hopelessly daydreaming (again) about how considerate modern au!xiao is as a partner…
if you have any dietary requirements or preferences, he memorises them the first time you tell them to him. whenever you’re cold, you can take his jumper or his gloves—or even both, if you really need it. sometimes he offers you an earbud so you can listen to music together, and don’t doubt for a second that he’s put all your favourite songs on this playlist. are you carrying something that’s too heavy? no problem; he’ll take it from here without you having to even ask. he offers you a taste of his meal if he sees you eyeing it. he knows how you take your tea or your coffee by heart, and always blows on your hot drink before handing it to you. if you’re having a bad day, he’ll put aside some time for you, no matter what he’s got planned.
xiao is so selfless, in little ways you could easily miss if you’re not looking closely. on his part, it merely comes naturally to him: why would he ever want anything but the best for you that he can offer? your well-being is his first priority; his own and anyone else’s comes second to that. most of the time, he doesn’t even realise he’s doing these things for you—it’s practically subconscious for him. it would be unthinkable of him not to do them.
even so, please let him know how grateful you are for the little ways he makes your life easier, and never take his selflessness for granted. whether you do it through words or through affection, let him know you’re thankful for all he does, even when he doesn’t need to. he may not think much of it, but you do.
just… tell him how much you appreciate him, alright? it’s the least he deserves.
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Am I the only one that noticed that the Leverage Team is the Five Love Languages?
Nate: Quality Time
Sophie: Gift Giving
Hardison: Words of Affirmation
Eliot: Acts of Service
Parker: Physical Affection
Agree? Disagree? Let's discuss.
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every job i've ever had has gone on and on about how customers love engaging and constant customer service (including greeting customers, asking them in the store if they need help, saying goodbye when they leave). so, im curious:
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Listen, all I’m saying is that if RWBY gets cancelled because of Warner Bros (anti-striking) & CrunchyRoll’s (anti-union) greedy executives, I’m down to finish the rest of the show myself with the help of a few friends! ❤️
Also, don’t blame CRWBY or any of the writers and creators currently striking if the show gets shelved. Blame the greedy CEOs & executives of both companies for being pieces of shit.
It would be in written format only unless someone wanted to provide fanart stills to include with it or even animations (less likely)!
Passion project only. I’m not going to monetize this thing if it comes to it. I will make donation links for the people involved though if you wanna help any of us out in regards to life finances. I’m very invested in the story & characters and would like to see the world & story wrapped up properly! 🌹 Feel free to bookmark this post for updates if it ever comes down to it! 🥀
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Forte's first camping-ish trip.
Went to a drive-in movie theater that also has camp grounds for my friend's birthday.
Faye went to Maryland with my parents because I wasn't sure how he'd do in general and I wasn't confident they'd be able to sleep calmly in a tent together. Also it was going to rain at least part of the time and Faye has developed a fear of storms so potentially making her ride one out in a tent felt unfair.
Since it is pet dog friendly I decided to bring Forte off duty so I could assess how he would handle things on his own terms. And also because the risk of my being triggered in this situation were low.
While it did indeed rain throughout pretty much the whole of the first movie Forte was really well behaved. He didn't mind the rain or seemed bothered by it all. He didn't react to the numerous dogs that barked at him, even the beagle who bayed at him several times. He completely ignored the popcorn and other spilled snacks, even when someone knocked their bucket over right next to him. And he was thrilled to love on the people in our group as well as politely but happily greet strangers when given permission.
Unfortunately he really struggled to relax in the tent. He pretty much stayed snuggled up next to me. But he grumbled at every little noise all night long so neither of us slept much. It's completely understandable for him to be on alert his first time in a tent in a field that backs up to the woods. But also I had hoped he'd be tired enough from the new experience of the drive in that he'd have fallen asleep during the night.
Around 5am I was getting over stimulated from his constant grumbling and being tired and uncomfortable because I forgot the padding for under the sleeping bag. To the point where I was seriously considering putting him in the car crate and leaving the trunk open just so I could catch an uninterrupted hour or two.
And then he switched himself into work mode, got up and resettled on top of me, let out a big sigh, and stayed quiet. I slept until almost 8, which was much needed.
This morning I let him zoom around a little, with a leash on, while we packed up. He does know what Too Far means and used it to figure what the perimeter was and was really good about sticking to it.
Overall I think he did well for his first time. But we definitely need to work on one night tent trips to get him more comfortable before trying to add days or Faye into the mix.
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im in my apartment tonight peeling the ends of my asparagus while i prep the oven for a bake. i don't mind the texture of it, the toughness or the stringiness of it, but -- i miss my dad. he hates the fibrous bits! and he assumes that i do as well. whenever we'd have asparagus he'd painstakingly peel the whole bunch, no complaints. when i'd sous-chef for him, i'd be relegated to chopping-and-peeling duty. i'd take one look at the washed-and-strained bunch and i'd sigh. really? all of these? and he'd roll his eyes and respond with, do you want dinner soon, or not? i'd grumble and groan, i'd play the role, but the peeler would already be in my hand. once the batch had been roasted and served on the dinner table and we've taken a portion each, he'd ask, doesn't it taste better this way? and i'd chew on a stem and i'd chew on my answer and i'd nod in agreement. and yeah, it tastes great, but it didn't really bother me that much in the first place, is the thing.
anyways. i'm alone in my apartment tonight, and i've got a bunch of asparagus in front of me, washed-and-strained-and-peeled.
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