I Really Hope Whoever Wrote Thunderbolts Is Okay Because You Dont Understand And Interpret And Write

Last song: Ritual - Ghost

Last film: Thunderbolts*

Last TV show: Invisible

Sweet/savoury/spicy: Savoury

Relationship status: Single (I'm aroace)

Last thing you googled: danish crowns to euros

Looking forward to: My first Ghost ritual, in Denmark, Copenhagen. The one in Madrid got cancelled and I'm going to this other one

Current obsession: Ghost

Tagged by @dolly-macabre thank you so much!!

Tagging: @ask-frater-imperator @sister-obedience @ask-lavisghoul @multitool-multighoul @thelampisaflashlight @chaintheghoul (it's six but I couldn't think of more people)

Rules: tag 10 people you wanna know more about!

last song: I Let Love In, by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds.

last film: Don't Worry, Darling (Dir. Olivia Wilde, 2022), it was just added to UK Netflix lmao

last book: The Year of The Runaways, by Sunjeev Sahota.

last tv show: Yellowjackets, probably. I don't watch a whole lot of TV.

sweet/savoury/spicy: Spicy~!

relationship status: In a committed relationship with my Bachelors degree.

last thing you googled: 'Elizabeth Gaskell social class biography' on Google Scholar, this essay is kicking my ass.

looking forward to: Finishing this semester.

current obsession: Currently on an Alphrit kick, courtesy of @hanalyrata :*

tagged by: @ernest-shackleton, thank youuu!

tagging: @vatican3 @hanalyrata @watasemasaru @cosmicseafoam @m0rbidways @aggressive-snapping @sakuraspoke @osiiiris @akonos @dewymorningstar

I mean, those are my pronouns

Please reblog if you think that “they/them/theirs” is a valid set of pronouns.

this post must be reblogged by everyone

mutuals if tumblr shut down we are moving to email. we will chain email jpegs back and forth forever<3 this is my promise to you

Having to clean the shower is so fucking annoying. It’s clean in there. That’s where I go to get clean. It’s clean dude trust me. Stop fucking growing bacteria and stuff man this is the clean locale. You’re embarrassing me in front of the sink

Soap and Ghost? Boyfriends.

Alejandro and Rudy? Husbands.

I don’t make the rules.

i hope im a positive influence on somebody’s life

Fandom is not about cancellable opinions it’s about sharing and spreading art and fics and gif sets and poetry and showering each other in praise and tearing up because someone said something nice about a thing you made and writing posts that say reblog to give the person you reblogged this from a kiss on the forehead actually

Mushy May Day 11: Sitting on Their Lap

Pairing: Dew/Aether

Characters: Dew, Aether

Tags: Fluff, healing

Word count:

Summary: Mushy May Day 11

Dew has just come out of his elemental transition, he doesn’t feel worthy of anyone anymore, Aether doesn’t fail to prove him wrong.

Fic below the cut or in ao3

@forlorn-crows

Dew was in the ghouls’ wing of the ministry, sitting alone on an armchair of the common room. The new summons for the fourth era of the ghost project were sitting in the same room, they were his pack now, he supposed, even if he hadn’t even gotten to know them yet because of his elemental transition. He still had Aether and Mountain, he supposed, that was nice.

Aether had spent all of Dew’s recovery with him, using his quintessence to keep him stable during the whole aftermath, but once Dew had been able to move for himself again, he hadn’t let Aether stay, he couldn’t handle having him in the same room when Dew couldn’t even look at himself in the mirror from disgust. He hated the changes that fire had brought to him, being stripped of the water that had accompanied him his whole life was like taking away his very essence, it felt wrong.

And now, here he was, out of his bedroom for the first time in weeks and sitting among the other ghouls, who looked at him weird, because they hadn’t even met him yet. Then, he heard footsteps from the door, he didn’t need to look to the side to know that it was Aether that was walking in, he dreaded his very existence at that moment. Aether let out a quiet gasp when he saw the now fire ghoul sitting there and walked up to him “Dew?” He asked quietly as he placed a gentle hand on Dew’s shoulder.

Dew looked up at Aether with an expression that could only be described as conflicted. Dew loved the quint, but didn’t want him to see him like this. But, even if Dew had thought about leaving the room, it was too late. Aether was already on his knees in front of him and hugging him, “I missed you, drop…”

Dew had to hold back his tears - that now burnt him - as he gave in and wrapped his arms around Aether too. A few minutes later, they found themselves with Dew sitting on Aether’s lap as he ran his fingers through the shorter’s hair.

“You’re beautiful,” whispered Aether, “just like before.” Dew had a hard time believing that, but after about ten times of hearing some variation of those words, he started believing it.

If I had a euro for every time a spider fell on my shoulder as I was mid piss, I'd have two euros

Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it happened twice