#let me know if you want to yap about it

[verstappentime]

anyway here’s more maxiel divorce verse for anyone who’s a bit sad about today’s race. <3 (part 1 here, part 2 here)

“Stay,” Max says, rushed, before Charles can get anything else out.

“Okay,” Daniel says. He tries to clear the lump in his throat. He’s been waiting for Max to say that word, but this is as close as he’ll get, probably. “Tilt your head forward for me.” Max does; Daniel gingerly presses the ice where his head meets his neck.

Max hisses, reaching up to grab Daniel’s forearm. It’s been so long since Max initiated touch with him; Daniel forces himself not to jolt.

“I know, baby, I’m sorry.”

Max groans, gradually loosening his grip. “Can we do the bathtub thing?”

“The– Oh, yeah, sure. Charles, do you have a bath?”

“I feel like you are being the doctor and I am the nurse,” Charles says. He’s hovering closer than a second ago. “Yes, I do, is it for something weird?”

“It’s not for anything weird. Can you fill it up with hot water? As hot as it can get without burning.”

“Fine. But it’s for him.” It’s too dark for Daniel to see the look Charles is giving him. Just as well.

Daniel stays there, crouched beside Max, keeping the ice pressed to his neck. Max’s breaths are shallow, like he’s trying really hard not to wince, but he’s mostly failing. “The medicine is gonna help,” he says, just for something to say. In the dark, eyes closed, Max reaches around for his hand. Daniel links their fingers, squeezing hard. Max’s hand is clammy and he can’t get a good grip on Daniel, all weak and floppy. “Tell me what feels bad?”

Max turns his face into a couch cushion, making a tiny whining sound. “It’s– what do you say? The whole nine yards? I scared Charles with the throwing up.” He’s talking more, which is a good sign.

“It’s fine,” Daniel says. “He called me and I’m here now, so it’s fine.” He presses his thumb against where Max’s jaw meets his cheek. He’s so tense everywhere.

Charles comes back into the room. “The water’s in the bath. I’m saying again to not do anything weird.”

“We are going to do something so weird,” says Max. He groans as he swivels his legs around to stand up, pressing on his forehead. “Ah, fuck. Shit.” He grabs Daniel’s wrist, squeezing hard.

“Take it easy,” Daniel says, clearing his throat where it’s all thick. He hates this, he hates that Max hurts, that he’s still hurting, and he— he loves, sort of, that it’s him Max is reaching out for. It’s fucking twisted.

Max doesn’t ask to be helped, so Daniel doesn’t offer, just hovers as Max slowly pushes himself to stand up. But Max is unwieldy, swaying a little, and— and he grabs for Daniel again. Maybe it’s just because Daniel’s seen it all before, because he’s fed him and bathed him and sat with him in the middle of the night, but. He’s still being chosen. “Sorry,” Max says, like Daniel would ever want him to do anything else. “My eyes are not so good.”

“It’s fine. I have you.” I always will, I always fucking will.

Charles waves them through to his master bathroom. In the light, Daniel can see that Max’s left pupil is blown. He’s sweaty and he looks like shit, hair all messed up, but he’s Max, and he’s gorgeous. Daniel wants to hold him.

“Max, yell for me if he is doing anything weird to you,” Charles says, and ducks out of the room. Conceding.

“You could have told him we’re not getting naked.”

“I mean, I am taking my pants off,” Max says. “Can I hold on to you?”

Daniel nods slowly, feeling oddly like he should look away. He watches the ceiling as Max holds onto him for balance.

If Max notices him acting weird, he doesn’t say so. “You’ll get your pants wet,” he says instead.

Oh. Daniel glances to the door, where Charles is not. This isn’t what he expected when he woke up today, he thinks, as he’s stepping out of his jeans.

They sit on the edge of the tub, Daniel pressing the ice pack to Max’s neck. It’s an easy trick; get the circulation down into his lower body and away from his head.

“Charles could do this,” Daniel says, after a moment.

“I know,” Max says. He leans his head on Daniel’s shoulder, closing his eyes. He doesn’t say it, but Daniel knows it: I wanted you. “Do you have somewhere to be?”

“No.” Maybe he should have lied, or not answered so quickly.

“Good.” Max traces a circle on Daniel’s thigh, over the ship tattoo. “Charles thought I would be angry that you were coming. But I wasn’t.”

“No?”

“No. I was—relieved. I do not like being like that. And Charles is not good in emergencies.”

“You can always call me,” Daniel says. He pictures being at dinner with some girl, or a guy, and bolting because Max isn’t alright. He knows he would.

“I know,” Max says.

[choccy-milky]

sometimes you gotta lure your overly-studious ravenclaw gf into spending time with you 🥰 📚 ( from 'Every Teardrop is a Waterfall' by Kat_12739 on ao3, GO READ IT!!! the first story is about seb falling sick and still pushing himself/not admitting he's sick until he ends up in the hospital, the second story is about the birth of seb and clora's daughter and seb's reaction to clora almost dying in childbirth, and the third is about dealing with a fussy newborn lewis😭🥹THEY'RE SO GOOD AND SWEET AND SOMEWHAT SAD (not to mention beautifully written) so go check it out!!💖💖 )

[abyssal-ilk]

currently on the things to think about today: if you romance leliana as the warden and you play as either a woman amell or surana, cullen will ask after the warden to leliana when around the war table. a full ten years after dragon age origins, when his last interaction with the warden was wanting to kill all of the mages in the fereldan circle tower. you know, the tower that the warden was once a part of and grew up in.

which works fine if you think the relationship between the warden and cullen was cute! but. uh. feels extremely uncomfortable when you thought the relationship had the potential to be extremely dangerous toward the warden and wasn't cute at all.

[spinostarz]

THE WELL AND THE LIGHTHOUSE PMV/ANIMATIC

very very jean valjean centric because i love him and he deserves the world <3 im not sure if pmv or animatic would apply better to this, but either way, i hope you enjoy it!

[sea-jello]

hong kong miku,,,

[puppyeared]

i feel like. theres designing a character with certain themes and motifs in mind, and then theres making a gijinka for the water bottle on my nightstand

[satorisoup]

people will think im ordinary until they say one (1) thing about tmnt and all of a sudden im explaining the entire lore starting from the 1990’s movie & why donatello is the best turtle i fear… T^T

tag limit fights me… i must yap… please listen… SOB </3

[stellewriites]

really fucking grinds my gears how my dad knows just how to make me feel fucking guilty for putting up boundaries and saying no

[ratatatastic]

do you write fic on ao3?

unfortunately for everyone involved i do!

[swaggy-skeletons]

i feel like i never actually post here anymore man. like idk what to talk about

[vaperarmand]

we are at 3k words of daniel and armand yapping in my google docs and counting right now by the way. and when i say that i mean exclusively yapping. nothing else has happened. they haven’t even thought about whether or not they want to have sex yet. like shut uppppppppp. oh my god

[coulrology]

So what's the lore with Juniper n their relationship with Vitimir n Hettie?

WELL for both, their relationships go back to their school days! Although the difference being that Juniper and Hettie went to St. Epiderm together, while Vitimir went to a different school (Glandus at the time he met Juniper).

I’ve briefly touched on how Juniper and Vitimir met here, so that explains their first meeting. To reiterate, Vitimir was a shy kid that didn’t really have any friends growing up (aside from bugs/whatever little creatures they spent their time around) and was bullied frequently, so that single positive interaction with Juniper, though small, really stuck with him and he never forgot it. Juniper didn’t forget it either, but being the sociable type meeting and talking to lots of different people, that moment sorta blended in with the rest of their memories. So fast forward to them both working as Coven Heads at the same time, Vitimir immediately recognizes Juniper. Despite Juniper changing a lot since his child self, that one good memory left such a big impact on Vitimir as a kid that he still held that soft spot for them. So of course, when Juniper eventually approached him on their own time, Vitimir already had this layer of vulnerability. Even though they might not have recognized him, from Vitimir’s perspective, there was that sense of familiarity and comfort; Juniper might have changed, but that kind kid was still in him. Now that they have the chance, Vitimir wants to actually get to know this one person who had plagued so many of their thoughts as a kid. And the rest is history!!

As for Hettie! Again, she and Juniper attended St. Epiderm together. Hettie was just as terrifying as a kid as she is now. She was everything- a jock, a princess, a bully, a weird girl, whatever you can think of. Though she’s very open about who she is, everyone around her was always so intimidated by the fact that she was unpredictable (and the fact that she’s both the smartest AND strongest person you’d ever meet is terrifying enough on its own). Most everyone- except for Juniper. To Juniper, Hettie was always such a character. She’s always been so confident and unapologetic, able to command people’s attention without even saying a word. Her unpredictability made everything she did so interesting. Juniper so deeply admired this about Hettie. And the fact that she’s 100% his type only drew them closer to her. Hettie was Juniper’s first ever crush, and that love Juniper had for her never faded. Though as kids, they weren’t in the same social circles, they did cross paths a lot, whether it was through Sonia (Scooter Crane’s daughter and childhood best friend to Juniper, who was also in the Healing Track), or Juniper getting injured for whatever ridiculous reasons. At this age, Hettie didn’t reciprocate her feelings (yet), but she had a fondness for Juniper because he was so different from the other kids for the fact alone that they had a (very obvious) crush on her. And while their crush may have caused them to do embarrassing things, and foolishly being used as her own guinea pig from time to time to practice her magic on, Hettie had cared about Juniper. To her, he always made life more fun and interesting. Fast forward to them as Coven Heads- Hettie has grown a stronger affection for Juniper. He’s changed over the years, but he still makes life so much more fun and interesting. Perhaps now, Hettie admires Juniper for the same exact reasons they always have her. They’re still a bit pathetic around her, but Hettie finds it endearing. Not to mention, Juniper still makes for a good doll to experiment on, and she takes good care of her favorite dolls ;-)

[alikandhoney]

My thoughts on the gods as pieces of the Luxon theory::

I have never been a fan of the Luxon as a deity— idk if I ever posted but before Matt confirmed its divinity I had a huge theory that it was a false god. — but I swear that doesn’t play into the thoughts I have about this theory.

It just doesn’t sit right to me because from all that we have been told about the Luxon it is pretty native to Exandria and its place of existence.But what we have always been told about our main pantheon, and just shown in that flashback, is that they found their way to Exandria and decided to make it theirs

(or less decided according to opening and more forced to take a stand against the elementals which is TRAGIC BUT i digress)

Exandria is where they ended up from after the nothing came for them. The way it has always been framed, especially after watching this scene points to them having origins elsewhere in my brain.

The Luxon scattered itself across Exandria to share itself with its creations and it seems like the Deities are from somewhere else entirely. We saw into a plan that we don’t quite understand— seemingly??? Different from the divine planes we know, though it’s been too long since I was entrenched in this lore to remember those sorts of specifics to be sure. But still!

Contact with this plane of existence changed every single one of them fundamentally and tied them each to something that was more concrete than they had ever been before, so the idea that their origins lie anywhere near Exandria doesn’t click for me.

If I’m missing new lore please lmk or if you have anything to add to the theory, I haven’t seen much in depth thought about it so this is just my first reaction.

[perilegs]

i am my father's son (enjoyer of irl sidequests)

[charkbites]

Hii omg I get you I love bokuroo so much I have so many headcanons in my mind and I always get surprised at the lack of content 😭 I'd love to hear about what you're writing if you wanna share!! And samee I don't have anyone to talk to them about I haven't tried rp much but I'd love to talk about them if you want!!

hi !! omg you have no idea this was such a lovely surprise to see in my askbox, i'd love to talk about them with you !! all the time !! pls feel free to yap away about your headcanons at any time too i'd love to hear them <3

aha the drabbles i'm currently writing aren't full fics or anything unfortunately but i'm almost done with a bokuroo beach date one !! i just wanted to write something fluffy... but i'm also trying to write a little something for bokuto's birthday, we'll see if i make it in time cause i'm the slowest writer ever... 😭

[harteatiing]

(anon date) I could answer with the cop out phrase of "whatever you want", but that'd be boring. Not sure how far from the hotel we'd have to go for it, but I'd love to go to a jazz club or something similar with you. What's better than dinner other than dinner with a show? We could dance to some swing, although I'd prefer to do that somewhere more private. But more than that... honestly, I'd just really like to listen to your thoughts and stories. You have a voice I can listen to for hours.

(AHHHHHHH why am I so nervous to send this?! Too late I'm doing it DX)

On anon, describe a date that your muse would take mine on and they’ll say if they’d be interested based just off of the description. // accepting !

" You're absolutely right, that would be boring. " Thus far, these scenarios have all been fairly creative ! If he must use air time to respond to these silly hypotheticals, he can at least say that they haven't been boring.

" What you have settled on is much better-- I couldn't agree more, you can't go wrong with dinner and a show ! Or dancing for that matter. I'm not sure where one might find a club like that these days, though. I've been away for quite some time and my favorite place is long gone now ! It's been ever so difficult to find a replacement in the midst of an impending clash with Heaven, you know ! "

He laughs, casting his eyes over the message once more. The comment about the hotel... Was this sent in by someone here, then ? Alastor hasn't bothered being curious about any of the senders' identities-- he's judging how much he'd enjoy the suggested 'dates', not the individuals they're attached to.

But still, it is a bit amusing.

" ...My voice, hm ? I suppose that's why I'm on the radio, dear listener. If you're truly dying to hear it, you know where to tune in ! "