#ok it's an attempt to write

[ladyvictory22]

Husbands who share clothes

Toto was sitting at the terrace table of his hotel room, engrossed in analyzing strategies for the Monza Grand Prix. Suddenly, he felt arms wrapping around him and a small kiss on the cheek, which brought a smile to his face.

"Are you leaving already?" he asked, closing his laptop and turning to face the person behind the affectionate gesture.

"Yeah, we're going to shoot some stuff with Max before the event," Christian replied, letting go of Toto so he could turn around completely.

Toto noticed Christian's attire and then noticed something peculiar about his outfit. "Christian Horner... are you wearing my shirt?" he raised an eyebrow and smiled.

It wasn't the first time Christian had appropriated one of his shirts. After exciting nights, Toto would often wake up with his husband sleeping beside him, wearing the shirt Toto had worn for dinner or to attend some event. It also happened on weekends when the Mercedes team didn't achieve satisfactory results. As a way to comfort his husband in their intimacy, Christian would don Toto's Mercedes shirt and wake up wearing it.

Christian flashed his characteristic mischievous smile. "Well... yeah, I felt like wearing something of yours. It's like having you with me," he said as Toto wrapped his arms around his waist.

"You possessive bastard," Toto whispered, brushing his lips against Christian's.

"You're just as bad or worse," Christian replied before joining his lips with Toto's. "Or should I show you the bite marks on my chest from this morning?"

Toto smiled as he remembered it and kissed Christian again, this time more passionately. Their tongues entwined in a desire-filled kiss, showing how much Toto wanted to repeat what they had done that morning.

"You'll be late... you should go before I don't let you leave the room," Toto warned.

Christian kissed him once more, tenderly, and playfully bit his lower lip before pulling away. "I'll see you later."

Days later, during Friday's practice sessions, Christian arrived early at the paddock. Before heading out, he bid farewell to his husband. Thanks to Mercedes' social media photos, Christian noticed that Toto was wearing one of his T-shirts."You possessive bastard," he muttered to himself, while smiling with pride for his husband.

[wardingshout]

Zelda goes mushroom girl

[starhvney]

hey guys!! just a little update: my uploads may be slow and kinda inconsistent for a bit because i made the lovely decision to get a new full time job on top of being a full time student!! (i had to, unfortunately) i’m doing good, but while i get adjusted to this new packed schedule of mine i have to put this blog on the back burner, because unfortunately steady finances and education comes first over my passions and hobbies :,(

i can at least say that at the moment i’m working on or planning out:

☆ requests (my current top priority!!)

☆ some requested c.ai bots

☆ the next part of subj3 called “blank spaces”, which will span from the rest of the reader’s high school career to the end of college

☆ a longgg mcd x reader fic called “kismet” (that will have laurance as the love interest)!

☆ maybe some more sims?? i love love making them but i will see if i have the time sighh

but anyways! thought i’d let y’all know what i’m up to and why i haven’t sent out any more requests </3 i hope you’re all well and staying warm & safe! love you all!!

[xxlady-lunaxx]

A bit more of a fluffy ask than anything

Sanegiyuu discussing wedding stuff, and Sanemi goes "I think you should give me your last name" bcs he hates his last name despite the respect that came with it.

i say yes

Typically, for opposite sex relationships, the husband’s last name is taken. But, whilst discussing their futures, Sanemi points out that both of them are men. Giyuu’s quick to add that they could technically both keep their own last names, but Sanemi intervenes, poking Giyuu’s cheek to quiet him.

“I think you should give me your last name,” he says, resting his elbow on the table and leaning his head on his hand.

Tengen, who was visiting for the main purpose to be an annoyance, pipes up. “So you’re admitting that Tomioka’s the man, between the two of you?” He smirks. Sanemi throws the nearest thing close to him—an empty tea cup. Tengen, the fucking bastard, dodged it easily.

Ignoring their unnecessary banter, Giyuu hums. “You don’t like your last name? I thought you’d keep it…” He trails off, unsure how he was going to finish his sentence.

“Thought you might like the idea of me not being able to call you by your last name anymore,” Sanemi teases, rolling his eyes. Occasionally, when he was annoyed (or just for fun), he’d refer to Giyuu as ‘Tomioka,’ how he’d done in the past. Giyuu was never quite happy about it.

“That’s not-” Giyuu pauses. “Oh. It’s more than that, Sanemi. It’s just, like, Genya- And… I dunno. There’s a lot more to your name.”

Sanemi grows quiet for a moment. Tengen has the mind to not say anything.

“There is a lot,” Sanemi agrees. His tone is distant, and it’s clear his thoughts are elsewhere.

A flicker of understanding passes Tengen and he adds, “well, Tomioka, you could easily have a lot to your name if you let this guy take it as his own, too.”

Giyuu nods slowly, feeling that there was something more to why Tengen was the one who butted in. But he doesn’t question it, instead scooting closer to Sanemi. “So you’d be Tomioka, too?”

Sanemi flashes him a grin. “Sanemi Tomioka, right?” he confirms. “Fuck, I wouldn’t have thought I’d take the same name as the one I used to curse at.”

“Like, to my face, or alone in your room?” Giyuu pesters.

“Both,” Sanemi concedes.

“He was so damn in love,” Tengen grins. “Even when he thought he hated you, he was actually just fighting off the feelings.”

Sanemi shoots him a look. “I’ll just say that my hatred for you runs quite steadily, Uzui.”

“Okay, so, we’re settling on mine?” Giyuu asks, interrupting their arguing.

“Definitely,” Sanemi agrees. “Wouldn’t mind ditching ‘Shinazugawa’. I’ve had it for long enough.”

“Are you just marrying me so you can change your last name?” Giyuu deadpans.

Sanemi snorts. “Oh, yeah, my entire purpose of our relationship was to take your last name. I’ve never cared a moment about you, I just thought ‘Tomioka’ would be a nice replacement,” he huffs, affectionately nudging Giyuu’s shoulder with his own.

“You could say goodbye to me, too, if that was true,” Giyuu says flatly, though a smile plays on his face.

“I just realized how hard it’ll be to get used to this,” Tengen grumbles. “Alright, Shinazugawa, you’ll just be Tomioka. And Tomioka, you can be the pretty Tomioka. Or something. The original, better Tomioka.”

“You are so good at playing favoritism, there is no way you don’t have a favorite wife,” Sanemi grits out.

“I just like Tomioka better than you,” Tengen says, raising his hands in surrender. “Don’t get so bitter about being a boring person. Can’t believe Tomioka’s actually agreeing to marry you.”

Giyuu smiles. “He has his pros and cons.”

“Wouldn’t take a genius to know which column has more,” Tengen mutters. Sanemi stands.

“You little shit—”

[npdkondraki]

fun fact: when i was a child my parents called me their mermaid because i never left the water until they forced me out

[bayetea]

I don't like the judo flip in moa as much as the next guy but in my eyes it's largely the result of rick not taking female violence half as seriously as male violence (a result of viewing women as weaker and inferior to men such that their acts of violence don't need to be taken as seriously) and not so much anything about annabeth herself. like I do genuinely feel that annabeth is a complex heroine and definitely one of the better ones in the realm of ya action-adventure fiction produced in the past 25 years but she is still a girl being written by a man and all I'm saying is that her writing clearly reflects that sometimes (more in tags)

[batfossil-fr]

my two cents on the everlux drama

am I a fan? no, but keep in mind I haven’t been a huge fan of any ancient breed. I have a number of issues with their design but it doesn’t involve the concept of being a grub kinda dragon or how fat they are. mostly it’s just that all their different components feel a bit jarring when all put together so I find them kinda cluttered.

but on the other hand, I’m used to being disappointed in ancients for entirely different reasons. I’d SO much rather be disappointed that they went a little too cluttered for my tastes than getting the same “this ancient could pass for a modern easily” that we’ve gotten so many times already

so good on staff for trying something new, I hope we get more attempts like this. maybe the first one didn’t hit for me but there’s always more chances. there is also a lot of valid feedback that I really hope the artist(s? might just be Undel) receive, but this wasn’t just an everlux issue (don’t get me started about fathom M and aether M and undertide M and)

and I hope the next breed is even fatter

[aftg-rot]

[rolandkaros]

(if i asked you guys for gif requests would you have any. i feel like there are a lot of amazing giffers on here who have more experience and skill than me so im not pretending like what i offer is particularly novel. but like is that something The People (read: tennisblr) would enjoy? like im not about to force requests out of you, but hypothetically would you have anything in mind? it could be a player in general or a specific moment...but fair warning i would be limited to what media is available to me. but barring maybe a total of four players i can think of im willing to gif practically anybody. idk. would we be interested. but dont say yes just to make me feel better. does anyone want mediocre gifs of their blorbos.)

[gelarshiesprofruitboarder]

this is what its like looking at a fandom dot com wiki

[shooks-stupid-stuff]

well, this took much longer than it should have lol

y'know how on the last one i said i was really shit at backgrounds? yeah i had to redraw it like 50 times lol (and it wasn't helping that i accidentally put the darker red part the same layer as the light cream and didn't realize until after i had finished :'] )

anyways, masumii palette doodle. funnily enough i ended up just. using a different palette than originally planned and it made it so much easier for whatever reason. but i'm really happy with this one too! glad i could finally figure out a pose i liked :]

[kirkwallguy]

I remember there’s a random line from hawke in da2 where they go “Fenris says the wine in Tevinter is made with the blood and tears of slaves. I don’t know if he’s being literal or not”. and I think competition from sweatshop ruined Krem’s dad and resulted in him selling himself into slavery. just further thoughts on the economics of Tevinter

oh i completely forgot about that line, that's an interesting one. i think it really does highlight just how much of tevinter society is built off of slave labour and just how unready vg was to reckon with that. we go to bars in minrathous! people around us are drinking this wine! it's unavoidable that everything you touch in this city is stained with the blood of slaves and other exploited people, no matter who you are. and this isnt saying i need everyone to shake their heads to show they disapprove every time they take a sip of wine, but pretending that this isn't a factor at all is just like... we shouldn't have gone to tevinter if they couldn't handle it lol.

but umm we get to save a few people in cages and we see the venatori using slaves as human chairs in one mission so maybe i just have bad media literacy

[tamaharu]

all to say, by rendering Lolita and the character types within as an anomaly that can only be conjured by sexual abusers (and thus unnecessary to pay attention to outside of condemnation) or, on the flip side, as an intrinsic part of men and broad culture, you do it a disservice. Lolita says, hey, multiple elements of society contribute to the normalization of/deliberate obfuscation of abuse, but also if someone starts finding pennies on every street corner, thats not a coincidence; theyre probably looking for pennies.

[mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess]

How do you know?

The tops of Sizhui's cheeks are dusted red when he finally makes eye contact with his senior. He has been staring into his cup of tea for the past 10 minutes, quiet and unmoving, gripping the side of it hard enough that it's a miracle it didn't break yet. Very uncharacteristic of Sizhui to be so... worked up over something, but there's no better place to find out what's wrong than over tea with Wei-qianbei.

"I...um... have a question."

"Figured as much." Wei Ying laughs. "What's up?"

"How... how does one know when they're... in love?"

Wei Ying feels his heart both ache and soften at the question. He sees himself, over twenty years ago, asking his shijie the same thing. He remembers Wen Qing telling him she'd probably never get to see A-Yuan growing up and and achieving his life's milestones, learning cultivation and falling in love.

"It's different for everyone." Wei Ying finally replies, in a voice that's uncharacteristically soft. "It feels like... honestly, it feels a lot like sword flying for the first time."

"H-huh...?"

"You're scared you're going to fall and nobody's going to catch you, and it's terrifying. But once you're in the air and you feel the wind around you and you can see the world from above, you feel free and invincible and like you can do anything."

Sizhui is quiet for a long time after that. Wei Ying lets himself think over his own metaphor.

He has been scared to fall, indeed. When shijie found him hiding in a tree, when he learned to fly on Suibian, when he fell into the Burial Mounds, when he learned what his feelings for Lan Zhan meant... In fact, until Lan Zhan, he could never be sure there was someone there to catch him. He had been scared to fall in love with Lan Zhan too, even if it came to easy, even if he couldn't help it, even if, in hindsight, it was obvious Lan Zhan loved him too.

But nothing could compare with the knowledge that his feelings were reciprocated, that he would never be alone again, that no matter what, there would always be someone in his corner, loving and protecting him. Catching him if he'd fall.

And he'd been falling a lot lately - Mo Xuanyu's core has improved, but not nearly enough to allow Wei Ying to do the airborne tricks he used to do with Suibian. The amount of times he almost splattered into the ground should be laughable - but Lan Zhan always caught him, no matter how ridiculous it was for him to slip off his sword like a child.

"Is it... easy? To love someone?" Sizhui asked, again, his face even redder than before.

"The right person is never hard to love. It just comes naturally, you may not even realize it's happening."

He surely didn't, not from the start. His life would have been a lot different if he had - still, his life is wonderful now, and there's no point dwelling on the past.

"You know, it took me a while to realize that I loved Lan Zhan, but not because it was difficult. It just came like second nature to me, it felt normal for me to want to be around him and to share everything with him. It was subconscious, I think. Our hearts know we're in love before we do."

Wei Ying doesn't realize he's playing with the ribbon Lan Zhan left on his wrist as he says all this.

He also doesn't realize Lan Zhan is quietly listening in from the doorway of the Jingshi, a look so soft and loving in his eyes it would melt him if he saw it.

---

"Anyway, why are you asking me this stuff? Got any news to share?"

Sizhui's flustered and sputtering. "N-no, I-I was just, um, curious, it's nothing like that, really!"

"Well, when you do decide it's something, let me and Lan Zhan know, we need to have a stern talking to with whoever's decided to steal our baby's heart!"

"Wei-qianbei!!"

[deltastorm101]

is it just me or does the wallpaper of the computer alan finds in initiation 6 look a LOT like the ending shot of alice's film from american nightmare

[byanyan]

byan being loudly and unapologetically themself being, in part, a defense mechanism. byan being so used to being told that they're too much by someone who's gotten to know them that they just put it all out there now to steer away anyone who wouldn't be able to handle them. byan keeping people at arm's length with their own personality and energy to save themself from being hurt again (if you can't handle them at their most, you don't deserve to make it past their walls, to see them at their quietest and most vulnerable). byan testing the people who can handle them at their most, intentionally trying to find their limits and drive them away because they're scared, because they don't know how to handle someone being able to tolerate all of them, because they're terrified of being truly perceived and not being good enough again.