Nyoomymph - I Have No Idea What I'm Doing

going to bed at 8pm was the best idea I ever had. vastly improved my quality of life. I also don't have very good ideas so this was new to me

pretty sky from a few days ago

Smth abt zhongven man…..uuuurrggh

Gods who’ve lived through thick and thin together, only growing closer as each of the other Seven passes away. The table once full of familiar faces replaced with new ones.

Venti laying his head on Zhongli’s lap, strumming an old song from a bygone era, in old Inazuman or Fontainian dialect, only for a small tear tear to plop down on his cheek from above as Zhongli remembers the archons who have passed.

He holds Venti tighter, sighing, and Venti just continues to sing.

Once upon a time they couldn’t stand each other’s guts. And yet they slowly began to realize how precious each other’s company was, how they were wasting time and breath keeping up these pretenses of repulsion.

No one else in the world would remember the songs Venti sang, besides Zhongli.

No one would remember the tales of Archons past, besides Venti.

Perhaps they can forge a new future, together, and not completely let go of the past.

*Mutual reblogs something you posted*

Me: They still like me. Thank God.

that didn't happen

the wife confronts them but is willing to keep quiet about it and the entire thing is about the wife's trauma with her husband and a love story of the wife and the spy falling in love

You’re an alien spy that has replaced someone in order to blend in on Earth. Turns out the guy you replaced had a very unhappy wife who immediately realised you aren’t him when you treat her like a normal husband should.

this sitcom that is playing on the tv (I'm watching youtube and only vaguely listening, it makes me feel less anxious) is doing an episode where the generic housewife's ex boyfriend is mentioned. nothing in particular except for the fact that his name is Chad and he wrote her poetry about her eyes (so the husband writes poetry about her ears or smth idk). whatever but my point is that now I'm imagining this guy as the himbo from emperor's new groove and keep snorting as I laugh about it