#i just can’t stop thinking about them

[jenanigans1207]

The thing is, when Cheng Xiaoshi finds out about the timelines and Lu Guang going back— and with Qiao Ling now at least having an idea, I think it’s inevitable that he finds out— I think he’ll be mad, but not for the reasons we’re all expecting. He’s not going to be mad at Lu Guang for breaking his own rules, and he’s not going to be mad at Lu Guang keeping secrets because he has a right to know. Not initially, at least.

No, I think he’s going to be mad that Lu Guang put himself in this isolated, lonely situation and had to suffer on his own.

“I know, I should’ve told you.” Lu Guang will say, staring at Cheng Xiaoshi’s feet instead of his eyes.

“Yeah, you should’ve told me.” Cheng Xiaoshi will reply firmly, stepping up to grab Lu Guang by the shoulders. But it’s gentler than Lu Guang expected, and so are the words that follow. “You shouldn’t have had to deal with that alone.”

Lu Guang’s head snaps up then, searching Cheng Xiaoshi’s eyes for something. “What?”

Cheng Xiaoshi looks mad still, but now Lu Guang can identify the sadness underneath. “You went back to when we first met, right?” At Lu Guang’s hesitant nod, he continues. “I get not telling me right away then. You couldn’t. But all these years, Lu Guang? After everything?”

“I didn’t want to burden you.” Lu Guang answers. “And I didn’t know how telling you would affect the timeline. I needed— I needed to keep you safe.”

“And I need to be there for you!” Cheng Xiaoshi says, his fingers tightening on Lu Guang’s shoulders. “That’s my job! Wherever one of us goes, we both go.”

“Cheng Xiaoshi…”

“I hate to imagine how alone you’ve felt,” Cheng Xiaoshi confesses quietly. “How hard it must’ve been to deal with all of that without support.” Lu Guang swallows, but he doesn’t say anything. He can’t, his throat is too tight. “That’s the worst part, you know? To know that you’ve been suffering. Even during the good times, you were weighed down by this. And that— Lu Guang, that kills me.”

“I didn’t—“

“I know what it’s like to feel that alone.” Cheng Xiaoshi continues. “I felt like that for years. And then you showed up. You showed up and I was never alone again. You bore every burden with me, fought every fight at my side. You listened to every fear and worry I had. You cured my loneliness and all this time, I could’ve been doing that for you but you didn’t give me the chance.”

Lu Guang looks down. “You have been there.”

But Cheng Xiaoshi shakes his head. “Not the way I should’ve been. Not the way I want to be.”

“I’m sorry.” Lu Guang says again, more quietly this time.

“Just promise me,” Cheng Xiaoshi ducks his head to catch Lu Guang’s eye. “Promise me you’ll tell me everything this time. Okay?”

“Okay.” Lu Guang agrees.

And he does. He tells Cheng Xiaoshi everything, slowly but as it applies. And the ache of loneliness vanishes almost instantly.

[natasha-romanew]

when you are young, they assume you know nothing

but i knew you, playing hide-and-seek and

giving me your weekends, i

i knew you

your heartbeat on the high line

once in twenty lifetimes, i

and when i felt like i was an old cardigan

under someone's bed

you put me on and said i was your favorite

and when you are young, they assume you know nothing

but i knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss

i knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs

the smell of smoke would hang around this long

‘cause i knew everything when i was young

i knew i’d curse you for the longest time

chasin' shadows in the grocery line

i knew you'd miss me once the thrill expired

and you'd be standin' in my front porch light

and i knew you'd come back to me

you'd come back to me

and you'd come back to me

and you'd come back

[devil-in-hiding]

roommates ReiJean but Jean comes back to their apartment to find Reiner surrounded by the girls laughing and taking photo’s, just for Sasha to pull him in saying “look how p r e t t y Annie made him!”

and he finds reiner sitting on the floor, pout on his ruby painted lips, sporting one of the most fierce cat eyes he’s ever seen

and Jean’s brain just goes offline, just white noise

[cozykittengirl]

The fact that Sadness and Joy are constantly very close to each other gives me this warm and fuzzy feeling inside.

[agentplutonium]

do you guys ever think about Sweetheart getting up and ready for work while Milo sleeps cause he doesn’t work/works later and like. if they have extra time before they need to leave the house they’ll just lay down beside Milo for a bit. and Milo always wakes up a little at the motion and just pulls them closer mumbling a “there’s my baby” or something like that. cause like. i think about that a lot.

[honeybeejohn]

do you think aziraphale telling him “I forgive you” multiple times is because being “unforgivable” has defined crowleys existence for over 6000 years and azira needs crowley to know nothing he could ever do would be unforgivable or unredeemable in his eyes

[whumpsoda]

You guys are giving me so many new ideas for Malak and Nevan and I want to write them ALL I am foaming at the mouth over them… thank you so much for these ideas… I’m going to put a lot more thought into the stuff I want to write, and I’m debating making a separate organized masterlist for it if I’m planning on writing a lot more??

[expertfool]

went to a wedding today, but all I could think about was ollie and malcolm attending a mutual acquaintance’s wedding. I don’t even have any critical thought about it. just malcolm in a nicer suit. ollie getting drunk and dancing on the dance floor. malcolm sneaking away to smoke, and ollie, tipsy, following after him bc he’s desperate for attention and not sober enough to stop himself for vying for it. they don’t give a single fuck about the groom and bride, they’ve just been eyeing each other from across the room since they both arrived, waiting until they’re drunk enough to excuse any desperate glances and touches, chaste still in fear of their intentions being too obvious to the other—ollie doesn’t mean it when his gaze lingers too long on the slope of malcolm’s mouth around a cigarette, nor malcolm when his hand reaches out to steady ollie’s tipsy sway and holds too long and too tightly around the bend of ollie’s elbow. malcolm doesn’t notice when he takes ollie’s drink from him, telling him he’s had enough for the night, holding ollie’s stare as malcolm tips his head back for a drink before letting ollie steal it back, whining that he isn’t really that drunk, but still itching for his liquid gold poison. ollie doesn’t try to taste malcolm’s spit on the rim of his cup nor does he care that he knows now that malcolm tastes of whisky sour. who were the bride and groom, anyway?

[smuttyaf]

i have so many xxxtra ideas for ‘the business’ that i want to write but i have to stick to the program. it sucks bc my thoughts. are. destroying. me.

[knox-knocks]

nicky and aaron: when andrew’s on his meds he’s unhinged, but you haven’t seen him when he’s sober! he’s so much worse

andrew off his meds: *has clinical depression*

nicky and aaron: he’s craaazy

[kavaleyre]

“After 200 years, you can forget how much color there is in the world.”

[nitanael]

[thecocodrille]

"The seekers. All of them. They had their adult upgrades done far too early. They must have been sparklings when it happened.”

Guys really I love this au so much, can I get a shout out to @mamzellesouris and @onedragontorulethemall for creating the young seekers au and the fanfics that are making me feral.

[zevrra]

god sorry the brainrot is so real tonight bc i keep thinking about how jayce is a certified LOVER BOYYYY. he’s all physical touch and reassuring glances, always touching you in anyway he can when you’re next to him. brings you your favorite coffee or flowers when you least expect it; just because he can. speaks in the softest tone when you’re around and gives you everything and anything you ask for without a second thought. and even though he’s still a little clueless and nervous when you reciprocate his feelings, he still kisses you with his entire soul bc he just loves so deeply UGHHHHH

meanwhile viktor, while a little insecure about himself, loves just as deeply but far more quietly than jayce does. he’s the one who scoots your coffee cup closer to you in the mornings, just so you don’t have to reach so far for it. writes you little notes for you to find in your books and then acts like he doesn’t know how they got there. kisses you randomly on the forehead as he walks by and every time it leaves you giddy. he longingly stares at you across the room but when you ask what he’s looking at he’ll just make some excuse up and busy himself with something else. acts of service and quality time is his love language and he’d do anything for you RAAAAA

[mediumgayitalian]

i keep thinking of like. if luke ever knew about will’s plague powers. he would have dragged him away from camp kicking and screaming and chained him muzzled to the side of that fucking yacht. the speed at which he would become a weapon to lay waste to camp half-blood.