#i love these guys so much i cant explain it

[prettywhenicryyyyyyyy]

For all coffee lover girlies, this one's for you.

Hope you'll enjoy this 🩷

i cant sleep (heeseung ver)

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you had tons of assignments to complete, coffee was your only source of energy. 3 cups of strong coffee was the only thing you needed to complete your assignments.

Later in the evening heeseung came over and surprised you with your fav cheese fries and cherry coke. As he stepped in he pats your head says

"Way to go, princess! You worked hard on those assignments and you deserve a reward" a soft gentle blush crept your face, as if his words are the only thing you need. "Come on lets eat i know you haven't eaten yet" he said. You guys ate while he rants you about his group members weird habbits.

After the dinner he asked

"Can i stay at your place? i promise i'll make it worth your while" *smirks*

"i would love that, lets see how good you are at keeping your promises"

*he smirks, a mischievous glint in his eye*

"is that a bet?"  he asks *stepped closer, his body inches from you*

"it is now" you murmured. Your breath caught in your throat as he moved closer. You like to tease him, but the consequences are *painful* you walk away from him "i should go and keep the dishes in sink" you said "excuses ahem" he said in a husky voice

you blushed

Later on, you enter your room and saw him on your bed. You felt a flutter in your chest as he stood up and approached you, his arms encircling your waist.

"come here" murmured, his voice low and seductive

"i need to hold you" you melted into his embrace your body perfectly fitting against his, pulling you down on top of him as you guys settled for a cozy cuddle session.

He wrapped his arms around you, pulling you close against his chest. "You look tired," he murmured, his chin resting on top of your head.

"I am," you admitted, nuzzling your face into the curve of his neck.

"Then come here," he said, gently guiding you down onto the bed. "Let me hold you while you sleep."

You sighed, melting into his embrace. "Mhmm, that feels good," you murmured, your eyelids growing heavy.

At 2 am

you stirred from your sleep, your eyes fluttering open in the darkened room. You glanced over heeseung lying beside you who was still fast asleep, and sighed. "I can't sleep," you whispered to heeseung. His eyes slowly opened. He propped himself up on one elbow and looked at you with a sleepy but concerned expression. "Can't sleep, huh?" he mumbled, his voice raspy from sleep.

You nodded reluctantly, a small frown on your face. "Yeah," you said, sighing. "I had too much coffee this afternoon, and now I can't seem to turn off my brain".

He chuckled and said "We could try something else to help you relax."

He leaned in closer, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Like gaming," he suggested, his voice low and playful. "It's a great way to unwind and forget about anything that's keeping you up at night."

"Sounds fun and exciting but whats the use? because i cant compete with you in gaming" you said with a cute baby voice

He smiled at you, his expression affectionate. "It's about having fun and enjoying each other's company. And besides... I think you're cute when you use that baby voice." He leaned in and planted a soft kiss on your forehead.

He stretched out his legs and relaxed into the couch, spreading his legs wide apart in a casual manner. He patted his lap, indicating for you to come closer. "Come here," he said, his tone soft yet commanding. "Take your seat princess"  he said, his voice low and sultry. "I want you right here, nice and close to me".

You moved closer to him, As you approached, he reached out and pulled her onto his lap, positioning you so that you are facing him, your legs straddling his hips. You could feel the heat of his body through the thin fabric of their clothes, and you could smell the faint musk of his cologne.

He wrapped his arms around your waist, explaining about the game rules. He caught you staring his lips, "You're not even paying attention to what I'm saying, are you?" he teased, his arms still wrapped around your waist. "Your eyes keep drifting back to my lips. You want a taste that bad, huh?"

"i cant help it, they just look so... inviting?" you said

"Well, don't let me stop you." He murmured.

He leaned in closer, then without any warning he captured her lips in a deep, passionate kiss.

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Thank you so much for reading.

[dullgecko]

(I feel like I send anons often enough that I can justify having like a tag so uh 🩰 anon here!)

Riz has a tendency to just grab and pull things to him with his tail whenever he’s tired and doesn’t want to move or make an effort

Which is fine whenever he’s just grabbing like his coffee mug or another string of yarn for the conspiracy board, however it is very not fine when he is having a movie night with Fabian and his instinctual response to Fabian getting up to go make popcorn is for his tail to wrap around Fabian’s waist and literally tug him back down

He is blushing so hard because while Fabian is just laughing it off thinking it’s just a Riz being Riz thing, for goblin standards doing that is very much a way of showing that the person is yours and he is like dying inside

This is like a week into their relationship but goblins tend to get really serious really fast (short lifespans and all that) and they’ve basically been doing this for like 3 years it just hasn’t morphed into an actual relationship until recently, so it’s not actually that weird for his goblin brain to be a little bit possessive, it’s just Riz is so worried about Fabian taking it the wrong way that he just does not tell him

(Fabian eventually figures it out on his own and he still thinks it’s really cute, he’s a Seacaster semi-possessive tendencies run in his blood this only makes Riz more attractive in his eyes)

Riz does try to keep his tail to himself more actively their next few hangouts, that is for like a month until Fabian one night just like gently grabs Riz’s tail and wraps it around his wrist (he had noticed it flicking restlessly and usually Riz would just let it wrap around whichever Bad Kid was closest so he presumed it would help)

After that it’s hard to find a time where the two of them are together and Riz’s tail isn’t wrapped around Fabian somewhere, it is in fact very often Fabian’s first sign that Riz is even there to begin with before he starts talking

Fabian’s still very proud of the time somebody had decided hitting on him at a party in front of Riz was a good idea and Riz’s response was to wrap his tail around Fabian’s waist and start a low growl in his throat (it was very quiet so only Fabian could hear it but the person got the hint), it’s 100% not that he doesn’t trust Fabian (he was usually fine with Fabian getting hit on considering Riz gets hit on just as often if not more) it’s just he was literally right there and the girl clearly knew Fabian was taken and his instincts just took over, he explains all this to Fabian later and Fabian just somehow falls in love a little bit more

Fabian has to be careful not to get up TOO quick, just in case Riz has him trapped and he hadn't noticed (little guy is stealthy, sometimes he'll have his tail looped around your ankle and you cant even feel it until you go to take a step). The half elf can easily lift Riz fully off the floor with minimal effort but the goblin cannot support his own body weight with his tail. If Fabian even feels the smallest bit of resistance when he stands he wont even fight Riz yanking him back down, he will not be the member of his party to accidentlly dislocate something in the goblins tail.

[kawareo]

PSSSST 2 for the writer question meme

2. How does their race play into the design? Was it a conscious choice because of the racial features or did you simply enjoy the playstyle or lore?

Sooo Strike is a drow and when I made him one i admittedly had no idea about most of DnD and drow in general, I was just making my favorite OC to see what he'd look like in bg3 lol, it's why he doesn't really look like a drow or other drow ingame

BUT after getting way too into the Bhaalspawn stuff and bg3 lore and everything, I can confidently say that I found excuses reasons for why Bhaal would've made him that way.

the drow are considered a 'scary' race, Bhaal would've wanted that for his child, and they're kind of like... a degradation of a 'noble' race of elves? At least they're considered as such, they give off the high and mighty vibe and can do everything elves can but they're also considered lesser than surface dwellers.

They have a fucked up culture that's centered around an evil god(ess), but one that is not Bhaal. Strike could therefore relate to them but only from afar as they would've never accepted him as one of their own, which leads me to my next point

Isolation. That comes in two ways; one because people who aren't that familiar with elves and drow see a drow and assume the worst, so noone in their right mind would want to associate with him if they knew (Strike has to roll a persuasion check whenever he meets someone new and tells them that he's actually an elf), but because he doesn't fully look like a drow, everyone who does know them better will get this awful uncanny valley feeling about him. Like something is wrong but you can't really point it out, you know?

and another important thing is that Strike is a cis man, which puts him at the very bottom of social hierarchy of the lowest rank of an elf. Drow men are basically slaves and are treated as such, which means that his entire life he was constantly aware that without Bhaal and the title of being his scion, he would still, always, be a slave.

So yeah essentially me not knowing how drow work or look turned out really well because Bhaal is just enough of a bitch that I could totally see him make a mismatch of a person who will never be able to fit anywhere and whom noone will respect unless if he uses his Father's name and power to assert himself, but in any case, he created someone who will be unable to relate to anyone and find any other home outside of the temple.

[perfectly-clear-from-here]

sometimes i have a really bad day and then i remember that miles kane exists and my day is instantly better

[larabar]

paying respects to the kid who got me through middle school o7

[bedforddanes75]

i dont like how many pop culture references matty healy understands it genuinely scares me

[jazzzzzzhands]

He can brush his own hair...

But he likes it better when You do it

[agentplutonium]

gonna post a WIP Wednesday (not on Wednesday but I get a pass because I said so) because I haven't in a while and I'm actually excited to be working on this specific wip BUT:

@dizzy-n-busy has this amazing Milo art that they gave me permission to write an au off of. So here is a snippet of that cause I can't remember the last time I was this excited to write something.

Milo sidled up to the bar, perching on one of the stools as the bartender approached. “Gin, neat, would’ya Vincent?” “Of course,” Vincent said, giving him a small smile. It wasn’t like Milo’s order had changed much since he started coming here. “I’ll get that right up.” Milo glanced back at his table, watching as Asher continued to animately fight with David about something stupid. He couldn’t even remember what the original argument was about at this point. He scoffed, rolling his eyes. They always got like this. “Gin on the rocks,” a voice said near him, and Milo looked over to see damn near the prettiest person he’s seen in a while. “Anything for you, hun,” the second bartender said, whom they all call Volts because of their power before getting turned, while giving them a teasing smile. “You’re pretty late. I was starting to think I wouldn’t see you tonight.” “Case got me in the office late,” The person said. “Here you go, Milo,” Vincent said, sliding a glass in front of him.  “Hey, hey, before you go,” Milo started, motioning to the stranger a few stools down from him, “who’s that? I haven’t seen them before.” “Who, Sneaks?” Vincent asks. “They usually come in before you lot do. Listen, I wouldn’t-” There was a shout from the other side of the bar, the person waving Vincent over once they had his attention. Vincent turned back to him, hiding the slight frown that etched into his face from the patron. “I’ll be back.” He slipped off, and Milo made his move. Volts was just sliding the glass to this ‘Sneaks’ when Milo came up. “Person of taste, I see,” he commented, grinning at them. Sneaks regarded him for a moment, only to glance back at Volts. Volts only shrugged before slinking off with a coy smile. “What’s it to you, exactly?” “It doesn’t have to be anything you don’t want it to,” Milo said, sitting down, a stool in between them. Milo may have ulterior motives for this chat, but he wasn’t about to scare the pretty thing away. “Just friendly conversation.” “Why do I have a feeling it’s never just friendly conversation with you?” The stranger commented, raising an eyebrow before they took a sip from their drink. “Do you want it to be more than friendly?” Milo asked, lip turning up into a smirk. Sneaks didn’t answer, rolling their eyes. “Name’s Milo,” he introduced himself, holding out his hand. The stranger regarded it for a moment before reaching out to meet him.  “People call me Sneak’s,” They replied.  “You sure do like the mysterious aesthetic, huh, Sweetheart,” Milo teased.  “You got a problem with that?” Sneaks asked. “Not at all,” Milo said genuinely, bringing their hand up to kiss it. “Makes me more curious to get to know you, even.” “Yeah. Sure,” Sneak said, pulling their hand away.  “I’m serious,” Milo insisted. “I’m sure you are,” Sneaks said. “You don’t believe me,” Milo said, taking a sip of his drink. “It’s not that I don’t believe you,” Sneaks said, eyes trained on the glass in their hand, “just that you’re not the first to try. You’re either going to forget about me or not see me enough to properly pursue me.” “As if I could forget a cute face like yours,” Milo said. “I’d sooner be haunted by it than forget. I don’t know if you noticed, but I’m not like other guys.” Sneaks let out a humourless laugh. “Yeah, okay, toots.”

[dirt-str1der]

Theres no season 4 because theyre too scared to animate the canon gay couple. They know its going to change the dr stone mrm ecosystem forever

[iamunabletothinkofablogname]

god fucking damn it

[haveihitanerve]

the most infuriating thing about being a writer (besides being a writer) is daydreaming a scene in your story/book/whatever the hell it is and being like 'yes this is beautiful okay perf' and actually getting the motivation to sit down and write it... only to realize it only works in movie format

[akalegos]

Ok but whose up to discuss the implications this has on tuckers and church’s relationship

[possibly-art]

you ever?

[wulfhalls]

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[simelune]

💭 hmmm venting in tags.

but im very curious what you guys think about the phrase/idea "you can't love someone else until you love yourself"???

[netherdevil]

unnormal vivilly dweller thoughts in my head