@jaz-transmits-official just another one, I sWEaR
[Translation: “We are united with our friends from Chile.”]
(This is Shenanigans! Spanish isn’t my first language, but I’m learning and 100% open to corrections. Thank you!)
Personally, we’d like to encourage everyone to learn about the subject if you’re a foreigner (like Fruitloop and Shenangians). There’s mass amounts of misinformation being spread to make the citizen’s look bad, and we recommend asking someone from Chile for details before going to a mainstream news outlet (CNN, BBC, etc).
Please, guys, stay safe! We’ve also seen the fires, riots, curfews, and brutality made by the police and military. Stay safe and strong!
I literally found this on Facebook and I was laughing like a fucking idiot in class
Some neat Invader Zim background production art from GIR Goes Crazy & Stuff, Lice, Dib’s Wonderful Life of Doom & Tak: the Hideous New Girl
Can we take a moment to appreciate that Zim named all of his robots?
Capitano darling being his pen pal and poor dear has no idea of his identity
I'm very sorry, I don't know if your requests are open but I can't get enough of Capitano content.
For the Harbingers, I'm open for anything. Also, @bye-bye-sunbird, come and get him! 👀😼
Exchanging letters with your mysteries pen pal became the absolute highlight of your week. You'd pour your heart and tears into the words your hand would oh so excitedly write down, sometimes even actually crying with the sheer excitement of knowing that somewhere out there, there was a person, an actual person, who cared about you. This person cared about you, they liked you, that is why they sent you their first letter to begin with. The letter itself was short, curt and simple but that did not stop you from writing back and hurriedly giving your reply to the mysterious messenger that appeared on your doorstep one fine summer morning.
Hours upon hours would be spent constructing the letters, sometimes you'd say whatever was on your mind while on other occasions you'd stop yourself and fix your choice of words, promptly going for something much more eloquent and refined, a quality that your mysterious partner seemed to exude in spades.
Their handwriting was neat, clean and proper, you imagined they must be singing papers often if they had such pretty handwriting. You would let your curiosity sway you and there were times when you wanted to know what your dear stranger did for a living but they were oddly mysterious about their occupation, which was strange considering just how intimate and open they were about other matters such as what kind of tea they drank in the morning, general preferences and hobbies, silly things like that made you even more curious about your darling stranger. You did manage to get somewhat of an answer out of them one day though, but it was still as vague as it possibly could be.
"I feel bad about hiding things from you, but to put it in the best way I can, I work for the military. That is the best answer I can give to you at the moment."
Ah, so you were talking to a military personnel? How interesting!! Again, curiosity got the better of you and you persisted with your questions, but more careful as you fared you'd offend them. You were under the impression that your dear stranger wanted to say more to you but was holding back for whatever reason.
Months flew by, almost a year, you were done holding back yourself.
It was time for everything to come out into the light, you thought to yourself.
You wanted to meet the person who made you feel so good, you wanted to see them, him, in the flesh.
It wasn't hard to decipher that the sender was a man. The smell of sharp cologne and pine wood still lingered on the letters you kept hidden in the drawer of your desk and the strong choice of words at time were a strong indication that this man was not willing to deal with anyone's nonsense, aside from indulging himself in yours.
Under the moonlight and with a flickering candle right next to you as your only light source, you wrote to him, you wrote to him your longest letter by far. Mistaking your curiosity and infatuation with the beautiful feeling of love you proclaimed your feelings to him and boldly announced that you wished to meet him, to see him for who he was.
"When you see me, I wish for you to kiss me, kiss until I am sick of it."
Never before had he replied back with such downright monstrous speed. He sent you but a piece of paper, with just one sentence on it, blood red ink sticking in your memory as you read it out loud in the comfort of your room.
"You wish is my command."
Overjoyed would be an understatement with how you were feeling at that moment. As you danced around your room while clutching the letter tightly to your chest, you never stopped to consider just how the two of you were going to meet or how he was even going to find you, let alone kiss you breathless. Alas those worries never even crossed your starstruck mind as you eagerly awaited to be swept off your feet by your Prince Charming. Living in a fairytale is charming but it would have done you well to stay intact with the real world too.
Whispers of lingering shadows and Fatui soldiers started to plague your village, several of your neighbors constantly felt the need to remind you to keep vigilant and to lock your doors at night, do not ever trust the Fatui.
Never open the doors for anyone, never.
Looking back on it, you regret spacing out in the middle of their monologues.
The seasons had passed and winter had come, a thick layer of pure white snow decorated the earth below you as the strong wind and harsh snowflakes found their way inside of your home due to the powerful wind that was bellowing all around you. A few snowflakes even managed to lose themselves inside of your clothing and hair but their icy chill was nothing compared to the large, gloved hand that lovingly caressed your chin.
Standing in front of you was a man, a man with whom you had never crossed paths with in your whole entire life. His entire aura, his being was radiating absolute control and calm. The dozen of men behind him kept their distance but it was obvious that they were ready to charge in if need be.
What was a Fatui Harbinger doing at your doorstep?
His face was much closer to your own now and it was Impossible to read him. His entire body language was rigid and firm, it left no spaces for speculations, especially the daunting mask that he wore on his face. Aside from the few strands of ebony black hair on the sides this man revealed nothing about himself to you, cornering you not only in your own house but in your own mind too.
What was he going to do to you?
A sigh escaped him, hot air came out of his mouth as he stepped closer, his feet nearly crossing the threshold of you home.
You didn't even see that you were shaking like a leaf.
"How long do you want us to stand here in the cold, dear?"
He spoke, he said something to you but your brain hardly registered it. But his next words were something you could most definitely not ignore:
"I came here to fulfill my promise to you..."
The lower part of his mask had been removed, his pale lips on full display. They hovered over your own for a few moments.
"How about we finally share that kiss?"
Before you could even think about answering, he pressed his lips on yours, claiming them for himself as he made sure to swallow every single little sound you made.
You always dreamed of living in a fairytale, of finding your own prince. But how could you have forgotten that not all fairy tales have a happily ever after?
Huge thank you to @lovheadcanons for watching the draft!!
HEIZOU!!!!! MY HERO ❤️❤️❤️❤️👌🥺
✦ Pairings : Aether, Heizou, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Venti, Xiao (seperate) x reader (no gender or pronounces used, only you/your)
✦ Summary: how they show their love without directly saying it.
✦ Warnings: petnames (my dear, sweetheart), half proofread, except that none i think, tell me if i missed any im bad at these.
✦ A/n: guess what? another one based off my boyfriend and his characteristics. (im his biggest fan, but hes also mine) ive never written anything like this b4, please give me feedback pls and thank you!! also is there a name for 5wirl + scaramouche?cause i just know about 5wirl and 4nemo, please tell me.
✦ Wordcount: 500
✦ ATTENTION!!! do not copy. translate, remake my work, i do not give you permission to so dont do it.
Encouragement and reassurement.
This man showers you with praise and encouragement, even without words you know he’s adoring you. Just look into his eyes and you’ll see them glinster with love.
Always showing you off to his friends, squeezing your hand as he carefully drags you to meet the next person you dont know.
Big eyes and lips slightly parted as he listens to one of your stories, or just when you talk in general.
Speaking up for you.
“Hey, uhm sorry to bother and be that customer, but I just received the wrong food. I didn’t order the spaghetti…”
Will take your hand in his as he realizes your embarrased face.
“‘Tis not your fault, sweetheart. The kitchen just got it mixed up.” Drops the topic as he sees you cast your eyes down and starts talking about an old memory from his highschool days. His hand never letting go of yours as he rubs small circles on top of your hand.
Acts of service.
Will sit by the front door waiting for you to finish getting ready, untying your shoe laces, or clips for your heels and placing them ready for you to put on.
Will stay on his knees as he helps you put your feet in said shoe or heel and tie them/close them.
After that he’ll stand up and gently kiss you as he whispers how beautiful you look.
Won’t hesitate to do it infront of others either. Gentleman in private, and in public.
(husband material if you ask me)
Speaking up for you…/protectiveness.
“Hey! What’d you just say about her?”
Protective, but in a good way. No way he’ll let anyone walk away after disrespecting you like that.
“Speak badly of her again and I’ll personally make sure your life will be insufferable, now scatter.”
Proceeds to grab your hand and storm off, and when you’re in private he’ll tell you how much he cares for you and that he promises to never let harm come your way.
Simply using his voice.
Your head would be on his shoulder as he softly sang a song or told you a story. Your eyes falling shut every now and then before waking again.
Will carry you to bed or lay you down on the couch as soon as he felt your body relax, signaling you’d fallen asleep.
“Sleep tight, honey.”
Will probably sneak into the bed with you and you’ll wake up with two hungry arms around your waist, gripping your shirt.
Will keep you as close as physically possible when in public. Arm around your waist, your shoulders, or his hand gripping you so tightly you’d have to remind him to be careful.
Will glare at anyone who even looks at you. Wouldn’t hesitate to shove people aside to get through crowded places, all the while holding onto you for dear life.
Then tells you to remind him to never go out during the day again.
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reblogs and hearts are appriciated<3
also thankyou for the love on my coming back post, love you all sm<3, gained 50 more followers because of that.
22 years old ❤️ Genshin Impact / Transformers / Star wars ❤️
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