#trying to keep the house clean

[ilovedirt]

(jigsaw voice) in the room with you are two shedding huskies

[abyssinalphantom]

Everything is hitting me at once emotion wise and I am not vibing Scoob.

[xxplastic-cubexx]

Marvel Meow (2021), Nao Fuji | Professor X and Magneto

Bonus:

[cubbihue]

I just want to see Cosmo, wanda, Timmy, Prei

And the god kids, if you want to

In a cuddle pile.

Cuddle pile!!! Once, Peri brought home a stray Furby. It brought the entire house into chaos as the Furby went feral on them. It took sacrificing Cosmo to it for the Furby to calm down.

It spat him out eventually, but the house was a wreck afterwords. Wanda refused to let Timmy or Peri keep it as a pet, thinking (rightly) that they're not ready for one. Cupid took the Furby off their hands afterwords.

Bitties Series: [Start] > [Previous] > [Next]

[starry-bi-sky]

mmmmmm read a disciple shen yuan/shizun luo binghe fanfic about two days ago where the first chapter was the Immortal Conference arc, and SQQ was the one who had to be pushed into the abyss (he was still the villain) except Luo Binghe was refusing and was like, lowkey losing his mind about SQQ being so close to the edge. SQQ ended up having to be the one to fall in himself because of the system's punishment system. The rest of the fic is leading up to that moment. But like, MMM i've been obsessively thinking about that first chapter for DAYS ever since.

now i've been in svsss for a grand total of *checks watch* a week. but god obsessed with that. I want to write/read a fic where disciple SQQ goes a little nuts down there. Like keep all of the things that make SQQ, SQQ, but just. Throw in a little bit more trauma in there. A little bit of a mental break. Let him go a little nuts as a treat. Just a tad unhinged. I wanna see him go, just a little, "god fuck it, i've tried so hard to change this shitty story's outcome and it feels like everything i've done has been for nothing. I'm going to die in this world no matter what I do, I've been doomed from the start, so might as well die the way I want to." and he just, breaks a little! Under all the stress.

He still retains the traits that makes shen yuan, shen yuan, like his overwhelming kindness. But he's just! yk. A little less patient. Paranoid. Jumpy. Colder. A little more aloof and closed off. A little more Shen Jiu. He's no asshole child abuser, but he was a Number One Hater in his past life and he's leaning into that old habit a little more now.

(On a totally coincidental not-at-all related note, there's not enough SJ-and-SY-are-the-same-people fics out there that i've found. This is totally unrelated...)

The Endless Abyss turns the mind into an over-sharpened blade, and SQQ is both fascinated and perhaps a little excited to explore a place that doesn't have a lot of info on it in the mortal realm, but still terrified out of his mind. And he's no Luo Binghe, he doesn't have the sheer brute strength and power to just bulldoze his way through, so he has to be a lot more sneaky and cunning if he wants to survive.

The fic itself role-swapped LBH and SQQ so that SQQ was the half-demon (which lowkey fucks) and LBH the human, but I'm equally-if-not-more obsessed with the idea that LBH remains the half-heavenly demon and SQQ the human. If only because I keep thinking about SQQ befriending some demons (particularly and specifically a group of succubi) and they grow very attached to this Human Cultivator so through magic plot stuff they create some kind of seal/illusion/talisman that makes SQQ appear as a demon because a human cultivator in the endless abyss may as well be the equivalent of putting a giant neon target on your back.

And iirc Shen Jiu was taught demonic cultivation by that one guy(?? i've only been here a week so im not caught up in ALL of the lore yet) so that could totally happen here.

(On the other end of the realms, poor Shizun Luo Binghe is just. losing his fucking mind over losing his most precious and beloved disciple. About .5 seconds from burning down the peaks himself. somebody sedate him.)

The Endless Abyss sucks and SQQ is having a really terrible time and can feel himself going lowkey mad, but also holy shit look at all this WORLD-BUILDING. look at all this flora and fauna, and oh if he had the equipment for it he'd be writing all of this down. ALL OF IT. He was kinda-sorta-already planning on never leaving the Abyss as some sort of fucked up self-exile and self-preservation thing, but now he might? actually just?? never leave if he can help it, like he lowkey likes it down here.

anyways the next time anyone ever sees SQQ again he's got hair so long its almost touching the ground and he's either in rags and half-feral or he's been completely dolled up by his adoptive succubi sisters and still about three seconds from biting anyone who tries to touch him. (he's also lowkey trying to book it back down to the abyss even if he has desperately missed all of his friends and shizun)

[whatifitookalilnap]

Rangi and Yun, glaring at Kyoshi: why didn’t you tell us you could be the Avatar?

Kyoshi, smiling: because I wanted us to fail. OBVIOUSLY I DIDN’T KNOW-

[fernfreakingtastic]

If you're having a bad day but think you don't deserve someone or even yourself being nice to you:

Shane, even at his lowest, has the farmer want to see him and care about hearing how he's doing. Even when he was at his meanest/lowest points in the game, everyone that collectively put in the effort to see those hearts with him rise up knew what they were walking into. They still came by sometimes every single day they could to give him something they hoped he liked and talked to him to see how he was doing. They genuinely wanted to see him smiling and happy with his aunt and niece and get better. Whether platonically or romantically they care for him

You deserve your own farmer.

You deserve to treat yourself like how the farmer treats Shane when they're trying to get his heart events

[faaun]

i feel so content/happy like i'm a child at a sleepover but no im just finally living w my friends

[storybook-souls]

*thru clenched teeth* i am allowed to do the thing that is kinder to myself even if i don't "deserve" it i am allowed to--

[capn-twitchery]

i am very verystressed. and very tired. help

[quins-makeshift-menagerie]

Brb gotta just yell into the void

[kayarai]

Yesterday's adventure in Epic fic writing: featuring Telemachus having A Bad Time (Content warning: brief suicidal thoughts near the end (lines immediately following a list of single words in parentheses). Telemachus has massive self-worth issues and a knife to his throat. You can probably guess where his thoughts might go.)

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It was painfully obvious that Melanthius didn’t actually what to do with a hostage. Sure, he’d managed the first two common sense steps of “incapacitate sword arm” and “knife to throat.” The next logical steps should’ve been “drag your hostage upright and use them as a shield” and “put your back to a wall.” Instead, Melanthius made the truly brilliant decision to shove his hostage down and stand with his back to the open hall.

As the hostage in question, Telemachus couldn’t really say he minded all that much that the man holding a knife to his throat was only half competent and leaving his back wide open to attack from…

“Your very presence has doomed the king—”

from…

“We can still defeat the king—”

from…

“Make the king obey our commands—”

…anyone.

There was one small downside to the man holding a knife to your throat being half competent however. That would be that a half competent man holding a knife to your throat might be inclined to do something less than competent with that knife, which was, again, being held against your throat.

Maybe is was the blow to the head, or maybe his luck had just run out. The focus and battle-calm he’d managed to cling to while fighting had shattered. His thoughts broken into thousands of jagged shards. Shards with sharp edges cutting him apart from inside as they spun and spun, and broke and broke, and shattered and—

Melanthius’s mediocre hostage holding capabilities was probably the least painful of his spinning thoughts to try to hold in focus and Telemachus had to hold onto that otherwise…

otherwise…

(Last week, yesterday, two hours ago he’d considered Melanthius one of the handful of suitors inclined toward letting him live. Now though? With the flat of a blade pressed so firmly against his throat that he couldn’t draw a proper breath? It was obvious Telemachus had horrifically miscalculated.) (What else had he miscalculated?) (What else had his mistakes threatened?) (What else had he endangered with this failures?) (With his weakness?) (His mother.) (Their kingdom.) (His…

“Your very presence has doomed the king, young prince”

father?)

(What would his father think? His father. Returning home to find the son that should be following in his legendary footsteps like… like… this.) (Defeated.) (Broken.) (Hostage.) (Liability.) (Burden.) (Disappointment.) (Shameful.) (Failure.) (Weak.)

If he could wriggle just enough… Shift his head in just the right way… he wouldn’t be useful leverage anymore. (He wouldn’t have to face his father’s disappointment.)

“No.”

*snap*

Somewhere between the snap of a goddess’s voice and the snap of a bowstring, Telemachus manages to pull enough of his scattered thoughts together that the moment the grip on his arm slackened and the knife began to fall away he’s moving, scrambling for his spear and darting to put a wall at his back.

[leolaroot]

my parents cant make dinner reliably bc my mom broke her rib and my dad never learned the homemaking skills required to feed 3 people every day so they want me to help make food every night but i dont even want to eat with them ESPECIALLY not after cooking. so im just as likely to prepare them supper then walk home and have sleep for dinner bc im exhausted and not in the mood to stick around and eat with them.

[icewindandboringhorror]

I have found a beautiful perfect humble rock specimen that is light yellow with a weird dark yellowy brown lining, somewhat resembling a chunk of smoked gouda cheese... effervescent

[lesbin]

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[jrueships]

Bought one of my lil nephew giannis shoes for his birthday bcs he loves giannis and these are some of the ugliest fucking things I have ever laid my eyes on in my life. anyways it's his bday today so i gave them to him. but they are so ugly. he loves them