#im like halfway done but still!!!! why do i have to go to sleep!!! i just wanna read!!!

[yumiis]

HI IM BACKKKK

if ur reqs are still open may i humbly request fighting and making up hcs for schlatt?

thank you!!!!

🎲 anon

welcome back love ! ofc you can have this done :))

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genre; hurt/comfort

type; headcanons

a/n; this does include screaming and cursing (reader also has implied trauma with screaming/yelling!), but there is comfort in there too! just take caution while reading!

read below!

Yes, Jay was one to scream. Not at you, but he does scream a lot, and he just has a really loud voice. Granted, that's not his fault.

What is his fault is how he uses his voice. How he uses it, and who he talks to. If he's talking to you, his voice is normally a little quieter, because he knows you don't like screaming. Sometimes though, it gets out of hand.

This time, it was bad. You forgot to clean the cat's litter boxes, even though technically, it was Jay's turn to do that. You understand he's busy, but he could at least clean a little. Especially for his cats.

Jay walked into the bathroom, "EW!" You heard him exclaim from a room over. You raised your voice, "What?!" He stormed out the bathroom with his belt halfway undone, "Why is the litter box not fucking clean?"

You put your phone down, sitting up a little bit. "It.. I, Uh, I must've forgotten, I'm sorry," You quickly resorted to apologizing, that's all you know.

Jay wasn't taking it for an answer, "Do you think the cats wanna walk around in their own shit and piss all fucking day?!" He screamed, he was getting loud, and you were shutting down.

"Jay, I'm sorry, I-" He stopped you, "Sorry isn't gonna fix it! Go fucking clean it!" You left your phone in the chair you were keeping warm, grabbing a plastic bag and their litter scoop.

You were quiet.

Jay sat in your chair, waiting for you. He didn't bother to go clean the second litter box in your shared bedroom.

You finished cleaning the first one, then moved to the second one. You threw everything away, then grabbed your phone from the chair. "Sorry." You mumbled.

He didn't respond to you, but instead just headed back to the bathroom to finish using it.

The rest of the day was spent in near silence. It was almost complete radio silence from both of you; you were scared and he was pissed. Until that night, when he realized he fucked up.

"Baby?" He whispered, poking his head in your bedroom. "Hey," You stayed under the covers as he started walking in, but his voice was quiet. It confused you. "I'm sorry." He spoke, sitting down by your feet at the edge of the bed.

"I shouldn't have screamed at you. Especially over the litter box, it was stupid. I'm sorry." You sighed, sitting up with your knees slightly to your chest. "It's fine. Just uhm, please don't do that again?"

"I won't. I'm sorry, I got out of hand, and I know how you get with that shit. I should know better." You didn't make eye contact with him. It was almost bedtime, and he wasn't in his pajamas.

You stayed quiet for a minute. He slowly got up, walking towards the bedroom door, "Where are you going?" You asked him.

"I figured you'd want me to sleep on the couch." Your eyes widened, "No!.. No, uhm.." You stuttered a little. "Please don't. I can't sleep alone anymore."

A soft smile was on his lips, "Okay, baby. I'm comin'." He quickly changed, taking his shirt off and putting on some sweats. He crawled in bed with you.

"I love you, sugar." He spoke, pressing a kiss to your forehead as he stood up on his shoulder. You grabbed him, cuddling into him. "I love you too, big guy.."

[yyokkki]

Asking to Sketch Them

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle Rosehearts

Honestly a bit shocked you’d ask him

But he’s had practice from posing for family portraits, so he isn’t too nervous

Until you say you want the backdrop to be Heartslabyul’s garden

It doesn’t break any rules… but that doesn’t mean someone else won’t break any rules

He doesn’t collar people as often as he used to, but he still makes it a point to lecture rulebreakers on the importance of said rule

So imagine the strain on his face when Ace walks by with a vase full of roses and it’s Wednesday.

In the end Ace sits beside you while Riddle gives a long lecture, keeping the rest of his body perfectly still so it doesn’t interfere with your work

You are sweating in fear. 6/10 a good model but it’s hard to draw when your model is half yelling at the dude sitting right next to you

Trey Clover

Might hesitate to say yes because he’s a busy guy,,

I mean they have tea parties like everyday and he’s always in charge of sweets-

You say he can go about his business and that you’re going to capture him in his natural habitat then he agrees

Raises an eyebrow cuz you make it sound like you’re on national geographic but ok

Anyways you’re drawing him while he’s baking and damnnn those biceps pop when he’s whisking

Secretly, however, he’s been holding back for a while now/

When you’re least expecting it he comes closer to you… and bam whipped cream on the side of your face

Devolves into flour tossing and chaos

6/10 you got whipped cream on your sketchbook and it was half finished but it was a fun memory

Cater Diamond

“OMS YAY of course ;DD”

Internally screaming because his makeup isn’t that good today and why him I mean there are better looking people in nrc and maybe he can get his clone to do it instead-

Overthinker fr

He’s a bit stiff at first, trying to only show his good side and checking his camera constantly to see if his smile looks good

If you’re close and you start talking to him about something he’s passionate about while you’re sketching he’ll loosen up a bit and his pose becomes a lot more natural

Eventually forgets you’re even drawing him and now it’s just him showing his true colours

Takes a pic of your finished sketch along with the both of you and posts it on magicam #muse #artistbestie

8/10 the sketch turned out well and you had a nice chat 

Deuce Spade

Has never been asked this question in his life

Boy is so stiff and awkward pls baby

He smiles like Oga from Beelzebub at first

Pls pls pls get this boy to do something else while you’re drawing him to get him to relax

Might be studying across the table from you while having a nice chat

Forgets you’re drawing him eventually pt.2

Tbh moves around a lot especially if a senior enters the room cuz he makes it a point to turn around and greet them while standing up

Is a bit surprised when you say you’re done because shit I forgot and I moved so much im sorry-

Also takes a picture of the sketch

Texts his mom the pic “I made a really good friend who’s great at drawing :D”

Will ask if you can draw a portrait of him and his mom together when you get the chance (will pay for it he just doesn’t know about the concept of commissions TT)

4/10 he’s so precious but not the best model tbh id still ask him again idc

Ace Trappola

Little shit (affectionate)

Not hard to make him agree but boy will he give you shit for it “my face is just that handsome ig” “you want me to get nude?” someone kiss him and make him shut up

At first he’s making a bunch of dumb faces and exaggerated poses and once he determines that you’re sufficiently annoyed he starts actually posing normally

Might get up halfway through and start stretching or laying down cuz he got tired though

Depending on how late he slept the night before and if you’re keeping quiet so he doesn’t get the chance to tease you, he might fall asleep

His sleeping face is cute so it works out for you ehe

When you’re done he acts all non chalant and smug about it but inside he’s sooo happy damn tsundere

Asks if he can draw you next and draws a potato with three dots on it <3

2/10 its only easy when he falls asleep but he’s cute so ill give him 1 extra point

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Heartslabyul | Savanaclaw | Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomefiore | Ignihyde | Diasomnia

Graphic design is not my passion dear lord i really need to read a guide on how to format tumblr posts TT

Also first time writing omg depending on my mood next part will either be out tomorrow or next month see yall

[stealingyourbones]

Hey Bones, I saw your thing about a Bat family member becoming a ghost and it reminded me of a very heart breaking au a friend and I came up with a while back that I don't remember if I submitted or not. Either way, be prepared to have your heart broken.

Tim is dead. He's been dead for a while actually. But No one seems to have noticed. He looks and feels just as solid as he did before he died, even if he's got a lower body temperature and doesn't seem to get hurt on patrol beyond bumps and bruises. Never anything that would land him in med Bay, never anything that would make his family check on him.

No one has noticed the way he doesn't eat anymore, or the fact he doesn't sleep. He's extended his patrol hours and cut back on time at Wayne Enterprises. He's pretty sure not even Alfred noticed. He knows the Kryptonians aren't worried about him not having a heart beat and they have no reason to tell anyone. They know he has a special device that can hide him from their senses and tests it on Kon a lot to make him focus on spacial awareness beyond his hearing. He used it a lot before he died. They just think he hasn't turned it off in a while.

Tim remembers how he died. Not fully, but there are pieces. He remembers he was fighting someone on a bridge and he didn't call for back up because he thought he could handle it. He doesn't remember who he thought he could handle. He remembers something stinging his arm. A bug? No a bug couldn't bite through Kevlar, it was a needle. Then everything started going dark and he was stumbling back. His back hit something hard and he tiped over it. He thought he could land on the other side. He remembers wondering why his suit felt so damp and heavy as the world went black around him.

Tim's body is still at the bottom of the bay where it will likely stay forever with so, so many other bodies. It makes Tim wonder, why him? Why not everyone else who ended up down there? Why not everyone who has died in Gothem? Did he come back like Jason did, is it something to do with being a vigilante? Tim checks his own pulse again while he's alone. Yep. Still dead. He continues on his patrol and tries to shove those thoughts away.

So what if Tim's dead? He's still here and he still has work to do. His family is full of detectives. If they can't figure out that something as important as death has happened to one of their own? Well then Tim thinks they need to pay more attention. He ignores the pain that curls in the back of his mind at that thought.

It's been 6 months. Why hasn't anyone noticed? Tim can't help but wonder if they ever will.

Howdy its me @bonebrokebuddy answering. I'm Twone's (twin bones) twin who is helping answer asks because this fucker has like, over 100 of them in her ask box and I help her with making prompt ideas frequently so she trusts me to not horribly fuck up her account.

This is my first answer for her I've written because I had my screen on low brightness and on darkmode, so your profile jump scared the shit out of me when I scrolled past it. Therefore im answering this one first.

Anywho, from my chronic inability to write angst here goes: Tim died, came back and none of the Bats seemed to care. So what? It's not like his best friends hadn't done the same thing. And he was tired and sick of the Bats thinking his entire life revolved around them.

So he packed up his bags and headed to Kansas.

The Bats might not be worried but neither was Kon or Bart. They're actually thrilled after getting over their initial grief that Tim now has also personally experienced death and came back. The funeral was a rather small, breif, and quiet afar. Kon made sure to help locate Tim's corpse and Bart helped with the eulogy (surprisingly heartfelt and moved them all to tears.)

Sure, they're sad that Tim died but he's right in front of them, it's a little more difficult to morn when you've been laughing at said dead guy who got stuck halfway through phasing out of the wall. And now Tim can keep track with them!

Kon is a little pissed that Tim can now go intangible and escape his TTK so he can't take away Tim's coffee anymore. But it's kinda worth it. The first time he took Rob on his favorite flight path, he's never wanted anything else than to hear Tim's breathless laugh and see his frighteningly perfect smile again. They now often go on flights together, high above the clouds with no-one else but them for thousands of miles around. (it almost felt like a date)

Bart knew this would happen one day. He was from the future, of course he knew that Tim Drake, formerly Red Robin, died at age 19 and changed his alias to The Grey Ghost. It doesn't mean that Bart doesn't morn the passing of his friend. Tim means a lot to him and the brief guilt that he did not stop Tim's death also quickly passes. He can finally show Tim that hiding space in the walls that no one else can get to without phasing through the wall! One other thing. Bart is unsure if Kon has noticed yet, which he knows Kon isn't the most observant of the old young justice crew but he has to have noticed it by now. Ever since Tim left Gotham he's developed an insane appetite despite claiming that he didn't need to eat while in Gotham and also being dead so why does he need to eat? (Unknown to Bart, Kansas doesn't have as much ambient ectoplasm as Gotham and Tim is starting to experience the withdraw symptoms. If the trio don't realize how to fix Tim's worsening symptoms soon, Tim might actually die for good this time.)

[mouthfullofmunson]

Some perv!eddie thoughts because I’m too far gone

He’s been y/n’s best friend since the two were super young because her mom and his uncle dated for a little bit

And the bond never broke so they were always together

After years and years of friendship he has obviously seen y/n naked once or twice or a handful of times

He never really grew out of the way too horny during puberty stage so the second he sees a bit of side boob he makes up an excuse as to why he has to leave or something

“I’ve got to go to the bathroom, I think I’m going to throw up I ate too much candy”

“Can I shower? Im getting sleepy and you don’t want me all dirty while I sleep in your bed!”

“Oh fuck I forgot my old man wants me home soon…”

And when she wears a shirt with no bra he does everything in his power to get her to bend over at the right angle so he get to see at least see a little bit, hopefully nipples but that’s only if he’s lucky to be sitting at the perfect angle

And he “accidentally” grabs her tit while they are cuddling or somehow “accidentally” pinches her nipple he’s like “oh my god :( I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to do that 🥺”

And she just responds back with a smile and a “it’s okay, Eddie. I know you didn’t mean to!”

And if he sees her tits jiggle under her shirt while she walks… consider him dead (😔)

And when he gives her a kiss on the cheek it’s always a little closer to her mouth than expected but he needs to know how soft her lips are… for a friend he’s likes to call… his cock

He lets her have sips of his drinks when he gets a milkshake or a slushy when they are out together but he had to hold it for her and watch her open her mouth to wrap around the straw

And if it’s a thick smoothie and she has to suck hard lord help him

His mouth pops open and he watches her every move

And he gets out a little moan

“Oops, sorry. I’m probably taking forever.”

“No, no, it’s fine. Take your time.”

“It’s really good Eddie” she smiles at him with a little vanilla ice cream still on her lips. He just lets out a shaky breath and nods before he thumbs the ice cream from her lip

When she stays the night he waits for her to fall asleep so he can jerk off as quietly as humanly possible while sleeping next to her

And he would definitely steal a shirt or something to sniff while he jerks off because he wants to imagine that shes still with him

And if he’s staying the night at her house he absolutely refuses to leave her side so he won’t miss anything exciting, like when she showers. He makes sure to move her towel or let her forget to grab a towel if she doesn’t have any more stocked up

Just to see her peek out of the shower

And then when he gets a towel for her he just pulls back the shower curtain like “here!”

“I’m naked!”

“Oh yeah, I somehow forgot…”

And he tells her all his dirty fantasy just to see her face- making sure to leave out the fact that she’s in all of them

And sometimes he “accidentally” grids himself into her clit while they hug or cuddle and then he act oblivious to her frazzled state “I can’t get comfy:(“

And sometimes he just opts for laying his head in her lap and once the movie is halfway through he act like he’s asleep and turns toward her, rubbing his face into her lap, acting like he is stirring in his sleep when really he just wants his nose as close to her panties as he can get it

and when he sees her in a bikini… he’s done

He sits in the hot tub with her and rubs himself through his swim trunks until he cums

One hand over his cock, the other gripping a beer can

And if they are with some other people (maybe Steve, Robin?) he definitely pulls Y/n onto his lap and he’s like “sorry :/ they need some room so you’re stuck with me!!”

But she wouldn’t mind

And he would be freaking out over them only having the tiniest layer of fabric blocking them from touching where he wants to the most

and he so gets her to do the nasty stuff that middle school boys do

“Open youre mouth and pretend to shake salt, I heard after a second you start to taste it”

“I don’t taste anything?”

“Give it a second”

And he feels bad he’s such a perv toward his best friend but it feels so good to touch her, she hasn’t seem to mind or care when he does, so why should he stop if neither of them have a problem?

And he stops feeling bad the second she starts doing the same things back to him

Sitting on his lap and wiggling a little

Sitting next to him and going to rest her hand on his thigh but she accidentally touches his cock “oops, sorry, Eddie :/ didn’t mean to touch you there…”

Or when she gives him little compliments “you’ve got nice hands” and plays with his rings or compares hand sizes with him (when really she’s just trying to figure out how thick his fingers are so she knows how many to stuff inside of herself)

And when she changes in front of him and so conveniently has on her pretty panties, or she has to fix her bra straps and suddenly her tits are bouncing right in front of his eyes

And when she borrows a shirt it seems like she always returns them and exchanges them for another one the moment they don’t smell like him anymore

Let me know your thoughts!!

:)

[vee-beeee]

Snow Day

HELLO

Im back with more, also im working on getting an AO3 account so ill be posting a lot here

This is another fluffy one, then its back to goofy crime scenarios

Premise: It's a snow day, you go sleding, and you win a very intense snowball fight. (feat. hank and sumo)

Conner and Nines x reader

Warnings: fluff, like so much fluff, snowball fights and maybe one or two swear words. You never know with hank

2k words baby

edit: i wanted to get this out sooner but my POWER WENT OUT. Also I honestly don't know how to feel about this but I worked hard so here it issss hope it's not to cringeee

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You woke up to your alarm blaring through a sleepy room. You noticed it, started to stir, and then instantly fell asleep again. Totally on accident! And usually someone would wake you up before you fell asleep. Strange.

Later, you opened your eyes again slowly, feeling yourself sprawled out on your bed. You felt the hard pillow you were on moving, like it was talking or something. Blinking and looking up, you see a pair of honey brown eyes and a smile that could rival the sun looking back.

Oh. Your pillow was Conner.

You smiled back, and then in point 2 seconds realized how horrible you probably looked. You instantly started wiping your face, realizing you had totally drooled on him a little.

You heard a gentle voice, filled with delight, calling your name. You looked back at Conner and he asked you why you were rubbing your face so hard.

"I probably look horrible Conner that's why" you laughed a little while you said it, averting your gaze to anywhere but him. But a loving hand came to redirect your face to look at him again.

"I think you look adorable when you sleep, especially when you use me as a pillow. Problem solved." He did his little lopsided smile, LED a calm blue, and you instantly melted. What did you do to deserve him and Nines.

Wait where was Nines?

You guessed you accidently asked that out loud because you got a response. You were still super sleepy.

"He's making breakfast. We may have had a slight kerfuffle on who gets to snuggle with you for the morning. But he's better at cooking anyway." You guys shared another smile and you scooted up on his body to press a kiss to his cheek. His LED flashed amber and he grinned blissfully at you. You really got to admire his sleepy form now, his brown hair was messed up and he was only wearing a white shirt and black sweatpants. You approve this fit. You guys were so busy staring at each other like love sick teenagers you didn't here someone walk in the room and grab your feet. You yelped as you were dragged off of Conner while he fake reached for you. You fell off the bed on a pile of blankets and looked up to see a similar handsome face smirking at you.

"When your done gawking at each other, I made you special pancakes."

You instantly shot up and fell a little at your speed. A hand reached out to stabilize you by grabbing your wait and you blushed, quietly asking if it was okay to hug him and he nodded softening up a little. You hugged him and kissed his chest, quickly grabbing a blanket off the floor and wrapping it around yourself, before hurrying excitedly out of your guys' shared room. You made it halfway down the hallway before remembering a VERY important aspect of your life.

"WORK" was all you managed to yell out before running to the kitchen to look at the clock hung on the wall. It read 10:34 and you almost fainted. You were supposed to be in the station at 7:00 sharp.

You were still staring at the clock when your boys walked in, looking at you in amusement.

"We decided to surprise you and we all have the day off." Nines simply stated, arms crossing over his chest to gaze at you.

"Its a perfect day for it too, look outside" was what Conner said before walking to wrap his arms around your blanketed body. You turned to look over your kitchen island, to your ceiling to floor windows in your apartment.

It was snowing. Hard.

You laughed with amazement, it looked beautiful. Like how winters looked in your childhood memories. You felt Conner's arms release you, and you gravitated towards the window when you heard a throat clearing. You whipped around to Nines who was looking at you with amusement and handing you a plate of the most delicious looking pancakes known to man. You quickly took it and gawked at the pancakes, they looked and smelled amazing. Thanking him like 30 times while he chuckled, you sat down at the kitchen island facing the windows so you could watch the snow come down. You had your blanket draped over you while you ate, and that made everything extra cozy. You moaned on the first bite, Nines was genuinely a really good cook. Besides being programmed to know a few basic meals, he also explored this hobby after full deviancy. He really enjoyed it as an activity for himself.

While you were eating, Conner came to sit next to you and slid a mug of Hot Coco over to you. It even had SPRINKLES on it. Were you dreaming still?

He gave you another signature sun boy smile when you looked at him with the biggest, heartfelt gaze you could muster. He and Nines just talked to each other while you ate. You always felt a little awkward eating around them because they couldn't. But they said they just enjoyed watching you, Nines specifically appreciated being able to have you taste test what he made.

You overheard them discussing what to do that day, and you quickly swallowed another bite and piped up

"It's snowing, we could go sledding in the park! Or make snowman, or snowball fight" you started rattling off ideas and the androids turn to watch how excited you looked when talking about the activities. That basically settled what you all were doing that day.

You spent an hour getting ready with the boys, both of them making sure you were wrapped up tight. They also had turned their internal body temperature up, so when you held hands theirs would be warm. It would also help so their internal systems would not freeze, but it would have to be super cold for that to happen. They still dressed in jackets a beanies, to match you.

After Nines had teased you for walking like a penguin with how many jackets and snow pants Conner had fastened you up with, you guys were ready to go. As you were waddling through the door, you realized embarrassingly late that you didn't have a sled. You expressed this concern to the boys and Conner quickly answered

"We can always go to the store to get one, and when I had done an internet search on snowman making I learned that a carrot is needed to complete the look. We can get more decorations for them also."

You gave him a big dopey grin, loving the thought that Conner had literally done research on how to make snowmen. Soon you were out the door and into Conner's car.

He had an awesome sleek black one, that you named the Bat Mobile. It was full of cool gadgets and was super safe (he picked it out because of its specifically because of that). You were just happy that you got to play your music.

You got in the passenger seat, having yelled out "shot gun" upon seeing the car parked in the apartments lower level garage. Nines grumbled but followed the rules and sat in the back like a good sport. You sent him an apologetic glance after sitting in your seat, but he returned it with a glare so you stuck your tongue out at him in retaliation. He then proceeded to roll his eyes half heartedly and chuckle.

You turned back around and put on your favorite song. Conner set the car to auto drive to the nearest winter store. He gently leaned back in his seat and moved his head slightly to watch you hum along to the song and move your shoulders in tune with the music. You didn't see it, to focused on the window and snowy world outside, but Nines saw. He smirked and started a secret conversation with him, LED blinking

"You're grinning like and idiot right now." Conner turned around to frown at him.

"You would be to, she looks so adorable dancing to her music. I do have to say, her music taste is more delightful than Hanks". Nines rolled his eyes and looked over to see you putting your hands in the air for a mock imitation of singing. He chuckled and stared at you a bit before basically hearing Conner smiling smugly at him.

"See?" He raised his eyebrows in a questioning glance.

"I understand now" Nines admitted, leaning back in his seat. He realized he had moved forward a bit to look at you. A slight smile on his face, he crossed his arms. Conner looked back to the road ahead of him and realized they were close.

You guys pulled in just as your song finished. You had really gotten into the song for a second, you probably looked silly. You noticed the seat next to you was empty and then remembered, Conner always rushed out the door so he could hold yours open.

Like a GENTLEMAN.

You giggled when he opened the door and you got out with a little bow and thanked him. He blushed blue as his LED stuttered amber and you kissed his cheek, making everything worse for his poor systems. He rushed to say something, but you were already on your way to the store with Nines at your side. He locked up the car, smile on his face and hurried after you guys.

After securing the sled and some snowman decorations, you all got back in the car. You volunteered to be in the back since Nines had been so nice to let you in the front last time. He said that it wasn't necessary, but you were insistent. So he relented.

The store wasn't far from the park, and you all got out of the car once again. As you got out, you basically took 3 steps before falling backwards into the snow. You started making a snow angel when Conner and Nines, holding your supplies, looked down on you from above with amusement on their features.

You chuckled and Conner held out a hand to help got you up, and you graciously took it. You looked out at the park, filled with suprisingly few people and whispered under your breath

"Let the games beign"

(a little later)

"Conner I cant do it! He's too fast!"

"Yes you can! Just hide behind that tree on your way to the flag and he should miss you."

A faint voice across the field yelled out

"I can hear you guys. I was made with advanced hearing."

Conner and you shared an eye roll, and then he kissed your temple good luck.

Currently, you were in a fierce capture the flag meets snowball fight battle against Nines. You and Conner teamed up because Nines was basically a 5 man team. He told you he would try his best to go easy on you, but you had told him not to. You remembered that time fondly. You had been so confident.

"Y/N he's coming out of his fort! Go Go!"

You let out a battle cry and ran across the wooded part of the park and heard Nines foot steps thundering behind you. You felt something whizz past your face, not hitting you but sending a threatening point. You wheezed a laugh out and ducked behind a tree. You could hear Nines slow and walk towards the tree you were hiding behind. He was just teasing you now. This was the feared deviant hunter, one of the most advanced androids, a more advanced model than Conner himself. But....

He had fallen into your trap. Because waiting around another tree was none other than Hank himself.

He came over to the park on his lunch break and brought Sumo, and he was happy that it had snowed so much so he wanted to enjoy it. It had been a tough day of teaching a new recruit, so when Conner said you guys were at the park having a snowball fight he was so there. Hank didn't want to miss the opportunity to pummel Nines in the face with a snowball.

Just when Nines started creeping around and grabbed your arm, you screamed

"HANK NOW" Nines jumped around, trying to evade this new attack, but it was to late. He got smacked in the face by 3 snowballs. 1 from Hank, who was currently laughing his head off, and 2 from Conner who had also snuck up behind Nines while you were hiding.

Nines groaned in frustration and you bounced out of his grip to run over and capture the flag from his fort. You bolted over to Hank and Conner, shooting your arms up into the air in triumph, holding the prized flag. Conner stood and watched you while grinning and Hank shot middle fingers to the sky, completing his task of hitting Nines in the face. A totally Hank thing.

Nines came and patted you on the back, and you gave him a quick peck on the cheek for being a good sport. He blushed a teeny, tiny amount and looked away with his LED blinking amber and brows furrowed.

Hank had to go back to work, but he left Sumo with you guys. Your boys decided they wanted to go sledding, so you found a great hill in the park.

"Okay so tuck your legs in, and keep them in the vehicle at all times." you were currently instructing Nines how to sit in the sled, you were in the front and he was behind you. Conner stood with Sumo, waiting his turn. Nines wrapped his arms and legs around you, with a surprising amount of protectiveness and strength, and you shivered when he breathed down your neck. He chuckled and saw the opportunity to catch you by surprise. He unwrapped his arms from around you and used them to suddenly push the sled down the hill.

You screamed in shock and clawed at the arms that had re-wrapped around you. He "offed" out in surprise as you guys hit some rocks hidden in the snow. You shrieked out in excitement as you spun the rest of the way down the hill and sled to a stop. You heard laughing and barking from far away while Nines wrapped his arms around you again and kissed you hair. You sunk into his strong front and sighed.

Next was Conner's turn. And he was ready.

You got in the same position you were in with Nines and snuggled in. Conner waited until you were ready to push you guys off, a curtesy a CERTAIN SOMEONE had not shown. As you were speeding down the hill, some barking could be heard behind you. You shifted to turn in Conner's grip, which caused him to turn also, and saw Sumo was chasing the sled. You and Conner laughed in delight, watching the dog bark furiously and get closer to the sled. You both were so busy looking at Sumo that you didn't see where you were going. You realized way to late, that you guys were heading

RIGHT for a tree.

"TREEE" you yelled and Conner quickly jumped into action to untuck his legs and hit the breaks. You skid to a stop just as the nose of your sled kissed the oak. You heard cackling from up the hill and felt something wet on your cheek. Sumo was licking your face. Conner chuckled and pet the dog, asking if you were okay. You leaned into him and delivered a thumbs up into his face. Which made him laugh harder.

The last thing to do was make snowmen. But what Nines and Conner didn't know, was you were making snow androids.

You were making them.

You guys went you separate ways so you all could surprise each other with your creations. You found a secluded spot in the woods and quickly got to work.

After a couple minutes, you were getting tired from rolling the snow. But you needed to push on. The Snowdroids needed to be perfect.

Finally, after 20 minutes, they were complete. Conner's was slightly shorter, having buttons and a carrot nose with a blue jellybeans LED. ( You wanted a snack earlier and decided to use every material on hand for making snowmen)

Nines was taller, he had 2 sets of buttons and a regular carrot nose. But you had added furrowed branch brows on him. Then you added the blue jellybeans final touch.

You were extremely proud of yourself. Your snowdroids looked awesome. You were patting yourself on the back for your work when 2 sets footprints crunching the snow graced your ears.

You turned and saw Nines and Conner approaching with sumo, and staring at your snowdroids.

"Y/n.." Conner started, walking to his and admiring it.

"I do not look this angry all the time" Was Nines response, but he was smirking looking at his. You and Conner turned at the same time to say a quick "yes you do" and he huffed.

"Dear this is a perfect, accurate representation of my likeness" Conner took your gloved hand in his and kissed your head. You felt yourself go flush and Nines came to do the same. They then took mental pictures, while you took an actual pictures, and you 3 (and sumo) started off to see Conner and Nines creation.

On the way they revealed that they had teamed up to create you. You expressed how cute that was and finally caught a glimpse of it.

It looked exactly like you, it was adorable. Stick hair, buttons, extra details, with a carrot noise.

You laughed in amazement "You guys this looks so good!" You immediately started taking pictures and doing poses with it while Nines and Conner shared a chuckle.

Eventually you started to get really cold, and it was late, so Conner and Nines took you to your guys' shared home. Not before making a pitstop to drop Sumo of to Hank.

Your home looked so cozy, so much in fact, that you didn't even bother taking off your gear and threw yourself, face first, on the ground next to a heater. You heard 2 muffled voices talking and felt your boots being taken of by gentle hands. You rolled over to look at Conner and smiled at him. He lazily returned it and unzipped your jacket while Nines came into your vision holding one of the comfiest looking blankets ever, You got out of your wet clothes and were left in your underwear, so Conner gave you some clothes. A mix of his and Nines clothes actually. You quickly put on Conner's sweatpants, and Nines sweater. You three all got on the couch and the boys turned their body heat up. The surrounded you and wrapped you up snuggly in their arms.

You fell asleep hearing them talking, the sound of the dishwasher going, a heaters fan whirring, and watching snow come down outside.

It was an awesome snow day.

And down in the darkness of night were three snowman. One looked like it had been completely picked up and moved so it could be with the other three, and they were all holding hands.

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Okay so I failed at making it short.

SORRY for plot holes or spelling errors.

THANKS FOR READING

edit edit: DUDE I COMPLETLY FORGOT ABOUT THE FLAG IN THE CAPTURE THE FLAG PART i cannot

[send-up-my-heart-to-you]

in honor of world mental health day heres my story below the cut :)

kinda hard to talk abt this cause its somewhat triggering and ik theres gonna be ppl who think im just an emo 15 y/o, but i swear im not tryna be dramatic. im tryna make peace with my past, and also show others that despite everything, you can make it.

also, im tryna show that healing isnt all sunshine and daises. theres the good, the bad, and the ugly. you can and will survive it all

tw: sewerslide attempt, abusive parents, self harm, violence ig ?

ive died two times in my life so far.

the first time, it was my parents who killed me. december 31st, 2020, ~1.15am. i remember dragging across the hallway in my house, a throbbing sensation in my thigh, the mark already turning purple. i walked past my younger sisters' room, where my cousin was sleeping over with them, and i remember climbing into bed, hugging my pillow, crying against the pillow. that night, it was my innocence that died. my childhood happiness, per se. i remember swearing to myself in those final moments before darkness that id never forget that day. december 31st, 2020, ~1.15am.

the time between my two deaths was filled with barely anything other than self loathing. i remember trying to set goals for myself, reasons to live. i tried out new hobbies. i was never able to meet those goals, and all the hobbies bored me.

i met some of the best people ever during that time. i also met some of the worst. i might sound dramatic, cause im young and impressionable, but the people i met during that time genuinely shaped who i am. i dont wanna act like im an old soul or anything, cause im sure that in a few years imma look back and think, "shit, i was really immature." but i matured faster than others my age. i found myself faster, found things i liked, found love, found out i hated being in love.

and then i died again.

this was a recent death. june 22, 2023. my mental health had been deteriorating for months prior – i still have scars on my arms.

it was a slower death compared to the last one. i started dying at around 4.00pm. it went on for an hour before the pain became unbearable and i confessed to my parents. i didnt want to go to the hospital, i was scared of what theyd do. i threw up seven times before giving in at about 8.00pm. they took me to the hospital. i was told told me i was lucky to be alive, that my liver was still functional. i didnt feel lucky. i felt like death wouldve been less painful. my head was spinning

i died in that hospital bed, at ~9.40pm, with my eyes wide open, my mom sitting near me. my thoughts at the time were along the lines of this:

im quite literally a child in the eyes of the world. ive done nothing. i have a psychology exam tomorrow. i have a book im halfway done writing, and a new story thats been brewing in my head for months. but if i die now, ill never get to finish any of that. ill never succeed. ill never be able to spit in the faces of the girls who bullied me, of the teachers who doubted me. why would i do this to myself? why would i rob myself of that chance?

so i died. but not the same way as last time. this time, it was the poisonous me that died, the me that whispered in my ear that my life would amount to nothing, that everyone else had it better, that you either succeed or you dont.

and when i died the second time, something happened that didnt happen the first time.

i was reborn.

at the time of me writing this, its been less than four months since my rebirth. in those four months:

i decided to change the world somehow. not necessarily by finding the cure to cancer or anything, id be satisfied if it was just a cute lil video i made going viral. as long as theres someone out there who i changed

i finished about six chapters of my book

i began writing the story that had been brewing in my head

i started lifting weights to make myself feel better abt how i looked

i got closer to god. stopped missing prayer

i moved schools, leaving behind both bullies and friends

i started focusing on my studies

i tried to fix my relationships with my parents and my siblings

dont get me wrong. none of these are completed. im still an extreme case of nobody-ness. i havent finished writing either of my stories. i still skip out on working out a lot i still only do the bare minimum in terms of religion. im still struggling to catch up in school to make up for my three years of burnout. my relationship with my family is still kinda weird

and i still feel like im dying sometimes. its not like i changed overnight and all those suicidal thoughts and feelings of drowning just disappeared when the sunrays came up. theres still a lot of issues in my life.

but i have faith in myself. in my ability to change the things that can be changed. in creating happiness where theres room for it to be made.

and if finding happiness a losing battle?

well, ill fight like its the fucking boudican revolt.

[the-duchess-of-domination]

Hey duchess! I’m the anon from notes in class and soccer practice asks. Can i be the 💫anon?

ANYWAYS I HAVE AN AMAZING STORY FOR YOUU! (buckle up this is a long one)

So my best friend (we’ll call him J) and a couple of my other friends from college went to the movie theaters together. (We saw Inside Out 2 and i really liked it!)

So we were ordering our snacks and J (he’s a thin guy, shorter than me, but he always orders large portions of food) J orders a medium soda and a large popcorn and i asked him if he was sure that’s what he wanted, and he said he was sure.

So now we’re sitting in our seats watching the movie, and about halfway through it and i notice J is being really quiet. (I’ve known him since 9th grade, usually he’s making jokes and being playful, so this was really weird)

I ask him “J, are u alright? You’ve been really quiet” And he said that he ordered too much. I chuckled a bit at this, and I’m like “told you!” Then he’s like, “why are you laughing at my misfortunes!” Then I tell him that “You don’t half to eat it all, just save it for later” and he’s like “No! This popcorn was expensive and stale popcorn sucks!” Then i say “Alright, but if you make yourself sick I’m not helping you.” Then he laughed and kept watching the movie.

So the rest of my friends were using the bathroom after the movie and him and I were sitting together waiting for them. And i ask him; “Hey J, are you feeling alright? You’re still really quiet.” Then he says “No i shouldn’t have eaten all the popcorn and soda! Now my stomach really hurts!” I laughed a little to try and hide the fact that I’m BLUSHING LIKE HELL. Then he says; “Why are you laughing at my poor tummy?” I apologize and he nods. Then i say; “Do you want a hug?” (like i said, we’ve been friends since 9th grade so we’re pretty touchy, PLATONICALLY) Then he nods and he hugs into me.

Now I’m feeling a little brave and I rub his tummy a little. HE SIGHS AND LEANS INTO ME MORE KFKSKFKDJEK. I felt that his tummy was really bloated, and i could feel it churning and gurgling A LOT. I felt really bad for him. I say; “You’re stomach really isn’t feeling well, huh?” He whines a little and nods. IM GOING FERAL DJJSHDJSKKSKKDJ

So my friends are done in the bathrooms and are approaching us, and they notice us sitting together. A couple of them are like “Awww is poor J not feeling good?” “I hope he feels better.” AND IM LIKE??? INTERNALLY SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP.

So we went back home and i texted him.

“Yo! Are you feeling any better?” He replies “No, but thanks for checking in on me! :P” Then I’m like “Awww i hope you feel better soon! Maybe try sleeping and drinking tea?” He says “ThAnKs mOm” then i feel asleep.

GIRL LIKE??? HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?? I FEEL LIKE IM LIVING IN A FANFICTION LMAOO. I suck at retelling stories so sorry if it’s written badly. Anyways, I texted him again this morning and he’s feeling better, so that’s good! But honestly I’m never forgetting this. Anyways, byeeeee!

-💫Anon

welcome, 💫 anon!!

what a fantastic experience!! i love hearing all these details about J and his poor stomach!! i absolutely love movie theatres as a kinky location, so this really tickled me!!

i have occurrences like this happen to me sometimes too and im always like “are you being dead ass right now??? like are you being so for serious talking about your belly in front of me???” it really does feel like a fanfic!!

would love to hear more about J in the future!!

[thotsforvillainrights]

Im the stain/vigilante anon and it was so good! Dont worry about making it more empathizing for everyone it was accounted for! (And you still managed to write exactly what i wanted damn your good) if its not a problem would you like to expand on the idea of stain finding the vigilante hurt 👀 obviously if youre up for it !!

(I'm not worried about it anon, That's my goal to try and hope everyone is included! I do know I can do a little better sometimes, but I'm hoping I'm delivering pretty good rn. And absolutely yes! I can expand on what happened that night!)

headcanon|scenario|imagine|match-up

-Like I'd mentioned before, your fights had become far and few by now. It was more along the lines of you two meeting/running into each other and talking instead. He was disappointed in himself just a little more these days when he realized he'd done less killing and more meeting up with you and chatting than he'd like to admit.

-He hadn't seen you in over a week and some small part of him was relieved he could hopefully focus on his goal at hand. An even larger part of him was worried something bad might've happened to you. Unfortunately on this gloomy night, he ended up being right...

-Call it fate if you'd like but he found a certain someone in horrible condition in an alleyway nearby his hideaway/home. He'd dropped to his knees when he'd found you, watching in silence as your writhed in quiet pain just barely able to form a proper word beyond soft moans and groans. Against his better judgement (despite the nagging voice in the back of his head) he lifted you up carefully and quickly took you to his place so you can be treated. By no means was he any kind of doctor at all. However, he'd certainly learned his way around a wound or two after having been scuffed up so much in his very own vigilante days.

-It took him quite sometime to get everything patched up on you. He'd prayed you hadn't had any internal damage while he was bandaging and cleaning you up. You'd come to your senses halfway through the treatment but remained silent the whole time, save for a few winces here and there when he'd touched an especially tender spot. He'd peeked up at you when complete and you frowned before looking elsewhere. "You didn't have to do that y'know. I would've been fine. I could've crawled my way to the hospital somehow." He scoffed and shook his head, carefully letting go of your hand he'd forgotten he was holding so tightly. "Yeah, would it be before or after you bled out in the alleyway?" You caught yourself snickering for a split second at his sarcasm.

-You'd passed out again that night and he debated leaving you on the hospital ER doorstep but instead decided to let you sleep it off. You'd woken up again in 2 days. This time he was by your side and revealed his face to you as well. Who knows why he did it. Nonetheless, you decided you were now indebted to him for saving your life. Whether you want to admit it or not, it was truly a close call.

-Time has passed since then and neither of you are sure how exactly you wound up being so tightly entwined with each other's life. You'd decided at some point to stop questioning it and just go with the flow.

[thaliaisalesbian]

Lights will guide you home

Chapter 3: if you never try you never know

Despite the lists of symptoms Percy and Annabeth have, so far none of the tests have come back with anything. 

“Once we get your blood work back, there may be something there that tells us more.” Percy should probably feel a little bad about not remembering this doctor’s name, but he can’t. They’ve seen so many doctors in the past few days, and none of them know anything.

None of them have been any help at all.

He’s surprised, though, that they’ve gotten in as quickly as they have. Whether it’s because they helped save the world, or because they remember him, or even just because they don’t have a lot of patients, he’s not sure.

But he’s not naïve enough to believe that this is something that’s just going to go away on its own; not when he and Annabeth have been exhibiting the same symptoms for months now. 

“When can we expect those back? We’ve had several other tests done, and none of those have come back with anything.” Annabeth has her folder with her; she has copies of both their charts in there.

“Within the next few days. I can’t tell you much else now. I suggest you abstain from training for the next few days, eat well, and get lots of rest.” The doctor opens the blinds on the external window, like the late afternoon sun will help them feel better.

The reason they’ve had all afternoon appointments is because Annabeth is sleeping in later and later each week. She’s more tired than Percy has ever seen her.

He wants to fix it, but he doesn’t know how.

Training’s out of the question for both of them. He’s not as out of sorts as Annabeth is, not yet.

It’s only a matter of time.

“I think it’s poison.” Annabeth tells him, but only once they’re alone. Only once they’re in the little apartment that Reyna showed them to when they arrived. She’d brought it up before their first appointment, and he knows she’s been thinking about it since. But when she asked the first doctor about it, the question had been waved off. It’s not any different when Percy’s mentioned it, so they just stopped trying. “It’s the only thing that makes sense.”

“Maybe it’ll show up then.”

“It was in the food, Percy. It has to be.”

He thinks she’s right. Because it’s hit her much faster, and much harder, than it’s hit him. And she had regular meals, and he was hardly fed anything.

It makes sense.

Too much sense.

If they don’t find anything, Percy doesn’t know what they’re going to do. Because they can’t exactly go back to their captors -- they still don’t know why they were taken, or who it was, because Chiron still won’t tell them anything -- and ask for an antidote.

“They can’t get us here.” At least, mortals can’t.

The longer this goes on, the more he wants to go and make Chiron give them the answers they need.

Before it’s too late.

Before whatever this is takes enough of Annabeth that she’s not able to keep going anymore. 

“Percy, let’s go to the beach tonight. Watch the sunset. IM your mom and camp. I know we don’t actually have any news to share, but I think we need to.”

“Sounds good. Should we bring dinner?” And change plans on Hazel and Frank, but somehow he doesn’t think they’ll mind too much. They can join them on the beach if they want.

“Yeah. Let’s do that.”

“I’ll get something together then.” Percy’s been doing most of their cooking lately, but it’s been nice, actually.

It feels normal. Something he’d be doing in a year or so if he were mortal; moving out for the first time and learning to fend for himself.

He IMs Hazel quickly—she’s less likely to be in the middle of training than Frank is—and tells her about the change in plans. 

Annabeth naps on the couch while he cooks; while the chicken casserole is in the oven, he finger-combs and braids her hair for her.

She’d tried to braid it the other day, only to discover that if she had her arms up for too long, they started shaking. She hadn’t even gotten halfway done, and she’d been about ready to cry from frustration.

He’d never wish the seizures and injections on her, but he does wish that he could take this instead. She’s not vocalizing it, but Percy knows her. She’s harder on herself than anyone else, and between the dizzy spells and the exhaustion, she can’t even think straight most days.

Let alone think through everything this could be, and she’s still probably dead on.

He’d been thinking maybe they had injected her, while she was out. That would make sense, too. Just because she wouldn’t remember it doesn’t mean it didn’t happen.

But then he’d probably be worse off than she is.

And she would have seized, probably.

As far as they know, she didn’t.

If the blood tests come back with nothing, Percy’s going to take Clarisse up on her offer to force Chiron to talk to them.

Gods know he wouldn’t be able to handle it himself right now.

finish on ao3

[sardonic-sprite]

I'm Back!

Wow, so Lent is over now, so my tumblr fast is also over and I'm still a little in shock, lol. I had hoped the past six weeks? I don't know, Time is weird, would be more productive but at least I got SOME stuff written/posted. Anyway, I have one more month of school and then fucking FINALS so expect sporadic updates at idiot-o-clock hours of the night, and maybe yell at me to sleep, eat, study, or drink water whenever i do post 😅

I am up to SO EFFING MANY wips rn on so many different fronts you guys have no freaking idea 😭 so here's a status report for EVERYTHING on or going on sardonic_sprite. (Its gonna be a monster post, y'all, bear with me)

in absolutely no particular order:

Wayne4Ham: We have a LONG way to go with this one, so just be patient and I'll slowly but steadily plug on through. Aaron Burr, Sir, should theoretically take me no longer than end of april

Wayne-Crazy: there's like 4 specific requests on it, plus a few 'series' i started, but after those, say 6-7, i'll probably mark as complete and only re-open if someone offers me an idea

Batman Beginners: i'll tell y'all up front, this one will take me forever. i don't even know what all I intend to cover, but know that i'm halfway done with the DITF arc, and it'll probably come out in the next two months

Just A Kid: this was my shits-and-giggles fic that got like 3000 notes in a weekend lmao. it's something i do intend to continue bc its so fun and i enjoy the concepts in it, but i don't have plans to actively write more of it in the immediate future.

Rev Wayne: just gave y'all Jason's fic, so the next probably won't come until late in summer, extrapolating from my few data points. if anyone has ideas for timmy's intro, let me know, i'd love some inspiration

Celeb Batwaynes: reported separate from wayne-crazy for reasons. i think theres like 12 specific requests plus 2 ideas of my own. i may put out a poll for the next one to write, but not until after school's out, because these fics are HUGE time-eaters for me. speaking of, are non-tumblr-users able to vote on polls?

Welcome to Gotham U: this was again, me doing shit bc why not. will probably add more in the style that i first posted, but i doubt i will write any prose for it. if you would like to give it a try, please reach out, i'd love to see what you write!

One Diamond: every time i touch this i make the cliffhanger worse lmao. i finally do have a direction, but execution is gonna have to wait a while.

The Young, Innocent, and Righteous: this is mostly just for me anyway, but i'm just gonna say that i'm waiting until i finish watching miraculous season 5 before i go any further

AS you wish: i have 5 more requests to do and i am so sorry to everyone waiting you do not deserve this lmao. i promise im trying, i love your ideas, it just takes me a really long time to fill in the rest and then actually write it. the next one on my list is particularly hard to pin down and so it's halting the ones behind it to. if not before, then after finals i will sit and bang my head on the keyboard until something good comes out

Light Isn't Fadin': soooooo many people have asked me about this one oof. SOMEDAY, i swear. right now its a huge, nebulous, hulking monster and im sorry it's just not happening yet.

A christmas carol: wait until december. please

Father's Day: june.

A Little Problem: over the summer, i will watch marvel movies until they once again hijack my brain and fuel this to completion. maybe.

easter eggs: how the fuck did i forget this lmao. i'm doing as much as i can in april, but when the month is done, i'm sorry, we'll all be waiting until next lenten season. hopefully it won't come to that.

aaaaand i THINK that's finally it. there's also a bunch of random paragraphs in word and google docs that may appear, not to mention ideas that kidnap me in dark alleys. but i also have like a good half dozen other wips for other places that im trying to attend to, so please be forgiving if it seems like its taking a while to post something as sprite.

as always, i love questions, comments, concerns, even some complaints, so feel free to interact.

See ya when I see ya!

sprite

[pinkseas]

[parasocial bestie] VENTI MY BELOVED WE ARE SHAKING HANDS WE ARE CRYING i barely rmb how it goes anymore but hes. still such a comfort 2 me and uehrghshhdjhf anyway answerimg dat respons,..

"they could have such little conversations that even for a short time could bring his mind away from the exhaustive pain that is Everything Else"  like REAL SHT THATS WHAT IM GETTING AT,... for the ppl who had been caring for him and talked directly even if theres a few. id sorta think zhongli doesnt rlly allow ppl to visit xiao for the sake of not overwhelming him with guilt, and the only healer that came for rare check ups directly being madame ping and zhongli usually go straight to the pharmacy for more advice. not even bringing qiqi or baizhu along too. he knows xiao well enough not to have a lot of visitors no matter how Worried they are bc xiao doesnt worry for himself even in this condition, why bother when he doesnt even, cant even, walk out of the inn.

i got a lil scene abt that but like YEAH PAIMON?? paimon is so great in theory and to me when it comes to her in-game i just go entirely on my theory and Selectively Read her dialogs anyway whatever feels like its My paimon i do that KFHSHDHDH despite her being the most talkative character Ever she rlly deserves more than sumkind of hyv scapegoat fr and theres way too much unwarranted hate even on harmless scenes bc the game dialogs and text alwsys gets lost in translation and en voice acting. can be misleading than the og cn too. cn paimon is the most chill ever. id like to think paimon in this brainrot tho,.. and how i interpret my paimon in general shes still a lil childish but in a good way without those annoying lines amd if she has it she learns. and xiao over time has a soft spot for her like he does to other kids. lil pai pai nugget actually. ive had lumine hold her like a plushie sometimes.

anwyay back 2 brainrot [idm published but this makes me shy again uhehe] she's that lil spark in the weeks when xiao is asleep bc of that blunt innocence she naturally has, and lumine zhongli sometimes find it hard to escape their own thoughts everytime they see xiao on bed unmoving. its depressing its still worrying despite it being a form of recovery, and venti's flute already stitched the most grave of wounds. "but people who know xiao, whether just barely or through zhongli speaking of him or through lumine speaking of him, wishing him well sending regards and how does that make any sense? that those who know so little about him would care that he gets better?" u see like, i had this cute but sad scene once that since zhongli doesnt allow too many visitors but ppl have also caught on when lumine sees Other People once in a while esp when she can only roam in liyue (whether usual traveler stuff, or she has a hand in the exorcist family duty of helping in the fallen conquerer of demons' stead after the incident) they sense that grief and asked, and it doesnt take a lot to connect the dots regarding the incident bc ppl know abt that demonic presence but only a few can guess its xiao too.

and taking that message, and out of respect knowing xiao would feel even more guilty to be visited, sends their well wishes their own way. occassionally during pre-awakening, they get letters and gifts at the inn. short get well messages. herbal tea. adeptal medicine recipes. lots, and lots of flowers from both the qixing and adepti. they had to make use of the flowers somehow before it wilts, and paimon had the idea of weaving it to crowns. she fails once, at lumine's amusement, fails twice, and a few more times until she manages a sloppy looking once out of liyue's flowers. who's it going to be for then? her traveler partner would ask halfway through a perfect crown of her own. well, guess! but not a single smug one is correct, not the inn staff not the boss lady not even herself or zhongli. surprise surprise; the first to get the honors is xiao, as the activity was done on the very bed he sleeps so he can 'have fun' too. paimon proudly, but also so gentle and careful, puts the crown as if it and xiao would break under the gesture. he looks pretty. he looks serene, if one can take away the eyebags and slow breathing and unmoving fingers and bandages lightly decorated around him. he's pretty for his own good, even in slumber. lumine chuckles at the whole deal, but she wasnt sure out the amusement or that shes touched of the ideas her companion does that doesnt feel too much and genuinely lighting up such a dull day.

her voice cracks. she didnt mean to, she didnt mean to be sad all over again when paimon made a happy decision amidst it all. xiao has such pretty flowers on his head that paimon tried her hardest to make and he still hasnt fucking woke up, people have been gifting have been writing good wishes have brought zhongli to smile once in a while and she knows he's grieving with the way the older god can still break on his own personal guilt she'll never know completely and he still hasnt fucking woke up. its a simple mess that brings her down under, and shes back to remembering the incident again. paimon knew, she always notices, always watching throughout the week, brings a flower next to the inteyvats that still adorned her head, and tells her traveler partner. hey. paimon can make another one for you too. lets use all the flowers for everyone, so it has a use and doesnt die without it. xiao would always say what's the use of mortal gifts and we're using it!

and they proceed to make use of every single one, and every staff of the inn wears one for the whole day; like a sign of a special time everything is still okay.

"id sorta think zhongli doesnt rlly allow ppl to visit xiao for the sake of not overwhelming him with guilt, and the only healer that came for rare check ups directly being madame ping and zhongli usually go straight to the pharmacy for more advice. not even bringing qiqi or baizhu along too. he knows xiao well enough not to have a lot of visitors no matter how Worried they are bc xiao doesnt worry for himself even in this condition" this is SO OUCHIE !!!!!!!!!!!! but also so fucking correct, zhongli Knows him far too well to let visitors in. itd probably be really fucking uncomfortable for xiao tbh? unable to understand any of the worry and being overwhelmed by all these people who DO worry and express care and concern, unable to reconcile that with his own emotions like Why does it matter to you im useless right now i cant do anything why bother? madame ping being the only healer also makes SO much sense and is so good i love that...

"and how i interpret my paimon in general shes still a lil childish but in a good way without those annoying lines amd if she has it she learns. and xiao over time has a soft spot for her like he does to other kids. lil pai pai nugget actually. ive had lumine hold her like a plushie sometimes." I LOVE THIS SO BADDDDDDDDDDDDD childish in a good way is SO real like god, and xiao having a soft spot for her ohhh my god. okay so like. not to Totally talk abt smth else but. one of my FAVORITE games from when i was really little is called dust: an elysian tail. and the protagonist is kinda serious but also friendly and MAD powerful and has no memory of who he was before, and!!! he has!!! a small flying companion who acts as his guide through the world and people often refer to as a toy or a mascot. her name is fidget. and her fandom treatment is HORRIFIC from what little ive seen but. but. ingame. their dynamic is EVERYTHING i wish paimon and the traveler had. dust is kind to her, they argue a little bit sometimes because they dont always understand each other but fidget grows really close to him, she has SO much faith in him even when he lacks faith in himself, she pulls him back when his mind starts to get to him, she's always there by his side stays there even in battles because her magic is really weak but dusts own abilities are able to make use of an amplify it. they're a team !!! they're a genuine team. there's a point where they try SO hard and they save this town but a sick character they were really trying to help in doing that still dies, and fidget is a bit younger a bit more naive and it REALLY gets to her. like. "but we did everything we were supposed to do..." not understanding how he still passed when they did everything right. and dust just kind of quietly has to tell her how sometimes even that isnt enough. and they learn SO much from each other and its just !!!!! fidget is treated like her own character, not a mascot or a scapegoat, and its SO good, and i think of them every time i think about the traveler and paimon its unreal. that's the treatment paimon deserves she should be a teammate and a person and a guide not. That.

"she's that lil spark in the weeks when xiao is asleep bc of that blunt innocence she naturally has" NO BC THIS IS SO GOOD even when zhongli and lumine are getting caught up in their own heads and are down and upset and unable to muster too much energy, paimon being able to focus on the simple stuff making sure they're still taking care of themselves staying more positive and cheerful and being blunt !!! telling them outright at somepoint that they're wallowing and that wont do xiao any good, and he'd scold them if he saw them like this, too, so they should get up and do something etc etc man. Man.

and PEOPLE SENDING THEIR WELL WISHES TO THE INN OR THROUGH LUMINE........ god that's so. herbal tea medicine recipes....... crying shaking sobbing.

"and lots of flowers from both the qixing and adepti. they had to make use of the flowers somehow before it wilts, and paimon had the idea of weaving it to crowns. she fails once, at lumine's amusement, fails twice, and a few more times until she manages a sloppy looking once out of liyue's flowers. who's it going to be for then? her traveler partner would ask halfway through a perfect crown of her own. well, guess! but not a single smug one is correct, not the inn staff not the boss lady not even herself or zhongli. surprise surprise; the first to get the honors is xiao, as the activity was done on the very bed he sleeps so he can 'have fun' too. paimon proudly, but also so gentle and careful, puts the crown as if it and xiao would break under the gesture. he looks pretty. he looks serene, if one can take away the eyebags and slow breathing and unmoving fingers and bandages lightly decorated around him." CRYING SHAKING SOBBING. thinks about xiao just sort of idk. Caring the way that he does, acknowledging paimon in the way not everyone does and making sure she's not hurt after bigger fights and ensuring her safety and paimon caring about him sm in return wanting him to get better wanting him to have that first successful crown, working so hard over and over again to get it right so that he can wear it. god.

something about the grief lumine feels, all the gifts theyve gotten all the mourning theyve done all the hardship and the effort and through it all xiao still isnt awake, that hits SO fucking hard. god.

"and tells her traveler partner. hey. paimon can make another one for you too. lets use all the flowers for everyone, so it has a use and doesnt die without it. xiao would always say what's the use of mortal gifts and we're using it! and they proceed to make use of every single one, and every staff of the inn wears one for the whole day; like a sign of a special time everything is still okay." THE ENTIRE STAFF WEARING THE FLOWER CROWNS...... explodes and dies. handing out crowns to the staff and the people staying there and those just stopping by and the kitchen and the children and and and. some confused some grateful some knowing all accepting, all wearing them

[random-potat]

.:･˚₊ let's get out of here

pairings: theo x fem!reader ft. intak, and chaeryeong and ryujin of itzy

synopsis: with parties not bring your forte, trying to find a way out unexpectedly leads to meeting someone new.

word count: 1.5k

warnings: mild swearing, poor attempts at humour, alcohol consumption

a/n: ahhhh! first written oneshot and it's for theo!! hope you guys enjoy, this honestly took me a while cause although i have the plot in my head im just too lazy to actually write it lol, but worry not as i am working on future fics and ideas ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)

Bodies. Alcohol. Sweat. More bodies. More alcohol. More sweat.

"Gross," you thought. "Clearly, parties aren’t my forte." 

You walk over to the crowd, searching for your friends, Chaeryeong and Ryujin. After what feels like being pushed over 20 times, you reach your friends.

“You guys, I think I'm going to head home." You fan yourself, acting as if you feel faint, “feeling kind of lightheaded.”

Chaeryeong turns to you, pushing you to a more quiet area. "Are you ok? It's pretty late right now. Why don't you take a nap upstairs in Intak's room? He said that none of his roommates are here right now. That way, we can go home together."

You nod your head in agreement. "Ryujin was my ride home anyway." You glance back at her, seeing her drunkenly dance around "that is if she's sober enough."

"Which way is Intak's bedroom? I don't want any of his roommates to find some random girl sleeping in their bed." 

"It's the second room on the left."

"OK, wake me up when you guys are done."

"Rest well," Chaeryeong says as you watch her head back to the rest of your friends on the dance floor.

Going upstairs was much more of a challenge than you expected. With people's bodies on top of one another and smoke fumes going through your face, it just wasn't a fun time. Nevertheless, once you make it to the top, you may or may not have forgotten which room to go to.

"Second door, second door, something. Was it left? Was it right? I have a 50% chance here. Left or right?" You looked both ways, still pondering. "Just gonna go with the right-hand rule."

You walk into the room, “Oh shit- oh, I’m sorry. I guess it was the left door." Forgetting that you were still standing there, you make eye contact with the man in front of you. “Thought this was Intak’s room. Sorry to bother you,” you say as you scratch the nape of your neck.

As he stares at you, he fails to remember that he hasn't responded to you yet. Clearing his throat, his voice begins, “uh- no, no, it’s fine. My fault for forgetting to tell Intak that I came back.”

As the air begins to get more and more awkward, you walk backwards towards the exit of the room. "Well, I'm just gonna head to Intak’s room,” you point behind you.

You turn around halfway before hearing the boy say, "Hey! you wanna head out?” Stopping in your tracks, you question him, “What?”

“Let’s get out of here,” he states more boldly. 

You turn around, eyeing him from outside of the room. “I don’t think that would be the best idea, considering we don’t even know one another.” 

He shrugs. “I mean, I'm sure you have nothing better to do. I'm assuming you came up here to get away from all the madness downstairs.” 

You stare at him with a blank expression. “That was just an idea, you don't have to. You can just head to Intak's room,” he says, panicking while moving his hands around. 

As you hesitantly walk back into his room, you inspect every single corner. Seeing posters and vinyls of rock bands like AC/DC and Queen, with little trinkets scattered around his room. Spotting an electric guitar in the corner of his room, you point towards it, “You play?” 

The boy turns to where you point, and he nods, “Yeah, I dabble. Been practicing Until I Found You on it.” 

You turn back to him, finally making your decision, putting your hand out for him to shake. “I'm YN.”  

He grabs your hand to shake and smiles, “Theo.” 

You smile back at him, “Let's get out of here.”

The two of you guys go out on a journey towards the convenience store. As you walked, you expected a somewhat awkward silence but were met with Theo giving his ear buds to you, “just for us to listen to.”

The familiar tune of Beth by KISS surrounds you. Theo says, “I'm just going on a whim that you may like rock songs.” He turns to you, “Don't think that I didn't see you eyeing my AC/DC vinyl.” 

“I will say your vinyl collection is very impressive," you reply. 

Thankful for the music in your ears, the rest of the walk to the convenience store went by smoothly. Small talk and hearty laughs were exchanged, and with the cool breeze passing by, both of you were completely unaware of the butterflies gradually forming in your stomachs. 

Reaching the convenience store, you head straight to the instant food. Grabbing some Neoguri ramen as well as some instant spicy rice cakes, your drink of choice is some good old-fashioned milk tea. 

Walking back to Theo, he shows you his items. Some jelly, strawberry milk, and honey butter chips. He looks down at what you’ve grabbed and asks, “Was the party food really that bad?”

You sighed, “If there even was food, all I saw was alcohol." You looked back in thought, "although I think I did see a bowl of something in the living room.”

After paying for your snacks, the both of you head to a nearby park to hang out.

Sitting down together on a bench and munching on your snack, the night passes by in a blur. Long conversations were held with your guys’ laughter, which could be heard from a mile away. Interests were exchanged, heavy on the topics of interest you both shared.

Finding a similar interest in Harry Potter, questions were being asked back and forth, “Ok, but no, which Harry Potter movie is the best one though?” Theo asks. “Definitely Prisoner of Azkaban, it’s also the best book, and no one could tell me otherwise,” you replied.

Finding out about Theo’s admiration for Emma Watson, you couldn’t help but tease him, “You know, if you dye your hair ginger, you might pass for a Weasley," you say, laughing as he glared at you.

Not knowing the time at all, and with the party long forgotten, your phone blows up with notifications. “I’m going to assume those are my friends." You check the time and realize that you guys have been out for nearly two hours. 

“Holy shit, yeah, we should probably head back. Intak might think I kidnapped you or something.” Theo says as he grabs all the trash.

Arriving back at the house, people can be seen leaving as they're helping their tipsy friends, with some people looking like they're going to stay back for a little bit longer. You spot your friends, looking worried, on the porch with Intak.  

They spot you, putting up their hands to wave at you. As you wave back at them, you turn back to Theo, “guess this is me. It was really fun hanging out with you tonight. Although I was a bit skeptical at first.” 

Theo puts his hand to his chest, “wow that hurt!” feigning a pained expression. 

“Hey, for all I know, you could've just come into this open party and acted like you were Intak’s friend, just to kidnap someone.” 

“Ok, that’s impossible. You saw all my pictures in my room, which happen to have Intak in them," he replies back. 

“Hey, you never know. That could all have been a front that you've planned for months.” 

“Really, YN? Maybe you need to lay off the true crime documentaries for a while.” 

Not really knowing how to leave one another, you both speak at the same time.

“I think my fri-” 

“We should prob-”

 Theo speaks first, “We should probably head inside. Are you staying over?” 

You shake your head. “Nope, class tomorrow, plus I'm pretty sure Ryujin might collapse any time now,” you say as you glance at your friends, who are now heading over. 

“YNNIE!” Ryujin screams, “i missed yuh sooooo muschhhh,” she slurred as she tackled you into a hug. “I was dancing all on the floor thing an YOU were out with a man. like whyyyy? ah we not enuf fir you?” 

You lift her up, putting your arms around her to support her weight. “Okay, now I think it's time for you to head into the car.”. 

You glance back at Theo, “hopefully I’ll see you around?” 

He nods and smiles. “Yeah, I’d like that.” 

As you watch Theo head back to his house, Chaeryeong nudges you with her elbow. “Soo, what’d you guys do?” she teases. 

“Definitely not whatever you’re thinking, that's for sure. C'mon, help me put Ryujin in the car.” 

"Oh, come one, give me the details,” she whines. You shake your head. “Maybe tomorrow morning, when you guys are both sober.” 

“Pinky promise?” 

“Pinky promise.”

As Theo walks towards the house, Intak comes into view with his dopey smile. 

“Stop looking at me like that.” 

“Like what?” Intak replies.

“Like that," Theo waves his hands, “like you’re all knowing or whatever.” 

Intak puts his hands up in surrender. "Look, I'm just saying it seems like you and YN hit it off,” he smiles again, “plus I know she’s single.” He wiggles his eyebrows. 

"Oh, shut up!”

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[satoruhour]

I loved your answers to my last questions! 😭❤️❤️ I'll be asking more questions if that's alright with you :D

1.) What is your go-to Starbucks drink? + What do you Satoru’s Starbucks would be?

Ooooo ik! ☝🏼✨️

2.) What are some personal HCs of Gojo that you think would be canon? (It can be cute hcs, sad hcs, etc) 😄

3.) What are your plans for the weekend?

4.) Any book recommendations you would like to share? + Music too <3

5.) What is the # 1 thing that makes you happy? (It can also be a person or place) & why?

of course gigi!! i always love answering questions hehe

1. i always drink a caramel frappe bahaah and ooh im not too knowledgeable about sbux drinks frankly but im sure he’d drink something similar to mine or just something insanely sweet, definitely with a shit ton of extra caramel or choco drizzle!!!!

2. oh i have sooooo many but it would flood this post. i have a hc gojo runs either cold or hot, no in between, but mostly on the colder side bc of infinity and such. i also hc that he uses infinity to hold his hair up and also a crack onw where he doesnt shower bc of infinity and just 😭😭 has very specific food tastes, i mean ofc he would like the sweet stuff but when it comes to fruits too, he can tolerate sour fruits but it cant be TOO sour or hes not eating it 😭 apples have to be the correct consistency too so if it's too mushy he'll push it to u for you to eat LOLOL. thinks about suguru a lot and always goes over what he wouldve done if he noticed sooner, wears his hair tie around his wrist :(( also have kept geto's room clean and neat and sometimes goes in there to just lay in his bed. his scent is far gone but he can still sense cursed energy and sometimes he wonders if the curses his bsf collected were looking after him (ill leave it up to you if you think that cursed energy belings to kenjaku or simply geto's spirit)

3. sleeping innnnnnnnn lol my body clock likes to wake me up too early and im so tired from last week's performance 😭 at least then ill have more energy to do my essays

4. i havent been reading much, but cloud cuckoo land by anthony doerr, any book by cecelia ahern, un lun dun by china miéville, i personally loved frankenstein ngl, daughter of the moon goddess by sue lynn tan (altho it's a classic love triangle and i hate love triangles but i always love me a good book based of chinese mythology. havent read the sequel!), the secret history, P&P by jane austen is pretty good too

5. gojo LIKE. partially true he just fills me w sm joy bc i love him as a character sm! this is intangible but music. i love love love music sm it shapes me sm as a person and i think ill be a very boring person without music. i cant. i love it sm you guys cant fathom 😭. my mom!! i love my mother very much :) she has been nothing but loving to me and im 4ever grateful for that. in regards to place, anywhere quiet. there was a subway near my dance studio before and it was my no. 1 place to stay and study but they moved out :(

ty gigi omg it was so fun answering this i wrote them halfway ytd and i fell asleep 😭😭😭😭😭 <3

[100toannie]

I’m doing something so crazy and out of my comfort zone tomorrow.

I’m signed up to “run” a 5k.

What even is this right now? I have always hated exercise because I had the wrong mindset. I hated myself or at least the way I look so I figured why bother. Now that I exercise on purpose - at least walking or riding my bike anyway because I still don’t go to the gym because I don’t know what to do - but I’m ready to start.

Tomorrow is the anniversary of my high school graduation and I felt like God was telling me that it’s time to be an adult. It’s time to seize my life and prepare to meet the one he made for me. I’m ready now. I’m 71lbs down. I look so much better. I’m halfway to a weight I honestly dream about. I’m 23 pounds away from being under 200 pounds for the first time since I was 15. I’m 32.

I didn’t train the way I wanted since I had my surgery earlier this month. They removed my back lump. It wasn’t cancer by the way. I really thought it was and that’s what contributed to me losing weight. It’s not. I lost weight because I started exercising damnit. Lol. It’s like duh you stupid woman. But yeah. Big relief when mom told me that’s what the doctor told my dad. Mind you nobody from the hospital told me for like a week until when a nurse called “to give me the good news”. Dad didn’t even tell me but I think that’s mostly because I was so drugged up from the anesthesia.

Whatever. That expensive $972 after insurance surgery gave me a huge boost to my confidence and a 4 something centimeter scar. You win some you lose some. I have scar cream I’m going to use once the scab fades.

My plan is to make a Facebook announcement tomorrow after the race. I’m going to actually tell the world (of my Facebook friends) that I’ve done this thing. Basically everything I’ve said here so far. I have some before pictures then I’m going to post a picture of me with my finisher medal.

Im planning on wearing my blue capri running pants and a tealy turquoise exercise shirt I got at Walmart. My flamingo hat, pink shein beaded earrings and possibly my pink bracelets that match. Might not wear those. Im also wearing the cross Victoria gave me at her wedding. I also have my orthopedic insert sneakers and I will probably wear my black ankle brace.

I don’t know if I should bring a water bottle. I’ve never been to a race to know if people do that. I mean I’ll take it with me for sure for the car but i don’t know if I’ll run with it. This is a whole learning experience.

The idea hit me when I saw these two people I know that are big run them. One is a lady I worked with at my old school and the other is a guy I went to high school with. It’s like my inkling to get my doctorate. If they can do it then so can I.

I don’t know if I should really say that because I’m not better than any of these people. I’m not smarter than T or fitter than C. I think it’s just that I’m seeing these other people not hold themselves back based on what other people expect of them. I wouldn’t expect T to go for her doctorate. I could see Jasmine and Jennie and definitely that science lady from the district based on what people say about her. Not T though. For the 5k I can see the Ashley’s running one and they do. I didn’t expect C to post that she did one with her coworkers from her new school.

There is a chance I won’t be able to finish tomorrow but I’m going to push as hard as I can. This is proving to me that I’m halfway to my goal just as much as everyone else. Regardless, the only person that knows I’m doing this is Vic and now I’ve said it here. If I fail then I fail but I’ll try again. I’m already planning on being one of the coaches for GOTR at school next year not only for the leadership ding on my resume but for the motivation.

It’s almost 11:30 and I need to sleep. After all… I have a 5k in the morning at 8.

5/28/23 222.8

[remedy7411]

So it’s halfway through my first hockey playoff round one and I want to record my thoughts on each match up to see how if my feelings change/shift.

Eastern Conference

-Canes vs islanders- boring boring boring. I really want to like the Canes but BORING. Both teams do have at least one really pretty player though. But I’m five tried to watch multiple games and just can’t.

-Toronto V lightening (there is gonna be no rhyme or reason in my naming conventions… it’s just how I think of the team)… I haven’t watched any, I feel bad for Toronto bc even their fans don’t think they can win. I do t really care about this series.

-devils v. Rangers- Jack Hughes bitchiness with media makes me laugh. I think the Rangers are thrives bc they stole the Texas rangers name so therefore want the devils to win so the fake!rangers can once again disappear. Not a fan of the fake!rangers and after trade deadline day I started feeling that they are massively overrated… not sure if it’s true bc they were predicted to crush the devils and it’s a 2-2 series…. Probably gonna watch the highlights of these games but I don’t care enough for anything more.

-bruins v panthers. I think the Bruins are massively overrated. Like they are good but I don’t think they are the best thing ever and I’m not super impressed by Ullmark. He kind of completely lost game five of the series for his team and it’s both funny/sad. Also I think it’s dumb af to count the panthers out bc when I first started watching hockey/listening to hockey podcasts and just obsessing over the sport. Everyone said they were in a rebuild year and had fucked up the Tkachuck trade and weren’t even gonna make the playoffs. Then everyone said they were gonna be swept in round one, that it would maybe (maybe) go to five games… we’ll game six is Friday. So I think that they are hungry and Jane something to prove.

Western Conference

Oilers v LA kings- fingers crossed for the oilers bc I want more GIFs of Leon drasaitl (I think that’s how you spell his last name) on my dash. He’s sooo gorgeous. Like seriously unfairly hot. The kings are kind of a nothing team to me so I reall do not care abt them and I think that the announcers kiss Connor McDavid’s butt a lot… but Leon??? He’s unfair and unreal.

Jets V golden Knights- I want the knights to win bc the stars have a great record against them. I don’t really care about any of the players though Jack Eichel has a spot in my heart bc of fanfic. But not enough for me to watch his games.

Avs V Kraken- the Kraken bore me and it makes me sad bc I love their sweaters. I love their three star tradition. I like their mascot. And I feel like the avs are massively overrated bc of their win last year when this year’s team seems okay? Like a few great players but over all very meh. But the Kraken put me to sleep.

Stars (babies) v Wild- Kay this is the one series that I’ve watched the majority of… like I missed one game and im not willing to watch it (game three) but im gonna watch highlights. So I want the stars to win bc hometown team, babies, pretty hockey, love them, they deserve it, never done anything wrong (okay I disagree no penalty on the hit in Reaves last night or Suter’s everything)… oetter is amazing. Miro is phenomenal. Roope is unreal. Robo is (sucking according to podcasts but still has at least one point per game.)… I think it takes class to go out against a team that gave one of your guys a concussion with no major repercussions and still play good hockey. However, all that being said if the Wild win games six and seven I’m gonna be cheering for them to win the cup. If they were playing any other team I’d be cheering g for them right now. They play the kind of hockey that catches my attention bc I like pretty skating, good passes, unreal goalkeeping, and lots of hits. I don’t want hurt players but physical hockey is fun. It’s why I like the game. I’m gonna need to watch their games next season too bc they intrigue me sooo much. I also feel like they are kind of an overlooked team with a lot of potential. So if they weren’t playing the stars I’d be sooo much happier.

(Also I think the Avs are dumb for not throwing the last game against the predators. They have a much better regular season record against the Wild then the kraken. And would have maybe been done with their series at this point bc the wild really sucked against the Avs)

[commander-wake-is-a-milf]

Completely obsessed with the fact that half my tlt dash is just like: its honestly homophobic that i have to go to work, sleep, etc and i cant just mainline this book (which like, Big Mood)

And the other half is just:

Oh, how the other half lives 😭😭😭