#sometimes i forget

[thebibliosphere]

You ever say something and people’s reactions completely recontextualize something you’ve been forced to internalize as “normal” because you don’t have any other choice?

Tonight I logged into the Discord after 17 hours of a migraine from hell and mentioned that my migraine made me throw up so badly my neck subluxated and my collarbone popped out of place with it.

(They’re back in place before anyone yells at me to go to the hospital)

The reaction was the equivalent of the fallout meme: Nobody Liked That.

And that’s when my still slightly derealized ass had a moment of, oh. My daily existence is a medical emergency to other people. Or like an extended version of a SAW movie, depending on your perspective.

Oh. Hm. I see.

And then I bought a bunch of stuff from Joann’s because I can’t do shit about it. Might as well have my fun little hobbies to stave off The Horrors.

[thepersassiest]

memento mori 🖤🤍

happy 5th birthday unus annus🤍 // happy 4th death day unus annus🖤

[purpleqilinwrites]

cliché.

a/n: i'm back on my pretty setter agenda hahaha this is for the pixel café network's stuck in a pickle challenge friday! the prompt i got was "character a has been secretly in love with their best friend, character b, for years. but just as they finally decided to confess, character b announces they're engaged to someone else."

fandom: haikyuu!!

character: semi eita

genre: angst

info: established relationship (semi is your best friend); post-time skip

warnings: -

synopsis: semi already stopped himself once, before he could confess to you on graduation day.

word count: 0.9k

Semi Eita

2012

It was the most cliché thing, and he knew it.

Going to Tendou for advice was probably not the smartest idea he ever had. The guy was full of manga idealism, and none of those ideas were remotely applicable in real life. Semi chalked it off as a moment of unexplainable weakness (Tendou loudly disagreed, after shoving his little finger into Semi's left nostril for no fucking reason at all), after seeing some rando you went to cram school with show up at Shiratorizawa one summer afternoon with an overly toothy smile that he decided he didn't trust one bit.

This was supposed to be romantic. 'Heart-fluttering', or whatever nice-sounding words Tendou used to sell the idea to him. It didn't feel that way at all. Semi felt like an absolute creep, standing around one of the school's inner courtyards with his uniform shirt untucked and hanging open.

He picked at the loose strands that were still partially threaded through the assorted buttons in his palm and rolled them into a little ball. It wasn't his intention to rip out all the buttons on both his uniform shirt and jacket. Tendou said something about the button sitting closest to the heart being the most romantic one to confess with, but that made no sense to him at all. Wouldn't it be more romantic to give you all of them?

Semi could feel it in his bones. He was definitely going to get an earful from his mother when he got home—

"Finally found you, Eita!" Your voice rang out across the afternoon that was quickly slipping into evening. He swivelled around to find you jogging on the path leading out from the main school building, the carrot plushie he gave you earlier bundled up in your arms along with an obnoxiously large teddy bear holding a pink heart (your favourite colour was purple, dammit)—

Well, shit.

It was only muscle memory that pulled him through after that.

Because Semi hadn't done this whole romantic confession thing before (he never wanted to, until now. Until you.), he didn't get to say what he wanted to say. Didn't know how. He took long strides to meet you halfway, shoving his buttons into his back pants pocket. Before he could say what was in his heart, he began telling you how his parents wanted you over dinner instead. That his sister had been hounding him to insist on a sleepover so that you could play Super Smash Bros with her.

You paused every so often on the walk out of the school compound, struggling with that fucking teddy bear that was too bulky to be endearing or useful. Semi offered you an arm, and some part of him rejoiced when you looped yours around his rather than handing the bear off.

"The fangirls got you good, huh?"

That was what he let you believe, because it was easier than being honest.

2021

You haven't been back in Miyagi since you left to attend university in Tokyo almost nine years ago.

Seeing you come out of the east exit of Sendai Station brought all those years back, and Semi felt like he was in high school again. He chuckled to himself as he weaved seamlessly into the late-morning crowd, watching you wander about the street looking for him with your suitcase in tow.

"Boo," he said, after sidestepping a couple that simultaneously shot him a scowl so that he could appear to pop up behind you.

You turned to him and you smiled, and he felt like he could finally say it. The words were already on the tip of his tongue, broken in like a pair of well-loved pointe shoes. This wasn't the romantic moment he wanted, but it would have to do.

If not now, then when?

"Missed you." Your greeting was muffled into the lapel of his coat. The way you spoke it was curt and business-like, but he knew that you were putting on airs because you didn't want to cry. Not after being away from home for almost a decade.

Semi's reciprocal was automatic, easy. You disguised a sniffle behind a fake cough, angling your face away from him to add to the drama of it.

"Hey, now. You know that doesn't work on me!"

He pinched your nose, the way he'd always done. You swatted his hand away only after your nose was thoroughly pinched, the way you'd always done—

It was the most cliché thing, and he knew it.

Just when he'd worked up some nerve and been handed an opportunity too perfect to pass up, you'd already answered to someone else who was quicker than him. Braver than him. Maybe more foolish than him.

Semi kept the confession he'd been nursing for the better part of nine years to himself, allowing himself to be moved once again by the motions drilled into his bones. He put his hand on your suitcase when you stopped to check your phone in case of emails from work, offering you an arm. You looped your left arm around his, your hand laden with that ring laid over the bend of his elbow.

[kairithemang0]

Anyone else sometimes forget curtwen is actually canon and then you remember and smile or is that just a me thing?

[eebie]

in the other room Just heard my mom say “and this guy had a FOOT fetish…” and my sister went EWWW

[bigkissbutch]

shocking: the person you've been sexting for hours might be attracted to you

[illiana-mystery]

Poor Things (2023) | Kinds of Kindness (2024)

[teddybeartoji]

sometimes i just get slapped across the face with the fact that i am indeed . disabled brooo this shit is awfullll😭😭😭

[mumblelard]

the storms brought a cool breeze along and i opened all the windows and even the lodger enjoyed the change

walking back from the library by the shortcut through the woods, i saw a big old auntie tree had fallen in the night and i full smelt the damp of the wet ground that had failed to hold her roots. through the canopy, i could see just enough of the sky to know i wasn't going to make it home before the next storm hit and suddenly, for a moment, i felt real and alive in the middle of it all. the ache, anxiety and sadness that hold this body were together indistinguishable from the the thrill, the relief, the joy of being there in that place for that time. i carried that feeling the rest of the way home. i didn't notice when it started to rain but i was soaked by the time i got home and my face is wet now from remembering it

[thylovelbear]

I love when I post about cantripped not thinking much then remember I can and will get perceived by the cast.

[ultimatepeter-man]

hey! I was just re-reading your „Spidey McFly“ Fanfic on AO3.

I was wondering if you're going to update it soon? I’d be really excited for the next chapter! :3

Hmmm

Yeah, sure, I can update ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Here you go

[thatotherman001]

Do you do art requests? If so, I’d gladly send u one if I want :]

You can if you want, but I will warn you, I take forever to answer asks i try to draw for

But that doesn’t mean I won’t see/do them eventually :3

[purpleqilinwrites]

only to us.

a/n: i went to play genshin for the first time in a while to see what's new, and i just ended up spending three hours walking around liyue with my wife ganyu! (what's new is wriothesley and his nice butt. 10/10.)

fandom: genshin impact

character: ganyu

genre: general / fluff

info: established relationship (can be read as either platonic or romantic); reader is an adeptus who fought in the archon war; this takes place pre-canon timeline

warnings: might not be canon-compliant

synopsis: it was time for new wine and new customs.

word count: 0.9k

part of the "yearning has hold of me" series.

Ganyu

The war was over, and a flurry of long-overdue celebrations brightened up the harbour.

While the people were busy making merry and drinking with the adepti, Ganyu found you among the rocks that formed the Guyun Stone Forest. Perched on one of the highest peaks jutting out against the bright blue of the sky, nestled in the shrubbery and trees that had begun to find a home on the things that were once weapons, you were lying on your back with your eyes closed and face toward the clouds.

The war was over, and it was the first time in a multitude of years that Ganyu had the pleasure – or was it relief? – of finding you in your human form.

"The crowds wore on me," you said, as a means of greeting, your voice echoing in the quiet. You beckoned her over by patting the patch of grass to your right, eyes still closed.

With the urgency that her experience in the past years has ingrained in her bones, Ganyu found herself running for most of the little distance between the two of you. She ran until she came close enough to take up room beside you, settling onto the grass and marvelling when she remembered it had not been there when she saw the Guyun Stone Forest formed.

The war was over, and she felt the need to keep reminding herself.

You rolled onto your side to face her, eyes now open. Ganyu mimicked your actions, shuffling closer and resting her head on a folded arm.

Your eyes burned into her, golden and unblinking, and she thought she might need to remind you, too, that the war was over.

"Rex Lapis was asking for you," she said, instead. "He'd like to share some osmanthus wine with everyone who fought with him."

The grass tickled her cheek as she spoke. A mass of clouds floated aimlessly in the otherwise empty blue expanse above the two of you. She waited for a response, alternating between watching a Geo crystalfly flit about some distance behind your head and watching you.

You kept your eyes fixed on her the entire time.

If it had been anyone else, Ganyu would have floundered under what felt to her like scrutiny. There had always been an intensity about you. It was not foreign to her, having been born and raised among full-blooded adepti and knowing the word would apply easily, believably to any one of them.

Even so, your gaze did not unsettle her the way that the eyes of others would.

"The mortals do make the best osmanthus wine," you said, finally. There was a smile teasing at the corners of your lips, a darting out of the tongue across your bottom lip as you imagined a taste.

She should have brought one of the smaller vessels from the harbour to share with you. There were too many offerings of wine to count at the makeshift shrine to Rex Lapis and the adepti in the camp at the foot of Mount Tianheng. Peacetime was new, and so the two of you could form a new custom of drinking out of the same cup of hammered iron. Perhaps—

You reached over to her and brushed a few stray strands of hair behind her ear, and it brought her out of her thoughts and back to the present with you. Before you could pull your hand away, Ganyu curled her own around the bone of your wrist and put your hand to her cheek.

It was cool to her skin, like the waters of the river in the Guili Plains of her girlhood summers. Familiar and always welcome.

"I found you," she said, echoing the words she spoke to you first, from a time long ago.

The breeze was beginning to pick up speed, ruffling her hair and then yours as it passed. A few amber leaves twirled about you. Your hair fanned out behind you, the breeze having run its fingers through the length of it, longer than it had been in years but still shorter than you were inclined to keep it.

Ganyu would like it very much if you would leave your hair to grow, for her. Selfishly, because she imagined you would be extremely attractive with your hair long. A little less selfishly, because seeing you with a blade in hand to trim your hair as close to your scalp as you could manage was a habit you had cultivated in wartime.

The war was over, and you could afford to live looking forward now that it was behind you.

You hummed, cupping your hand along her jaw, and stroked the pad of your thumb along her chin in tune with a song she did not recognise. "I knew you would find me," you said. "I know you, Xiao Yu. You always do."

Ganyu closed her eyes to better focus on the sound of your voice, on the touch of your hand. It was a folk song you were humming, one of the many that were native to the tribe of sea-dwelling adepti you came from. She could not remember if it was a lullaby, or if it was a hunting song.

The breeze tapered off, and the grass that sat between your body and hers stilled in their frantic dance. Your humming became louder as it filled the air, and this space that crowned the Guyun Stone Forest belonged only to her and to you. This space, where she was more alive than alive has ever been.

It was surely a lullaby, with how her eyes seemed to weigh heavier as her attention to your song began to wane.

[sugaredviolettesblogg]

crazy that i just have boobs

[jopzer]

jopzer........ good ship.

[silvermizuki]

Me: ugh this pounding in my head is so annoying why won’t it go away wtf? Whatever I’m craving some take out, I’ll take a break for a bit

Eats the food and suddenly the pounding in my brain stops

Oh.