you know one that hasn’t been recc’ed, then please put it in the comments/tags! I’ll add it to the post!

A Transmigrator and a Time Traveler Walk into the Bamboo House by VeryCharismaticDragon

Over a year after Shen Qingqiu's death, Luo Binghe consults his servant's servant, concurrently his disgraced martial uncle, for a way to bring the love of his life back. Shang Qinghua sends him in the direction of a certain time-traveling artifact, which supposedly brings one to the day they first met their soulmate.

Odd, though, that the artifact ends up missing the destination by just a few years…

A story in which post-Abyss Luo Binghe relives his disciple days, while juggling his secrets, traumas, and some unexpected revelations about the man he loves on top of that.

What is Seen by CaveteDracones

…is not [always] the real truth.

Truth-compelling artifacts in the hands of an enemy to one side, SYSTEM-mandated silence on the other, and Shen Qingqiu caught between the two. Is it too late to go back to the Water Prison? (NOTE: This one was recommended three times, and I have personally reread it multiple times. It’s one of my favorites and I really do want to read more fics in a similar vein lol)

open my lungs to let you in by ghostybreads

Shen Qingqiu had a secret. So, naturally, it was only a matter of time before he was hit by a truth serum wife plot.

//

“How are you?”

“Horny. Kind of want Binghe to rail me, I guess. But it’s manageable.”

Liu Qingge’s hand on his forehead froze, and he was close enough that Shen Qingqiu could hear his breathing stop. He stared back expressionlessly, the mortification distantly crawling up the back of his neck. Honest One-Horned–

The frustrated scream that he usually vented in his head, came out straight from mouth.

“aaAAAAAHHHH GODDAMNIT AIRPLANE–”

Futility in Practice by TGP

When Luo Binghe is fourteen years old, his shizun suffers a terrible qi deviation and fever that completely changes who he is.

and judgment is just like a cup that we share by Kieron_ODuibhir

The blob finished rotating into place in a way that wasn’t quite compatible with geometry as Shen Qingqiu understood it, and cleared a throat it didn’t seem to have.

“Greetings,” it said, somehow clearly addressing him in particular more than the room as a whole despite its total lack of features other than blueness and translucency. “I’m here on behalf of the Hyper-Celestial Peace and Order Enforcement Bureau. Crime scene secure, proceeding to interviews. Beginning with Subject One: You are Shen Qingqiu, formerly Shen Yuan, also known as Peerless Cucumber?”

First, do no harm by Terias

Shen Qingqiu has been acting especially erratic since awakening from his three day coma after a severe qi deviation.

Mu Qingfang investigates and discovers a great many things about his new shixiong. (NOTE: This one has Shen Yuan and Shen Jiu as the same soul, technically, but it still works I think!)

Show The Screenshots by A_Non_ymousWriter

When a rogue foreign System sends out a subtle virus, some outsiders are shown chat messages between a certain two transmigrators and their Systems.

AirplaneBro: nah dude shen jiu would never lay a hand on his female disciples like that, hes gay

Liu Qingge tripped on thin air while Mu Qingfang choked on his tea as Shang Qinghua (their god? creator??) casually shattered their view of their original Shen Qingiu. The fake Shen Qingqiu at least, was sharing their shock.

CucumberBro: EXCUSE ME WHAT??

CucumberBro: The fuck he is?!?! He literally GOES TO BROTHELS! LIU QINGGE FOUND HIM IN BED WITH A WOMAN THAT ONE TIME?

AirplaneBro: aight bro buckle the fuck up cuz imma take u on a joyride all about shen jiu >:)

—————-

Binghes#1Fan: I don't want to send Binghe into the Abyss...

System 2: User must comply, if User cannot do the task User will be punished and the account will be terminated.

Mobeis #1Fan: sorry bro unless ur okay w being ded af u gotta push binghe into the abyss

Ning Yingying's fists clenched. Okay, so trying to get Yuan-ge and A-Luo together would be harder than she thought.

[sunlaire]

https://www.tumblr.com/sunlaire/765440306778947584/discovered-your-maid-au-literally-moments-before-i

He’s being lifted gently, his legs held just under the knees and raised up and to the side, and then he’s being laid back down on something soft and warm. The ringing in his ears makes it hard to hear clearly, but as it fades he’s able to make out someone calling his name. They sound almost frantic.

“—ohn, John? John? Can you—oh, thank God.” John cracks open his eyes and squints at the unfocused face of what must be Solomon Tozer, hovering above him. Lord, he feels absolutely wretched. “Are you alright? Can you hear me?”

“I fainted,” John croaks. The hand stroking his hair—there is a hand stroking his hair, he realises—moves to his forehead, palm up against his brow. It’s rough and cool, and feels wonderful against his fevered skin.

“You did,” Tozer echoes, and then under his breath, as though speaking to himself, “frightened the bloody life out of me.” Then he catches himself, and adds hastily, “Beg pardon for me language, sir.” The hand removes itself. John almost whines at the loss of it. “You’re burning up,” Tozer says softly. “No wonder. Here, I’ll go and get Mr. Jopson—“

“Don’t go,” John rasps desperately, quick enough to cut off the end of Tozer’s last syllable. “Don’t—don't leave.“

AAAAAAAHHHH SCREEEEEEAMMM YES YES oh my gosh, Tozer calls him John!!!! This would definitely be the first time he calls him John. And "beg pardon for my language, sir" oh my gosh he's so respectful. He shouldn't use such rough language around the other man. Anon yes, I love this 🙏!!!!

Tozer doesn't get any work done that day. He stays to look over Irving. Getting him food and water from the kitchen. Making sure his fever stays down. And hodge is like "poor dear," standing in the doorway a safe distance away, with a handkerchief covering his mouth. He's looking to where Irving lay pink faced and pitiful. To Tozer he says "Jopson has gone to call on the doctor in town. He'll be back within the hour. I hope it isn't anything too serious."

Ahhh and later after doctor macdonald came and went, (it's just a nasty cold) Tozer asks Irving if he needs anything, he says "my uniform, it's too constructive 😞 and the skirts have twisted from all my turning." He sounds miserable.

Hesitantly, Tozer says "I could help you out of it. So you'd be more comfortable." And is surprised how quickly Irving nods. So he helps unbutton the front. His large hands slipping beneath, over his shoulders, to guide the fever warmed clothes down his arms. And when the dress is pushed away, he sees that John is wearing a thin white top, the kind he's seen on women.

The action of divesting a women of her dress is very familiar to the ex marine and he suddenly can't help thinking of it now. Those darkened rooms port side, a woman sighing in his ear. How hed touch them, just like this. He puts the thought aside, helping get the skirts down and off him as well. John is slumped forward, weak with fever, cheek resting on sol's shoulder.

"there you go, sir. lay back now." and internally Tozer is just like 😵‍💫 Aah,h hh haa fjjskskfds

[mrdragonageherself]

That horrible stomach dropping moment you realise you left your tiny nertera plant in it’s watering dish for over an hour because you got distracted... I genuinely feel like barfing...

[hostess-of-horror]

I had this cute thought where y/n runs like a little daycare for the sugar cubes, and as one of Chef Saltbaker’s punishments he needs to help her out. And as he does he starts to fall for her 🥺

Oh my GOOOOD, @moonholiclatte! 💖💖💖

I remember coming across a post from @clownsuu this very concept and AAAAAAAHHHH!!! My heart...💜

Chef Saltbaker at the Daycare

Content Includes: Major DLC Spoilers, Heavy Angst, and Panic Attacks

Ahem... *blasts the Daycare Attendant theme song from Security Breach*

Anyhoo...!

For his crimes against the Cups and his attempt to take control of the astral plane, one of Chef Saltbaker's punishments was to take care of the little sugar cubes at their local daycare.

His heart immediately dropped like a brick into a large pool of water.

Seeing all those tiny, adorable sugar cubes frolicking around the play area turned his stomach upside down. And then he saw the very same sugar cube he had in his kitchen.

Safe to say... he almost fainted from the sheer level of guilt coursing through his body.

Unlike Chef Saltbaker, the tiny little sugar cube seemed unfazed. Even when he first saw the chef himself, he smiled happily and lifted his arms up for a hug.

Why? After all that I had done, why...?

Why are you so happy to see me? You should be frightened! I deserve to be feared, little sugar cube.

Don't look at me like that... Stop looking at me! Stop. Please, stop... Please, I beg of you!

I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'msorryI'm-

Then darkness.

You had just came into the room when Chef Saltbaker collapsed to the floor. Luckily the sugar cubes were not underneath him when he fell to the floor. You jumped when you heard the sound of cracking glass.

You alerted the other attendants to help him and get the sugar cubes out of the way.

You knew who Chef Saltbaker was and you knew why he was here. As you and another attendant helped him off the floor and carry him into the back kitchen, you could hear him whimpering. He mumbled over and over "I'm sorry..."

His eyes were filled to the brim with tears, rushing down his cheeks. His whole body shook, antsy from the shock.

You could not help but feel pity for the poor man.

Once you were able to get him into the kitchen and calmed him down, Chef Saltbaker, with a shattered heart, flung himself onto you, begging for forgiveness. He may have not sentenced to jail, but the community service wasn't enough to take him away from his deepest regrets.

You heart broke at such a sight. Chef Saltbaker had shown you that he was a man willing to right his wrongs and that he was terribly wrought with guilt. On his knees, he softly wept, clutching your skirt like how a small child would cling to his mother.

You responded by giving him a warm embrace. Given your occupation, hugs calmed down even the most rowdy of sugar cubes.

Your hug did exactly that, as Chef Saltbaker hugged back and finally came to his senses.

Afterwards, you two got along very well as you helped around the daycare. You quickly found out that Chef Saltbaker was so good with children, which made you smile. He was an even better cook, for the sugar cubes loved his treats.

Chef Saltbaker would often help you in the kitchen - he's a chef after all - and keep you company. He found out that, despite having assistance, you handled most things all on your own. You were a hard worker, often tired and worn out, but remained positive. It was all for the little ones and that was what truly mattered.

A friendship had blossomed between you two, and after more months of community service, you began to feel something more. Chef Saltbaker felt the same about you.

When his bakery made its grand re-opening, Chef Saltbaker was the first to confess his feelings, this time as a brand new man and a good member of society.

You smiled and kissed him on the cheek. The feeling was, of course, mutual. ❤️

[kidfoundonstreets]

i think ahse always drinking so hot water and it's normal to only him

ahhse: dirnkinng water!

siirsu: stop dirinking water. try to take mug!

siirsu: aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh so hot!!! drop and spill hot water all over floor!

water: hshshshhs *steam*

water puddle: expand and touch siirus foot even though he wear shoe!

sriisu: aaaaaaahhhh!!!!!! *runnign*

ahhse: huh? but...normal? i pouring another.

ahshshe: does run when nropaml water..? ahshe fight sirius!! corner and splash water!! siirus aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! ahshe ask why fear of water. sirisu call him insnane. ahhse ????? so cofrnsyued poor ahse water dmeon!! i think ahse wtater hot enouhg to make hot chocoalte

[angelslant]

☕ told slant (just wanna hear from someone else who likes them!!)

this got. very long so uhh

GOD OKAY LISTEN. LISTEN . all of told slants discography pushes me down a flight of stairs emotionally but especially Point The Flashlight And Walk. first got introduced to them by Run Around The School which i first heard when lying in bed in the middle of the night during a thunderstorm. which is about as good of an intro to their music as you can get i think. and like idk man just the whole album.....i remember when i first got into it it reminded me a lot of Twin Fantasy by Car Seat Headrest, not sonically but within the themes of like. someone being too close to you and just chasing each other in these mentally ill circles and not being sure who you are and therefore not knowing who they are. and its just such an intensely personal album to me even before i knew exactly why i related to it so hard and then having a series of realizations guided along through it by various songs and the overall story arc. i also love felix’s springsteen influence because i love bruce and this isn’t an album id necessarily point to and be like ah, bruce vibes! but it really does make sense thematically and i think that’s why so much of it hits home for me, because a lot of the music that really makes me Emotional is ultimately rooted in bruce springsteen ie the recent killers album which made me full-on sob, which is not really a thing i do over music, but is definitely also a thing ive done over told slant. anyways back to the topic i just think felix has such a specific writing style and they have this way of like. everytime i hear one of their songs i either have something in my life that i can very strongly attach it to OR it like scratches that particularly part of your brain that’s like....i can tell this is going to be relevant to me in the future but im not sure exactly how yet. but you just Know its going to be something you go through. y’know? and like also sonically im a huge fan of their sound esp as someone with sensory issues i have Strong Opinions On Noises and music of this genre can really be hit or miss (guess they ne-*gunshot*) with like little background noises and stuff but felix is SOOOOO good at having only good noises in their music!!! like the “oh, oh, oh” plucking noise in Anchor or that part in Family Still that sounds like a tap shoe or something and all of the fingerpicking on the album and the harp and the drums.......makes the brain go AAAAAAAHHHH!!! but in a really good way in the best way!! also side note i fucking love the song No Backpack because i have a leather jacket with an angled zipper, even though i guess its not really that great to be the subject of that song but also one of the things i love the most about that album is how easy it is for me to substitute myself as either the viewer or the one being viewed which is kind of the whole point. also From The Roofbeams really hits on the, not necessarily inherently lgbt experience but i think very common lgbt experience of caring about someone so much and yet also being scared to death of that and feeling like youre bursting out of your skin both with this overwhelming tenderness and also with this intense urge to run away from yourself. i have so many other thoughts on them and on their other albums bcuz this was mainly Point The Flashlight And Walk focused because its like genuinely my favorite album right now and i listen to it like every single day and it helped me through a pretty rough summer. but ending thoughts ummmm told slant is nighttime thunderstorms when you’re the only one awake apple cinnamon oatmeal that feeling when you want to cry for no reason and you feel like the world is ending because the tears wont fall umm told slant is being talked through 4am panic attacks fireflies 3 cups of chamomile tea in a row the bruise i have on my left hand rn. walking over the same bridge every day and looking down at the water already knowing what your mind is chipped nail polish a messy purple scarf half-knitted on your sofa. friends insisting on walking you home so you’ll get back safe through the dark. yeah.

[bluewinnerangel]

Heyyyy I've been here for a few months and I just wanted to let you know that I love your blog, I love the deep dives and I genuinely think your theories are very very cool. It's not even always about believing all of it , I just enjoy reading through all of them so so so much and can't help but appreciate the effort and research that goes into all of it, partly because I have had to dive deep and drown myself in this rather enjoyable hellhole on Tumblr too , having joined the fandom quite late ! I somewhat understand the pain, so my appreciation for you increases manifold. Anyway, just wanted to say, I love how your brain works, it's so 🔥🔥🔥🔥😍😍😍😍

Just seemed like a good day to let you know 😉

aaaaaaahhhh I’m so grateful for this message! Thank you so so much <3 <3 

I meeaaaann if you’ve read my posts you know even I don’t always believe all of it, I try to make that very clear. Like I reaaachhh like a bridge over troubled water (that’s a teaser for my next post LOL)

Anyway, anons like you give me the energy again to keep on yelling in blue and green, and there’s a lot of things stuck in the drafts that are just... trying to brainpayne their way to something worth sharing. So, really, thank you so so so much you don’t know how much it makes me smile <3

[selflesstwin]

SEND ME ♡ + A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU…

Shuu and kaoru

SEND ME ♡ + A SHIP AND I’LL TELL YOU… | @rxtrase

Who is the most affectionate?

Shuu. He’s always holding them or holding their hand. Always wanting some kind of physical contact with them. Kaoru loves this about him and appreciates that he initiates most times because usually their anxiety stops them from being the one to reach out or they’re just insanely busy and forget that they even have a boyfriend. :’))) 

Who initiates the handholding?

Shuu, once again! Kaoru will swing their hands though. :D

Who worries more for the other?

I would say Shuu since he’s always trying to get them to sleep, reminds them to eat, and has helped them cut back on their caffeine intake. Kaoru appreciates it even though they complain, I swear. 

Who is more likely to ask for help?

Neither. Shuu seems really independent and like he never really needs help from anyone. Kaoru feels like a burden if they ask for help so... They don’t. 

Who is the one always losing the keys?

Kaoru! Shuu is dating a VERY messy person. :)

Who leaves little love notes for the other?

Kaoru leaves love notes for Shuu! <3 When they take small breaks, they write a little love message on a sticky note and leave it somewhere for him. Sometimes it will be a little doodle. Just a reminder that Kaoru loves him and enjoys having him around. When they’re living together, their apartment will be covered in notes from Kaoru to Shuu. Gotta remind him that he’s loved. <3

Who can’t sleep unless the other is there?

Shuu is the only one sleeping here but he seems to sleep just fine without Kaoru. :’D

Who is more likely to propose to the other?

Shuu. Kaoru doesn’t really care? I mean, if Shuu proposed to them, they would care SO MUCH and I can promise many tears but if marriage never happened... They’d be okay with that. 

Who introduced the other to their family first?

Shuu knows Hikaru and Ageha. Kaoru meeting Shuu’s family... Aaaaaaahhhh. That would be dangerous. 

Who is more likely to play with the other’s hair?

Kaoru is totally playing with Shuu’s hair! It’s so soft and long enough to play with. Catch them trying to braid his hair even though it’s not long enough!

Who makes sure the other has meals/stays hydrated?

Both of them do this. Kaoru making sure that Shuu is drinking enough blood and Shuu making sure that Kaoru is eating/drinking water. They’re looking out for each other. 

Who is more likely to stand up to anyone for the other?

Kaoru will fight anyone and everyone. It’s best that Kaoru never meets Reiji because OOF. 

Who is the most likely to prepare a surprise for the other?

Neither. Shuu doesn’t seem like the type to surprise them with anything and Kaoru has a feeling that Shuu doesn’t care for surprises. 

Who makes the other pinky promise not to do certain things?

Kaoru will always pinky promise that they will behave or listen to him when he asks them to eat/try to rest. It doesn’t work. It never works. They have to figure out some other method to make sure that Kaoru behaves/listens. 

Who puts a blanket over the other when they fall asleep on the couch?

They both do this. Kaoru will cover him even though they know he’s totally fine. And when Kaoru manages to fall asleep ( it’s a rare moment ), Shuu will cover them with a blanket and then will lay down with them, making sure to hold them. <3

[vukasin-torashtai]

Time: August 20th. Sunrise.  Location: Arx Dockside Status: Closed. @rxnnxlhylxne

“AAAAAAAHHHH!!”

 Head tossed back, eyes closed, the scream ripped it’s way out of their throat. A greeting call to the rising sun just beginning to crawl her way over the horizon. 

“AAAAAAAHHHH!!!!”

There was something liberating about climbing up onto one of the city’s spires and yelling to their soul’s content. From up here they could see everything. The ship’s coming into harbor, those leaving, the little figures -ant like- crawling over the rigging. Though the cherry on the cake, was how the sun cast her colors out onto the water. Shades of pink, orange, and purple. The vision burned itself into their eyes and they itched to paint it. First however, there were respects to be paid.

They inhaled slowly, eyes slipping close once more before letting loose with the next verse; “We come from the land of ice and snow~! From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow!” 

“HEY!”

They jolted, skidding slightly on the rooftop before a desperate hand grab managed to keep them attached to the stone. Slowly, they chanced a glance over the edge, spotting the source of the outcry. It belonged to a familiar face, puce in her anger. They grinned awkwardly, even as the landlady shook her fist and continued her remonstrances. “How many times do I have to tell you not to climb the buildings? You’re not a curse-damned rooster! You come down here at once! Or so help me!” 

“Time to go,” the bard muttered and scrambled off in the opposite direction. They bounded along the roof top for a bit, before skidding down the far side and leaping off the gutter edge. It was a jump that they had performed many times before, the streets being usually people-less at this hour. 

The usually people-less alley-way. 

They saw them mid-jump, stepping straight into their path, without a care. There wasn’t time to call out a warning, barely enough time to twist their body into a new position. They landed hard, rolling, and immediately surging upright. Spinning towards the other being. 

"I’m so sorry! I didn’t see you there? You okay...?”

[nutslovesdolts]

My take on Demon Pyrrah (holiday part II)

(I may just make this a continuous thing, not sure yet, I liked how the last one cane out though)

-this is after the events of the last one

Jaune: *after bringing Pyrrah some breakfast up to the bedroom* I made some eggs and bacon, also a glass of juice... I'm, a, not really sure what demons eat so I hope its ok

Pyrrah: *attempts to sit up but is sore literally everywhere from last night* HAHA FOOLISH ow... MORTAL ow... WE CONSUME owww... blood of the innocent ow... and... ... that does smell really good actually...

Jaune: *placing the tray at her side and chuckling* I meen, the eggs could have been the bodys and souls of the unborn, and the bacon was probably once an innocent piggie so... the juice is... do plants have feelings?

Pyrrah: *smiles* good enough for me haha... ... hmm

Jaune: is something wrong?

Pyrrah: ... this... is not how any of this is usually supposed to go...

Jaune: in what way? Banging the person you're supposed to be terrorizing?

Pyrrah: *turning as red as her hair* YES THAT... also.. I'm not so sure people usually cook their demons breakfast haha...

Jaune: well, I'm sure you'll find some way to get to me, but until then, we don't really have to be enemies, do we?

Pyrrah: *giggles* I guess not, the rules weren't exactly specific on the matter... I'll be around for a while... by a while... I meen until you die...

Jaune: well then I'm happy to have you haunting me *puts his hand down on Pyrrah's thigh by accident*

Pyrrah: OW!

..............

Pyrrah: MUHAHAHA

Jaune: what did you do now?

Pyrrah: I HAVE CURSED ALL DOORS AND WINDOWS TO SWING OPEN WHILE YOU SHOWER AND CHANGE, SO YOU WILL NEVER FEEL PRIVACY HAHAHAHAHA

Jaune: Nice, but...

Pyrrah: ...

Jaune: I live alone, minus you of course, in the middle of the woods, who would be out here to see me?

Pyrrah: I... bu... hmmm... ... the animals...?

Jaune: but there already naked

Pyrrah: *hanging her head* I know....

Jaune: good try though, if I lived in a city or town that would be pretty evil

Pyrrah: one day?

Jaune: mabye one day

............

Later that day

Jaune: I'm gonna go shower, you try to think of some other ways to minorly inconvenience my like ok?

Pyrrah: they're supposed to me more then minor...

Jaune: hey they'll get better, just believe in yourself

Pyrrah: ... you realize you are basically telling me I'll get better at ruining your life right?

Jaune: well so far it's been better with you in it haha, I'm gonna shower

Pyrrah: *blushing again*

........

Jaune: *completely nude and washing himself in water Pyrrah had cursed to always steam up the mirrors*

Pyrrah: *walking into the bedroom holding some spices from the pantry, completely forgetting about her curse on doors and windows* hey do you have any allergies to anything? I wanted to

*spots Jaune in the steam filled room body glistening from the water* *her face goes red again and she drops the spices*

Jaune: hmm not that I can think of... *notices Pyrrah's expression and smirks* although I think cute red headed demons might be allergic to ME, they always seem to freeze up and stare whenever I'm around

Pyrrah: ... *gets a bloody nose regardless of being a literal demon* I... wh...ca...

Jaune: we are you just gonna stand there?

Pyrrah: *already having taken her armor off* I... shut up and move over

.........

*hours and hours of an intense steamy shower later*

Pyrrah: *after having been pinned to the wall unable to move from pleasure for almost 13 hours, eyes rolled back and barely in touch with anything other then the shower* I... JaUNe.... I.... AH.... neED... a bREAk...

Jaune: *stopping and shutting off the water, picking her up* and wrapping him in his towel* ok, do you want something, water or some tea?

Pyrrah: *trying to catch her breath* yeah... *still shaking a bit* I want... some self control... and... to... ugh... ...

Jaune: ... uh... *placeing her on the bed*

Pyrrah: tea... sounds... lovely...

Jaune: *smiling* I'll go make some

Pyrrah: *grabbing his wrist* d..on't be... too long... please... also don't make it as hot as you like it, my tongue still hurts from the cocoa...

Jaune: *smirking* right, THATS the only thing your tongue hurts from haha, also born of fire my butt

Pyrrah: *even more red and laughing* s..hut up haha... also born in it does not meen we drink it haha

Jaune: lucky you then

Pyrrah: how so?

Jaune: well... inside... and out, you're just about as hot as I like my cocoa hehe

Pyrrah: *hiding her face under the blanket and visibly steaming* aaaaaaahhhh..... b... but...

Jaune: I'll go make your tea

............

*by the time he came back she was already asleep, he got into bed next to her and shut off all the lights*

............

*Pyrrah wakes up to some the smell of warm oatmeal and more juice and to Jaune's smiling face*

Jaune: Mornin Pyrrah

Pyrrah: Hey Jaune *trys to sit up* uhh...

Jaune: ... are you ok?

Pyrrah: I can barely move my lower body... I'm so sore... uhhh...

Jaune: I'll be right back

*comes back with a stack of ice packs filled with snow from outside the house*

Jaune: here

Pyrrah: *once again blushing like crazy* t..thank you... I... ... I think we need to calm down with this...

Jaune: *laughing* hey, your the one jumping on me hahaha

Pyrrah: oh yeah... sh!t...

Jaune: well, I'm heading to the store, want anything?

Pyrrah: HAHA FOOLISH MOR... ow... TAL I REQUI... Ow!... URE... no... sustenance... I...

Jaune: soooo coffee?

Pyrrah: ... yes please...

...............

(So here's another, no clue if its any good cuz I never reread em, I might keep doing these because I can do them on my phone and don't have to worry about my computer, so yeah, hope you enjoyed and have a wonderful day/night depending on where you are)

[inevitably-johnlocked]

Poets of the Fall just released a song called "Dancing on Broken glass" and aaaaaaahhhh oh no its johnlock of course. (Everything is johnlock)

[Verse 1]This place a palace of light drawn with shadeOf silence and pretence a token of our tradeAnd here you and I lie wreathed in flamesAll over a life lived by making up new gamesOf gazes and whispers[Chorus]I want you to know I still love youEven though we’ve been dancing on broken glassParade all your memories for the moments we sharedNever fade awayI want you to know I still love youWhen I walk down the memory laneWhere the night swears its love to the starsThere will be no more tears today, hey, hey[Verse 2]We share a penchant for cyanide praiseFashioned our armors of empathy’s malaiseAnd all of that hurt, and all of those words that we saidYou’d think we poisoned the ground on which we treadBut the lining is silver[Chorus]I want you to know I still love youEven though we’ve been dancing on broken glassParade all your memories for the moments we sharedNever fade awayI want you to know I still love youWhen I walk down the memory laneWhere the night swears its love to the starsThere will be no more tears today, hey, hey[Bridge]The best of intentions will not see the road pavedThe end of illusions, who could ever be savedWhat’s left behind in the storms that we’ve bravedThe troubles we find and the chances we waivedWe’re going where dreams really come trueAnd we won’t be held back by our fearsCome hell or high waterWe’ll trust there’s a life for us here this way[Chorus]I want you to know I still love youEven though we’ve been dancing on broken glassParade all your memories for the moments we sharedNever fade awayI want you to know I still love youWhen I walk down the memory laneWhere the night swears its love to the starsThere will be no more tears today, hey, hey, hey, hey

(Lyrics from Genius.com)

Hi Lovely!!

HELLS TO THE YES EVERYTHING’S JOHNLOCK!! LOL, this is a great song; catchy and upbeat, and the lyrics read as full of hope for them!!! Thank you so much for this one!! LIKE THE CHORUS IS SO PERFECT!! AHHHHH!!!!!

[scrollsfromarebornrealm]

The Last Prince of Ishgard (3)

Even more creepy Haldrath and a ‘what if’? theorycraft situation involving little bby dragons.   Please to enjoy.  Put under a cut for length, some body horror and injury.

The sound of the door slamming shut echoed in the small sacristy. Bolting the latch, a small brown-haired hyuran woman turned around and pressed her back against the wood.  Soot stained her face and her robes, which were ripped and bloody in several places.  Illumination from the flames outside cast the church’s interior in an eerie light.  The woman choked back a sob.

               Halone, please…

               <Is it safe?> With a gasp, the woman turned her head. A white dragonet had come up next to her, flapping its’ little wings vigorously.  

               “En Kah, what are you doing here?!”

               <We couldn’t get out!  There was something bad at the northwestern pass!>  

               “What?”

               <It smelled like Nidhogg but it wasn’t him!> The woman’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the dragonet.  <It was like…Nidhogg mixed with a man, and it felt bad!> The dragonet paused. <Jeanne, are you alright? Your skin is all white!>

               “Where are your siblings?!”  Jeanne demanded.

               <We all went into the cubby-hole that’s behind the wardrobe->

               “Get back there. Get back there right now!”  For a mercy En Kah didn’t argue, turning around and flying back as fast as his little wings could take him.  Jeanne followed, her body moving on autopilot.

               Oh Halone no no no…  En Kah’s description could only mean one person, and the reason why her fellow villagers were being put to the slaughter as their homes burned.  As the dragonet squeezed back in with his siblings, several pairs of bright eyes looked up at Jeanne.  They were wide with fear, and the smell of urine and feces was rather potent.

               “It’ll be alright, little ones.”  How Jeanne’s voice was steady, she didn’t know.  “You just have to hide in here for a little while, I’m going to find a way out for all of us.”

               <You’ll come back?!> A dragonet trilled.  

               “I promise I’ll come back.”  Gently Jeanne closed the false back, and then pushed the wardrobe back in place. Turning around, she squared her shoulders and marched back into the church’s main space.

               Stay calm. Stay calm.  Stay calm.  If she broke down now-if she lost it, it would be her death and the death of the hatchlings.  They all needed to escape first.  Then she’d have a breakdown after.

               Get your cloak.  Head to the back entrance.  See what’s out there.  Jeanne stopped at a pew.  She reached for the gray wool that had been tossed over its back—

               “Where are the children?”  The question-and the voice made Jeanne scream.  Cloak dropping from nerveless fingers, she spun about to survey her surroundings.  Several yalms from her a figure lurked in the shadows.  The illumination from the fires outside allowed Jeanne to see that it was wearing drachen-armor, though she couldn’t make out the colors.

               “I-I beg your pardon?”

               “The children.” The voice was male.  Soft-spoken, it was nonetheless authoritative.  “Where are they?”

               “There…there’s no children here.”  Jeanne got out.  Unable to help herself, she took a step back.  The aura that was coming from the figure made her want to turn and run away screaming.  It was hate, it was a void, it was a sheer lack of emotion, of empathy.  

               “I can smell them.” Jeanne’s eyes widened.  “I smell them.  I smell your lies, and I smell your fear.”  Armor clinked as the figure began to walk towards Jeanne, coming into view. The hyuran woman recoiled in horror, breath catching in her throat.

               Ohmygodsohmygodsohmygods…  Black and red armor, with hints of purple.  A face she’d seen in portraits, on statues.  Bloodshot and shadowed violet eyes, veins of red and black on pale cheeks.  Two dragon’s eyes…one in the center of a forehead, one in the middle of a chest, with both staring right at her.

               Oh Halone they were right, they were right…

               “I will ask you one last time.  Where are the children?”  Jeanne jerked out of her stupor, stumbling back.

               “I-I won’t tell you!” She cried.  The former prince of Ishgard sighed, closing his eyes.

               “As you wish then.” Suddenly his form became a blur. One moment he was there, the next he wasn’t.  Before she could react, Jeanne was reeling from a backhanded blow to the face.  The force sent her flying though the air, landing with a hard crash near the baptismal font.  The impact knocked the wind from Jeanne, and she drew in a strangled breath.  Pain made her nerves scream--her face, from beneath her right armpit and all the way down to her right hip.  As Jeanne tried to regain her bearings, a pair of drachen-armor greaves appeared next to her.  Haldrath bent down, wrapping his long and slender fingers around her neck.  Lifting her, he began to squeeze.  Jeanne wheezed.  Short, ugly gasps escaped her, and she tried desperately to claw at Haldrath’s face.

               No…no…  The prince tilted his head.  The look he was giving Jeanne was remote, almost clinically disinterested.  Struggling feebly, Jeanne tried once again to lash out at the prince’s face.  But it was to no avail, and her hands swung back.  Her vision was beginning to blur, and she felt lightheaded…

               I…I can’t…I can’t fail…  The fingers of her right hand grazed the cold marble of the baptismal font, then touched something long and metallic.  With her last ounce of strength Jeanne seized it, bringing it up to bear.  Too late she recognized what she’d seized, an aspergillum.  But hot on the heels of that realization…

               “Aaaaaaahhhh!!!” Suddenly Jeanne found herself free, dropping like a bag of popatoes onto the church floor.  Greedily she dragged in lungfuls of air.  As her vision cleared, Jeanne looked towards Haldrath. The former prince was snarling in pain, hands to his face.  The smell of roasted meat filled the air, along with the sharp aethereal presence that was Halonic holy magic.

               …Wait…what…?  Dumbfounded, her injuries forgotten, Jeanne stared.  The aspergillum lay in-between her and Haldrath, still glistening with holy water.  As she watched, Haldrath snarled.

               “You bitch!” His hands fell from his face.  The areas where the holy water had hit were fast-developing burn-blisters.  The dragon eyes in his forehead and chest were spasming wildly, their gaze darting side to side, up and down--   The prince’s face was contorted in pained rage.

               Did the holy water-

               Again!  A female voice barked in her ear.  Quickly, before he recovers his wits!!  Without thinking, Jeanne scrambled to her feet. The baptismal font was a short marble pillar with a silver bowl nestled into the top.  It had been designed that way so that the bowl could easily be removed and cleaned.  Digging her fingernails between the bowl’s lip and stone for purchase, Jeanne managed to lift it up to get a slight fingerhold, and then to grip the lip entirely.

               “Yaaahhh!!” She screamed, flinging the bowl and its contents at Haldrath.  The elezen couldn’t move fast enough, the blessed water hitting him full on in the chest and face.  The bloodcurdling scream that followed made Jeanne drop the bowl, doubling to clap her hands over her ears.  No longer was there a smell of roasted meat—now it was the stink of burned flesh. The surge of holy magic was enough to trigger an ache in her teeth and bones.  The screaming continued, lifting higher and higher in pitch to now a distorted wail.  The void-like presence began to retreat, and Jeanne opened her eyes.  Straightening, she looked ahead in stunned disbelief.

               He’s…gone.  The church’s main doors had been thrown wide open.  Faintly she could still hear the horrible wailing, but the former prince was gone, and she was the only one in the church.  Jeanne stared at the doors.  Then her gaze landed to the discarded bowl, and the water spots on the floor.  Her thoughts were reeling, not daring to even approach what had just happened…what she had just done.

               I…I  Men’s shouts snapped Jeanne out of her daze.  The dragonets!  Haldrath was gone, and if he was gone, this was their chance for them to escape! Fresh adrenaline giving her strength, Jeanne turned on a heel and ran back towards the room.

[hirazuki]

Castlevania s2 thoughts! [spoilers obviously :D]

1. I LOVED IT. Grey morality after my own heart <3

2. It seems a lot of people hated him, but Godbrand is my favorite of the new characters, holy shit. He’s amazing. No filter, all his criticisms and arguments are on fucking point. He brought up everything I would have in that situation. Easily the voice of intuition/reason in the war council, which is utterly hilarious given who he is, and reminded me how much I miss Grimmjow. Great comic relief too. He was my hero this season. I was honestly really sad to see him go :(

3. Banter between the trio was A+++ I would have loved to see even more downtime interaction between all three, and more between Sypha and Alucard ‘cause Trevor tends to steal the show XD, but I know I’m greedy.

4. FUCKING GORGEOUS ANIMATION AND MUSIC. THOSE BACKGROUNDS????? AAAAAAAHHHH.

5. Dracula is a softie and depressed (yes, “tired” is what we all call it XD) and relatable and I really wish he could have had that hug he was going for from his son (before Trevor chopped his head off T_T I mean I get where Trevor was coming from, seeing Alucard backed into a corner, scared, with disintegrating!Dracula approaching, but :((((((((( )

6. If you insist that a group of people is “white” and “privileged” and treat them like trash whenever they try to explain to you why they are very much a minority and the consequences they suffer for it, then you can’t hurl p//oc “injustice” over a character that is, by all the information we currently possess, from that same culture. Sorry I don’t make the rules, make up your fucking minds ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

7. Alucard!!!! I love him so much. He’s the best boy. THE BEST. I know he wouldn’t have been able to break down and cry like he needed to with the others around, but... someone needs to check in on him. Give him food. And blankets. He might have agreed to make it a home and not a grave, but he’s totally not going to take care of himself at all, all alone in that castle T_T Someone send him a burger and ice cream.

8. I’m starting to see a strange pattern with me, fandom majority opinion, Western animation, and white-haired female characters lmao. I guess I just have a different definition of what a “strong female character” entails. She’s a great character, don’t get me wrong, but like... not my ideal for positive “feminist” representation lol.

9. Aah, crusaders. Yep. An accurate depiction, and I enjoyed every moment of his suffering and subsequent death *forever bitter over 1204*

10. UNDEAD PUG OMG <3 IS HE OKAY?? ARE THE ANIMALS IN THE CASTLE OKAY? HAS ALUCARD ADOPTED THEM ALL NOW? I NEED ANSWERS.

11. My one huge regret: THE JAPANESE VAMPIRE?!?! Heian period badass lady who materializes in dust and smoke?? With makeup on point? LET HER SPEAK. FREE HER. I wanted to see more of her, why did she die ;___;

12. Okay, I lied, my second huge regret: I really wanted Hector to have round house kicked Carmilla into the river. Or pushed her out in range of the river water falling from the sky. You need to up your byzantine game bro. 

13. Trevor fucking Belmont was, as always, highly relatable. I love reluctant foul-mouthed sassy protagonists. The giggling/chuckling between him and Alucard was  a d o r a b l e.

14. Sypha was incredible this season aaaaaaahhh <3 She may have broken the castle, but they would have never even procured a wagon without her tbh. 

15. Local greek relocated to remote edge of small island, living in solitude and isolation with a zoo of pets and rampant depression, harboring hatred for humanity? << 2 compatriots give this a Mood™ rating 

16. I would have loved some scenes between Lisa and Dracula. Like... just a couple... even just one ;___;

[chansoofacts]

At the Elyxion concert day 1 in Fukouka Japan (171222) the boys have given their best through the entire duration of the concert, were as cheerful as possible during the talking ments, and spent all of their energy despite the tragedy they are still recovering from. Before the concert began there was a message from EXO to Jonghyun showing on the screens. (Trans)

(Also the two of them played with the cards during ‘Call Me Baby’ Here.) During Kyungsoo’s solo stage of the english version of ‘For Life’ Chanyeol played the piano for him. It was a very emotional stage, especially at the line where Kyungsoo sings “I mean it till the day I die.” where he held is note loud and long and it resonated with the audience. Here. Here. Audio. At the moment he finished singing, Baekhyun cheered “Bravo! Come on!” for him. (Ref. Ref.)

After sweet lies during the first talking ment Jongin brought tissues and water to both Chanyeol and Kyungsoo. (Ref. Ref.) In their conversations Junmyeon said that Kyungsoo’s english pronounciation from his solo is really good. Chanyeol agreed enthusiastically, then Junmyeon said it was so good it sparkled, and Chanyeol joked by asking if he means that Kyungsoo’s head is sparkling. And mentioned that he played the piano in it as well. (Ref. Ref.) During CBX’s performance of Ka-ching Chanyeol and Kyungsoo sat together at the table behind them and busied themselves with the cards until it was everybody’s time to dance together.

Chanyeol’s solo stage was very emotional as well, not only because of the meaning and breathtaking performance, but also because he sang the entire song in japanese for the audience. (Here. Here.) At the end of his song everyone clapped with respect instead of cheering loudly.

During the 2nd talking ment Junmyeon asked Chanyeol if he cried during his solo stage (because he often did in the last round of Elyxion), but Chanyeol said he didn’t cry proudly. (Ref. Ref.) After Kyungsoo’s ment Junmyeon teased him a lot, and said that his head looks like a microphone from behind. Everyone laughed a lot but Chanyeol began petting his own microphone lovingly and saying “D.O-san~ D.O-san~” fondly as if he’s petting Kyungsoo himself. Here. (Ref. Ref. Ref. Ref. Ref. Ref. Ref.) In Jongin’s ment he said that Kyungsoo speaks japanese well. Then Chanyeol jumped into his words and asked what about him. (Ref.)

Later it was time for the ending ment. Chanyeol spoke first, but at some point wasn’t sure what he wanted to say, so he said a long ‘aaaaaaahhhh’ note. The rest of the members harmonized with him! Here. (Ref. Ref.) At the beginning of Jongin’s ending speech, both Kyungsoo and Chanyeol kneeled down in order to fix their pants or shoes, and then proceeded by talking to each other a little bit. Here. A little later (When Baekhyun was talking), the two of them kept looking down at their shoes and Kyungsoo did a little bit of tap dancing that they both watched. (Ref.)

When they all finished talking Junmyeon spoke about Jonghyun. Mentioned how the members are still having a hard time and mourning his loss because he was their precious friend. He said how their next song is going to be dedicated to Jonghyun, and then they all began singing “Angel”. (Ref. Ref. Ref. Ref. Ref.)

As they were singing the song with Jonghyun in mind and heart, some of the members had a hard time singing their lines. Jongin especially was barely able to hold back his tears, so Chanyeol came beside him and comforted him in a hug. Here. (Ref.)

At the very ending of the song, when everything was already over, Chanyeol shouted Jonghyun’s name and said they will be happy for his sake (Ref. Ref. Ref.). Afterwards, Kyungsoo said that they have to be as happy as possible so that Jonghyun will be happy as well. (Ref. Ref. Ref. Ref.) Then Junmyeon finished the concert with the last chant. (Ref.)

Note: The security during the japanese concerts is very tight, so if I find any fancams of more moments I would add them right away.

Source: The Elyxion concert day1 in Fukouka Japan 171222.

[secretagentspydetectiveninja]

Tag thing

Okay I got tagged in like three of these recently so I’ll just do them all in one post :P

First thing - thank you for tagging me @purrincess-chat!! <3

Relationship status: forever alone single Favourite colour: Purple/pink/blue Lipstick or chapstick: chapstick, I can’t deal with makeup tbh Last song you listened to: My Songs Know What You Did In The Dark by Fall Out Boy :D Last movie you watched: The Hunchback of Notre Dame Top 3 characters: Gaaaahhhh this is evil, can I just say every single classmate from ML? Top 3 ships: This is also evil, but I guess I’ll say Alyanette, love square, Julerose Books you are currently reading: I’ve been blitzing through my Horrible Science collection recently for some reason and I’m currently on “The Fearsome Fight For Flight” Top 5 shows: ML, ATLA/LOK, Voltron, SVTFOE, Gravity Falls

Then I was tagged for the ABC thing by the awesome @katie-skylie, thank you so much!! <3

A - Age: 20 B - Biggest Fear: that no one really likes me spiders C - Current time: 18.58 D - Drink you last had: water E - Everyday starts off with: brushing my teeth and trying to remember what dreams I had F - Favourite song: TOO MANY SONGS TO CHOOSE FROM AAAAAAAHHHH G - Ghosts, are they real?: *le shrug* H - Hometown: Well I was born in Mumbai but mostly grew up somewhere in England I - In love with: a good night’s sleep tbh J - Jealous of: ANYONE WHO OWNS THAT NEW ZELDA GAME, I WANT IT BUT I HAVE NO MONEY K - Killed someone: as a writer, yes >:D In real life, no L - Last time you cried: can’t remember tbh but it must have been something silly M - Middle name: don’t have one N - Number of siblings: one smol brother who is really adorable and cool O - One Wish: aforementioned Zelda game P - Person you last called/texted: my mum Q - Question you’re always asked: are those your real eyes or are you wearing contacts??? (They are my real eyes... some Indian people do indeed have green eyes) R - Reason to smile: so many cool people in existence!! S - Song you last sang: I was singing along to The Bells of Notre Dame when I watched Hunchback the other day :P T - Time you woke up: like 9?? Idk I don’t remember now hehe U - Underwear colour: *checks* pink V - Vacation destination: SPAAAAACEEEE W - Worst habitat: Is this meant to say worst habit? Because I uh... don’t know what the worst habitat would be X - X rays you’ve had: teeth Y - Your favourite foods: Masala omelette, tuna pasta, pizza, chocolate, anything my mum cooks Z - Zodiac sign: Sagittarius

And also tagged by @iwillperishallthatihate, thank you as well! <3

Gender: Girl I guess... apathetically? Star Sign: Sagittarius Height: I think 5′5 or 5′6 but I keep forgetting to measure myself even though this question comes up every time! Age: 20 Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw Favourite Colours: Purple/pink/blue Favourite Animals: Dragons :P Average Hours of Sleep: Sleep??? What’s that??? Cat or Dog person: BOTH Favourite Fictional Character: Gee, it’s not like it’s completely obvious or anything ;) Number of Blankets: one Favourite Band/Singer: idk, my music taste is all over the place Dream Trip: Space Dream Job: no idea When was this blog made: I don’t even remember, probably like 2011 or 2012 or something Number of followers: 1690 (WHERE ARE YOU GUYS COMING FROM OMG) What made you decide to create this blog: my friends suggested it so I did!

Anyway I tag anyone who wants to do this (not tagging specific people because I’m not making you do all three of these, hehe)

[starliters-blog]

thirty questions!

catching up with tags from eons ago (probably from my hiatus), i was tagged by @chalight​ to do this!!! thank you <3 

one / nicknames i have a bunch! there’s ‘kashi’, my main one along with just ‘kash’. then there’s stuff like ‘uncle kashif’, ‘kash ketchum’, ‘kush’ and my favourite, ‘seven whole grains on a mission’. two / gender female!  three / zodiac sign pisces. four / height i’m a short mf. i stand at 5′3′‘ to 5′4′’ or around 165 cm! five / time it’s 5:59pm and i just got back from work. okay now its 6:00pm. six / birthday i’m a march baby born on the 6th. 8^) seven / favourite bands this being a vixx/gugudan-biased blog, i’ll start off with vixx and gugudan! in kpop, i also like exo, bts, btob, b1a4, red velvet, f(x), kard, dreamcatcher, loona, tvxq, mamamoo-- this list will continue. for non-kpop, i like the used, fall out boy, studio killers, coldplay, hedley and the prodigy! eight / favourite solo singers sunmi, luna, iu, sia, zayn, ariana grande, boa, jinsoul (SHE COUNTS IN MY HEART), aaaaaand seohyun nine / songs stuck in my head these days its pied piper by bts, esp kook’s ‘i’m taking over you’ part aaaaaaaHHHH! ten / last movie i watched admittedly, i don’t want movies all that often but i watched hidden figures on my trip to london AND BOI I SHED SO MANY TEARS. i would honestly recommend this movie to other woc engineers/engineering students it moved me so much!!! eleven / last show watched i don’t watch shows either but it would have to be the 2016 chuseok special of isac LMAO. i watched it yesterday bc i just wanted to see jaehwan pancake into jin again i’m not even sorry twelve / when was this blog created? i? actually don’t remember? i’ve been on tumblr since 2010 but this blog is fairly new? i think mid-2014 for this blog. thirteen / what do i post? as the unofficial mom-ager for vixx and gugudan, i usually post what my children are doing, support them and luv them in my tags. i also post dumb memes bc they make me happy in this shitty world fourteen / last thing i googled asianjunkie bc i open up that website like i would read the newspaper in the morning fifteen / do you have other blogs? i do, actually! sans my roleplay blogs i have my anime/more-shit-tier-memes (majidere) blog, which was my main acct for a while before kpop happened. and i have a gross sm-stan (10velies) acct. i haven’t posted anything yet, but trust me it will be filled with my luv for kyungsoo, lay, ten, yunho, changmin, luna, wendy, joy, seulgi, heechul--- you get it. i also had a kard (ilybm) acct but i don’t remember the email associated with it;;;;

sixteen / do you get asks? sometimes! 

seventeen / why did you choose this url? the name ‘jelpi’ is a shorter (and cuter) way to say jellyfish, vixx and ggd’s company! since we’re talking bout this, i’d like to mention i chose it for jelpi’s artists, not bc i like jelpi as a management. (they aight but they could do better)

eighteen / following? 316!

nineteen / followers? not disclosing awksss

twenty / favourite food? MY BROWN ASS LOVES BIRYANI, TAEKWOON WHO sorry taek

twenty one / favourite colour? i like both pink and purple equally! pink is just pretty and purple bc it was associated with my favourite blanket as a kid :’^) its also my faculty colour.

twenty two / sleeping hours? lel okay let’s see if i can pinpoint a decent schedule. during my work terms/co-op terms, i sleep at around 9pm to 10pm and wake up at 5:30am. during school terms, i’ll be lucky if i go to sleep at 12am, but generally its either 1am or 2am, and then i wake up at 6:30am.

twenty three / lucky number? the only luck i believe in is leo and hyuk 10 sits well with me.

twenty four / play any instruments? i played the trumpet in middle school but i never picked it up, or any inst up, after.

twenty five / what are you wearing? idk what to call them? i guess they’re kind of like palazzo or gaucho pants, but i call em’ dividers and they yellow + a grey engineering faculty shirt. 

twenty six / how many blankets do you sleep with? one! i think the better question would be how do i sleep and that would be always on my right side, one blanket, two pillows (one under my head and one on my side) and the ac on full blast.

twenty seven / dream job? uhm. idk how to tell you this, but it’s water treatment! i guess i want to work with organizations that help get clean drinking water to third-world countries, maybe develop cheap water filters for well water as well?

twenty eight / dream trip? i’d like to take a tour of europe and asia? go to new york, paris, london, venice, greece, bangladesh, india, australia and nz, japan and korea! 

twenty nine / nationality? bengali-canadian!

thirty / favourite song? (answering this for recent songs only) pied piper by bts, singing in the rain by jinsoul, whisper by lr, and v recently rollin’ by b1a4!

i tag anyone who sees and hasn’t done this already, whoops looks like ya gotta do it now -- and tag me bc i want to know people <3