#im so delusional rn

[bumpycap]

omg it's sans bluey-undertale

[devil-acid]

mood today!!!

[mawu-yama]

i miss baby renkai so much... i wish we got to see more of them

[dylan-duke]

please come talk to me!!!

[cheolhub]

i very much ship you with either cheol or mingi :3

CHEOL 😻😻😻 MINGI!!!??? REALLU????? im so appalled but flattered at the same time omg 😻😻😻

[chiiyuuvv]

Imagine thinking classmate!taesan hates your guts because he's always so cold around you. Nope, turns out he just has a massive crush on you and doesn't know how to express it. There are multiple times in the day where you'd look over your shoulder to find the boy ogling at you from his desk. When your eyes meet, his head snaps to the other direction, pink painting his ears.

His huge crush on you has gotten so bad that his friends have to step in and help the poor guy out. Giving small nudges to taesan when you enter a room, or purposely choosing a different partner so you'd be forced to work together. His friends plans never work, as taesan's flight or fight mode gets activated and he runs away (⁠´⁠;⁠︵⁠;⁠`⁠)

To taesan's dismay, his friends got him to talk to you for once. Yay! But gee whilickers does he want to disappear. His face is bright red, his heart is pounding out his chest, palms sweaty, cannot make eye contact with you, fumbling over his words. He's a nervous train wreck in front of the girl he likes. But you find it so cute. I mean, who doesn't like shy men?

[fatuismooches]

At the beginning of your relationship with Dottore, there had been numerous times when he had tried to leave you, or rather, attempt to force you to leave him in the Akademiya. Ignoring you, snapping at you... most notably literally kicking you out of the dorm (to waking up and nearly stepping on you, as you had decided to knock out right at the door.) Merely because he still had difficulty believing he was loved by you, despite having known you for years. It took much time but, eventually, your feelings finally clicked in that genius head of his.

However, uncharacteristically enough, there was one time you debated on whether you should leave Zandik. Only one time. And he had found out. If only you had been more careful.

It happened during the later stage of your illness when your ability to do many basic tasks had been stripped from you, leaving you reliant on Zandik for many things. You felt very guilty, for making him so do much work for both himself and you, but there wasn't much you could do about it, being the way you were now. Did you tell your lover about this? No, of course not.

But today, today would just be another regular day of what you had accepted to be your new life. However, you had noticed in the morning he seemed rather irritated, but you had no chance to ask him about it since he had to leave for class. You wondered what that was all about. (You, somewhere in the depths of your mind thought. You were continuously being a burden on the knowledge-driven scholar, no wonder he'd be irritated.)

When he returned to the dorm, you could tell that the foul mood still remained. Though, you could not understand what had caused it. He was perfectly fine last night, something must have happened after you fell asleep... As you watched him, the words "welcome home" could not seem to come out as they usually did, especially when he had not even acknowledged you yet, only emptying his bag with all of his books and other tools. You swallowed nervously, wondering how you were going to go about this when he spoke.

"Where?"

"Huh?"

"Where do you plan to go?" You were understandably confused by this seemingly random question.

"Um... nowhere?" A nervous smile made its way to your face, as Zandik only gave you a blank look, before carefully unfolding a piece of paper, and reading it over once more, no emotion on his face. Which, was already quite alarming for you, because Zandik was the kind of person who always had a hint of annoyance written on his face. He then turned the paper to face you and you squinted, reading the contents.

Oh. You instantly recognized what it was. It was a form that one had to fill out if they wanted to move out of the Akademiya's dorms.

When you said you felt guilty for everything, you meant it. Meant it to the point you worried if you were still good enough for him, if you had become annoying, a bumbling nuisance that had become more of a chore rather than a partner. It worried you, and you couldn't help but think about it. What if you were right? What if he did feel all of those things? Then maybe, maybe you should relieve him of this burden. You. Then, he could continue to pursue his goals, without the added hindrance of taking care of you.

It wasn't something you were set on yet, more like something you mulled over in your head. But you had filled out the potential moving out form tentatively just in case you decided to go through with it. Ah, you probably had shoved it in your bag along with your many missing assignments, and Zandik must have found it after trying to check your homework... But now, your lover was staring holes into you, expecting an answer.

"Well, I- I didn't mean it. It was... just in case," you were just spewing words at this point because you really had no defense. After all, how do you explain to your roommate of many years that you were going to move out and disappear without telling him?

"Just in case," the scholar repeats. "Just in case..." And then Zandik laughs. At what? You're not sure, because you've only seen him laugh at other people's foolishness, or in scorn and bitterness. It's a bit unsettling, seeing him act this way, but you have no time to think about it before the paper is torn right in half twice and then abandoned in the trash bin.

"No." Well... alright then.

"Za-"

"No, no no no. How utterly absurd. Ridiculous. You are not going anywhere." The way he says it simultaneously sounds like an order to you yet also an attempt to reassure himself of your impossible departure. You wondered if he interpreted your reason for leaving as something more... drastic.

"Hey-" You stand up, hoping an embrace would calm his nerves, but he begins to pace around. Now, this wouldn't be unusual, he tends to do this while he's ranting or deeply thinking about his research but obviously, it's different this time.

"Leave? No," Zandik scoffs to himself, "the possibility is nigh on impossible. There is no need to plan for such lengths, I shall make sure it doesn't come to that." When he finished mumbling to himself, you tried to interject before his gaze snapped back to you.

"And you. You, how dare you go behind my back and do such a thing? Do you think me incompetent? Do you think me a senseless fool that I would allow you to do this?"

"..."

"I find this quite tasteless, especially after how much you parroted about 'always being by my side' or 'never leaving'. Or have you finally shown your true colors? Leaving me after-" Zandik cut himself off because the words he was going to say next shouldn't be said out loud. Leaving him after he's already obsessed with you, when he's already in love with you and would go mad without your presence. But then all he could feel was your arms around him and your face buried in his chest.

"Zandik please, I'm sorry," your voice was but a whisper. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything like that." Zandik's hands itched to hold you back, but he restrained himself, needing to hear your reasoning.

"I don't want to leave you, I really don't. I love you! So... that's why I filled that form out. Because I... am scared of burdening you too much. I know how you are. I know you want someone who is useful, w-who can be of assistance in all kinds of ways, not someone who is dead weight. So I... I don't want you to force yourself to- ow!" Your increasingly pitiful dialogue was interrupted by a flick to your forehead and the clicking of a tongue.

"Fool..." he moved his hand to rest on the top of your head. "You can be quite intelligent, but the reasons for your stupidity can be headache-inducing sometimes. Now that you've said all of that, has it clicked how idiotic it sounds?" Though your partner's words sounded harsh, his tone was noticeably softer. You could only cast your gaze downward as he sighed.

"I too wonder why you do not take your own advice. Were you not the one who said to... 'talk things out', before jumping to conclusions? So why have I not heard of this?" (The phrase feels out of place and rather disgusting on the man who normally refuses to hold a conversation on anything other than research, but he forces it out for your sake. Unfortunately, he can also hear your sing-song voice in his head as he replays the words.)

"Because... it's dumb, like you said. I shouldn't waste your time anymore..."

"I usually do not entertain dumb inquiries but... you are an exception. My assistant's questions must always be clarified." And as his lover, your troubles must always be assuaged, but that part was left unsaid, although you knew what he meant. "Yes, your usefulness was a great help, but I couldn't care less about that right now. I care about you, and if taking on extra responsibilities happens to fall under that feeling, then so be it. I don't care," Zandik said bluntly. Was it elegant? No. Was it truthful? Yes. It made your cheeks warm a bit.

"Well... thank you for the honor," you couldn't help but crack a tiny smile as Zandik only mumbled something incoherent before pushing you back to bed. Ah, you were feeling a little drained from all of that.

"Now that all that is sorted out, and that hopefully every inch of that nonsense has left you, I suggest you go to sleep quickly, unless you want to be kept awake by the sounds of my latest experiment." You only giggled at your boyfriend. He's unkind... in a kind way if that made sense. But before you could be whisked away to the land of dreams, Zandik spoke once more.

"[Name]."

"Mhm?"

"...Do not try to leave me ever again."

"...I know, Zandik."

[skitskatdacat63]

Okay now where's the Seb teddy bear so I can make them kiss each other!?

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[trans-axolotl]

staying on testosterone is fucking impossible i need my brain to work with me here please

[stellarmachine]

the hold mizu has on me is a different level of concerning. like im no stranger to fictional crushes, but the feelings i have for mizu is like nothing ive felt before. i need her to be Real

[becauseplot]

(Alright I know everyone’s got their own lore reasons as to what their qsmp characters are up to while the qsmp Brazil meetup is happening but I have this stupid crack silly fluffy headcanon(??) alternative rattling around in my brain that brings me much joy. So.)

It starts with Roier and Cellbit.

Like most others on the Island, the past couple weeks have been tough for them both. With Cellbit spending most of his time in his office at the Ordo and Roier out working tirelessly (ceaselessly) on Bobby's city, neither of them are home very much, and neither of them are sleeping very much either. When the do make it back to the castle to sleep, the other has either already left or leaves before the other can wake up beside them. Two ships passing in the night. It's awful on several levels, not just physical.

Cellbit broaches the subject first because he knows Roier won’t---neither of them can keep going like this. It's just not sustainable. They're both exhausted. It's becoming increasingly clear that the situation on the Island with the missing eggs isn't going to be improving anytime soon. (If at all; he doesn't say that, though.) Cellbit's brain needs a break, Roier's heart needs a break. They need to regroup. So Cellbit suggests that they sleep.

It's not unheard of for someone on the Island to just conk out for a few days; it's pretty commonplace, actually. (Cellbit teases Roier that he's a pro at oversleeping, and Roier calls him an asshole in three different languages.) They get everything prepared to spend a long weekend asleep, then Cellbit goes to Forever and Pac, Roier goes to Jaiden, and they explain why they're going to be MIA for a bit.

Forever, Pac, and Jaiden totally get it. In fact, they understand all too well. With everything that's been going on, being passed the fuck out for a few days doesn't sound too bad, actually...

One way or another, Roier and Cellbit end up extending an invitation to their friends, saying that there's plenty of room at the castle if they want. They could make a little get-together out of it. And all three accept. So now Forever, Pac, and Jaiden are staying over too.

But of course, Forever, Pac, and Jaiden have to tell their friends where they'll be, so Forever talks to Baghera and Bad, and Pac talks to Mike and the rest of the morning crew, and Jaiden talks to Slime and Foolish and Mouse and anyone she bumps into, really, and Cellbit and Roier see the global chat messages of other tired people on the Island bringing it up in conversation with each other, and they decide, well fuck it, and they make an announcement:

Long depression nap sleepover at the castle this weekend, everyone is invited, bring your own blankets :D

Not everyone goes, of course. Etoiles doesn't feel he can afford to nap when the codes are still prowling about, Tubbo is getting ready to set some big plans in motion, Bad is...doing whatever it is that Bad does nowadays. People have matters to attend to.

But a good chunk of the island decides it's time for a collective fuck-this-I'm-goin'-back-to-bed break. They all show up at the castle at or around the agreed upon time, bringing food to share and drinks to pass around. It's a surprisingly good time, all things considered, casual but still playful and chaotic as all gatherings on the Island tend to be.

After some shenanigans getting the furniture moved out of the way, the guests get themselves set up in the foyer and main hall downstairs, having brought whatever they need for their respective sleeping arrangements: the avians bring blankets and personal belongings for their nests; Foolish drags a massive mattress out of his inventory to accommodate his full, un-shape-shifted height; Fit has a strange, sagging semi-hammock contraption that allows him to sleep without setting his spawnpoint. Cellbit and Roier think of their bed upstairs, shrug, and get themselves situated down on the floor in the hall with everyone else with a spare mattress they find.

Everyone gets cozy. Some people (coughFelpscough) peace-out immediately. Others stay up and chat and tell stories and gossip and giggle and shush each other like little kids at...well, like little kids at a sleepover. It's fun. But one by one, those people drift off as well, and eventually, it's just Roier and Cellbit who are left awake.

As they lay there in the darkness on the twin-sized mattress they pulled out of storage, they stare up at the vaulted ceiling high above their heads, and they listen to them breathing. All of their friends breathing---sleeping, shifting, sighing. Murmuring things, names, in their sleep, dreaming dreams. Good dreams, they hope. They could all do with something good right about now. Just a little something.

Roier whispers this was a nice idea. Cellbit hums in agreement. He closes his eyes and turns and curls around his husband and drags the blanket up to their chins. Roier pulls him in, and they slot together like two puzzle pieces, not a hair's width between them. Cellbit gives Roier a soft kiss. He feels his husband smile against his lips.

Maybe things can get better. Maybe.

They sleep.

[hotshitno2]

Not to focus on the wrong things of this chapter or anything but watching Aqua struggle to make it in the entertainment industry for 128 chapters just to watch his rating be worse than a lot of random side characters that just appeared in this chapter is so funny help 💀

[kinerxy]

im learnin to use blender

[alitgblog]

already liking that the characters are more than "the charismatic skater" and "the romantic musician" (sorry Jamal and Ryan) and I think it's probably bc they don't feel isolated from each other. like the guys have personalities that get along or clash with each other too and they show it, and it helps them feel realer than just liking the same girl or whatever

and like that's not to say they tried to give them dimensionality, like you learn about Elliot's quirks and Roberto's family and whatnot but saying something is like half of the journey. like it's cute Alex nerds out on building things but it's a whole other thing that he purposefully stays out of drama and therefore has a better relationship with Raf and also is making sure the guys don't get injured when they're jumping on the beds. like that sort of more dynamic thing is way more fun. meanwhile i couldn't tell you about any of the s6 guys' friendships other than things I've headcanoned and also marshall/ozzy (which is why I think I've started to grown to like marshall after the season is over)

[stormyoceans]

https://x.com/ilyseatwn/status/1820119254924148791

SEA TAWINAN'S CHARACTERS JUST SLIDING INTO MY HEART AND LIVING IN IT RENT FREE IN EVERY SINGLE UNIVERSE LOOK AT THIS CUTIE GOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!

but also ngl friends this parallel is so bad for my brainrot because i was already thinking about just how similar talay and tae are as characters (hard working silly beans who may seem a bit distant but actually love so deeply) and now im like oh. OH. the trainee takes place in vice versa's parallel universe. the tube slide is proof of it. tae and bahmee are the parallel universe version of talay and gyo. which means they're gonna realize they are better off as friends and become the iconic besties we all know and love. which means that we're so getting that jimmy's cameo in the last episode as alternate puen and tae's new boyfriend [NODS] MAKES PERFECT SENSE

SO NOW IM SITTING HERE LIKE. THOSE SURE ARE SOME BOLD ASS CLOWN ASS CONCLUSIONS YOU JUST STRAIGHT UP JUMPED TO. BUT ALSO PART OF ME IS FULLY CONVINCED OF THIS I GUESS IT'S TIME TO BE DELUSIONAL AGAIN 🤡

[mordremrose]

Bite sized lore dumps for my 3 thieves, 3/5 necromancers and one (1) elementalist to fill out the “human in game but not in lore” page! Blorbos go brrrr

Transcriptions of their blurbs under the cut bc I know what my handwriting is like i promise

Dyraoi: She/her, Nightmare Courtier— Lady of Decay, minion-mancer

Briefly left her duties with the Court to study Orr

Her most beloved pet is a recreation of Zhaitan’s dragon champions, based on Tequatl and Blightgast

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Rhialora: she/her, spector— “The Viscount”, Order of Whispers agent in the Nightmare Court, while undercover in the Court she grew attached to those loyal to her.

Post HoT, she welcomes [both] Mordrem and Courtiers to her side to heal and recover

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Jian Cain: he/him, Soundless Deadeye

Makes a living helping [around] a small fishing village, though he spends almost all his time either in or on the water

Vaikeres: she/they, Dreamer (sorta), Harbinger

An incredibly skilled and reckless alchemist, Vaikeres once created a potion that reversed a death. She has not been able to recreate it

Joint: seaweed/kelp twins— Since Jian cut himself off from their shared dream, the twins have steadily drifted further and further from the Grove

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Countess Andreas: she/her, scourge— A powerful and respected Orrian necromancer who avoided the same fate as the rest of her people by trapping her own soul in an amulet… or so she claims

Niawah: catalyst, he/they — A young Largos in self-imposed exile on the surface after the death of his older sister on a hunt

Luca Anatole: she/her, daredevil — A young Shrine Guardian who bound herself to a sickly human girl to save her life. The lines between them have blurred into one mischievous mind