#hilariously enough

[bread-tab]

anyone have reading recommendations on how to Git Gud at relationships?

(mainly romantic in this case, but i'm definitely down for platonic and queerplatonic advice too)

i've got this longstanding polycule situation that I've been neglecting (with a lot of patience but sadness also from my partners) and I realized I'm ready to put the work in now. Feels simpler than it used to. But I'm from a background of parents-who-did-not-communicate, and also pretty high up on the demisexual/greyromantic spectrums, and am just not well-practiced in thinking about relationships. or vibing with intimacy in general. I think it's time to go back to basics and relearn how all this "human connection" stuff works

[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

[brainrotcharacters]

the easy grip on the knife. the leg over the seat. the hand over the other seat. the sassy "come get it" move. you know the bitch is smiling behind that mask even as he said the line.

[bklily]

Inside Out but its all the multiple variations of Adrichat

Bonus:

What a weird guy, huh!

Part Two Here!!

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Kiss Kiss Fallen Tree!

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[cedar-scented-soap]

just out for a stroll :3

[seoafin]

REINCARNATION WHA

some things you just had to be there for but sometimes i myself question if it ever even happened in the first place or if it was just all one long fever dream!!!!!

[millipedegf]

devil you know

insta

[pandebunuelo]

but if he knows that you know that you know that he knows that he knows that you know that you

[harmonysanreads]

Yan Sunday’s darling looking him straight in the eye and biting into the halovian burger.

It is a threat.

“Sunday, look here for a second.” the Oak Family Head nearly failed to win the wrestle against the maelstrom of noises clamoring around the Golden Hour and distinguish your call from them. It was not his honed senses that provided the sole aid this time, rather, it was the syrupy lilt that dripped from your words and rendered him momentarily off-guard.

That is a weakness he'd like to believe he no longer surrenders to, while it is true he unquestionably would have if one was to focus on an earlier point of his life, Sunday would prefer to believe his tastes have since matured and his restraint has hardened. Indeed, Sunday is no more defeated by sugary pastries and cream-filled buns — where he crumbles to incorrigible pieces inside are moments like this, before a different species of sweetness. That, is another discovery altogether.

While he's left to collect and fix the bits back into rational human behavior, you revel in his predicament, as you do every time he lets slip an extra scrap of leniency. You don't hesitate to praise him for his cruelty, but he's always suspected you to be the sadist. A devil, a siren, an apparition that'll curse him to smithereens — there's no end to your list of virtues. It's not that he complains, that would be hypocritical as he's both the causation and correlation to your spirited schemes.

It's one of those burgers, but Sunday has always cherished a belief of it being the failed offspring between a donut and a burger instead. He's seen them his whole life (not that he's ever indulged in one of them) which is why the apparent normalcy of its appearance didn't ring any alarm bells in his head initially. One look into your pointed stare tells him that you have a purpose, but his attention is instead riveted to the movements of your lips.

You start by taking a bite out of the bread coated in cream, smearing your lips with the delicacy in the process before clumsily licking the cream with a swipe of your tongue ; Sunday stands frozen, thoroughly perplexed. Then, you lean towards the middle section occupied by two wing-like shapes, checking once to confirm that he was still watching before sinking your teeth into one of them.

... Oh.

It takes every atom of his body and every bit of his soul to continue playing statue, to not let anything more than a strangled breath escape and allow your face to be painted in the colors of smug satisfaction for months to come. Knowing you, he doubts you're ignorant to the fact that this time you've really hit a spot. So he stands there like a sculpture of disbelief, watching you finish the cursed burger for five whole minutes as vehicles fly past and by-standers cast questioning looks at the mute spectacle. By the time you're sated, he feels as though he's aged ten years.

“Mr. Sunday will pay for it, thank you!” you chirp at the confused shop keeper.

Just when he thinks his misery is over, you pull your ace ; licking clean the residual taste of the burger from your fingers, knowing painstakingly well how much he dislikes it. This level of audacity short-circuits Sunday's brain and he's unable to do anything but replay the image of a stray sprinkle still clinging to one corner of your lips as you skip away in search of more ways to torture him senseless.

[jade-len]

please help i just had a dream where svsss was a dating sim. so, of course i tried pursuing shen qingqiu, but it ultimately backfired because suddenly he realized that he was in a dating visual novel?? and since i put myself as a guy, he just refused to show up to special in game events to avoid me interacting with him???

and obviously i was like "wtf why isn't he here?" when he didn't show up. then at some point i explored the area, and the screen suddenly zoomed in to show sqq talking to sqh (supposedly telling him all about the little situation). next thing i know, both of them are slowly turning their head to stare at the screen in pure and utter terror

also in some part of the dream, i think i did some liu qingge events or something and as his affection levels rose, he would continuously jump scare me by popping up out of nowhere and go, "its not like i like you or anything!!" while covered in blood and holding out a demonic beast head as if it were a box of treats

anyways, totally random question guys haha if i made an svsss visual novel dating sim would you guys play it. no reason in particular at all.

[egophiliac]

still absolutely losing my mind over Lilia

[bitchslapblastoids]

V: Not that I’m broke. Because I know where to come if I’m broke.

D: Thank you for buying merchandise at shop.danielhowell.com so that I can pay for my grandma’s…total body workout.

Hard to overstate how much I adore this whole this (saved the parasocial for the tags)

[wacuoms]

suguru casual sleeping attire

[lonelyslutavatar]

Believe it or not, I used to receive messages from angry people telling me to stop making tma fanart because my Martin is so different from the rest of the fandom and I should just turn him into an oc. God, I should have listened to them. Having OCs is great.

[emdeerm]

Prompt/Idea

A new daycare?!

Many years has passed. Danny is now, finally a freshly adult ghost at the ripe age of 200! Take that everyone! I'm no longer a baby!

Now that his powers have finally stopped developing and changing, and others would stop their pestering. He was grateful that they stopped trying to kill him when they learned that he was actually a very, VERY young Ghost. But! Enough is enough and they can finally stop. (it never ended. A baby is a baby for ever.)

Danny had already lived one human life. His loved ones had joined him on the other side of the veil years ago. His parents did too, no surprise there, and thankfully, they are nice as ghosts.

After living in the zone for a century, Danny realised something very important. The baby ghosts, Neverborn or freshly Dead, don't have anyone to show them the ropes and to protect them. Some are so weak, they destabilize and turn into pure ecto with time.

So he took the matters into his own hands and opened a Baby Ghost Daycare, or BGD for short. Every ghost under the age of 120 must come there at least 3 times a week. There, they learn their powers, get stable nutrition and discover their Obsessions in a safe manner. Frostbite and his people is their on call doctors.

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Deadman entered into the JLD meeting room holding a glowing green paper and having a look of absolute embarrassment. He shows it to his friends.

He has been invited to the Daycare.