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xdandelionxbloomx·2 days agoAnswer

I’m so sorry about your grandfather. If you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask

As I said before - I’d put a softe heart meme here, but it doesn’t feel right at the moment. Thank you so, so much, I appreciate you <3 <3 

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xdandelionxbloomx·2 days agoAnswer

Hey you don’t have to respond to this but I thought I would send this. I just saw your post about your grandfather and I’d like to send my deepest condolences. I lost my grandfather just over a week ago so I know what you’re going through right now. I know we don’t really know each other but if you’d like someone to talk to please know I’m here for you. Stay safe and be strong 💖

Thank you so much for these kind words. I’d put a softe heart meme here, but it doesn’t feel right at the moment. Know that I appreciate this message very much, though, and know that I am also here for you if you need it as well. It is in these moments that company and knowing someone else is there means the most. 

<3 <3 <3 

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xdandelionxbloomx·3 days agoText

This morning I lost my grandpa. He passed in the very early hours of morning. 

And Mary Oliver once penned, “It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world.“

I sat on the porch of his house afterwards, watched the country night, breathed in the warm air. Bugs buzzed, lively, the world around ever moving despite how mine felt still. I cried quietly, a soft sniffling in an attempt to keep from disturbing the softness of the dark beyond the puddle of yellow light. 

And J. R. R. Tolkien once inked, “I will not say: do not weep; for not all tears are an evil.”

This grief is an evidence of love. I sometimes forget the bravery it takes to care deeply despite knowing it will someday hurt. There are equal parts beauty and pain in feeling, in being present, in being aware of the morality of it all.

And Peter S. Beagle once wrote, “Whatever can die is beautiful — more beautiful than a unicorn, who lives forever, and who is the most beautiful creature in the world. Do you understand me?”

Cherish your small moments of unabashed joy. Cherish your loved ones. You do not know the future. You do not know what it might bring, how much time you have on this Earth. 

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xdandelionxbloomx·4 days agoText


Prompt: College AU @xdandelionxbloomx

Prompt: Geralt’s cat, Roach, is stuck in a tree. Geralt has a deep-seated fear of heights. The innocent passer-by he asks for help, terribly embarrassed, is Jaskier, of course, who is delighted to taunt, uhm, help him. @swords-n-spindles

The large, ancient oak tree in the center of campus, supposedly planted by one of the university founders, had taken on iconic status over the centuries and thus was generally treated with the kind of veneration usually reserved for war memorials. Jaskier hated it. He was of the opinion that trees, like all living things, could do with a bit of companionship now and again, so he made it a habit to divert off the gravel path that cut across the quad and give the oak a friendly pat on his way home from class. This bit of sacrilege occasionally earned him dirty looks from the students who had the school’s name emblazoned on all their clothes, but no one had ever confronted him about it.

So he jolted with surprise on the afternoon when his greeting to the oak was met with a quiet but deeply felt “Fuck.” He peered around the wide trunk, half-prepared to bolt if the distressed individual was an irate football player (or any athlete really–he’d had a nasty run-in with an angry member of the golf team in high school), but the guy standing there, though certainly built like a football player, wasn’t even looking in Jaskier’s direction. Instead he peered up into the oak’s branches, and as Jaskier watched, his scowl turned into a softly distressed expression that cut straight to Jaskier’s bleeding heart.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, and the guy jumped with the same level of shock Jaskier had felt and stared at him with wide eyes.

And oh damn, those were some gorgeous eyes, soft blue framed by long, dark lashes in a face that looked chiseled from marble beneath a mop of unruly dark-brown curls. His black T-shirt seemed to be moments away from begging for mercy from the chest and biceps stretching it. The combination made Jaskier want to simultaneously climb the guy like the tree they stood under and wrap him in blankets and cuddle him until they drifted off to a cozy sleep. Preferably both.

A pink flush colored the guy’s cheeks, and he looked away toward the clock tower at the other end of the quad. “Nothing,” he muttered.

“Oh, really?” Jaskier leaned against the oak’s trunk and pasted on his most charming smirk. “So you just go around tossing obscenities at innocent plantlife?”

“It’s just…” The guy shoved his hands in the pockets of his black jeans and then sighed as he frowned up at the tree again. “My cat.”

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xdandelionxbloomx·7 days agoText



when Lemony Snicket wrote “I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you everyday” that hurt me

“I will love you if I never see you again, and I will love you if I see you every Tuesday. I will love you as the starfish loves a coral reef and as kudzu loves trees, even if the oceans turn to sawdust and the trees fall in the forest without anyone around to hear them. I will love you as the pesto loves the fettuccini and as the horseradish loves the miyagi, and the pepperoni loves the pizza. I will love you as the manatee loves the head of lettuce and as the dark spot loves the leopard, as the leech loves the ankle of a wader and as a corpse loves the beak of the vulture. I will love you as the doctor loves his sickest patient and a lake loves its thirstiest swimmer. I will love you as the beard loves the chin, and the crumbs love the beard, and the damp napkin loves the crumbs, and the precious document loves the dampness of the napkin, and the squinting eye of the reader loves the smudged document, and the tears of sadness love the squinting eye as it misreads what is written.

I will love you as the iceberg loves the ship, and the passengers love the lifeboat, and the lifeboat loves the teeth of the sperm whale, and the sperm whale loves the flavor of naval uniforms. I will love you as a drawer loves a secret compartment, and as a secret compartment loves a secret, and as a secret loves to make a person gasp… I will love you until all such compartments are discovered and opened, and all the secrets have gone gasping into the world. I will love you until all the codes and hearts have been broken and until every anagram and egg has been unscrambled. I will love you until every fire is extinguished and rebuilt from the handsomest and most susceptible of woods. I will love you until the bird hates a nest and the worm hates an apple. I will love you as we find ourselves farther and farther from one another, where once we were so close… I will love you until the chances of us running into one another slip from slim to zero, I will love you until your face is fogged by distant memory. I will love you no matter where you go and who you see, I will love you if you don’t marry me. I will love you if you marry someone else–and i will love you if you never marry at all, and spend your years wishing you had married me after all. That is how I will love you even as the world goes on its wicked way.”

Lemony Snicket The Beatrice Letters

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xdandelionxbloomx·7 days agoText

I’m not ignoring the asks I’ve gotten recently! I’m with family at my grandpa’s right now and I’m a little overwhelmed. I spent a few hours drawing to occupy my mind - I’m about to post that and then I’ll be dipping out until probably tomorrow afternoon or the day after. I’m still around, just not in the state of mind to answer asks. 

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xdandelionxbloomx·8 days agoAnswer

hey cath!! I want you to know that you're a huge inspiration to me and that you deserve all of the good things in life, okay? you deserve happiness and you deserve to be carefree. you deserve to just be happy. take care of yourself darling and remember to eat/drink water/sleep 💛

Thank you, Jack 💚💚💚 ily

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xdandelionxbloomx·10 days agoPhoto


Here is the completed version of my invented ending of the Witcher 3 if the player chooses to romance Regis (if the option is ever given). 

The narrative, however, is hardly composed of my own words. It’s a mixtures of some of the ending narrative of the main game and a few sentences and words taken from two amazing fan fics - Blood and Spice (a sequel of Peace and Trouble) written by @venetumdrabbler and Together or Not at All written by @seherrons

A lot of thanks to the authors of these two fics and @little—games and @gayregis​ for leaving lovely comments!! I would’t have made it without you guys!!!!!

By the way, the cloak that Regis is wearing (an alternative look dlc for Regis maybe?) is still inspired by Bloodborne (the hunter garb, if I remember correctly).

p.s. I once saw the idea of Eskel and Dettlaff being a couple in the comments of Together or Not at All, I think this is just awesome and definitely mind-blowing. If anyone finds it interesting as I do, please please please check it out!!!!! 

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xdandelionxbloomx·10 days agoAnswer

Your daily reminder that I adore you, and this will never, ever change. You’re a bright spot in my life, and you make me smile every day. Life’s dealt you a shit hand lately, and I wish I could do more to help, but in the meantime, I just want to say I love you. So, so, so glad I worked up the nerve to tag you on the pirate AU. Love, 🦋

Ilysm I can’t even put it in words thank you 💚💚💚 I’m so glad I met you 😭

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xdandelionxbloomx·10 days agoText





me, to my housemates, one of whom is a thermal engineer: if someone had hypothermia, is the best way to warm them up ‘spoon them’, or ‘cuddle chest to chest’? I feel like it could be either – spooning is the classic warming position, and you warm up the colder part, but spoon the front and you insulate the skin with the largest temperature delta

housemates: [fervent, serious debate]

me, after a couple of minutes: to be clear, this is for a final fantasy 7 fanfiction scene where my character got really cold, the stakes aren’t high in getting this completely right.

housemate: does the hypothermia exist sheerly as an excuse for the cuddling?

me: that is the only reason hypothermia exists in fanfiction.

so i asked my mom’s boyfriend, who is a paramedic, and he recommended that for hypothermia, you cuddle chest-to-chest, BUT if you are digging in to survive a blizzard, spooning is preferable

Hey bro…we gotta survive thia blizzard bro. I know its weird but we gotta cuddle bro…bro please we gotta survive….lemme cuddle you bro please

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xdandelionxbloomx·10 days agoAnswer

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last 10 people who reblogged something from you. Learn to know your mutuals and followers ✨

I DIDN’T MEAN TO ANSWER THIS I’M AT WORK AND PRESSED THE WRONG BUTTON - I’ll edit this answer when I get home fhdnjdjfjffbdndn

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