#GESTURES VAGUELY. U GET IT.

[flovverworks]

no but rly the entire feeling of "rather than having the strength to do it alone, i want to have the weakness to rely on someone" is gonna consume me

#stardust speaking ! #GESTURES VAGUELY. U GET IT. #i had an entire essay lined up about this but i forgot all of it #going to eat my hat thinking about everytime akira has Anything about comparing to the past #'congratulations u liked 250 posts' ONLY??????????????????? #tomblr app is funny #anyway i lost every single thing i was gonna say about this bur honestly. its fine. im not gonna make that #ramble about akira anytime soon anyway #so glad this blog is mostly ppl who know my other blogs so they Know what kinda bs posts to expect<3333333 #anyway ! its about love ! #thinking about this exhausted me. my brain has kept going between this & stardew all day #froggy. the oz castle event. start of borda isle. scenes from those lives in my head like a dvd screensaver #school april fool too<333 i lose my mind when i think about that one #AAUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #akira loves them #good NIGHT

[suntails]

the general’s son

#why has nobody drawn silver or sebek in the Newly Dropped briar valley soldier outfits huh??? why. theyre literally training for the role #having to do EVERYTHING myself frantically shitting this out in my last 3 hrs of free time tn #sry sebek i didnt have time to draw u both </3 maybee eventually. maybe someone else will carry that torch on my behalf #the briar valley soldier fits are...so fuckign cool. like obv lilia's looks cooler than the mob guys but im assuming his gets General Perks #gestures vaguely. u know what im like. okay i cant draw for like 4 days now at LEAST and im abt to have 60hr workweeks again so uhhhhhh :) #twst #twisted wonderland #twst spoilers #book 7 spoilers #twst silver #silver vanrouge #suntails

[kazoologist]

congratulations to Mme. Pascale Leclerc, who has surely just experienced both the funniest and most unhinged weekend a mother could ever have. Dear fucking christ, I hope your middlest son brought you a bottle of champagne for yourself, ma'am.

#kazoo noises #charles leclerc #cl16 #monaco gp 2024 #zoomies posting #sports posting #like man. where to begin. one of your racecar children is back in town for the weekend. he has yet to have a truly good work #weekend it seems in town. now this year. we're feeling ourselves a bit. we're feeling optimistic even. and then ur son becomes talk of town #because he keeps doing fucking bits on twitter about adopting his coworker who is friends with your youngest son. this goes on long enough #for actual reporters to comment on it. no one is willing to blink first so by friday night we've yes-anded ourselves to a grandson #(congratulations mme leclerc) #things go well. and then at qualifying they go DAMN WELL #BETTER THAN EVER REALLY! but man. im superstitious. i dont trust shit until its over and the dust has cleared #(the adoption jokes have continued by the way) and MEANWHILE everyone is eyeing that starting grid. were humming. we're making vague hand #gestures when commenting. we're all thinking. Maybe? (the streets can hear u tho. keep it down) #race starts. lap one CHAOS. so many fucking crashes. i'd faint if i had a child even in karting honestly. #(every parent in this sport deserves a prescription for laudanum) #but he's not in it. hes at the front. and he. well. he just Stays There. Through It All. and the laps tick down. until the race is run. and #there he is. your middlest son. cross the line and into the books. first place. home town. what curse indeed. thats your boy!!!!!!!! THERE! #they play the radio of him winning and the audio is peaked because he screams out so loudly. you can hear the water in the laughter. #later theres gonna be videos and photos taken of him pushing his boss into the harbor and diving right in after the man. those photos are #gonna be fucking studied in photography classes one day. and STILL! everyone involved with that goofy joke about him adopting his coworker #(who. despite all the silliness of the race stayed second place and got a podium) is still carrying the bit like a baton relay. Do you have #him over for family dinner? might as well add a plate i guess! people are joking about your youngest son having two nephews? a dog born #maybe a month ago and a man born about... what twenty three years and about a month ago? fuck it! family dinner #sorry this bit got away from me but as someone who loves my homecity and my mom so much it might actually be like. #a visible growth inside my body if they do an autopsy on me at time of death or like. my love will eat me alive. sometimes the charratives #gets to me #anyway cheers mme leclerc i hope you party so fucking hard this week

[sherifftillman]

@stcreators event 01 • favorite

↳ when you can't pick one fave, show 'em all off!

#strangerthingsedit #stedit #tvedit #netflixedit #*mygifs #usertiny #usersen #usermaguire #userspacey #userbanana #userkam #useraimz #usertez #usercilla #userpunk #tuserheidi #usernaia #userjesslynn #how dare u make me - a nonbinary bisexual - have to 'choose' a favourite /j #besides the aim of the challenge is to get to know creators so. gestures vaguely

[bl-inkstone]

traveler, wait! it's dangerous to go alone, so have some zhongli thoughts for company!

i think life with zhongli as your significant other would be best described as the love behind every little action and gesture the two of you make. even with all the years you've spent at each other's side (either married or just simply together), the romance never dies. but it shifts and goes through changes, like stone giving way to the gentle embrace of time.

one such example is when the love shared between you calms into something that can blend in with the walls of your home. it matches the color of your curtains, the painted flowers on cups left on your tea table, the clothbound books and scrolls tucked away into the red cedar scroll shelf you had diligently sought after and haggled for when your lover had mentioned it once in passing. it's in the crinkle of your eyes in the morning when you sit at your table together and eat. it's in the shape of his smile when he returns from his work in the funeral parlor to you and the home you've made together.

when you grind ink for him while he works beside you, or comb and tie his hair for him in the morning when sleep still clings to the edges of his eyes. when he combs and washes your hair for you in soothing baths, or leans down to massage the stress of the day away from your tense shoulders when you come back home to him.

acts of service that don't really feel like acts of service — not to zhongli or you. gestures of devotion seem like a more apt term, now, when love is so ingrained in your lives that the word can no longer be used to describe it. you've turned the word from noun to adjective, from adjective to action. love is such a small word for such a boundless concept, but you manage to fit it in every word, every action, and every day leaves zhongli helpless and wondering in the dead of night of what to do with all the love he holds in his hands, specially made just for you.

it's a song and dance he can never quite stray from. even when his heart calms in the daytime and he can look at you with all the assuredness of a lover that loves and knows he is loved in return, all five thousand years of wisdom leaves him when night comes and you're asleep in his arms. he has loved plenty in his long lifetime. friends, family, even past lovers that he can only maybe recall when he can recognize a quirk or quality present in you. but it's in your presence that zhongli remembers that even an archon can become just a man weak to the war between heart and mind. what good is five thousand years of wisdom when it can't tell him what to do with all the love he has for you? how can he show it without scaring you away? you know who he is and you've said time and time before that it doesn't scare you, that you love him no matter what form or identity he takes but what if —

you shift in your sleep and all thoughts cease as he swiftly readjusts his hold as to not disturb you any further. in the dark of your room, zhongli counts each breath and beat of your heart and wills his own to match the tempo of yours. in the morning, he'll reprimand himself for entertaining such foolish thoughts while you hum and converse in front of your shared vanity. he'll share these thoughts with you as he always has, and you'll put down your comb and grace his face with crystalfly kisses as you always have in return. your routine shifts to make room for assurance during the times when he needs it, and the same goes for him when you speak your own fears and doubts as well.

it's part of the comfort of your life together, as strange as it may sound, that you live with all the joys and lows your love brings. sometimes, he wishes he can give you more and do away with all his mortal doubts completely, but a moment of contemplation reveals that it is exactly these doubts that make the softer aspects your lives shine all the more brighter. is this why you allow yourself to feel all your emotions, rather than push back and try to reason them away? is this why you've always placed so much importance in letting him know that should he ever need it, your shoulder is his to lean on? zhongli understands the rationale behind it and has given similar advice to mortals he's met before, of course, but it seems that even he is not immune to the irrationality of the heart. there is much wisdom to still be learned, he concedes. five thousand years is no match for an emotion that has existed since the dawn of teyvat, after all.

time doesn't completely erase all the insecurities of a man who has loved and lost so many in his long lifetime, but zhongli finds that he doesn't entirely mind. come trials and tribulations, he'll stand firm and weather it so long as he can keep holding your hand through it all.

#miyo.muses #zhongli.togo #dont ask me where this came from #i fully intended to write smth for alhaitham but ended up with *vague gesture to whatever the hell this is* #im not even that hyped abt zhongli so this was a surprise #i think its still soft and cute and my fave flavor of zhongli not-really angst but #shdbfdhjsb bye i dont think i can ever write for this man again #if this is what happens when i sit down and go “hey zhongli would be interesting to write about” then i am GONE #this isnt even fully finished or beta read i just want this out of my drafts #i have enough faves sir pls dont make me pull for u too #i already have thoma as my shielder!! i do not need another one!! #GRRR THE POTENTIAL OF ZHONGLI THOUGHTS HAS ME IN A CHOKEHOLD AAAAAAAAA #if i ever do end up writing for him again feel free to clown on me </3 #sdgsjab sorry if this all seems so disconnected #i just have many ideas and no proper way of wording them all in a cohesive manner #so #you get this #genshin impact #genshin zhongli #zhongli x reader

[possumteeths]

I like fall out boy and patd as much as anyone else but theres a ~vibe~ to ppl who are still like batshit insane abt these groups who go out of their way to be like “im a cool adult i used to be emo” that i cant put my finger on

#Its a brand of pick me definitely #like somehow the ppl who are all like wow emo throwback lol love FOB are the same ppl who bullied me for liking these things in HS #Like ur gonna tell me in 2024 some girl from hs is posting brendon urie thirst traps on her insta story and shes married with children nfmd #Its very ‘I have no personality besides consumerism but this one is music based so im cool please please say im cool #Im aware this sounds pretentious but idk how else to word it #Like obvs i still like all these groups embarrassingly i love all time low still but im not fkn getting a damn tattoo and making a post abt #how they saved my life and wouldnt be there if not for (insert random emo group) #its also…. hrmmmmm its like u dont know how to be a person with interests besides vaguely gesturing at a dartboard that has a list of googl #defined emo things or something #like ‘this is a really good movie/band/cartoon/whatever because hot topic always has merch of it’ #Mmm same with nightmare before christmas honestly lnfkdbfmsnsn

[vaguely-annoyed]

well well well, if it isn't the feelings i said weren't that deep

#nano bits #this is about every single feeling i have but specifically right now..... #everyone. how does one have a crush like a normal person. idk how to have one #either i am so nonchalant that people think idc about them or i fumble through every social interaction that has— #—and will ever exist and they and their grandma notice right away #i'm 27 i should hold it together better than this #nothing's gonna come from it btw even if he found out #we respect an aro king #we still caught feelings!! but we respect an aro king i will not burden this man with (vague hand gesture refering to self) #whatever i've got going on #we play dnd together and i my character became the source of one of his character's traumatic events #<-(taunting one of the big bads for them to attack ME and getting someone else hurt by dice decision) #i was trying to keep that from happening... so it was DEF NOT ON PURPOSE but yk #i still feel so bad (and anxious. as one does. when they're normal.) nano wth is wrong with u it's playing for fun... #he's kind he won't hold it against you #nano brain: WHAT IF HE STARTS HATING ME #dude chill out. you're good. it's whatevs #(<-me lying to myself)

[snailcubezz]

did you hear about that mother? broke her daughter's legs in two

and said "it's too dangerous to walk, so i had to save you"

(rbs > likes)

#🐠.png #psychonauts #psychonauts oc #jim monday #struggling to process parental trauma while repeatedly blaming urself for the disappearance of ur only friend Sure must take a toll on ya #its ok hes fine :) hes normal #also idk how obvious it was but the red/blue lighting is meant to represent both the guilt over bettie going missing n that hanging over him #and also is meant to sort of. resemble police/emergency vehicle lights #bc the blaring car lights are one of the few things he Can remember from the night he was taken from his parents #and when his parents got arrested #gestures vaguely . do u Get It #for blacklist: #eyestrain #ask to tag

[meatriarch]

stooooopppp no wait maria stumbling on a whole entire Incident ( ie. murder ) and being so shellshocked / horrified / paralyzed that if someone barks or coaxes demands at her to help she goes into like scared prey animal mode and just listens out of fear and confused obligation and it doesnt register for a time that shes helping move an entire body or w/e and the horror & disgust & fear of it all hits her like a train -

.

#im vaguely asleep still but gesturing to her dire aus & the possibilities there but also to miss tiffany sweet-scolding her into helping #move a body bag and marias so 'im so sorry i feel sick i might throw up i think im going to drop them can i take a breather pls-' #like sweetheart babygirl get aWAY from the body!! let it go!!! drop it!!! rUN!!! tiffs prob in her heels u could do it!!! FNJKSAD

[lifesver]

@f1rstcut cont. from here!

❝ come — on —! ❞ he slams his palms against the door, angry, grief-stricken. again, and again. he throws his shoulder into it. all it does it make noise, send bolts of pain radiating through his exhausted frame. the door doesn't budge. hasn't budged. they're trapped in this fucking room, still. he hits the door again, something like a choked sob catching in his throat. his hands feel numb. ❝ — please... i'm sorry. ❞ it barely comes out as a frayed whisper, this time.

your fault. your fault —

his ears ring. he knows the dripping sound is from their dead friend, in the room over. leland almost doesn’t hear maria speaking to him. everything sounds so underwater, warped and pitchy, and maybe like it’s happening to someone else. god, he wished this was happening to someone else. his eyes take a moment to meet hers, glassy and snapping to focus. she’s scared. so is he. and he doesn't know what to say. what will make any of it better. what the hell will bring their dead friends back. he feels like he can't breathe without tasting rot. blood. feels the sick spatter of it on his face, where the fissure in the wall hadn’t spared them the mess of chainsaw teeth tearing through flesh and organs and— god. god. what the hell is happening to them? he can still hear her fucking screaming.

red, red light, red room, red hair, limp and tangled around connie's shadowed face. this is all your fault, you should have been there —

his knees want to buckle, sudden headrush making him sway slightly on his feet. his stinging palms slide down the cold metal, defeated as he stumbles back from it. maria’s hands coming to frame his face are the closest thing he has to an anchor on reality, and leland crumbles apart easily at her touch; ❝ sorry, i’m — i’m sorry. ❞ he stammers out, voice a strained rasp. ❝ i should have. i didn’t… why'd i let her go alone? why — ❞ he didn’t realize he’d started crying. quiet sob shaken from him as hot tears spill down his cheeks, over maria's hands. she bleeds into water colour in his vision.

he should have been able to protect them. at the campsite. here. when they’d gotten separated, caught out by the monsters hunting them through these god-forsaken tunnels. there were too many of them. he couldn't keep her safe. can't stop thinking about how scared she must have been. thinking she was all alone, when they were so close. so fucking close, and he couldn't do anything while that monster —

his mouth runs senselessly; ❝ i can’t — we can’t leave her out there. maria, we… it’s not right. we have to do something, they can't — ❞ he's half incoherent, shaking badly through the shoulders. he knows, maybe, there's nothing he can do. he knows there’s nothing fair about this. despite how his world tilts and falls away around him, he tries to use what he's feeling for something. anything to keep his grip on reality. mindlessly, he brings his hand up to the side of maria’s face, mirroring her. carefully thumbing away the fresh blood. connie's blood. she was so hesitant to come along on this trip. she knew it could be dangerous, but she came anyway and —

leland feels sick. he remembers talking in the light of the campfire, not even half a day ago. with their sleeping friends all around them. they had thought they were safe.

unsteady, he refocuses on maria, dragging in a harsh breath as he tries to listen to her words. she needs him here. she needs him to keep it together. she's alive. you found her. you have to be strong. and if you can’t be strong for real, you just have to fake it. just keep faking it.

leland blinks fast, nods minutely; ❝ o — okay. ❞ confirmation is weak, and hiccupped around the overflow of tears. but he steels himself as best he can. tries again; ❝ okay. y — yeah. okay. ❞ he can. he has to. he can’t let maria down. can’t give up. can’t feel sorry for himself. he has to get them out of here. keep moving. keep breathing. don't think about it. don't think about it. his head still pounds. pain lances up flaring knife wounds all along his back. but whatever he was feeling must be nothing compared to maria.

teeth press together stubbornly against the threat of another bout of welling in his chest. he looks to maria, half-helplessly. ❝ what... what should we do? ❞

#this one goes out to rae who always tells me it's my/leland's fault when connie dies in the cutscene - #sorry maria u get lee having a little teeny meltdown #im just gesturing vaguely about things like mb they got grabbed again and thrown back in a cell w a door that isn't just flimsy wood #f1rstcut #ic tbt #cw death #cw violence #ahaha.. haha

[sholmeser]

yasuo is Absolutely trans to me btw like he was belittled and excluded by other children his age growing up for no real reason besides the fact that he was “different.” he was given a new name that reflected his true self when he joined his swordfighting school. he and yone grew apart despite being inseparable as children because yone just couldn’t (more like wouldn’t) understand him and what he stood for as they grew older. he continues to persistently be isolated and mistrusted in society even after his name is completely cleared simply because he is who he is. and also i just think it would be funny if taliyah was an egg when she met him and then hung out with him for a while and Realized Some Things

#i see him as transmasc but i like transfem too in a way that #he doesnt really start to embrace that part of himself until after ruined king when hes traveling with ahri because #he feels like he can be himself around her #anyways ahri allegory for addiction and yasuo allegory for queerness or mental illness and they love each other !yeah #league of legends #yasuo #btw im not saying that hes transcoded just that i think his narrative kind of lines up with tge. Experience. u get it (gestures vaguely) #myne #01

[spadilled]

feel sad....... send asks

#ooc. #i am going to lay down here on the floor and not move until i have him #which means u should all send me asks bc i wanna get back into replying to my inbox #i miss it sm #i miss bullying ori in their inbox mostly but #just #gestures vaguely #i miss inbox stuff #ik i have a lot i haven't replied to yet but #im working on it

[lrdvyke]

why should it hurt so much? + diallos

❛ Why shouldn't it? ❜ Vyke returns the question back to Diallos, a little more bite than there should have been within his voice as he does so. Tarnished are still coming in, still pushing through the mist and carving deep into the Lands Between. Why should they not? It is not as if you have burnt the thorns yet and claimed the throne. It is not as if there are others more fitting. More Runes to be had. More demigods to fell. More more more more more—Vyke grits his teeth, a breath comes out in a quiet hiss as he smothers an echoing voice and drowns it in his empty mind.

The cover of his helm is enough to calm.

❛ Give me a person here still in their right mind who found no ills within this land, ❜ he continues, reflective almost with nothing of the short anger he once held. ❛ Give me a person with no ills and only success following their steps, I will rethink everything I have come to know of that which lays beyond the sea of fog. It is only pain you will find. Broken minds and sorrow—if you have yet to find it yourself, it has already found you. Hounding you from the shadows. Behind every corner, ready to attach itself to your back and dig, and dig, and dig, until that once sturdy spine of yours breaks. Just like the rest of them. ❜

He blinks.

Returning to the present. Vyke stares at Diallos through the slit of his helm, clouded blue eyes with a pale red hint.

❛ Keep that question for later. You will not be able to ask it when your mouth is filled with the blood you say your oaths to. ❜

@saovaene !

#saovaene #— ver. main #SO IVE BEEN THINKIN #since the other ask u sent long long ago ghjksjg #and if i remember correctly you said diallos comes in late #so WHAT IF #it's right at the cusp of vyke's descent? so diallos is jus coming in and vyke's about to leave #somehow their paths cross and now its this #whatever this is #vague hand gestures at u #so diallos would be getting a bit of a ... .. .. . rougher vyke lol #if it doesnt work tho lemme know and i can try something else! <3

[px-0]

i shouldnt have gone apeshit and posted Every Drawing I Have Ever Liked in the span of 2 days because now i dont have anything else to show you guys

#I HAVENT DRAWN IN SO LONG……. #VAGUELY GESTURES AT ASK BOX IF U WANNA REQUEST ANYTHING #I WILL NEVER GET TO IT BUT ITS THE THOUGHT THAT COUNTS

[puppyeared]

@poicyss THEMMM

#HAVE I TOLD YOU IM LOVE THEM?? THAT I WOULD FORFEIT ALL WORLDLY POSSESSION FOR THEM??? #ALSO I LOVE THE NAME VINCENT AHH.. IT SUITS HIM SO WELL IM NOT KIDDING 💖💕💕💕💞💖💕💕💗💗💘💞💕💞 #I loved talking to you abt the babies!! I’m glad you take the time to talk to me abt them I really do like Anton a whole lot even if I feel #like I’m a bit annoying about it but can you blame me he’s so COOLLL there’s so much you could do with his character it’s so!!! ahhh!! #gestures vaguely!! If you ever think of something for him or like any of your characters text me I’d love to talk!! cherishing ocs my belove #d!!!! #rotating them in my brain like a microwave houghhf… #I’m probably gonna make like a rough draft reference for Vincent so don’t be surprised if I text it to u.. but if I’m going too fast let me #know and I’d be happy to slow down a little and focus on something else for awhile #!! I know how I get when I put myself into something it’s scary I know hshfhs #my art #doodles #my oc #friend oc #Anton #Augusta #Vincent #VINCENT MY BELOVED #starshadow

[bedazzlecunt]

i hate getting testy with folks who are annoying about my boundaries because genuinely at this point i could not care less what you are doing with consenting partners or whatever. i dont think youre Morally Bad for doing rapeplay or painplay or whatever. i don't care!!! it's none of my business!!!! just keep it away from me!! but i can't come on here and be like "please dont interact with my stuff if you're posting about how hot rape is that makes me want to die" without some weirdo crawling out of the woodwork to be like Oh So You're An Evil Puritan? You're Making Moral Judgements About Me Personally? You Want Kinky Queer People To Die?

#wren speaking! #its genuinely so fucking exhausting. you wouldnt believe how many asks i get being annoying 2 me about this #and the vagueblogging (gestures vaguely) #if you see somebody's DNI and u feel anything abt it other than slightly annoyed that u cant reblog a good post #look in the fucking mirror buddy!!! #i think as a victim of extreme abuse and csa i should get to have boundaries about this but LMAO am i right