#let it marinate a bit

[lucid9158]

Ohh I can’t watch…

Auguajfhwjnfjwghhhhhhhhh

Alsooooooooooooooo

[hyunpic]

hynjinnnn instagram update: so now it's slipping all the way to summer 2023. there's really nothing to post for a time slip, this is just everyday life 🎶: frank ocean - skyline to

[layaart]

let us in, let us in..

Noon from They Bloom At Night by Trang Thanh Tran! a great queer/trans YA horror I read recently!

[umamaki]

frat boy caleb who became ur bf because bc he tutored you and said “oh i promised my friend that if he joined my stem/engineering academics frat i’d join his social frat it’s nothing crazy” and it rlly is crazy because he’s so tall and works out and loves putting his arm around your shoulders…frat boy caleb who pretends to not be in love with you at every party but he’s shoving any guy who reaches for your drink or gets a little touchy feely against the wall…results in “what are you doing caleb?” “they’re all assholes” “and you’re not??? caleb you’ve been giving me mixed signals all semester” “mixed signals?? ____ be honest with me why would i do any of this if i didn’t want you” results in desperate loud whiny car sex i mean whaaaa

Frat boy caleb who never beats the fuckboy allegations despite being the most normal frat brother ever. Def more of a professional frat participant. Like he gafs about school and is career ambitious. But he looks the part so well and he’s social and girls naturally gravitate towards him and its so hard for everyone not to put him into a box labeled typical douchy frat bro.

Frat boy caleb who doesn’t care for other ppl romance until he meets you, and his life completely changes. Comes off a little too strong, a tad too interested the first few times you meet. And you think to yourself “damn so the rumors are right he’s a PLAYER!” And he proves you wrong bc he’s just a lover fr. You’re surprised when you realize he rlly does only have eyes for you. And side note slash final note he looks really good bent over the house’s pool table, biceps tense hands gripping the cue eyebrows furrowed in focus led lights making him glow and the background noise that is somehow muffled as you watch him hit the 8-ball into the hole.

And final final note bc i just rmb i have this ss from instagram but it is soo frat caleb?

[carlyraejepsans]

can't believe this incredible author has the exact same tastes as mine

[arielluva]

found this weird thing on the floor

[gonetoforks]

i think i may need to accept that im probably autistic with or without a diagnosis

[hakusins]

OOOUUIGIUHIUGGH IS THIS NEW???? WHY IS MY ASS FINALLY COMING ACROSS THIS AFTER SO LONG??????

[luminique]

I read through your entire Lighter zzz tag over the last few days bc the brainrot is real, lol. Thanks for the food, and I have some (potential) brainrot for you in return: Girl Dad lighter

I just know that man is sobbing at every milestone she hits. First steps? He gets misty eyed. First word? Literal tears streaming down his face. Bonus points if baby’s first word is about Lighter, i.e. “papa,” or maybe “song,” but she’s pointing at Lighter in a way that makes it obvious she means “strong” but just can’t say it yet. And Overlord help him when she starts learning to drive.

Also, whether she’s bio, step, or adopted, it makes no difference to him, that’s his baby girl either way!!

Anyway, those are (some of) my thoughts, lol.

i watched a vid of a little kitten imitating a golden retriever that had helped raise the kitten and it reminded me of lighter and i remembered this. girl dad lighter is so real and especially with his character theme video where he’s trying to take care of his comrade’s little sister….. this could be seen as a continuation of some sorts to another post of mine here !!

being a dad isn’t easy, not that he thought it would be. it’s physically demanding with how often he has to get up at night to cradle the baby to sleep, or how much he has to entertain her (he is not raising an ipad kid). what he didn’t consider is how emotional he could become over the course of a few years.

he remembers when she took her first steps. carefully crawling around his room, playing around with her toys but particularly close to a small stool he had. “come here, pretty” lighter’s hands were open for his little girl to crawl over to him. his voice was much sweeter and higher pitched, a change that you only hear when he’s talking to her. he initially thought that it would just be another fun play time but didn’t expect what he saw next.

as her small hands gripped the stool’s legs, she pushed herself up and was able to stand on her two feet. okay okay, nothing too surprising there, he thought. she turned around to him and began to take one step, then another, before tripping and falling down. his eyes widened at the sight, not knowing whether to be happy or be worried as he went over to her, coddling her with reassurance. “does it hurt anywhere? it’s okay, daddy’s here.” he gently wiped away her tears before it clicked in his head.

“wait… you just walked. that’s my girl.” chuckling as tears of joy welled up in his eyes. she didn’t quite understand but she saw his smile and laughed too, her own crying beginning to turn into laughter.

her first words were more of a group effort? ever since lighter became a dad, he hung out less during the sons of calydons night time gatherings around the fire. wanting to prioritize her sleep time and stay indoors at night, however the girls were able to convince him to hang out for a bit. they also wanted to see his little girl more then him but they wouldn’t directly admit it.

with the baby on the overlord’s lap, fascinated by caesar’s mechanical arm, she’s blabbering out nonsensical noises. then all of a sudden “dada” and “papa” comes out of her when she’s looking up at him. “d-did she just say papa…?” all of them turned towards the little girl that was grabbing at caesar’s grey-ish green hair.

“can you say burnice? burn like let’s burn this place down!” “burnice! she is NOT learning your name like that!” as the two blonde haired girls fought over the baby’s attention, lighter gently scooped her up into his arms. her happy babbling continued, calling him “dada” in between the incoherent words.

it felt like a dream come true, having her recognize him as her dad. even if not biologically but the sleepless nights, the many mistakes, the never ending crying. the feeling of pride swelled up inside of him, making even the undefeated champion cry. it’s not much now, but he can already see how proud he’ll be when she grows up surrounded by good family that will shower her with all their love.

[atefingersdagger]

Y'all hating on Silka, but I bet once the movie comes out and she's probably played by a hot blonde actress, you will all be scrambling for her, making edits, and writing silka x reader fics.

[valentinafoxr]

mhmhmhmhhh. Art as a metaphor for queerness. The whole episode as well as the knights' story in the comic as a meta narrative for the whole show's plot. The first concious reveal we get to see. I'm thinking thoughts

[lavendermin]

Stellaron hunter Sunday subconsciously latching onto you, who are like an injured little dove to him. Some psychological need to keep his same routine from before or have some semblance of familiarity amidst this new path he’s been set on. It was just something platonic, he swears by this. Just an innate need to protect and guide you since you were also a clumsy new recruit.

You couldn’t help it—falling for him. Slowly being consumed by an infatuation that morphed into a hopeful yearning that filled your chest with a syrupy thickness of strong emotions you were inexperienced with.

And Sunday was at a loss. That wasn’t part of the plan. Well—he didn’t have much of a plan with you. The platonic acquaintance he had built with you was nothing more than for his own gratification. His desperate attempt at normalcy. Someone to fill the void of not being able to see his dear sister…

Still… you’re so willing to just give and give and give to him. Anything, for even the slightest possibility of returned affection. Even if you don’t outright confess to him, he sees it. In your actions, your speech, your eyes.

Would it truly be so bad to take that which is offered in earnest?

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short fic for this up now

[invye]

Me, gasping awake: "Omg, I haven't thought about Rosinante in days!"

My brain: "No worries fam, here's a huge CoraHawk fake dating fix it AU."

Me: "Thank you :)"

*10 minutes later*

Me: "But you know we can't have Mihawk without Shanks, especially if this is set during their duelling times, and also I think Shanks and Rosinante would get on like a house on fire--"

My brain: "This is gonna be a polyamorous Rosinante/Mihawk/Shanks story before long, who do you think I am??"

[alectoperdita]

WIP Wednesday

What if hitter!Jou started feeding a(nother) stray cat??? Seto, you shouldn't throw stones when you live in a glass house!

(I totally didn't plan to write this at all, but then The Apothecary Diary episode 25 happened and I was like "wait, that's hitter!Jou and hacker!Seto!")

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As soon as Jounouchi unlocked the door, Seto slipped between the man and the wood, wiggling his way into the apartment. He barely managed to strip off his boots before freezing in his track. Two eerie beacons shone from the shadowed depths. They blinked in unison. Seto blinked too when the lights flicked on.

Sitting in the dead center of Jounouchi's sofa was a small gray cat.

"You have a cat," he said dumbly to Jounouchi after he locked the front door.

"Huh?"

Seto pointed at the feline. Why didn't he ever mention that before? Not to mention, there was no cat when he came over last week.

"Oh, she's not mine. Just showed up one day—"

What a rude little creature to just let itself in without invitation.

"—Given our jobs and schedules, I don't think any of us has time for a pet," Jounouchi said, moving around Seto to approach the animal, cooing. He offered it a hand, and it sniffed his fingertips carefully. "Hey there, pretty lady. It's good to see you."

Seto's hackle rose at the sweet tone. "Then why is it here?"

"She's a neighborhood stray. I leave the window open a crack so she can get in if she needs to."

Sure enough, the window have been left cracked open. No wonder it was chillier in here than usual. Only opened by a few mere centimeters, but enough room for a small cat to squeeze through. The windowsill which used to shelve most of Jounouchi's plants had been mostly cleared to make room for its ingress/egress. A litter box sat on the floor said to the window, and a stone's throw away was a water dish.

So contrary to Jounouchi's statement, it appeared to have moved right in.

[emotsper]

read the other fic and i kept cackling i love the ena characterization here

[ratsplendor]

oh my god. finally figured out how I'm gonna end "sleeping dogs." it's fucking over for you guys