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lilybug-02 · 5 months
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Bribed with Chocolate. The way it should be.
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--Full Series--
More to come as this is a two-parter. But you know how I am with schedules.
Bonus:
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I think this was an equally possible reaction from Chara.
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gunsatthaphan · 7 months
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baby wants, baby gets 💁🏻‍♂️
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catocappuccino · 8 months
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She's so eepy...
Redraw of this Snorkmaiden image because it's so cute and she's so pretty did I ever tell you I love Snorkma
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And here is the image in question!
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flowercrowngods · 2 months
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they tell you about school and they tell you about work and they tell you about taxes and responsibilities and ideals you have to reach. they don’t tell you about baking chocolate cookies from scratch at the ungodly hours of 11 at night and sitting on your kitchen floor while watching a home decor competition show while you get to munch on a cookie that tastes like the hot chocolate you used to make when you needed a reason to live as a teenager. they don’t tell you about getting to eat another cookie while you think about capturing this moment in a mason jar and shipping it through time to your younger self who gets scared so easily by school and work and taxes and responsibilities and ideals. your younger self who wonders if there’s still comfort, still good things, and if you get to claim them for yourself at some point or if comfort is always a question of dependence. they don’t tell you about that, when for years we do nothing but dream about moments like these
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shou-jpeg · 8 months
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-Back on the Beat-
Part 4. 01
November 7th, 4:25pm
Kim falls backwards onto his bed, a smile on his face that he hasn’t been able to wipe off for the past several hours. He just got back from a Not-Date with Chay, and this one almost felt like it could have been a real date. 
Kim sighs happily. 
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They’d hung out for hours the day after Kim agreed to give Chay some time, and then for hours again the day after, back at the studio. They didn’t see each other yesterday, but they did text a lot. This morning Chay asked if Kim would join him in checking out a brand new cafe that had opened up, having heard that they have great desserts and decent iced teas. 
Kim has to keep reminding himself that they’re not together. 
He kind of wants to ask for Chay’s snapchat. He knows that he has one, as he’d taken pictures of their cakes today to post to his story. He wonders what sort of pictures Chay would send him. Would he send him selfies with boba tea? Pictures of sweet treats? Videos of him attempting that J-Pop dance he said he's been trying to learn? Kim should probably download the app first, though. 
His phone dings where it rests on the edge of his bed, signaling a new message. It’s a good thing no one is around to see the completely uncool way that Kim launches himself across the bed to grab his phone. No one texts him except for Chay, so there’s a good chance the message is from him. 
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Kim lets out an embarrassing giggle. Fuck, he’s glad no one is here to see him act like this.
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Kim pauses, frowning at his phone... What does chocolate mousse cake say about him? 
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…Huh? 
Kim isn‘t sure what Chay is trying to say here, he already knows that Kim is big on chocolate. Lost, he scrolls through his meme folder for something vaguely related that he can send in response. 
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Kim frowns down at his phone. Sometimes, he doesn’t really understand Chay. He looks to the side to gaze out the window at Bangkok in the late afternoon light, smiling gently to himself. 
He really hopes he gets a chance to, though. 
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cerise-on-top · 2 months
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ik that you just did something about what dates Valeria and Laswell who take you on butttt can you still do how’d they like to celebrate valentine’s day! Hope you have an awesome valentines 🩷
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Hey! Sorry for not posting on Valentine's Day or yesterday, I was extremely busy with work and had some very long days ^^; But I'll post twice to make up for it today! Sorry this was a bit late as well ^^;
Valentine’s Day with Valeria and Laswell
Valeria: We’re just going to assume that she has time to spend with you this Valentine’s day and took a day off or something. Valeria doesn’t think too much about it, it’s just another day where people are taking the money straight from your wallet, either because there’s someone you love or because you’re single and need to eat your frustrations away. She doesn’t care at all about that day, and whether she does something for it or not entirely depends on whether or not you complain about wanting to go on a date with her that day. If you don’t then there will be no date. Because it’s only a cash grab sort of day, Valeria wouldn’t particularly buy you chocolates either. She really doesn’t like Valentine’s day. Complain enough and she’ll get you some chocolate straight from the chocoria, no matter how expensive. A few flowers maybe as well, but that would be it out of her own initiative. She’d much prefer to stay at home and watch some movie with you. One that isn’t about romance, just a normal action movie or comedy or something. Complain enough and she’ll sigh, grabbing her coat and ushering you outside. It’s not often that she does something like this, but you’ll be walking around Las Almas together, chatting a bit, getting some of the yummy street food out there. You’ll do something akin to sightseeing where she shows you all the places there are in the city and around it, except they’re all the places she found when she was still young and reckless. From the berry bush in the park no one knows about, to the abandoned mill by the countryside she used to hide from her parents in. Valeria is normally a classy woman who could buy the world if she wanted to, but her real signs of love would be when she isn’t spending money on you for once. It shows that you’re more to her than just another cost, another person who’s just out for her money. Or, at the very least, she trusts you to not be. While there still won’t be too much sentiment from her side, you’ll also go stargazing together if the sky is clear. She can’t tell you too much about the constellations, but you’ll just stand there and look at the stars. Valeria hasn’t had the time to do that in forever, so she’ll likely take a while.
Laswell: Again, we’re going to assume that she has the time to spend with you and isn’t out and about abroad, risking her life. Laswell has a much greater tolerance of Valentine’s day than Valeria does. She used to love that day much more when she was a teenager and was with her first girlfriend, but stopped caring as much about it as the years went by. While she doesn’t like how romance is being forced down everyone’s throat that day, she’ll tolerate it since she can’t change it anyway. However, Laswell is much more likely to do something with and for you on that day, she doesn’t complain either. Starts the day off with a kiss to your temple in order to wake you up, makes you breakfast, heart shaped pancakes with vanilla ice cream, before she gives you the chocolates and flowers she got for you. The flowers are fairly fancy, roses, dahlias, lisianthus. Anything that looks nice and could show you just how much she loves you is a-okay. After breakfast you’ll lounge around your home for a bit, doing chores together and stuff, until it’s time to leave that is. You’ll be going to a fancy restaurant together, eating at an all you can eat buffet until your hearts and stomachs are content. Of course, all of it goes on Laswell’s bill. Afterwards it’ll be something relaxing for the time being, digesting the food as you take a stroll through the park, for example. Whatever suggestions you may have, you may voice them now before the two of you will go to a jewelry store where you can pick out something gorgeous that fits you, your outfit, your eyes and whatever else there may be. After your stroll is over, you’ll likely go home together, cuddle on the couch and watch TV. It’s not the most exciting day there is, but Laswell is just glad she has a sweetheart she can spend the day with. You’ll end up watching some awful rom-coms together, complain about them and how bad they are, only to be watching the next one right afterwards. You will be eating popcorn together, salted, with caramel and maybe steal a few kisses from each other here and there while there’s nothing interesting going on at the moment. Again, it’s not much but Laswell is usually out and about just about anytime and wants to relax for a bit for once. Even better if she gets to do it with you.
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sunshinediaz · 6 months
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i’ll bandage up your body and your bones and your bad days too | 5.6k, teen
fill for @badthingshappenbingo—kick them while they are down
“Hey, pretty boy,” he says, softly, and reaches in to wipe off a stray tear and drip of snot.  Eddie rolls his eyes and laughs, thick and nasty, because he knows he’s not pretty right now, red-faced and wild-eyed and wet with tears, wet with snot and spit and sweat and all sorts of other things, but Buck really, truly, thinks so. He wouldn’t say it if he didn’t.  “Hi.”  Buck’s smile widens. “Wanna scoot over and let me in?” he asks, ducking down so he can meet Eddie’s eyes. Eddie nods and scrambles to move, sliding over just enough for Buck to squeeze in and then slumping against his wide chest. Buck shuts the door, wraps his arm around Eddie’s shoulders, and kisses his forehead. He smells like smoke and Hen’s fruity lotion. “You’re burning up, baby.”  Eddie nods, hiccups, and says nothing.  Buck brings his other arm around to hold Eddie closer, tighter. “You said you were feeling better,” he says, whispery-soft, as he combs Eddie’s damp hair off his forehead. “Why’d you lie to me?”  “I didn’t want you to worry.”  “Why do you think I’d worry?”  “‘Cause I’m having a bad day,” Eddie answers, shrugging, and nestles in further, like he can crawl inside Buck’s body and spread himself out along Buck’s bones, where he’s warm and wet and welcome, forever and always. “‘Cause I have a cold and everything hurts and nothing feels good except—except this. Except you.”  The tension in Eddie’s body sweeps out as quick as it came, leaving him boneless and unsecured and held in Buck’s arms, against Buck’s big chest and even bigger heart where he belongs, where he was born to be. It’s the one place that’s his and nobody else’s, ever again.  A tear falls, hot like fire, and he snuffles, wiping his face across Buck’s t-shirt.
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thomas-mvller · 7 months
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Sven Ulreich's life saving last minute save because Put! Some! Respect! On! Sven's! Name! 👏
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mel-loly · 20 days
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-Happy Easter..💛
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bitegore · 2 months
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When i say i want to hang out with weirdos I do not mean "I want to hang with gay people and that's my marker for whether or not someone is weird." I'm not saying "weird" and meaning "vaguely aro" or "polyam" or "nonbinary" or whatever. Those are not personality traits. They tell you nothing about what that person is like. If i say I need more weird people in my social circle I'm talking about people who are weird. People who aren't like, going with the grain of any community based on literally anything. I have standards for this. I'm looking for like. People who won't blink if I say i only ever enter my house through the window or when I talk about drinking gasoline and then do it and they see I'm not joking, or people who won't think anything huge of me cracking the top of an eggshell and drinking the whole thing from the top in one mouthful. Or if they do, they do enough same-vein shit that it doesn't faze them. These are not really the same as being part of a very broad group of people who happen to have an exogender or whatever. I have met some incredibly normal (derogatory) trans people and gay people and aro people and nonbinary people. When i say weird I mean weird.
#saw a really annoying post.#red rambles#im being so brave by only saying this#like. why are you convinced exclusionists are the ones who want their circle to be more interesting and permissive 1. 2 no the fuck i dont#mean 'i want to know more aros' when i say 'i want more weird as hell friends' that means nothing! thats like saying i want more friends#that eat chocolate. thats not a fucking personality trait#weird is a trait about a personality! weird is a thing about THE PERSONALITY of the person ARO is a ROMANTIC ORIENTATION#im not befriending people on basis of their fucking genders do i look that boring to you?????#fuck of.#-3x0#-3x5#if you think i'm weird because i'm transgender rather than weird because I'm weird and transgender because i'm transgender then like you've#genuinely lost the plot. 80% of the things i do are much weirder than wanting a different appearance and none of them have almost anything#to do with me being any kind of queer except the non-loaded dictionary kind#my gender situation and shit is probably more normal than the rest of my life by far#i dont even disagree with the idea that you have to be more broadly accepting of people if you wanna share space with people like me but for#the love of god. i would rather hang out with a cis straight avowed furry than a nonbinary xe/xem user who thinks that anyone who dresses#differently from the Fashionable Standard or doesn't listen to the same music as them is somehow Transgeessing and Being Soooooooo Annoying#^not a hypothetical
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I'm back I'm back I'm back again for more :3
It's currently 5:05 am and I have been listening to music all night somebody actually send help (apologies for the disjointed scramble of thoughts I literally sprinted to your asks when I got the idea)
Okay okay, s/o with sleep issues + Childe who sings them to sleep
Like, I'd imagine his mother to be such a sweetheart, singing to him Szheznayan lullabies when he was unable to sleep as a little kid.
He vaguely remembers the songs, but homesickness + affection sometimes pulls the melodies from his lips when you cuddle in the dark. And it's such a good call because it's the most calming thing ever and it's one of the few things that get you to relax enough to fall asleep in particularly restless nights.
!!! Bonus point for Childe having nasty nightmares disrupting his sleep. Clinging to his s/o the first time they comfort him through one by softly humming as they stroke his hair. Ugh <3
*puts my hands on your shoulders* my dear, my friend, my comrade- this is lovely but GO TO SLEEP!!!
Childe's a pretty light sleeper- he's always on alert in case of sudden attacks, which were very common during his time in the Abyss- so he's awake the moment you try to slip out of bed, his arms reaching out and wrapping around your waist to pull you back against his chest. for a few minutes you can only hear you and him breathing softly, Childe's fingers tracing circles and shapes on your stomach before he inhales and begins to quietly hum. his voice is soothing and melodious, slowly transitioning from hums to words in the Snezhnayan language, his native tongue. the lullaby makes your muscles untense, the arms around you shifting into claws and squeezing you gently as a certain Abyss monster purrs in your ears, your eyes fluttering shut as sleep finally catches up to you at long last
then there are the nights where the roles are reversed, when Childe jolts awake with his mind crawling, eyes wide and dry heaving. the movement wakes you up too, groaning and blinking tiredly with a small mumble of "Ajax...?", and suddenly there's a body clinging to you, Childe's fingers gripping your shirt as he shakes. you're quick to hug him back, his face burying into your shoulder with quiet sobs- his left hand is covered with night-colored armor, claws instead of fingers as Legacy makes his presence known, too. so you gently sing to them, doing your best to remember the words Childe taught you, and slowly, slowly, Legacy and Childe slump against you, cries softening to quiet breaths as they relax
eventually you feel a kiss on your forehead and hear a soft "Thank you", the words laced with a calm, sweet purr
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im-a-chunky-potato · 4 months
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I feel like at least half the problems in bsd could be solved by giving the characters hot chocolate.
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oluka · 8 months
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Early canon Iron Man taking a break at the park, drawn for the Heroes' Day Off zine (@dayoffzine)!
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metaknightsimp · 3 months
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So.. i wanted to draw some cute metadad, but it didn't really come out how i wanted it to, especially the background. I still think its cute though... so....
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Headpat time
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arkiwii · 2 months
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do you think saria or silence buy chocolates before valentine's day or do you think they would wait for the clearance sales the day after to buy loads more chocolate
that's to assume that saria isn't loaded with money, and i think that she would buy them the day before or during valentines directly without much thought of how she much she spent. silence however would wait but also saria doesn't seem to be a very chocolate person so a good bunch of those will go to ifrit
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cerise-on-top · 19 days
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Easter with König
It's another holiday, which means I'm going to make my favorite fictional Austrian go through the holidays as well. First was Fasching, now it's Easter! If I have to celebrate it, then so does König, except he gets to have a better time doing it!
I wouldn’t be surprised if you’d meet his family during Easter. It’s a tradition of his to go to his parents’ home during that time for a visit and a chat, he only sees them maybe twice a year, so he can appreciate having a small get together with them. He normally gets along well with his parents, but he’s lost most of the contact he had with them ever since he hit his mid 20’s, but he does look forward to seeing them. Naturally, he’d take you along for the ride, regardless of whether you actually know German or not. He can play interpreter for you, it’s not a problem for him. But if you know German already? All the better, that way his parents and you can just talk to each other with no problems. He does hope that you’ll get along with them, they did play an important part in his life when he was younger.
König genuinely hopes that you will like the traditional Osterjause*, though. He’s loved Easter for that reason, and for the freshly baked lambs, but mostly for the best Brettljause*. In fact, he’s probably called his mother two weeks before his visit to let her know what kind of meat and sausages to get for him and you as well so that there shall be plenty to go around. If you’re not from around, then you likely don’t know what a “Gsöchts”* or “Schweinsbratn”* is, but he will assure you that it’s something delicious. König could rave on and on about that one farmer’s “Hauswiaschtl”. In fact, if he can, he’d love to go to the farmer’s market on Friday with you just so he can get you something to eat. Not above grabbing some Bauernbrot* and Krenn* either while he’s at it. Mans needs his Krenn when eating his Osterjause. Although it will have been a while since he’s seen everyone, he will introduce you to all the farmers there since he knows a good chunk of them growing up.
Naturally, he’ll be drinking a few beers here and there as well. He’s Austrian, it’s in his blood. Will have you try everything off the plate, from the Nuss* to the low-fat Karree*. Loves having you with him and will actively try to involve you in any conversation there may be so that you get to talk as well. Again, it might be a bit awkward if you don’t know any German, especially since he’s not the most reliable translator, but you’ll get by somehow. His parents have been curious about you for a while now anyway and have been wanting to meet you.
Although he claims to be far too old for that sort of thing, he wouldn’t mind looking for an “Osterkerberl”* with you. It’s a nice tradition that he used to love as a child and he wants you to experience Austrian Easter with him, so he likely asked his mother to hide one for you somewhere around the yard so you can go find it. She won’t give you any clues as to where it could be found. It’s childish, but it’s a lot of fun. In fact, if König were to ask her to prepare a Kerberl* for you, then chances are she prepared one for him as well, for old time’s sake. And then the both of you, two fully grown adults, will run around the yard, looking for the basket. Once you found it, you had to admit it was rather cute, filled with a few hand painted eggs, some colorful chocolate, a baked lamb and some crafted chicks and bunnies. Clearly, his mother put in a lot of thought into what goes into such a small basket. In fact, even the “grass” was made of edible paper, it seemed.
König would feel somewhat stupid, looking for a basket of all things during Easter, but it did remind him of his childhood, so he wouldn’t outwardly complain. Besides, you walking up to him, all happy with your little basket, does something to him. The sight was just too adorable, so he’d likely ask you, the master sleuth, to assist him in his hunt. Once you’ve both found them, you’d return back to his parents’ apartment and continue just chatting while occasionally eating a bit of the Jause*.
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Osterjause - Food that’s been prepared for Easter. It usually consists of meat, sausage, cheese, tomatoes and horseradish.
Brettljause - Same as Osterjause except it can be eaten at any point during the year.
Gsöchts - Geselchtes - Salted and smoked meat.
Schweinsbratn - Schweinebraten - Specifically prepared roast pork, eaten cold in this context.
Hauswiaschtl - Hauswürstel - A hard sausage.
Bauernbrot - A special type of bread.
Krenn - Horseradish.
Nuss, Karree - Types of meat
Osterkerberl - Osterkörbchen - Easter basket, a basket filled with easter themed food. Sometimes has a gift in it as well, mostly for children.
Kerberl - Körbchen - A basket
Jause - In this context it refers to the Osterjause.
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