#then it ends on a time skip

[starcurtain]

Teyvat's "Most Down Bad" Award Goes to Alhaitham for a Second Year Running

Seeing everyone making fun of Alhaitham for his "stalkerish" tendencies in this event is funny, because I feel like a lot of people missed that "Be literally everywhere Kaveh is" has been Alhaitham's MO from the day Kaveh appeared in the game.

From only grabbing his house keys after Kaveh returned from the desert (he couldn't have had both sets of keys at the end of the Archon Quest unless he went home and got Kaveh's copy) to ditching conversations to get back to his house only after Kaveh came home, to showing up without any warning or explanation in Kaveh's hangout with some ridiculous excuse about hearing his voice through noise-cancelling headphones... Refusing to offer any help in the Temple of Silence story quest other than staying in the library with Kaveh...

Since when does Alhaitham willingly cover anyone else's duties?

But this trend of "Be everywhere Kaveh is" didn't start when they were adults. It was already in place when they were still Akademiya students--and it's a trend that didn't end even when they had their fight.

Even when they weren't speaking, Alhaitham dogged Kaveh's every step through published responses to Kaveh's research articles in academic journals. He insisted on keeping a line of communication between himself and Kaveh open, even if the only way to do that was through very public ideological clashes. Pulling Kaveh's pigtails to get his attention lolol. It's implied that, for at least the few years between their fight and Kaveh moving in, this was the only communication between them--Alhaitham's refusal to allow their connection to entirely fade away. (And the fact that this is revealed in Kaveh's character stories--through his precious journal that records the moments of his life that had the most impact on him--shows just how deeply he values the fact that Alhaitham didn't give up.)

Another relevant side note: Alhaitham never asked Kaveh to give up his half of their house. Knowing half of it belonged to Kaveh, knowing that Kaveh may one day want to reclaim his part of it, knowing that it was listed as theirs, Alhaitham moved into the house and made zero effort to change its ownership. He was completely fine with living in "his and Kaveh's house." The stories suggest it was only months later (or even longer) that Kaveh even noticed he had the house, and he transferred away ownership of his portion without Alhaitham ever asking him (or even seemingly wanting him) to do so.

Please, let that sink in. Alhaitham actively left his grandmother's (presumably comfortable) house to move into "his and Kaveh's house," with no apparent explanation for why, and after doing so, he made no attempt to change that "his and Kaveh's" label. He moved into the house with no promise that Kaveh wouldn't show up on the doorstep the very next day and move in too. It almost feels like another deliberate provocation--I've moved into our house, are you going to come stop me? LBR, if Alhaitham had had his way, Kaveh would have been living there with him from Day 1...

There's also the fact that Kaveh literally can't write on a single message board anywhere in the entire nation of Sumeru without Alhaitham hunting his messages down and responding to them (which absolutely no one else does, by the way).

"NUH-UH!" "UH-HUH." "NUH-UH!"

Alhaitham's own character stories tell us explicitly that one of Alhaitham's defining character traits is "He is never where you need him to be," yet somehow...

Shot, and chaser:

Any time Kaveh is in the slightest bit of need or danger or just wants Alhaitham near, Alhaitham is "coincidentally" exactly where Kaveh needs him to be, whenever Kaveh needs him to be there.

Alhaitham didn't just "happen" to run into Kaveh in Port Ormos, an entirely different city from where he was supposed to be working. He didn't just "happen" to read the same terrible book as Kaveh when we know he otherwise would not waste a moment of his time on poorly-written literature...

He didn't just "happen" to appear when Kaveh was upset and needed a distraction in the House of Daena during Kaveh's hangout. He didn't just "happen" to be sitting around waiting when Kaveh needed answers after the Archon Quest. He didn't just "happen" to find Kaveh's academic publications and every single message board posting and respond to them at length and in public.

Which is exactly what Kaveh's mother told Kaveh he needed.

What level of down bad is "Abusing your powers as an Akademiya employee to keep tabs on your crush's library loans"? Just asking for a friend.

The only person for whom Alhaitham just "happens" to be available is Kaveh, over and over and over again--because he is very deliberately making himself a constant presence in Kaveh's life.

(Like, out of all things, I think people really underestimate the devs deliberately paralleling the romantic relationship between Kaveh's mother and father with Kaveh and Alhaitham's relationship. If you want to point to one thing that says "These two characters are intentionally queer-coded," it doesn't get any more obvious than this.)

Alhaitham, are you not embarrassed to be this transparent??? 🫣

[qualityrain]

week 2

[peanutheaddd]

klance in 2024.....

[skunkes]

micro comic with no real point or punchline i just have conversations i wanna draw out sometimes

[miothle]

slashed dream cries in red🗡️

[front-facing-pokemon]

[sodaneko]

˚₊·͟͟͞͞➳❥ +18 ; dilf!kuroo ; f!reader

two decades and a handful of promotions later and kuroo is still the heartthrob of the office. there was something so irresistible about him; with his tailored white shirt, the sleeves rolled up and his tie loosened, his iconic cowlick (now streaked with some grey hair in between) and the small wrinkles from smiling too much. an office siren except he was an overworked man in his forties, surviving on conbini meals and a minimum of seven coffees throughout the day. he couldn’t count how many times he shaved his stubble at the office bathroom under bright neon light because he pulled an all-nighter, or how often he dabbed out coffee stains from his shirt when going home and changing between meetings wasn’t an option. it’s the life he chose, the dream he chased and he doesn’t regret a thing, really–it just gets lonely sometimes.

kuroo almost swore off ever falling in love again, especially with a co-worker. too risky, too complicated. almost. until you, the newest addition to his team, came around: smart, hardworking, cheeky. it’s not love, he tells himself, but infatuation or whatever the word was for wanting to bury his cock inside of you, making you mewl and pant and watching you come undone. kuroo couldn’t help but feel drawn to you, the fresh air a young and sweet thing like you brought into this place, like you lifted a veil that dulled his senses for too long. 

it started off harmless, with coffee breaks in the office kitchen where you always laughed the loudest at his jokes, soon followed by midnight conbini runs through the rain when you had a deadline to meet, kuroo’s jacket wrapped around your shoulders because your wet shirt got so damn see-through. he didn’t mean to stare but you seemed almost offended that he didn’t and so he let his gaze wander over the outlines of lace (or more, the absence of it from how flimsy this was), his adam’s apple bobbing from how hard he swallowed. his cock strained against his pants under his desk for the rest of the night. 

you were trouble and kuroo loved every second of it.

not long and you both established a little game, one where he sent you a photo of his tie in the morning and you sent him back a photo of yourself wearing panties in a matching color, always with a damp spot visible in them already. when you asked sweetly he’d record a voice message of him moaning out your name while he milks himself to the last drop, wishing he could stuff you full instead of being forced to look at your tight skirt (barely long enough to be workplace appropriate) all day long and knowing exactly what you’re wearing underneath. or not wearing underneath, because at one point you started slipping your worn panties into the pockets of his jacket or his briefcase, making him lose his mind from your scent alone. he’d stroke himself for hours at home, his nose buried deep in the tiny bits of lace and pearls of yours. 

maybe you were the siren after all and he was just the pussy drunk sailor who got caught in your affair. 

kuroo knows he should put an end to this soon, be responsible, be wise, but fuck–he’s just a weak man when you sit in front of him on his desk, your legs spread and resting on his thighs, your dripping heat on full display and making a mess out of his monthly reports. you were as infuriating as you were alluring and he’ll be damned to fall any harder for you; but first he’ll allow himself a taste, or maybe two, or he’ll just keep you bouncing on his cock until you learn some manners–he has a feeling that you’ll have him completely at your mercy before that ever happens though.

[iamacolor]

A man should have conservative lips. You can't let some random girl kiss you!

LOVELY RUNNER 💛 (2024)

[theposhperyton]

Is this anything chat

[mudkip-enthusiast18]

iwaizumi moving to california for school and his uni has a program where they pair people together for dorms based on their interests to promote making friendships, and so he’s rooming w another guy who’s super into volleyball, and iwa’s setting up his stuff and puts up a picture of him and oikawa that isn’t super couply like they’re just hanging out, and iwa’s roommate is like “omfg uve met ca san juan setter oikawa tooru?!?!?!? I mean obv u both lived in japan but what are the odds?!?!?! That’s so cool that’s crazy!!!! :O” and iwa is trying to figure out how the hell to tell this guy he’s been best friends w oikawa since they were 4 and is also engaged to him

[keferon]

*clasps your shoulders gently and looks you straight in the eye*

Keferon. Please read Ninth by Kyn on AO3. I think you would love it very much. It has a large chapter count, but don't be intimidated, it's very easy to get into. It is currently unfinished, but is being updated regularly.

You are the seventh person that recommended this fic to me so ahahahaha yeah

I’m doing great Help I hate some parts of it but I love the other parts I’m spinning in the blender

…..I made the moodboard….

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Market based mistakes.

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[applepie-ken]

~Ex Marks the Spot~

Time Skip Kenma x afab Reader Hurt/No Comfort Swearing, implied cheating

It’s 7 pm on a Saturday, and you and Kenma are cuddled up on the couch watching a movie. He’s been busier than usual lately, and you had to practically beg him to make a little time for you today. Although you wanted to go out, you knew your boyfriend would rather stay in, and as long as you’re spending time with him, you’re happy.

About 30 minutes into the movie, Kenma fell asleep on your chest. You look down at him, gently running your fingers through his hair. You guys have only been together for 6 months, but it feels like years. You’re completely smitten and in love with him, and he is with you too. Or so you thought.

*Ping*

You pick up Kenma’s phone to check the notification, assuming it was Kurro texting him or some random Discord message, but instead, you see..

Akio: Hey Ken, I had a pretty rough day today. Can I call? Or do you wanna come over again? 

Your stomach drops, and you stare blankly at the screen, feeling shocked, disgusted, and heartbroken.

“Why the fuck is his ex texting him?” You think to yourself, unlocking Kenma’s phone, opening and scrolling through Akio’s chat. Every message you read makes you feel sicker than the last. It's not anything explicit, but based on the messages, they've hung out more than a couple of times, and god knows what they did together.

You scroll to the top of the chat to see when they started talking to each other again.

4 months ago.

Akio: Kenma, hey. I know we split up a while ago and agreed to go no contact, but these past few weeks has been so shitty. Work has been stressing me out a lot, and I get panic attacks almost every day now. You’re the only one who has ever been able to help me, and I need you right now.

Kenma responded almost immediately.

Kenma: I’ll be there in 10

The life drained from your face. You tried to deny it, finding every excuse not to believe that this is real. You can't believe that Kenma, the man you’re in love with, the man who told you that you’re his everything, would do such a thing to you.

Before you guys got together, he told you about Akio. He told you she was his high school sweetheart and first love. He told you they were together for 5 years and had a messy break-up. He told you that he wanted to take things slow with you, so he can make sure he’s fully healed before making it official. He told you that he blocked and deleted her number so you’d never have to worry about her at all.

What utter bullshit.

When he first told you about Akio, your first instinct was to run. You had a strong feeling in your heart that he would still love her even after you guys made it official, and the last thing you wanted to be was someone’s rebound, but you liked him so much you ignored all the warning signs. Now here you are, feeling sick to your stomach as tears threatened to escape your eyes.

“Kenma.” You say, voice trembling as you try to push Kenma off you.

He grunts as he tries to curl back into you. “Babyy, I’m tireddd let me sleep.”

“No Kenma get the fuck off me!” You feel his body flinch before he quickly sits up straight, startled by your angry tone. He looks at you with shock and confusion, then he notices his phone in your hand.

“Y/n..what did you–”

“Why the fuck were you texting Akio?” You cut him off. Although your blood is boiling, you try to remain as calm as possible so as not to grab Kenma by the neck and suffocate him to death.

“Listen, it's not what you think. I've just been helping her out with a couple things, that's all.” He tries to take his phone from your hand, but you stand up and throw it across the room, tears now flooding from your eyes.

“Don’t play dumb with me Kozume, I read EVERYTHING! For 4 fucking months you’ve been seeing her behind my back. Do you even feel an ounce of guilt? Were you even really busy all this time? Or did you just say that so you could go fuck her?” You’re shaking, hands curled into fists at your side.

“No I didn’t fuck her and yes I DO feel guilty...” He stands up, brushes his hair out of his face, and sighs. “Look, I’m sorry, I’ll be completely honest with you.”

You hold your breath, and your heart feels lodged in your throat. 

“When she first texted me and asked me to come over, I didn't intend on going, but I know how she gets when she panics so I had to help her.”

You roll your eyes. “You didn't HAVE to do anything, if she's having panic attacks, tell her to get a therapist.”

You see his lips curl up a bit before dropping as he continued. “When I got to her house and we started talking, I realized...” He looks at the floor, avoiding your gaze. “...I’m still in love with her.”

Your heart shatters at his words that confirmed what you were trying to deny.

“I was planning to talk about it with you when I got home, but you were so happy to see me and told me you were having an awesome day, so I decided to tell you another day. After that, I just kept putting it off–”

“FOR 4 MONTHS??” 

He stays quiet. Then he starts walking towards you. “Y/n..”

“Don’t fucking touch me. I can't..” You stutter. “I can’t stand being near you, I’m going to my friends' house, I'll pick up my stuff tomorrow.”

You turn around and walk towards the door, tears still streaming down your face. You stop to put on your shoes, and you hear Kenma’s footsteps behind you.

“Y/n, I do love you, it's just–”

“No, you don't,” You snap back. “And even if you do, I don't. I hate you.” You walk out and slam the door behind you.

You didn't actually hate him; you hated the fact that you still love him, despite how badly he hurt you.

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Part 2 soon

[respectthepetty]

In the context of Happy of the End's seventh and eighth episode, it makes sense that Chihiro is being lit up by the car's headlights as he awaits whatever punishment Maya has in store for him, but narratively, it's a beautiful reminder that even in the darkest moment, Chihiro is still light.

When he gets out of the situation thanks to some stray, but persistent, observers, he is still bright in the hospital bed although he is bruised, beaten, and rattled.

Because the one who is truly bothered by all of this is Black Brooder Haoran.

He blames himself for what has happened, and no matter how light Chihiro is, Haoran believes that his dark past will hurt Chihiro, and this incident has not only escalated his fears, but proven that the darkness has already gotten to Chihiro.

Chihiro's cracked arm is a constant reminder of this. It's nestled safely in its black sling, but that black is a visual indicator that Haoran's dark life is no longer in the past, but is alive in the present and harming Chihiro.

So while Chihiro stands in the light unaware of what's taking shape in Haoran,

Haoran isolates and moves back into the darkness.

Because to him, Chihiro will always be light.

And he and his dark past are the problem.

Chihiro continues to prove that he has never seen Haoran this way, and even when confronted with Haoran's troubles, time and time again, Chihiro has embraced them with love and light.

So they run away together. They venture around the beach on a sunny day. They align their colors in the best way they know how with Chihiro still light, and Haoran still dark.

But, that's the point. Haoran is still dark. He still thinks he is the problem. He is the one tainting Chihiro. He is the one who brings darkness wherever he goes and Chihiro would be light and bright without him. So he walks into the dark water, yet Chihiro drags him back.

And that's when Haoran makes one final attempt to rid Chihiro of his darkness. It's not that he tells Chihiro to leave him. It's that Haoran tells him that he is turning himself in. Since Chihiro won't stay away from Haoran, Haoran will do what he does best. Isolate, lock himself away, and cage himself up just like he was taught to do with a piece of luggage all those years ago.

Because Chihiro will be much lighter without him. He will be bright and happy. And we see that three years, Haoran was right.

But it's not because Haoran is no longer in Chihiro's life. Haoran is still very much part of Chihiro's life in the friends Chihiro still has and the people who help him. Chihiro never had this before. His family disowned him. He had no friends. But, now, because of Haoran, he has people he can depend on.

When Haoran is released from prison, he is lighter, but immediately walks into the darkness. Unlike the other times, we clearly see the light at the end. He won't stay in this darkness for long.

The black and darkness will always be there, but he will sit in the sun, and he will be lighter.

He will go for walks. He will be the light he needs.

So when he sees Chihiro and breaks down, he will believe the decision he made was right because Chihiro is fulfilling all his dreams without the darkness that was Haoran's life.

Which is why I loved that the shirt Chihiro wears is grey.

Which, once again, shows that Chihiro carries Haoran with him in everything he does.

Chihiro has accomplished his goals, but it's not because he doesn't have Haoran with him. It's because he always has Haoran with him. In the places they have gone together.

And the places they lived together. There are little glimpses of their life together in Chihiro's photography because without Haoran, Chihiro wouldn't be alive. Chihiro wouldn't have a reason to live. Chihiro wouldn't have a life filled with people who care about him and a job he once believed he was never meant for.

So it's important that Haoran comes face-to-(covered) face with himself before he sees Chihiro because it's important that he sees himself in Chihiro's life, and that he sees himself in Chihiro. Because there in the white frame is the light of Chihiro's life.

So even though Chihiro is in a white jacket with a blue shirt,

And Haoran is in black, he proudly wears the blue scarf Chihiro gave him to match him just like their last day together.

And he allows his picture to be taken.

Because Haoran finally understands that he never darkened Chihiro's world, and Chihiro's huge smile when he sees him proves it.

Haoran, even with all his darkness, was the happiest part of Chihiro's miserable existence. Haoran was the bright spot in Chihiro's life when he needed it most. Haoran is light, and when he picked Chihiro out of the trash, he changed Chihiro's entire life.

These color-coded boys in love get a happy ending because they showed that no matter how much darkness exists, there is always light.

And they were each other's light.

[sweetprinceanunoby]

Ausar & Cade are in The Bay📍- Feb 13 2025

[thanks-for-the-crabapples]

i realized i've been posting a lot about caitlyn recently and not so much about vi but i think it's because if i think about vi for too long i just start weeping