next time im just gonna get very drunk and walk around and start asking people if theyd kiss me and when they all inevitably say no i will just walk home at night alone and cry myself to sleep
hello roommate. in front of you is your dog. if you make more than 50 loud wet cartoon kissing noises in the next minute this pipe bomb will blow both you and it to pieces. good luck
fuck yes fuck yes birthday alone time birthday alone time
would it save me da money’s to wait for TPBs? hell yeah! the thing is i must have a physical copy of every issue of Batgirls
@manaborn said: curled up against leo, she wants snuggles. :I
His eyebrows raised from the sudden movement beside him, Leo looked down from his book as his partner was neatly snuggling against his bare chest. With a gentle chuckle, he placed a soft kiss against her forehead, right before laying down the manual onto their bedside table.
“ What’s up sweetie? Are you cold? “ his right arm now wrapped around Gwen’s body, he pulled her in even closer before lightly pressing his lips against hers.
“ Guess we should get some sleep, huh? Tomorrow’s another day of doin’ shit.. gettin’ up early & stuff. “
i just think
💕 women 💕
You drive the getaway car…
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I want to write kisses again. Like this for a kiss in your inbox.
Ohhhh It’s them!!!~
My handsome hubbies ₍₍ ( ๑॔˃̶◡ ˂̶๑॓)◞♡
Can Kazuha be more cute by dragging your ass to Liyue to give you his zither— Also, gotta love those Pierro crumbs for sure
when i need that extra push, in the last 2 hours of my shift i’ll draw 8 smileys on a post it and cross out one for each 15 minutes that passes, because its a reasonably short amount of time while still keeping the overall number of checkpoints low.
[Ace x West, 983 words, hurt/comfort]
West's chronic pain is flaring up and it's starting to affect his sleep; he doesn't seem to realize that Ace is more than willing to help him
CW: wrists, food/knife mention, minor self destruction/lack of self care
Though he wouldn't admit it, it was obvious West was having issues with his wrists again. He was stubborn like that, refusing help until things became debilitating; taking the pain with a smile on his face. Ace knew that sentiment all too well, and it pained him to watch his boyfriend struggle. Hell, it had taken forever to convince West to let a nurse examine him a few weeks back, and even then the bastard had been adamant that he didn't need any special treatment.
And he was technically right; she concluded all he could do right now was rest his arms and hope for the best, and if problems persisted they'd look into treatment options. But he should've been treated right then. He didn't say it, but he'd been dealing with it silently for years. He believed taking downtime would make him look weak; so he held his head high and actively allowed himself to get worse, triggering flare-up after flare-up.
Ace had woken up late one night to find West sitting up in their bed, silhouetted by the dim moonlight. He was staring at his left hand, brows stitched together as he slowly moved his fingers and studied them. Ace sat up, hand pressing into the small of his partner's back as he peeked over his shoulder.
"What're you doing?" he asked softly.
"Thinking," West mumbled, turning his hand over to look at the back of it. Ace noticed the faint tan lines from his compression gloves, garments he rarely ever took off. Long fingers trembled weakly, a telltale sign he'd been overworking them.
Ace frowned, taking the tired hand in his own, supporting it as he traced his thumb over the knuckles; effectively pulling West from his melancholy trance.
"What'd you do today?"
"Not much," their eyes met for a moment, "Thatch needed help in the kitchen again, so I stepped in."
"Did'ja use a knife at all?" Ace squinted, the sight earning a little smirk from West.
"Yeah, just for a bit though. The carrots were about to spoil so I prepped them for stew."
"I'll kick your ass,"
"Hey, I said it was just for a bit!"
"You also said gripping things makes flare-ups worse, you shouldn't be using knives."
"No, I know," West replied, "But..."
"We've got numbers for a reason, babe," Ace reassured, gently pressing his cheek to his partner's shoulder; watching his thumb continue to trace tender circles.
"Someone else can do that stuff. Thatch won't hate you or think you're a baby if you stop helping him."
"... You sure?"
"Positive. I'd even help him if it meant you took it easy."
West nodded thoughtfully as his eyes followed the motion of Ace's thumb. Whether he liked it or not the bastard was right, and it was everything he needed to hear.
"That means a lot, actually... Thank you,"
He leaned slightly, kissing Ace on the forehead before pulling away just enough to share a gentle smile with him.
"I'll try to take it easy."
"That's all I want." Ace murmured, nuzzling into West's shoulder again.
There was a moment of comfortable silence between the two of them before Ace spoke again, voice hushed and soft with sleep.
"... Is the pain keeping you awake again? Want me to warm 'em up?"
"Could you please?"
Without further word, Ace scooted away until he was sitting back against the headboard. West followed suit, finding himself seated comfortably between Ace's bent legs, back pressed to his bare chest.
"Stick 'em up," Ace smirked, pointing a finger gun at his partner's face.
"Sure thing, deputy dumbass," West laughed, resting his forearms against Ace's thighs, palms facing up.
Once everything felt situated, Ace gently placed his hands over those aching wrists; the heat from his palms soothing despite its fiery intensity. West's shoulders drooped, letting the heat wash over him in waves.
"Better?" Ace asked softly, and West returned a content hum. He tried to kiss Ace on the cheek as a thank you but missed due to the angle, kissing the corner of his mouth and earning an adorable laugh.
Ace continued, running his hands up and down over his sore forearms before settling on his wrists again. He repeated that languid pattern over and over, the rhythm predictable and comforting. The warmth quelled the pain just enough to make West drowsy, and after a few minutes of it, he was relaxing completely, falling asleep where he sat. His head tipped back against Ace's shoulder, who chuckled before pressing a kiss to his scruffy cheek. West hummed in response and turned his head, nuzzling into the crook of Ace's neck before settling in against his collarbone.
"Thank you, baby..." his voice was barely a whisper, breath dancing across Ace's skin as he nodded off again.
Ace settled in around him, cheek pressed to the top of his head and his hands steady and warm on his wrists; nervous that a sudden movement could wake him. He woke up occasionally on his own anyways; babbling something under his breath and only drifting off again after he heard Ace hum in response, letting him know he was still there. Nothing too coherent. Mostly quiet, strange ramblings; such as "You're the sexiest hot water bottle..." or "Why are you cooking me..?" Holding back his laughter was nearly impossible.
Admittedly, holding this position usually made his shoulders sore after a while. Even so, he wanted nothing more than to stay like this forever, with West safe and content in his arms. It didn't last very long though, and the familiar feeling of exhaustion finally hit him like a ton of bricks. As usual, he didn't fight it, simply yawning and closing his eyes; his hands sliding away from West's wrists as he joined his lover in some of the most restful sleep either of them had gotten in days.
*googles* how to ask my irl friend to be my qpp without them hating me
This girl in my dreams that pops up from time to time. The connection is so real- the love I have for her - the respect I have for her. It’s crazy. I wake up feeling empty afterwards. I miss her. Hurry up and come into this life time with me.