#im giving myself CAVITIES

[stiffyck]

I've been bothering people with this in dms so much but that's not enough so I'm sharing my insanity here.

Scar who doesn't need physical touch. He's not exactly touch averse (tho you could see it that way), he just. Doesn't need the affection. He likes the occasional hand holding or a quick hug, but he also likes his personal space and freedom. Hugs and cuddles are too warm and too stifling and he needs his freedom for movement.

He's not sad about this. It's not anything tragic or awful. He likes the idea of cuddling and he loves seeing other people hug and cuddle. It's just not for him.

He also doesn't understand touch starvation. He's never experienced it and probably never will.

In 3rd life, in the desert. Grian noticing scar taking a step back when someone is standing too close, shying away from physical contact and never being the one to initiate it. He stops trying to touch scar, only when it's necessary.

He notices how much more comfortable scar looks after he stops giving him so much physical affection. But... this leads to grian maybe becoming a bit touch starved.

Grian telling scar in the desert he feels a bit touch starved and scar asking him what it means. Grian explains.

After that, grian notices scar holds his hands much more often. It's not much but it means the world to him.

Hermitshipping under the cut

Also. Comedic potential.

Let's take redscape for example (or scarian. Works both ways. Just imagine whichever ship you prefer sjcjdksk). Scar and mumbo start dating. But since scar can't really provide all the physical affection mumbo needs, he goes to grian. Mumbo gets cuddles and hugs from his best friend and he gets hand holding and occasional short kisses from his partner. It works for them.

Now imagine tho. The hermits thinking it's mumbo and grian who are dating. They will often see mumbo and grian cuddle or hug or hold hands. A lot of the times scar is even with them, but keeps distance a bit.

Sometimes scar holds mumbos hand, but that's about it.

It's actually scar and mumbo who are dating but they don't know that.

Or

The mumscarian option where they are all dating. Grian and mumbo get the affection they need from each other and scar is happy to just be with them.

Sometimes, when sleeping on the same bed, grian and mumbo will cuddle while Scar just holds one of their hands. Or not even the whole hand, just have their pinkies interwined.

Also scar definitely has a ton of plushies to hug close at night

#stiff talk #gtws #this is literally me djcjdkk #im happy with the minimal touch i get and long hugs or cuddles are not my thing sjgjrjcks #and like im not sad about it. i dont need the contact. #to others this would probably look like i should he touch starved but i genuinely never experienced that djvkdkzmq #so this whole thing with scar not needing as much physical affection is such a weird comfort. even tho i dont need the comfort #its just a very specific fluff thing for me i guess sjvkrkckskf #hermitshipping #grian #mumbo #this is so sweet im giving myself cavities actually #idk if this looks like fluff to anyone else but its fluff for me #self indulgent fluff basically #mumscarian #desert duo #idk man these tags are getting out of control djvkdkskc #no touchy touchy scar

[autisticlancemcclain]

I’ll Go Get A Ring (Let The Choir Bells Sing)

Keith/Lance (Voltron), Fluff, Marriage, Getting Together, 4.6k Words

Summary: After Keith proposes to Lance out of nowhere, they get hitched. It’s a bit of a mess, but it is adorable.

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Lance can’t really say he’s expecting Keith’s visit, but he also won’t lie and say he’s surprised. When Keith briefly knocks on his door just before midnight, after leaving this afternoon to “run a quick errand in Black, don’t wait up,” Lance doesn’t even get up to let him in — Keith’s handprint has been keyed into the door for so long that Lance has forgotten a time when it wasn’t. The knock is more of a greeting than a request for entry.

He doesn’t even get up as Keith takes three quick strides to where Lance is laying on his bed, he only shoves a bookmark in his novel and has just enough time to set it on his dresser before Keith flops on top of him, resting his chin on folded hands and staring at Lance’s freshly washed face.

“Hey,” Lance greets with a grin, brushing Keith’s bangs off his forehead.

Keith grins back at him, leaning into the touch. “Hey, Lance,” he says softly. Lance feels the rumble of Keith’s low voice vibrate through his chest. It makes him feel settled, calm. Cared for.

“Where’d you go?” Lance asks after a couple minutes of just enjoying the feeling of Keith’s weight on his body. It’s better than any weighted blanket, and Keith knows it.

God, Lance loves this man.

“Olkarion.”

“Mm. How come?”

Keith closes his eyes as Lance continues to card gentle fingers through his hair. It’s not a mullet, anymore — it’s too long for that. Keith hasn’t cut it since they came to space. The long braid it’s usually in won’t stop Lance’s teasing, though — he’d call Keith ‘Mullet’ if the man was bald. You don’t get to bury that hairstyle in the past.

“Just double checking something,” Keith says carefully. “D’you know Olkarion marriage certificates are recognised on almost every single known planet in the universe?”

Lance’s freezes briefly, but continues his steady motions through Keith’s hair.

Not surprised, but not expecting it.

It’s silent for a few moments. Not an uncomfortable silence, not even a hesitant one. Keith doesn’t look nervous or afraid. The only way he’s looking at Lance is lovingly. Reverently. Lance feels a lump in his throat.

“I’m not easy,” Lance warns eventually, voice shaking. “I need a lot of attention. There are days where I can’t get out of bed. I flail around in my sleep. I’m whiny, I don’t eat many different foods, and I don’t always liked to be touched. I’m a handful.”

Keith turns his head the next time Lance brings his hand back to brush through his bangs, pressing a gentle kiss to the palm.

“You think I don’t know all that already? Lance,” he leans his head into Lance’s cupped hand, and Lance strokes a soft thumb over his cheekbone. “I don’t need you to be easy. Or palatable, or healthy, or pretty — although you are — or normal. I just need you. I love you, sweetheart. I’m in love with you. I don’t want to be anything else.”

Lance can’t stop the tears clouding his eyes, and wouldn’t if he could, anyway. Keith has known him at his lowest, and loved him then. There’s no reason to hide.

“Besides, I’m not perfect either,” Keith adds. “I get angry too easily. I say mean things just to hurt people sometimes, even though I always regret it. I have a ridiculously minuscule amount of impulse control. I forget important dates and anniversaries — you’ll probably have to remind me every year, several times. I regularly forget to eat and shower. I’m just as much of a mess as you, nae salang. But I want you with me, Lance, always. I want us.”

“I want you too,” Lance chokes out. “All of you. Every part of you. I love you, I love you, I love you. Entirely and wholly, Keith. You’re my moon and my sun and my stars. You’re everything to me, amor. All I’ve ever wanted or needed.”

Keith plants his hands on either sides of Lance’s torso, heaving himself up. He hovers on top of Lance, grinning widely, and Lance giggles through his tears, because the position is just so ridiculous.

“There’s that smile,” Keith whispers, before he leans down and presses the world’s gentlest kiss to Lance’s lips.

Seriously. You’d think he’s made of porcelain, or something.

Lance wraps his arms around Keith’s neck and yanks him down, kissing him harder. Keith loses his balance, and collapses on top of him, making them both laugh. The kiss is messy, wet because Lance was just crying everywhere, and their teeth clank together every time they giggle, which is frequently.

But it’s the best kiss Lance has ever had, because it’s his first kiss with Keith, so it’s perfect.

Keith pulls away to press kisses all over Lance’s face; his eyebrows, his forehead, his cheekbones, his nose, his chin. He presses kisses to the side of Lance’s head, his neck, his collarbone — anywhere he can reach. He makes his way over to Lance’s left ear, pressing a kiss right under it before biting the lobe playfully.

“So is that a yes?” he asks.

Lance snorts, flicking him on the temple. Keith pouts, but allows it.

“Of course it’s a yes, you doofus. I said so yesterday, didn’t I?”

“Just checkin’,” Keith confirms, before pressing one last kiss to Lance’s cheek and sitting up. “Okay, you ready to go?”

Lance raises an eyebrow, although he's one hundred percent certain that he’ll follow Keith wherever he goes.

“Keith, it’s, like, one in the morning. My hair isn’t straightened and I’m wearing pajamas —”

“You look beautiful,” Keith insists, and Lance knows he means it. “Besides, I double-checked. There are, like, three hundred marriage offices on Olkarion, and at least half of them are open 24/7. Plus, we need to get rings on the way.”

Lance raises his eyebrow even higher, smirking. “I thought I said you had to get a ring before you asked again,” he teases.

Keith huffs, but he’s grinning. “Yeah, I know, but I figured you might want to pick them. I know you have a very particular taste in jewellery, and I didn’t want to accidentally pick something that might have a weird feeling or something.”

Lance’s teasing expression drops into something like shock, although he knows he shouldn’t be surprised by Keith’s thoughtfulness. As impulsive as he tends to be, he genuinely has everyone’s best interests at heart, and always has them ahead of his own. Lance can feel his chin start to tremble. Again.

God, this man is literally everything he’s ever wanted. Lance would wonder if Keith’s even real, but he knows he couldn’t come up with Keith no matter how hard he tried. It regularly blows his mind that even something so mighty as the universe was able to make someone who just… clicks with him, as well as he does. Lance can’t imagine what they’d be if not together.

“I love you,” Lance says again. “So much.”

Keith leans down and kisses him again, so softly, before pulling them both up from the bed and to Black’s hangar.

Once they’re settled in the cockpit (Lance in Keith’s lap, which would give Shiro, Allura, and Coran a hernia if they found out. They’re sticklers for safety, and this is not a safe position. It is fun, though. Also kind of sexy), Keith starts outlining his thoughts and plans to Lance.

“So, obviously, our final stop is Olkarion to get hitched. But we have to stop somewhere to get rings. There are a couple shops on Olkarion, but you deserve the best, so that’s not an option,” Keith says matter-of-factly, and Lance hides a smile.

“So what’s the plan, then, fearless leader?”

It’s Keith turn to smile, like he always does when Lance calls him that. Lance loves that particular smile, and so he says it as often as possible, no matter how much Pidge gags about it (which is an added bonus, honestly).

“You remember that time you got that weird Altean disease that made you break out in mumps and you were so embarrassed that you wouldn’t leave your room unless everyone left the castle first?”

Lance scowls at the memory, but nods. That stupid disease sucked. It was the worst. Call him a drama queen, but he thinks he was justified. He had a giant mump on his face, people. His gorgeous, beautiful face. Obviously he had to prevent people from seeing that.

“Well, on one of the times we were out of the castle I was screwing around in space, and I came across this planet, right? And I swear to God it was just like Niðavellir.” At Lance questioning glance, Keith hurries to explain the reference, cheeks a little pink. “The, uh, Dwarf realm. In Norse myth.”

Lance’s grin grows, and he can’t help a teasing comment: “Geek.”

Keith’s scowls, and his cheeks redden further, which is adorable. He flicks Lance’s nose and continues.

“Anyway. I ended up asking them if they wanted to join the Coalition, and they were pretty chill about it. One dude also said he’d trade me a favour if I let him check out my knife, and I figured that was a pretty good deal, so I agreed.”

Lance is a little surprised that Keith let some stranger touch his beloved knife, but then he remembers how often Keith geeks out to him about Magnus Chase and Percy Jackson and all that myth stuff, and the surprise fades.

Man, he really landed the cutest fiancé (soon to be husband!) in the universe. God.

“So, here’s the thing — they can make anything. Literally anything. And their planet is chock full of precious metals and jewels and stuff. They’re also inhumanly fast. Well, obviously, because they’re not human, but you get the idea. Also, they don’t really sleep? Olso said he only sleeps every few centuries, and he had a nap last century, so we should be good to trade that favour now, if you want. This way your ring can be anything you want, and I can match.”

Keith is looking at him so hopefully, and Lance all can hear is the blood rushing in his ears. He knows he says it all the time, but Keith is literally his favourite person. This is, no word of a lie, the sweetest, most thoughtful, kindest, most loving thing anyone has done for him. Ever.

He leans up, cupping Keith’s face in his hands, and kisses him soundly. For several minutes. Long enough, in fact, that Keith lets go of Black’s controls to wrap his arms around Lance’s waist and dip him, a little.

When Lance finally finds the strength to pull away slightly, a trail of saliva connecting their mouths (which, in literally any other situation, would be disgusting, but Lance is so happy right now that Keith could pour soup in his lap and his mood would be unchanged), several minutes have passed. Oops.

“I love you,” Lance repeats. He feels a bit like a broken record, but it’s the only sentiment he can think of that encompasses all he’s feeling right now.

Keith smiles. “Great!” he chirps, “I’ll message Olso quickly and then we can head over. Shouldn’t be more than a half hour ride.”

Unsurprisingly, they find a way to kill that time:

“— and it turns out Zeus had stripped Apollo of all his godly powers? Again? But this time he was pretty serious about it, and also he didn’t let Apollo stay hot —”

Lance sighs (okay, dreamily, he’ll admit it), looking up at Keith’s excited face and wildly gesturing arms. He’s about 10% focused on piloting Black (thank the universe for sentient lion autopilot) and 90% focused on meticulously detailing the entire storyline of Rick Riordan’s demigod universe. All two bazillion books — once the references started to drop, it was like the rest of them came spilling right out.

And Lance wants to hear every word of it. He’s completely enamoured with Keith — his legs are swinging and everything, like in the romcoms. He’s whipped. If he wasn’t so happy he’d be a little disgusted with himself.

Honestly, though, he’d challenge anyone to look at Keith’s passionate lecture about the demigod universe and not fall a little in love. C’mon, now. His eyes are just so bright. It’s so cute.

“— and I haven’t even covered what’s happening down in Brooklyn, seriously, if you think Apollo had it bad —”

Keith is cut off my Black’s sudden stop (which, honestly, is a little sad, but Lance reminds himself that he’s going to hear these rambles for the rest of his life and feels considerable better), and through the windshield a small, brown planet is visible.

“They live underground,” Keith explains, “‘cause there’s almost no ozone layer, and they need to breathe, so.”

“Got it.”

The land Black as close to one of the entrances to the city as they can, holding hands as they excitedly bound down the stairs to a huge metal door — it looks like the entrance to a giant safe in those old-timey cartoons.

As soon as they get close, the gears on the door start turning rapidly, and in seconds the door whips open to reveal a short, hairy alien with biceps the size of Hunk’s head.

“Keith!” greets the alien jovially. Hearing him speak is slightly disorienting, because his moustache and beard are so big that they mask any movement of his mouth.

“Hey, Olso,” Keith responds casually, but his smile gives away how excited he is. “This is my fiancé, Lance.”

The alien grins (at least Lance thinks he does — his moustache twitches upwards, like Coran’s does when he’s about to make a horribly painful dad joke that only Shiro finds in any way funny). “So this is the Lance I’ve heard so much about, eh? The one who shines brighter than any sun and whose smile brings you to levels of joy you found previously unimaginable? He’s certainly as handsome as you’ve described,” Olso says, winking at the couple.

Keith goes a bright cherry red, and Lance joins him, butterflies outdoing Simone Biles with all the flips they’re doing in his stomach.

Holy smokes. Is this how Keith talks about him to other people?

Olso laughs heartily at their faces, ushering them in. He turns around as soon as they cross the doorway, turning a giant wheel to shut the massive door. “Ah, young love,” he says with a sigh. “I remember when I first wed my partner, friends. I was just as besotted as Keith, and talked about them to anyone who would listen. They blushed just as much as you did, Lance, when they found out  —  what a lovely sight!” Olso sighs just as dreamily as Lance did earlier, which makes him smile. “I’m surprised you haven’t heard Keith talk about you already. He’d hardly spoken three words to me before he mentioned you, and then you were his favourite subject to discuss. I was overjoyed to hear he’d finally mustered the nerve to ask for your hand.”

Lance squeezes Keith’s hand, a little overwhelmed an a lot flattered. “Really?” he whispers.

Keith smiles sheepishly, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah,” he says softly. “I kind of love you, in case you didn’t notice.”

Lance snorts, and presses a quick kiss to Keith’s still red cheek. “I don’t think I could avoid noticing, dork, even if I was the densest person to ever exist. Apparently you can’t talk to someone without talking about me.”

Keith shrugs, not denying it, and Lance grins. He swings their hands back and forth as they follow Olso to his workshop.

Lance’s jaw drops as they enter, and he’s completely speechless. First of all, the whole thing is built in some sort of sapphire cave, which is probably one of the coolest, most badass and hardcore places to build a workshop. Aside from that, wonderfully beautiful and intricate pieces of artwork are strewn about the whole place. Several dozen delicate necklaces, crowns, thrones, even. It’s wild.

“Amazing, isn’t it,” Keith comments. 

Amazing does not begin to cover it.

“And everything was built in under a day,” Olso brags, which Lance feels is pretty justified. If he built even one of these things, he’d probably never shut up about it. “But Keith has told me your rings are a matter of urgency, and I owe the good man a favour, so I’ll have your rings completed in a few minutes. Do you have your designs ready?”

Keith turns to Lance, expectant. “You can design mine too, if you’d like,” he says. “You’ve got a good eye for that stuff.”

In a millisecond, Lance as transported back to his five-year-old self, small and endlessly curious on his mother’s lap.

“Why don’t you have a diamond on your ring like Eli’s mama?” he’d questioned.

She’d smiled at him, eyes far away as she ruffled his hair. As if recalling distant memories. “I asked papá to marry me. The rings with the diamonds are usually for the people who are asked, not who do the asking.”

“So why doesn’t papá have a diamond? Why doesn’t he even have a golden ring? His ring is blue!”

His mother had laughed loudly, pressing a kiss to his head.

“Yes, mijo, that is because papá is in the shop all day. If he had a ring with a diamond on it, he wouldn’t be able to wear it to work, which would make him sad. And I got him a blue ring because blue is his favourite colour,” she said simply.

Lance thinks of how he’s never, not even once, seen his parents take off their rings. How they smile every time they see them. He thinks about how often he and Keith are doing a job that is dangerous, a job where they need their hands. He thinks that he doesn’t need a giant diamond to know how much Keith loves him.

“Just two gold bands,” he says softly.

Keith smiles at him, just as soft, not doubting his decision for a second.

“Coming right up,” Olso says quietly, sensing the mood in the room.

As promised, a few minutes later, Olso has finished the rings. He gives both to Lance, who cradles them gently in one hand (he has to keep one hand free to hold onto Keith, obviously).

“They feel okay?” Keith asks, and Lance nods, too emotional to say anything.

“Thank you, Olso,” Keith says for them. “We’d stay longer, but…”

“I believe you have a wedding to attend,” Olso finishes, eyes twinkling. “I’ll let you fellows out.”

Lance lets Keith guide him out, unable to stop himself from stroking the rings continuously. He hasn’t even put his on yet, but he already loves it. A physical symbol of their love.

Once they’re back in Black, Keith wraps his solid arms around him, holding Lance tightly. Lance buries his face in Keith’s neck, taking a moment. As happy as he is, he’s a little overwhelmed, and he’s grateful Keith knows him well enough to give him a break.

Lance pulls away after several minutes, pressing a lingering kiss to Keith’s jaw. “Thank you,” he whispers.

Keith shakes his head, grabbing both of Lance’s hands and squeezing. “Don’t thank me for being decent, baby. You deserve the world.”

Lance squeezes Keith’s hands, smiles at him, and tugs him towards the piloting chair.

“I dunno about you, but I’m kind of ready to be your husband,” Lance says, changing the subject with absolutely zero subtlety.

Keith laughs, head thrown back. “Yeah, me too,” he says, sitting down and pulling Lance back into his lap. “Let’s go tie the knot.”

By the time they get to Olkarion (it took… longer than it should have. But Lance is a little engagement-giddy, and he has spent the last who-knows-how-many-hours on Keith’s lap, so sue him for getting a little handsy), it must be something like 4:30 in the morning, and both of their lips are kiss-swollen and red. Lance’s hair is a curly mess, and Keith’s hair has been tugged on so many times his scalp has to hurt.

It’s perfect.

They stumble into the first marriage office they see, so giggly they almost look drunk. Luckily, the officiant appears to be amused, congratulating them on their engagement before having them sign their papers.

Keith signs first, and Lance slides into the bench next to him, not even hesitating before signing his name as ‘Leandro Agustín Nuñez Carmen Esposita-Kogane’. Keith sucks in a sharp breath, looking at Lance with carefully guarded eyes.

“‘Kogane’?” he asks, hushed. “You sure?”

Lance smiles at his (basically, at this point, c’mon) husband, soft and loving. “When I left Earth, there were something like 76 McClains,” he starts. “When we get back, there’ll be at least eight more. I want to be a Kogane, my love. I want to carry on your family’s name every time I introduce myself. Someday, I want to tell our children about their grandfather, whose name they share, and about his heroic deeds on Earth and in raising a wonderful, feral, half-alien desert menace.” Keith chuckles, tears streaming down his face. Lance brushes them away, pressing his love through their skin. “Plus,” Lance adds with a wink, “I think Lance Kogane sounds pretty cool. All menacing and stuff. Mr. and Mr. Kogane, the butt-kicking ninja leaders of Voltron! Watch out! Pew pew pew!”

As he hoped, this makes Keith laugh, tears fading away. Lance finishes his signature with a heart (because he’s sappy and he can), and the officiant beckons them to an altar.

“Do you have personal vows, or would you prefer to repeat the standard words we have prepared?”

“I have my own vows,” Keith says confidently. Lance agrees. He has nothing prepared, but he doesn’t need any. He knows how he feels about Keith. He’ll never need to practice telling people about how much he loves his husband.

“Lance,” Keith starts, holding their hands together and beaming at him. “You’re my everything. You’re my control, you’re my calm, you’re my excitement. You’re everything I look forward to see in the morning and everything I’m grateful to have seen at night. I told you before, sweetheart, and I’ll tell you until I die and even after: you light up my life, baby. Everything you are makes me better.”

Lance doesn’t even pretend the words don’t make him bawl like a baby. Keith is smiling so hard his eyes are crinkling, which always makes Lance feel all crackly and delighted.

“I lo—” Lance sniffles, interrupting himself, trying to get the tears under control. He fans his face, breathing deeply. “Okay. Whew. Okay. I’m good.” Keith looks so encouraging, and Lord above, Lance loves this man.

“You are everything I’ve ever wanted,” Lance confesses. “I’ve read books, I’ve seen movies, I’ve heard my sisters talk about boys since I was a kid. I have pretty high standards, you know.”

Keith snorts, tightening his grip. “Am I getting replaced by a Jane Austen character?” he teases.

“That’s the thing! You’ve completely redefined love for me. I dunno if you remember, but I was telling you about an episode of a romance-drama I love — I quoted one of the romantic lines in the series: ‘You’re the bane of my existence and the object of my every desire’. I was all swoony about it. But you scoffed, rolled your eyes. You looked me in the face and said to me, completely seriously: ‘Anyone who genuinely believes you’re the bane of their existence doesn’t deserve you. You’re too good for someone who doesn’t love your whole self’. And it was a throwaway comment, for you, you barely even blinked but — that’s when I knew, Keith. That’s when I knew I loved you with my heart and soul and mind and I will love you for as long as my soul exists. You are my universe, my love, and I can’t wait to hold you for the rest of our days and beyond.”

Lance is no longer the only one bawling. Even the officiant is a little teary. He has them repeat a few more sentences as they put their rings on each other, and just like that, they’re married. Wed! Keith doesn’t hesitate even a second before pulling Lance into a searing kiss, dipping him down and licking into his mouth. The officiant clears his throat and Keith pulls him back up, smirking.

“Hey, husband.”

“Hello yourself, husband.”

They stand there, grinning like fools, until the officiant hands them two copies of their wedding certificate and shoos them away. They sprint out of the office, laughing the whole way, until Keith makes a sudden stop and Lance almost gets his arm pulled out of his socket.

“What?“ he asks, peering over his husband’s (!!!) shoulder. He sees a little booth with a red curtain covering the entrance, and he immediately picks up Keith’s train of thought. The crowd into the tiny photobooth — it’s not really made for two people, they have to squish right together — and feed the little machine as many GAC as it will take.

They take dozens of photos, some grinning and goofy, some silly poses, and several genuine photos where they’re smiling softly at each other. Lance’s favourite is the one where he told a dorky little joke that he doesn’t even remember and Keith’s whole face his scrunched in laughter, leaning on Lance, as Lance stares at him in what almost looks like awe.

Once they’re out of GAC, with pockets so full of pictures they’re bulging, they meander back to wear Black is parked, stopping every three seconds to kiss or laugh or dance or just beam at each other. There’s always been something magic about staying up late with someone you love, but tonight it’s magnified by maybe a million, and Lance never wants the night to end.

Eventually, though, they start to tire themselves out, and by the time they make it into the cockpit they can barely keep their eyes open. They set the course for the castle, heads pressed together and fingers intertwined. Lance can’t stop smiling at their rings.

They stumble back into the castle, giggling and whispering through the halls like they’re teenagers at a sleepover rather than two grown adults, shushing each other when they laugh loudly enough that they might wake the rest of the team.

The crash into Lance’s bed, giddy and possibly a little drunk on love.

“We’re married,” Lance whispers, awed, holding his hand up to admire the ring. “We’re husbands.”

“We are,” Keith agrees, just as soft and reverent. He has a heavy arm around Lance’s waist, legs tangled together, lips pressing constant kisses to the back of Lance’s neck. Lance squirms around, shifting so he’s facing Keith. His husband.

“I love you,” he says seriously. “And I’m glad you asked me to marry you, even if it was a little out of nowhere and you forgot to date me first.”

Keith huffs, but there’s no bite to it. He presses his lips to Lance’s forehead, tightening his arms.

“It wasn’t that impulsive,” he mumbles. “I’d been thinking about it for days.”

“And the dating part?”

“…Yeah, okay, I forgot that one. I just… I love you, y’know? Dating is to get to know someone, to fall in love with them. I’ve been falling in love for you since you flew us through a wormhole. I just didn’t realise.”

“Fair,” Lance breathes, eyes drifting shut. They really kind of have been dating, even if they weren’t official about it. He goes to Keith for everything — every thought, every worry, every idea. Keith is his person. He can’t remember the last time he went a day without talking to Keith at least once. Hell, he can’t remember the last time he slept by himself.

“I love you,” Keith whispers, half asleep.

“Love you too,” Lance responds, and he’s smiling as sleep overcomes him.

After all — tomorrow, he’ll wake up to his husband. And if that isn’t a great reason to sleep, well. He doesn’t know what is.

part one

#THE SAPPIEST THING I HAVE EVER WRITTEN #i know i say that a lot but i truly outdid myself holy shit #vld #voltron #lance #lance mcclain #keith #keith kogane #klance #married klance #getting married #getting together #hehe #love confessions #sap #fluff #schmoop #holy shit this will give u cavities #also!! this has no swearing in it im in awe of myself #my writing #fic #longpost

[written-constellationss]

Honestly have not been doing well this week, which is why I haven't gotten to writing part three even though I know I promised to, but I'm putting myself first and doing something else while I try to feel better and get back into the groove, my inbox and requests are open and I'm willing to contribute to ideas for winged!sinner ready but I physically and mentally cannot write a full or half length fic currently, please be patient with me and thank you<3

#figured i would need to give an update since its been a few days #like rhis werk has not been good #i got a cavity filled yesterday and it still hurts😭 #im genuinely sorry i just mentally cannot write a fic this week😭😭 #PLEASE INTERACT THOUGH I NEED TO DISTRACT MYSELF and yknow interact with you guys more :') #ash types #winged sinner!reader

[shuahaes]

baking w/ the hip-hop unit!

svt hhu x reader; established relationship; all fluff, sfw

HHU | VCU | PFU

warning: only food mentions, otherwise its all just fluff + unhinged wonwoo in his part !! not proofread btw !!

CHOI SEUNGCHEOL (S.COUPS)

hes so excited to bake a cake w his baby 🥺

but this man gets so pouty so easily

he'd prob drop an egg and get pouty or accidentally spill flour on the counter

but he'd try his best to be helpful yk

trying to follow the recipe as best he can

and if u even SIGH out of slight annoyance while trying to mix the batter

he WILL be taking the beater from u and doing it for u

would also do his best to give u a massage afterwards

he says he'll take them out of the oven for u bc he doesnt want u to feel the heat from it so he does it (while wearing mitts ofc)

and then he gets pouty bc its too hot

even tho he wanted to do it 💀

definitely pouty if the cake was deformed

would def help u clean up the mess

CUDDLES AFTER 🥺

JEON WONWOO

i am a firm believer of unhinged wonwoo with his s/o

like yes he'd follow the recipe

but what if he's in a silly goofy mood

would probably say he's an expert baker because he played cooking mama every day for two weeks 💀

prob says "f**k the recipe, i'll bake like cooking mama"

but still follows the recipe bc of you

maybe heart shaped cookies (like that one picture)*

gives u a kiss after bc the cookies were so good

KIM MINGYU

this man is a klutz but also an amazing chef??

most definitely the best baker in hhu

but not without almost breaking your stand mixer

or getting batter all over the counter and some splattering on the walls 😔

cracked an egg but when he went to put the yolk in another bowl for the recipe, it exploded

dw though, your desserts turned out fine

he was pouty abt the stand mixer almost breaking (BUT ITS FINE)

but thats nothing cuddles cant solve, isn't it?

CHWE HANSOL (VERNON)

its vernon.

there is a very low chance that the dessert will end up edible

why?

because he will most definitely forget to read the recipe measurements and it might end up so sweet that it'll give you a cavity within the first bite

or it could end up as him putting too much salt instead of sugar

reason being, the poor boy couldnt tell the difference bc he missed the jars labels 😭

it may not end up edible

but its the thought that counts, right?

at least he helped his beautiful s/o 🤩

A/N - FINALY DID THE HHU VER!! omg posting this in the daytime instead of the dead of night? im so proud of myself 🤭 a huge thank u to @kwantaro mahi <3 for helping me come with a few of the hcs, so ty mahi !!

*this photo of wonwoo that i was talking about

#amelia.writes #seventeen #svt #seventeen headcanons #seventeen fluff #seventeen x reader #svt fluff #s.coups #choi seungcheol #seungcheol x reader #seungcheol fluff #scoups fluff #scoups x reader #wonwoo #wonwoo fluff #wonwoo x reader #wonwoo imagines #jeon wonwoo #kim mingyu #mingyu fluff #mingyu x reader #mingyu imagines #vernon #hansol vernon chwe #chwe hansol x reader #chwe vernon #vernon chwe x reader #vernon fluff #vernon x reader #hansol x reader

[ominousmotion]

Thank you for the tag @sparkly-skies 💕

9 people you’d like to get to know better!

3 Ships: Ghost x soap in call of duty all 6 of the blind channel guys polyamory and you know what fuck it more cod shit (and polyamory) task force 141 all those boys need a fucking hug especially soap rip

First Ship: i basically only read x oc fan fic untill a couple of years ago but if i had to guess it was probably rose and the tenth doctor

Last Song: Undertow by archetypes collide absolutely fell in love with them after seeing them with wcar and allegedly became their #3 listener in the world after a month of listening so yeah there very good and the guys are very nice and funny

Last film: I think it was into the spiderverse cuz the new one is on Netflix now so i was catching up and never actually ended up watching the new one

Currently reading: fan fic always but specifically call of duty fanfic truly everytime i try to consistently stuff in other fandoms i keep coming back to cod especially with how mw3 ended i need fix it fics

Currently watching: at this point if im watching tv just assume its critical role related so ive been keeping up with their 3 campaign and i started watching candela obscura the circle of needle and threat also by critical role its quite good

Currently consuming: fucking haribo (i fully typed put hasbro and to google the actual name 😅) gummy brears they are the shit like ive been buying a pack once a week which is very bad for my cavity but they are so good

Currently craving: a huge but like the kind of hugs that olli gives where its soft warm and firm and makes you feel comforted and like surrounded and like you want to ask to be squeezed bc you just kown it would like totally reset your sympathetic nervous system and you can just relax into it and feel safe an warm

Im tagging: @jupiter-balls @askeataiho @there-is-just-me-myself-and-i @man-made-misery @because-its-eurovision @concretenoah @deathblacksmoke @transmutethegold

if youve done this or just dont want to do it feel free to ignore me 💕

#that last question really turned into hmm let me discribe my perfect hug #tag games #i had a thing for hot military men for a long time and then i dated them so now i have a thing for hot fictional military men

[samithemunchkin]

Theyre so soft im giving myself cavities

#ghost/soap #simon ghost riley #johnny soap mactavish #cod mw2 #sami teh munchkin attempts to draw

[weabooweedwitch]

I mean I guess from my perspective I've already explained myself pretty well, but I've had so many conversations with so many different people at this point that maybe some of it is blurring together. We ARE discussing the possibility of personality disorders that somewhat warp my perception of the truth and as I've said, I've pretty much lost the ability to empathize wirh her at all because, again, I'm constantly expected to put myself on the line for her bssicslly by obligation but when I need some emotional understanding or support, well, I get talked over, I get invalidated, I get mocked.

Oh text Miranda from across the house for a glass of water because you have a headache and emotionally badger her until she does it, but when she's so congested she can barely eat or breathe, let the litterbox literally start molding waiting for her to recover because 'I just don't like how it smells'. Oh, your super depressed daughter who's been physically abused by the husband you barely knew before getting married to is depressed and isn't going to school/doesn't have a job? Better make sure that any time you ask her for anything, if she doesn't feel like it, shove down her throat that she sits at home all day anyways while you're at work, but don't worry, when your daughter is the one working manual labor jobs and you're unemployed sitting on the couch all day, you'll just use AGE as an excuse and still badger and insult her when she's too sore to get out of bed! When I was A CHILD literally falling apart from clear mental illness and literal actual disability, I'm told I need to exercise more, im told "oh you're like a self fulfilling prophecy, it's like you WANT to be this way, it's like you give up and MAKE bad things happen to you" but when she wastes DECADES going to doctors trying to investigate issues that are just symptoms of things she already diagnosed with I'm just the absolute fucking devil for implying the reason why her body aches is because she's been overweight and physically sedentary fir big portions of her life and she barely gets any vitamin D let alone exercise

Oh, I need to apply myself more, oh, I need to have more confidence in myself, oh I need to buy things for myself if I want them, but then I start buying things for my hair and my skin and makeup because I like those things and there are also problems I am legitimately trying to fix and then it's "oh you're overdoing it, oh you're wasting money, oh you're making it worse, oh are you even researching any of this" when she's the one telling me stupid bullshit like "when you shave it grows back thicker, I had a friend in my younger days that was a dermatologist and that was what she said" 🙄

All the times she lost jobs because she just kept oversleeping and oversleeping or quit just because she lost her temper and suddenly we're on foodstamps and going to pantries again. Having to get cars every few years because she treats them poorly and they keep breaking down and then she has to take out loans or make payments to get another shitty car and then she'll forget about older payments until they're being sent to collections and they're coming after her (she literally doesn't answer her phone unless she's expecting a call because she's gotten collections calls for YEARS) and now there's stuff on my credit report because she put shit in my name and forgot about them

I literally keep turning around and there are LISTS of mistakes she had made that have significant and often financial consequences and she does them over and over and over! There were times she was taking out loans to try and get degrees and literally finished none of them. Cosmetology school, TWICE. A community college for idk a computer degree or something, never finished. Something for university of Phoenix, never finished

My public school education was DESTROYED by the constant moving. I had problems brushing my teeth as a kid ao she LIED TO ME and said I had cavities and never told me the truth until YEARS later and by that point I had stopped brushing my teeth BECAUSE OF HER LIE because it made me more depressed and told me everything was pointless.

I guess I'm just a shitty person and I'll never change, idk, I dunno what im supposed to do to fix things. I think I'm beginning to realize I'm just a shitty person who was born wrong and maybe its time I stop burning myself out for everyone else when i still have to fix my ken problems, or, something. I get talked over and invalidated at home, in the past at school, and now as an adult it's at work. It's draining. If no one wants to listen to me then I'll just keep being bitter and shitty on my own terms and just marinate innit until I finally get the stones to take some sort of action, whatever that may be, positive, negative, hopefully a positive change obviously but you never know

I'm so exhausted at this point that sometimes it really is just "shrug shrug guess I don't care anymore". It's not like I want to be this way. I'm trying. To be better. I'm trying to be perfect. And it's just never going to happen.

[jillxddddd]

ME AND MYSELF

First of all i would like to introduce myself. Hi guys, my name is Jillian T. Matias, 17 years old, Born on July 05,2006, I lived in Talon-talon Morning Breeze Zamboanga City, Philippines. In our family of 6 including my mother and father im the oldest or what we can say 1st/first born. So to start, i would like to share to you what are my 3 favorite things to do. Number 1 is Eating, i love eating so much especially sweets that's why i have so many cavities haha. Number 2 Sleeping, i love to sleep also because that's the only way i can get away with my stresses, there are time that i overslep for 10hrs isn't it cool? haha joke aside. And the last one is Playing basketball, i remember when i was at the age of 10 or 11 I guess? haha it was a very long time ago but to continue, me and my uncle used to watch NBA at first i don't want to watch but by the time i was idolize with Stephen Curry becau of his amazing 3 point shots that's where all it started. I learn and stop but when im i got in this school (SCC) there's an opportunity waiting for me and im gladly risk it all because it was one of my passion in life too, to play and compete with other schools. I forgot to mention here that my nick name is "rai" only my family and close friends call me that name. Moving forward. It's me who's very lazy at all but wanted a good future and want to repay my parents sacrifices even though they don't have trust in me because im always been disappointment all this past few years. But despite of all that it made me realize and became my inspiration in life. You know why it became my inspiration? because they see me as disappoinment and through all of that there's a word that comes to my mind "prove them wrong" but before this words i am hurt through there hurtful words and that's the reason why.

Myself has gone so far, im just so glad that i didn't give up in any attempts on finishing my life. There are so bad many thoughs coming through my mind and im thankful that God our heavenly father always guiding me. Well i can say it's really hard to live when you're the eldest, you have to be brave as much as you could. right now im experiencing the word "blame" which is they does to me all the time. In this story i don't want share to you that im the victim here because i have some faults to, I just want them to realize that it's not because im the eldest im responsible for my siblings who's a year older than me. She can be the eldest too when im not around right? not just they are blaming me at everything because im not in our house always. Myself just wanted to be understand. Me, I don't usually share my problems i just don't know why, maybe i did get used to it facing my own problems, But aside of being problematic person i am a joyful when it comes to my friends, They bring joy to me thankful to have a friends like them because when im with my friends it feels like im free. They now me so well, im so glad that I've met them. Atleast they made me realize that life is not about just problems too, it's about fun things that you can do, as what they have said enjoy and cherish every moment of you because life is too short and yeah they are right about that. I'm not good everything, but im glad that im always trying my best. thankful to god that he always guide me through all my decisions in life. I am soft hearted, I don't want anyone shouting at me. I cry to my mother when i can't find my things i know it's too childish but that's i am haha. As what I've said i am strong but there's another side of me is soft not all the time i can deal with all of my problems and my solution for it is just i talk to god and cry. A lot of you dont see me like this because im always being crazy out there and I agree. I think i might end here, thank you for listening about my self god bless y'all

#ysas things

[scythepalace]

I know I am going through it when I start listening to classical music. I feel as if the more I try to crawl out of the hole I am in it forcefully gets deeper. I literally feel like this picture from the undercover 06 collection... trapped, suffocated, blank, just overall fucking numb. I love that when I have the epiphany that being optimistic isnt a bad thing, it becomes more challenging to be optimistic... I literally adore that for me!!!!!!!!!! Sometimes I do wish life wasn't as hard as it is. I dont think it makes me weak, just my natural reaction of an onslaught of nonstop ordeals making me think about a less complex life. I think about the days during quarantine, which were definitely bitter sweet, but damn were those sweet moments cavity giving. I wish the world could just stop like that again, but I doubt it ever will. I was talking to one of my friends, and they said how they have been lost since they were 12 and I was "lucky that I had something figured out." which from face value and by dictionary definition, I DO! but it still somehow feels like I am missing something. I dont know, it's almost like maybe the thing I am reaching for isnt what I actually need? Maybe I don't need a family, maybe I am telling myself these things. or am I just feeling doubtful at the moment? Sometimes it's hard to tell the difference between the two. I really admire people who keep themselves together.. cause fuck life can be intoxicating, it can be hell, this is what adults talk about when I was younger.. it is now my reality, and not just filler conversation in the background while im running around the field, imaging whole scenarios, thinking about how I have P.E the next day. It is now what I have to live, my every day I sink deeper, and deeper into this thing called life, and I am just hoping I don't drown. I honestly have to survive for this next month and a half... If I can do that, well then shit I might actually amount to something, because I could IMAGINE anything more difficult than these last two months. I applaud myself for surviving this long, but hell is it getting exhausting. being vulnerable and honest with myself, I feel myself cracking more and more every day, and I dont think anyone around me notices, or even cares to notice because they need me for their problems. I feel like I am a life force for the people around me, not being acknowledged for the hardships ive been dealing with, maybe I should applaud myself for making this shit look too easy... or maybe I should distance myself from everyone until I am looked at as an actual human that is trying to survive. thankfully I got something from my job today so I can have some type of breakfast tomorrow morning. I literally had my first bite to eat today at 3:30pm, and boy did that shit feel horrible. I cant really help it though, I dont like eating at peoples houses when I don't live there, it feels like I am taking, rather than it just me fulfilling my human needs. I also have to get rid of my cat more than likely... he has no where to go and it pains me to have to give him to another family.. I would love to avoid it but I have no choice. Hopefully the next family doesn't fail him like I did. I promise there is an ongoing pattern of just not being enough that I seem to encounter. like damn I cant even be enough to keep a damn feline! I feel like shit about that and it slowly starts to eat away at my mental conscious. I am trying my best to keep my integrity. I cant fold, I literally can NOT! if I lose my integrity I will literally have nothing to my name... at that point I would just want to end this shit. Which is such a painful thought, feeling like the only thing left of me is integrity... no cat, no car, fuck not even this job I hate working at, just integrity.... but hey if its kept me alive for this long maybe it means something more than it does just looking at it from face value. I hope to find peace of mind sometime next week, if I have to get rid of my cat..... I hope to find peace of mind within the next 6 months hahahahahaha #iwantokillmyself

Tuesday May 16th, 2023

#blogger #life blogging #food for thought #just my thoughts #fypage #foryoupage #explore

[marztheincredible]

Question

One I’m surprised I haven’t actually asked yet.

But what physical differences are there between a Witch and a Human?

It’d be interesting to see your thought process behind this or what kinda head canons you have since I have seen a few that I myself have nodded along to like witches being able to purr or the ear twitching thing

👀👀👀👀 OH HOHOHOHO You’ve asked the right person because im obsessed with this topic/question.

You’ve probably read my other fic “Not Human (Or Anything Remotely Similar)” which l dive into this question a little bit!

Ramble on Witch Anatomy INCOMING!

Let’s start outwardly. First off Fangs and their significance to social cues between the Witches of the BI. Witches have a set of impressive fangs that are used to express themselves quite well. Baring or smiling with teeth is considered a challenge if aimed at a stranger or someone who isn’t considered a close friend/family. When children who still have their baby fangs smile, they are considered cute and adorable. Between the ages of 12-16 is when adult fangs start to grow in.

Speaking of challenges Eda is a prime example of a woman who’s bark matches their bite. The amount of toothy smiles we see from that woman tells me she’s not afraid to back out of a challenge.

Ears can obviously move, they twitch at different noises and also help express current emotion. Pinned back against their head can mean a Witch is scared or nervous. Perked is attentive or excitement! Of course along with large pointed ears comes with enhanced hearing.

Eyesight is also different, I like to think that Witches see in a siligjtly different color pallete or can differentiate between shades much easily. (This can tie into the factor of Witches having abnormal hair colors as well as their magical signatures ((spell circle colors))). Everything is much brighter to them color wise, think like an OLED TV. Then there’s the night vision! They can navigate through the dark quite well.

Of course we have the subtypes/ phenotypes of a standard Witch who have other features such as horns, extra body parts, and other demonic features. (Which you’ll be introduced to a few Of Luz’s classmates with interesting characteristics next chapter)

Inwardly we get interesting.

There’s the fact that a Witch’s heartbeat is different than a humans. You account for an extra pump attached to the heart you have to have a process of: Sac Contracting (Bile goes in the Heart)>Heart Expanding (Bile let in the Heart Chambers)>Heart Contracting (Mixed Blood and Bile Released into Arteries)>Sac Expanding (Filling itself back up with bile)

Bouncing off the cardiovascular system, and just a little theory I like to think of. The chest cavity itself would be interesting to see, because of the extra organ, would the left lung be smaller in a Witch and the right a bit large to compensate? Who knows! Something to think about.

Purring and Growling is a given as well! So that means vocal cords are also changed! I’ve written in other fics of Eda purring to calm her witchlets. This is a common factor for most parents, especially if their child or ward is highly stressed. Growling pairs with the bravado of a Witch and giving a warning to back off if there is a threat perceived.

There’s much more but then we’d be getting into more cultural aspects that can align with physical traits, and that’s an entirely different topic!

TL;DR In conclusion the physical differences I think we’d see between Witches vs Humans is this: Teeth, Ears, Vocal Cords, Hearing and Eyesight (Enhanced), and Cardiovascular System!

#I have so many thoughts #I wrote this sitting in the barbers chair #the owl house #toh #titan’s blessing #toh fanfic #ask

[delusional-mishaps]

Congrats on 200 followers!!! 🎉🎊🍾🥳🎈🎁🪅

I’m happy that I followed and tagged along. Hope you’re having an awesome day as well. And I’m definitely asking for a matchup! (If you don’t mind of course)

Ok I’d describe my personality as introverted but surprisingly energetic with family and friends. Shy and polite with new people but once you get to know me, I’m quite a troll. Teasing? Jokes? Puns? Being a chaotic little shit? Yup all me. But I always try my best for those around me and will love to help or support anyway I can.

For likes? Sweets. Soda. Coffee. I’m addicted to sugar….those cosmic brownies are god sent-But other stuff I’d like would probably be animals, books, anime, and family!

For dislikes? Bugs. Especially those damned spiders *shudder*. Scary movies/games are ok but not by myself….too chicken for that.

As for pet peeves, I only got one thing that really gets me annoyed. And that’s leaving the door open after being told to close it. Like I would like some privacy-

Hobbies! I have quite a few! Playing video games, listening to music, reading/writing fanfics, watching YouTube/anime/movies, and chilling I suppose? Scrolling through Tumblr and Pinterest….and catching up with friends too!

I think that’s about it. I hope I did well in explaining. And again, congratulations on 200 followers. You’re doing amazing and I’ll still be here to support anyway I can!

thank you so much for staying around for so long!!

also matchup number 1!!! YEAAA!!!!

im so excited KSKSKCK

my IMMEDIATE thought was Cav (swapfell papyrus). no questions asked. why? well...

➳ he's also quite an introverted person, but unlike you, his personality doesn't change much when around people he's close to. he's just... shy. *slaps his bald head like the car meme* this poor boy can hold so much anxiety in him.

➳ he'll groan and complain about your jokes and puns, blush at your teasing, etc etc, but he does have a knack for pranks. as soon as you give him the opportunity... oh hoh, your devious little acts will be put to SHAME!! HE is the chaotic little shit now!!!! and for the longest time you won't even suspect him because of his shy/gentler nature 😈

➳ your sweet addiction? yeah, him too. his name is literally short for cavity (don't @ me i thought it was so funny at the time) because he has the biggest sweet tooth ever seen. you're gonna be sharing those sweets with him

➳ your and his hobbies somewhat align!! he loves video games, and he would ADORE playing them together with you were they to support a multiplayer option. it'd be a cute bonding moment!! you two can also vibe to music together, maybe while doing something else, maybe not, but he'd love to spend any time with you. turn on some music and sit in the kitchen with him while he bakes, mayhaps?

➳ he's a pretty calm guy and honestly likes to go with the flow. he's DEFINITELY more of a follower than a leader. whatever you want to do, he'll do it. he doesn't mind, he's not a picky individual. as long as he's with you, he won't complain about anything <33

➳ he isn't the most affectionate, unless he knows his partner/friend really loves affection. he loves affection, but he doesn't want to push anyone else's boundaries if they don't. if you're up to it, snuggle him any change you can to hear his cute little purrs <3

#jester writes #jester answers #delusions 200 follower event #matchups #pokegalla #swapfell papyrus #swapfell papyrus x reader

[tolerateit]

tw: fatphobia, unhealthy relationship with food.

hey meg, i have been a big fan of your blog for a while and i really love it and it just brings me comfort when i am feeling low. and rn i really feel shitte. you really don't have to reply to this anyway but i feel like i need to tell someone what happened to me today or i will literally burst.

i am a plus-sized woman so i pretty much get a lot of comments regarding my weight and health. i usually brush it off no matter how much it hurts me. however, today i had a dentist appointment and had to go by myself since my parents were working. it was my first time trying that dentist so i was pretty nervous. he checked my mouth and he found that my second molar has a serious cavity and it needs to be taken off completely. i was like okay fine but the dentist kept throwing comments like "oh if you don't eat all of this food, we wouldn't have to take it off" or when i told him that i am a med student he kept mocking me "how are you planning to be a doctor when you have a really bad diet?"

"believe me if you didn't eat so much you would have a perfect body," was his last straw and if only i was alone in the room I would have cried so much till my eyes hurt.

and it really made me wonder if food was really the reason for all my problems. acne, cavities, shortness of breath whenever i do literally anything, and extreme guilt after every meal. i think that i have the worst relationship with food and every time i try to modify it i just fail tremendously. i hate myself for the person i have become, and i hate what i have done to my body and i hate that i just can't stop eating when i am emotional.

you absolutely have nth to do with this, i understand that. but i just needed to get it off my chest or smth. and it would mean a lot to me if you just read it and never replied. ilysm and thank you. ♥️

~N

Hii N, I'm so sorry you experienced this today. The dentist was extremely rude and I hate that people like them actually exist and think it's okay to speak their minds, and I hate that they know just the right words to use to hurt people in the worst way possible. I can reassure you that food is not the source of the things you listed, almost everyone experiences at least a few bad bouts of acne during their lifetime and cavities could be caused due to multiple factors! I do understand that learning facts won't magically fix your relationship with food but I really encourage you to explore every positive aspect of eating and food and how important it is for you (which im sure you're well aware of as a med student) not just for survival and energy but also because. Food is good. It bonds people, it fosters love and it gives us pleasure. cooking food and savoring it is literally an act of reverence towards earth and humanity, you and i might be connected via our shared love for a particular dish/ingredient! Again, I know that fixing a complicated relationship with food is a LONG process but I really hope you take baby steps soon because you deserve it! You deserve respect and you deserve being looked at with awe and pride and love and you are entitled to enjoying every single thing you eat each day, you don't have to earn food or cut things down even if the urge is too strong. I love you, hope you feel better soon ❤️

#you ask for the tab* #fatphobia tw

[paloma-ascends-into-hellfire]

might as well do this with heartstopper too. my live thoughts i texted my friend, spoilers beware. also, i’ve cut out their replies. they also follow me so if you’re seeing this, hi :)

Im reading on webtoons and I love Alice oseman’s captions lol

“stares angstily out window”

“I don’t think he’s straight” OH REALLY

NO WE HAD NO IDEA

“The bisexual struggle” real

Poor man

Wait Aled is in this??? Do they have the same name or is Charlie’s friend same guy from radio silence???

Miss Singh is a legend I love her

Oh shit not ben again boo

THE MLM WLW SOLIDARITY

Fun fact: when I see mlm I think multi level marketing lmao

IM SO SORRY I MUST BE BLOWING UP UR PHONE RN

**continues doing it**

Taras gf is an icon I don’t care if she had one line I love her

We stan Charlie sticking up for himself

They kissed already??? We’re literally 31 pages in chill my dudes

31 chapters*

Still percabeth is the ultimate slow burn and I stand by this

I guess it wouldn’t be called heartstopper and be a romance/coming of age if it was a slow burn tho haha

THE GAY NASA LOCKSCREEN IS GOALS FRFR

damn Charlie is one of the biggest people pleasers I’ve seen in a book

Hes so me

A PROPER FULL ON GAY CRISIS LMAOOO I LOVE HIM

Alice oseman is so British I love her

I read so much British stuff that I’m pretty sure my internal monologue is slowly become a ya British thriller

agggtm core

(they replied that they read swear words in nick nelson's voice and i thought that was hilarious)

THE SISTER CASUALLY SPYING ON THEM

Her ship has sailed

She is also so me

“Was that not obvious?” “I’m an idiot” yes u are he just made out with you and cried into your shoulder and had a full on gay panic because of you YES HE LIKES YOU OMG

I mean after what happened with ben I suppose it’s very very justified

They’re so clueless I love them

OH LOOK GUESS IM GAY NOW

THE BABY BROTHER OMG

This honestly has no reason to be this cavity inducing cute

“Why are you so great” he’s literally doing the bare minimum by not outing you you don’t have to thank him bestie

Get these boys some therapy

Why is tori always just appearing out of nowhere to ship them lol

Tao and Aled are delusional if they STILL think nick is straight

Fuck sai

He can die in a hole, disrespectfully

But also… redemption arc?

Manifesting sai and harry’s redemption arc

GAYYYYYY

Not harry- these last few pages

Awww tao and elle <3

Elle is so cute! she is hair goals

… I guess all illustrated characters are hair goals.

WHY IS TAO SO MAD IM SCARED

WAIT DOES HE LIKE NICK IS THIS A LOVE TRIANGLE NOOO

Oh wait

I overreacted :)

Nvm I love him again

AWWW STOP THIS IS SO SAD AND ALSO CUTE

This group is friendship goals tbh

Oh wait I guess it’s kind of my group a little bit? Wait who am I?

I will not take a which heartstopper character am I quiz I will not take a which heartstopper character am I quiz I will not take a which heartstopper character am I quiz

I took the quiz. two actually. i got darcy on the first and elle on the second. I literally know nothing about either one so let’s see if they are accurate!

The waiter lol

Also I love how everyone is just silently shipping them it is percabeth all over again but like fast moving

TINY TAO 😭

Not them kissing behind a menu

“Not because im dirty not because im clean! Not because I kissed a boy behind a magazine!” - Charlie and nick, probably

Craftybookworm25 feel so spoiled by the author. Author, you’re paying my dentist bills for all of the cavities you are giving me.

I love the comments section

Is Alice oseman actually writing down math for their homework? THE EFFORT I COULD NEVER

Oh darcy is taras gf that I liked earlier

Shes a trumpet player??? No sweetie don’t go to the dark side

my band teacher has a story about how he gets awful ear pains if he’s exposed to noises about a certain decibel because of a trumpet player blasting into his ear

“WHAT! WE’VE FOUND ANOTHER ONE!” Darcy recruits people for the gay agenda confirmed

“…why are straight people like this” I don’t know tara I ask myself that every day

Not Darcy being tara’s gay awakening

Omg tara is that one clarinet player who dates a trumpet player

[REDACTED] and [REDACTED] core

Adding actual spanish conjugation? Alice oseman doing god’s work here

“Why do think they call it a cram session, Pete, god!” -literally all their friends rn

Ok I have theories rn

I shall wait and see if im right (i was not)

“You kind of are a gay nerd” me fr

Oh ok sai is being less of an asshole

We love character growth… even if it happens off page

“Do you like musicals?” HES THE GUY WHO DIDNT LIKE MUSICALS DIDNT LIKE DIDNT LIKE DIDNT LIKE A LIKE EM

Harry being a dick as per usual, nothing new there

NICKS MOM IS ONTO HIM

Bro how do people just fall asleep I don’t understand

making out in a photo booth

So cringey and yet very adorable

IN A ROMANTIC WAY NOT JUST A FRIEND WAY

Love that he had to clarify

Like yes, you’ve been making out and being obnoxiously cute for months, but hey, he’s just a friend, lol, no homo

Who tf would make THAT mistake?

🎶everyone is dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb dumb 🎶

HE CAME OUT TO HIS MOOOOM

“I wasn’t born in 1920” lmao

Oh my god my wall of text has become the Great Wall of china im so sorry

HOW LONG IS THIS

WHAT HAVE I GOTTEN MYSELF INTO

“hanky panky”

aw we love ally jocks

THEYRE SHIPPING THEM TOO?

Best platonic bros~

Actually what im calling my friends from now on

Oh shit the coach caught them

They’re not even trying to be subtle at this point

Oh she is an icon

I WORSHIP YOU COACH SINGH

If she was my teacher I might actually enjoy pe

SHE HAS A WIFE

This is so wholesome omg

Oh shit the brother

WHAT HAPPENED

Tara casually lounging on Darcy’s lap

She gives passenger princess vibes

why are you whispering and can I be involved — she’s so me

“Boys and girls may not share rooms!” sly gay smirking. laughing, even.

oh and nick’s brother is a piece of shit and i hate him

SKJHJADSHUDF ALED TOLD HIM ABOUT DANIEL

“Why can’t I see any fish?”

Tao is a night person i love him

Aw he’s so clueless

They all are

Harry redemption arc-

NOO TAO MY CHILD I LOVE YOU DONT FEEL BAD

I repeat: GET THESE BOYS THERAPY

Wait no

Charlie

:(

I’m gonna cry :(

“god i really want to just push you against a wall right now”

“twilight levels of pining” i’m not sure if anything could ever reach that extent

Not the arrows saying “did not think of that” at the “borrowing makeup from the girls” suggestion, I cackled

The teachers have a better love life than me

Where the hell are people finding these communication skills?

HARRY REDEMPTION ARC YESSS

“Why are we like this” count: 3

Or is it 4?

I don’t know

THE TEACHERS AKJKALDFSHL

NICK GOOGLING EATING DISORDERS

I LOVE HIM

Sahar is so cute I love her

Alice oseman is so pretty omg

She can 100% be my wifey

Oh Jesus I’ve read a thousand pages of this

JUST TODAY

I believe that if I pull an all-nighter I can finish this

"Why are we like this?" count: 5

at this point i stopped because i’m pretty sure they were asleep but i finished! it took six hours but that’s not bad for 1578 pages :)

i’m obsessed. literally take my money (i have approximately five cents in my bank account)

#alice oseman #osemanverse #heartstopper

[chronicallyillphoenix]

My psych says that i am emotionally dissociated and this is the reason that in the past 6+ months i have actually felt a single emotion. The rest of the time i feel nothing. Absolute apathy. I get physical sensations of emotions (like tight chest when i would usually feel anxious, widespread tension/pain when i would feel angry, sinking chest and nausea when i would usually feel sad) but i dont actually *feel* the emotions. I have been explaining it like how it feels when getting a cavity fixed, the dentist numbs up the tooth so you dont feel the actual pain, but you still experience the physical sensations like the vibrations, smell, and scraping. She says its because i am still living with my ex and even tho we are friends, i still havent been given the chance to step back and actually let myself process all of my feelings.

Thats probably one of the reasons i am just now realizing im probably really depressed. Which would make A LOT of sense given a lot of the things that have happened in the past 6 months. Like. I broke up with my fiance the same day i got the money for a deposit for a wedding venue, i have lost not one, but three of my cats. And i never got to tell any of them bye because they live with my parents and even tho i didnt want them living outside, i didnt get a voice in the matter since i no longer lived there and the house went from my 2 parents, to 4 adults and a baby and they just didnt have room. Two of them were just really old and we think they did the animal thing and just went off somewhere to die alone and it *hurts* because the first one to go was my favorite because of how sweet he was and who i always slept with in my arms when i would visit (i have struggled so hard to spend the night there with him gone). But once he was gone the other two were gone within the next two months and none of them were expected (like we knew bandit and bunnie were old but we expected to them to pass away inside the cat pen where they stayed every night like every barn cat before them had and that way we could bury them up on the hill, but it didnt turn out that way). I have also developed more concerning health symptoms and have gotten no answers to them. And now my mom has broken her shoulder and isnt going to be able to work for the next 3 months and even tho shes getting workers comp, her pay is significantly less and shes my sole source of income right now. And so i am always already feeling guilty about spending any money but now i feel worse about it and am having panic attacks because i got fast food once this week because i was flaring too bad to make anything myself even tho my mom gives me money *specifically* so i can get food and stuff when i am in a flare.

But yeah i have realized i am almost certainly depressed and the funny thing is that the way i realized this was a tumblr poll. It was asking what peoples hobbies were and i couldnt answer it because in the past year i havent really had anything hobby wise. Ive mostly stopped reading, i am not doing pour paintings, not doing my paracord stuff, and anytime i decide im going to finally start knitting i just end up picking up the yarn and staring at it for a bit before setting it back down and going back to sitting on the couch with the tv on in the background for background noise.

Im going to see my psych on wednesday and i hope to talk to her about this but i also dont know what there is to do about it. Probably raise my antidepressant but idk. Im not even sad so i dont see the point in raising my antidepressant because idk what being not depressed would change because were pretty sure the apathy is because of current circumstances and not just because of depression idk. I just want everything to be normal again

#chronically ill phoenix #tw vent #tw animal death #tw dentist #tw injury #tw money

[itsstraykids]

hello hello! i had the absolute fuckall busy 2days, hope u didnt mind the accidental ghosting. i kept wanting to reply but i was feeling too tired to do it lmao. hello! hope ur doing well! i absolutely love the word coinkydink btw, im stealing it thank u. the fact!!!!!!!! that u do music production!!!!!!!! so cool!!!! consider me amazed yayy. ive always been unhealthily obsessed with chan's vocals, seeing him sing, esp with as much love and enjoyment/passion as he does is chills inducing to me. and yeah!!! his skills are so impressive, esp 3racha with rockstar album i very much agree!! i still cant pick a favorite song, and its funny bcs that's seldom the case no matter how much i love the whole album. cover me was played a lot tho (i was soo proud of hyunjin!!) and their vocalss yess!! seungmin han i.n leeknow and then ofc chan felix hyunjin changbin, they all did such good jobs, and their voice shined a notch brighter yes!! (mildly obsessed everytime changbin sings btw i am a sucker for it) their vocal heavy songs have always been some of my beloved!!!! never-ending story that i never get enough of, levanter and in christmas evel the way 24-25 was my immediate favorite! skz and ballads is smth mind-scratchingly wonderful, like always. what are some of your other favorite kpop groups?? what genres do u like as well, like i really love and find myself obsessed with k-indie, if we are talking korean language songs? what kind of songs do u like and listen to!! just wanted to know more abt u as well!! esp now that ik u produce too!! and just wanted to say ur art!!!! its so amazing and gorgeous!! so talented!!

^^apologies if i sound mildly incoherent (ik i do) its so damn cold outside both my face and brain have made it a mission to resemble chunks of ice cream so im!! thinking in circles p ls excuse. hope u have a good day an amazing week and great end of year and holidays!!

no worries at ALL dude the holidays are crazy, i really like this secret santa project but there’s so much else going on it’s also a lot 😅 yes! i’m stoked you liked rockstar. i thought it was so good, i was really in love with the songs/choreo/vibes and the members all seemed so happy! OMG YES Changbin’s voice is so good…why doesn’t he sing more it’s crazy…i have rewatched their conodoll episode a couple times because all their voices are just wonderful to listen to

i like 24-25 too! and that music video is just too sweet, it gave me cavities lmao. my fave kpop groups are skz, txt, and my OG (and forever) kpop band is shinee! i’ve been getting into xdinary heroes too. it seemed like everyone released amazing EPs this october-november, i was living for it. good music was raining down left and right.

i like so many genres in all languages! rock, punk, electronic, indie—i used to listen to a lot of k-indie (nell, the black skirts, the koxx, clazziquai) but now i don’t really know any more recent bands. i’d love to hear what your favorite songs/bands are!! i’m in a finding-new-music phase right now. i just found out about this new zealand band called the beths, their album “expert in a dying field” is a lyrical masterpiece.

thank you for your sweet compliments!! haha i’m trying to get better at portraits…oof, sorry it’s so cold where you are! bundle up and i hope you get some sun soon!! i’m in california so it’s actually really nice weather. exactly like the rest of the year. i do miss having seasons. but it’s also nice to go to the beach and not freeze lmao

best of luck in the final week before the holidays!! gonna be a crazy one i think, i have to bake stuff until my oven gives up and cries

#skz secret santa 2023

[alejandramdcblog]

FIGURE DRAWING- FINAL CURATED PORTFOLIO

GESTURE (FROM SECOND DAY OF CLASS)

2. CONTOUR DRAWING ( FROM SECOND DAY OF CLASS

3. HAND ASSIGNMENT (replacing with day of student portraits)

4. 5 MIN POSE

5. BLIND CONTOUR

6. FIGURE DRAWN FROM FEET TO HEAD

7. THORACIC CAVITY STUDY

For this assignment I overlooked and didnt see the assignment. I drew the hands, feet, skulls, and pelvis. When i checked i saw that i was just missing this assignment so im going to put a similar assignment.

8. SKELETAL STUDIES.

HANDS

FEET

SKULL

PELVICS

9. SKETCHES FROM THE FIRST MUSEUM VISIT

10. INK ASSIGNMENT

During this week we had the option to shade or use ink for a midterm preparation so i made drawings with shading to practice for the midterm.

11. COLOR ASSIGNMENT

12. MUSEUM ASSIGNMENT

For the week, we could choose for art week to go to any museum and I went on Monday 12/4/2023 with Prof.Fresquet to The Institute of Contemporary Art museum. It was really fun and enjoyable and also experiencing this with my classmates made learning more fun. I love the art there were amazing pieces. Overall, any time i go to a museum i learn more techniques and see how different things can become art. For example, in this museum each for was representing something like music, letters, paintings and interactive piece that can tell a story about slavery, prison, music giving a message about culture, the future, and dependance in different countries. Therefore, I had a fun visit and would love to go to more museum to learn more about the art and important things from the pass or present.

13. MIDTERM FULL-BODY

ARTIST STATEMENT

This year for me this class was the most challenging also because it was my first time learning about how to draw bodies and how to comprehend on how learn how to draw the bodies. It was difficult at first but at the end i am proud of what I accomplished in this class. This learning experience has been the fun and blessed way to learn art because I had an amazing teacher and also classmates who made this class experience a new learning experience. I been nervious since covid that in person classes would be bad. But, I was wrong. This class was a good way to learn more on what i need to be more good at if i want to do animation because it helps know which part of the body, the back, how the spine works, poses, legs, feet, and arms. This semester inspired me to continue on what i love doing which is art and I want to go to my dream university and become the greatest version of me and my graphic design major and also in animation. My goals have been set high for this next semester and i want to deep more in different type or art and classes and also studies. The anatomy of the body is really important if i want to become an animator so thats what i would be focusing on the most. Im looking forward to graduating and getting new art classes to dive more into more studies. In this semester, I struggle a bit with my midterm because it was my first time making a piece that big and also a portrait of myself. I overcame by learning and search more on how to make my midterm the way the teacher wanted it to look and also give it my own way of doing it. Im proud of what came out and what i did. I also had a little challenge with the painting and ink im still working on how to use them and would need to study more on the ink because is the one that i had more struggle on. Overall, this class was amazing and i would take it again with the same people becuase they made me want to accomplish all my goals when it comes to art.