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shout out to everyone who participated in the january-february mass depressive episode

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This wouldn't happen to me if i were a huge dragon

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what if im not medically depressed what if im just a massive lazy cunt and big loser

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the sexiest thing about me is that im cursed

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hello I am Not Dead

#had exams and seasonal depression #sorry <3

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Sure everything is twice as expensive as 3 years ago but at least we also didn't beat covid

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hi could you please tag your nsfw work? i dont mean to be rude so im genuinely sorry if it comes off that way

hi! you're absolutely not being rude, thank you for being so kind while asking about this <3

I will go through my blog on browser sometime next week and add the tag 'nsfw text' to all nsfw fics, and I'll make sure to tag any I reblog going forward with that tag too so anyone who doesn't want to see that doesn't have to

sorry I can't do it any sooner, I have exams and deadlines coming up but as soon as I have some free time I'll take care of that <3

#anon ask #ty for being sweet <3

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if Paramore disbands, I will have the biggest mental breakdown anyone has ever seen.

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my favorite thing about the mystery genre is that we all accept the concept of "world famous detective" without hesitation even though that is absolutely not a real category of celebrity

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like a fool

the duke thinks he's doing a good job at hiding his feelings for you.

spoiler: he's not.

wriothesley ♡ gn!reader

warnings: lovesick wriothesley (maybe ooc?? i think love makes people ooc 💖🥰), pre-established relationship

notes: Hello everyone welcome to my writohesley agenda.

"with all due respect, your grace... you're not doing a very good job at hiding it..." sigewinne trails off, scratching the side of her face awkwardly.

"hiding what?" wriothesley asks. his eyes never leave the document in his hand, but with the way he's been stuck on that same page for the past twenty minutes, sigewinne can tell he's been making no progress.

"your affection," sigewinne explains, "for mx [name]. everyone in the fortress has been talking about you and them!"

"that can't be," wriothesley replies confidently, "i'm impartial towards everybody."

sigewinne deadpans at what you've made of the duke, of how you've reduced him to a lovesick, enamored mess that is completely oblivious to just how much he adores you.

but it's so obvious! she thinks to herself with a pout. your visits to the fortress are random and rare, but every time, wriothesley is prepared. he's always ready with your favorite teas and snacks, always clearing his schedule and ensuring his work is complete before you arrive.

it's as if he can predict when you'll come, which is strange, because whenever sigewinne asks you when your next visit will be, you merely shake your head.

"i don't know," you always say with a regretful smile. "whatever happens, happens."

even now, as wriothesley sorts through various files and papers, his attention is not wholly present. sigewinne can tell by the distant, softened look in his eyes that wriothesley's mind is wandering—crawling—to you, reminiscing on your last visit, retracing your silhouette.

she wonders what the prisoners would think if they saw the duke like this: with fond, melting eyes and a subtle, kind smile. sigewinne wonders what the prisoners would do if they realized just how much of a hold you have over the duke, just how much space you occupy within his mind.

sigewinne thinks that wriothesley looks unlike himself. his features are sharp and defined, his scars intimidating and nasty, yet when he merely thinks of you, all fear is lost. when it comes to you, wriothesley is a lover, a man who has nothing but adoration for the world that has done nothing but wrong him.

when it comes to you, wriothesley is ready to forgive. he's ready to forgive himself, ready to break free from the shackles that hold him to the fortress. duty bounds him to the prison, but when he thinks of you, wriothesley sees something beyond the steel walls and underwater landscape. he sees a future. with you.

his heart warms at the thought.

from the content expression on his face, to the way his lips relax into a tender smile, wriothesley is in love. so, so much love. it's evident in the way honey spills from his irises, his gaze adorned with a sickly sweet glow as he rests his face against the palm of his calloused hand.

"[name]!" sigewinne suddenly exclaims. wriothesley's head jolts up, his eyes wide and pupils dilated as his mouth hangs slightly agape.

sigewinne giggles with triumph, watching wriothesley sigh.

"please don't trick me like that, miss sigewinne."

"hehe. sorry about that, your grace."

"you must be the only one who's caught on, sigewinne," wriothesley says with a small chuckle. "i don't think anyone else can tell i have feelings for them."

the melusine deadpans. "your grace, what i'm about to say might terrify you... but i think [name] knows, too."

wriothesley freezes for a brief moment, his mind going blank as he blinks slowly at the head nurse.

"that can't be," he mutters.

"you'd be surprised, your grace... it's kind of obvious."

"it is?" he leans against his chair, his head rolling back as he stares at the ceiling above. "i thought i was doing a pretty good job."

oh, sigewinne thinks with an incredulous expression, his grace is totally a lost cause.

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that scene in tlo where thalia tells percy he can't start feeling sorry for luke bc luke made his choices. and thalia reveals that the reason they couldn't make it to camp in time for all of them to make it to camp was bc luke kept picking fights. and annabeth never saw this as wrong bc luke was her hero. so thalia had to pick up the pieces. and percy thinking both that luke was put in a cruel position and that luke was putting others in a cruel position. and percy is the only character who understood both sides of luke bc annabeth sees only the best of him and thalia sees only the worst. and that's why percy is the prophecy kid and the one who gives luke the knife. bc annabeth had spent the entire series essentially giving luke the knife when he didn't deserve it. and thalia was never going to give luke the knife. but percy is the only one who can see exactly when luke deserves the knife.

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Genshin Pyro Men - Jealousy, Jealousy

Lyney x fem!reader, Diluc x gn!reader

a/n: omg hiii it's been a while lmaooo, so I started writing these as an exercise to get rid of my writer's block and I kinda like them? so anyway here they are, sorry to Thoma enjoyers but idk how to write for him so this is just Lyney and Diluc (fem!reader for lyney bc of stupid french gendered language smh)

btw, I've been thinking of writing some BSD headcanons/scenarios like this, lmk if that's something you would like to see

Lyney

The famous magician had never expected himself to be a particularly jealous lover…protective, yes, but he never anticipated that seeing you flash that perfect smile at another man would cause such fury to boil in his chest.

For a brief moment, Lyney is no different than any other Fatui agent, planning the demise of a target. His gaze hardens and the careful smile falls from his lips, until he feels his sister's concerned stare burning into his temple.

"Careful, brother." She murmurs, her hand closing around his wrist and grounding his thoughts. "You're smarter than that."

He knows his sister is right, as always, so he settles instead for his second impulse; showmanship. With a forced smile intended to settle Lynette's worries, he disappears into the crowd and appears by your side in typical Lyney fashion, his arm coiling slyly around your waist and pulling you into his side. Just where you belong, he thinks.

"Ma chérie, I've been looking for you everywhere," he simpers, his tone sickly sweet as he presses butterfly kisses to your cheek and ignores the stranger glaring at him, "what could possibly be so important that it keeps you from me, hmm?"

You begin to speak and Lyney thinks you might be introducing him to the stranger, but he's too focused on the curve of your lips to comprehend the words coming from them. Luckily, it doesn't take long for the man to take the hint, and when he finally departs Lyney tugs you even closer, until your chest is pressed flush against his.

"I never thought I'd see Lyney the great magician jealous." You tease, and he raises your hand to press a soft kiss to your knuckles, sending you a mischievous look through his lashes as he does.

"Can you really blame me, mon amour? I would be a fool to let you slip away from me."

Diluc

The uncrowned king of Mondstadt is far too secure in himself to display any jealous tendencies…or at least, that's what he tells himself. Truthfully, the looks you often get from other men in the city makes his blood run even hotter than usual.

Thankfully, being Diluc comes with privileges, such as the ability to scare off any pursuers with little more than a harsh glare in their direction; no one in Mondstadt would be stupid enough to compete with him. Except, that is, for his brother.

He knows Kaeya is trying to get under his skin, but that doesn't mean it isn't working. The way his arm is slung over your shoulders and the crooked smirks Kaeya keeps sending him from across the bar have Diluc's shoulders feeling tense, his breathing a little heavier than usual.

He hears the sound of your voice but can't make out the words, and then Kaeya laughs heartily and, to Diluc's horror, begins to lean in as though to kiss you. Diluc moves as quickly as he can, appearing beside your booth with a scowl just as Kaeya's hand closes around his half-empty glass across the table, and he settles back into his seat, still smirking.

"Ah, brother," Kaeya says, and only then do you notice his arrival. His heart feels lighter when he notices your face light up, but he refuses to show it in front of Kaeya, knowing it would only fuel his teasing. "to what do we owe the pleasure?"

"Out." Diluc responds, the word coming out gruff. Kaeya chuckles knowingly, but makes no movement to leave. Your bewildered stare flickers between the two of them, clearly oblivious to Kaeya's intentions.

"Really, Diluc? You wouldn't throw out a paying customer this early into the night, would you?" The lilt of Kaeya's voice grates on Diluc's nerves, and his scowl deepens.

"Out, now." Diluc refuses to elaborate, and finally Kaeya stands, hands raised in surrender, and moves towards the door with a victorious smile and an annoying swagger. When the door closes behind him, Diluc releases a heavy sigh and turns his attention to you, the frown on his brow softening as he takes in your look of shock.

"My apologies, love. Why don't you come and sit at the bar? I'll fix you another drink."

#genshin impact x reader #lyney x reader #diluc x reader #lyney x fem!reader #diluc x gn!reader

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𝐃𝐈𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 | 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐨. 𝟏

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must be nice to be able to let things go, unfortunately everything that has ever happened to me never leaves my mind

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i have to get into bed twenty times a day or ill start following through on various threats ive made