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mikrokcsmos · 1 year

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My Universe

synopsis; in which you get lost and Yoongi finds you.

pairing; idol!min yoongi x non-idol!reader

genre; angst, fluff, airport au

rating; PG-13

warnings; minor cursing (nothing explicit), reader has a minor panic attack, overprotective suga baby, we love a caring and attentive boi

w/c; 2,606

a/n; originally lost this entire draft and it took me three days to gain the energy and drive back to write it all over again from scratch. honestly though, I like this version better. anyways. enjoy, y’all. like/reblog and please leave some love. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, YOONGI. this is a repost from my old account.

Yoongi hated the flashing lights.

They always blinded his vision and made him see a plethora of stars, the kind that didn’t involve nightly activities between you two, when he saw not only stars, but galaxies. No, these were the ones that didn’t exist to the normal fellow travelers making their way through the airport around him.

He also hated being singled out. Usually the reserved and quiet one within the group, with very few words to say. He’ll admit, he’s been able to loosen up over the years cause he got used to the constant attention, the pushy reporters, the even more personal bubble bursting paparazzi that had no moral boundaries apparently to get one stupid picture of him. Even if you couldn’t see his face, they still went at each other like hungry wolves fighting for the same prey.

It sickened him. But at the same time, he knew it was their way of making a living. So, he allowed it to happen, to an extent, now choosing to mainly ignore them with his head down and earphones in. Thank goodness he has bodyguards to do most of the brunt work with keeping them at bay, so he didn’t look like the bad guy in the situation. All he had to do was swiftly walk in between the hefty men that no one would dare to get close too. Easy peasy. Smiling underneath his black mask, he thought of you, and couldn’t wait to see you.

The only problem was, you weren’t used to the constant attention, you weren’t able to push through the pushy reporters, you weren’t able to keep walking with your eyes being blinded every five seconds by a different camera. Which made you start to get heart palpitations, becoming short of breath.

You were having a panic attack.

I mean, seriously? How were you supposed to know that there was going to be a ridiculous amount of people here to see your boyfriend at nearly, your eyes glanced up at the digital clock displayed above the flight signs, 2:27 in the morning?! You grunted to yourself, your hand pushing through the crowd and surprisingly in between the security surrounding Yoongi. A little detail you also failed to consider in your obvious fool proof plan.

You were so close to Yoongi, you almost grazed the back of his black leather jacket. It was a taller, broad chested, reporter that was holding a video camera that shoved you away just as you were going too. Causing you to finally get pulled into the whirlpool of paparazzi and fans alike that were desperate to gain the rapper’s attention. Like you.

Okay, so this wasn’t your best idea at surprising Yoongi. You’ll admit. The original plan was for him to meet you at the unmarked black SUV that he would be climbing into at the end of his airport journey. Where you could embrace and catch up in private. But this time, you thought you would spice things up a little. Your idea? To surprise him inside the airport, and not tell him you were going to surprise him. Cause, well, then it wouldn’t be a surprise now, would it?

Bad idea. Extremely bad idea. You thought about kneeling down to try and calm yourself, but realized that could end up fatal on your part since it would make you easier to get trampled over by the herd of feet you can hear squeak, click clack and stomp on the shiny, freshly cleaned, tile. It was non-stop.

Your hands clutched the sides of your head as you whimpered, becoming over sensitive from all the constant noise. Bodies continued to brush past you, some more aggressively than most, almost throwing you off balance multiple times. You tried counting back from ten, which normally works, but not this time. You knew you only had one last resort. You had to call Yoongi.

A picture of you lit up the rapper’s phone screen. Simultaneously stopping the music he was currently listening to with his wireless bluetooth headphones and replacing it with the ringtone you picked out for your contact when you called, opting for your couple song. The picture was of you wearing an oversized hoodie that came over your knees with Yoongi’s face on it. You were sitting sideways on the couch with your bare legs curled underneath you in his private studio. One of the many pictures he cherished of you, meant for his eyes only. His heartbeat subconsciously picked up as he got the ceremonious butterflies in his stomach that never fail to appear with anything that involved you.

A monotone voice could be heard over the ringtone announcing your contact name that you gave yourself, Baby Girl 🥵. Giving him the choice of answering it or not by speaking through the headphones. Which he did, in a heartbeat. After snickering at the description of the emoji you chose, sweat emoji, you claiming that you know you always had that affect on him. You were right.

“Hey sweaty.” A quiet chuckle could be heard on his end of the phone, mentally patting himself on the back for the playful jab of your contact name in good humor. He continued talking a mile a minute.

“You would not believe the amount of people that are here so damn early. It’s actually insane. Probably the worst amount of reporters and whatnot in a long time, but I’m almost there and I can’t wait to–“

As the last body brushed against you rather aggressively, it caused you to stumble harshly forward onto the tiled floor, hands catching your fall and knees taking the brunt force of it all. You let out a broken whimper, only catching bits and pieces of Yoongi’s ramblings through the phone that laid a few feet ahead of you on the floor due to your sudden impact. You reached out and clutched it tightly with your fingers, pushing your body up in a semi sitting position, much like the one that can be seen in your contact photo in Yoongi’s phone. One hand flat against the tile, propping your upper body up. Legs curled next to you, sideways. All you wanted to do was cry out of frustration at everything going wrong. So, you did.

Staring down at the rare pearly white smile that beamed at you for your eyes only, used as Yoongi’s contact photo in your phone, only made your watery eyes overflow with tears that streaked down your cheeks in little rivers. Breaths slightly becoming shorter, making you gasp out a sob involuntarily. You quickly put the phone on speaker and set it on the floor in front of you, knowing you wouldn’t have the strength to hold it much longer.

His rambling was abruptly cut off, ears straining to hear what he thought he heard, though it was hard to be sure from all the raucous noise surrounding him. He went to speak again, but stopped himself when he for sure heard your watery gasp through the phone. His smile wiped off his face in an instant, turning to one of worry.

“Baby? Where are you? Are you okay? Are you hurt? What’s wrong?” The questions flew out instinctually, him wanting to solve the situation as fast as possible. He knew you were having a panic attack. He could feel it in his gut as soon as he heard you, having helped you through them in the past.

He stopped his brisk walking pace and stood stock still, nearly making the security guard that was positioned directly behind him, plow into him, before catching his footing in time to avoid his client. He closed his eyes to try and get any clue from your end of the phone when you wouldn’t respond to him. As much as he wanted to freak out, he knew he had to stay the calm one between you two in order to find you before it got worse. He bit his lip in frustration, zoning out the nagging from his security guards to get him to continue on his foot path to the end destination, nearly wanting to let out a cry of his own when he heard it.

The same announcement over the airport loudspeakers that littered every corner of the building he was in, something to do about a travel package to Hawaii, he could hear echo through your side of the phone back at him. Okay, he thought rationally, so you were somewhere within the airport. That much could be certain. Now he needed just a little bit more to figure out where exactly you were located within the huge facility. Maybe…a sign? He thought logically. So, he asked you.

“Sweetie, you think you can read me some sort of sign near you so I can find you and help you? Please? I know it might be hard, but you can do it, baby. I believe in you. You got this.” He asked in his soothing voice he knows can get through to you in your current state of mind. Semi loud so you can hear what he says, but slowly and clearly.

You didn’t respond right away. Shaky and watery eyes immediately surveyed your surroundings in search of some kind of unique sign that could directly implicate your position on this tile floor that seems to get colder by the minute. You could literally feel the many pairs of eyes that walked by you on faces connected to bodies that didn’t even try to reach out and help you in the slightest. What a cruel world we live in, you thought bitterly. Though, you wondered, if you were in their shoes, would you have done any differently? And that thought alone sobered you up immediately. A fresh new set of tears falling down your cheeks in streams now.

There it was, the sign you were looking for. Directly above your head, ironically. It was a picture of a smiling, and blended family, much like your own, you thought with a watery smile. In bright red letters, and a snazzy font, it read ‘Family Doesn’t End With Blood’. You managed to somewhat clearly reiterate the sign you just read to your ever patient boyfriend, hoping and praying to all that is holy that it’ll be enough and you can soon be in the comfort of his arms.

As soon as he heard the words fall out of your mouth he opened his eyes and slowly turned his body in a circle, reading every sign his eyes found hoping that the next one he reads will be the one you just told him.

Bingo.

It wasn’t even that far from where he stood. He immediately pushed through the last throes of the crowd surrounding him, or what remained. It seemed like half splintered off upon getting what they needed from him already. He didn’t even care what the remaining vultures thought of him, or what berating he’ll surely receive from his head of security once they find out he fled them of his own accord. All he cared about was finding you, making sure you were safe, calming you, and holding you in his arms.

It’s like the life you two shared ran through his mind in flashes, like a reel of a film. It spurred him to pump his legs even harder, especially when he noticed the lone figure that half lay beneath the sign. Getting closer he could see how fast your chest rose and fell, the tears that littered your flushed cheeks, and your eyes that widened upon landing on him coming towards you. He could visibly see your body sag in relief, which made his heart flutter knowing he could make you feel so calm in a matter of a look. It was the same way with you, for him.

He slid the last few feet in front of you on his knees. Not wasting any time, he began searching your body for any kind of wounds or minor injuries that could’ve triggered your attack, hands hovering over every bit of your body he examined. He found none, except your hands and knees scraped up a bit. He exhaled a breath he didn’t know he was holding. Good. Now to calm you down.

“I’m here, baby. I’m here, and you did so well. I’m so proud of you.” He praised you with a look so full of warmth, you couldn’t help but give a small, shaky smile in response. Feeling like a little kid again, you reached out to him with grabby hands. I need you now. A silent demand.

He encased your body with his arms, and gently pushed your head to lay where his heart is with one hand on the back of your head, the other brought your body impossibly closer than it already was, making you half lay on him now. With him supporting your body weight completely, you slumped into him in pure exhaustion, eyes closing and hands gripping the back of his jacket like you would never see him again after you departed. After a mere 4-5 minutes of listening to his heartbeat, your breathing returned to normal. Your eyes dried up. Your body regained its strength back.

You tried to unwrap yourself from him, but his response was to grip onto you even tighter, not wanting to let you go just yet. So, you let him. Returning the embrace with as much passion as he was. You lost track of how much time passed there on that tile floor, that oddly, didn’t feel as cold anymore.

It wasn’t until the head of Yoongi’s security cleared his throat loudly, did you look up from your position still attached to the rapper. Yoongi didn’t even flinch, making no attempt to acknowledge the man. Which left things in your hands. He stood off to the side of you two with his hands clasped together in front of his stomach, posture rigid, but eyes letting you know that he understood why your boyfriend broke the rules. He nodded at you once making eye contact and tilted his head in the direction of where the car garage was, subtly telling you that you guys needed to get up and it was time to go. Then he left, footsteps receding until you could hear them no more. That’s when you finally managed to get the rapper’s attention.

“Yoongs, can we go home now?” You asked meekly, voice sounding weak due to not getting much use of it for awhile. Your eyes must’ve been puffy for sure. They took the most damage.

You could feel him nod his head in the crook of your neck and reluctantly let you go. Yoongi stood up first, then extended his hand out to you to help you up off the floor. Gripping onto it tightly, you managed to raise yourself back up on your feet. He refused to let go of your hand even after you were up, instead opting to pull you flush to his side. You gave him a small smile of thanks, squeezing his hand, your silent way of saying ‘I love you’ to each other without words. He squeezed your hand back twice. ‘I love you too’. Your other hand finding purpose in the crook of his elbow, holding it gently yet firmly, you leaned into his side.

And then you walked in sync towards the car garage in the now unnaturally calm atmosphere, security once again flanking the both of you now.

Just two lovers wanting nothing more than to collapse into each other in their shared bed, at their shared home, where they can create their own little universe of stars only they could see.

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thetistaboveall · 4 months

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Lawrence’s Fantasy Hotel

Famous actors Benjamin Affleck, Ian Bohen and Jamie Lomas are honor guests at the opening of my brand now one of kind hotel experience to bring your deepest fantasies to life. They are paying me to entertain as they stay at my Fantasy resort with their choice of celebrity slave pets.

Benjamin Affleck is the first time honored guest to arrive as the limo is pulling up to the curb the door pop open and he steps on to the red carpet and even though he hates the celebrity.He can’t stand these events yet the camera set up is flashing so brightly, clicking so very loud at the sound of it all and the sexy smile of his crept on to his face spreading wildly in everyone’s face.His mind goes completely blank propelling his feet to move forward on to the cherry red carpet and a male escort guides him to the swinging double doors as they enter in to the room.

“Mr Affleck! Welcome to the event! Please do follow me.”

“I can’t help but do that”

“Our owner is awaiting us”

“I feel so weird”

“You feel perfectly fine “

“Yeah! I feel fantastic “

“Obviously! Thank you “

“Go inside the room”

“Yes! Thank you “

“What is this place?”

“Hello? Oh! He left “

“Anybody here?”

“Actually! I am the only one here”

“You are in another space and time”

“I’m sorry! Excuse me! Who are you?”

“Mwahahahahaha! Follow the path with your eyes.”

“That’s it! You see the red dot “

“YES! My eyes are fixated on it”

“Precisely! You are my project “

“I choose you to be the main guest tonight “

“I don’t understand “

“Stop trying to be some hero”

“You are not Batman”

“You are a burly chump “

“Ouch!l

“Did I hurt your feelings?”

“Maybe! It was kind of a turn off”

Something is off in the air as the dot grows it explodes covering the entirety of the wall shooting to cover over the other three walls and soon ceiling and the floor all of the color flows off.Forming a ball in the air the ball penetrates every sense in existence leaving him to his core shaking and eventually in a massive shambles. Ben is falling forward on to ten ground.The room begins to spin swooshing around and around till he faints everything goes in to spiral like situation and when he woke up he is now standing in the middle of my hotel room with a sexy smile and breaks out in a dance.

“Hello Sirs! Happy Birthday Jack. Let’s dance baby. I am about to strip!”

Ian Bohen does not know why or how he is now ending up next to Ben Affleck on stage hosting and presenting for a birthday party but yes he felt at home like he never wanted to be excited.The door soon lock surrounding us as the cool air from the vent sharply swooping all over the room hits Ian head on sending him flying on to the floor and his clothes strip open.He rises up unable to comprehend what is going on but Ben helps him up ripping off his clothes and Ian cannot do anything to stop it or help himself up as he wraps his arms over him.

“Ssshh….Command Prompt”

“Command please “

“It’s time”

“Everyone strip show”

“Pump the music”

“Dance off”

“Fuck yeah”

“Watch my ass “

“You see how it jingles “

“I feel enthralled “

“I am HOT”

“Mind if I join you babe?”

Ian can’t help himself bouncing on to the wall of the room doing a sexual sliding down the aisle moaning in pleasure in between my man Ben doing a back flip as the crowd Is roaring in excitement.Ian jumps up in to the backward forming a cannon ball landing before belting a note into the air and spinning in to the birthday boi Jack himself and sits on his lap with a wink.He does an unbelievable display of flirtatious then sits forward, placing his hand wrapping on is neck and doing a sexual lunges forces his cock to strengthen and grow forward a it presses on his pants.

“Hey babe!”

“Happy Birthday “

“Lay back”

“God! You are full and thick”

“How do you like my ass?”

“Kiss me”

“Lick my face “

“Mmmmm”

“Call me a good boi”

“Mmmmm”

“You say it so well”

“Fills my slave heart “

“FUCK!”

“YES”

“Fuck me!”

“So excited to be here bros”

“I’ve waited for my chance “

“Here we go”

“Stop flashing that in my eyes mate”

“Mate! I said “

“Mate!”

“Will you join me Jamie ?”

“Okay! Why not?”

“Great! Sleep”

“Command me”

“Showcase”

“Dance off”

“Party man”

“Yo bros!

“Want to see these pecs”

“My body is a toy”

“You mate come and feel them”

“I knew you love these guns”

“These are my guns “

“Kiss them”

“Ooohhh! Lick them “

“Take a deep breath”

“Inhale me”

“My every scent “

“My swerve”

“I smell good”

“Manly and musky “

“I bet you want “

“Bounce with Me”

“On my lips “

The end

#Hollywood Hotel Chain #ben affleck #ian bohen #Jaime Lomas #hotel fantasy #on stage #dance #party #mind corruption #mind conditioning #mind control

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putschki1969 · 6 months

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2023/11/10 Blog post by Wakana おしゃべりガーデン第３回目‼︎〜記憶喪失者続出の七五三〜

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Talk Garden #3!! ~Lost Memories of Shichi-Go-Sen~

The November podcast has been uploaded 😃♡ This time's talk topic is "Anecdotes of Shichi-Go-San"!! ️ Funnily enough, almost all the messages I received from everyone were full of "I don't remember". That made laugh🤣🤣I'm sorry, who am I to judge? I honestly don't remember a lot either, I guess we were all too young when we celebrated Shichi-Go-San 😂 I wonder if we should increase the age of celebration from 7(Shichi), 5(Go) and 3(San) to 12 and 15. *laughs* This way, it would be much more memorable 😂 Of course there were also some people who said that they remembered everything perfectly. Some of you mentioned that you remember crying a lot. Very relatable to be honest~ *laughs*

As a small gift to everyone whose message I read in the podcast, I made a handmade glass deco sticker of Shark-chan!\\٩( 'ω' )و // I had a vague idea that a sticker would be a good gift to give as a thank you, so after doing some research, I finally decided on these glass deco stickers! This is the completed set of my Shark-chan glass deco sticker🦈🦈🦈🦈💕A small gift! You can draw whatever picture you like on the film sheet by using the paint, then let it dry and it's done. It takes about 8 hours to dry the whole thing, but I let it dry for about two days just to be sure. Shark-chan is being mass-produced... (I also made one with some odd colouring.) When I tried sticking it on my Mac, the shark looked a bit wrinkled. But these are so much fun to make! 😳✨The glass deco paint is released by the same company that makes the popular Arabic Yamato glue. According to the official description, magical paint is a mixture of paint and glue that turns into colourful and shining stickers and looks like stained glass after drying😊 I didn't know about the existence of these stickers at all until I researched it but they seem to be quite popular😳When I went to Daiso, they also sold paint for this 😳From now on, I want to try more different kinds of drawings! ! \\٩( 'ω' )و // So, everyone whose message I read, please wait patiently for your Shark-chan sticker to arrive!

And I have some news! For the fan club event that will be held after the "Wakana Classics 2023 ~Winter Party~" on December 15th, we have decided to do a poll for the song that I will be singing during that particular section! I started my classical concerts back in 2020 with the "Wakana Covers ~Anime Classics~" album. I thought I would let everyone choose from a selection of songs from this album😉Click here for the poll! ・Yasashisa ni tsutsumareta nara ・Inochi no Namae ・Kimi no Todoke ・Get Wild ・Yume no Yukue

Please let me know which song you would like to hear! ! ! ♪♪♪＼(^o^)／♪♪♪ Lastly, here's a picture of my Gazania which bloomed again due to the abnormally warm temperatures(?)🌼It's blooming so beautifully 😳💕I'm so happy ♡

Well, I hope you enjoy the new episode! This time it's about 40 minutes long *laughs*Please relax and listen 😊

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Wakana’s Talk Garden#3 「Anecdotes of Shichi-Go-San」

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For this month, the topic is as follows =>

“Anecdotes of Shichi-Go-San”

For next month’s episode which is scheduled to air in December, the topic is "Things I should do before the end of they year but somehow, I turn a blind eye to it." The submission deadline is 11/30.

Wakana Winter Shark Festival Vol.#3 ~ Birthday Cross Talk Event ~

This year, there will once again be a fan club exclusive online streaming event to celebrate Wakana's birthday. This year, “Wakana Winter Shark Festival Vol.3 ~Birthday Crosstalk Event~” will be held on December 10th, the day of Wakana's birthday! Wakana will be joined by Yuuka Nanri, they will get together for the first time since spring. Everyone, let's celebrate Wakana's birthday together!! ‖Event details Wakana Winter Shark Festival Vol.3 ~Birthday Crosstalk Event~ Date: December 10, 2023 Time: 14:00~ Starring: Wakana& Yuuka Nanri(Guest) ‖Ticket details Ticket sales: Bitfan tickets Live streaming: Bitfan Live [Order period] November 11th 18:00 to December 16th 23:59 Event viewing ticket: ¥2,000 (tax included) *Ticket are limited to FC members *The archived video will be available for viewing December 18th.

#kalafina #wakana #wakana blog #fan club exclusive content #botanical land #Wakana's Talk Garden #wakana on instagram #winter shark festival #winter shark festival vol 3 #yuuka nanri

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ppystkposts · 2 months

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Profile Tag Game~

Tagged by @ticklystuff a loong time ago

Hello - Hehe Hii~ Of course Ppy isn't my name but you can call me that as I have a secret identity. Pipi, ok?

Chat: Tickling - I am frightened about the t word, although I'm not ticklish, It's ok if you try tickling me. But be prepared to when I get back to you "smirk".

Chat: Health - Skincare~ so refreshing! I love taking showers too. Ah, It's about another kind of health....I can't say much.

When it rains - Hm... A hot chocolate would go so well right now.

When it Snows - I've never seen snow but the thought of cold weather makes me exited!

When the sun is out - Ahh... I'll have to wash my hair again today, I hate sweating

Good Morning - Oh, good morning! It's another wonderful day.

Good Afternoon - Nap time!

Good Evening - Let's begin the work!

Good Night - Sorry, I'm not really in the mood.

About me: Color - Red, White, Pink, Gray, Green, Blue, Yellow.... I JUST CANT CHOOSE!! I love all the colors.

Something to Share: Jobs - Multi-task is my middle name hehe. I can do everything and more.

My Hobbies - Karaoke YAAAAY. Release the demons and have some fun with me, what do you think of a duet? Of course I get to do the rap and the parts you struggle.

My Troubles - I just, don't know who I am today......

Favorite Food - Katsudon!!!!!!!

Least Favorite Food - Don't put anything from the sea anywhere near me.

About @ticklystuff - I haven't talked much to them, but seem to be such a sweet and amazing person! Thank you so much for tagging me and for always remembering about my existence. I know we don't know each other well, but you were essential in the process of me accepting myself, the stuff Iike, and not giving up on my drawings.

About @xsezzie - LITERALLY MY SWEETHEART!!! I love you so much, thank you for taking care of me, and being such an amazing friend! I never Imagined to be so happy in this community, and you are a big part of what makes me happy ☺️🫶 You are the writer for my art!

Birthday - I can sing you happy birthday in 5 different languages! Also that's your gift....Just kidding, I'm preparing a surprise at 3 pm on my house, there'll be a cake and a lot of Brazilian desserts! Ops... That's not a surprise anymore.

#tag game #ppyspeaks #tickle community

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ninjacat1515 · 3 months

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Fresh Start Part 1

Karl drifted through his 24nd birthday, feeling like everything was slowly suffocating him. His job was pure drudgery and he loathed getting out of bed in the morning. Same old, same old. Nothing excited him and he took it out on anyone he found weaker. That gave him fleeting satisfaction at least.

An old woman had moved into the apartment across from his and she unnerved him, seeming to know way too much about everyone in that complex, including Karl. One day he was fed up with being creeped out and barged across the hall, kicking the door.

It opened a moment later, like she had been waiting for him. Her eyes pale and her skin tinged with mottled purple. A black cat slept in a cat tower in the living room, which was fairly tidy. The apartment was clean if albeit full of odd nick knacks.

"Well? Come to teach me a lesson for existing?"

"Why the hell do you know so much about me??"

"Public records. I like to find out who I'm going to be living alongside before choosing a spot. This place is so crowded, I miss the swamp."

He stared, eyes narrowing.

"You aren't happy with your lot, are you?"

"What? Ofcourse I'm happy!"

"You scowl and throw your weight around all of the time. Not happy."

He snorted and began to turn around. God he was ready to pack up and leave...

"Your entire life feels like a joke, doesn't it? You are empty and hateful, heading for more of the same if not worse. Unless you make a change."

"Lemme guess. You're some kind of self help guru who will fix my shit and sell me what I don't actually need. I have a job and my own place."

She smirked, most unimpressed and leaned on her cane.

"That wouldn't help you. I'm talking about something truly drastic. A change of scenery! But not a vacation. It would be your new home..."

Karl glanced about the hallway, hoping no one was witnessing this conversation. He didn't want people thinking less of him for interacting with this old bitch.

"So like what? Moving to a new town? I haven't even been here a year I don't feel like doing that."

"You would just be taking what you could carry. It would be a tough new life but you could go wherever you wanted and you wouldn't be beholden to this society's standards or bills. A clean slate! You could be who you truly want to be!"

The more she talked the more Karl fought the urge to roll his eyes. But ultimately she was pretty harmless. Just an old lady who lived alone who was probably experiencing signs of dementia.

"I can show you the way if you're willing. Tonight at midnight! Bring any supplies you deem necessary and some good shoes and a jacket."

"Um OK sure. Thanks..." he backed away and swiftly closed his apartment door. She was batshit but what the hell, he didn't have anything to lose and nothing else better to do. Maybe it was some whacky seance or a hike through a cemetary.

Just before the visit he downed some coffee before packing a bag with a canteen and some snacks, along with layers and his old hiking shoes. He hoped it didn't bore him to death.

"What is your name by the way?"

"Artemis. Now let me free you!" She beckoned him to a door and flicked it open, revealing a shimmering mirror of sorts. It was beautiful but Karl felt the hair rise on the back of his neck. What a strange set up and it looked so real! A lot of effort for some worthless old spinster...

"So...what is this?"

"A special doorway but I should warn you it is a one way trip. There will be no second chance to change your mind once you go through."

Karl blinked as his curiosity became anxiety. The lady was focused and eager and she suddenly didn't seem so weak.

"Ok I was playing along but I'm not going through anything! It's a prank isn't it? You drop a bucket on my head and film my reaction and all that fucking shit, right?"

"Actually no, it's not a prank. Nothing will be dropped on you." Her eyes shifted to lavender and her nails sharpened.

"But I need to hold up an agreement!"

She shoved him through with shocking strength, cackling. Karl fell through the warping magic before he could scream only he couldn't even breathe! The pressure in his chest didn't last and he sprawled onto the floor of some huge room. Dark polished wood, grand paintings of things with grey skin and he felt a sensation of being watched.

Karl looked up and a very tall figure in black and gold robes stood over him, arms neatly folded. It was smiling at him, flashing teeth no human should have. It had the same grey skin as the artwork and Karl scooted away. What the fuck, this was all some sort of stupid over the top joke!

"Thank you Artemis!" It gave a low laugh and Karl's stomach dropped. He leaped to his feet and went to run but toothed bear trap like horrors emerged from the floor, jutting up and snapping shut; almost getting his leg.

He was scared shitless and mightily confused but the old woman had not lied about the excitement. Be careful what you wish for you stupid fuck!! Karl snarled to himself as he dodged another attack and bolted off down a hallway.

#minecraft karl

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lumine-no-hikari · 4 months

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Dear Sephiroth: (a letter to a fictional character, because why not) #1

I have already written to you a great big letter. It's very long. I gave a physical copy of it to some very important people who may or may not be able to read it, since I wrote it in English. But it's with them all the same, and I hope they'll give it to you. I know that they probably won't. But I'll try to keep my hopes up anyway, because you're worth hoping for, and worth the pain if those hopes don't pan out. You're also worth writing another short letter to. I know you'll probably never see it, but I'm going to do it anyway; maybe something good might happen, who knows? So here goes... It's close to when those of us who appreciate you like to celebrate your birthday, so I'm thinking about you. Naturally, we don't know when your birthday actually is, but we think that it's worth celebrating anyway, so without any kind of planning or discussion, a set of dates was kind of collectively agreed upon over time amongst the people who care about you, and that was that. Isn't it beautiful when people can just decide something for something they care about like this? Some folks like to celebrate it on the Solstice - the 21st of December, or the day when the light begins to return to us again. I find that poetic - to celebrate your birth on the day that things get steadily brighter over time. I'm personally a fan of this one, but I might be a bit biased because I like to celebrate the Solstice, generally. Other folks like to celebrate it on Christmas - the 25th of December. This is a great day to celebrate it, too, because on this day, lots of folks celebrate light and the spirit of giving. Though your birth and life have been very hard for you up until this point, your existence has been a wonderful gift to so many people, so this is a beautiful day to celebrate your birthday, too! Regardless of whether or not you know when your birthday is, it's still good to celebrate it all the same. You're worth celebrating. Your life is worth celebrating. Maybe it doesn't seem that way when you look back at all the things that have happened and all the suffering you've been through and some of the things you've done. But those of us who've tried to observe the events that have unfolded around you with sensitivity and empathy can see, within you, kindness, compassion, integrity, courage, tenacity, determination, and so many other wonderful adjectives. You've been a guiding light for me and others like me who have had to struggle to overcome their trauma and pain, and struggle to try to remain steadfast and gentle despite the world trying to tear us to pieces. It's not easy to live in a world when you're different, is it? Because it seems like everyone around you wishes you'd disappear. I've struggled with that and with a variety of other unspeakable things for most of my life, so... if not for you, I wouldn't even be alive today. So thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you for being born. Thank you for existing. Thank you for enduring everything you've endured up to this point to be who you are today. Thank you for being you. I'm so glad that you're here. It is only the 20th of December where I live. But it is the 21st of December in Japan already, so I am going to take this time to tell you, with all the love and joy in me: HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SEPHIROTH! Please remember you are loved and wanted and that you belong and that you can fit in anywhere you choose, if you meet the right folks. You can find chosen family, even if it's not the same as the biological family that you were born to. You can make good choices, and weave beautiful circumstances with your own two hands. You can change the end to one in which all are safe, including yourself. You are loved, so please keep shining in the way that you do. I've got a little song for you that makes me think of you when I hear it. So I'll send it along. I'll even include how I translated it, below the link, just in case:

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I translated it this way - the beautiful thing about Japanese music is that so much of it is often so wildly open to interpretation! Here: —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- I tried not to allow today to be swallowed up by yesterday, but I ended up being swept away anyway. I tried to ignore my sighing heart, but then you jumped in with a smile. I took another look at the deadline that I thought I had decided was final, and pushed it back just one more time. If the scenery can change just by taking a single step, if anything can finally change:

Shine as brightly as you can, even if you get laughed at, because I'll be right here, holding your hand. It can't be someone else - it HAS to be you. Tears alone don't have the power to save anything; You have to shine on, to a tomorrow that has never before been seen. I'll be here, singing to you, waiting for you. I'll always be right here, singing a little song for you, and waiting for you.

I tried to wash away these feelings I have for you because I thought they were ridiculous, but they swirled around endlessly anyway. The tears that I didn't want to acknowledge were shed for you refused to return from whence they came. The scattered gaps in my vision made the path forward seem hazy. For better or for worse, you gave me a reason to continue, so I did.

Shine as brightly as you can, even if your path seems endless, because I'll always be right here, with my hand outstretched to you. No one else can do this - it HAS to be you. Wishes don't come true by themselves; You have to shine on, to a tomorrow that has never before been seen. NO ONE CAN TAKE YOUR PLACE!

Shine as brightly as you can, even if you get laughed at, because I'll be right here, holding your hand. It can't be someone else - it HAS to be you. Tears alone don't have the power to save anything; You have to shine on, to a tomorrow that has never before been seen. I'll be here, singing to you, waiting for you. I'll be right here, waiting for you, until you can sing together with us in this place, too. —-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—-—- FLARE Written by Milet

Please, please, please, please... stay safe out there. I know you're doing a lot of stuff to try to create peace and safety for those on your world, but remember to take care of yourself, and remember that you, too, are worth the peace and safety that you're working towards. Until next time... Your friend, Lumine

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furiousgoldfish · 1 year

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Happy birthday!!! Idk if your birthday is difficult for you in any way, but I hope you feel some joy about the fact that you've made it this far. Hopefully you did something fun for it!!

Your blog has been an amazing resource for me. I've never been physically or sexually abused- just a nice variety of neglect and social isolation :D And because neglect is not as well recognized as other forms of abuse, it was difficult for me to reconcile that my parents are abusive, but your blog helped me realize that I am, indeed traumatized. Some of your posts resonate with me so much. They make me realize I'm not alone, dramatic, or crazy. That my pain is real, and all that.

Seeing someone else struggle and work through trauma similar to your own is important for healing, I think. You've shown me that it's possible, though painful, to heal and make something of yourself. The trauma will never "go away", and we'll never be "normal" (whatever that is), but it doesn't have to be end of us.

Thank you for sharing so much of yourself. You've helped countless people by spilling your guys, and writing amazing posts.

I always go into holidays and birthdays optimistically, like 'oh I'll be fine, years have passed and surely the trauma wore off' then act surprised when I suddenly get attacks and meltdowns. Who could have predicted this. Not me.

My recovery period does get shorter though, and that's all it matters, seeing progress.

Thank you for all of the kind words you've said to me in your ask, I do want to point out that neglect and social isolation can be absolutely devastating to a child, as attention, interaction, caring touch and social acceptance is absolutely vital for growing up healthy, and missing out on all that makes a very disadvantaged, traumatized person. I didn't realize it either, just how bad neglect it, before reading Complex PTSD from Pete Walker, where it's pointed out and explained in detail, that just the absence of neglect and receiving care can stop someone from developing ptsd altogether after experiencing trauma. It also points out that victims of abuse and neglect will often go and choose abuse rather than suffer neglect, they will want interaction even if that interaction is filled with pain and hatred. That's how bad neglect and isolation are. We are likely to choose to be actively hurt than to be abandoned, alone, without a connection in the world.

Last thing I need to point out is that you already are someone. Just by the fact of existing, you already are someone in this world. It can be very difficult to see it, isolated and with no clear place in current society, but we're all someone even if we don't do anything about it, we don't have to 'make' ourselves, just figure out what fulfills us and go after that. I know abusive parents like to act like this isn't true and they go telling children 'you'll never make anything out of yourself', like that's even a possibility. We're all someone by default. Our choices lie in whether we managed to go and also be happy as ourselves. We don't need to prove that we're something, to anyone.

I agree with everything else you say, even if trauma persists, that's not the end of us, we're still people, and often good, kind, compassionate and capable people. We don't get to see it, because we're not put in a place where our virtues can shine, and out best traits are instead often used against us, but that doesn't change who we are.

I'm glad you can tell that your pain is real, and I'm really sorry you've been put thru all of this, and had to find the resources yourself to make sense of it all. You deserve more resources and support than this blog. Thank you for everything kind you've said to me, it really means a lot to me to read it.

#ask #surviving trauma #healing from trauma #abuse recovery #trauma recovery

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valentinesparda · 1 month

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY VALENTINEEEEE

how about birthday cake, gift, and surprise! for your choice? :3c

@kylars-princess WEEEE THANK YOUUUU I'll answer for euphemia since ff12 is on the mind 💜💙 adding in all the immediate f/os, including familial

BIRTHDAY CAKE: what's your favourite cake flavor? does your f/o get you that kind of cake or do they surprise you?

EFFIE GETS THE FRUITS AND FLORALS CAKE BEAM!!!! god forbid we know what spices and herbs exist in ivalice (maybe somewhere in the other ivalice games there lies an answer) but for now I'm gonna say that they like vanilla based cake with a small layer of berries in the middle, but they may also like a lavender or rose cake :>

upon second thought, there's a very small chance that effie would like tiramisu, but I think I'll go with my gut on the first option

either way, drace goes out of her way to drop hints about her sibling's birthday to vayne and he knows that effie has never liked large celebrations, so he has a very small, personal-sized cake baked by the imperial kitchen, but effie wakes up in a terrible mood and can't bring themself to eat any of it, and when they have lessons with larsa later they offer to split it with him

no cake sharing with gabranth, i think he would have one taste of the cake and go PBBTH from the shock of flowers in his fuckin mouth (if it were tiramisu he might partake in it)

GIFT: what does your f/o get for you? what do you get for your f/o on their birthday?

drace wouldn't be able to get them a gift beforehand, but they do ask to go to the shops with effie and buy them whatever they want, it's a little shopping spree for the siblings :D it's the same for drace's birthday

vayne buys effie a gift every year for their birthday and it is ALMOST ALWAYS supplies (notebooks, pens, bags, etc) because he doesn't actually know what they like anymore. drace has told him to try flowers and he vehemently denies it because he still thinks his feelings are a secret. effie draws things for most people's birthdays, and vayne has a drawer full of all of the drawings they've done for him but he would deny it

larsa gives them flowers from the garden every birthday!! it has become a small tradition the past few years where he'll choose specific flowers for their meanings and surprise them with them. they gift larsa books for his birthday because he loves reading!!

gabranth is....well....he's kind of on the same level as vayne, where he doesn't know what effie would want, but he has been anonymously leaving them flowers for the past few years after noticing it's what larsa does. unknown to effie, they do the same, following flower meanings as well. when they eventually become closer, gabranth signs notes with his flowers and the bouquets get larger each time he drops them off

SURPRISE!: does your f/o throw a surprise party for you?:

ABSOLUTELY NOT. vayne tried once and effie wound up having a panic attack for the rest of the night. no surprise parties for the anxious tutor.

#asks #nick tag #otp: to be alone #otp: fools of ourselves #si: euphemia

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guess-my-next-obsession · 2 months

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i'm a little (A LOT) late to this, but i still wanna wish you a HAPPY BIRTHDAY BABY!!!!! i wish you get all the experiences you crave this year and all the creative energy to do the things you love the most! i hope it's the most magical one yet! 💜 also, i've seen your reblog so now the interrogation starts. i hope you're prepared. the overhead lamp is on, as well, just so you know. we're all professionals here. no messing around. my questions for you, dear kat, are: 1) what is your most favourite thing that you've ever written? 2) if you could live in one of the worlds you have created in your beautiful writing, what world would you choose? 3) what inspires you to write? 4) do you have a comfort song? or a movie? what about a painting? 5) how does it feel to be ridiculously talented and incredibly kind and such a cutie?

first off—I LOVE YOU. 🫶🏼

now onto the interrogation! and i’m glad we’re being professionals about this, detective. everyone knows how strictly business i am …

1) my favorite thing i’ve ever written is probably Ivy & Stone or my current WIP Starlight !! both, at least in my opinion, are the only series that i’ve walked away feeling 100% proud of. i think they show the most of me in them, and it’s the best writing i’ve ever done (and i lose sleep over whether or not it’s good enough to try and publish)

2) i love this question !!!! okay so ideally i’d live in a happy little warm domestic bubble with Elementary!Joel, but in reality i’m too dark and twisty for all that so maybe Starlight as long as i have some sick ass magic?? maybe Plastic Hearts as long dieter and i don’t destroy each other entirely?? maybe Ivy & Stone as long as i don’t get typhoid fever staying cramped up in frankie’s cottage??

3) all the little characters and scenes and my endless stream of thought and my need for escapism!! if i didn’t write, i think i’d actually plunge into insanity 🥰 but inspo wise, music does a lot for me! i’ve always deeply associated music and my writing, and there’s always a couple easter eggs thrown in courtesy of whatever playlist i’ve made for the story.

4) i have all three! my comfort movie’s vary but the rotation is usually the Twilight saga, anything with Paul Newman in it, and Stepbrothers for the nostalgia. my comfort songs are seven by Taylor Swift bc ✨ trauma and girlhood ✨, You’ve Got to Learn by Nina Simone because HEARTBREAK, and He Stopped Loving Her Today by George Jones because (sad warning) it always reminds me of my mom and i like to play it when the grief hits me because it makes it feel like i’m five again sitting on her lap. and my comfort painting is always always always Monet’s Water Lillies and i’ve never known why, seeing it just feels like a warm hug.

5) the imposter syndrome/self-deprecation is SCREAMING right now but thank you, i adore you, i am glad to exist here in this space with you, and believe deeply in my core that everything you believe i am you are that multiplied by infinity.

thank you for this message, thank you for existing, I LOVE U I LOVE U I LOVE UUUUU 🤍🤍🤍

#gmno asks #i live and die for these interactions #anon you have my heart and soul

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eta--piscium · 8 months

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ପ꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ଓ 🌸🤍Happy Birthday to the Love of my Life @schattensaenger 🐰❤️

ପ꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ଓ 🌸🤍

✯¸.•´*¨`*•✿ ✿•*`¨*`•.¸✯

Happy birthday to you, my love. I wish you all the best things in life. I wish you lots and lots of happiness. Lots and lots of blessings! *even tho I'm already here. Jk jk hahaha* I wish you to be healthy all the time!

Thank you for existing. Thank you for always being there for me. Thank you for loving me, cherishing me, making me feel like I'm the most handsome girl in the world. Lol. Thank you for bringing light to my dark and shattering world back then. Thank you for the never-ending smile, happiness, love, laughter, kindness and many many more. Thank you for everything, my love.

I wish you always keep that heart of yours soft and loving all the time. I know that these days have been really tough on u and on us, but I am grateful that you're very strong and we always come out of everything way stronger than ever. I really adore you so much. I am so smitten with you. I'm really proud of you for being so strong and staying here. I'm really proud of u for choosing to exist than to u know what. No poopy business allowed here!!😠 I love you! Do you know what else I love?

I love it when you smile.

I love how u start smiling cheekily when you're about to do smth or say smth to me.

I love how you giggle a lot whenever u make my heart dokidoki by calling me baby or ur little lion cupcake.

I love how you say my name.

I love how you call me handsome baby.

I love how you would play with ur hair when you're feeling shy.

I love how you would start flipping me off whenever I start getting cheeky.

I love how you would say "Skye" then start to playfully roll ur eyes and stare at me then slowly put ur hand up and flip me off or you start counting down bec I won't tell u smth.

I love how you would call me every morning just to say you're close to work, you're entering the building, Goodnight, sleep well, I love you and a kiss mwah to me. *bec ur working time is my sleeping time. Hahahaha.* *not for long tho 😭*

I love how you would whine at me if I don't leave u a long ass voice message on whatsapp telling u a story about my childhood. Bec it's what keeps u company otw to work every morning and you love knowing more about me.

I love how you always motivate me to be the better version of myself.

I love how you love me.

I love you so much!❤️

I also love how I would sometimes catch u drool while u sleep. Bec it feels like payback for everytime u caught me drooling too. HAHAHAHAHA

You do things to me that I never knew I was ever capable of doing or feeling. You are a very wonderful person and I'm very happy and very blessed to have you in my life.

Once again, Happy Birthday, My Love. I love you!😘❤️

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You're forever inlove with you waifu, luvluv.🦁❤️ପ꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ଓ

Ps. I'm sorry for posting this so late. I just have too many words but at the same time can't finish writing it bec I'm too emotional that I've celebrated 2 birthday with you already. 😭 I love you!!! Also I'm sorry if there's typos or mistakes. It's 5:27am already. Hahahaha.

Pps. I'm sorry for sleeping late again. UwU

#prsnl #bunbun #mako #loml #happy birthday my love #i love you

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celestialtitania · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

thank you @kasienda for the tag!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

The current number is 51 and honestly? it still blows my mind.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

151,239, made up almost entirely of one shots lol.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

There's a lot of them but in recent years, it's mainly been miraculous ladybug, my hero academia, and the occasional percy jackson.

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

I'M HIS BEST FRIEND (no, it's me!) (MHA)

A Preposterous Predicament (ML)

Mind Outta Body (FT)

Ma Douce Souffrance (ML)

my colours on you (ML)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I'm really good at responding right after I publish a fic. It's afterwards that I sometimes forget to respond, or simply don't have enough time to respond. I always appreciate every comment I get though!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Angstiest ending huh? A bunch of my fics are angsty but the one that I think ends in the most angst would have to be dance with the devil, drink with the demons, without it being outright whump lol.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Happy? Happy. Um....I'm gonna say party like it's your heroes' birthday just because there's a party and it's sweet and yeah lmao. It also has the wholesome family/friend vibes that keep me from forever being confused about the correct fluff to angst ratio.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I've been extremely lucky and have been able to avoid it for the most part. That's not to say I've gotten no hate ever, but it was minimal enough that I pretend it doesn't exist. Fervently hoping it stays that way!

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

No. Maybe. No. The idea has crossed my mind but I haven't been able to write it as of yet. Maybe I never will. Who's to say really?

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Kind of? I did it exactly once. But not in the traditional way, it was more of a, "take the world-building idea of percy jackson and put it into a fairy tail quest" so I'm not sure if it actually counts.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I don't think so. Or at least I hope I haven't!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I was asked once, many moons ago, but then they never got back to me, so I assume they dropped the idea.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

No? Unless we're counting those fic fights/telephone things where one person starts and another takes over. There was also this one time, I was writing a fic with a few others but we never managed to finish, so I don't really count that one.

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

All time? And I'm only supposed to pick one?? Next time, give me a tough question, will ya? Wow uh, I don't know if it's my favourite ship, perse, but it is the ship I've shipped the longest + one I've actually written for, so I'm gonna go with lovesquare. *shrugs* probably typical of me, but it was the only ship to get inside my head so badly that I've written over a dozen fics for them, instead of more gen stuff, which is my usual go-to otherwise.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Well, if we look at my gigantic list of unpublished fics, there's probably plenty of WIPs to choose from there. As for published, well I don't want to say I never will but yeah Forsake the Divine (If You Can) seems to be a pretty solid choice, if only because there are only 1 chapter and a half left to go and it's all outlined too, but I've kind of fallen out of the fandom (it's very dead) so idk if I'll ever manage to put it together.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Characterization is definitely a strong suit. And judging purely from my comment section, I feel okay assuming that I'm pretty good at making the emotional beats land too.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Description definitely. It's been pointed out to me more than once that I'm so focused inside the characters' heads that I forget to interact more with the world around them. Nature wants to be incorporated and I'm working on that.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I hate it. It feels so strange to me to have a few words in a different language and then abruptly switch back to English. The only thing that I feel I have to do in another language though, is honorifics. Whether it be -san, -kun, or Madame, I think I get super extra about it. I once delved into such a rabbit hole trying to figure out what honorific even a side character uses, just for a throwaway dialogue!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Ooh, officially? Fairy Tail. Unofficially, hidden in the depths of my laptop? Yeah, it was Percy Jackson. My childhood favourite that still haunts my thoughts to this day.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

Ironically? This is the second time I've been asked that today and the choice is still just as difficult. Or maybe it's that my actual favourites are still unfinished and hence unpublished. For now, I'm going to say Enduring, it's the fic that was most different genre-wise from what I usually write, and I'm very proud of how it turned out. If I ever manage to finish it though, my favourite will probably be a life unlived or maybe I'm just doomed to never have a favourite, because there will always be something new I'm looking forward to reading (meaning I have to write it to be able to see it). Tagging (no pressure!) @shortmexicangirl @rosiesared @ck2k18 @heartfulselkie @coffeebanana @mdelpin @kiliinstinct @lady-charinette

#writing #fic writer #about me

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mothwingwritings · 8 months

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Happy birthday! I hope you had a good day, sending you love and kisses till the other birthday!. Thank you for existing and consider being a great writer for buff men who would smash our heads but have a good heart (yujiro not included in the good heart part).

As for the ask game I choose the one and only Ginji Matsuzaki from black lagoon.

Look at this man. He is loyal, he will protect you in any cost even if it was his life fr, a whole daddy material JUST LOOK AT HIM. I know he can be a wholesome husband and he is sure as hell good with his hands using a katana to slit your enemies’ throats. (-(-(-.-)-)-) he deserved more recognition I do respect my beloved. Rip tho…

Again happy birthday <3!

This man is a whole ass meal. The loyal + protective ones ALWAYS get my ass. Like any man who will make short work of any assholes messing with you in anyway and he loves and supports you SO much even though he's a scary killer man??? Yes please. I support and respect him and I don't even know him. I actually have started Black Lagoon and liked what I saw, but never ended up watching/reading any more than the first little starting part. Seeing this man though has def got me feeling like I should pick it up again... 👀

You have impeccable taste darling, and thank you so much for your kind words, lovely birthday message, and for sharing this beautiful man with us. <3

#the back tats too???#HELLO I AM DEFINITELY LOOKING HARD #thank yooou for sharing!#... now I gotta go watch Black Lagoon loool #mothresponse

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luthiest · 2 years

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milestones !!

there are 4k of us on here now and like?? that's so many, i don't even know what to say except thank u and im happy ur here??? :’))) i’m doing my first of these ask list things as a kind of celebratory interactive activity, so choose a question and answer it urself too, if u feel comfortable !!

from @questionslisting

Name

Age

City that you live in

What do most people not know about you?

What do most people know you for?

Hobbies

What are your passions?

What do you search for in a significant other?

What are you most proud of?

When was the last time you had a significant conversation with someone you love?

Have you ever collected anything? What was it?

List 10 things off of your bucket list.

What was the last thing you learned?

How many relationships have you been in?

Turn ons

Turn offs

Favorite food

Favorite drink

What is the best birthday gift you have ever received?

Are you optimistic or pessimistic?

Do you sleep during class?

What is the most expensive thing you own?

What is the cheapest yet most useful thing you own?

How many times a day on average do you check your phone?

Text or call?

Opinion on long distance?

What is your definition of success?

Favorite song?

Favorite artist?

Celebrity crush/crushes?

When was the last time you read for fun?

Favorite flower?

What is the best gift you could receive right now?

Any guilty pleasures?

What is one thing you would like to change about yourself?

What do you search for in a friend?

How many times have you said "I love you" in the past month?

Where did you last go other than your room/home?

Why do bad things happen to good people?

In your opinion, what hurts more? Being left out or being stabbed in the eye?

How many green shirts do you own?

Do you like anime?

What do you invest the most time in?

What was the name of the last book you read?

What's the difference between loving and liking someone?

Where are you most productive?

List 3 things you enjoy doing with friends.

List 3 things you enjoy doing alone.

Do you believe world peace will ever exist?

Do you have any allergies?

When was the last time you cussed at someone?

What was the last promise you made?

What was your last dream about?

If you won a trip to Hawaii and you could take 5 people with you, who would those 5 people be?

How many countries have you visited?

What is your favorite medium of art? (Music, dance, painting, etc.)

When was the last time somebody complimented you?

If you switched bodies with someone, how would you recognize yourself?

Do you consider yourself mature?

How many days in your life do you think you have wasted on tumblr?

What is your favorite quote?

If you started a new religion and you had to create 3 rules or commandments for your new followers to live by, what would those 3 rules be?

What is your greatest accomplishment?

Do you believe in the death penalty?

What are your goals for life?

What do you think your soulmate is doing right now?

If you could live anywhere, where would you live? The place can be in an imaginary, fantasy, or the real world.

What were you like in 2013?

Do you have a job?

Tell us a story about your childhood best friend.

If you could change one thing about society, what would it be?

How many all-nighters have you pulled before?

Is tumblr your favorite website? If not, then what is your favorite website?

What is the craziest thing you would do for a million dollars?

Does money equal happiness?

How many times have you experienced true happiness in your lifetime?

How many times have you experienced true sadness in your lifetime?

What is the funniest joke you have ever been told?

When was the last time you looked at the news?

If you could say one thing to the world, what would you say?

What is your favorite animal?

If you could earn a million dollars by pretending to be dead for 3 years, would you do it?

What is one thing that everyone is bad at?

What time do you normally sleep? How many hours of sleep do you usually get?

Does age necessarily equal maturity?

What is your favorite clothing store?

In the winter- beanies or gloves?

Would you rather have wings or a fish tail?

If you had the power to erase one person from the world so that nobody remembered him or her except you, would you do it?

What do you fear the most?

How many digits of pi can you recite?

If you could travel back to one year and relive it again, which year would it be?

Describe yourself in one word.

Describe your last victory.

What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen?

What is something you will never forget?

Would you rather forget all of the past or remember everything in vivid detail?

Have you ever broken a bone before?

Is it harder to love or to hate somebody?

Coffee or tea?

What are some little things that you do that have changed your life in a positive way?

How many hours have you spend on tumblr today?

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