#for some of you these temperatures are probs normal

[rowenabean]

I got paid for my pottery! For the first time! I wound up with $80 from the 3 things that sold at the exhibition, and it feels appropriate to spend it on something pottery related.

Ok so before everyone immediately clicks on gold:

Fancy tool would be exclusively for carving pottery, a thing I love to do. There's not really a great cheaper option here BUT the fancy tool would not do any other jobs. Single purpose but VERY good at that purpose

Less fancy tools would probably be a nice brush or two and a trimming tool, would make the process of making pots a little smoother. Might be slightly multi functional ie you can also carve with some trimming tools, but not as well as with the really fancy tool

New glazes are always universally fun but I also did just get 2 new glazes when I bought clay recently and I haven't had a chance to test them yet so I don't know if now is the right time?

Adding gold to pieces sounds like amazing fun BUT I would have a lot of learning to do bc you have to fire it at a different temperature to normal glazes etc so I'd have to book out the club kiln for my own pieces, would be so much fun but again I don't know if now is the right time?

(Disclaimer I am absolutely not committing to doing whatever the top answer is. But help me decide.)

[electric-blue24]

For your centaur au with haxoeus ingo I know it's suspension of belief because pokemon however I am autistic and an artist and love thinking about this kind of stuff so. It would be most realistic for ingo to walk on four... Legs? Because of the. Way that a haxours is shaped. The human torso would throw off the balance heavily. However, it would still be very realistic for him to be able to go up to two legs for short periods of time. Controversly, Sawsbuck Ingo would have great trouble going up on two legs for anything more than a toss or short hop or something because he would be more forward heavy. Also, S!Ingo would probably have much better stamina because of both parts of him being warm blooded so there wouldn't have to be as many compromises between the systems.

Wrapping up my thoughts: Haxorus Ingo would be best for Hisui with climbing and stuff on cliffs, but would have to rest much more. Sawsbuck Ingo would be better in Unova because of having more stamina for all day things such as the battle subway, but would have to have more safety precautions in place than normal.

YES, love people indulging my bullshit (im a bit of a biology nerd so i love this nonsense)

H!ingo would be built different from a normal haxorus (obviously) having a longer torso and stronger front legs to accommodate walking on all fours unlike the rest of the axew line that are all bipedal. he'd still be able to stand, walk and even sprint for a bit on two legs thanks to a longer tail balancing the human half out (think of something like a hadrosaur walk vs sprint) but he would usually be quadrupedal, especially when at gear station or on trains because standing at full height i think he'd be over 2m so that plus the axe face is prob not the best indoors.

unfortunately while H!ingo may be ok with the terrain shift to hisui the climate is a big jump form mostly arid unova (especially from right next to a desert where he lived) that and haxours being a unova native pokemon, but from where the axew line is found in-game he's defiantly ok with cave and mountain environments so hes got that going for him.

im not gonna touch the warm blood/cold blood situation hes got going on lets just say he's a bit more reliant on ambient temperatures but can mostly get by thanks to the human half

as for sawsbuck he'd definitely be ok with the cooler temperatures of hisui but seeing as they're the seasonal pokemon i think they're pretty adaptable. would probobly have some issues with the steeper cliffs but i think over all he'd be ok with the new terrain, as for unova gear station is gonna be stair free because large hoofed animals just do not have fun with them. as for anatomy and movement he'd have very good core strength to be able to butt head with things and retaining balance if he decided to rear up, but yeah unless he's leaning on something or for like you said very short burst he basically gets around like a normal elk on all fours

anyway rants over :)

[allfortzu]

reread your datzu fic again and...

"tzuyu's skin looks incredibly pretty against white silk, dahyun realises. maybe they should touch that box more. "

wdym wdym wdymmm!!

maybe they should definetly touch that box more..

(let me yap...)

what if.....

sana staying over at datzu's place, just a simple get together (which ends in a sleep over) and they get out some alcohol, just drinking a little!!!

dahyun would probs be the most sober one, even tho she is slightly tipsy!!

we know how sana is when shes a little drunk.. even more touchy and just so silly!!!

they all sit on the floor, but sana sits down on tzu's lap, making her blush!!

usually, dahyun would feel a little (or more..) jealous, but the thoughts of last time came back, when they called sana (who definetly knew what they were doing)

and she realised how they never really talked about it, so dahyun uses this chance!!

"you know.. sana.. remember when we called you?" usually a normal question right?

"mhm.. i definetly remember... tzuyu sounded so silly, so good..!" sana slurrs out, giggling while slapping tzu's shoulder because its so funny to her for some reason, but tzuyu is all blushing!!!

its like a switch flipped in hyun's head, looking at sana with lidded eyes.

and sana feels like she immideatly sobered up, looking at dahyun and then at tzu who is def blushing because of the praise...

Sana's hands travel around Tzuyu's body and dahyun comes closer, sitting down next to tzu

"Tzuyu" she whispers against her ear, and tzuyu looks to the side, and they kiss and giggle

sana cant hold back her giggling either, leaving a soft kiss on tzuyus neck which got her tensing up and giving her goosebumps..

and hear me out... what if they move it to the bedroom and sana finds the box, looking through it and taking out some things!!

"what about this" and she shows them the silk cloth, and maybe they even tie tzu's hands to the bed... silly!

and a random thought, idk if you would write it but...

what if they use icecubes?

like what if they tease tzu a little, putting them softly on her nipples..

im sorry im yapping omg

I'm glad you liked it enough to reread it, I'm honoured 🥺🥺🫂

I love these thoughts!!! I rlly like saidatzu's dynamics, so I'm very sure I'll eventually get around to exploring more of them (maybe through a sequel of the fic you're talking abt or smth else!)

I'm a little iffy abt characters (just to make the distinction between fiction and reality 🫡) being heavily under the influence in smut though, so I'll probably avoid that,, but I love everything else! smth abt sensory deprivation/temperature play just sounds perf for them 🤧 may i also suggest top!sn and bottom!datzu 🤲

[oneleggedflamingo]

I love your photos! Does Finland get snow a large part of the year? What is your average weather like? I've always wanted to see that part of the world and I thank you for giving me a small glimpse 🥰

Thanks for the ask! ^^ I can answer from the Central-Finland perspective. :D Wow, this got super long, I hope it is helpful. :'D

During some of recent years, the snow has only stuck from December on and stayed until the end of April. We have a week of lovely warm kind spring in April, and then suddenly we are hit with takatalvi/backwinter(?) and it rains up to half a meter of snow in one day. After that new snow melts off spring officially begins in first few days of May.

It is difficult to say what the average weather is like. We have 2-4 super cold stretches during the winter, when it is constantly -20 to -35 degrees of celsius, and in between those the temperature is from -5 to -20 degrees of celcius. And then there are some random +2 to -5 days through out the winter. November is the cloudiest month in my area, once I didn't see a single minute of sunshine from the constant overcast.

The spring days are peaceful and hopeful, and the temperature ranges from -4 to +10. During spring we have clear skies and the air is the driest it can be.

I'm not sure when spring officially changes into summer, maybe when the evenings are warm enough to wear a t-shirt? Maybe summer starts at the end of May?

You will never smell anything better, than the birch tree leaves at 3 to 4 am on the last days of May and first days of June. Seriously, no parfume, candle, lotion or soap matches it.

Some summers are rainy or very rainy, some are drier. We get 2-4 good lighting storms per summer. The day temperature is from +10 to +33. It only goes to + 33 on heatwaves, and down to + 10 on weird rainy stretches. On normal sunny days the temperature is from +19 to + 25.

During the strawberry picking season of 2021, it only rained once for 10 minutes during the work hours. It was a near constant heatwave. But during 2022, it started to rain almost everyday after 1 pm and it often rained a bit late at night, so it was very cold in the mornings. On some rainy days, it was + 10 at 5 am and + 14 at 1 pm, but when the rain stopped, the temperature would quickly rise and remain over + 20. The workers from Czech commented that the temperature of the rainy days felt like their winter (I'm not sure if they were joking or not :D)

I have loved every summer, I like the rains and the heatwaves, I love the sunny days and the cloudy ones. The warm soft wind in June feels kinda magical, there is something special about it.

The feel of autumn starts to creep in on last days of August. Eventhough September/syyskuu translates into autumn month, there are still some warm days (t-shirt and shorts weather) in September, but all of the evenings are cold. During September the air is most humid and the ground wetest.

I'm not sure when autumn turns to winter. October and November are cold, gray and dark. We get some snow in November, but usually not a lot, and it doesn't really stay. You start wearing wool socks and a thicker jacket in November, since the temperature is from -4 to +3. The true winter is probs from December to April.

In summary, spring is lovely, kind and safe, summer is lovely, kind and safe if you prepare for both rain and heat, early autumn is safe and fine, late autumn is depressive and evil and winter tries to kill you.

If you visit Finland I recommend spending your time in the countryside, cause Helsinki is only worth going to for a weekend trip. There is no silence, the air is filled with polution, you never smell anything good, and the ''city forests'' (in my area at least) feel like a scam, because of the constant loud traffic noise. Also you can only see one or two stars from the light pollution. Also the winter in cities is horrible for pedestrians, cause the sidewalks are either skating rinks or filled with thick icy slush.

[mackjlee9]

Morning, Lee! Its getting cold here again, so now im in a blanket and with a plushie feeling cozy. Wanted to share some cozy so feel hugged in a blanket (i know it prob real warm for you he sorry). Might even have snow agian next week, we are not getting anything above 10°C Luv to u, my Handsome~~ 💕

Damn, I had no internet all morning 😐😐 but now I do 😝

And yeah, it's hot here, 35°c currently but this is like, normal summer temperature here lol. The only time it snowed here, I was four/five and I was sick 💀 so I couldn't go play outside sadge

Ooh~ let me~!! I can cut your hair!!!

[somesunnyda-y]

Okay but he's happy and I'm happy and life is good :D

[innocent-until-proven-geeky]

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[laserdog10]

Ruby, Jaune, and Nora all make a pillow fort together!

But for some reason all three are naked.

My guess is Nora...

Unwind

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It was a rough day for all at Beacon one summer week, tests and quizzes out the ass, cram studying, hot temperatures. Safe to say things were going pretty crummy for the students, even for the renowned Team RWBY & JNPR who always kept their heads held high. To combat the summer heat about half of each went to the gym pool to cool off, but a select few opted to stay behind...

Jaune: Nora, when I said I’d join you guys to cool off-

Nora: Now hear me out! *wearing nothing but a towel*

Jaune: I DIDN’T THINK IT’D MEAN WE GET NAKED!!!

Ruby: -///- *also in a towel*

Nora, ever the wily on the brain, suggested the brilliant idea to relax and kick back in JNPR’s dorm by making a pillow fort! With snacks, drinks, a cooler full of Ice Dust....and wearing nothing but towels to avoid heating up in their gross sticky clothes.

Nora: Look, I know this seems like a dare between me and Yang or Blake.

Ruby/Jaune: Wouldn’t be surprised...

Nora: *sighs* But it isn’t, Ruby and I just wanted a fun day with our friends since “You and Ruby would turn the swimming pool into a water warzone.”

Jaune: Also not surprising, but that would be fun too?

Ruby: Nora however went overboard...

Nora: Oh don’t act like you didn’t jump at the idea the moment I said it involved J-

Ruby: AYYAYAYAYAY PLEASE STOP!!! >///<

Jaune: U-uhhh...!

Nora: Anyway, get in your birthday suit, put on a towel, and let’s chill, literally!

Seeing as he had no real way out let alone anything else to do, Jaune stepped in the bathroom to come back out minutes later wrapped in a towel like the girls.

Jaune: Well....is it good? *laughs nervously*

Ruby: O///_ ///O

Nora: Ooooohohoho, talk about a gunshow~.

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While having a girl lean on your shoulder was a real heart-racer, having two on both would've made any normal person flatline. Jaune wasn't like most but it took all of his willpower not to pitch a tent under his towel with both girls leaning on him...with their chests encloses around his arm.

Nora: O-k-k-kay I d-didn't expect the Ice Dust this ef-f-fective.

Ruby: B-b-better than the heat though r-right?

Jaune: You g-got that right in a way! Hoooo...thanks Nora, in all honesty this was pretty fun.

Nora: No prob Jauney! Sorry if it was too "off the wall" with me as usual, eheh.

Ruby: I'd rather this than be in my corset all day.

Nora: Awwww, thanks guys!

As the trio hugged both girls mouthed to each other so Jaune couldn't see.

Ruby: "Should we tell him we're wearing sports underwear, making the towels unneeded?"

Nora: "Nah, that's twice the fun, for us~." *winks*

Ruby: "...you're the most devious and amazing wingwoman in this school."

(A/N: @naughtyweiss I AM SO SO SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG TO MAKE! 😭)

[syubub]

BTS cuddle habits

Hi guys! I wanted to have a fun little silly read on what their cuddle habits are! It's cute and light and soft so I thought it might be nice!

Disclaimer: this is entertainment only and not to be taken as fact. This is only my interpretation!

Oki let's begin

💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

Seokjin

The first thing I thought of when I saw this is that he's not a strong grip cuddle kinda guy

He's more of the "if you're there and need cuddles I'll do it I guess" kinda guy

I think too he's very vigilant and whomever he is cuddling he is very aware of how to maximize the other person's comfort?

Like it almost seems for him, he'd be fine without cuddles

It's just not important to him as much as it is for others

But he knows that some people feel good when they get cuddles

So

All this to say

He doesn't preticularly seek out cuddles and prefers to be the one doing the cuddling

He knows that it's a way to give others comfort

It's definitely a low energy kinda thing for him too

I think any kinda pseudo cuddle would be preferable

Like, "I'm laying next to you and tapping your head, does that count"

Lol

It's a way to show comfort and to show that he's there for the person.

Definitely takes that time to learn more about why the person might be sad or in need of cuddles

It's a perfect time to talk it out

Definitely platonic cuddles wouldn't faze him at all

10/10

Very comforting

He'd give advice if needed or prompted

Wouldn't particularly tangle himself up with the other person

More like comforting "I'm here for you" back rubs and taps

Playing with hair

Yoongi

STOP

Yoongi no

Okay

So

He's definitely more cuddly with his s.o than he his with friends

His cuddle style is very balanced

Probably likes to mirror his cuddle buddy

So like, facing each other

Probably holding hands

Also spooning and he'd be down for little spoon or big spoon depending on how he's feeling

Let me get a bit honest here

Cuddling for yoon is like holding the entire world

Sounds dramatic lol

It's a super intimate thing to share personal space like that

Even more than sex for him because the only objective is comfort and holding space for him and his person

Kinda. Intimacy in any form that it takes is really special and intense for him when it regards someone he truly cares for

This is about cuddles and not about how yoongi regards the act of bumping uglies

So

Platonic cuddles are a little less... wanted for him

Not that he hates it or anything. He just likes his space and would actively search for platonic cuddles often if every (if he knew a more physically affectionate person really needed to be held and comforted he wouldn't mind providing that but its just not something he typically looks for)

Because the thought of sharing such close personal space with someone is quite.. daunting? He feels a bit flustered

This is all heavily focused on yoongi preferring to have his cuddles with the people that he has the utmost respect for and trusts with his life

Definitely most comfortable with a romantic partner though

Definitely would love to have his hair played with and would reciprocate the favor

When things get rough in his head I think he would prefer to be held

Or like

I heard "held together"

Oof yoobi

Overall it's seems to be an act of trust and love and respect and anyone who gets a yoongi cuddle should feel honored

You guys

Just look at this cards

I CANT

Hoseok

Yo

Hobi Is definitely an enthusiastic cuddle buddy

Probs prefers to hold the other person

Definitely loves platonic cuddles all the way

Very much physical affection

Also very light and fun and giggly

Like, yoons is a more emotionally heavy feel

But hobis is so light and fun and recharging

It's not the destination

Like its not an event to have cuddles for him

It's almost as natural and fluid as just going in for a hug?

It's a continuation of a hug

Hobi snuggles more than cuddles?

Like any burst of affection he just goes in for a snuggle squeeze

I think as a human his body temperature is just always warm too

Versatile cuddles

Kinda octopus-esque

Can be kinda like a quick little battery charge for him

A good solid hobi cuddle would be like transporting to a new world where there are no worries

Very nice and secure

Would probably like sunshine cuddles or outdoor cuddles (without bugs)

I think sometimes he just likes to share his space with other people

Very warm friendly lovely I love it

Namjoon

Joon

Joo

Bb

Soft

Talk about tension release lol

Cuddles for him aren't something he seeks out often but when he does...

It's like taking the cap off of a soda

Definitely a daydream type

Idk why but I think he cuddles himself? Like when he's super stressed

He probably hugs himself

Or maybe he has a weighted blanket?

He definitely has a calm way to sooth himself

But with other people

I think he likes more mellow, soft type cuddles

Definitely a repetitive movement type of person

Like gently tapping/patting or making shapes

I can't tell of he would like that or if that's what he does

Probably drifts to sleep if cuddling for a longer time lol

It's very seren and lovely energy tbh

A sleepy morning type of cuddle would probably help him calmly sort his thoughts and plans for the day

Just time to exist

Platonic cuddles y e s

Like I said, it wouldn't be something that I would see him searching for often at all

But its very helpful for him when he does

This makes me think of one time I went to a park with my friend

we found a nice patch of soft grass and had a nice little cuddle just existing in each others presence and feeling a nice soft breeze bring in the sweet summer smell

It was just kinda like time stopped and I could daydream and look at my priorities without feeling overwhelmed by them??

Like having a person physically with you to anchor you to reality and provide comfort

Idk it's just such a nice lovely type of thing that is really special when those moments come around

Jimin

Definitely loves cuddles

We know this

But this is really sweet

It's very emotionally fulfilling and I think it's an easy way for him to show his love and appreciation for someone

This sounds dumb but I think he physically tries to morph his body to other people?

Like cling film?

It's really cute?

Tbh any kinds of cuddle is a good cuddle for chim

I think physical touch just in general is really important for him

cuddles make him feel loved bc sometimes he needs to be reminded

Definitely will cuddle or be cuddled

With the 8 of wands I think he just kinda goes with the flow really

The ace of cups makes me almost see it as an exchange of energy?

Like swapping good vibes or recharging your good vibes

It's really sweet

I bet he'd be the type to make it a special event on occasion

Like all the blankets and pillows and a movie or book or album or something

And just be comfy

Comfy is the best way to describe this

Comfy

10000% platonic cuddles

No one is spared

(Some are spared)

It's not like he's attached to them or needs them to breath

But physical touch is really important for him

And this is very optimal

I also think he'd be the type to go for drive by cuddles?

The 8 of wands can be a fast card so

Quick cuddles

Little snuggles

V good

10/10

wouldn't mind face to face cuddles at all

THIS ALL JUST FEELS SO WARM AND NICE

like a freshly washed blanket that's all warm and smells nice

Yes

Taehyung

Jesus

It was hard enough trying to interpret normal cards and you throw me this shit??

Here we go

It's definitely a mental resting point to have some good cuddles

Tae can be quite a physical person too so it doesn't suprise me to see

It almost feels solitary?

But not physically obviously

Kinda like joon he really benefits from having a reality anchor

But

He might be physically resting

And his mind is resting too

But??

It's like he fucking Astral projects or some shit

Hear me out

It's like having a safe and comfortable environment being with someone you trust

He just kinda

Lifts up??

Like this might seem like daydreams to him but it's like... the Astral?

Lol definitely unexpected

It's not like this everytime

He benefits from cuddles when he is having a hard time and needs comfort

Also just because it's something that he finds relaxing

But like, let me explain

Death is like letting go of attachments

Four of swords can be like meditation

Wheel of fortune can be like opportunity or destiny?

And like, we all know tae has his angel and stuff

I think maybe his angel or guides or whatever take any opportunity where he is in a good enough state to just... yank him up to them??

THIS SOUNDS DUMB

But think about it

If he's comfortable and in a mental state where this is possible, it would be the perfect opportunity??

Like?

I want to expand on this later maybe

It doesn't exclusively happen when he's cuddling its just a time where his mind is open to it?

Also yes platonic cuddles yes yes yes

Wtf tae?

Jungkook

These are all the cards that came out and all of them are relevant apparently

So

Firstly let's look at that lovers card and the magician

He's definitely down for a good cuddle and it's a sign of trust for him

Having a nice restful time where he can idly chat with someone probably helps him work through situations in his head

The magician can signify a powerful man...

I think he really enjoys being held and like, holding people tightly

Like it feels more secure like that

Definitely a release of stress and worry

Probably prefers cuddles more in the evening after he's worked hard and done stuff bc then he feels like he's earned the right to relax

Definitely down for platonic cuddles but with people he knows super well

This might sound weird but

I bet if the chance to cuddle arrives and it's not a suprise like "hey come here and cuddle" kinda thing he'd prepare

Like if there was a movie night and he knows it's gonna be nice and comfy he'd probably wear his favorite hoodie or shirt or whatever and pjs or sweatpants or whatever

Whip out the nice body butter

Some good smells

Fresh fabric softener smells

In a 100% not creepy and very platonic way

That sounds sarcastic but its not

Its called self care

Would also be the type to seek out cuddles if he has a bad day

Like the kind to flop down beside someone or put his head in their lap and just non verbally demand cuddles?

Like, have you ever been super frustrated and you just need someone to pet your hair? Or like hold you bc your working out your own shit internally?

Yes

It probably doesn't happen often and not when something really big is bothering him

Just smaller things

Would like repetitive motions/soothing motions

The six of swords make me think soft rocking would put him directly to sleep lol

Kinda like cars too

Very nice very nice

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This was intresting and I didn't really know what it would be like but I didn't think it would be this lol tae was unexpected

Who are you guys most like? I think I'm maybe part jungkook and part yoongi? I'm not the most touchy feely person with friends but I am a lot more with partners. Jungkookie style cuddles is me when I'm around people that I've know for forever and are really good friends. Pull out good blankets, clothes, candles ect. Anything for optimal comfort. Joon style cuddles definitely sound like the most relaxing thing in the planet and makes me a bit nostalgic

[edna-skiffens]

Lean On Me - 1.5K

Summary: You are under the weather but Harrison is there to make it better. That rhymed.

Word Count: 1.5K

Warnings: fluff as always bc it’s me, being sick 🤢, idk prob nothing else

A/N: I started this a little over a month ago when I was sick. Picked it up again a couple of weeks ago when I got sick again. Finished it after I had a stomach bug this weekend. So if you liked it you can thank my shotty immune system.

You didn’t wake up when Harrison did. He was an early riser and you.. were not.

You were, however, a light sleeper and would usually wake up when he rolled out of bed, no matter how quiet he attempted to be.

But today when you woke up, you noticed he wasn’t there. Then, almost immediately, you noticed the aches covering your entire body.

Without even looking at the clock, you decided you could use some more sleep.

When you woke up again, you weren’t feeling any better. You decided to get up anyway and try to push through. Maybe you just needed some breakfast and to move around a bit.

You made your way into the kitchen after grabbing one of Harrison’s hoodies to help with the chills. You were staring at the open fridge for who knows how long when you felt him come up behind you.

“There’s my sleepy head.”

“Huh?”

“It’s almost noon. I was starting to get worried, but figured everyone deserves a day to sleep in now and then.”

Noon? You had no idea. Sure, you slept later than Harrison, but not that late.

You were still standing in front of the fridge, processing Harrison’s information. You must have looked as confused as you felt, prompting Harrison’s next question.

“Love, are you alright?”

“Yeah. Yeah I don’t feel the best, but I’m okay.”

“Well, why don’t you go sit down? I’ll make you some lunch. Or breakfast.. Brunch!”

You gave him a small smile.

Normally you would put up more of a fight, wanting to prove your independence. Today, you didn’t feel like standing anymore. So you shuffled over to the barstool and sat down, leaning your weight on the island.

“What sounds good, darling?”

“I don’t know.”

He turned towards you and gave you a look of concern.

“Are you sure you’re feeling okay? You do sound a little hoarse.”

“Yeah, I just don’t know what sounds good. I guess nothing sounds particularly appetizing.”

“Want to start with some toast? Some fruit? Maybe you will have more of an appetite in a bit.”

“Okay.”

Shortly after, he made the food and placed it in front of you, adding a quick kiss on your forehead as well. He pulled back and his smile fell. He placed a hand on your forehead to double check.

“Y/N. You’re burning up.”

“Really? I was freezing when I woke up.”

“Let me grab a thermometer.”

When he came back and took your temperature it confirmed his suspicions.

“You have a fever.”

“Maybe that’s why I don’t feel so good.” You mumbled while playing with the toast.

”Love, why don’t you go back to bed.”

You barely made a dent in your ‘brunch’ and your head was leaning so far forward you were practically laying on the counter.

“That sounds nice.”

“I have a Zoom meeting in a few minutes. But if you need me I can reschedule-“

“No, babe. I’ll be fine.”

“Okay.” He looked you over to make sure you seemed fine. “I’ll come and check on you after that okay?”

“Okay.”

“Text me if you need anything.”

“I’ll be fine, Harrison.”

You crawled back into bed and almost dozed off until your stomach started turning.

Oh no.

You jumped up and ran to your ensuite bathroom just in time to bring up the few bites of Harrison’s brunch you managed to get down. When you were sure everything was out, you used some toilet paper to wipe your mouth and flush.

Exhausted from vomiting your guts out, you did not have the energy or strength to get off the floor. It was then you realized your phone was on the bedside table if you needed Harrison, not that you would interrupt his meeting anyway.

Instead you curled up on the tile floor of the bathroom, “I’m just going to rest here for a moment.” You told yourself.

The cool tile felt good on your hot skin, as your chills had traded themselves for hot flashes. You stripped the hoodie away and used it as a makeshift pillow on the cool floor. “Just for a moment” until you regained your strength to go back to bed.

“Thanks. Bye!” Harrison ended his zoom and was anxious to check on you.

You hadn’t texted him, but he didn’t think you would anyway. You took such pride in being able to take care of yourself.

It was quiet as he made his way through the apartment and he assumed you were sleeping. When he made it to your room and the bed was empty, he was proven wrong.

Confused, he began looking around. Not seeing you in any other part of the house, he checked the bathroom. The door wasn’t shut so he quickly saw your body curled up on the bathroom floor, asleep. He noticed you were left in your tank top and sleep shorts with his hoodie now under your head, sweat sticking across your skin.

He wanted to let you sleep, but he also wanted to check in and see how you were feeling. Give you some medicine for your fever.

“Y/N?” He gently rubbed your arm. You stirred a bit before opening your eyes. “Hey, love. What happened here?”

“I threw up.” You sounded like a little kid and Harrison found it adorable.

“Yeah I kind of gathered that.” He spoke in a sweet voice still rubbing your side. “How come you’re in here and not the bed?”

“The cold felt good.” He nodded in understanding. “And I was too tired to get up.”

“You should’ve texted me.” He helped you sit up.

“I left my phone in there.” He gave you a sad nod as he rubbed your back.

“You wouldn’t have texted me even if you had your phone would you have?”

“Probably not. I don’t know. I don’t feel good.” You leaned into him and he held you.

“I know, love. I’m here now. What can I do? Do you need to get cleaned up? Do you want a cold rag?” You shook your head no.

“I just want to lie down.”

“Okay I can help with that.”

“I’m kind of dizzy.” You told him. You leaned into him further and your eyes remained shut.

“It’s okay. We’ll take it slow.” He encouraged as he pulled you up. “I’ve got you.”

He slowly helped you back to bed and gathered anything you might need while you got comfortable under the covers.

“Okay. I brought a wet rag in case you get hot again, another blanket and one of my hoodies in case you get cold. Here’s a bucket and a towel in case you feel sick again. Some tissues and water. Anything else?”

“I have a headache. Could you possibly-”

“Say no more.” Less than a minute later he returns with even more items in his hands.

“Here’s some medicine for your headache and it should also help bring your fever down. Here’s the thermometer so we can check it again later. Here’s some crackers because I don’t know if you should take the medicine on an empty stomach, but if you feel sick don’t force it, but if you think you can manage it here they are.” He smiled sheepishly while placing them on the bedside table. “Here’s some Gatorade to help replenish you if you’d rather have that than water. And I brought some movies if you weren’t sleepy yet.”

He finally finished rambling about the various items he brought. You smiled up at him taking in this sweet boy and all that he was. You took the medicine while he continued.

“Or if you want to be alone and rest I can definitely do that. I can go do some wor-”

“Harrison.”

“Hmm? You need something, love?”

“Yeah.” You weakly lift your arms up towards him “Come cuddle me.” He smiled before stripping out of the nice shirt he wore for his Zoom and crawling into bed with you.

“This better?” He asked after pulling you into his arms.

You still felt the aches, the nausea, and the hot flashes, but having Harrison hold you made it better.

“It’s better.” You yawned.

He gave you a kiss on your temple, noting that you weren’t as warm as you were before.

“Why don’t you try to get some rest, okay? I’ll be here when you get up. And then we’ll lay here and watch movies and I’ll make some soup.”

“Okay.” You leaned your head against his chest. “Thank you for taking such good care of me.”

“Of course. That’s what I’m here for.”

“Love you.”

“Love you too, precious.” He smiled down at you, already asleep against his chest. “Feel better.”

[gh0st-write]

Hello I am back! I am in love with your writing, the venti one turned out so good !! 🥺🥺 may I trouble you with another request? Lil baby clemmy wants to be fed. I now ask for some fluff with Kaeya, because I’m in love with himm����❤️ Also we should be friends!! ❤️

A/N: Welcome back shaw tea

Bestie I’m so down to be friends whaat UPPP 😻😻

Pronouns: G/N

CW: Cursing (always is HAHHA); alcohol/drinking {wine}

So to get started while he may seem like he’s cold his body temperature is normally warm and norma, however he can drop it and can also with stand very cold temperatures fine prob why his titties always out

But this little shit... he loves to make his hands freezing cold and put them on you at random times I stg-

: You were cooking dinner in the kitchen while your loving boyfriend was finishing up some paper work in his office down the hall. You were making some spaghetti -y’all rocking with the noodles?-, standing over the oven stirring the boiling pasta. Unknown to you, Kaeya finished his work a few minutes ago and was just cleaning up his desk and headed to the kitchen. He was leaning on the doorway when you noticed him, he had changed into a simple black turtle neck sweater with most likely a boob window and in white sweatpants with black stripes. His blue hair tangled and messy, most likely from him raking his hands through it and sighing while finishing up work. With a deep chuckle he stood up straight and sauntered his way over to you. “Ohoho, what’s this?” He gently wrapped his arms around your torso and left a gentle kiss on the top of your head, to then rest his head on your shoulder, ultimately leaning into you. Turning around you gave him a peck on the cheek and with a smile and soft voice replied, “I’m just making some dinner. You finished already?” With a hum he snuggled his nose into your neck and softly sighed, his face lit up with a mischievous smile. His hands made their way down to your hip, their temperature dropping until they felt like ice on your skin. You jumped with a yelp and whipped around “Kaeya.....”

On the plus side of this, he gives you his little cape all the time to keep warm while he keeps an arm wrapped around your shoulder or waist, tugging you to his side

Drinking!!With!!Him!!

Once he gets tipsy enough he’ll be from flirty to all sappy and sweet, clinging to you like another to a flame

He’d love to hold you close to his chest, whispering sweet nothing into your ears. Wishes and hopes for the future, what he loves about you, how much he loved you, his or your day, or anything that peaks his interest or he feels like talking about. His voice is very soothing and helps ease you to sleep every time

Sometimes however, you’ll need to be the one to comfort him

On the nights where the past catches up to him and he’s too tired to run and farther. On the nights when the nightmares plague his mind and shivers rack his body

On those nights, he’s completely vulnerable to you, a very rare sight and a way to show how he trusts you with his entire being

On those nights you hold him and whisper gently to him, holding him as the sobs and shakes turn into hiccups and small whimpers as he curls up more irl you and snuggles up closer, slowly drifting to sleep

It’s those nights you’re reminded how hurt he has been, and how much he loves and trusts you to be able to allow you to see that side of him, to allow you close to comfort him and to trust that you too won’t leave or betray him

It’s those nights you see how truly human this man is, and how much he truly and genuinely loves you so

[food-in-your-mitch]

Heat Wave

My first of hopefully many Ronstadt fics!

It’s a damn hot day in LA and Ronstadt is having trouble beating the heat. Then Gus stops by for a visit...

Suggestive but sfw

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Good lord, is it hot in here...

I wipe the sweat from my brow with the back of my hand. I’m sure by now I’ve left a Ronstadt-shaped sweat stain on my couch, and the box fan positioned on the coffee table isn’t doing jack squat for me. The a/c still isn’t fixed and the air is nauseatingly stagnant outside, so no breeze to flutter in through my window. So I’m sitting in the dim stillness of a living room with all the lights turned off, downing glass after glass of water to replenish my sweat tanks.

I think there’s some weird irony in sitting by yourself in a dark living room. What living can I possibly be doing?

Suddenly, a loud crash pulls me from my revelry. Whatever it is, it shakes the floor beneath my sweaty feet and makes the box fan wobble on its base. I’m about to make myself more alert, shaking myself out of my heat-induced stupor, but the crashing sound is quickly followed by a shout. A shout, then a whoop, then an exclamation of success. It’s just Gus. I settle back into my sweat stain.

Either Gus doesn’t feel the heat the same way that I do, or it’s magnitudes cooler in his garage than it is here. I don’t even have the time to ponder before I hear his footsteps thundering upstairs to my door. I peel myself off of the couch and open the door before he can get in his first knock.

“Hey, Ronstadt!” He greets me cheerily and lets himself inside. I sigh and steel myself; I’m not exactly in the mood for company. I gesture languidly to his arm, where he has a box of something tucked under his pit.

“What you got there?”

His friendly smile morphs into a mischievous grin. “Well, remember that mini fridge I told you about?”

I nod.

“And how I had so much shit buried in front of it that I couldn’t even open it?”

I nod again. “Yes. I remember the mini fridge.”

“Well,” he continues, interrupting me just quickly enough for me to bypass it. “I got to the damn fridge and look what I found!”

He slams the box down onto my coffee table.

“...Beer?” I ask quizzically. That’s what he was making such a racket about?

Gus smiles brighter. “Not just any old beer, Ron.”

I grimace at the nickname.

“In this box right here are two whole cases of genuine Cold And Lonely Mountain IPA.”

He says that as if it means anything to me.

“Knew I still had some laying around somewhere.” He continues and squats down beside my coffee table to open up the pack of booze. “Last place I had to look was that mini fridge! They’re nice and cold from bein’ in there for so long, figured I’d share.”

He hands me a can that’s dappled in condensation, and the feel of it in my grip is like heaven on earth. I resist the urge to rub the can on the back of my neck like a girl in a cheesy porno. You know the ones. The girl’s car breaks down on a hot day by some spooky old gas station and she spends her remaining quarters on a cold can of pop, but instead of drinking it like a normal person she rubs it across her chest and the gas station owner catches a glimpse of her and... well, I’m sure I don’t need to spell the rest out for you.

Instead, I press the can to the insides of my wrists.

“Ah, I’m not really a beer drinker, Gus.” I say, trying to let him down gently. What I wouldn’t give for a mai tai right now, but the thought of dragging my sweat-soaked body down to the bar makes me feel lightheaded. Gus just waves his hand like he’s swatting away an invisible fly.

“Just try it, for Pete’s sake. C’mon, they’re ice cold!” He cracks open his cold one and settles himself into my sweat stain before I can stop him.

I shrug and pop open my can as well, seating myself down on the opposite side of the couch. He’s already crumpling up his can in his fist before I’ve even taken my first sip.

When the beer hits my tongue, it’s like the Mojave meeting the pacific. The room temperature water I’d been chugging all day has nothing on this, even if it isn’t a mai tai. I hum in appreciation.

“It isn’t bad... thanks for sharing.” I say, and take another sip.

“No prob, bob!” He shoots back at me with a grin and a click of his tongue.

In about ten minutes, we’ve both downed four cans and I’m feeling the buzz that comes along with drinking on an empty stomach. So is Gus, if the way he’s made himself comfortable on my couch is anything to go by. He’s spread out like a drunk starfish, and I reach out to the table to grab two more cans and I pass one over to him. He grins his thanks, all sharp teeth and smarm.

He pops the can open lightning fast and tips his head back as he drinks. His throat bobs as he gulps and I can very clearly see the rivulets of sweat slide down his long neck and disappear beneath the collar of his shirt... an undone button-up, obnoxious and garish with its bright blue and palm tree print, and a gray tank underneath, and the neck of it is darkened by his sweat-

I shake my head to get those thoughts the hell out of there. The heat must be driving me crazy. I pop my can open and take a sip, content to just lean back and watch Gus. I don’t feel too bad, he likes to be watched. I’d know, I’ve seen Get A Room.

I don’t recommend it, by the way.

The way he smirks at me over his now empty can doesn’t go unnoticed. I feel myself flush like a virgin schoolboy when he pokes his tongue out to lick the beer off the lip of the can.

“Don’t think I don’t notice you staring at me, Ronstadt...”

God he even sounds nice. Maybe it’s the four and a half beers in my system talking, but his voice sounds gravelly. Husky, like he’s trying to talk quietly. Rumbly like it’s an earthquake rising up out of his chest.

Sexy. It sounds sexy.

I really should just kick him out, he’s invading my space.

But the way he darts his tongue out to swipe quickly across his top lip has me second guessing myself.

Has me wishing I was one of his old hotel guests.

Shit.

“Ronstadt...?”

His timbre breaks my focus. I can hear the dammed grin on his face before I even look at it.

“Yeah...” I say, like an idiot. Gus just gets up and tucks the half-empty box of beer back under his arm. He pats my cheek twice with his free hand and I resist biting him like an angry chihuahua.

“I’d better get goin’, anyway...” he says, unprompted, like he’s trying to get me to make him stay. I’m not falling for it.

“Yeah, guess you’d better.” I crunch my empty can in my fist but I only succeed in making Gus laugh.

“I’ll see what I can do about that damn busted A/C. See ya, Ronstadt...” he clicks his tongue at me again and I throw my beer can against the door after he clicks it shut.

If I thought I was sweaty before, that was nothing compared to how wet I am now.

Whatever. I’d consider it a blessing to die of heatstroke with my hand down my pants. Or at the very least, it would be an appropriate way to go.

[tstrangeauthor]

Writing Winter/Fall Settings

~tstrangeauthor on IG~

Hey all! I figured that not all of you live in places that get cold, and maybe this could be helpful! This will just be a list of stuff that happens when it’s cold ig? I live in New England so temperatures are weird here

First, some people don’t feel the cold as much as others. That’s p basic but it’s true

Sometimes your eyes/nose start to water/run in the cold. 

When it’s snowing and there’s sun it’s HELLA BRIGHT. Like blinding. Probs cuz white doesn’t absorb light right? Idk

Foliage is honestly breathtaking, especially in golden hour. There is this weird, ethereal glow that’s yellows, oranges and reds and it’s so pretty

Blood also bounces on snow! Fun fact if you didn’t know

Wind sucks so much. Especially with long hair. 

Leaves everywhere. Inside the house. Outside. Everywhere

Storms! Blizzards can be scary, lots of snow. Once there was hail but idk if that counted as a blizzard. Lightening interferes with technology. Power outages happen. Branches and trees fall a lot.

Snow SUCKS to shovel. Wear gloves, or else you can get blisters from the shovel. Usually if it’s freezing but you gotta shovel, you go out in FULL gear. Snow pants, hats, gloves, boots yeah. 

There’s different tips of snow! There’s this really heavy kind which is usually good for snowballs and this fluffy kind that’s more slushy than snow

Black ice/clear ice is super dangerous. It’s usually on roads and pavement and you can’t really see it. 

Some days during fall will be pretty warm. Like 70F ish. Other days it will be 50Fish. Winter gets to like 32F>. 

If you’re super cold and put your hands under hot water it HURTS. Do not recommend

Some days I’ll look out and only see white, cuz the snow is so thick

You can also sometimes tell if it’ll be a cold day or not even if it looks perfectly normal? Idk something about the air. It’s crisp. 

People still drink ice coffees in freezing weather. I’m people

Grass freezes sometimes and it’s really pretty. 

Frost in the mornings is basically that but a little whiter

There’s a lot more but this is pretty much the basics. Anything you want to add please do! Or recs for future posts! Stay safe everyone!

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #389

“i’m well aware i’m a danger to myself  /  are you aware i’m a danger to others?”

How much do you weigh? Yeah, we're starting off on a bad foot. If you are outside, what are you most likely doing? Putting Roman's used litter in the trash. Do you think you can love someone without trusting them? Hm... I guess you could love them, but it'd be a complicated situation. What’s your opinion on people who go hunting for sport? If it's purely for sport, from the very bottom of my heart, fuck you. Do you have a fairly fast or slow internet connection? I'd say it's decently fast. Have you ever been someplace tropical? Yeah, Florida. My grandma lived there. Are you sensitive to caffeine? No. It does like... nothing to me. How do you usually get around? My mom's car. Have you ever been accused of being too clingy? No actually, but I know I kinda am. What do you think about Kim Kardashian? I don't have an opinion of her. Can you speak any French? No. Favorite yogurt flavor? The only yogurt I've been liking lately is cookies and cream to add a different texture, because otherwise, I don't like its natural texture very much??? Idk man, my taste buds are wild. How much money do you have in your wallet right now? Just like $5. What bottled water brand do you like? Essentia. Your favorite way to eat chocolate? As chocolate bars, probably. How often do you listen to country music? Like, never. Linkin Park or Avenged Sevenfold? Linkin Park. Last surgery you had? Pilonidal cyst removal. Have you ever played guitar? I briefly took classes for it in high school, yes. Best I got to was playing some of the intro to "Crazy Train." I enjoyed it, but not enough to be consistent and really learn. Is there someone in your life whose career/life choices you find immoral/unethical? Have you ever told that person your views? Do you find it difficult to support them (emotionally or otherwise) because of their choices? I don't think so? What trait do you feel you lack that you wish you possessed? Independence and confidence would be nice... Have you ever considered writing your memoirs? No. Do you find it difficult to stay invested in online relationships? God no. I love my online friends. Half of 'em more than "irl" ones. Are you the type of person who pays close attention to the release dates of movies, music, etc., and will, for example, go see a movie or buy an album on the date it is released? If so, when is the last time you did so? I have to be VERY invested in it to care THAT much. It happened most recently when Meerkat Manor: Rise of the Dynasty premiered. Do you have any stickers on your laptop? No. Would you rather have a job for which you had to go in early in the morning or one you had to stay late into the evening at? Early in the morning. I'm in a better mood in the morning. Do you use any apps to track your health or medications? I have a calorie-counting app, as well as one to track my period. Whose opinions/recommendations do you value most? My mom's, best friend's, and psychiatrist's. If you could’ve been at any historical event, which would you have liked to witness firsthand? I don't really know. Maybe the very first Pride event? Is there something that you really want to do but are afraid of doing? If so, why are you afraid of doing it? Ride a rollercoaster, for one. I know I never will, though. I'm too afraid of throwing up, but even more realistically, I fear passing out before of the twisting and turning and just standing up makes me very dizzy. My blood pressure is STUPID low. What is something society “expects” you to do that you don’t want to do and/or don’t plan on doing? Have kids. That's a big 'ole fat no from me. Have Jehovah's Witnesses ever come to your door? Twice at least. Are you well-known by people in your area? No. Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? No, thank Christ. It sounds terrifying. What's your favourite type of bird? Barn owls. Melanistic ones, to be exact. Stunning. What tv show(s) have you been watching currently? I'm only keeping up with Meerkat Manor: Rise of the Dynasty. Have you ever dated a smoker? For less than a day. Do you share a middle name with any of your siblings? Yes. Have you ever been a member in a band? No. Besides the school band. Can you cry on command? If so, have you ever used it to your advantage? No. Do you have separate emails for personal and business? No. Have you ever missed a flight? Yes. Have you ever seen a lunar eclipse? Multiple times. Have you ever taken a ride in a convertible? I think once with my brother. Why did you last need to use a band-aid? I'unno. What fruit do you eat most often? Apples. Who was the last person you visited in the hospital? My ma. Has someone ever tried to start an argument with you over Facebook? What happened? A few times. I don't feel like thinking over this. Have you ever had an unusual type of milk (eg. oat, rice, almond)? I've tried almond milk, and I hated it. If you could experience life as a Disney princess for a week, which princess would you pick and why? uhhhhhh idk When you’re at home, do you spend most of your time in your room? I'm essentially always in my room. If you like to sleep in late, have your parents ever told you off for doing so? No. Do you find piercings attractive? Yep. Do you like potato chips? Loooove 'em. What’s the most stalker-like/creepy thing you’ve ever done? If you don’t think you’ve done anything like that, what’s the most stalker-like thing someone’s done to you? Nothing beyond checking Jason's Facebook sometimes after the breakup, I think. Even that though I wouldn't recommend doing. You're just going to get yourself hurt. Stay away from exes' profiles. Do you think it’s a double standard that a woman can hit a man and expect to get away with it, but if a man hits a woman it’s assault? Yep. I don't give a fuck what's in your pants, you don't hit anybody unless you're fighting to defend yourself. What’s your favorite old Disney movie and favorite new Disney movie? I mean... define "old." I'll go with The Lion King for old, and for new, uh... Finding Dory, probs. Name something “trendy” or popular that you dislike. I don't really know what IS trendy right now... Is Snapchat still "in?" Because I've never gotten that. “Dirty talk” in the bedroom…love it, like it, don’t care, dislike it, or hate it? I think I'm kinda neutral about it? Like I mean it also depends on exactly what is said. I prefer more loving talk, though. What is/are your favorite type(s) of ethnic food, and what’s your favorite food within that type? I'm a basic fatass that likes American cuisine most, aha... Like give me a cheeseburger and I'm happy lmao. How would you describe your relationship with your hair over the years? I love it more now at a short length than I ever did long. When it was long and I was in my deepest depression, I was awful about brushing it. It would get so knotted. Like looking back, it nearly makes me shiver. I HIGHLY recommend cutting your hair for anyone who struggles with selfcare. How do you feel about your SO daily/regularly checking up on a couple of his exes on social media? I'm single, but hypothetically, if you're checking an ex's page nearly every day, I would not be okay with that. I'm totally fine with exes remaining friends and just cordially talking now and again, but that's it. It's a respect thing. Do you prefer your guy to wear cologne or not? I personally like cologne if it's not overwhelming. I really don't care if you wear it or not, though. Ladies, how important is it to you that your SO wears/would wear a wedding ring? This survey is so heteronormative. But anyway, unless there was an issue like it not fitting, I'd want my spouse to wear their ring. What was the turning point that led you to decide for or against having children? There are a lot of reasons I don't want kids. I'm too selfish with my "me" time, I stress out too easily, I don't want to dedicate my life to keeping another person alive and fed and happy, I have bad genes... I could go on and on. I just wouldn't be a good, "present" enough mom. I am much more interested in ensuring *I* am okay. Is having your “dream” wedding really that important to have? Not at all. I mean I want a smooth and memorable wedding, but I'm not obsessed with it being perfect. Do you consider it cheating if your SO goes to a strip club and then doesn’t tell you? That's certainly not cheating, but I wouldn't like it. Being secretive about anything in a relationship is unhealthy, imo. I'd be hurt and also very insecure because I wouldn't feel like "enough." How old is too old for trick-or-treating? Honestly? I don't think you ever are. Like come on, does it REALLY matter? Let people have fun. I don't do it because of societal standards, but I would if I didn't care about being judged. Do you sleep with your arms over or under the covers? It depends on the temperature, but I normally wake up with them under. Do you own any t-shirts of your favorite band? I have an Ozzy one stored somewhere, but it doesn't fit me now. There was another I really liked too, but that one is WAY too small now. Fries or onion rings? Fries. I'm not a fan of onion rings. True/False: you’ve had an odd dream this week. Story of my life. I had one last night where I kept dying in different ways, and I actually felt the pain, like drowning in magma. Do you find tattoo sleeves attractive? YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS. Do you like carving pumpkins? Yeah. What’s an animal you want to have as a pet but can’t? My mom has absolutely forbidden me to get a tarantula (uh, many tarantulas in my case) until I move out, lol. That doesn't stop me from checking Craigslist like every day. ;_; Have your parents ever caught you drinking? "Caught," no. Any time I've drunk, I've had permission or was a legal adult by then. How would you react if your celebrity crush came to your door? First be humiliated at my appearance and then absolutely pass out lmao. Has your mom/dad ever walked in on you kissing or anything more with someone? No, thank fuck. The person you have a crush on is drunk and goes to kiss you, you know they don’t realize what they’re doing, but do you kiss anyways? If I know it's something they wouldn't do sober, absolutely not. What would you prefer to get from a guy/girl: flowers, a hand written poem, a picture he drew of you or a nice night out? Any would be lovely, but the poem would appeal most to me because of the amount of thought that goes into poetry. Do you any shirts with any kind of images of food on them? What? I don't think so, no. Which holiday is the most fun to decorate for? Halloween. What was the first website you had an email account on? Yahoo. Have you ever written a fanfic? No. Tattoos or piercings? Both are grand, but tats win. What’s the last gross movie/show/video you saw? I saw this picture of a snake split open that had eaten another snake. Would you rather live in a huuuge house or a little cozy one? Lil cozy one! I don't want more space than is needed for cleaning reasons, as well as price. Do you have a tutor for anything? No. Who’s the best kisser you know? Jason was. Has anyone ever threatened you with a knife? No. I'd like it to stay that way. (If you’re a girl) Has anyone ever called you "shortie" instead of girl? Ew, no. Do you have a deep voice? For a woman, yes. Do you play games with boys/girls, like 'hard to get’? Hi, I'm an adult. Is there a Sonic where you live? YES. It's my fave fast-food place. What do you like on your pizza? I have three go-tos depending on my mood: Pepperoni, jalapenos, or meat lovers.

[kingsofneon]

Kink ask--omorashi/piss kinks? (No specific characters or ships in mind, but if you have hcs about it, you'd have my full attention.)

No | rather not | I dunno | I guess | Sure | Yes | FUCK yes | Oh god you don’t even know |

okay, look, okay. LOOK. okay. im. very specific abt this one. because A LOT butts right up against me being like Yo that’s Unsanitary. But. I really like this one really specific part of it in like a REALLY INTENSE WAY

just.

like.

the aspect of humiliation in really needing to go and being told not to, squirming as they try and be good or hold themselves back because it feels good to be fucked full while already needy, wanting to concentrate on. being fucked but also so desperate that they can’t concentrate?

and then the relief of being able to go, to let go as asked, the satisfaction of release OR. the humiliation of not being able. to hold it. being debased for making a mess.

eeeeverything else I’m kinda eh/iffy on but. that. gets to me.

(i have headcanons but they’re going under a readmore kdjdj bc otherwise im just gonna have to DIE :) )

mainly i think sabo is into it. smacks itself right into his humiliation kink and he went Oh No and that was it, as soon as he realised it was a kink he couldnt stop thinking about the fact that he often feels really good if he consciously holds back the urge.

he used to get distracted and not pee but then like. after finding out it was an actual kink he pays More Attention to when he has to pee like ‘ i cannot be into this’

but no shocker he is

anyway, scenario of ace/mar finding out is probs smth like, sabo distracting himself on purpose because he does have to get this stuff done but it’s pretty lowkey?

and he doesnt realise koala Knows they have free time and has called his bfs for a surprise (we can say it’s near his birthday so she’s decided she can be nice. as a treat.)

so he’s a little needing-it, but not super there, just an edge at the back of his mind, when ace comes in and puts his hands over sabo’s eyes and is like guess who~

“there’s two guesses, by the way, yoi”

and sabo is like oh!

ofc he first has to tamp down the urge to slam his elbow into ace’s stomach, bc he thought she was koala at first, and he’s trying to say like,  Do Not Sneak Up on him, but thgen he’s like wait it’s my boyfriend being cute. we will allow it....

and he gets to turn around and ace still has his hands over sabo’s eyes and gives him a kiss and he’s like. trying not to smile because. he loves them. and it’s really nice to be surprised like this. Normally he has to go visit them instead, they don’t often get to see him.

a Moment of makeouts and soft grinding and physical affection and then Ace is like you should show us around the base!!

and sabo’s like I could show you my bedroom? (eyes emoji)

but Marco just grins at him and he’s like “nahhh, we have time for that later.”

Sabo wants to groan at his cheese but he’s also like okay Fine, dork. Because. he does just like spending time with them and he wasnt super riled up

but.

it does mean

he totally forgot that he needed to piss

it isn’t until an hour later that it suddenly comes back with a vengeance, and sabo’s like ah shit. I had like a fuckton of water. And they’re. hmmm. maybe half-way on a hike or smth? sabo is showing them the revo dock. bc normally the two of them fly in lmao (makes it easier to hide their connection, if Marco flies them both in)

and also the dock is pretty and leads into a beach and it’s disguised as a abandoned fishing town/tourist trap, so he thought they’d like it.

and they do, if the fact that Ace hasn’t stopped grinning, is anything to go by. he just. also. needs to pee. and ace’s smile needs to stop distracting him.

but ace keeps dragging him around and he doesn’t want to say anything, so he’s like nah! it’s gonna be totally fine! We can stop for some food or snacks and I’ll just have a moment to myself then.

but also he’s trying not to get a little turned on. aching to go, and also, thinking about how humiliating it’d be, for his boyfriends to see him hard when they’re just hanging out for kicks, or how nice but confused they’d be, if Sabo accidentally-

and he stops the thought RIGHT THERE because he absoLUTELY cannot live if he thinks about that, and indulges that fantasy, and then Marco places the back of his hand against sabo’s forehead and he’s like huh??

“You look really flushed, Sabo,” Marco says, frowning at him. And it’s an Actual Frown, not a teasing frown. “I think you’re getting sunburnt.”

Sabo spluttering a protest but then Ace drags him into the shade of some rocks and. well. it does actually feel a lot better in the shade, but now that he’s stopped he just. can’t distract himself. pressing his thighs together but trying to look natural, Marco and Ace just chatting and it is Totally Normal he absolutely isn’t desperate to pee, feeling it throb and-

oh shit, oh fuck, that was definitely a leek, Sabo can feel it, the sudden release of tension rocketing through him, feeling so good, and he gives a tiny, sharp little gasp and bites his lip and Marco / Ace are like "Sabo? What’s wrong? Are you okay?” and they’re just touching him, Ace trying to pick away at his coat to see if he’s injured, Marco feeling for a temperature and then at his neck for a pulse, and Sabo’s skin is singing at their touch, at their care, the lingering trace of their fingertips, and he grabs Marco’s laps and grits his teeth and he’s like

“Look, I just really need to pee.”    

“Then....just go?” Ace suggests, looking at him with a confused frown, and oh god Sabo’s now just imagining if Ace actually meant it the way Sabo’s brain suddenly leapt to, for Sabo to just go, piss staining his crotch and trickling down his leg to pool on the sand, and Sabo can just imagine how good it would feel if he-

“Oh,” says Marco, cupping his cheek. Sabo will not look at them, but he can absolutely feel how red-hot his cheeks get under Marco’s touch, under the weight of that tone.

“You don’t wanna go, do you, Sabo?” he says carefully, and Ace makes an even more confused sounding huh? next to them. “You just like- feeling like you have to. Is that right?”

“Shut upppp,” Sabo hisses, and Ace is like, computing next to him, and Sabo is so so so embarrassed and so fucking turned on that he’s hard as shit and they haven’t even touched him

wow! great! at least he can’t pee with his dick hard as fuck! but also!

he needs to spontaneously combust in embarrassment

“Oh it’s a kink!” goes Ace, and his eyes dart so fucking obviously to Sabo’s dick and Sabo kinda wants to cover himself but that’s an even more obvious move than Ace seeing his stupid erection and Why is this his Life

Except. Ace is kissing his cheek. And pressing himself against Sabo and sneaking his hand into Sabo’s pants, and Marco is backing him up against the wall. and he’s got a knee between Sabo’s legs for Sabo to grind on.

“Wha-?” he says, knowing now he’s the one who sounds like a confused idiot, and Marco just cocks his head and looks at him

“It is a kink, right? You like this?”

“I- I mean- I don’t-” and both of them are paused & staring at him and his cheeks are aflame as he manages a jagged nod, and then Marco gives him a quick kiss and when he pulls back Ace is just like

“Well if you like it then we can try it out.” and he shrugs like it’s fucking simple, like Sabo hasn’t been super embarrassed this entire time and it settles in him (they love you) and then Marco’s hand reaches out and he fucking presses on Sabo’s bladder and Sabo gasps, needy and pained, yanking Marco’s shirt as he tries to close his legs further, tries to stop that ache, feeling himself shudder. And ace just grins and is like, “I mean, it is pretty hot seeing you squirm like this.”

👌 👌 👌 

and then they make out with him, hot and heavy, and when they finally jerk him off, his pants still around his hips and dick out, Marco then just presses on his bladder again and tells him not to pee but it’s too fucking late and Sabo sobs in relief at being able to piss.

So fucking humiliated at Ace & Marco watching him, loose and boneless from his orgasm, but also. they’re watching, watching him make a mess, watching him piss on the sand because he couldn’t hold it back any longer, and he can feel himself getting turned on again as the relief mixes with that preening sense of humiliation and exhibitionism.  ️

anyway 4 basic headcanons i kinda think Marco doesn’t really get it/isnt interested in trying it but he likes seeing Sabo desperate. He’s already very good at knowing what will humiliate sabo, this is just another tool in his arsenal, one that used by itself is more than enough to get sabo worked up and crying. he likes. seeing sabo cry.

ace has tried it a couple of times and sorta sees where Sabo’s coming from? but he likes being told he’s a good boy for holding it, for drinking when he’s told, he likes the control aspects more than the humiliation aspects, and sabo likes wetting himself and being mocked but ace is always ): when he “fails”.

AND THOSE ARE MY THOUGHTS AND NOW I NEED TO GO DIE, BYE :)

[sh1tbird-shantytown]

WIP Wednesday

it may not be wednesday anymore but i’m not that far off.

tagged by @ghostofjellyfishforgotten and @deardmvz <33

i don’t even know who to tag so if you want to join me in being late for this please do go ahead. tag me, i’d love to see.

also this is just over 1000 words so excuse that. it’s a pretty lengthy series i was working on a long while back. never posted. :)

…

Steve had an arrangement of emotions that hovered over his mind as he rushed around the kitchen making breakfast for himself. The little television was on in the corner counter as he spread butter over his toast, occasionally tuning into the news channel. He was debating on whether or not calling out of work would be a bad move. His head did feel a little sluggish and he knew he’d end up with a horrible headache by the end of the day nonetheless. He straightened his posture and looked up at the grey window. The day didn’t seem to favor anything good either.

There was a dark haired, middle aged man speaking when Steve looked up as he plucked up the other piece of toast, “In breaking news, there was a private jet crash near the Canandian border reported just fifteen minutes ago. The group aboard the plane were prestigious lawyers, Katherine Dacy and Oliver Brookson and their co-partners, John and Elizabeth Harrington,” the man sat up straighter in his chair as Steve barely registered his own posture sinking. “There was a pilot aboard, Jayson Dickson, they are all assumed to be deceas—” Steve blankly heard his toast plop on the floor. His ears started ringing and his vision blurred, his knees following in his body’s failure to deal. His parents were dead. The plane crashed. Katherine and Oliver? He remembered them. They came to dinner a few times. They were nice, they talked to him about civil justice while his parents bickered over white or red wine. His parents—

Steve struck into action and stumbled upright clumsily to the phone on the wall ten feet away, “Hopper,” he whispered to himself, “Hopper. Hopper can help.” He ripped the phone off and dialed the memorized house number.

It rang and rang until there was finally an open click, “Jim here,” was the greeting, it sounded like a rushed thing though. Like he had somewhere to be and whoever was calling better have a good reason. Well, Steve thought dead parents were a pretty good reason.

Steve took in a shaky breath before clearing his throat painfully, “Hop?”

Hopper’s voice changed significantly, “Steve? That you?” he didn’t pause long enough for a response, “‘Course it’s you, I just saw the news, kid. I was just on my way over.”

“Over?” he asked curiously, he grunted as the air was forced out when his knees finally buckled and he dropped heavily to the floor.

“Steve? Harrington?” Hopper’s voice carried through the line worriedly, “You— What are you doing right now?”

“Work,” Steve mumbled and looked at the shiny red telephone in his right hand before slowly raising it, “I was going to work, making breakfast,” he spoke slowly; shock taking it’s powerful place. Although, toast and work seemed very far away; eons.

“You aren’t going to work, kid,” Hopper reasoned and Steve nodded back to the air emptily, “You got that?”

Steve whispered back, “Yeah.”

“I’ll be there in fifteen minutes, don’t do anything rash, Steve, I know you may be thinking things but you just wait there until we’re there.” Steve racked his brain to see what Hopper may have been talking about but he couldn’t find anything. There was nothing. He felt numb and even the deep sorrow he knew was there couldn’t penetrate the lack of everything he felt and thought. He swayed where he sat, subconsciously, back and forth as he searched desperately for some sort of movement around him.

“Okay,” Steve said at last when he realized they both had been stuck in the silence, “I’ll be here waiting.”

“See you soon, Steve,” he heard back and then clicked to the end of the line.

He sat back against the wall and spread his legs out in front of himself, light blue pajama pants that his mother had gifted to him last Christmas. Made him feel nice about something. Made him feel content and warmed even in the large and open emptiness of the house. And then Steve began thinking about how the house will begin to feel even more empty with his parents officially gone. No more mom and dad bickering over wine, or his mediocre grades, or how he should strive for a better job. No more stupidly funny jokes by his tipsy mother, no more pleasantly enjoyable law lessons from his father on quiet nights they were home, no more holidays shared sparingly. They were gone. And Steve had learned quickly, especially in the past few years, how to accept loss. But this seemed to be different. A part of his already feeble life was gone. A big part. The beginning of his own. His parents were dead. Was that what Hopper had been talking about. There was an awful amount of death-speak panging around his mind.

Steve erupted with a powerful sob then, tears suddenly springing forward and flooding over his eyelids even when he closed then uncomfortably tight. His shoulders hunched forward and his stomach contracted as he felt bile rise. He forced it down at the last moment and then took in a delicate rumble of a breath from his aching and burning lungs. His heart was pounding so loud and fierce that he felt it in his ears and brain. He brought his hands up and covered his face, where his fingers grazed his forehead and the heels of his hands rested at the bottom of his cheeks.

He trembled on the floor with hot and sticky tears blotching his skin, and then stood up in sudden strength and slammed his own phone down on the holder attached to the wall. The grey wall his mother had made his father agree to when Steve was ten. It had been a three day fight over the wall color. Steve’s father had wanted it green. Steve found that suddenly amusing as he recalled the conversations his mother had with his father where she scolded him on his poor color pallet choice. He laughed into the vacant house hysterically and listened to the echoes it created. The front door slammed open and multiple voices took it over.

There were arms around Steve before he could even fully turn around when he got to his feet to greet the loud guests. And when he did manage to glance at the tops of two women’s heads he clasped his own two arms around them too. Robin and Joyce stepped back with their wide and empathetic eyes. Steve knew he looked a mess by the way sympathy and concern overran their expressions. And he felt it too, his hot temperature and stiff limbs.

“We’re here for you, honey,” Joyce grabbed his forearm gently, but it was firm too. Hopper stood in the doorway, so Steve waved him over before he answered Joyce.

Hopper stepped inside and closed the door as Steve began to speak thickly, “I just— I don’t know what to do,” he released.

Joyce cupped his cheek like he’d seen her do with her own sons before, “Oh, honey,” she eased, “You don’t need to know anything right now. We just need to sit down, stick together, and take the day to slowly come to terms.”

“They’re gone,” he choked out loud finally. He looked up at Joyce’s suddenly tear filled eyes, “They’re actually gone. They’re not coming back to me anymore,” he felt his knees give way but Robin held him up.

She grunted and then put his arm over her shoulder, “Alright, let’s move this to the living room, Bud,” she spoke like she was trying to keep normality to the situation but also still show she cared. And Steve could understand the meaning even in the moment of weakness in his structure. There were cracks everywhere in himself. But he knew Robin and he knew Joyce and he knew Hopper. They were strong, they were present, and they came to stay with him. That was what he needed. Robin seated him on the plush sofa as the two adults entered the room. Steve leaned back and stared off a moment before refocusing on Robin’s clear blue gape.

“Do you guys have to leave?” he asked. The rest looked taken aback and Robin maybe a little offended.

“Son,” Hopper spoke up, “We’re gonna be here all damn day whether you like it or not.”

Steve smiled wetly back, “Thank you.”

Hopper smiled and Joyce did the same beside him, “No prob—” he was interrupted by the phone ringing.

Steve sat up with perseverance he hadn’t had a moment ago, “I got it, don’t worry.” He shuffled over to the wall from before and picked it up, after a moment he gripped it with his other hand too, “I know, Aunt Clara, I know.”