Almost exactly a week and Three years later... A new chapter of Your Lying Smile! We're heading into the thick of things now. So I hope you all enjoy the ride! Sorry it's been so long.
Chapter 16 on AO3
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I am physically unable to wait till I finish this, so let me throw another WIP
Shoutout to @a-aristippus @madnessandlovesstuff @tales-of-ryloth @snowleopard-from-venus and many others who added tags and words in their reblogs for me to smile at ♥
(pspspspspps I am also absolutely looking to join an Obikin/StarWars discord, fuck knows I need friends to deal with these star-crossed tragic soulmates)
Awkward Motion by Hellhills.mp3
(read as a person talking to themselves)
So tell me why I feel this way
Someday it has to go away
We didn't really like this place
We made a promise we would stay
Been so unbothered by this hate
Now you found comfort in my pain
And you keep staring at your grave
And you keep wishing that was me
Don't give me options, you got none yourself
Don't make me worthless, you got no one else
Don't let go, it's not your fault
You're all alone and no one's gonna change that
Don't let go, it's not my fault
I'm on my own, I would do anything to change that
I forgot your face, yet I still remember to scream your name
It all got erased, nothing but a waste of time, a waste of space
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Since I'm still thinking about Ming today... Let us compare Three Mings.
1. Ming when he's Scared*
*caught off guard by domesticity/affection and how much he likes and wants it
2. Ming when he's Trying*
*to fix the shit he does when he's scared, but still seem cool and controlled (of highest priority always)
3. Ming when he's Scared*
*deeply fucking terrified, scrambling, on the precipice of a complete break from sense and reason which he shan't recover from for years
And the thing is, which of these Mings do you think stays with Joe in his bones, in his gut. Which of these Mings are the Mings Joe remembers and thinks of as true?
Ming my babygirl, you have so so soooo much more Trying to try.
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when naruto was like but i crumble completely when you cry it seems like once again you’ve had to greet me with goodbye
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HABIT FOR MAYOR OF HABITAT TOWN - YEAR WHATEVER THE HELL!!!
This was for an AU I had just . Kept in my head. It's basically just Habit is the mayor of a Town and the Habiticians are the townsfolk It was so silly. I drew this like back in January but Never posted it anywhere so.
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Girls dancing like flamingo
But my time is money, so adios
20240531 | ATEEZ - WORK (Wooyoung Ver.)
My Favorite Scenes [6/9] | dir. Wonmo Seong (DigiPedi)
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A day late, but I promised @arisukingdom that I would do a Father's Day drabble. Some Your Lying Smile Universe Inuparents fluff.
He had forgotten how tiny they started out. Small, squishy, and smelling of their mother. He hadn't gotten the chance to hold Sesshoumaru when he was this small. His mother was sternly traditional about those sorts of things.
Izayoi, on the other hand, demanded he be by her side through the entire labor and it allowed him the astounding experience of being the first person to hold his newborn son. The midwife instructed him on how to catch the babe and how to gently clean him up before surveying him for a long moment. Clean and dry, he was rosy from being wiped down and the persistent angry cries. It was clear he wanted the comfort, dark, and warmth he had left. Touga couldn’t begrudge him squalling and wanting his mother. Within moments of resting him on Izayoi's chest, he quieted and made squeaky sounds of relief.
“Touga, he is… perfect,” Izayoi sobbed, tracing her fingers through the slightly sticky curls on his head and over the floppy puppy ears that adorned him. The Inu no Taisho could not agree more.
Hours later, laying beside Izayoi as she nursed their son, Touga took more time to study him. His hair, cleaner and now dry, was definitely silver. His nose was slightly turned up, tiny rounded claws tipped his little fingers and toes, and he grunted and whimpered like any inuyoukai pup would.
He was most definitely a son of the Inu no Taisho.
But the babe was also very much Izayoi's son. The shape of his eyes, his chin, the shade of his skin, those were his wife.
A hanyou. The melding of a human and an inuyoukai. His son. Touga smothered his concerned face when Izayoi finally took her eyes away from the pup to look at him. Too late. Her brows dropped in worry. "No, Little Rabbit. Everything is fine." He let out a softly shuddering breath. "Our Inuyasha will grow up strong and cared for," he whispered to her, sidling closer so he could press his forehead to hers while the baby fell asleep between them. "He will know he is loved." He gripped her shoulder to emphasize his words.
It was Touga's pledge to his mate. What's more, it was his solemn pledge to his hanyou son. He knew that the outside world would not understand. He would be different. But within the walls of the keep they called home, he would always know peace and safety. Inuyasha would be loved.
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i really, really hope the dts people are crawling through rafters and hiding cameras in plants to get ALL the ferrari tea this season bc i just know it’ll be wild
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