#don't mind me being sappy

[faggottrocities]

So uh

I am still buzzed and I'm a puddle of feelings right now and want a baby to name Herbert like RN

[lale-txt]

LALECHINGO!! ; a birthday event

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ it’s bingo! and also a raffle.

let’s party!! one thing about me is that is love a little event and since it’s my birthday month i felt like hosting one :3c

so: raffle time! but you gotta play some bingo first before you can participate. lemme give you a rundown on how it works.

what's the prize?

✰ a total of three 1k (or longer) fics from me! i don’t take requests so this is a rare chance to see something specific written by me ✰ the 3 winners will receive a wishlist form from me in which they can go wild ✰ haikyuu x reader only! gender of reader is for the winners to decide, i’ll write for all of them. ✰ not limited to sfw only (that being said: mdni)

details & rules (it looks like a lot, but i promise it's easy)

✰ to participate in the raffle, you gotta fill out the bingo cards! there’s ten of them in total at the end of this post. some are writing prompts, some are for reading, some to spread some kindness. you can grab and combine any that catch your interest.

✰ 1 bingo equals 1 point. if you manage to fill out an entire card, you’ll get 10 points, so 10x your name in the draw pot for the raffle. this means you can get up to 100 points in total if you fill out all ten cards completely.

✰ it’s not first come, first serve! you got two weeks to have fun with your bingo cards.

✰ this event is mostly about making fandom a little better for everyone, whether you’re a writer or a reader, no matter how you participate in it. this means you don’t have to show me proofs how you got these bingos. putting my trust in you that you won’t cheat <3

✰ since the prizes are gonna be fics by me, i would feel better knowing you actually like my works enough to follow me. however, it’s not a must to be a follower to participate. again, it’s more about fandom than me.

✰ writers picking up the writing prompts: it up to you how you use them! can be drabbles or headcanons, small fics, big fics, moodboards, not limited to haikyuu only. really whatever sparks your inspiration. you don’t even have to publish it or tag me in it (though i’d love to see ofc hehe), this is for YOU and your inspiration.

✰ do NOT bring any ai into this. i'll rip you to shreds

✰ once you’re finished, either reblog this post with your bingo cards or send me an ask with them (i won’t publish them, just for me to keep track)

✰ i’ll draw & announce the three winners on Jan 27th and will contact them through dms for their wishlist :3

card 1-6 ; for the writers

card 7 & 8 ; for the readers

card 9 & 10 ; for the kindness

that's all! have fun ♡ - Lale

[sabotage-on-mercury]

I've never been one for New Year's recaps, looking back at the year's achievements (which achievements asks the imposter syndrom) and highlights, mostly because it forces me to look back at the year's low points as well. I prefer to sort everything away, nice and tidy, in the back of my mind, put on a smile and pray through gritted teeth that next year will be better - not out of conviction, but because it simply has to be. 

A few days ago, I stumbled across some lines from a fic I wrote a few months ago, and it stirred something in me. At the time I wrote it, I didn't believe a single word of it.

“Well, stay curious. And brave. You're not stuck where you are forever. It might take you a month or another seventeen years, but you will find something that keeps your soul alive. And it will be worth every minute searching for it.”

Sure, I was clinging on to life with a grim conviction that one day it wouldn't be so painful just to be alive. But that life could actually be good? Hard to imagine. 

For many years I never dared to look back, but today I feel brave enough to do so. 

And I see one of the darkest periods of my life. I see all the tears and panic attacks and hopelessness and anger. I see the days when I was sure I wouldn't make it to today. I see the wounds and scars that this time has left on me that will probably take some time to heal completely, if ever.

But there is something else that I see even more clearly. Little moments that shine as bright and warm as stars in the night sky.

I see the conversations with the most amazing people over tags, DMs, texts, phone calls, video calls that have brightened my days - and then the absolute joy of meeting my friends in person, being invited into their lives, going on trips, spending a wonderful time together, and the prospect of so many more visits to come.

I see moments of being brave, silly and irresponsible - and being highly encouraged to do so - and how that has given me my spark back.

And yes, I also see Good Omens, the comfort it continues to provide in spite of everything. And, of course, the amazing fandom, with its wonderful creators and creations that bring so much beauty to the world. 

I see the hours I spend writing, the joy (and agony) of bringing a vision to life, and the pride of actually finishing something - and then having people take the time to read my stuff and actually like it (still feels unreal). I see myself getting excited about new ideas that may never see the light of day, but that I still love telling to people who are equally excited about them. 

I see the people who have come to me for support or encouragement, who have made me feel helpful, who have made me feel like a relevant part of their writing process and their lives, which still fills me with awe.

I see the journey of finding love, for people, for experiences, for things, and loving them deeply. 

I'm standing here and I can say with certainty: I feel loved. And I'm so grateful for the ways, big and small, that people show it to me again and again.

I see all these people holding my hand and waiting patiently with me until sun rose again and beyond. And I feel at peace. 

And I can look back and embrace it all. 

So is everything all right now? 

No. I still have bad days, I'm still bitter about the challenges behind me, and I see the challenges ahead, and I know I have a long way to go, to create a life I want.

But I'm here. 

I feel alive.

I'm so, so happy to be alive. 

I'm beaming with excitement for the beautiful moments to come, however few or small they may be.

And it's worth every minute, every year I've spent looking for something to make me feel that way. 

So to all of you: Thank you.

You matter, to me, to the world, to someone in your life. 

Happy New Year!

[queer-reader-07]

that saying that's like "to be loved is to be known" always gets to me because i think that's what i'm trying to convey when i talk about love being stored in the memes you send you friends that make you both laugh out loud, and the info dumps you sit through because you know your friend is oh so passionate, and the messages that go "hey, i saw *insert band* you like is coming to our city. do you wanna go?" to be loved is to have people know exactly what will make you smile. to love others is to have things that makes you think of them and go "i should send them this." yeah, i think to be loved really is to be known.

[sga-owns-my-soul]

🥺🥺🥺 my partner sent me $100 randomly with the message "treat yourself" and when i asked him what it was for he just said "you deserve it"

Y'ALL THIS MAN

[exorcist-taylor-kaine]

I've been here on tumblr for so long that when I first made Kaine, even though I was 12-13 I don't remember if I thought I'd even make it to the point where I am.

If I look in the mirror, I'm 25 at this point (have been since August)- This is what Kaine would look like for the rest of her life. How fucking wild is that.

Here's to many more years, and hopefully aging up just as gracefully and weird as I have been this whole time.

[umilily]

Since I can't draw for shit, I sadly can't make one of those yearly lookbacks, but there's something else I'd like to put out there as a sort of year-in-review (and to celebrate a little):

Once more – true to my brand – I managed to time things so spectacularly that I’m proud (?) to say that today is actually my one-year anniversary of posting fic. To be fair, I doubt that this will become an international holiday like any other minor ones going on atm, but nevertheless I just wanted to take a moment to write down some thoughts on that (because ah, yes, of course, more rambling from me), even if it’s just for myself to look back on both an occasionally very unusual, weird year.

No pressure to read or digest any of this, I think the only thing I really want to say to anyone who’s bothered reading this far (both this post and the things posted over the last year) is a huge thanks. If you had told me last December that a decision made while under the heavy influence of Ibuprofen and caffeine to combat one of the nastiest colds I ever had, would snowball into a year filled with kind words from strangers and new friends, I would have probably written you off as a fever dream. Oddly enough, it wasn’t, so somehow now I’m here writing this post that already feels too pompous, but that I can’t help wanting to type out regardless.

My own corner of the vast internet unexpectedly became a lot more populated than I’ve ever known it to be. Which feels hilariously ironic when I think about that at the same time, living abroad essentially nuked my social life with friends and family many hours away. But even if I still am very much reclusive – a rare encounter I suppose – and have only talked to very few people who hang around here, I’m still so very grateful for all the kind words from everyone found for me and my writing. Thank you all for keeping me company through me essentially just going “fuck it we ball” continuously.

The last year had some stretches that have been exhausting and rough and I think sticking with something self-indulgent and light-hearted kept me from going nuts at times. I’m not the type to make new years resolutions and when last year I told people that mine was “Doing things poorly”, it likely was the most confusing one they heard so far. For me personally, it was the best one out there, so I will be renewing that and (as proudly as possible) continue to do things poorly in 2024 as well. If people stick around for a laugh or two, I will take it as the highest praise and compliment.

On a more personal front, there is a good chance that I will start working full-time within the next year, so I also just wanted to take this chance for a little heads-up. If I end up disappearing for longer than what you’re used to from me being chronically online, it’s probably because I managed to fool people into hiring me and sadly not because I finally made the smart decision to become a hermit in the woods or retire to the seaside. (Or well, I might end up reacting the exact opposite. Because when have I ever made responsible, adult decisions regarding how to spend my free time? Who needs sleep when you can contemplate the enigmatic, inner machinations of your blorbo’s mind on the topic of coffee or Ikea furniture?) I will do my very best to be as consistent as possible, because even if I do get busy, writing has been something that brought me much more joy than I could have anticipated, and I would like to keep that going.

With that, I think I’m finally done and all that’s left for me to do is saying thanks again and wishing you all a relaxing holiday season and a good start into the new year! <3

[fierceyetflawed]

mannnn I love tumblr

[noxvee6]

HEY HEY YOU!!! hi, helloo hi honey hi I just wanna say that I love you and that you're awesome and that I love being your friend and qpp and I love it when you share your art with me >3<

I never answered this sorry 😭

I love you so so much, Mike. I hope you keep inspiring me to be a better person than how you found me and I hope to be in your life for a long time /gen

❤❤❤❤❤

[justarandompersonxd]

I washed all of my clothes yesterday. But i can't not wear his hoodie. It's too safe. And i need all the safety i cann get at work. At least it's only day 2 of wearing it.

[aceparagoned]

once again, I'd like to thank everyone for being super patient with me as far as getting back up to speed is concerned. I still have a lot of drafts and asks to answer, but those will come in due time. y'all really do make being here worth it, and for that, I can't thank you guys enough! ♡

[lunaetis]

@muraenide asked :

He finds her on the floor, exhausted from what he assumed to be cleaning Ramshackle dorm. It's too much work for one person and a cat who is reluctant to help. Jade scoops her up into his arms and takes her to the dilapidated couch. It's falling apart, but it'll do for now. He shrugs his coat off and spreads it over her petite body, up to her neck, as he tucks her in. Brushing her hair over her head, he places a kiss on her temples. The living conditions of Ramshackle dorm were terrible. The windows and doors had fallen off their hinges, they were barely there to keep the wind out. Eden might as well be sleeping out in the wild, exposed to the wind, unshielded from the cold. Jade doesn't know how he didn't manage to convince himself that he should have taken a look sooner. He hangs his hat and vest on the clothing stand as he picks up the broom that Eden has left lying on the ground and begins sweeping.

unprompted. || always accepting

​─「エデン」─  cleaning was more work than she had thought. what was she thinking, trying to clean the whole dorm all by herself ? HIGH STAMINA that came with her nature of being a vessel wasn't enough to keep her function after attempting to dust off the entire floor and keeping a CERTAIN CAT from causing trouble. in all honesty, eden wouldn't have minded sleeping outside in the wild if it'd come to that. certainly wouldn't be the first time she had done that either.

                in her exhaustion-induced rest, feeling a touch that wrapped around her made the TRAILBLAZER stir slightly. a presence so familiar which caused her form to nuzzle towards almost instinctively. there was a SCENT that came to her mind, wafting through the air and enveloped her very senses brought a sense of calm. the tender, quiet touch to her temple earned a purring hum, almost like a content feline despite how she probably was more accurately associated with canine than feline. with her mind so DEEP in the much needed rest, she didn't see who it was.

                maybe she didn't have to.

                her breathing regulated, as though her very instinct was telling her she was safe. in this presence, wrapped up in this warmth — nothing was going to harm her. she murmured a single name under her breath. barely audible, it was, but the syllable echoing his name sounded treasured on her tongue. his scent was soothing. when was the last time she had felt so relaxed to let her mind delve deep into slumber in such a way ? she couldn't remember.

                the trailblazer didn't realize how long it had been when her mind was yanked back to present time again. lashes twitched as bleary golden hues reopened to shape the sight before her. ceiling ? a blink, as her frame shifted and the coat that was covering her slid downwards, making her grab it out of instinct —

                wait. this coat ... ?

                line of vision slowly followed the sounds, while her hands held the coat closer to her frame. amber hues finally landed upon the tall frame with his back facing her. he was fiddling with the window she struggled to keep close just last night. silently, she found herself staring. it wasn't like she was ogling over him. no. the way her aureate optics were kept upon him spelled of something softer, something genuine. she had always felt that his smooth, fluid movement was nice to watch, but this was different.

                there was a softer light in her starlit hues, a kind of light that reflected the very reason the organ in her left chest was drumming just a little louder and faster than usual. since when did her eyes follow him ? since when did she find gaze trailing after him almost out of instinct ? since when did his voice, his words, his touch, his very presence, made this foreign world feel ... welcoming. like home.

                " so — " she finally broke the SILENCE that hung in the air before she pushed herself to sit up properly, holding the coat closer to her person. she looked almost like a puppy with her favorite blanket, the way she let his coat wrap around her form like that. it didn't look like she was planning to give it back to him soon. GOLDEN OPTICS were shimmering with mirth as they met his heterochromia, and lips curled into a smile. a tease ? a challenge ? no, not those.

                smitten. absolutely smitten.

                " how much trouble would i be in if i'm not returning this to you ? "

[just-slightly-chaotic]

<3

[hyacinthghoul]

happy impera day!!!

it feels like it's been much longer than one year. i can't tell you how many times i've listened to these songs, but i still jam out just the same. impera is such a special album. it's undoubtedly ghost, but with sounds, melodies, vocals, and lyrical subjects that test the boundaries of just what ghost is. i'm so thankful for tobias and everyone else involved in making this album happen. it is nothing short of spectacular.

[queer-reader-07]

just out here reminding myself that the core of my belief system is faith in the human story

[laurabenanti]

i just wanna thank all the kind friends who wished me a happy birthday and made super pretty benanti things for me ❤︎

now i get to get sappy (because it's my blog and i do what i want)

so, i have not had a good birthday in a decade. haven't had a great one since i was 10 (there was a unicorn piñata, it was glorious).

as sad as it sounds, i sorta just accepted that's how it would be. people usually forget it, or it becomes a "double celebration" for mother's day, or something else entirely. i told myself that, rather have the absolutely crushing disappointment of last year ruin the day, i would instead focus on those who remembered. those who actually wished me a happy birthday, and just... i dunno, showed they cared.

just to give an idea, last year? i spent my birthday entirely alone while my family went to my brother's (heavily delayed because he flunked out because he never went to his classes and also we... are not close. and i kind of hate him. but that's another story) graduation from college (btw he's older than me, for reference, for those who know my exact age). the following day the "birthday dinner" turned into a celebration for him and then for seeing my nephew, so i was shoved into the corner of a booth. i left early, and no one noticed. lastly, the "make up dinner" was two weeks later, and despite it only being my parents, sibling + his wife + my nephew, and myself, i was still ignored. so... yeah, i don't like my birthday. at all. it's a reminder of, not just how much people in general ignore me and my existence, but my own family forgets about me.

this year is honestly the best birthday i've had since i was 10. i don't care if it's stupid, or silly, but it was. a url for a website (that i am so unworthy of but have absolutely amazing friends who gave it to me and i am so excited to change to it when i am out of this damn hotel), birthday wishes from friends in the cs server, a couple of new friends i've made during my gd/benanti spiral, a friend who is still around after a fucking decade.

yeah, you know, my birthday isn't important to anyone, let alone me at this point. but it really, really felt good to get remembered for one day.

okay, enough sap, off to edit this fic.

thanks again, friends, for making this a good one. ❤︎