#SO fuckinf tender

[autisticlancemcclain]

Slowly. He had to do this slowly. If he took it inch by inch, barely moving, he’ll eventually be able to gently break free and then he can —

Lance makes a soft groaning noise, and Keith freezes immediately, every muscle in his body going completely still. He even holds his breath, doing everything he can to stay as steady as possible. He will not so much as twitch, so help him God.

Lance exhales softly, almost sighing, and his face smooths as he shifts. His arms loosen from their vice grip around Keith’s torso — Lance is a koala cuddler, latches onto Keith like a boa constrictor every night and denies it every morning — and he falls back against his many pillows, hair tangled around his head in messy curls.

Keith, finally free from Lance’s hold, props himself up on his elbow and takes a moment to just… look, at Lance. The love of his life. He follows the steep slope of his straight nose, splattered with freckles. His eyes trace the full cupid’s bow of his lips. The sun-darkened expanse of his smooth skin. The fluttering of his long, dark eyelashes with every exhale. His arms, lanky and graceful and gorgeous and clumsy all the same, rest bonelessly around his head, fingers of his right hand tangled in his hair.

He’s the most beautiful thing Keith has ever seen — so beautiful that Keith feels the ache of him in his heart, in his chest, in his bones. He can feel the phantom imprints of Lance everywhere on his skin. In fingerprint-shaped bruises on his shoulders from where Lance gripped him tightly, last night, as he held on to Keith and they got closer, closer, closer until they were as close as they could be without melding their flesh together, until they were connected, both of them, as one. He felt Lance in the laughter lines he knew he was getting in the corner of his eyes, because Lance was his laughter, the very joy in Keith’s heart. He felt Lance in the want in his hands, the desperate need to touch and touch and never pull away.

He could never fight that urge for long.

He reached over — slowly, gently, lovingly — and traced featherlight fingertips over the shape of Lance’s forehead, brushing through his dark hair and over his soft skin. He traced loops and swirls into the angular sharpness of his cheeks, lips quirking up as he felt the roughness there from the faint hairs that have yet to be shaved this early in the new morning. He finally made his way to Lance’s lips, resting his thumb on the plumpness of the thin skin, Lance’s slow and even puffs of breath sending goosebumps up his fingers.

“You are everything good in the world,” Keith whispers, as he leans down to brush his lips on Lance’s forehead.

Lance groans again, arching forward a little, limbs still heavy with sleep. His eyes stay closed, but his breathing changes, less rhythmic.

“Stay,” he mumbles.

Keith chuckles. “I have to go meet Shiro.”He leans down to press another kiss to Lance’s forehead, quick and careful. But before he can pull away, Lance wraps lethargic arms around Keith’s neck.

“Stay,” he says again. Pleads.

Keith feels himself five in almost immediately. Lance isn’t even awake. His eyes are still shut, and Keith recognises the honey-slow slur and heavy accent to his words, knows he’s still deeply entrenched in dreamland.

Keith rakes his eyes over Lance, again, taking him in, feeling the weight of his arms and the rise and fall of their chests breathing together, and — and.

He collapses back onto the bed, laying on his side. He tugs Lance closer to him, flush along his body, arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Lance, sleep drunk as he is, doesn’t hesitate to burrow closer, settling into Keith’s arms with a sigh.

Keith smiles, his own eyes closing again, his limbs resettling into sleep.

Shiro can wait.

As he’s dropping off, thoughts unraveling, he presses on last kiss to Lance’s hair.

“I love you more than anything I’ve ever loved or will ever love again.”

And he falls off into sleep, warm in the arms of the man who shines brighter than any sun, than any star. Secure in the knowledge that he’ll wake up, later, to Lance’s smile and Lance’s love and Lance and Lance and Lance.

Sleep comes easily.

#this is. so fuckinf gay and tender oh my god #y’all know that scene in prince of egypt? after the montage of moses and zephorah falling in love? right before the burning bush? #the scene where he’s waking up to tend to the flocks but he takes a moment to just look at her like he’s desperate to drink her in #and then he leans down to kiss her and she wraps her arms around him and whispers for him to stay and UGH #that scene does not leave my head i had to make it klance #vld #voltron #keith #keith kogane #lance #lance mcclain #klance #established klance #married klance #if u so desire #affection #oh this is so tender #SO fuckinf tender #soft keith #soft lance #whipped keith #a little #is this poetry? #it feels like it #my writing #fic fragment

[fanfic-gremlin-ft-trauma]

domestic zukka hc: zuko’s love language is physical touch & sokka loves nothing more than the shy surprise on zuko’s face whenever sokka gives him exactly what he wants.

sokka had his suspicions zuko was extremely tactile, but it took him a few months to compile a mental register of just all the ways zuko likes to be touched by sokka. Whether it’s a hand on his thigh, a thumb running over the back of his hand, or sokka’s fingers latched around his wrist when they’re walking; whether it’s a soft kiss on his cheek, his forehead, the nape of his neck, the inside of his knee; whether it’s their hands intertwining out of sheer habit; whether it’s the soothing feeling of sokka’s fingers gently scratching his scalp when zuko lays his head in sokka’s lap; whether it’s sokka tenderly cradling zuko’s face with overwhelming tenderness every chance he gets, because he knows that’s zuko’s absolute favourite; whether it’s sokka kissing the top of his head goodnight when zuko’s laying on his chest, caressing zuko’s cheekbone with a lazy thumb until his breath evens out and he’s asleep and safe in sokka’s warmth.

It’s the casual intimacy that always gets to zuko and reminds him hourly of just how much he adores and trusts sokka. It’s the physical manifestation of giving and receiving the kind of love he never thought he’d be able to experience. It’s the mute reassurance sokka feels the same exact way about him.

-franceblr

hi what the fuck is this. HIGSHJBAJHBHJBABJHSBHJHJBSHBJABHJAHBJHBJSHJBSHJBHJBSHJBAJHKJKAKJAKKAJSJSKKA UMMMMMMMM???? E X C U S E M E????? this is tHE BEST THING. EVER???? So hahahaaaaa what iffffff I reread this one million billion times??? What then?? So franceblr how does a gift basket wrapped in silk and ribbons sound? With a lil sticky note and flower attached to it? You deserve it for this. How does it feel to be the flame that melted my cold, icy heart. How does. How do you feel after dropping this like it shouldn’t belong in a MUSEUM. THIS ASK IS A NATIONAL TREASURE 😭😭

#atla #zukka #zuko x sokka #asks #my asks #domestic zukka #basically fic #so I’m unwell #and this is possibly the most important ask I’ve ever received #im trying to get to all of these but some of them I want to draw so #I promise I’ve seen them 😭 #but THISSSSS #I NEEDED EVERYONE TO SEE IT IMMEDIATELY #BC I LITERALLY FELL TO MY KNEES #DROPPED ON THE FLOOR AND. FUCKINF DIED #do you unDERSTAND how much this means to me??? #btw heyyyy franceblr have u ever written fic? #bc like. I ate this shit up and will never recover and you just have a writer vibe abt u #like the way that I could FEEL the tenderness through my screen…. #yeah so I’m never recovering who’s joining 👍🏼

[leafiebeanie]

i am not immune to this man

he is just so fuckinf pretty, i can't—i want to gather him up in my arms and squish the heck out of him

boy deserves all the tender love and care in the world (๑˃ᴗ˂)ﻭ

also i'm very obsessed with this fic

i won't even bother to hide my obsession, no. i am unhinged for this fic and there's nothing i can do

here's the link to the amazing fic series that has me in a chokehold: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3736783

i can't even play the game properly bc this fic stays in my head 24/7 rent free

and the author's characterization is GOD TIER

the angst and slow burn feelings but also super fukcing raw and emotional passionate intimacy is such a good flavour

also the last chapter?!?!?!?!!!!!?!!!!!!!!

*RATTLING THE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE*

sweet hells, i don't know what to do with all these feels and anxiety

this game and this fic had all of my attention since it released

sorry i haven't been alive/active much 😂😂

#tavstarion #bg3 #baldur's gate 3 fanfic #leafie is screaming bc there's little else she can do #FIC RECOMMENDATION #I REALLY LOVE THIS FIC #tav x astarion

[howaboutcastiel-personal]

I think it’s just a combination of physical symptoms that has me so fucked up this week. I started my period, that’s a big one. I think that my period was triggered by my giant fuckinf stomach upset Sunday and Monday. Then of course I have eaten nothing but absolute junk food. Mostly in the form of chicken tenders and fried foods if the sort. Today I had fried chicken Friday and I just shouldn’t have. I need to get back in my routine of bagels and protein shakes, or at least bagels and milk. Also the fucking sweating over the last few nights. The waking up freezing cold after sweating all night. I took a four hour nap today and I’m still exhausted. My headache has been brutal. I think that even though I “slept enough” each night this week I actually tossed and turned and didn’t really get to rest. Maybe I’ll be rejuvenated for tomorrow.

I know I know I know I got stuff done this week. But like???? It’s temporary satisfaction and then I just feel lost about having nothing to do. And my fanfiction is just not getting attention. I don’t feel fulfilled anymore by anything I do and I pan so meticulously. I’m keeping the anxiety at bay nine times out of ten but all that is in its stead is emptiness.

I just. There’s no satisfaction in social life anymore either. I only hang out with people because being alone is so mortifying. I don’t feel attached to any of them, it’s just more of a desire to not be a hermit. Nothing is really worth it but laying in bed isn’t worth it either. All I would like to do is sleep I guess, but I still *feel* enough to feel way too guilty and inadequate for sleeping when I don’t need to.

And I’m tired of so many things. I want to be happy with being alone because I’m. Tired. Of other people. I’m so fucking tired of everyone else and I just can’t imagine a world where I’m wanted and loved and where I want and love all the same and fucking fuck this stupid keyboard and it’s glitching fuck you fucking fuck you

Men are no hope anymore. Pedro Pascal seems cool in theory right. Oscar seems cool in theory. But men and boys are literally demons sent from hell with no hope of reform. And women don’t even try to raise their boys good. This disrespect. The misogyny and racism and entitlement and brittleness. Men are not worth shit and I wish I didn’t want to love them. It’s not even about one man in particular, it’s just all of them that I’ve met. And as good as the women can be the ones I’ve met are shit too or they’re just straight. Or I’m just not good enough to even try to be with them. I wish I was just content with being alone because everything is best with me being alone or just not being here

I still think it would be better if I just wasn’t here. I take up space and I just feel like I shouldn’t. There’s no point in me occupying space in this world because I’m just not meaningful. I’m not giving anything I’m just spending other people’s money and wasting other people’s air and no one really wants me and I don’t want any of them. This is where my mom would tell me to find god but fuck him he’s a selfish egotistical narcissistic prick. I’m not evangelizing for him.

#diary

[thatladdydnp]

this popped up on my youtube recommended and that ‘11 years ago’ really had me 🥺

#fuck they’re in LOOOVE #LIKE even if not romantic their love is so tender and gentle which is so fuckinf lovely #dipshit and pip #phan #daniel howell #phil lester #amazingphil #t’s demonussy #danisnotonfire #dan and phil #video #dnp #dan howell #i love him

[frivilosity]

Sometimes cake just does shit that creates SO MUCH SERATONIN MY BRAIN STRAIGHT UP CANT HANDLE IT FUCK

#coco says things #I’m gay for cupcakes #I’m just short circuiting this is fine #I just #fuck #honestly how dare you? who gave you THE FUCKINF RIGHT???? #someone cyber bully him im not strong enough he’ll fucking uno reverse card my aaa #or slap my ass metaphorically #unfortunately he wins both ways #BUT STILL HOW DARE HE WHAT THE FUCK #/what the fuck/ #this asshole just. is so tender and soft with me #also he’s just himself WHICH IS JUST AS MUCH OF A FUCKING TRAP HES FUNNY TO LURE YOU IN AND THEN HES WONDERFUL #AND IM NOT SAYING IM A FLY IN A WEB BUT I AM A DRAGONFLY ATTACHED TO THE DUCKTAPE OF LOVE #sorry guys only he gets my pretty metaphors #point is I’m going to fucking scream about him forever maybe #NOW THE REAL QUESTION #is do indirectly tag him #or directly tag him #I mean my gay tag is on here #hmmmmmmmmm #does he really need to know I’m embarrassing and gay on main

[foxxfaggotry]

Mmmm I am a dum dum dummyhead and I told m partner I wanted to talk about shit yesterday and they asked if we could talk abt it today and I said yea and now it’s today and I don’t wanna talk abt it because I am too fucked up apparenlty and nowadays it makes me feel gross to be vulnerable like I literally feel ill and I’m so upset about this that I wanna go to sleep and I wish I’d gone to bed before they had the chance to ask if I wanted to talk

I should have just fucking gone to bed

I wish I didn’t feel like this

#do not reblog #I know I know blah blah blah #not healthy #I don’t fucking care #anymore #I’m too hurt after the last person who fucked me up #and I’m fucking afraid #because I trust them so deeply I know they’d never hurt me #but I thought the last person wouldn’t #and I feel fuckinf scraped out #I am just shell and spike there is no tenderness left #I am grief pain and ire #I am so deeply betrayed and hurt #and I am torn #because I love my partner deeply and I want to build a life with them #and so I Must give-I must change #I must defy my instincts-which I have always known to trust-because I now know they are no longer trustworthy #they are ruled solely by fear prejudice and anxiety #I am so deeply distraught I don’t know what to do

[letisnotonfire]

"of course you're gonna be loved back 100%, that's the only way to love you tbh"

#when I tell you I love my friends I mean I LOVE MY FRIENDS SO FUCKING MUCH WITH MY WHOLE FUCKINF HEART FUCK #bro that's the only way to love me? 100%? broooo 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 #let me stay tender-hearted despite despite despite #[ ana loves her friends but you already knew that ] #[ my matchbox ]

[faorism]

i know people are having fun dunking on the smush that was the stede/ed kiss. but. i fully tinhat believe in its narrative importance. because like...

you look at it in full, the kiss looks fuck awkward when its angled from stedes point of view. lips not truly slotting, mouths held still. ed positioning feels somewhat stiff. (@pirateslesbian did such a good job with this gif it doesnt look awk but we all felt it.)

but if you really look from ed's pov, it looks sweet and lovely and intimate.

which. which fits the moment perfectly. because ed is giving it his all, pouring his heart, and stede is like. oh no oh god what is happening also i am traumatized in all these specific ways and am i gay i am so fuckinf gay oh what the fuck and i feel bad about abandoning my family. a guilt we pick up in moments surrounding the kiss, where we start to feel stede pull away even as he shares his happiness being by eds side.

i s2g every angle from behind stede or straight in front he looks exhausted...

...while from eds pov, because he is obscuring stede in the shot, what we get is the idealized version of the kiss and the moment that does not show the whole story.

so with stede we see it ALL. both his pursed lips and ed's soft so soft tender gentleness, which is so tragic, and boy i am fucked up about camera angles today huh.

#stede bonnet #edward teach #our flag means death #ofmd spoilers #gentlebeard #edstede #ofmd #ed teach

[seaweedbrain404]

awtwb thoughts pages 500-fin

last stretch now folks

i’m sorry smith but the minute you involved simon you should’ve known it would end in chaos

fuck smith but the line “all the best stories are old... why is that?”

THE KID IS ALIVE

OH MY GOD THEYRE LESBIANS

THEY FUCKINF KISSED

agatha x niamh for the fucking win

baz says it best “he should be given a medal. and a pension”

oh my god i love miss christy, why didn’t we get more of her?

there’s something bittersweet about simon seeing jamie off home

i think daphne’s relationship with baz is really nice and healthy when it could have gone south

also malcolm and daphne are nice together, especially at the dinner scene

“simon snow is not getting my mother’s sapphire” honestly imagine-

simon and baz just cuddling in bed makes me really emotional

“it’s like i dreamed of kissing him in black-and-white, and now i’m kissing him in colour” my heart-

“baz came back. this morning. he was always going to come back. i think he always will, if i make it good for him. i think he wants this, wants me. and i’m going to make it so good for him. this morning. this life”

there’s something really tender about baz buttoning simon’s shirt for him and saying he’ll dress him everyday if he allows it

baz calling simon “my rosebud boy” has me in tears

i’m bawling oh my god the sword and salisbury blood

oh my god oh my god oh my god-

simon being reunited with his grandmother FINALLY

i waited so long for this

this is literally all i wanted from this book and i got it

simon and me having a breakdown in sync

he gets the sword

penny and shepard are just shsjsjshs

simon sleeping with the sword has the same energy as my sister sleeping in her new pair of shoes when she was little

i like that agatha stays behind to tend the goats a year later in the epilogue, i think the role really suits her

this was a lot. this book was a lot but in the best way possible, it was like reading one of my favourite childhood series for the first time, i felt that same type of giddiness. i loved it.

#theo reads #awtwb spoilers #awtwb #any way the wind blows spoilers #any way the wind blows #simon snow #simon snow salisbury #baz pitch #baz grimm pitch #penny bunce #shepard love #shepard from omaha #agatha wellbelove #niamh brody

[baroquebucky]

hi lovely! i adore ur writing :-) i was just wondering if you could write something about bucky being all soft and gooey around his gal and kissing her and being all lovey dovey with her in front of the team, and them teasing him for it. i’d love to see it if it inspires u! thank u!

a/n: okAY I HAVE RESTARTED THIS LIKE SEVEN TIMEs because i didn’t know how i wanted to write this and so i decided to do some headcanons about this !! if you want an actual imagine let me know !!! i hope you guys enjoy it :~)

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Bucky was afraid of touching you the first time he met you

he was afraid that all the darkness and pain in him would ruin your happy, radiant demeanor, and he didn’t want that

but you didn’t allow that, giving him hugs for every little thing, bumping shoulders with him, grabbing his hand and dragging himself round to have fun

it was obvious the two of you would date, you made his life so much better and he did the same for you, helping you grow more confident and self assured

for years bucky only knew physical touch as painful, something he dreaded

and you showed him something completely different when it came to touch

the way your fingers gently traced every scar he had, the way they ghosted over his chest when he was asleep and you couldn’t sleep, the way you would pull him into you for a hug, wrapping your arms around him and squeezing him tightly

Bucky especially loved how you played with his hair, gently tucking it into place when the two of you cuddle or were kissing, the way you attempted to braid it and style it

Bucky couldn’t get enough

he missed out on this for so long so of course he would want your tender love any chance he got, he didn’t care who was around

the whole team thought Bucky was this brooding, intimidating man who was capable of killing them all if he tried, yet there he was, cuddled into you like a puppy

Bucky would kiss your face all over, making you laugh, planting sloppy kisses on your cheeks and forehead before finally connecting your lips.

“Fucks sake im trying to watch this show can you please do that somewhere else?” Sam would groan, annoyed at how soft Bucky was, Bucky only grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, never once disconnecting your lips.

You would smile into the kiss, pulling his hair slightly causing Bucky to groan a little, sam would make a gagging noise,” that’s it im out i hate you guys” you would burst out laughing the second he got up, immediately apologizing to him

he of course would accept, you were always too sweet and did so much for him, he couldn’t be mad at you.

At Bucky though? He couldn’t 100000% be mad at him

So Sam made it his mission to embarrass the metal armed man.

The two of you sat on the couch, cuddling.

Bucky snuggled so close against you if he moved a centimeter more he’d be on top of you. He had a hand in your hair, your arms wrapped around him, rubbing circles on his back.

he stared up at you, admiring how fuckinf beautiful you were

“how did i get the prettiest gal in the world hm?” he would smile, pressing a kiss to your arm, “oh shut up bucky” you blushed, refusing to take the compliment

“no I’m serious you’re so goddamn perfect doll” he whispered, moving to get comfortable enough to kiss your neck

“bucky stop we’re in the living room” you giggled, he continued to kiss you, placing a soft kiss on your jaw and then on your cheek

“what’s Sam gonna do? Get upset again?” He laughed and you rolled your eyes.

“I love you so much” he smiled at you, effortlessly lifting you and placing you on his lap

you smiled at the man, running your fingers through his soft hair, he smiled at you, his eyes fluttering closed at the relaxing contact.

“you know i love when you do that” he hummed and you smiled, leaning down to kiss his forehead you removed your hands from his hair and sat next to him, putting your head on his chest.

“why’d you stop” he pouted, looking at you as if you broke his heart in two

“Oh my god you are whipped” Tony laughed, you went red, Bucky felt slightly embarrassed but didn’t care too much, a smile creeping onto his face and he turned to look at you

“well how could i not be? i have the best girlfriend in the world” he spoke, you blushed deeper and tony rolled his eyes, turning around and leaving “yeah sam he isn’t gonna be embarrassed around us”

Sam groaned from the hall, emerging and narrowing his eyes at bucky, “I’ll get my revenge” Bucky only laughed and you but your lip to stifle your laughter.

“cmon angel” you spoke, standing up and grabbing his hand, leading him to your room so you guys could cuddle in peace.

The pda did not cease, Sam made every team member catch the two of you cuddling or being utterly adorable and yet nothing

Bucky has no shame showing the fact that he was wrapped around your finger, kissing your hand every chance, placing kisses all over your face and cuddling you at every chance

Then peter came to stay a night

he saw the way bucky would do everything for you, barely letting you do anything, he saw the way that if you asked for something he’d give it to you, the way that he cuddled into your side and was somehow always touching you

“oh my god” peter smiled to himself, texting ned and MJ quickly, guys mr barnes is a simp

He tried his best to hide his laughter but he couldn’t, wheezing as he picked up the Group FaceTime call

“no way the winter soldier is a simp??” MJ spoke and ned added on “he literally killed people how the hell did y/n manage to get him to simp so hard”

peter began explaining, giggling as he told them everything

Sam heard the loud teenage boy, immediately being struck with an idea

“hey Pete” he approached the boy in the kitchen and he gave him a small wave “i need you to do me a favor”

You and Bucky were in the garden, singing along to music and laughing, he held your hand, swinging it back and forth.

“I need to water the plants today but I’m so tired” you complained to your boyfriend, sitting under a tree, you were in between his legs and he rested his chin on top of your head

“I can do it for you doll face” he replied, you laughed shaking your head softly, “no i can do it lovely” but Bucky insisted

so there he was, watering all your flowers and getting bit by mosquitos, enter peter

peter was shitting himself, he was still kind of scared of Bucky, finding him intimidating despite knowing he could take the man

“what are you doing mr barnes?” Peter questioned, standing next to him and looking at the many plants

“y/n was tired so i told her I’d water her pants for her” he spoke, peter wrangled every ounce of courage he had

“huh so youre kind of a simp then” he spoke, Bucky turned to look at him, did he just-?

“what? no!” Bucky protested, suddenly feeling embarrassed because he was this little 18 year old calling HIM a simp

“i mean think about it, kinda yeah” he spoke, laughing softly, “it’s okay, in the end we all simp for someone” peter smiled, walking back inside, already wanting to apologize to bucky but instead searching for Sam so he could order him the pizza he wanted

Bucky stood in the garden, shock on his face. Sam watched from the kitchen window, laughing his ass off, finally embarrassing the super soldier

Bucky walked into your room, going to sit next to you, “am i simp?” He looked at you, troubled. You tried your best to stifle your laughter, composing yourself before looking at your boyfriend

“i mean yeah” you admitted, shrugging your shoulders.

Bucky was hurt for a couple of hours, vowing to himself that he would no longer simp for you, he could do that

right? wrong

by the end of the night Bucky was snuggled up to you side, eyes closed and mind at peace, you mumbled sweet nothings into his ear and he felt so- at home.

you were buckys home, he didn’t care if others saw it, he didn’t care if that made him a simp. He would be damned if he didn’t take every and any chance to kiss you and show you off and love on you

you did the same for him, Bucky was your safe space, your everything, your home

although Sam rolled his eyes when the two of you were cuddling heavily during movie night, he couldn’t help but be happy that bucky had found happiness in the world

#bucky barnes drabble #bucky barnes one shot #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes imagine #bucky barnes headcanon #soft!bucky barnes #soft!bucky #clingy!bucky barnes #clingy!bucky #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes headcanons

[canwehavehextonite]

god i'm gay im so gay i'm so fucking SAPPHIC right now dude like i'm GAY bro like i fuckinf HhHHHH could rlly go for some love an affection right now dude like women are so radiant bro like i'm literally fucking dying out here bro like i am y e a r n i ng bro im so fucking tender dude

#ignore this i'm on my period #i get so romantic on my period dude #among other things but mostly romantic and sapphic and tender #personal

[aaaaagaronia]

tell me more about Ishtar!!!!!!!!!!!

FAE!!!!

Fae have a lot of scars, particularly around their elbows and thighs, because like,,, when your a monstrous plant that gets into fights, limbs are gonna come off at some point hdvdjdbs

So fae'er kinda sensitive around there but won't show it

Do they have the ability to cover up faer scars? Yeah but fae won't do it because it already takes up a lot of faer energy just holding up a human form for long periods of time

So fae wear long sleeved stuff most of the time

Faer hair is ridiculously thick because it's actually that hair looking stuff on palm trees, so it's really messy. And like later on fae end up getting it braided

Fae teach Joey how to defend themselves later on in the story like,, faer actually kinda scared to teach them because fae don't want to hurt them

Fae actually meet Joey at a grocery store. And like it's ironic because they meet in the fuckinf,, produce aisle. And it's ironic bc like,,, fae'er a plant dhfjdbd

Fae can't really taste food, or smell food, it's all really hard for fae to detect so like, fae will eat just about anything and be completely unphased in that regard

However, to make up for lack of taste and smell, fae are really sensitive to touch and physical sensations

Whatever vegetation fae put in faer mouth, fae will be able to mimic it sooner or later. It just takes some time to process it

There's this one moment in the story between Ishtar and Monty and it's,,,, hella soft in a just tender found family moment and it's,,,, good

If you give fae a shit ton of salty fries fae will fucking love you forever hhbfjfbdjsbs

#ocs #ishtar #my neighbor is a monster #injury tw #THANK YOU!!!!

[sadstonershawty]

ugh i don’t quite understand this energy im feeling. i know miguel is still in love w kennedy. but i know he loves me. in a very deep way i’d say. i can tell by the way he looks at me. and how he touches me. and idk why so much of me wants to be like “he can’t love me tho if he is still in love w kennedy”. and i don’t know if that’s true? like it totally may be. idk. bc i know my emotions don’t work like that where i can just love multiple people deeply like that. but idk i think on principle it’s unfair for me to say that he can’t feel that way. i just don’t want to look stupid. i think that’s what it is. i don’t want to look stupid, especially off miguel bc i feel like i already have before. it just confuses me how he said that one thing i can’t remember the wording and i’ll just get it wrong if i try; and then i asked him if he meant it and he said yes he didn’t really want to think abt me w other guys and shit. but yet you’re still berating your ex girlfriend at the fucking bar lmao. it just doesn’t make sense to me. but like i said i don’t think it’s my place at all to tell another person what isn’t possible esp relating to their own fuckin feelings ykno lol.

idk miguel is so close to a breakthrough or something. he’s so close. but he doesn’t want it. not enough to really change. and that shit reminds me of kaleb. which i can’t fuckinf do again i won’t. i think it’s sweet that miguel can show me this very very very tender and vulnerable side; however if he’s only that way to me i appreciate it but what does that really mean ? i’m not tryna say he’s a bad person. he’s definitely not, i think that he just makes really poor decisions sometimes. and i really don’t understand why. maybe i do. but it still really confuses me why he chooses that. idk but i know and accept that i can’t force change and while i can try to say that to him that he CAN choose differently. i just know how we as humans are and he will only realize that when he’s ready to. i love him so much. i wish he would choose different. i really do.

and hearing kennedy tell me that she always felt like there was this deep emotional connection b/w me and miguel is just like……..fuuuuuuuck. bc i thought it was just me towards him but hearing her say even she sensed it is ducking crazy to me. i just don’t know what to do w this shit. i feel that he wants to be w me. i can just be imagining it but i don’t think i am. or maybe it’s simply drink miguel talking. idk. but the way he’s said shit b4/subtle ways he’s hinted, reallt do make me think at least part of him wants that. i’m dumb he literally said in his poem to me that he traded for banana bread lol , that we should get together when it’s right type shit. so DUH ZOE lol he wants to be w you. ultimately tho i’m not fuckin raising nobody’s son. i’m not lol. if me and miguel do get together it won’t be till he fr has his shit together. and is not just pretending to himself that he does.

so what it comes down to in the present moment is that i’m gonna have to take space. i’m getting too caught up. And he’s in a different place where i don’t really feel safe having strong feelings for him like this. i wanna talk to him abt it first of all to voice my concerns/feelings/questions to see where he’s coming from and see if maybe i’m not understanding something or something idk. but i think more than likely i’m gonna have to take space but i do feel it’s necessary for me to communicate that w him so he doesn’t feel abandoned or ghosted like i don’t fuck w him or think he’s a bad person type shit.