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tazmiilly · 1 year
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I wish this was a canon scene
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thinking about whether or not FL sheds his fluff
imagine its summer and after a long day of dealing with whatever crap goes down in their workplace while having to deal with the ridiculously high temperatures, reader just wants to cuddle with their beastly lover (who just so happens to be covered in 90% metal and would definitely feel cool to the touch) but as soon as they step into their house, they realise something. There is purple fluff on almost every surface of the house and not a few seconds later did the culprit come sprinting towards the reader, bringing them into a hug, delighted to see them after a long day. Reader reaches to pet FL’s fluff only to watch it fall out with the single light touch. At first they immediately retract their hand afraid that FL has contracted some sort of illness that causes hair (fluff?) loss. FL looks at reader questioningly, wondering why they aren’t giving him his usual pets. Reader tells FL to put them down and as soon as their feet touch the ground, they are booking it out of the house and back into the city to look for Zhongli. After finding the man, they explain the situation and Zhongli laughs, telling them that FL is simply shedding his fur to cope with the hotter weather recently. With this the reader lets out as sigh of relief and heads back hime just to find FL pouting, thinking that reader had abandoned him. Reader then apologises to him and exxplains what happened and the situation is then cleared up.
(Imagine reader collecting the fur and using it for some art project)
-Sleepy anon
sleepy anon, i LOVE the way your mind works
Foul Legacy immediately starts purring and nudging himself against you, getting soft purple fuzz all over your clothes- can you scritch him, please? it's scratchy! he shakes his head slightly and even more tufts of it fall out and drift onto the floor, and you just let out a single long sigh, opening the closet to fetch your broom. the next one to two hours are spent gathering every single bit of fluff that you can find, sweeping it off the floor and tables and random corners of your house- how it got on top of the bookcase of all things, you'll never know- and finally sitting Legacy down and giving his fur and hair a thorough brushing for good measure, clouds of lilac fur clinging to the comb and a very happy purring Abyss creature tilting his head this way and that so you get all the right areas. it takes until nightfall, and you're exhausted afterwards, but finally your house is clean and Legacy has shed all that excess fur, the ruff around his shoulders looking smaller but more manageable and Legacy looking very comfy and pleased with himself
so now you're left with a large bag of shed Abyss monster fur- what do you do with it?
well, the obvious answer is to make it into yarn and knit. not that you really need anything knitted right now, given the temperature and all, but it'll be nice once winter comes around again. you have enough Foul Legacy fluff to knit a few scarves, so the first one you make goes to none other than Legacy himself, who quickly wraps it around his neck with a delighted trill, cooing at the familiar texture and scent. he insists that you make a matching one for yourself- that way everyone knows that you're his and he's yours! the last one goes to Zhongli, who smiles warmly as he picks it up and asks what the material is. without missing a beat you just point at Legacy's fur, and have to bite your tongue to keep from wheezing when Zhongli snorts a laugh into his teacup
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starstruckodysseys · 1 month
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made important life decisions today (committed to a college finally) >:)
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Ok so I might by chance be dumb? But um.. Volo as Barry's ancestor?? Idk if I haven't seen other people mention this because it's a stupid idea, or i just have missed it somehow. But like you can't tell me these two hairstyles aren't even a little similar.
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And then there's the whole thing of Volo kinda acting like a rival how he just sorta pops up to talk with/fight u from time to time.
I mostly find this idea amusing cuz imagine if Barry ever let's his hair grow out it would continue to do the stupid reverse gravity thing Volo's does.
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poems-of-a-lover · 11 months
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i need a guy to just be so gentle with me that all of my issues and worries disappear
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kuragesoda · 8 months
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how i look listening to the block party with a million fucking thoughts going through my brain at a hundred km per second but also not having the brain power to fully articulate everything all at once
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clits-and-clips · 2 months
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Going to sleep is so fkn hard I just want to call him and tell him I love him and ask for cuddles when will that stop
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 9 months
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posting this wip before i go to bed cause i'm so so tired aughgah<333
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freyaswolf · 3 months
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I just want to stretch out in a sunbeam and take a nap like a cat
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amee-racle-ofmyown · 2 years
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Can I request the impossible? Suit/Unknown (you choose) cuddles 0-0 🤲
Perhaps difficult, but by no means impossible, my dear! (at least I'd like to think not.) there is only one scenario in which I can imagine this happening and I think you probably saw it coming.
Suit Saeran x gender-neutral reader | Words: 1045
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‘I’ll go now.’
‘Wait-!’ You’d scrambled from beneath the blanket and let the words fly out as if by instinct, or some inexplicable, deeply-rooted understanding that this may be the last time you would see Saeran as he was now, at least for a long time. Perhaps it was the fact that he himself had said you wouldn’t be seeing him for a while, and that he was leaving it to Ray to make you happy, but there was this nagging feeling that you needed to make the most of whatever time you had with him. ‘Saeran- don’t go yet.’
He flinched ever so slightly at your sudden outburst, his face still cast in the peaceful glow of moonlight. 
‘Sorry- please- please stay a bit longer. Don’t leave.’
How ironic he found your plea to be; it had been Ray begging you not to leave and Saeran who insisted you would, and yet here you were. You had always been a strange one. Perhaps to you, even the company of a monster was better than the crippling feeling of being painfully alone? He supposed that he could understand this sentiment — maybe a little too well. Some part of his tired mind wondered if this had been the key to breaking you all along. Maybe leaving you isolated and abandoned in this room for days would have brought you a fraction of the numbing pain he carried. But even then, how long would he have been able to stand the insufferable emptiness that clawed at his being, tearing him up from the inside out, without the emotional rush your presence gave him? You confounded him, no doubt, but being around you made him feel alive.
Well, none of that mattered now. 
He said nothing but his eyes remained steady on you. Somehow, they bore none of the sharpness you'd seen the previous nights. Instead, as he stood bathed in the soft glow of the moonlight, watching you silently, you felt a sense of the same weary sombreness that would often reside in Ray’s gaze.
The familiarity was comforting, and yet it made your heart ache.
‘Please… Can you stay a little longer?’
‘I… I’ve said all I needed to…’
‘I know, but I want you around. I care about you too, not just Ray. If you really want to leave, you can. But if it’s alright with you…’ you trailed off, shifting your position close to the edge of the bed so you were facing towards him and patting the space next to you.
He hesitated for a moment, then slowly, tentatively made his way the few steps from the open window to the bed, taking a seat at the very edge, staring at the star-speckled sky opposite you both. As he perched beside you (so close you could hear his breathing, close enough you could just about cup his cheek if you reached far enough, if only he’d let you) the mattress hardly sank under his weight. You found it odd: The preceding days he had made every effort to be as loud and as purposeful as possible, making his presence fully known as if in a constant and desperate battle for his very existence. Yet now, he barely took up any space at all. 
‘Thank you, Saeran… Thank you for apologising.’
He remained silent. The gentle breeze from outside made the curtains sway and brought a pleasant coolness to your skin. He turned his head ever so slightly in your direction, but it was enough to meet his eyes. You could make out every eyelash, see the dark, tell-tale bags marking fatigue on his pale skin.
‘Saeran… when was the last time you slept properly?’
He raised an eyebrow slightly in response before you saw the corners of his mouth twitch upwards, unable to suppress a small smile.
‘You used to say that to him a lot, huh?’
He was deflecting, of course, but at least he was letting you have an actual normal conversation with him — which, now that you thought about it, was kind of a milestone for him.
‘Guess you two aren’t so different.’
‘Heh. I guess not.’
‘You can… rest here for a bit… if you want. If you really have to go later you should take some time to relax and lie down properly.’
His eyes widened a little and he shifted slightly. ‘I don’t think I should-’
‘But do you want to?’ 
He held your questioning gaze for several seconds. Eventually, he sighed and you shimmied over, making room for him as you leaned back against the comfy pillows, pink like everything else in this room, but now painted in a new light by the hour.
He began to lean down onto his side, a little uncertainly, and you gently guided his head to your chest, feeling his breath hitch in surprise.
‘Is this okay?’ you asked softly.
‘I-’ 
His cheeks were turning pink and he seemed to be caught off-guard, but after a moment you felt his arm encircle your waist nonetheless. 
‘Relax.’
Under normal circumstances, he thought to himself, perhaps he should have chided you for telling him what to do. But there was a tenderness to your tone that he simply couldn't argue with even if he wanted to.
You began to stroke his crisp white locks, sometimes twirling the tufts in gentle circles around your fingers. He closed his eyes. Slowly but surely, his breathing evened out. 
Several minutes passed in comfortable silence before he spoke in the tiniest voice you'd ever heard from him. ‘You’re caring for me… You always cared for me this whole time… even when I said and did those horrible things to you.’
The next words came out uneven, and you could have sworn you felt a teardrop or two on the fabric of your clothes.
‘...I don’t deserve this.’
You thought for a moment before responding, choosing your words carefully.
‘I think… you deserve another chance. I’m proud of you for taking accountability for your actions. And I know you don’t want to hurt me anymore. You deserve to feel safe and happy… And loved.’
His grip on you tightened ever so slightly, pulling himself as close as he could get to your warmth. He had cursed your scent so many times, but being surrounded by it completely, he only felt safe and calm. He wanted to inhale your warmth along with it.
This was bliss. This was the paradise he had been searching for.
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meownotgood · 2 years
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sleep is for the weak. like if you want tag
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false awakenings
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tvrningout · 4 months
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kdrama gifs just always draw out thoughts and inspo out of me :’ ) like this one here has me just!! so badly wanting chiyo to have the experience of someone telling her something similar — that whether she’s agreeable or not, hotheaded or calm, chipper or gloomy, difficult or easy, she’s still the person they choose to have by their side ( be it in a romantic sense or platonic tbh!! ). if the groundwork has already been done, then that kind of statement would hit so hard in the best possible way ;;;;
it’s the kind of thing that would make chiyo not only feel accepted but seen as well. bc not only are they choosing her in spite of what she thinks are terrible flaws, they’ve seen through her attempts to hide her fear and insecurities. she doesn’t want to be vulnerable bc it’s terrifying. rejection is terrifying. but to be seen and still loved anyway is what she wants more than anything.
is her garden host to some prickly weeds? yeah, but it’s also home to such beautiful flowers. it’s still a beautiful garden. she’s still a lovable woman. that's always been the case.
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crepuscular-haze · 7 months
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wearing black lipstick out is all fun and games until you go to sleep without washing your face and wake up looking like you ate out a chimney
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trainingdummyrabbit · 9 months
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pushes two of my interests together cutely . fog-style icons of the swap tokitwins :)
(plus a long technical ramble under the cut bc im incapable of not doing that Constantly)
so the abridged context rundown is that these are styled after the sentiment ttrpg system! in the long and short, every character has ~3 stats, each one assigned a color. each stat represents a core character trait, and can be “locked in” to dictate how a character is feeling or thinking in the moment. taking damage (physical, mental, or emotional) can cause a stat to get “wounded,” rendering it unusable (and further defining character decisions.) thats the very basics of it! the above image is a comp of Base-ColorAlt-ExpressionAlt-ColorAlt. for funsies. :)
. so anyway i gave them stats. WAHAHA
> Yui
- [Yellow: //] the Little Guy stat. he is, at his core, still a 14 year old. a little bit of naivete, a little bit of bluntness. good for earnestness, amicability -- bad for new experiences (he gets nervous :[), commanding respect.
- [Blue: Outcast...] the loner stat. his tendency to stand alone, fend for himself. does what needs to be done. good for self-reliance, judgement -- bad for interaction, accepting support.
[Joint stat w/Mui. They can switch if the other's becomes wounded, taking that wounded stat for their own.]
- [Orange: //] the competence stat. the need to have everything in order, and the ability to efficiently follow routines. good for tactics/stubborness, miscellaneous tasks -- bad for improvisation, listening to others.
- [Black: Silence] kinda cursed... pessimism. the belief that things are just going to go horribly, horribly wrong. he doesn't belong here, and he knows it. good for danger detection, genre awareness. bad for... pretty much everything else. (self-worth, hope)
[like. actually cursed stat. if certain things happen, he has to roll to avoid being forced into locking in this stat.]
> Mui
- [Steel: //]   airheadedness. his tendency to do things his own way-- and not in anyone else's. impulsivity. good for making quick decisions, genuineness -- bad for collaboration, focus.
- [Yellow: //] littleguy stat. curiosity, optimism. just a carefree lil guy that wants to have fun. good for creativity, mischief -- bad for forethought, tempering expectations.
- (Post-Rui) [Blue: ...Never Alone.] bond stat. his connection not just to his brother, but to everyone around him at large. the desire to protect. good for reliability, standing up for others -- bad for isolation,.
[Joint stat w/Yui. They can switch if the other's becomes wounded, taking that wounded stat for their own.]
- (Redlights > Post-Swordsmith) [White: Noise] burning. what hides behind the fog. ruthlessness-- cold, concentrated anger. towards what happened to him, and to whats happening to everyone around him. The Scary One. good for drive, destruction -- bad for preservation, of the self and otherwise.
[whoops! another cursed stat. if certain things happen, he has to roll to avoid being forced into locking in this stat.]
- (Post-Redlights) [*Cyan- Outcast, But Never Alone.] Tokitwins shared stat. Should both of their blue stats be wounded at once, they can collectively choose to instead wound their black+white stats respectively, giving them shared access to this one. to properly wound or lock out cyan, it must be locked out for both of them. 
the trust stat. the ability to act hand-in-hand together, functionally as one. completely putting your faith in another, come hell or high water.
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so basicaly, they mean The World 2 me,
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3-aem · 1 year
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Thinking about the gojo i wanna draw but stuck at work
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