people who live in areas where there are native lizards should never take that for granted. you can just go outside and see a little guy hanging out. what’s better than that?
What’s better is when the little guy starts doing little pushups, to impress another little guy you haven’t spotted yet. Or possibly you.
okay i KNOW i uploaded, in the strawberry sparkling post, two different gifs (1 and 2 were different), thats what showed up when i first hit “post”, thats what i saw on the post preview in my drafts
but either something is fucky with my display or something went wrong w the post cos now the first gif copied itself twice.
edit: if it was an actual thing that happened, now it’s fixed; if it was just an error on my display/browser/etc., then me changing the second gif didnt hurt anythin so,,,,
warnings :: use of ‘baby’ and ‘beautiful’ when greeting reader, is still gender neutral
okay i just cant stop thinking about
kirishima eijirou who makes it his life mission to surprise you with a hug from behind at least once a day.
kirishima eijirou who’s arms never miss an opportunity to snake around your lower torso, gently pulling you closer until your back makes contact with his chest.
kirishima eijirou who showers your cheek or the side of your neck with kisses. his lips either linger on your skin and drag out the duration of each kiss whenever he’s feeling soft or sleepy, or scatter quick pecks when he’s excited or happy about something (which is most of the time).
kirishima eijirou who nuzzles his head into the crook of your neck once he’s sure he’s given you enough kisses, his ‘hey pretty’ or ‘hi beautiful’ slightly muffled as a result.
kirishima eijirou who just stays like that for a while, slightly swaying your hips from side to side whenever he feels a little restless or playful.
Ennotana have been making me EMOTIONAL of late. Tanaka would be the best, most understanding boyfriend and be really patient with Ennoshita’s tendency to overthink,,,
friends to almost-lovers to enemies to a friendship resurrected with lingering love and lingering wounds that can either be carefully bandaged or left to fester
Hello I would like to just scream for a moment about the comments section of a TikTok I just saw for being ✨️So Fucking Ableist✨️. How fucking hard is it to put a clear, two word warning at the start of a video that the video contains heavy strobes?
People were like “oh it’s not his responsibility” and “epileptic people should just not be on this app if it’s so bad”. Bruh, one person even said they should just Look Away.
Look, I get not everyone understands accessibility needs but please just use one fucking brain cell instead of saying this shit.
In which Toi'uhla and Lordakai meet under different circumstances.
A small tailor’s shop on the south end of Joi proudly flew a flag stolen off an old naval ship. The lord who approached the doors flanked by zer attendants and tailed by guards had been disappointed to learn the owner of this strange little establishment had long since left the pirate life to his past. With this shop being it’s tombstone.
Still, as ze entered ze felt zer nerves light up with a quiet sense of things being just to the left of what they should be. A man, larger than any other Toi'uhla had ever met stood behind his counter. His grey streaked hair pulled back in a messy ponytail and his pitch black eyes glinting from behind the curved lenses of his glasses. His broad reptilian face looked far too gentle and warm as he smiled and welcomed them in with a deep and warm voice.
“Toi'uhla, it’s an honor to have a client as prestigious as you in my shop,” he stepped out from behind the counter, his clothes plain but decorated with lace trims and well polished buttons, “Come, come, Let’s get your measurements taken so we can chat about what you will want for your wedding attire,”
“Its a pleasure to be here,” Toi'uhla followed him, gesturing to zer accompaniment to stay in the waiting room, “How long have you been a tailor Mr.Lordakai?”
“Just Lordakai is fine enough if you do not mind. But, if you count the years of yore when I was working the backrooms of my nan’s shop as a boy, just about 80 cycles. So, I can assure you, you are in good hands,” he leads zer into a small round room with a circle of mirrors set up around a perch with a ladder leading up to it, “There’s a changing room through that door if you’d rather undress alone,”
“This is fine,” Toi'uhla shrugged, “You’re going to be seeing it all anyways,”
“True, true, but everyone has their preferences. You are welcome to keep on however much or little as you are comfortable with, but the closer to skin I can get the better the measurements will be,” he stood to the side, his hands clasped in front of him and his long whip like tail swishing behind him, “If you will allow me this discretion, I can’t help but get the feeling it wasn’t my years of experience that drew you here all the way from Cu'Liona,”
Toi'uhla took zer place on the perch before answering. Ze was wearing only zer shorts, but the old man’s scrutinizing gaze made zer feel more bare to him than any amount of nakedness would ever achieve.
“I heard you used to be a pirate,”
“Yes, briefly, and many years ago. I do nothing to hide that, but why would you care? Think I know the secrets of some lost treasure or another?” he teased as he pulled out his tape measure,
“No, no… It’ll sound absurd, but I asked for an appointment with you just to be a bit rebellious,”
Lordakai laughed, deep and hearty as he wrapped the tape around Toi'uhla’s thin waist, “Is that what lorinuses due to be rebellious then? Make appointments with long reformed crooks?”
“It is when thats all the rebellion you can afford,”
“Hm, I suppose i can see the logic then,”
“Do you ever regret it?”
“Being a pirate for those years? No. It was thrilling in a way, and now the consequences of it have long faded and the memories been made sweeter with age,”
“I meant the reforming part,”
“Ah…” Lordakai trailed off, and Toi'uhla caught the way he paused and purses his lips in the mirror, “There are days, when me and the missus arn’t getting along and the customers are complaining about things I can’t control, that I miss the life. A friend or two I wish I’d kept closer,”
“Who were they?”
“Are these questions part of your rebellion?” he huffed, good natured and warm even as he deflected,
“I don’t know. I think I’m just making conversation,”
“We could talk about your wedding attire instead. Maybe chat about your spouse to be and-”
“Anything but that,” Toi'uhla cut him off as anxiety flourished within zer.
“So… Don’t like your spouse to be then? Or is this the normal anxieties of marriage getting to you?”
“I do, ze’s my best friend, and I’d lay down my life for zer just as quickly as I’d clean for zer-”
“But you don’t love zer, do you?”
“I do love zer but… But not in that way,”
“You wanna know a secret?”
“Do I?”
“Maybe, it might help,”
“Share it then,”
“The woman I left the pirates life for, the mother of my children and my wife who I’ve been very happily married to for almost 70 cycles now? I’ve never loved her in that way, and she’s never loved me either,”
“Then why would you marry her? Did you think you would love her eventually?”
“Nope, I found out I’d fathered her clutch, and it didn’t matter if I loved her or not anymore. We had cubs to raise. Responsibilities that were a lot easier with us wed than not,”
“You left a life of adventure for responsibilities you didn’t ask for and a woman you didn’t love?”
“I left a life of worry and filth and violence for an honest one with my family. My point, your lordship, is that you don’t have to love zer to have a happy marriage with zer,”
“But I want a marriage with love in it,”
“And I want my daughter to send letters more often,” he joked, “We can’t always have everything we want. We just have to pick what leaves us wanting the least,”
Toi'uhla couldn’t respond, ze felt that lump of anxiety I’m zer chest throb and swell as ze was forced to face zer confusion and fear of what was to come,
“A lord like you, from a species that isn’t too precious about sharing their mates, having anxieties about this sort of thing puzzles doesn’t it?” Lordakai mused, “It’s not about this mysterious "zer” is it? Maybe, if I’m not crossing a boundary, this is about more than just the marriage, what, with you so eager to hear an old man’s ramblings about a life that’s no more?“
"Maybe,” Toi'uhla sighed, “Tell no one this, but maybe… Maybe I wasn’t cut out to be a lord married to a monarch,”
“Maybe indeed,” Lordakai mused as he stepped away to note down the many measurements he had taken while they spoke, “But you can’t know that until you have lived it, can you?”
“I guess,” ze swallows back a sharper retort, “I guess,”
“Hey, perk up, Toi'uhla, I’m certain you’ll be ok,”
“I’m not worried about not being ok, I’m worried about being bored and trapped with responsibilities I never asked for. But You wouldn’t understand would you? You gave up a dream life willingly to go chasing boring shackles of responsibility,”
“That friend I mentioned? The one I wish I’d kept closer. Do you know what happened to her, you lordship?” his response was careful, guarded, but spiked with something approaching hurt,
“What? Did she die in battle having carved a name for herself after a life of exploration and wonder?”
“No, She died after a battle left her insides out side of her long enough for infection to take her. She was the bravest, fiercest, most brilliant pirate I ever met, But a cabin hand getting a lucky shot with a rusty steak knife was enough to end her. And that? That was a happy ever after for a pirate. She died a slow painful death, but got to say good bye before she was gone. The myth of a pirates life you have in your head is far from the truth,”
“You said it yourself. It was worth it. You never regretted it. So, which is it then? Dreadful slog, or something you look back on even after loosing a friend to it?”
“It was both,” Lordakai sighed, “It was a life I miss every single day filled with people I would give anything to speak to one more time, and it was a life I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy,”
Silence fell between them again, Toi'uhla nearly shaking with wound up nerves about things Lordakai knew he would never truly understand.
“Toi'uhla? Think of it this way, I’m happy I left the life, and you should be too. A pirate and a lord meeting never goes well for the lord now does it?”
That same sense of strange unease, like things were not quite right filled them both once more. Toi'uhla swallowed zer suffocating nerves,“I guess, but maybe in that other life we would have been the exception.”
