Look what came through the mail today! The letters & ( •̀ω•́ )σ 3 little gremlins from letterstoear.

Just wanna say i adore the flower stickers on the letters too much, they are that much worth mentioning.

the idea of adam parrish naturally slipping into his core of all cores henrietta accent around ronan lynch comparing it to feeling sunlight on his skin and warming him in such a soft and comforting way is deeply personal to me thank you for coming to my tedtalk

Love or Hate? Creative typography

Nah, because they didn't even introduce Abel, THE Abel, but they created a completely new character, Colette, the love of Cain's life and then paralleled her with Cas.

Imagine you and Eric exchanging letters

Coming to a halt in the water, your tail helps you stay upright as it sways with the sea to keep you balanced. Your eyes carefully scan the ocean's surface for signs of large shadows. Waiting quietly for a few minutes, a smile grows on your face when none appear. Not wasting any more time, your tail flaps rapidly through the water as you swim toward the surface.

You hear a loud and raucous squawk when you break through the surface with a big splash. You move the wet strands of hair that cover your face with one hand and look for the source of the noise. It doesn't take you long to notice the yellow bill, black legs, and glossy black shaggy crest of the large tern that was perched near the entrance of the short sea stack's alcove. Spotting the scroll of parchment paper hidden behind its now damp gray wings, you quickly make your way toward the Great Crested Tern.

"Captain!" You say, joy evident in your voice when you near your feathered friend. You rest your arms along the edge of the alcove's floor and watch the bird pick up the rolled-up scroll of paper beside him and make the short glide to reach you.

"Can't you come out of the water more peacefully," Captain asks you with a grumble as he tries shaking the water off his wings.

You have the sense to look sheepish when he turns to stare at you. "I'm sorry," You tell him, moving a hand out of the water and reaching over to smooth his crest down once more. He moves with your hand, trilling in satisfaction when he notes in the water's reflection that his crest fluffed up to how it once was.

"I can never stay mad at you." He sighs before moving his head toward the ground and pushing the scroll to you with his break. A grin breaks out once more on your more as you grab the scroll and begin to unroll it. "Another letter from your lover."

Your face flushes and you feel your cheeks heat up as Captain squawks with laughter at your reaction.

"He's not my lover!" You tell him with a huff though the softness in your eyes when you spot his name at the bottom of the parchment paper says otherwise. The tern doesn't point this out even though he wants to as you start your spiel once more about the relationship between you and Eric as you read through his letter. "This exchange is purely academic. To learn more about each other's culture and vice versa."

"I'm sure there are more things you want to exchange." He teases as he uses the tern's mating ritual of head raising and bowing to imply the point he's trying to make.

You drop the scroll in embarrassment, the paper furrowing itself and you submerge your body into the ocean in the hopes that the coolness of the sea would stop your face from warming up anymore at Captain's teasing. Peeking your eyes out of the water, you mumble to the bird "I'm going to feed you a feral animal” as he falls into a squawk of laughter once more.

The 31st Law of Poker: "A player, having once thrown up his cards, cannot take them back again under any circumstances." —Practical Poker (1905) by R.F. Foster.

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Old fashioned hand written letters. 💌📮📦✉️📭

talking bout sae being a pillow princess makes me think that chigiri would be a pillow princess

oh my god i would worship the floor he walks on istg. litter his body with hickies and coo how pretty he is, even if he hates it. (he secretly loves It when you praise him, cause it just feels different. it doesn't feel teasing, it makes he feel like he is put on a pedestal) watching his hands grip the sheets and his face scrunch up when he cums. running your fingers through his hair in pure adoration at how you landed someone as stunning as him.

oh and body worship. i want to praise every part of his pretty body, drag my nails down just to see the red line form across his chest. apologizing with a kiss on his cheek when he whines about the pain.

I always want him to be my pretty toy, my trophy sub, showing him off to everyone and watching other ppls eyes widen when they see how stunning he is, and how flawless his body looks marked up. pulling him away when others want a taste cause you are just too possessive <3

Erisweek2023 Day 4

From the Ashes the Wildflowers Grow

Chapter 4: The Hound and the Vixen

Summary: It was Eris’s turn to participate in The Hunt, Autumn’s own Great Rite which took place before the before the Samhain festival. Celeste is sent by her family to begrudgingly participate to avoid offending the Vanserras. She didn’t expect to be chosen. So when the great magic brings Eris to stand in front of her she accepts the gold apple. Then the magic entered her as well and it told her to run.

Word Count: 4052

CW: NSFW, rituals

Read it on AO3 here

Bonus chapter: Weathering the Flames

Summary: He was a fool. An idiot. Absolutely mad. He was all those things and more but he didn’t care. He needed to see her.

AN: This takes place after The Hound and the Vixen

Word Count: 2290

CW: NSFW

Read it on AO3 here

Masterpost linked here

it's my favourite time of year because i love tinsel but its also my favourite time of year because i get to send all my friends cute lil cards with my fun lil wax seals and no one finds it strange😌

even if it doesn't get better ever at least ill still have my 38583992 books and movies and tv shows to alleviate the horrors. and also the us postal service.

the next and last part of this small snippet: https://www.tumblr.com/sweetbrier2908/736463970496561152?source=share

(or a different ending of season 2)

what day is it? oh, today must be day 268 from the day you completely disappeared from his life.

it’s five o’clock, he is just getting start to write his letter for you. normally, he write those letters when the night ends, when his day is finally over and when his stupid brothers are all asleep so no one can interrupt the stream of his thoughts about you. but today, something is telling satan that he should write a letter for you just right after he wake up, so now, he’s sitting by his desk, a quill on his hand, a blank paper placed in font of him. maybe today he’s going to tell you about his dream. most demons don’t dream (except for when belphie makes them) , it’s the same for satan. he doesn’t dream. normally. but since you were gone, he kept having the same dream over over. in that dream, he were trapped in a castle. it was not like he was “trapped”, there was just something stopping him from going outside. the outside world, when he looked through the windows, he could see the storm was raging on and destroying everything on its path. but maybe it was his imagination, maybe it was not a dream but he could be sure that he saw a light, a small spot of light lingering in the middle of the storm. he thought maybe it was you, so that dream he had over and over from days to days and months to months, is maybe not a nightmare at all. he didn’t know. but today the dream finally ended. he didn’t see you in his sleep though, but somehow he was not trapped in a castle anymore, but somehow he saw himself in RAD student council and there was a small spot of light approaching him. he wants to tell you about all of that, because somehow, he thinks, it is a sign.

it is a sign.

so he wrote about this dream. not sure if this is the kind of story you want to hear but know you love it anyway. you always love stories about them.

he finished his letter (his 268th letter and maybe, he hopes, his last letter) for you, he folded it, put it in a cat-illustrated envelope, sealed it with green wax and placed it in the box with the other 267 letter he had written. and he can imagine the look on your face when he gives you the box filled with all the stories he wants you to hear, your face will light up and maybe you will cry a little. don’t you worry, he will be next to you to wipe those tears away. then you will throw your arms around him and pull him into a hug, and then maybe he will place his lips on yours just to feel that you are for real. and you both would be so happy, only if you came back, only if he saw you again.

it’s 6 o’clock. it’s time for him to prepare breakfast. despite your disappearance, they still have to try to keep it together. he still has his duty like everyone else, he still has his life to carry on even when everyday he misses you so much and it is getting hard to breathe.

it’s 6 o’clock on the 268th day since you were gone.

satan is just getting downstairs. he hears a small sound from the door, it’s probably asmo or mammon, who just come back from their nights out, he cannot care less. but he still heads to the door anyway because that’s just the way satan does thing.

but there is no asmo or mammon standing at the door, there is just a human. the human.

and there is a voice he has not heard for 268 days.

“satan?”

he looks up, and it's you standing at the door.

devildom sky is always dark, but somehow now it's brighter than ever.

and when his arms finally wrap around your warm body, there is only one thought in his mind - luckily, you don’t miss a single story.

thank you for reading. i did cry a little while writing it.

omg octa stannie haha 🫵🫵🫵

PIANO 🙂👊

It’s the first day of the month, so it’s Love Wishes with a letterbox day!

Here is Love Wishes witha letterbox at Sedgemoor Services, on the M5.

In Somerset, England.

(I do wish they didn’t have a red dustbin right next to the red letterbox - it’s like it’s trying to trick tired people!)

Like think about it. When was the last time you saw art celebrating bisexual people in all of their diversity. When was the last time you saw a bi artist that wasn't a fandom person. When was the last time you've seen art that actually celebrates liking any gender and not just whichever one is convenient/relatable for the op. When was the last time you've seen art that even features trans/nonbinary bi people.

Meanwhile, you'll see tons of art of beautiful men with top surgery scars and furry trans women 3d modeling and LG people making erotica and this and that and while some of these people are bi making these things too, there's still a motif of assimilation. Being bisexual alone can't and won't resonate with people and it's impossible to build a bisexual based art culture outside of lame shit or appealing to another letter you have things in common with because everyone that could have or did make cool shit was ran off and the next best thing is to just indulge in what's already there/has eyes on it.

dear employers,

if you're running a meet and greet/information day event, and doing interviews on the spot, there..... when you have an EOI form for it, it should just be "i'm interested in attending this event, thanks". I should NOT have to have to upload a whole ass resume and cover letter.. and then answer bs questions like "this position is very KPI driven. please tell us your past experience of achieving kpis" and "what's your perfect workplace like?" for fucks sake. if we're meeting at an event, in person, have a look at my resume and cover letter there instead. I shouldn't have to express interest for the event with my resume.

thanks.