#that one couple everyone is sick of...

[disgracefulthings]

In The Demon Realm

Luo Binghe: My life is nothing but a series of tragedies...

Shang Qinghua: What is he sad about this time?

Mobei-Jun: His husband forgot to kiss him goodbye this morning

In The Human Realm

Shen Qingqiu: I bring nothing but destruction and anguish to those I love!

Liu Qingge: What happened this time?

Yue Qingyuan: He forgot to kiss his husband goodbye

[zunaki]

Wangxian in public being disgustingly in love and the Juniors on a matchmaking mission

[selunesfavouriteprincess]

okay but it’s like. if Lae’zel was in the modern day she’d be the top of all her classes (beating Gale who would be so fucking mad about it), on every sports team, head of the prom committee, just constant after-school activities, total overachiever, and she will not accept being second place to anybody. meanwhile Karlach is on every sports team but she doesn’t really want to be, she just wants to do sport for fun and hang out with her friends, but the head of P.E. made her join because she’s good at it. unfortunately getting mad about it makes her compete better. Shadowheart grew up in a weird church and was definitely homeschooled for most of her life and is only in a mainstream school for sixth form because her weird church want her to recruit new members (she sucks at convincing people the church is good). sometimes she says fucking insane things totally seriously and everyone in the class goes what the fuck. Wyll is a very nice empathetic boy who tries to get along with everyone including Shadowheart even though she roleplays warrior cats at lunchtime and Lae’zel even though she threatens to murder him if he gets a higher grade in the debate than her, and it blindsides everyone when they find out his dad is the Head Teacher. Gale would be taking five A-Levels instead of three or four solely for the academic clout it brings him. Astarion should have graduated ten years ago and nobody knows why he’s still here. Withers is the school nurse.

[bunnihearted]

꒰୨୧꒱

[sysig]

Bad time of it, all things considered (Patreon)

[pedges]

WOKE UP MARRIED IN VEGAS JOEL FICCC i need psychiatric evaluation

BRAINROT IS BRAINROTTING

no because imagine it

you and joel are friends (good friends? best friends? does joel miller even do best friends? you don’t know. you do know you spend a lot of time with him, you love sarah, tommy, and you get this fuzzy feeling around all of them but it’s a little different with joel. whatever.) and maybe one of you wins some all expenses paid trip to vegas, probably joel, absolutely joel, because tommy whines and asks joel to bring him as his plus one but joel asks you and you’re not sure why but fuck it, right? tommy flips you off dropping y’all off at the airport but he still wishes you guys lots of fun (he loves y’all, he’s like your annoying brother too). but it’s like, it’s just you and joel and vegas and you’ve seen enough movies to know it might not end well. actually, though, it starts out really fun. the contest included tickets to whatever current artist residency, and it’s fun. at least until you guys start drinking too much, and things get blurry, and you end up at some shitty little chapel because one of you got emotional (both. probably both) over how being single sucks and it’s not fair because you deserve love and to be loved and to give love and UGH! you’re not sure who suggests it but you end up at some shitty little chapel because some drunken “i love you, man!” “i love YOU, man!”s were exchanged and it’s just a very fun and shimmery night. except you wake up the next morning naked in bed with joel in your hotel room and you’re cuddled up against his chest, he’s snoring in your ear, and he’s so warm, and comfy, and safe, and familiar but oh my god, you’re naked in bed with joel. and your head fucking hurts. he starts waking up when it seeps in and you shout and push him out of bed and now you’ve both got a headache worse than it should’ve been. he’s naked, you’re naked, he’s on the floor, you’re both wearing wedding rings. there’s a polaroid of you two kissing on the nightstand, drunk, and messy, but genuine. it’s painfully obvious that you’re married, did something last night your sober minds would never had the guts to do, and well! fuck! joel mentions annulment faster than you can remember how to breathe and you’re not sure why your chest feels so tight but you agree because you have to, of course you do. he apologizes, so do you, and you both go back to texas with the notion in mind that this will be undone faster than you know it, and you’ll never have to speak about it again. neither one of you asks why you haven’t taken the rings off yet. (of course there’s aftermath but this is so long already oh my god i’m sorry)

[vraska-theunseen]

aughhhh. aughhhhhjhhhh

[gentlehue]

MY SISTERS PISSING ME OFFFF RECENTLY

[milkweedman]

Sighs. Am trying to make dinner (on one foot, mid migraine, in a horrible flare up) which my sister said she'd help with. She did a few things (washed the carrots, cut up the beets which were supposed to be whole) and then said i clearly had it under control and went back to the computer. Still have tons left to do. Have no energy and am not even hungry.

[toastsnaffler]

I slept rly deeply last night even tho it took me a while to get to sleep but I think that was bc I had acid reflux and I'd been playing videogames too late not anything else.... still only got 6 hrs but doing pretty okay all things considered 😚

[nobodybetterlookatme]

Actually obsessed with my new coworker at the farm ajdkalsl

[b-blushes]

one thing that will make you appreciate finally finding effective allergy meds after many years is. running out of them

[melancholicdesire]

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[lilgynt]

my mom found the thing that started the fight that got me kicked out. so i was right. in my fantasies this happens and it’s great in real life im gonna jump her

[atherix]

Hi guys have a little ficlet? I decided it didn’t fit into the main story so it’s going onto tumblr exclusive status hehe Also I’m lowkey sick right now and I can’t think to write today thanks

CW? I guess? Because some of this comes across as pretty Religious Talk so

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“Grandfather?”

The King doesn’t look down at the child standing next to him, instead gazing out across the realm, all the way to the sea and what lies beyond. Scar looks up up up at him- distant and so far away, untouchable and cold.

“Yes, my Grandson?” the King speaks, voice soft and flat. 

Scar fidgets with his hands, turning back to look through the balcony railings. “What am I?” he asks after a moment of hesitation, the question echoing oddly around.

There is a moment of silence from the King, and Scar’s heart races.

“You are a Prince,” the King says simply.

“One of the healers you bring here says I should not be,” Scar says carefully, hesitantly. “They say I am not even Fae.”

The King finally looks at him, though Scar doesn’t dare look up. “Yet I, the Fae King, am saying you are a Prince, and you are Fae. Would you take the word of a healer over the word of your Grandfather and King?”

“No!” Scar says quickly, looking up at him. “No, but- is being Human really so bad? That- that some Fae won’t even see me as Fae?”

Despite the suns resting across from one another in the sky, lighting up the world around them, Scar can’t make out the expression on his grandfather’s face. It’s like a shadow is being cast, obscuring him from sight even as he pulls away from the rail, kneeling down in front of Scar. Even nearly on his knees, he’s taller than Scar can ever imagine being.

He reaches out and brushes the loose, wispy strands of Scar’s hair away from his face, almost gentle as he traces the braids. They’re tight, and the ribbons and vines woven through them, tied to a veil in the back, hide just how short his hair is right now. Scar can’t help but lean into his grandfather’s touch despite how cool his skin is.

“You,” the King says, “are you. You are Fae and you are Human. You are both of these at the same time. You are the proof that our world is changing.” The King moves his hand away, setting it on Scar’s shoulder now. Scar watches him quietly. “The Pantheons have a plan for you.”

“How can they have a plan for me?” Scar asks, tilting his head. “How can they have a plan for me when I probably won’t even grow up?”

“Everyone has a role to play,” the King says. “The gods give us these roles. Nothing happens when nothing is done- we cannot stand idly by and wait for it to change. We must act to make the change and fulfill the plan.” He pauses, studying Scar from behind the shadows in his face, and Scar can’t bring himself to ask about his own role. “There are no mistakes in this world. Everything that happens has always been planned. Your birth, your existence is neither accident nor mistake. You have a role to play in this world. It is the role of your family to see you grow, safe and strong, to take on your role. One day, everything will be made clear.”

The King turns away, towards the horizon again. Scar glances over, seeing the suns lowering towards the sea. They cast the world in orange and gold, glimmering and burning.

“Regardless what any person might say to you,” the King says softly, “you are Fae. You are a Prince. You are Human. You are all of these things, and one day you shall be even more.” He looks back at Scar, and for one brief moment Scar sees fire. “All you have to do is wait.”

“Wait?” Scar frowns. “But didn’t you just say...”

The King tilts his head. His smile is cool and distant, but it settles something in Scar’s chest- like comfort, like love, like everything will be just fine.

“One day your waiting will come to an end,” he says. “One day will come the time to stop waiting. Just watch for the signs. You’ll find your place when the time is right. Until then...”

He moves his hand from Scar’s shoulder and stands, gaze back on the horizon and the everything beyond. “Be patient and learn. The answers will present themselves, but you must look for them. Watch and wait until you know your next step, and then...”

“... Act.”

[dandyshucks]

experiencing my bimonthly (every two months) morality spiral of "it's bad that i like men, why am i not as attracted to women, i must be a misogynist if I personally am not as often attracted to women as i am men"

i would say i need to go touch grass to get over it but unfortunately I do that at least once a day and it does not seem to help 😔 (this second paragraph is half joke)