Inspired by dis
Me at Zhongli who was in his dragon form: u liek gold? Here have some *proceeds to throw the gold bar as far as I can and watch him run after it to add to his lil hoard*
Just him collecting various pebbles and shiny things to make a pile and sleeping around it. Half or full dragon Zhongli just waggling his tail when he sees someone giving him shinies owo
That's the meal
I AM CACKLING BUT ALSO SQUEALING BECAUSE YES I LOVE THE IDEA THAT DRAGON ZHONGLI WAGS HIS TAIL WHEN HE’S HAPPY (literally a chapter in universe abound is gonna have this as the premise lsjdklfjslkdf)
your jewelry doesn’t need a box no more - they’re being kept safe by your dragon boyfriend and he loves that you will always go to him to ask where your cor lapis earrings are. he normally doesn’t like people touching his shinies but if it’s you, he can certainly make an exception <3
also consider picky dragon zhongli-
you: zhongli fetch! *throws a crystal ore*
dragon!zhongli: *crosses his arms and sighs* i am not a do-
you: i said fetch! *throws a cor lapis*
dragon!zhongli: *jumps into the air to chase after the gem*
sukuna is this bad boy womanizer that claims that he'll never settle down, and then you happen and BAM. he's in your shared kitchen, heating up a bottle for your baby so you can get a bath and a glass of wine
he's like. wait how the fuck did THIS happen?
Peter Birkhäuser (1911–1976) - Moth, c. 1944-45
“You traded the sun for snow. Warmth for cold. Comfortable uncertainty for caged safety” AGZJKFN OMG I LOVE THIS!??? THE WRITING IS JUST *CHEFS KISS*
Despite the cheerful smile on his face, Tartaglia's eyes are like the sea - deep, dark and most importantly, terrifying.
No one knows what dwells deep within those waters and frankly, many are afraid of taking a dip in that endless sea of mystery. Who in their right mind would dare to see what this ticking time bomb has up his sleeve? Life is easier if you steer clear of him. Bow your head or simply leave, nothing good comes with dealing with the Fatui, let alone a Harbinger.
But to fall head over heels for one, well... That is a story worthy of the history books.
It was difficult to be with him. His lust for blood would never cease and the hunger for power would keep on growing.
That need doubled once you became a constant presence in his life.
Do you see him? Are you looking at him? He sure hopes so. Tartaglia lives for your words of praise, he needs it like air. Tell him he's the best even though he already knows that he is. Tell him that you love him, that you won't ever leave him and watch him take down the entire cosmos for you. Watch him come running back to you bloody and bruised, his tone quiet but sincere as he spills his undying love for you through his busted lips.
He is danger incarnate. Not even his co-workers want anything to do with him. But it's so hard not to fall into his strong, secure arms as he kisses you breathless beneath the shimmering moonlight. People avoid you due to your association with him and sometimes, you miss your old life. Sometimes you miss how the sun would kiss your face as your friends laughed behind you, picnic baskets in your hand as you made your way towards a clearing you all fancied. You can still recall the smell of fresh bread, various jams and the endless sea of fruits everyone would bring.
Those moments were true slices of paradise. They were simple but meaningful, powerful even.
Some things were more powerful however.
You traded the sun for snow. Warmth for cold. Comfortable uncertainty for caged safety. Friends who left you for a lover who was ready to kill for you.
Don't focus on them, the ginger man would tell you. You don't need any of them, not when you have him. And you would grip his jacket tight, so impeccably tight that your knuckles would turn pale. He would then proceed to kiss those knuckles with a gentleness a man like him ought not to possess.
Tartaglia was a walking contradiction of a man. And you wouldn't have him any other way.
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Laios and Senshi, protectors of the sapphic girls
*Sero and Todoroki observing bkdk*
Sero, jokingly: I want what they have…
Todoroki, hesitant: I… okay, you’re annoying.
Sero:
Todoroki: and a loser…?
Sero: I wanna kiss you so bad.
hello! stumbled across your tumblr recently and love it, so resourceful! I wanted to know if you had any prompts or a list of ideas for things to occur/prevent someone going to their destination in a dystopian/post-apocalyptic world?
Problems That May Occur in a Dystopian/Post-Apocalyptic World
The fresh water supply is running low and your character needs to find a resource to replenish it.
A family member or loved one has fallen ill and your character needs to care for them/find the medicine they need.
The map your character has been following was ruined by the rain.
An animal/monster/rival group is attacking your character's home!
Someone important to your character has gone missing.
The wall around your character's base has fallen. It needs to be rebuilt before *it* gets in.
A storm is passing through and the conditions are too rough for your character to continue traveling. They need to find shelter before it gets any worse.
A dead animal has been found in the middle of your character's base.
Something is causing the food supply to rot.
A group of thieves has robbed your character while traveling.
Some kind of creature has been stalking your character during their travels. I hope it's friendly.
One of the wheels on your character's mode of transportation has broken/gone flat.
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Marcille makes me cry man, I never really cared for elves as a fantasy race but characterizing one as a person with the sole motivation to spend as much time as she can with the people she loves because she knows she'll outlive them is a heart wrenching masterpiece of an idea.
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