“There’s plenty of fish in the sea”
Well maybe I’m not a fish.
Maybe this entire world you live in where you find partners to love openly and freely and it’s normal and natural is an environment where I drown.
Maybe this thing you call love can take forms you’ve never considered. Forests. Tundras. Deserts. Mountains. Stars. Maybe I need a wider view than the swift beat of waves can afford. Maybe I need slower seasons to acclimate my emotions.
No, I don’t know what my love will look like. I’ve only ever been around fish. I don’t have the words to describe what I’m longing for. But it’s certainly not in the water.
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💥💥 BAM 💥💥 **humanizes you inhuman narrator**
this damn comic took way too long and i STILL missed details but because theyre mine its fine. narry dosent need glasses anyway
oh and @peripalz 's narry is lightly silhouetted in the first panel's gala poster; very small cameo but i felt it was important to mention!!
im gonna ramble in the tags again!
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There is no gentler way to say it, for the truth is as simple as it is vital. It is said that as the sun grows reluctant, and the clouds gather together, and the cold closes in with the softness of a last breath, there is only one choice left. A choice we all must make, or it shall be made for us:
Rest or die.
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making someone cry and drool and cum on themselves so you can tell them that you have to wash them off because you have to keep your toys clean (dragging them into a cold shower)
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Miles "Spider" Socorro Needs a Hug
Is already a tag you can filter by on ao3.
this boy has barely lived and breathed on the big screens a month, and this tag already exists for him, that has to say something.
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guys guys guys u can boil a big pot of water then put 6 eggs in there then wait 7 minutes and take them out with a long spoon and drop them into a bowl of ice water and then u can put them in the fridge but GET THIS when u are making ur coffee or tea or whatever in the morning make an extra mug of boiling water and drop one of ur eggs in there and wait a few minutes and when u peel it u will have NICE WARM SOFTBOILED EGG thank u have an evening
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i feel like a lot of people ignore the fact that in a lot of places, bicycling just. cannot be done for half the year, & that's why public transport being good is important. i cannot bike in 5 feet of snow & ice or in 40c heat. i can't even walk in that, unless i have the energy to snowshoe or a bucket of ice water to chug.
"but I can do it!" good for you. unfortunately i live in Berk (snowing for 9 months of the year & hailing the other 3) & cannot unless i want to die. also disabled people exist. & children. & people who live in a place where everything is no closer than 30 minutes away, & 30 minutes in -30c can kill you if you can't afford a good pair of boots & a good coat. i may have bike paths but the river floods past them every year. what do i do then? bike on the highway?? just let me take the train
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hi ik you don’t really do prompt rn but could we have some soft billdip hcs/drabble (or as soft as these two can get)? i’m a sucker for the way you write them and your works have genuinely helped me through the past weeks. even if not thank you for your works bc mmmm idk how you do it it’s just *chefs kiss* (:
Have some soft headcanons, then!
The first time Bill and Dipper took a bath together wasn't.... really a bath, per se. They'd probably run afoul of some supernatural skunk thing and had to soak in tomato juice, bickering about whose fault it was. The times they actually bathed together usually ended in water fights. Dipper half-drowned a couple times; Bill plays rough.
They've since settled down a bit! These days, the times they sink into one of Bill's hedonistic baths in his pyramid are pretty relaxing times to chat and flirt with each other.
And if Dipper's very sick or injured, Bill might even pick him up and set him in a warm bath, while taking charge of all the scrubbing down and rinsing of the pitiful mortal. While grumbling a little, but still!
Bill can cook. The trouble is getting him to stop adding ingredients that 'make things interesting', or go more along demonic culinary tastes - But he could, theoretically, make a decent meal. This is an uphill battle, since Bill's convinced following human recipes is boring and dumb. Dipper may even win it one day.
A fun fact that Dipper may or may not have learned by now is that Bill can purr! For the same reasons a cat might - calm, content, and relaxed.
However, Bill also hasn't done it in forever. For that kind of thing to happen, he'd have to be really content - to the point where let his guard down completely. Which I don't imagine he's done in basically.... eons? For all that he's had happy Party Times and pleased Winning Times and even Chill times, it's pretty impossible to ever really stop watching your back in the demon realm.
But say. After a great day. One where Bill's just won something, he's done something clever to pat himself on the back about, and he gets to chill with his husband in bed while Dipper rubs his back - just a calm, domestic-ish hangout where they're chilling - Dipper might feel and hear that rumbling start up. To his great surprise.
(And Bill's. He genuinely can't remember the last time that old instinct kicked in; it's unsettling.)
Here is what I imagine a triangle purring sounds like. It's more big-cat-like in the human body.
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