@grimesucker: ( x )
IT’S FINE - dox has spent his OWN time lying on the floor, a handful of various objects floating above him under the influence of his magic - a mushroom, a ball of moss, loose petals from a flower ; like a druidic mobile . the items remain floating even as dox turns attention towards shiro, returned from what was meant to be a simple errand run ;
“ s’okay. time is fake. it means nothing to the trees, it means nothing to me. —were you at the bakery again ?”
padding across the room, eyes on the objects floating above dox, one of shiro’s ears simply twitches to acknowledge that he’s heard the response. ---THEN a half-second later, the question brings him to a screeching halt, his gaze snapping to dox, looking both STARTLED and perhaps a bit found out.
‘ what? --no. ’ the answer is immediate, and shiro internally curses himself for reacting on that denial instinct. it only makes him sound more guilty. in an effort to LESSEN his obviousness, he continues; ‘ the bakery’s nowhere near where i had to go, why would i... ’
trailing off, allowing the words the HANG in the air like dox’s ball of moss, he realizes it’s no use. dox sees right through him and already knows that yes, he went to stare at the cute bakery boy again. conceding, though not without some embarrassed irritation, the werewolf puffs an exhale through his nose and moves to stand over the prone shaman, DROPPING a bundle of herbs onto his chest.
‘ --just take your coltsfoot. ’
it's missing shiro hours, boys 😔
headcanon: because it’s sinday…
shiro is a homoromantic sex-repulsed ace. this isn’t something that he hides, and it’s something that he makes sure his partners are aware of — he’s had relationships where it felt like he was disappointing a partner for getting uncomfortable as intimate moments escalate, and it sucks. he tells partners up front that sex just isn’t something he can offer.
he can, however, grow more comfortable with some things over time and exposure with someone. actual intercourse is still incredibly unlikely but, for example, over the course of his relationship with adam he became comfortable with sleeping naked together, with some certain more intimate touches, and with spreading kisses ( and bites ) across different parts of the body.
if suitably comfortable with someone and given understanding and patience, it isn’t impossible that he could one day be comfortable with ( and enjoy ) getting a partner off/having a partner getting him off with hands. oral is more of a stretch, anything that involves insertion is where he struggles the most as far as comfort, but there is some potential for him to grow more comfortable with certain aspects of sex.
Do you ever just go wow I have a lot of repressed anger
[text]: Just please try not to piss _____ off, I really can’t afford to find a new drug dealer again [text]: Well I’ve made a drinking game out of the Wiggles but I think I’ve got this babysitting thing down [text]: Haha never eat brownies from a guy with batman pajamas [text]: He puked in the middle of it and I still wasn’t disappointed. [text]: alcohol and riverdancing are a dangerous mix. have a sprained ankle. i die now [text]: Psycho is an understatement. U were running around the house screaming I’M UNDER THE IMPERIOUS CURSE [text]: This ER has an aquarium in it!!! [text]: I’m fucking a man old enough to be my father who is also dating my boss. What have you done with your life? [text]: You should hear the lecture my mom just gave me about cooking pizzas when I’m drunk because “I could have died”. [text]: He’s tying my arms above my head and all I can think is that I should’ve shaved my armpits [text]: You guys bombarded us in the bathroom and that kid whipped his dick out and peed in the sink. [text]: i have a feeling he has a nice dick. i can just sense it. [text]: anyone who buys me chipotle gets an automatic hj [text]: Someone said we’re out of ice. You collapsed on the spot and started sobbing, saying ‘but where will all the polar bears live”. That drunk. [text]: I ordered a million chicken go wraps and they gave me five. Even when I’m drunk I can count to a million and know its not five. They fucked me. [text]: He woke me up at 5am to recite nursery rhymes to our fictitious unborn child. [text]: I need you to be best friend brutally honest about whether or not I can go into public like this. [text]: At what point in my life was I not hugged enough to be on my fourth walk of shame in half as many weeks? [text]: Quick question. What’s the protocol on going back to a bar after going home with one of their bartenders? [text]: Go back and try to find another to go home with. [text]: I will gladly accept you into my home with open legs. [text]: Ah, but I don’t wear underwear. Every day is Commando Wednesday. [text]: I found an industrial strength sharpie in the drawer so I started writing BONER JAM 2014 on everyone’s foreheads so they kicked me out [text]: This love triangle bullshit is getting out of hand. It’s now a love polygon and I want out [text]: You pretty much lost your mind. Your ego has gotten ten time the size of your balls. [text]: There’s so much mac and cheese stuck to my foot right now [text]: Just told myself the phrase “You’re not THAT single” while dressing myself [text]: who are you and why are you in my phone as Dr. Seuss [text]: so explain to me why i woke up in jail this morning [text]: you tried to order a margarita mcflurry and when they said they didn’t make those you tried to call 911 [text]: all i remember is you climbed in a garbage can and said you were trashed [text]: not sure how we got back down, broken rib says we didn’t use stairs [text]: I wonder if wearing only a tiara counts as being clothed. [text]: Some lady just walked up to me in the bar and proclaimed that I looked like a “shady motherfucker.” Can’t argue with that one. [text]: thanks for bringing me home and putting me in my bed. the pillow fort your built around me is also appreciated. [text]: I just sneezed alcohol in a candle and started a fire.
stardust is golden, it settles on your skin and you shine with it. you breathe it in, and your insides turn to light, to the fiery blaze of cosmos.
ventured into the shiro tag for the first time in years, lying to myself by saying “it can’t be that bad this long after the show ended, right?”
yes it can. it’s almost exclusively gross ships and almost no solo art whICH IS ALL I’M LOOKING FOR. but no i guess all he exists for now is gross, uncomfortable ships. like, even more than before lmao. I’M NOT PULLING PUNCHES ANYMORE BC I’M NOT IN THE FANDOM OR RPC ANYMORE: ALL SHIPS BETWEEN HIM AND ANOTHER PALADIN ARE GROSS THANKS FOR COMING TO MY TED TALK.
...also it informed me that i missed his birthday. on an actual leap year. so not only am i bleaching my eyes but i’m also a SHAM.
as a teenager, shiro was actually on the scrawnier side. when he was a younger cadet, he was shorter than a lot of his classmates and it wasn’t until he was about seventeen that he had something of a late growth spurt which steadily put him closer to his final height of 6′2. the growth spurt helped put a bit of his bulk on too, but it wasn’t until he started working out regularly, also conveniently around the age of eighteen, that he really began filling out. wasn’t until he was twenty that he reached peak ‘tall & built’ status.
☆ @stolenbystars is back!!! gets a thing
“ hey. ”
it’s a hushed attempt to get the other’s attention, coming from off to the side. shiro’s hesitant to draw the attention of adam’s parents, but then... he’s nervous about the attention he’s TRYING to get, too. cheeks flushed slightly, he runs a hand awkwardly through his hair and glances BRIEFLY off to the side once the other boy looks over.
“ uhm. any chance you’re not too busy? i thought... maybe we could hang out? ”
People think that intimacy is about sex. But intimacy is about truth. When you realize you can tell someone your truth, when you can show yourself to them, when you stand in front of them and their response is “you’re safe with me” – that’s intimacy.
Taylor Jenkins Reid (via 9realms)