#t: table for two?

[bullseye-stoddard]

The idea of actually going dancing was a little tempting, though Bullseye hoped he would not make too much of a fool of himself. But if he was going to do something like that, being with another vampire would surely help a lot, since she would not be expecting him to really know what he was doing. "'M sure you would, yeah. Long as you wouldn't be embarrassed bein' around a clueless ol' timer, maybe we can have a go at that sometime."

Yikes, it sounded like she had had a real time with some of those dreams. Dying in one of them was definitely not something he wanted to experience, even with his own experience of essentially dying and come back for real. He cringed a bit as he said, "Ouch, sounds like that was a real whopper! Thanks for lettin' me know those dreams can always get worse." Again, his own dream had not been bad. It was the real-life aftermath which had hurt him, and he was glad she had no intention to prey further, because he did not want to dwell on it too long.

Having thought this whole time that he was the only one who was confused about vampire etiquette and interactions, having her say the same made Bullseye stare in surprise. "You…you don'? So I ain't th' only one who's lost 'bout a lotta this stuff?" He heaved a sigh to match her stage-whisper, genuinely relieved despite the exaggeration. "Gosh darlin', you got no idea how nice it is for me t' hear that. Not that I'm sayin' I'm glad you don't know!" he quickly clarified, "Jus' that it's nice t' know I ain't alone." Adding a confession of his own, he said, "Y'see, I've been alone literally for so long, an' I thought even among vampires I'd be alone in not knowin' all th' stuff I should. So it's nice t' know that ain't th' case. Thanks for that."

@mighty-mitte

Table for Two? | Mitte & Bullseye

[fandom-geek]

me realising that the zariman's links to the entrati include even the bloody void relics:

[pilonciillo]

on another note

[ruegracieuse]

if I was ever gifted something by a fairy at birth I think it would have been the ability to find lovely furniture/home bits for free/very cheap. Our apartment is 90% furnished with things we’ve found on the side of the road, at op shops, given away by relatives and neighbours. we found a full beautiful Persian rug on the side of the road for council cleanup earlier this year and it cleaned up beautifully. just yesterday we found a tall dark timber shelf/drawer situation that fits in so nicely with the flat. I love it

[moonsinkfoxgirl]

girls will be celebrating their traditional christmas, by exchanging presents on the 1st of December while listening to the Toradora Holy Night song, followed by cooking some fried rice together as the Touhou 10 soundtrack plays

[thecurvyprince]

It's so ridiculous being transgender as an adult. You'll have spent your entire life being conditioned (even by your own self) to believe that so many things just aren't options for you. You deeply internalize the "knowledge" that it would be impossible to be who you want to be and have the body you want to have.

So then you might find yourself in situations where you sheepishly ask a doctor who specializes in trans healthcare if you can have the minimal of help, just enough to keep surviving, because you know that if you asked for what you want, that the answer would be "no" (it has always been "no"). And then are surprised by your own excitement when the very thing you secretly wanted is offered to you with full sincerity as a very real option and with absolute intent to follow it through with you.

As though the whole time you were keeping it as this buried secret, this personal ache of want. But you never actually allowed yourself to consider it anything more than a dream. So when it becomes real and you can finally conceptualize it as a real choice, only then are you able to feel just how badly you wanted it the whole time.

Does that make sense?? It couldn't be real and even though you're desperate for it because you're not sure you can survive without it for much longer, you still don't allow yourself to consider how deeply you WANT it. You never know just how excited you'd be about it. You expected for so long to have to settle for less and never considered that you'd have the choice.

[bookishjules]

started a four (4) hour recap of a beloved ship from disney channel latin america's soy luna today and i am struggling to keep the obsession under wraps.

[foxcassius]

host clubs are so weird tho rly. they made me pick a fave guy, and my actual fave was the fucking guy who ran the store i guess, so i refrained from choosing him. there was a 20 yr old underdog freshie type who was nice and easy to talk with so i picked him and he came back to talk with me a bit. then they tried to pressure me into buying a bottle of champagne for $50 (classic move). once established as my favorite guy he just kept saying thanks over and over i guess bc he hasnt been selected as fave by many customers yet. he also started like putting his hand on my back which sure you're a host but Youre Literally Twenty thats an infant. then he asked me if i had plans "later" (後) and i fucking hate that word what does it mean. then he was like "wellllll we do cleaning until 2 am but if you're willing to wait for me 🥺" nd i was like WHAT do you think i am gonna do w ur baby ass at 2 am. then he asked if he could contact me via line later and i was like okay and he was like "can i call?" AND I WAS LIKE NO ? THE FUCK hosts are SO bold these days. DO NOT CALL ME!!! also i think i told every single guy i talked to that i am just in japan for another week and have a boyfriend. i know hosts sleep with customers sometimes and more power to them but that is not the assumption of a host club the assumption of a host club is to go talk to some guys who are your platonic ideal of a man for a few hours and have some drinks. noah fence but i will not be cheating on my boyfriend and paying for it. WITH A 20 YR OLD... anyway they kicked me out after that bc i had been there for 3 1/2 hours. they kicked me out real politely but still. "free time" my ass.

[slashingdisneypasta]

One of my favourite movie/TV things is when a character tricks another character into eating something that is actually something else? Like their pet horse, or their friend.

[theinfinitedivides]

Do Sik: *sees In Hae head out to follow Woo Hyul after he semi-storms out of his own party*

also Do Sik: *heads over to the bar to cause trouble with the other vampires*

[thedragonagelesbian]

i am once again emotionally bodied by monster of the week

[lakecountylibrary]

Just the essentials!

Music credit: "Cinema Blockbuster Trailer 7" by Sascha Ende Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/329-cinema-blockbuster-trailer-7 License: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license (CC BY 4.0)

[Video Description: A 26 second video. Orchestral, cinematic music plays. Text reads The library is on fire! Grab the most important things!

A librarian at her computer spins around in her chair in slow motion, a look of horror on her face. Video cuts between various librarians frantically rescuing items. Each scene is labeled with the item:

The South Shore Posters: A librarian completely obscured by a framed South Shore Line poster she is carrying backs out of a room.

The hand chair: A librarian hauls away a large red plastic chair shaped like a hand.

Patron holds: A librarian shovels patron holds off the holds shelf onto a cart.

Benny the library skeleton: A librarian princess-carrying a large skeleton dressed in an oversized t-shirt frantically looks around for an exit before dashing away

The cardigan pile: A librarian almost completely obscured by the pile of cardigans in her arms runs toward the camera.

3D printer: A librarian dashes up to a large 3D printer and attempts to lift it off the table

Cecily the giraffe: A librarian pats a life size baby giraffe statue and then grabs it by the leg and begins slowwwly scooting backward to slide it across the carpet

The library tree: A librarian grips an enormous planter out of which springs an entire tree and pulls with all her might. It doesn't move.

James Patterson books? : The librarian carrying Benny sprints into frame between shelves loaded with endless Patterson books. Record scratch. The sound of a clock ticking as he considers the books for maybe two seconds.

Text changes to "Not enough hands". The dramatic music resumes as he sprints off frame with Benny.

End card with the library logo. The words 'Not actually on fire. Everything is fine.' are typed across the screen. End description]

[inkskinned]

she's singing in another room and my dog is asleep at my feet. my grandma asked me why i haven't found a man yet and i laughed. oh, you know. i like my house clean.

my girlfriend is also my man is also "my partner" if i'm in a professional setting. yesterday we went to a ren faire and a man mimed at me - you're together? and at my delighted nod, his baffled, you're gay? made me laugh. a woman with rainbow hair said i love the two of you together. you're both so beautiful it's absurd.

my dad introduced my partner as my "..... friend. or whatever" the other day. he knows we're dating. in the same way, i was never able to get my sister's husband to stop saying that's gay like it's 2008. he still uses the word fa***t, and my sister's defense of him has always been well, he's just kidding.

my lover and i dance to old music in a tiny kitchen. we judge new music together and take food critique very seriously. we watch love is blind before we fall asleep and agree that if they had a queer season, it would be bloody but also make for excellent tv. of fucking course queer people would know someone for only 2 weeks and agree to get married. what are you saying.

at a bar with friends, a man puts his hand on my wrist. got a boyfriend? and yes, i do have a boyfriend, she's amazing. i am texting her while i wander around a gas station named after geese. i am visiting a swing state for a wedding. in the candy aisle i overhear: she's actually like a lesbian it's disgusting. two teenage girls with packaged sandwiches in their hands, giggling. no literally, like. i'm not, like. okay with her being there while we're all, like, naked and changing.

my girlfriend and i tailgate, drink gin and cider out of cups. from the frat group beside us, a man corrects himself with one of his friends: bro, i mean, nonbinary entity, and it makes everyone around him laugh, myself included. he razzes his friend the same way i would have killed for at 19 years old - like nothing happened, he continues: you apply sunscreen like an alien. he does a little sassy (and fairly accurate) dance interpretation of the motion. his friend is laughing so hard they're crying.

i am lucky, i live in a safe neighborhood in a safe state. my masc passenger princess comes up from DC. i drive her for an hour to where all the leaves are a violent arrangement of color. we walk along the trails, letting autumn into our blood. in this part of the state, there's a lot of pickup trucks and trump signs. when we chastely kiss before getting into the car, i accidentally make eye contact with a woman holding her child's wrist. she looks disgusted. she looks fucking pissed.

two hours later my girl and i are eating dinner on a patio, soaking in the last warmth of new england sun before the chill of winter sets in. we are giggling and trying to talk through plastic vampire teeth. at another table, i see a young woman sit up straighter. i watch her watch us. she blushes and takes her partner's hand from across the table. shy, like the taste of evening has just become something deeper.

it's worth it for this moment, i think. my lover is still humming the same song she's been singing for four days straight and i don't want to kill her for it. her guitar is beside my bed. her toothbrush is in my bathroom. in a few moments i will make us lunch. we are lucky enough to have found each other. it is lucky enough to be in love.

[sweet-as-kiwis]

Never before have I turned in negative peer reviews. The time has finally come.

[nightmarist]

The euphoria of personal freedom to finally improve my home space 🤝 the euphoria of personal freedom to finally transition

[loveanddeepdick]

nerd!choso who is so unknown at school that people go, “who?” when he’s mentioned. you’re pretty sure that only five people knew who he even was.

nerd!choso who is most definitely the president of some club like chess or dead poets society. he saw you at the club fair and fell in love

he thinks he went to heaven when you approach his table at club rush. yuji, although not in chess, was helping choso recruit people since his poor brother was too shy to talk to anyone. you go up to your friend yuji, making small talk with him.

“i’ve never played chess, yuji”, you giggled

“my brother can teach you!”

you glanced over at choso, not even noticing him at first. he was.. pretty. not pretty as in a way your friends would giggle at you when they saw you in a new outfit, not pretty as in the comments you got under your instagram post, but he was a natural beauty.

yuji had to snap you out of it. of course he noticed though, the way you two looked at each other.

nerd!choso who teaches you how to play chess, not letting the two other members of the small club play with you.

nerd!choso who helps you study, helps you carry textbooks, and helps you with midterms and any exams you have.

nerd!choso who has a nosebleed when you give him a small peck on the cheek when he finally confesses to you after months of pining for you.

you two had been studying in his dorm, comfortable with each other as your head was leaning against his shoulder as you two relished in each other’s presence.

“i like you.”

“oh! i like you t—“

“no. i like you.”

you turn to him. a small smile creeping onto your face. you didn’t say anything, only pressing a short kiss on his cheek. he immediately freezes up, his hands turning clammy and sweaty.

“i—uh..”

then, a trickle of blood comes from his nose, dripping onto his cupid’s bow.

“oh my god, cho!”, you gasped as you jump up, running to grab a tissue from his nightstand where he also kept a picture of you two and a bottle of lotion

you leaned in, wiping his nose attentively. as you chide and nurse him while mumbling, choso can’t help but stare down to take a peep at your tank top. he could see the valley of your boobs and the top of your bra. he choked, letting out a startled gasp before his eyes rolled to the back of his head.

he knocked out cold on the spot

nerd!choso who keeps a special picture of you in his wallet. he’ll be at his chess club meetings, at lectures, out with his family, and he keeps a hand on his wallet, knowing you’re in there.

the picture was a polaroid he took with your camera, your eyes were just out of frame but he could see a portion of your fucked out face, his cum dripping from your mouth and splattered on your cheeks. you were completely naked and sprawled out on his bed in his childhood home

it was almost funny how a hot goddess of a girl was naked, covered in his cum, and sprawled out, pussy on display on his old lego ninjago bedsheets.

nerd!choso who dedicates every single one of his orgasms to you. if you were with him, he’d find a way to cum inside you. in your mouth or your pussy, he’s find a way inside. of course, he’d also opt for cumming on your tits or on your face, he wasn’t greedy. but what he really wants, is to cum inside your cute little ass! he’s too shy to ask, of course, but the day would come eventually

if you weren’t here though, he’d pull up his personal secret album for you, filled photos and videos with shots of under your skirt, through the crack of your bedroom, from your window, when you just walking around with a tank top. he loved it all.

but his favorites were videos you’d allowed him to take while he was fucking you from the back or in missionary. he loved watching them on repeat, never getting bored of them. after a while, he gained the courage to show you as well.

you checked your phone to see a notification from your boyfriend and gasped when you opened it.

it was an image of the picture he kept of you beside his bed, covered in his semen. in the corner of the photo was his hand wrapped around his throbbing cock.

‘i miss you 🖤’