#hes very apologetic

[zombified-hoglin]

Xisuma clutched Etho’s hand as they stepped into the dimly lit haunted house, the air thick with fog and the scent of damp wood. “Are you sure this was a good idea?” Xisuma whispered, his eyes darting around for any lurking ghosts.

Etho smirked, his confidence unwavering. “Come on, it’s just a few jump scares. Besides, I’ve got you.”

As they moved deeper inside, a skeleton jumped out from behind a wall, rattling its chains. Xisuma yelped, nearly pulling Etho down with him. Etho laughed, a melodic sound that echoed through the eerily quiet space.

“See? Just a bit of fun!” Etho teased, squeezing Xisuma’s hand.

“Fun? This is terrifying!” Xisuma shot back, but a smile broke through his fear. He leaned closer to Etho, comforted by his presence.

As they continued, they encountered a mirror maze. “Do you think we can get out?” Xisuma asked, uncertainty creeping in.

Etho shrugged, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Only if I don’t get lost staring at how cute you look in the reflection.”

Xisuma rolled his eyes, but his heart warmed. “You’re ridiculous.”

“Just trying to lighten the mood,” Etho replied, sounding a little too amused. “Now, let’s get through this maze before something really scary shows up.”

[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[vigilskeep]

six THOUSAND gold

[synthient]

So, uh. Could we assume that the "what if we were young lords, in an aristocratic imperial society with stifling social norms, and one of us wanted to run away together but the other was afraid of losing his inherited wealth" thing is relevant. And also perhaps read some of those reactions as "babe, is our breakup argument still the first thing on your mind?" / [can't roleplay without revealing that he knows too much about how the real argument went] / "babe, are you roleplaying me???"

[archersartcorner]

Silly Spock and Saavik doodle… remembered I’ve held my nieces like this before and wanted to draw it with them ^u^

Bonus… he go faster!!!

[qoldenskies]

do u have any more to say on the twins bein trans 👀

this is them

also in a human au i think it would be funny if people (probably splinter especially) had trouble telling them apart but in the way that they keep getting called the OTHER'S dead name because they look exactly like each other pre-transition. they cannot tell if this is gender-affirming or not

[spending-life-pretending]

jamis arlesi spent however many months at sea twisting himself into a bisexual panic pretzel anxiously worrying over the entanglements of his various promises to various bonnaire siblings right up until the exact moment remy bonnaire was actually in front of him again and then immediately shifted into '✿＼(｡-_-｡) "kick his ass, baby, I got yo flower"' mode, which he has lived in ever since. and I think that’s beautiful.

[apologetic-artist]

an OK Stop moment?

Sure! I have no idea what to do for a specific scene, so I'm sorry. However, I haven't made a Warren design yet, so this reminded me I should draw him!

Here's my design! Again, sorry that I couldn't think of a scene but I hope you like my design for him :]

Thank you for the request!!

[hetaliafucker]

Neighbours Usuk AU Fic Idea

I moved into my uni flat three weeks ago, and I keep running into the same guy in the stairwell, and it's giving me a New Neighbours Usuk fic idea.

Moments so far:

First meeting - I didn’t realise someone was behind me. I heard footsteps and turned and nearly had a heart attack. He kept apologising for scaring the life out of me, and we laughed the rest of the way down. We didn't take names.

Fire drill today - Bearing in mind, I had been in the shower just before it, so my hair was wet. We both entered the stairwell at the same time, but I was behind him this time. He heard me and turned around, recognised me, and said hello. Then, he waited at the bottom and held the door open for me, letting me out first. Very gentlemanly. I still don't know his name.

For context, I do not have a budding crush, I just mentioned the first incident to my mates because it was embarrassing but funny. One of them said it could be a really good meet-cute since he reads a lot, and I see the vision to be honest. So now I really wanna do a neighbours fic.

[nonoqy]

i feel like i didn't really say anything publicly which makes me sound maybe too harsh at times but this is where i'm at. sorry i was too lazy to retype all of this so i'm just sharing screenies of my thoughts !

[undefeatablesin]

Me and my one working braincell

[cosmicdenro]

liked both. wip from loooongg ago i finished today

[lupismaris]

Turns out HPF (hot professor friend) is also working towards long term sobriety (his whole polycule might be actually) so i have someone on a more intimate level to talk about sobriety and the more fucked up shit with and I caught him at the end of our shifts today and honestly I feel a little less like I'm drowning in it all

[teddybasmanov]

No thoughts, head empty, just Angel and Gabe sloppily making out in their hiding closet. The camera slowly pulls back and "Amazing Grace" plays in the background with increasing volume.

[that-foul-legacy-lover]

OH MY GOD I have a delicious angst idea concerning Immortal! FL and Soulmate AU (technically hurt comfort so even better)

Long after Legacy's soulmate has passed away, he still stares at the faded name written across his arm, longing for someone that cannot come back to him.

So when another name randomly pops up, centuries after his soulmate's death, he is livid at celestia. Are they trying to console an unholy creature plagued with immortality by giving him another soulmate? Really? It seems like a cruel joke. It seems like celestia is taunting him, giving him a stranger to replace the love of his life, like giving a kid a toy to distract them from throwing a tantrum. He doesn't like that. Oh, he doesn't like that, deep within grief even after so long.

So he isolates himself, deep within a place no mortal can reach. He never seeks them out. Not that name, nor the second, nor the following that pop up whenever the most recent one has turned gray and faded. He stares at his body, littered with names long gone unreadable under his armor, and he curses celestia.

It takes him a long time to realise that each name marked on his body is a reincarnation of his soulmate, endlessly searching for the same name written in abyssal script, seeking the figure that appears every time they close their eyes. It isn't until the nth reincarnation that they manage to venture into the abyss themselves without perishing.

And he finds the same face before him, vividly awakening memories he has stewed in by himself for nearly a millennium.

(Does he try to attack them, blinded by grief and rage at celestia still, thinking its another way to mock him? Does he stagger backwards, horrified with himself when you call out his name again in that same frightened tone usually reserved for fear? Does he cry out, cradling your injured body, trying to undo what he has done? Do they perish once again by his hand or do they survive?)

:)

ohhhghghhh you are EVIL for doing this to me. EVIL!!!!! but i loooooove it >:)

there's been a hole in your heart ever since you were born. that's not to say that you couldn't love- you can and will, with great effect; you adore all your friends and take great joy in making them happy. but there's this constant feeling of emptiness in your chest, like you lost something precious ages ago; it never goes away no matter what you do, and that's not even mentioning the name of your supposed soulmate on your arm, written in a language no one has seen and faded gray as dust. you've taken to covering it up when you're out and about, sick of the strangers who tut and give you pitying looks or suddenly begin spouting love advice when you've never even spoken to them. it's a nuisance- a painful, hollow nuisance of impossibility

your soulmate's name has done one good thing for you, though- driven your interest in lost languages and ruins, of the civilizations that came before. some folks tell you to stay away from such topics, that the knowledge was lost for a reason, and that it's really none of your business... but you've never been the type to leave a mystery unsolved. using the name scrawled across your arm as a reference, you find yourself venturing down, down, down, until you finally take the leap and descend beneath Teyvat. it becomes more and more difficult to breathe the deeper you go, the cold stars that appear on the cliffs and rock doing nothing to light your way in the slightest

you can barely even inhale, letting out a few dry coughs as you press your back against the wall, vision blurry. your senses flicker and break like glass- a rumbling growl, a flash of silver, and a sudden, high-pitched shriek- before everything goes black

it's the bright, shining sun that wakes you up, only to quickly squeeze your eyes shut again when you're blinded by its light. you're in a cave- a cave on the surface of Teyvat, and you can breathe again. your chest still aches and your limbs are still heavy, but at least your lungs are clear of whatever miasma that settled there. you hear a soft trill and tilt your head, letting out an alarmed squeak when you come face-to-face with a monster. it's from the Abyss, no doubt, an intimidating figure of armor and claws and twin horns, crimson and pointed... yet you don't feel afraid. after the momentary surprise leaves you, the creature feels almost familiar, hunching in on itself with quiet whines and chirps. slowly you reach out a hand, then stop as something flashes on your skin. your soulmate's name, one gray and faded, now shines a brilliant silver like the stars themselves

the beast beside you lets out a chitter when it sees the name, scooting closer and holding out its own arm, and there- there! written in elegant script, in the same silver shade, is your own name, glowing on top of countless other old scribbles that you can't even read

you look up at the monster, meeting its crystalline gaze, and your heart finally feels whole

[edwards-exploit]

After The Avalanche...

I think James deserves a win, so he manages to save Nia (and her crew. and in the human au, her engine) all by himself but I don't think he can get it back on the rails by himself. So when Yong Bao comes along and offers help I think he takes it. Far cry from the guy complaining about pulling goods trains yet getting huffy when Nia tries to help.

She notices, I think.