#hes such a good helper

[cha-mij]

Trying desperately to edit While Eagles Soar but someone insists on poking his head round for chin skritches.

[respectthepetty]

Because I can't move past this,

All the images that Atom saw were of Zen just existing. Atom was shirtless when Zen tended to his wound. Atom has been touched by Zen at the pool. Atom has touched Zen on the porch. BUT HE THOUGHT OF NONE OF THOSE PHYSICAL MOMENTS!

Atom didn't begin until after Zen messaged him because Zen was worried.

Atom is so starved for affection and tenderness, that what he finds attractive about Zen is that Zen cares about him! This is also why Atom (and Ryu) love Grandma!

Atom's dad does not listen to him. Atom's dad wasn't even concerned about Atom when he got into the fight. He was only worried about the scholarship!

So for Atom to end this in tears emphasizes how much he just needs to be hugged.

He tears up because he remembers that he isn't special. Zen smiles at Ryu too. Zen cares about everyone!

Atom was a top basketball player, but he threw that punch knowing he would be expelled, and he didn't care because that isn't his dream. Atom may not know what he wants out of life because he has never been given a choice, but he knows he wants kindness and tenderness, which is why he checks on Zen, brings him food, and stands up for Ryu.

It's why he wanted Zen.

And it's why even when he is being his worst, he still cares.

Someone hug my boy and tell him he was helpful.

Someone treat him with care.

[accio-victuuri]

wang yibo - (cut) cooking with bobo ; exploring the unknown episode 9

WYB : they were the ones who cooked the first few times and I don’t know how to cook

🧔‍♂️ : you just take care of eating.

WYB: I’ll be responsible for helping!

[skeletalheartattack]

i gonna be a joyous and beautiful bird for a brief moment if that's okay with you guys

[harteofthehart-ayyy]

Shearing the Mareep today! Gonna get the wool treated and then…idk what I’ll do with it yet, just know I wanna do something with it. New hobby? Maybe? We’ll see

[texasthrillbilly]

Oh, how the mighty have fallen.

[labrat8899]

I think HELPER needs more love

[nixie-deangel]

Hi. I've never done this before, but I've been eagerly reading everything since weekend started.

So if it's okey for me to ask I would love to request 💔💔🔥🔥🔥🥹🥹 ( hope it's not to much. I'm totally hooked on all of them but writing down every single emoji felt a bit crazy 😅)

🥰🥰🥰🥰 Please know I am bestowing the gentlest kiss to your temple and giving you the biggest hug! It is absolutely okay! (and I won't be mad if you wanna send in more or others asks for my stories!) 💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛

💔 icemav break up / icedad

this is directly continuing from this ask!

���No! Of course not! But come on, Ice, you have to see-” “I don’t have to see shit,” Tom explodes, cutting Mav off before he can start trying to justify his, and Carole’s as well most likely, actions. “You hurt him. Do you get that? Does she get that? Bradley is here. He is living and breathing and you both are hurting him.” Scoffing, Mav rolled his eyes as Tom continued on. “Do you have any idea what your actions almost did? You both almost drove him away! I’ve had to stop Bradley from running off to do it all on his own three, three goddamn times! And I’m the only one who’s shown him even an ounce of support, Pete, and he still keeps trying to run off and do it all on his own because he thinks he can’t trust me!”

🔥 virgin jake - hangster

“You confused me,” Bradley blurts out. “You confused me and enticed me and I didn’t know what I was feeling. What I was meant to be feeling the first time I laid eyes upon you.” Snapping his mouth shut, he turns his gaze away from Jake to stare down at the floor. Scoffing, Jake huffs at his half thought out explanation. But before he could open his mouth to call him on it, Bradley continued on. “I was raised knowing I would have a courtesan. I knew what that all entailed,” he powered on. “But then…but then I saw you. I saw who would be mine and I lost my damn mind. I know I did. I broke tradition because I could not bear the thought of anyone but me guarding you until you were officially mine.” Jake flinched back, eyes going wide in surprise as he stared at Bradley. “What? What do you mean broke tradition"?”

🥺 chap2 of helper - a/b/o hangster

“Sweetheart, come here,” the voice calls, soft and soothing and like a balm to the raw nerve Jake’s worked himself up into being. “That’s right baby, I got you, okay? Just listen to me, okay, Jake?” He thinks he nods or maybe he mumbles out a yes or noise of agreement. He’s not sure, not really but what he does know is that suddenly he’s not pressed against the cold unyielding side of his tub or bathroom floor. Suddenly he’s pressed against warmth.  Wrapped up in it really. In warmth and love and feeling like he’s once again tethered to something. But that can’t be right, Jake thinks, because he’s not supposed to be wrapped up in warmth and love.  Because he doesn’t deserve that after what he did to Bradley.

Make Nixie Write This Weekend!

[plushie-lovey]

Alright, here's everyone who got necklaces today! Individual pics:

Also special shout-out to Cabbage, my small bulbasaur plush. His firm bulb was perfect to use for stretching out and shaping the string for each necklace to make them more elastic and more natural fitting

[cakeyouareoh]

anyway I’m still working my way through the s+l episodes I hadn’t seen so I can watch the rest of the last season when it airs, and despite my frustrations with more than a few things, the moment in 3x11 where Jon coaches Jordan through his panic attack/onset of x-ray vision is just really good. Like from the way they wrote it you can tell that Jon has done this multiple times in the past, and he’s just so calm and gentle with his brother🥺. One of the more standout good brother moments that are fewer and farther between than they should be in a show that wants you to believe that they have a great sibling relationship. (and only sometimes do I believe it.)

[owlafterhours]

me sliding in ur inbox for that ask challenge if ur still doing it...

freud/rusty, independent merc freud (which means v.i snail, v.ii o'keeffe and v.iii rusty (or v.ii rusty hmmm) au??

yeah!! THANK YOU FOR THE PROMPT it's given me the wyrms...I think here, Rusty would be just a taaad more brash/arrogant than usual bc he'd be the ace in the Vespers, whilst Freud is,

Well, Having The Time Of His Life because he can really pick and choose what he wants to do, but he's also not got a Snail to shove all his paperwork off to wwww

but here's the sentences:

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LOCKSMITH’s screaming all kinds of alarms at him right now, but Freud - Freud can’t hear them through the euphoria of seeing STEEL HAZE in a similar state, heavily damaged but still so poised and defiant.

“You, unmuzzled,” he said, breathlessly, into the mic, “Are a sight to behold.” 

The sharp intake of breath from Rusty is audible and Freud grins, pushing forward on LOCKSMITH’s accelerator once again.

[rekofan101]

The droning of the linoleum lights seemed ever loud as the silence of a graveyard shift sucked the life out of him. It was his third night in a row of nothing but night shift, not that he minded, and not that he didn't expect it, as he had asked his manager to give him as many as possible. Sleep through the day, then work through the night. Fit in as many freelance code jobs in between. Eat a cup of ramen if he felt hungry. Shower every day after work. Do the laundry at the end of the week to save the most money. His whole entire day, and the following, were all planned out to a T. All in order for him to just not think about it.

Yet luck was never on Shin's side. Through one way or another, something cropped up to disrupt his plans. 

The door opened up, the digital ding dong of the doorbell sounding. Shin instinctively turned to greet the customer.

"Welcome i-" 

His words caught in his throat at the sight. Of course. Of fucking course.

While it wasn’t the exact person he had been avoiding, it was the closest person to the person he had been avoiding. An alarming reminder of the problem he had been ignoring and trying to bury deep in his head. In fact, he would argue that this is worse, way, infinitely, terrifyingly worse than if the subject himself had walked through those doors. But how could Shin have not seen this coming? Because of course he would have vented their relatiosnhip problem to his sister, and of course he would then send her off to confront him after Shin had been ignoring all of his texts!

She turned to face him, their eyes locking onto one another. Shin could feel all the nerves in his body freeze as she looked at him with a grim expression, fists curled at her sides. She marched right over to the counter, Shin realizing that “Yeah, of course he sends her to visit him at work instead of his apartment, where he could easily just leave the door closed and hide in his room until she leaves.”

The only thing separating them now is the counter. Shin stares into her eyes as she stares back into his own. He can feel the sweat collect and trail down the back of his neck, his heart hitting rapidly against the front of his chest. Could she hear it? Did she know how terrified he is of her? Like the loud drums his boyfriend loved to play, Shin could barely hear himself think over his own heart. Maybe this was the rush she always felt on stage.

“Hey.”

Her voice is deeper than most women he’s met. It commands you to listen, lest you get sucker punched in the face.

“Ah, Miss Reko? To what do I owe-”

“Cut the bullshit.”

Shin goes silent. Fuck. Did he already mess up? She could easily break his nose. Hell, she’d probably punch it into his face. He shouldn’t have feigned ignorance. Now he was gonna pay for it. God, he should’ve seen this coming. Why did he think ignoring his problems was going to solve them? He always did this to himself. He avoided all confrontation and just tried to go with whatever people wanted even if it hurt him. In fact, that’s how he even got into this mess in the first place. How could he be so stupid? He brough this upon himself, he deserves whatever is coming. She should just come around the counter and give him the punsihment he had been avoiding for so long. Maybe that’s why he sent her instead of coming to see Shin himself. She was always abrasive and tough on everyone, Shin knew she didn’t approve of him from the start. Wow, he really just decided to stay in this mess despite knowing how it always came out for him. He’s so stupid, he’s such an-

“Hey, so, uh…”

Her voice snaps him out of his spiral. Right, he’s just been silently panicking in front of her this whole time. He completely gave up his cool facade as soon as she snapped at him. What could he say to her though? His tongue felt sticky in his mouth.

She sighs, raking a hand through her hair. Her shoulders slacken, and she leans her weight onto one foot. It’s then Shin realizes something is off about this. She doesn’t look mad, in fact she looks…concerned? Wait, actually, now that he’s looking, he realizes she’s not wearing any make up whatsoever. She’s dressed fairly casually, actually, like she had just strolled out from her house to come here without any thought of what she might look like.

“Look, I’m just gonna say it. I don’t like butting into other people’s relationships, we’re all adults here, but I can tell when something’s up. You and Alice need to talk.”

“There’s nothing we need to talk about,” Shin tries to speak with an even voice. “Everything is fine.”

Reko waves her hand and shakes her head. “Don’t say that to me. You really think I haven’t noticed how mopey he’s been for the past week? All he does is sulk around the house, bemoaning the fact you keep leaving him on read. He doesn’t put any effort at all in our practices. Every time I try to talk to him, he either erupts into a bubbling mess of tears, or he just stays silent and broods in his room. I know something is up between you two, and I’m asking for both of your sakes to talk it out.”

Shin was a bit taken aback at that. So…He didn’t vent to her? Then she came here of her own volition?

“I understand your concern, but…” Shin’s voice trails off. How is he supposed to tell her their problem? He can’t just brush her away, she’s very aware that there’s something going on between them. But how can he tell her given the fact Shin thinks he’s being ridiculous?

“But?” She questions, leaning onto the counter a bit. Shin takes a step back, trying to maintain their distance.

“But there really…isn’t anything to be worried about. It was just a misunderstanding. nothing serious. And I was just busy this whole week, you know? Working all the night shifts and stuff. I’ll respond to him when I get the chance. I’m sorry our relationship has been interferring with your band.”

She sighs, obviously seeing through all his bullshit. She looks up to him then, and he’s surprised to see just how less threatening she looks without all her makeup. 

“Shin,” she says, making sure to make eye contact with me. “I’m not asking this on behalf of Alice or something. Whatever you think is going on isn’t what it is. I want you to talk to me. Just me, right now, spill it out. Cause I can tell it’s bothering you the most, and if my hunch is right, it’s Alice’s fault.”

“Wait…huh?” Shin doesn’t know how to react to her statement. How does she know so much despite not knowing what this is about? How does she know it’s eating Shin up inside? That it is Alice’s fault, and that Shin is just trying to ignore it? She couldn’t possibly know. And Shin wasn’t really willing to tell her about it. “What are you talking about?”

“Hear me out,” She said, resting both elbows on the counter and leaning onto it. She waved her hands around as she spoke. “Three weeks ago everything was fine, right? You two were lovey dovey lovebirds. But then we had that concert and fan meet and greet on that Saturday. The following week, things seemed fine. Alice seemed to be doing well, he wasn’t bursting into tears every time he looked at his phone. Now we have this one, where he’s barely even leaving his room and won’t even talk to me about what’s going on. I don’t know how it’s been for you, I know we don’t talk much, but I can tell just from his behavior something must’ve happened, right?”

“So I think about these past few weeks and bingo, that’s when it hit me. The meet and greet. I was thinking what happened that night and that’s when I realized what it might’ve been. Towards the end of it, a fan came up and asked to kiss him on the cheek, right?”

Her words are throwing him back to that night. He’s been trying to shut it out for so long. To just ignore it and hope it somehow erases from his mind. Yet he’s reminded of it because of Alice. Every time they kiss, every time they held hands, every time Shin looked at him. He just couldn’t erase that interaction from his mind. And for what? How could he be so pathetic to let something like that ruin him so badly? Why does he feel such heartbreak every time he remembers that Alice let a stranger kiss him on the cheek? Shin knew it was normal for fans to exhibit this kind of behavior, he expected it going into a relationship with someone semi-famous. And yet…and yet…

“Shin,” she says, voice gentle. He doesn’t even realize he began crying. There’s a soft look on her face, her hand reaching out as if wanting to pat him on the shoulder. He looks up to her, his facade broken, emotions pouring out after weeks of trying to keep them held together.

“I’m sorry,” he says, breaking. “I”m sorry, I know, it’s stupid. I’m so stupid for getting so worked up about it. I don’t know why. It just hurt so much to see him agree to it. And I know it’s stupid, because he loves me, and it’s just a fan, and it shouldn’t mean anything, but I-I”

He hiccups, his tears blurring his sight. He stops speaking in favor of just letting the tears flow, so overcome with pent up emotion he’s speechless. Reko moves away for a moment, out of his sight, and he presumes that she’s finally just decied to leave considering how stupid Shin is being. Yet just as he’s in the middle of sobbing, he finds a packet of the convenience store’s tissues, opened and shoved into his hands.

“Hwha?” He looks up to see Reko with a gentle smile, a bottle of water in her other hand. 

“Do you mind if I come behind the counter?”

He pauses, taking a tissue to wipe his face. Does he mind? Some part of his heart tells him, no, not really. And so he nods his head. She comes behind the counter, and whispers to him to hold the tissues. He does so and continues wiping his face as she opens up the water bottle for him. She hands it to him, taking the tissues back and telling him to drink. Shin doesn’t know why, but he listens to her. Just as her normal voice commands people to listen, her softer one is similar. Yet there’s a distinct difference to it. It’s more like a gentle nudge, like a hand to guide the way. He didn’t think she could be so kind.

His tears are slowing down, and he’s stopped sobbing. He takes small sips from the water as he sits in the chair behind the counter. She’s sitting ontop of the counter, still holding the tissues as he collects himself. As soon as he looks a bit more calm, she begins to speak.

“I don’t think you’re stupid. You know, I actually came to him after the meet and told him that was a bit inappropriate. Not just because of your relationship, but because it was a bit too personal to do with fans. In the heat of the moment, right after our concert, I guess he just wasn’t thinking. He can be a little stupid sometimes.”

She laughs at that, and Shin let’s out an amused huff of air. His tongue feels sticky in his mouth, but it seems like right now Reko is gonna do all the talking. Shin found he didn’t really mind.

“From what you said, I’m guessing it really tore you up, but you decided to tell him that was fine. And I guess if you look at it objectively, it could be seen as fine and normal for most people. But you’re not most people, right? That’s why Alice loves you. That’s why I think you should tell him.”

Shin takes a drink from the water bottle. He’s really glad she went to grab this. The cool refridgerated water helps to cool him down after getting so flustered and worked up. 

“I think you’re right to be mad at him. You’re right to feel upset. I don’t know exactly where you’re coming from, but it was a stupid move on him. It doesn’t really matter to me if there’s a deeper reason as to why it upset you or not, because what matters is it upset you, and he should know that. Right now, he doesn’t realize that that’s the reason you’re ghosting him. He can be a little dense, but you and I both know he’s good. He just needs a little guidance.”

“Yeah,” Shin replies, voice a little weak from crying. “I’m just…scared. I feel like he’s gonna be upset with me, just for making such a big deal about it…”

Reko rolls her eyes. “Trust me, if he tries anything, I got your back. If it’ll make you feel better…I can help you say it to his face. I really don’t think he’ll be upset, but I want you to know I support you. You two…You really make Alice happy. And I know how much he loves you. I want you both to get better from this. You shouldn’t be afraid to say you want in your relationship.”

Shin sighs, her words erasing all the fears and doubts in his mind. Right, this was his relationship. A good one, one filled with love and care. Alice always did his best for Shin, and Shin appreciated the man’s patience whenever Shin acted a little unexpectedly. Plus, hearing how Reko came out of concern for Shin rather than just to berate him for how he’s been treating Alice…Shin can’t help but feel touched. He didn’t expect this side of her. He didn’t realize just how sweet and kind she could be. No wonder Alice looked up to her so highly.

“Thanks,” he said with a small smile. “That means a lot, really.”

He shifted in his seat a bit, fidgeting with the bottle in his hands. Would it be inappropriate to ask-?

She slid off the counter, her arms opening up as she seemed to read his mind.

“Now come on, I know you need it.”

He blushed a bit in embarrassment, but all the same walked into her arms. She wrapped her arms around him, giving him a gentle squeeze as he sniffed. He was glad he was wrong about her. And glad to know she gave a pretty good hug. 

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yeah idk lol

DAY 327: YEAH IDK LOL STRIKES AGAIN!!!!

[in-fair-verona-we-set-our-scene]

I do think Withers has a really subtle background character arc in bg3. Because at the start it is really clear he doesn't want to be here and he's being forced to clean up his mess by Helm and probably Ao. He doesn't really care either. Everything ends so nothing really matters, he'd like to go back to his paperwork now please.

Except he's stuck babysitting a bunch of traumatized dumbasses as they stumble into dealing with the most recent bad idea of his three fuck-up disappointments. So he brings them back when they die for a pittance, lets them pay for some vengeful ghosts to come back as flesh and blood to wreak bloody vengeance on the Absolute, and starts to... comment, on what's going on, as he follows them on their adventure.

Next thing you know Withers is like, doing things unprompted. He refuses to bring back Alfira (or Quil) but that's an act of compassion, keeping the poor girl from the Urge and letting her rest, his actual duty as a god of death. He tells Arabella to follow her destiny and does that thing to make her grief go away which honestly freaks me out but seems to be him trying to help her. He shows up at Moonrise and prompts us to consider why the Dead Three would want a bunch of soulless illithids that would give them no power, getting us to think of the big picture.

And by the end (especially if you do a resist!Durge playthrough) Withers is actively interfering and seems genuinely invested! He brings Durge back from the dead, free of their father! He encourages us before the final fight with the Netherbrain! He's real fucking smug that the Dead Three lost when he never seemed to care about the destruction they caused before! He throws a reunion party and many of his lines are genuinely touching or kind! Especially if a companion died permanently! He has tea with Gale's mom and Tara! He's like, socializing and shit! Yes, everything is temporary and we all die, but there's great beauty in fighting for that precious time and living it to the fullest!

Basically Wither's character arc is this meme, all because Helm made him go outside and touch grass.

[flowersize]

day nine: campfire @mobtober2022

[charmvinyl]

it’s 7am but idgaf i’m thinking. would anyone want a sugar daddy patrick bot??? is that a thing already…. lemme know..

[lacomandante]

I ended up making a second regency spencer in the span of two days to be a replica of one Assumpta wore in one of her other films that I love, and I headcanon Teresa wore in the early 1800's, so essentially I'm doing a little headcanon pre-war Teresa cosplay while I'm here...but anyways, I went to a huge store with every possible thing you could need for costume/sewing/craft supplies and met a kind man who, when I explained what my supplies were for (Dos de Mayo/Napoleonic Wars), he gives me a conspiratorial look and said "We hate the French." to which I replied "Good, me too!!" and we talked more shit about the French as he helped me out and it was AMAZING.