#i am literally half asleep rn

[silverselfshippingchaos]

goodnight gamers!

[toniodarling]

NO WAY they put jerma in IDV

[ve1vet-cake]

A night to remember

Ignore my bootleg header lmao

Pairing Teo x F!Reader (not necessarily angel! And mostly @silkbab3y coded)

Mention of nsfw but nothing explicit, Angst, Fluff?, unrequited love, alcohol/intoxication, reader is a lightweight, strong language, two idiots in love but one doesn't wanna admit it

Formatting might be off because I'm writing on mobile rn

Teo belongs to @14dayswithyou

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Teo's eyes followed the familiar frame on the dancefloor . The way her curves moved to the beat, hair swaying, the occasional glint of her jewellery when the lights hit her.

Jewellery he had gifted her.

Teo wasn't sure how long it had been. Almost a decade? Or perhaps more since he had last seen her.

She twirled in that awfully tantalising way that had made his stomach tighten in anticipation all those years ago. The way her hips and legs moved, the sensuality in every movement every step used to leave him almost yearning as pathetic as he had found it. Even now he could feel how she affected him. Almost a decade later he was still feeling a certain twitch in his pants watching her.

A slight stumble of hers snapped him out of his memories. Out of any remaining thoughts of how much he wanted her.

His eyes narrowed.

'Is she... Drunk..?'

An expression bordering on concern spread across the man's face, jaw clenching.

The woman was lost in herself and the music, stumbling occasionally as she danced, the glass in her hand occasionally spilling its contents, splashing onto her dress and the floor.

'... She's definitely drunk.'

Teo ran a hand through his black hair, having dropped the green dye a couple of years ago. For a second he contemplated if he should intervene. After all he had been the one to cut off all contact following a harrowing argument when she had accidentally slipped up and confessed her love to him.

In hindsight he could have definitely handled it better but years of pushing people with romantic interest away, simply indulging in fun and pleasure and feeling somewhat betrayed by the one person he thought he could have kept around for good.. even just for fun...

Fun.

Had she ever just been fun to him?

Teo watched her as she downed her glass, slowly getting more and more drunk, her stumbles becoming more frequent until she fully slipped on a piece of broken glass on the floor and fell.

The woman's sight was blurry and she yelped out only to find herself caught by a pair of strong arms.

She looked up to blurrily make out the shape of a tan black haired man. A drunken giggle escaped her lips.

"Hello there.. sirr..." She drunkenly slurred before subsequently passing out.

Teo sighed.

"Still can't hold your liquor as well, huh, doll.."

He quickly stood up and carried her bridal style out of the club and into his car, gently settling her into the passenger seat and putting his coat on her as a blanket. For a second he paused, his face awfully close to hers as he tucked her in.

She hadn't changed one bit. Still as beautiful as the day he met her.

Teo's eyes fell to her lips, a gloss still staining them. He had to swallow and quickly ducked out of the car to close the door before going around to settle in the driver's seat.

The drive to his place was quiet, the silence only broken by the hum of his car and the occasional cars going by. Uncharacteristic for Teo to drive so carefully but he would hate to wake her up.

Even if he would never admit it.

Every red light he hit he would steal glances as the sleeping woman, to make sure she was comfortable.. to make sure she was still there.

It was silly, especially to him. Though he had matured over the years he still didn't hold any potential romantic relationship in high regards. The thought of settling down with someone like that admittedly unsettled him. Perhaps even scared him.

Teo had never been one to date. And he was still not the type to do so, though a sliver of him would on occasion betray him and yearn for a connection with someone. Having a person he could return to. A person who'd listen. Who'd care.

Who'd provide him with the stability he never had growing up.

The more he thought about it his thoughts drifted to the woman he was now carrying to his spare bedroom.

Even back then she had been what he would consider a very close friend. Perhaps not on Leon's or Jae's level completely but awfully close to it.

She was a person he would call outside of wanting sex. Watching a movie he heard was shit but wanted to see for himself? Trying a new skincare routine she sent him? Cooking for him when he was sick and he was tired of his staff? She would always be the first number he'd call.

Now that he thought about it and looked down at her as he laid her down, she might as well have been more than Leon and Jae combined to him.

And it scared him.

Just like it had scared him back then. That little flutter his heart had done when she peered up at him all teary eyed, apologising for a feeling.

Something so natural. Something he had cut off contact with her for.

Teo gently traced her features, a somber look on hia face.

Was she perhaps 'the one that got away'?

Would it be possible to try with her?

He swallowed thickly, carefully taking off her jewellery with practiced ease, and putting it on the nightstand.

Just as he wanted to leave she awoke, staring at him all flushed and pouty.

"Where..amI..?"

Teo sighed, huffing out a soft chuckle alongside it.

"Don't worry, dollface. You're safe here. I think you know this room better than anyone else."

The woman blinked up at him.

".... Teo..?"

Goddammit he missed how his name fell from her lips.

With a soft hum he sat back down on the bed next to her, undoing his tie and some buttons of his shirt, preparing to go to bed as well.

".. Missedyou.."

She was slurring her words and clumsily sat up, coming closer to him before pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth and cheek in search for his lips.

"Doll.."

Teo's voice was laced with warning.

"I'm not fucking you tonight."

The woman whined in frustration.

"You're far too drunk right now."

He gently laid her down again and only helped her out of her dress to slip his shirt over her almost naked body-which to his displeasure still looked as breathtaking as all those years ago-gently buttoning it up again.

"Sleep. We will talk in the morning."

Teo hesitated before giving her a gentle pat on the head, getting up to leave only for her to pull him down again.

"Mornin?... We.. we didn't speak for.. for a decade and youu.. wannatalk lateerr??"

She glared at him.

"How dare you"

And that's when her tears started. Accusatory pointing and poking followed by incoherent sobs.

"You.. bashtard! You.. you... Should'veignored.. me more you.. you.."

She puffed out her cheeks and for a second Teo worried that she would puke on him.

"Youdon'tt... Desherve my.. preshence..."

She huffed while crossing her arms, tears still streaming down her cheeks, staining them in black from her mascara and kajal.

"You.. broke me.."

She sobbed again and slumped against his chest, quietly crying with an occasional punch to his chest or abs.

"How.. how dareyou come.. come back into mylife.."

Teo closed his eyes and sighed, just letting her let out her frustrations.

"I know.. I'm an ass."

She sobbed again and nodded. "Yeshyou..are.."

With a soft sigh he caressed her hair.

".... I'm sorry. I should have handled it better."

"You should.. and.. and.. then.. then.."

She was stumbling over her words but he knew what she wanted to say.

"I should have given you a romantic chance?"

Teo knew all too well she didn't mean it too much. Sure, he was aware that she desired it back then but he also knew that she respected him too much to actually force him into something he didn't want. Even if it meant the world to her.

He kept holding her, comforting her as she stammered drunkenly how much she hated him for just cutting her off. For abandoning her like all those times they had grown closer didn't matter.

It made him feel bad. Regret his immaturity. His need for control over the type of relationship he had. His defense mechanism.

All he could do was listen to her and try to console her.

He felt her shift, now fully sitting on his lap, hands on his shoulders as her lips slowly trailed along his throat up his chin, along his jaw and finally over his cheek to his lips.

"You still smell the same.."

She gently placed her lips on his.

"Even taste the same.."

Her hazy eyes landed on him, tears again welling in her eyes.

"But we're not the same.."

She sobbed softly, burying her face in his shoulder.

"... I know.."

His voice was husky now, a hint of emotion in them. Emotions he didn't want to admit to even now.

"C'mon.. you need to sleep. All that alcohol and those tears will just dehydrate you more.."

He managed to make her cling to one of the silk pillows before leaving briefly to get some water from the kitchen, only to soon hear the frantic patter of footsteps behind him.

Luckily he turned around just in time to catch the woman as she stumbled into him.

"Don't leave!"

He froze. The sheer panic in her voice made his heart almost stop.

"n-not again.. not again.. please.."

He sighed deeply.

"Just getting you some water to drink or you'll have a bigger headache to worry about tomorrow." Teo held out the glass and she carefully took it and drank it. And the following five as well.

When Teo tried to bring her back to the guest room, his former room she refused, tearing up again and babbling out that she would rather sleep next to him.

Though he hesitated he allowed it, leading her to the new master bedroom, his parents' former room. He helped her into bed and laid down next to her.

She immediately snuggled into him and fell asleep with a soft 'I missed this'.

~

Teo couldn't sleep. Not with her right in his arms, sleeping peacefully, blissfully unaware of how much he himself had missed the feeling of her in his arms. It didn't help that their earlier "argument" and brief interaction in the kitchen had exuded a feeling of domesticity. Even the way she was carefully tucked into his side, idly breathing into his chest made his stomach do weird flips.

The same flips they had always done near her. He looked down at her again. Teo's cheeks heated up, the way her cheek squished against his body made her lips so pouty and sweet. He could just lean down and- No. He knew he shouldn't...

Shouldn't?

Shouldn't what; feel?

He started to feel stupid. He cringed.

With a deep exhale through his nose he closed his eyes and tried to sleep. Maybe counting his exes would be a good alternative to counting sheep.

~

When Teo woke up he felt around to see if she was still there but the sheets beside him were cold. With a groan he sat up and rubbed his eyes looking around only to find a note.

Thanks for letting me crash.. I didn't know if you still wanted to wake up alone.

Panic washed over him.

Did she leave?

He quickly got up and threw on some joggers before he made his way through the manor, checking the guest room to find her jewellery, bag and dress missing as well as her shoes.

His heart sank. For the first time he was disappointed to wake up fully alone.

Ruffling his hair in frustration he made his way downstairs.

She was gone..

Before he could say a proper goodbye.

Before he could tell her about what scared him.

She left the same way he had left her.

A slight clanking came from the kitchen.

Or did she?

~~~~~~~~~

Will this have a pt 2?

Cannot promise anything cuz I wrote this on a small thought I had when I was about to hit my head on my pillow

Teo is probably ooc as per usual when I write him (i think I make him too soft????) but like who cares 💅 (me I care)

I will shut tf up and sleep now

My alarm is already saying 5 hours😔

[skitskatdacat63]

2023 Las Vegas Grand Prix - Qualifiying - Fernando Alonso

[bigenderteruki]

Man i got so busy today i was only able 2 do a quick sketch 4 tome (n friends) i will make smth good for mezato tommorrow hopefully

[lividstar]

hello, i’ve been losing motivation to write lately and so far i have three drafts for the 10th chapter of the city of love and yet none of them have succeeded in satisfying me and i honestly just feel like i’m in too much of a bad place rn to think of a proper way to continue the fic. i’ve tried to convince myself that it’s probably because i’m busy with my studies, but i can’t use that excuse now—not when i’m literally on the second day of our long weekend break. i just feel so worried because, well, what if i end up not knowing how to continue my fic at all? and i think this calls for a break—one longer than the break i had before.

rest assured, though, because that doesn’t mean i’ll discontinue the story. thanks to the city of love, i found beauty in writing again, and not only that, i got to meet amazing people, too—particularly the people who always take the time to read my works and have always been so patient with my occasional slow updates (you guys know who you are), and over the time i’ve spent here in tumblr, i have felt nothing but appreciation from everyone, be it from your likes, reblogs, feedbacks, whatsoever.

i hate to say this, but i’m not only just going through a major writer’s block—i’ve also been dealing with a lot of things lately, so, like i said earlier, the next update for my hongjoong fic might have to take longer than usual, and i have also decided to take a break. i hope you all understand and try to be patient with me. if not, then that’s fine as well, just simply knowing you guys actually read my works is enough, as someone who nearly gave up on writing so many times due to feeling unappreciated :) lovelots!!

[wrongcaitlyn]

yk what just kinda frustrates me a bit? it’s that whenever someone hates on taylor swift, i need to defend her, not bc i think she can do no wrong ever, but because they always choose the wrong things to criticize.

like if someone tries to say shit abt the i hate it here 1830s lyric to me? i’m obligated to point out that uh no it’s not racist, literally look at the next fucking line, you idiot. she’s saying the exact opposite of what you’re implying. nostalgia is a mind’s trap.

and if someone tries to call her a climate terrorist, then i’m going to have to point out that yes, she uses a private plane a lot, but she’s not even in the top 30 of celebs with highest carbon emissions. if you really want to criticize a celebrity and not the huge factories/companies that are polluting the air, then focus on travis scott

but like?? you could literally choose any argument that doesn’t have to do with literal false information. or better yet, you don’t even need a reason! say you don’t vibe with her music and that is literally none of my business. good for you. enjoy whatever music you like. but don’t try and put yourself on this moral pedestal for hating on this musician who doesn’t even know you exist and let me listen to the grand theft auto lyric in peace.

[the-sky-llama]

Excuse me, you are this world's god, right?

(@yourturntofall)

Greetings, both of you! The multiverse is... strange, so I have found. It is entirely possible that you have ended up in the timeline I reside in. If that is the case, the answer truly would be yes. Regardless, I hope the two of you are doing well.

[finely-tuned-line]

RP:

Log 240

FTL: What I have come up with to use as my next experiment is some sort of a lizard-hazer hybrid.

FTL: At first this idea sounds absurd, and it is rather absurd. But if I make the lizard be capable of producing the ink and shooting it whenever necessary instead of whenever damaged - as a hazer does - then it could very much be an interesting experiment.

FTL: I suppose I'll go with magenta lizards for this. The fact that they can climb poles should only help.

FTL: Now the question is, how do I implement the hazer's ink and the necessary (not actually mechanical) mechanics surrounding it. It's a matter of isolating the necessary group(s) of genes that directly affect and create the desired effect. Which, while may be a bit difficult, it shouldn't be all too much so.

FTL: Isolating particular groups of genes isn't all that much of a struggle. It's always been the invention of new genes that has stumped me. Either way, it should be fully within my capabilities to do so. Issue, as always, is modifying that group to behave exactly the way I wish for it to, without creating any genetics from the ground-up.

FTL: In the end, it is a matter of isolating, and then merging the modified isolated genes with those of a magenta lizard. Not all that much more difficult that many upon many of my previous experiments.

FTL: To further expand upon my goal with such an experiment, it is as follows: a near-typical magenta lizard with an extra defensive measure - which is, of course, the hazer's ink. Adding it shouldn't change all that much within the magenta lizard. Not many potential deviations.

FTL: The ink will be, as mentioned, a simple defensive measure. A backup. Though the lizard may very well utilise it for offensive purposes, such as to blind its prey before attacking it. Both possibilities are plausible.

FTL: I must admit that I most likely typically would not have thought of such an idea for an experiment, but I believe that I am running out of a viable ideas. They are, of course, a hypothetically-infinite resources, these ideas, but they're not all viable. Far from it.

FTL: Should be an interesting thing though. Just as all experiments are. Perhaps I'll learn something during it that will aid me in my quest to attain the knowledge that I should have already had.

FTL: I do not have much to say beyond that. The plans are rather simple, and nothing of importance has happened. At least, that I am aware of. I'm sure I'd know if it were important enough, right? Still, it doesn't particularly matter, for a vast multitude of reasons.

FTL: I will be conducting this experiment during the next cycle. And then after that, the loop starts over once more, I suppose. A part of me is considering reopening the Metal Rot experiment, if simply for the sake of curiosity. That's an issue for later on.

FTL: For now, I will simply carry on with my work, as always.

[rats0da]

GHAAAAAAAAHHHHHH

[skrunksthatwunk]

playing dmc1 with my earbuds in (but on low volume bc they're being weird) while my roommate and her shitty bf argue. i feel like i'm recreating the very specific experience of some child of divorce out there

[withleeknow]

Helloooo! I’ve never done a request before so I hope this comes off okay :)

I love the song “flower line” by om shankar, it makes me smile every time. So, I was wondering if you could do a drabble based that.

If not, maybe the prompt: “real smooth, tripping over air”

If you take this request, thank you so much but if not I completely understand 🫶

call it what you want.

pairing: hyunjin x f!reader genre/warnings: strangers to lovers, college au, fluff; some light cursing, very unedited i am half asleep rn lol, italics indicate flashbacks word count: 1.4k note: hi anon! thank you for the request hehehhee. i decided to go with the prompt and also you didn't specify a member so i went with hyunjin, i hope that's okay :) happy reading <33

as always, i’d appreciate any thoughts or comments you may have, and please drop a like and/or reblog if you enjoy reading ♡

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"real smooth, tripping over air."

hyunjin came back to the table and set down two coffees, the content of seungmin's plastic cup spilling over the rim just a little bit when hyunjin pushed the beverage toward him rather aggressively.

"shut up," hyunjin grumbled, covering his face with his hands as he wallowed in his misery. "literally shut the fuck up."

it was burnt into hyunjin's subconscious, the feeling of utter embarrassment when he had quite literally scrambled to stand up after you called out his order number and stumbled as he made his way over to the counter.

this was the fifth time that seungmin had been dragged to the campus cafe where you worked part-time as a barista, just to provide emotional support while hyunjin tried not to chicken out of chatting you up. every time, hyunjin swore today's the day, and every time, he went home with his tail between his legs and a brain that was wiped clean the very second you smiled at him.

seungmin only laughed despite losing a few drops of his coffee to hyunjin's dramatic ass. it was entertaining to see his friend like this, panties all twisted in a bunch over a crush on a cute girl whose number he couldn't even muster up the courage to ask for.

"you're such a pussy," seungmin tutted, shaking his head in disapproving amusement and taking a sip of americano as he looked at hyunjin who seemed like he could have a mental breakdown if even a gust of wind were to breeze past him right now. "it's not like you've never asked for a girl's number before. just do it."

"do you want to broadcast my shame to everyone here? keep your loud ass voice down." hyunjin removed his hands from his face and hunched forward to scold his friend in a half-whisper, even though the cafe was busy that day and it was almost impossible for you to hear him from all the way in the corner and over the lively chatter of the other students filtering in and out of the place. "you don't know what it's like. she might be the prettiest girl i've seen in my entire life. i go stupid every time i look at her."

"to be fair, you go stupid pretty often," seungmin said, which only earned him another murderous glare from across the table. "for real, why am i wasting my time here with you if you're just not gonna do anything? you're not even paying for my coffee. i could be in my room sleeping and saving money right now."

a pathetic whine slipped from hyunjin's lips before he sneaks a glance in your direction, where you were focused on writing down some guy's order by the register. "i don't know what to say!" he groaned, "it's so hard. ughhh."

he remembered the first time he saw you, and it wasn't in this cafe. it was at some lame party that he was forced to attend, where the drinks were shitty and the music was even shittier. he was sipping on cheap beer when he spotted you talking to another girl in the corner of the room, both of whom he'd never seen on campus before. what caught his attention was your easygoing smile and how your mere presence just seemed to pull him in despite the roomful of people separating you. he couldn't look away, and as if you could sense his stare on you, you'd turned your head and met his eyes. you'd sent that same charming smile his way, and hyunjin was enamored for the rest of that evening.

he lost sight of you soon after though, and none of his friends knew who you were. that was that; you were a pretty girl that he saw at a party once, whose name he didn't even know but whose smile he had memorized.

then three weeks later, as though the universe had given him a second chance, he saw you again when he came to the cafe for a quick bite before class. you'd smiled at him the same way you did at the party, and he was tongue tied.

fast forward another month and here he was, with his head in his hands as he agonized for the nth time over what to say to you other than "hi," "one iced americano please," and "thanks."

"just tell her you think she's cute and you'd like her number," seungmin said. "it literally doesn't get more straightforward than that. the worst thing she can say is no."

this was how their last four visits to the cafe went, the conversation always ending with hyunjin neglecting his friend's advice in favor of sneaky glances and a mouth shut tight when he failed to hype himself up enough to utter a few words to you.

"if you don't do it today, you're on your own," seungmin told him when he was only met with silence from hyunjin's end. "i'm not coming back with you again. the coffee isn't even good."

"wait, come on, dude. just... wait. i need to think."

"stop thinking. nothing in that brain of yours is going to help."

"hey!"

"are you gonna do it or not?"

"hold on, i need a plan."

seungmin rolled his eyes before he downed the remaining few sips of his coffee. "you know what? if you don't ask for her number, maybe i'll just do it myself." then he was already coolly standing up and heading in your direction without even looking to see if hyunjin heard him correctly.

"seungmin!" hyunjin called, hurriedly gathering his phone and wallet and scrambling to catch up with his friend in a panic. they both stopped in front of the register, where it was thankfully empty now and no one nearby had to watch hyunjin burn himself to a crisp with embarrassment.

"how can i help you?" you asked, looking at them curiously when hyunjin's eyes flit between you and seungmin in a panic.

"uhm... i.... uh..."

"this is hyunjin." seungmin was the coherent one between the two of them as he clasped a hand on his friend's shoulder with a sly grin. "he thinks you're cute and wants to get your number."

"the end," hyunjin says flatly. "the rest was history. you were there, you know what happened."

"come on, please?" you pout, tugging on his arm as you lean closer to nudge your nose against his cheek. "i've only ever heard it from seungmin and he doesn't tell it like you do."

he glances at you from the side. "what do you want me to tell you? that in that moment i considered running out the door and not stopping until i found the nearest ditch to fall into?"

you laugh, all light and airy and it still makes hyunjin as smitten as he was that afternoon in the cafe. "no, the other part."

"the part where i actually did kinda try to run away and bumped into someone and spilled coffee all over myself? and you had to take me to the backroom to let me borrow someone's shirt?"

this draws another giggle out of you as you recall the moment, when you had been so endeared by him that it was hard to let him go home afterward without your number saved in his phone. "yeah," you say, utter fondness dripping from your voice. "that part."

"that was the most embarrassing day of my life. i made a complete fool of myself."

"you were adorable. it's my core memory of you."

"i'm glad you found my humiliation entertaining."

you roll your eyes half-heartedly before pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek to appease his faux sulk. "we wouldn't be here right now if it weren't for your dramatic overthinking ass that day, would we? unless... you'd rather take it all back."

hyunjin softens in an instance, huffing out a breath as he mumbles bashfully, "i didn't say that..."

"you big baby," you tell him with your lips still ghosting the side of his face. you're so close like this, so tightly pressed up against each other on your couch that you can feel the warmth of his body and the thumps of his heart when you slide your hand over his chest. you give him another peck on the cheek, then you smile against his skin. "happy six-month anniversary."

there's a light blush that rises from his neck until it covers his face in the most beautiful rosy shade. a shy grin, his eyes turning into little crescent moons from the happiness that spreads from his head down to his toes, then hyunjin is smoothly turning over so he could pin you underneath him, where he presses his lips against yours so your smiles could meet.

"happy six months, baby."

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[neo91502]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOMM TIREDSMASHBROS!!!

note for tomm under the read more... lalala💥💥 @tiredsmashbros

ohhh tomm. tomm tiredmashbros, oh do you even know what has happened this, what, past half a year and counting? There has been so, so much improvement these past few months, whether that was to be art or even being able to grow the confidence to actually make a discord server and how well it is and how active it is to this day!!! It’s genuinely felt like it’s been so long, but truly only has been maybe about. since september so like 4 months maybe of the discord server? and so much has happened since then.

Onto the actual much deeper depths of paragraphs, you genuinely have changed my life in ways that I don’t think I could even achieve. Many days on vc’s, joking about the most random things, to the (about) most unexpected things, late night vc’s, the silly sleepover vc’s (technically late night... but shhhh), your paragraphs here, your just genuinely amazing self and personality. Even if you’re just another person in this world, I think you’re some of the best among everyone that I could’ve had the pleasure of getting to meet and know you.

I always loved the times when we vced and went “hey it’d be funny if we watched this video” then did that or, mainly, plan ahead and all. The pikmin iceberg (even if i fell asleep. whoops.), isaacwhy ltlvc, epic the musical, and so much more probably HSJDNSJ. I’ll always remember the first vc I was in with you, or at least the one that I think is the first since I think we both were muted then eventually unmuted JSIDJSSJ I still don’t remember who was all there... i think it’s really funny that like 1-2 months after that, we vced so much and literally couldn’t remember who was there in the first vc JSAKJSKDJD i think that vc was when we had that silly “IM NOT A TYPER” or something i think... I DONT HAVE THE ORIGINAL IMAGE SAVED RN JAHDJDSJ 💔💔💔 and i sounded in such despair because it was like 1 or 2 am for me and i had to be quiet... I always absolutely LOVE our vc’s together, even if i’m caught, i typically don’t actually feel that bad since it’s just like. augh. i have no idea how to explain it💔💔 but yeah 💥💥💥 —> EDIT HERE... LTIERALLY TALKING TO YOU IN DMS AND YOU LITERALY HAVE JT ON HAND. THE IM NOT A TYPER. BROOOOO IM GONNA GET YOU

The surprise you gave me for my birthday and the fact that you did an entire PARTY IN THE SERVER ???? dude i was genuinely so gobsmacked, even if i was late to it NSKDNSKAJA... there was so much going on, i’ll be so fr i literally can barely remember it other than you asking my favroite scene and saying flowerfield sunset and then some bit later you surprised me with the fanart of neo like GUH?????? oh my GOS AJAJSNSNbut even just the MERE IDEA of having a birthday party and the fact that you wanted to do one for me was so surprising and i’m so genuinely hyped for yours like GUH. I’m so HSJSNSJSJSKSKNDJD

as you already know, the drawing above took about 12 hours and 30 minutes to fully finish. honestly, to my first fanart of tsb to this one is just amazing and i wouldn’t be able to see such improvement if it weren’t for you, for your amazing lore of tsb (i will yap about this later...), stealing some of your silly techniques here and there, and so much more. i’m just. baffled at the thought of being here with your birthday today.

oh and your ART. oh my GOODNESS. Where do i even START. for one, i know for a FACT i have stolen silly little things out of your style because of how unique and silly it is and how i do this with all of my friends because i genuinely appreciate and love everything that everyone makes,,, i especially LOVE, oh my goodness do i LOVE how you do your coloring and shading. it’s so unique in a way that works so damn well with how you do your lines, whether it’s sketchy or not, the outlines, everything bro. the rendering gets me the most. you WITNESSED me STRUGGLE to recreate it because i really wanted to try out and do a piece more in your style of things!! i do want to say it had been actually so fun doijg that... i should do it again lalalala... BUT ANYWASY!!!!! i’ve always just. oh my god. LOVE and just BUSHSURHEJSNA i just love how do you comics bro,.... no matter if they’re the ones like your final or the ones like the memories tsb lore... and especially the SPEED YOU GET THESE DONE AT ???? BRO IM SO JEALOUS IN THE BEST WAY POSSINLE... i don’t think i’ll ever stop looking up to you bro...

and now the lore. oh my Lore. Lore lore lore lore . im gonna gET YOUUUUUUU. i’m so INVESTED in tsb’s lore... the creation of this whole universe with cartoony characteristics (it’s literally just. HOW DO I EXPLIJA IT ITS BASISLY LIKE JUST A CARTOON WHDJSNS AND I LOVE IT), pipedream, watchman, the mysterious feeling, the character development. bro EVERYHTING. i cant BELEIVE you hide so much shit in the tiniest things, make entire comics out of what look like such simple asks but no your ass is over here producing COMICS for this bro..... i’m so jealous oh my GOD...... there’s so much i can think of but it feels so little of what we actually know (confirmed) so far... also i see you editing the playlist... your ass is NOT SLICK!!!

comsider all of these paragraphs and everything i’ve said to you already in vc as revenge for all the genuine most kindest paragraphs i’ve read in my life in the reblogs of tsb fanart... guh.... also off topic from this, i realized this is the first time you’ll see me draw emmet oh my god....

i’m so sure i have more to say but my ass actually cant think of anything brooooo.... maybe i’ll send you paragraphs in dms when i think of it and actually remember it GUH.... OH OH WAIT WAIT ALL THE JOKES THAT WE’VE MADE. dude i’m always just being so silly in vc and i think it’s really silly and comedic when you’re over there making silly little doodles and i just go “you should draw tsmg4/smg4 with long hair/smg34” or other alike things.... i don’t think i’ll also ever live down the times when i fell asleep on vc and you were there for i think all of them except maybe 1 ? i have no clue... bro your voice genuinely so calming i’m gonna fall asleep again some day 😭😭

okay enough yapping about that i THINK...., when I first found you, it was literally from the lipbite part 1 comic 😭😭 and i was like “oh hey, i actually kind of really like this person’s art!!” so yk. i followed you!!! if i told my past self that i’d be sitting here right now, typing all of this out, they wouldnt believe me. I’m genuinely just so baffled at the mere thought of being here and being able to call you a friend. hell. i’d even say best friends / close friends bro... i cannot even fathom the thought of that in the past, yet, here i am, able to call you a friend that i talk to about regularly i’d say.

I want to say it again; Happy birthday Tomm, I hope you have one of the best birthdays in your life and thank you for everything.

-Neo 💙

also,,, here’s a silly meme

part 1 of 2 ... i mean. who said that!!!!

part 2 here

[boydepartment]

quiet nights- hwang hyunjin x reader

a/n: i am sorry this was completely self indulgent :( ik i have requests rn but like… i finished all my work and im just laying down next to my mom watching hyunjins vlogs on the tv so this is FOR ME :(( your girl has been a little tired lately and mentally stressed i usually don’t even write or take requests for skz anymore but……………. omg what’s that behind you???!!!?

warnings- none, fluff, they just talk in the hotel room. not proof read.

wc- 400-500

MASTERLIST

curling up beside your cool hotel pillows was the standard while traveling. you didn’t expect your boyfriend to get back to the hotel room until later tonight. hyunjin was a busy man and his errands for this trip were later than your errands. your errands finished when his started, so needless to say you really missed him.

you fumbled around trying to get comfortable in the dim hotel room, you had all the lights off and you could see the city lights from the open curtains.

since the room was so high up you felt comfortable leaving them open, there was no balcony or any openings so you could enjoy truly enjoy the view of the bustling city.

you sat up and took a seat by the window, taking the throw blanket you and hyunjin bought from your last trip with you.

it was amazing to you that there was so many people living so many different lives, so many lights to signify different things. before you knew it you had grabbed the sketchbook and charcoal out of your bag. hyunjin had bought you and him art supplies while you were out earlier.

you started to sketch out the city in front of you, so focused on the scene. you wanted to challenge yourself to not try and erase or clean up your lines unless it was with the medium.

your brows furrowed and you started to get in your head, not even realizing your boyfriend was back in the hotel room. hyunjin thought you were asleep so he set down the bags of surprises quietly. when he walked further into the hotel room he saw you sitting by the window with the sketchpad in front of you. smiling to himself he watched you for a bit, changing from his outdoor clothes to indoor.

once he was done he went up to you and put his hand on your shoulder, the thin piece of charcoal snapped and you looked up at him.

“you scared me.” you felt yourself laugh a little before smiling up at him. hyunjin looked down at you, his smile never leaving his face.

“i’m sorry, my intended…” he mumbled and leaned down to kiss you.

you smiled into the kiss and set the art stuff down on the small table.

“let’s get your hands cleaned up and then we can head to bed alright? it’s late…” hyunjin caressed your face and kissed your forehead. you nodded and you both walked to the bathroom.

he helped you wash the charcoal off your hands as he told you about his day, “then this lady complimented my jewelry and i found out she was some like high political power that i didn’t even know!” hyunjin whispered through giggles.

“when did you find out?” you asked, giggling aswell, your boyfriend always found himself in weird positions like this.

hyunjin started laughing again, “literally four people came up to me and were like, ‘do you know who that is?’ and obviously i was like ‘nooooo what?’”

that sounded like something he would do and you could so clearly imagine it, “how does this keep happening to you?”

he dried off your hands and kissed your palms, “i don’t know my love! people just talk to me i guess. i don’t even know what they’re saying half the time.”

you started to giggle again and you guys walked over to the bed and got in. it was finally comfortable to you with your boyfriend next to you.

“so tell me about your day?” he laid on his side facing you, tracing your hands with his fingertips, “i had to leave when you got back so i didn’t get to ask…”

“it was busy, i had to talk to a lot of people too, not political powers though.” you teased him, he threw his head back and laughed.

“but it was good, i walked around a bit when you left, picked up a couple things for us too. there’s leftovers in the small fridge.” you spoke softly. hyunjin nodded and scooted closer to you, you could tell he was getting tired. sleep finally knocking on his door.

“i found… i found a nice cafe…” he yawned and pulled you closer to him, “healthy food… nice breakfast…” hyunjin started to shut his eyes.

you relaxed in his arms and started to place with the ends of his hair, “want to go there for breakfast tomorrow?”

he nodded, “then a museum…”

“then a museum…” you repeated and smiled to yourself, sleep starting to come for you too, “we better get rest then…”

hyunjin nodded into your neck, “mhm….” humming.

“i love you..” you whispered, your hand moving back and forth on his back.

“i love you most..”

[seasaltdevotion]

Should I be asleep for school tomorrow? Yes

Is Lord Hypnos probably screaming at me rn? Yes

HOWEVER

Im so happy! Literally being in this religion has done so much for my mental health in a positive manner. Im showering consistently, im doing my laundry in a timely manner for the most part. I’m trying to take care of myself so much better than before because the gods motivate me so much.

Like I can’t have a messy room since I do my worship in here, I can’t be dirty all the time because the gods won’t be very happy with it. Etc. Etc.

And Lord Apollon has been blessing me recently because I was stuck in a writers block for almost a YEAE AND A HALF and after some praying and begging and offerings, I finally am free! I’ve been writing consistently for almost four days now and I’m so happy about it.

He’s probably tired of me thanking Him, because that’s all I’ve been doing when I’m not busy. I’m just so happy, and my worship makes me feel so good about myself. It gives me something to focus on, I suppose a purpose, but idk. I love Hellenic Polytheism sm!

[oh-no-its-bird]

I'm having. So many Uchiha Houhua thoughts. Like I know so much of his existence is geared towards survival but. The hc of Uchiha's use of war fans,I have to wonder if he ever finds him half heartedly fiddling with a delicate seeming Tessen, remebering an old friend now far gone, just as razor edged and yet still missed.

And it may be my own fondness for the concept of a spider summons but so much of spider behavior is "Please Leave Me Alone" which is very on brand for Houhua. Camouflage and careful, delicate and yet still so dangerous, setting invisible webs between leaves and waiting for the worse predators to pass. (Also using spider venom to fuck with his heartrate for the possum jutsu maybe?)

The entire concept is so delightful and I'm very thankful to have seen all your little tidbits on it

YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU SENT ME A STRAWPAGE I JUST SAW IT LAST NIGHT BUT FELL ASLEEP BEFORE I COULD COPY PASTE IT TO REPLY TO HERE!!!!!!!!!!!

Omg hi funny seeing you here (<- batting my eyelashes, twirling my hair)

Anyways I love this, actually. Like, a lot.

Ough,, Houhua unable to look at war fans without thinking about both SY and SQQ,,,

I think it's actually especially fun to think ab like. The difference in fighting style between (Japanese) Uchiha styled war fan techniques and (Chinese) Cang Qiong Sect war fan techniques. Not even counting the much more specific Qing Jing Peak style of fan techniques.

That also goes double for sword techniques, especially considering the plans for Houhua to go into sword smithing.

Houhua has literal decades of the Cang Qiong sect sword style engraved into his fucking bones. Into his soul, even, if you consider the whole 'cultivators swords are usually tied to their spirits in some way' thing.

He's going to have the worst time trying to switch to Uchiha sword styles-- though I think the sharingan + the unfamiliar, tiny body without all the muscle memory of his past life will help him at least get his footing

,, Hey, is muscle memory held in the actual muscle or is it held in the brain? That's a thought.

ALSO. THE SPIDERS.

I. I cant lie to u, you are making an amazing argument rn for him having a spider summons. I love the idea sm, I am now faced w the ultimate dilemma of choosing between a spider contract or a rat contract.

On one hand, they both carry undertones of like 'there might be a bit more to see here than just a coward' bc of the associated (mostly negative) connotations of rats and spiders both being like, underhanded, sneaky, that sort of thing. But the spider tho,,, ough,, it also shows a side of implied manipulation that might be fun just from the angle of like.

Yeah you'd expect him to have some sort of rodent contract but hes actually been designated spider coded by the universe, actually.

I forget if I posted this snippet yet or if I only posted it on the discord but take this really quick:

So like. This moment, where Kabuto bets Houhua will get some form of rodent contract (for obvious reasons) while Hana bets he gets a fucking worm. But now make it even funnier bc they're both wrong and he got a spider contract.

This could also maybe play interesting into Houhua and Kabuto's sort of ongoing quiet squinting in eachothers direction as they both go 'this guy isnt as simple as he seems...' as Kabuto mentally recalculates some of Houhua's behavior

This also can just bring out a pretty fun "hey so lets talk about in universe stereotypes and associations when it comes to summoning animals" which I just think is fun. Like, culturally, what does it mean to have a contracted animal? Do some people treat it like they might astrology personality tests? Do some people think its just nonsense and pure luck or not that deep?

For some people it probably isn't that deep, while for others (specifically those who might come from families who always have the same contract, or others who sign blank contracts where they really are sent to an animal that matches them best) it really is a good way to try and analyze them

And like. Where does that leave Houhua?

This could also just be fun for when he interacts w Orochimaru, who fucking hates bugs (insert my own personal favorite hc here that he hates them largely in part due to the many times he was stuck inside his own rotting body, infested with bugs)

And like, Houhua and Orochimaru will inevitably interact, though I'm not 100% sure on how it goes just yet. But like. Houhua having a spider contract and Orochimaru coincidentally hating spiders. Could be funny.

PLUS YOU'RE SO RIGHT FOR LIKE. SPIDER VENOM POSSIBLY PLAYING INTO HIS PLAYING DEAD ACT. UR SO SMART FOR THAT.

Anyways. Yeah ok I think spider contract Houhua would go pretty hard for multiple reasons. Give him a big fluffy spider with big ol eyes.

Houhua can maybe get another contract further down the line and then get the rodents he deserves.

Im so glad that you've been enjoying the SQH in naruto au nonsense I've been pumping out!! I'm like. Halfwayish done with chapter one but it keeps getting longer. I'll get there eventually.

I really need to update my tumblr vault with all the recent additions to the au but want to update it when I post the actual fic so I can link the fic to the chapter, so I'm holding off on that

Anyways, thank you for your ask!!