OKAY BUT KAI HAVING STUPIDLY TICKLISH HIPS IS SO CUTE. I CAN TOTALLY SEE JAY JUST LATCHING ON AND SENDING TICKLISH SHOCKS THROUGH THEM UNTIL KAI IS SNORTING AND SOBBING BUT STILL LOVING EVERY SECOND OF IT.
YOU DONT UNDERSTAND HOW I FELT WHEN I READ THIS. IH MY GOD I FELL TO MY KNEES AND SOBBED IGM NOT DOING OKAY
i present to you this piece on how i feel qbiut this. warm, overwhelming and silly all in a butterflies sort of way
extra :]
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idc enough to rip and upload the video or see if anyone has posted it already
but this video of kenny saying he went somewhere (not canada!) to "recruit an old friend" who is "near and dear", I would have thought was going to be a swerve, like 'yep, my old friend YUJIRO 'THE TOKYO PIMP' TAKAHASHI'...
i WOULD HAVE thought that IF i had not seen kenneth's lil smile when people IMMEDIATELY started cheering when he said "old friend who is near and dear to my heart." he also threw in what appear to be a bashful head drop and a trying-not-to-get-choked-up voice when he started talking again. even in this shitty lil twitter vid from someone's phone, that smile looks real enough to convince me to tune into blood & guts in a couple weeks.
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Spent most of the day alone which means I got to experience Emotions™️ and Thoughts™️. Tried to cope with them by focusing on the present. Distracting myself with hobbies and a comfort game. I tried putting my feelings into art and writing. But it didn't help. Ended up getting the shakes and shits. So at midnight I built a joint out of leftover crumbs and stems I found in my box and empty baggies. Got me high enough to stop the shakes.
I've been telling my helper people that my coping techniques don't work anymore. I try. I do what I'm supposed to do but they make this feeling worse. And I don't even know what to name it. The closest I come to describing it is that it feels like someone inside me is scratching and hammering on the walls of my body. Like someone or something inside me tries to scream but the room inside my ribs is sound proof. It's a tension that's alive and crying until its throat is soar. Before smoking that sorry bit of weed I seriously considered overdoasing because I couldn't bear it. I would appreciate it if someone could tell me what to do with this feeling instead of numbing it with substances, but I only get told the skills that have grown to fail me 🙂 Even my therapist said that I have all the skills one could get teached. Why. Aren't they. Working anymore.
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i am nineteen. i don't have children. important information.
the cashier in the supermarket asked me if i needed any christmas stickers for my children this afternoon.
EXACTLY HOW SLEEP-DEPRIVED AM I?
[bonus "comedian times".
remake of the jared, nineteen vine:
cashier: hey, lady, can you take our free christmas stickers for your children?
me: no, i can't!
what's up? i'm maria, i'm nineteen, and i have never fucking given birth to/adopted/etc a kid!]
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went for a smoke in the kitchen and got called infantile for *checks notes* asking to wake me up for a test tomorrow if I don't wake up myself. just another day in the hashtag life
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The Winter Revelry: Invitation
The letter was sealed with a simple wax seal. Upon breaking the seal wafted the scent like honey and heather. Its form shifted to that of a small scattering of possibly butterflies. The paper butterflies showed tingled like crystal bells heralding a message. They danced, leaving trails of silver that languid in appearance, quickly composed letters. The loitered long enough for their content to be read. It was as followed:
The Herald of the Unseelie Court has been commanded by His Majesty King Balmoral Sitheach to cordially invite you to our annual Winter Revelry. We are celebrating 20 years of peace and wish to extend the amity to our companions new and old. A grand fete will take place at the Lùchairt Ghlòrmhor during the course of December where our esteemed guests are welcome to arrive and depart as their schedules permit. The Hunts begin at sunset and banquets will begin an hour after sundown. The honor of your presence is requested and any retinue you wish to accompany you will be accommodated. We await your response and hope you will grace our lands to commemorate the ending of another successful cycle of seasons.
As the letter came to a close, the butterflies swarmed and burst into shower of starlight. And from their collision reformed the letter proper, its contents written out for more practical use.
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as someone who has always had issues with sleeping, it's so strange to see how my husband can just fall asleep whenever he wants, wherever he wants. he could lie down on the ground and sleep for 8 hours, no problem.
he just goes to bed, lies down, and falls asleep. and then stays asleep until his alarm wakes him, then he gets up and is just. awake. just like that. he never remembers any of his dreams, he just sleeps. all night. uninterrupted.
it's just. very weird. I mean, I had a lot of sleepovers with friends when I was a kid, so I guess I already knew other people can just. sleep. but still, I guess I always figured it must be a coincidence that everyone else just happened to fall asleep and stay asleep on those occasions. but damn it's been 10 years of seeing this dude just sleep like it's no big deal, and I suppose that's just. how it's meant to be?! how unfair is that.
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Also I think its time for me to come clean but I know very little about k!pyros lore but wants to find out more but also don't have time or attention spam to watch
No that's so fair I'll be honest if I weren't so fucking autistic about some of the ksmp characters I would not have the attention span or capacity to pay attention to ksmp LOL
I like to think I understand k!pyro like some of the best out of everyone and Jack would probably vouch for that but I cannot for the life of me sit and explain lore
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