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thatfreshi · 7 months

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"Unlucky Draw" (Uni AU p. 15)

There's finally some fluff guys!!!!!!!!!

tw - anxiety, discussion of weed

Since Halsin's little break-up escapade happened, you actually do get the chance to see Astarion later that night. As of recent, he's been throwing himself into his thesis project more and more, to the point where most of your time hanging is spent with him looking through books and asking 'do you think this sounds right?'

"You know you can take a break, right?"

"I could, you're right, but then I'd just be wasting time. And I'm not allotted much time to work on this."

The two of you are comfortably sprawled across his mattress, like teenagers at a sleepover. You roll over and shut his laptop.

"C'mon, you've been staring at that paper for like two hours."

"And what else should I do, my darling Tav? Maybe stare at the ceiling in silence? Or scroll mindlessly on my phone until I don't feel like moving anymore?"

"Ugh, no! I don't know, take a coffee break. You're probably not going to sleep anyways."

Your best friend almost looks peaceful like this, wrapped in a cozy sweater and sweatpants, always wearing long socks because he gets cold too easily. You find yourself lingering on the thought longer than normal, wishing he could feel that comfortable warmth all the time, wondering it might be like to share in it.

"Tav, are you listening? God, maybe we should just stare at the ceiling in silence."

"Sorry, just spacing out. What were you saying?"

"I was saying, how I should probably cut back on the caffeine."

"Really? Astarion Barista Ancunín, are you turning your back on your beloved espresso machine?"

"Look, I'm not happy about it, but I've been far too anxious as of late. My nerves are on fire constantly, jumping at every little noise I hear. It's irritating, to say the least."

"I thought being caffeinated was how you dealt with the insomnia though?"

"Oh it very much is, which will become a problem soon enough, but I just can't be this nervous constantly."

It's something that you've definitely noticed, how quiet and fidgety he's become recently.

"You considered smoking weed? I know Gale says it helps him zen out, especially when it comes to art stuff."

"Nope, makes me paranoid."

"Damn, unlucky draw I guess."

"You're telling me. I smoked one time back in high school, couldn't sleep for hours, kept thinking someone was out to get me or something."

You start to get lost in the peace of the moment again, the fact that you're able to talk about shit that doesn't matter, how the light from the bedside lamp hits his eyes just right...

"Are you alright? You seem, out of it."

"Sorry, just thinking about what Halsin said to me."

"I can't believe he just broke things off like that, without a reason."

You swallow hard.

"He, he said it's because he thinks you like me? And that he doesn't want to get in the way of that?"

There's silence for a moment, that you jump to fill.

"But that's not true right? We're just friends, I don't know where he would've gotten that idea from."

"Right, I don't know either... sounds like you dodged a bullet with him."

"Yeah, probably so."

God, has he always looked like this? Damn Halsin, damn all those things he said, damn Gale for even playing into it. You remind yourself that Astarion's right, that this doesn't need to get any more complicated than it already is, that he has enough on his plate.

"Now, am I allowed to go back to my thesis now? Or do I need to have more mandatory break time?"

You playfully sigh.

"I guess you can do productive things or whatever."

"Well, in that case would you like to come read what I have?"

"I'll look at it, but you have the cool narrator voice, you have to read it to be like a professional author."

He rolls his eyes, and you go to sit next to him, looking at the thousands of words he's typed at this point. Astarion starts to read it out loud, editing tiny things as he goes, forever a little perfectionist. After a while, the voice becomes too soothing, and you fall asleep there next to him, letting your head hit his shoulder.

"Tav?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees you knocked out, clearly exhausted. He doesn't stop reading though, worried if he does that he'll somehow ruin the sleep he's let you stumble into. So he spends the rest of the night rereading out loud and talking to himself, occasionally asking you things that you don't answer. After many hours pass, and the wee hours of the morning arrive, along with the clock turning to say five AM, he puts his laptop aside, and asks you one final question.

"Why do you insist on pulling my heartstrings the way you do?"

And it falls on your sleeping ears, never truly getting through.

#baldur's gate 3 #astarion #astarion x reader #astarion x tav #fluff #x reader #freshiau #gale of waterdeep #halsin

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lightsoutletsgo · 1 month

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Hello!! Could I please request a ship? Preferably with 2 options.

Some things about me, I’m about 5’2, ethnically south Asian. I like reading and writing a lot, I also like listening to music. One favourite thing of mine is to drive around with no destination and listen to music and eat food. I’m competitive when I need to be and I like hanging out with groups of people. You could consider me a social butterfly of sorts but I’m shy during an initial meeting. My job is nothing too exciting since I’m still in school (uni) but I work as a hostess ( initial greeter and seating people at tables) at a restaurant.

Thank you 💗

-🌸🌸

tysm for sending in your request - I hope you like it honey!

LANDO NORRIS ᝰ.ᐟ₊ ⊹ - calls you honey or baby - loves the fact that you're shorter than him and although he teases you a lot he also agrees that you're the perfect height for forehead kisses! - his love language is quality time - loves being your dependable bf and occasionally spoiling you with gifts lando loves spending as much time with you as possible. he's always down to get in the car and drive; either to a pre-planned destination or where ever the road takes you, even if that's just a car park where you can pull up and look at nice scenery from where you're sat! despite the fact you're his passenger princess and he loves having you in the car, he won't always let you take aux, so you swap who's playlist gets put on every time you go somewhere! he loves hearing new songs and artists through you and sometimes makes little playlists for you of songs that he thinks fit your vibe and remind him of you.

he loves that you're a social butterfly, and while he is always there for you when meeting new people or in a new situation, he'll always help you push yourself out of your comfort zone just because he loves seeing you flourish!

he tries his best to help you study but really it's just like trying to study with a puppy or a kitten on your lap. he's constantly poking at you, asking you questions, trying to show you 'relevant' memes and tiktoks and the question "how much longer?" is a common phrase. despite this he takes great care of you when you have exams coming up, especially if you're also working at the same time! he helps you organise your notes and even colour codes some of them for you. he helps you make flashcards for revision and he makes your favourite snack and drink then reminds you to take a break while you eat it! (you know he reminds you about breaks regularly because it means he gets your full attention) "baby?" when he doesn't get a response, lando gently nudges your shoulder, desperately hoping to drag your eyes away from your laptop screen, "baaaaby?" you let out a breath of laughter, continuing to type, partly ignoring him to tease him just because his pouty response is so cute, "lando as soon as the timer goes off I promise I'll take a break okay?" he huffs but relents. all is silent for a moment before he's standing up and heading to the kitchen. you hear him clattering around, muttering to himself as he searches for whatever he needs. it's a comforting kind of background noise though and so you continue to study until the loud beeping of your break timer rings through the room. it's barely beeped twice before you hear lando's sock covered feet sliding along the floor as he sprints back into the room, a tray of your favourite snacks and drinks in his hand as a big cheesy smile spreads across his face, "breaktime?" you nod, he cheers, "time to cuddle!"

࿐ ࿔*:･ﾟ

OSCAR PIASTRI ᝰ.ᐟ₊ ⊹ - calls you love or bub - he also loves your height and the way you fit perfectly in his arms, your head in his neck - his love language is acts of service - oscar loves spoiling you with a sweet surprise now and again but he values surprising you by doing things for you much more

there's nothing oscar loves more than taking care of you when you get home from a shift. as soon as he hears you approaching the front door, he's putting down whatever he's doing and heading to greet you, opening the door for you before he kisses you. he always helps you slide your shoes off and next thing you know you're being escorted to the bathroom where a hot bath sits there steaming. he always makes sure that all your skincare is laid out on the counter ready to be used, as well as placing your towel and cosy clothes on the rail to warm up while you bathe. he loves to leave you with one last kiss before he leaves the room to grab your water bottle and lunch containers from the day, making sure they're washed out and ready for the next time you need them.

oscar loves quiet afternoons with you where you both sit on the couch together, his head in your lap as you read your latest book. he actually has plenty of candid pics of you curled up in various places with various instalments of your series held firmly in your hand. these pictures are what usually occupy his lockscreen and whenever he's away from you, even if it's just for a day or two, someone will always catch him staring at his lockscreen with a sappy lovestruck look on his face and if anyone asks him about it, he's proudly showing you off to them!

the door opens before you can even grab the handle and on the other side stands your boyfriend, his sweet smile greeting you and instantly melting your stress. "hi love," he reaches for your bag and gently grabs your waist to pull you into him as you walk through the door, pressing a kiss to your lips, "how was work?" you groan and shake your head, "long and I had some pretty shitty customers..." he kisses the side of your head softly and places your bag on the hallway table, closing the front door behind you before he's crouching down to undo your shoes and take them off. "I'm sorry to hear that bub... but now you're home and you can relax hmm?" you nod and he stands up, taking your hand to lead you down the hallway to the bathroom. he stands behind you and places his hands on your shoulders as you sigh happily at the sight in front of you. "you just take your time to relax okay? I'll be here when you get out and we can order some dinner and you can tell me all about it."

#mimi's 500 celebration ₊˚⊹ ᥫ᭡#mimi.writes #🌸 anon #f1 x reader #oscar piastri x reader #lando norris x reader

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fillinforlater · 11 months

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Important Announcement and Updates

Hello everyone, Smite here!

Dear readers of my blog, loyal followers, writer friends and everyone in between, I got some news for y'all. Things will change and partially already have and I feel like I should give a heads up about it in a single post so you're not confused as to what has happened.

But first of a word from our sponsor a big thank you for the insane Notes-Totals on my last couple of fics. There is a lot of 900+ and already a fuckton of love for "Just Testing", and leaving aside all the nonsense I wrote in this fic, I'm still very grateful for the support. Thank you!

Now to the upcoming changes/wtf is actually happening:

1. I will take an (warning, evil words ahead) indefinite hiatus from writing fics in the manner I did in the past/up until now.

What does this mean?

"Are you retiring? Are you going to delete your stories? Are you not going to be online/active in Discord anymore?"

NO, NO and NO.

I have no plans to (ever) retire and if I would, a 31some would look pitiful it would be with a feeling of certainty and geniune satisfaction (at least I hope so).

I just need a break from this neck-breaking pace of forcing every ounce of horniness and creativity from my head onto the Docs to the point where it's all just a mush of nudity, sex and filth and words and chaos... I'm losing grip on wtf I write at times.

This hiatus is to reset myself, to test other things without feeling forced to post them or at least something just to be on a streak, just to push that number higher and higher. I will def continue creative writing, just don't expect me to post it cuz it won't be all kpop.

BASICALLY: Stories will be released, but they will be rarer and most likely longer and hopefully still to your liking, from a story and smut perspective (unless it's full-on fluff/angst).

2. Uni will come like three big waves and during the strongest fucking tsunami, I have to do a boatload of other things on top. I'll be busy, I need to be focused, failure is not an option. Freeing myself from the (internalized) pressure of "having to post a fic this week" will help me to push through this mess.

I'll miss you when exams start and I'll come back to you, don't worry.

3. MoA will continue until Part 100, then there will be a two year special (because dayum, that's how long I am doing this already) and before/after the special, MoA will enter a new phase:

Instead of doing an appreciation post every Monday, I will do MoA's whenever I've read one to five stories that I want to appreciate. They will pop up every now and then, in different formats, to show you what I read and enjoy and who you should follow for more good stuff.

My intention with MoA was always to appreciate something, never to exclude someone or tell them that their writing id bad because they have been featured less than others. I want to continue this with more heart than before, so I'm going to break out from the regular pattern after Part 100.

4. Regarding the update I send a while back with all the series' and stuff: I still have intentions to keep my promise and write them, just with less urgency and pressure. The final request from back in January 2022 (lol) will also be written.

I will try my best, I thank you for your patience.

5. The final part of L4 and another fic are big guarantees to be released soon, so get ready, cuz I won't hold back. Remember: I'M STILL HERE! I GOT A LOT OF STUFF...

See y'all around!

... and I'll add more!

Let's start this new era on my blog. I hope you'll give me the same love and support you've given me until now.

(Oh, and feel free to flood my askbox with pics, questions, gams and ideas. No guarantee of reacting to them, but they might stirr me up xD)

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grizzersmamma · 8 months

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Beyond the Loch | Monster CoD AU | Chapter 4.

Summary: “With monsters now being used the world over to wage war, the military is desperate to encourage non-human citizens to join their ranks. A young kelpie, John ‘Soap’ MacTavish, is invited to join the infamous Task Force 141, the first task force in history to be headed up by a monster. Soon after joining, he encounters a black dog, an omen of death known only as Ghost. Determined to prove that not all black dogs are harbingers of disaster and misfortune, he decides to become Ghost’s field partner, becoming close to the spirit while everyone else flees from him terror. Only time can tell if he’ll come to regret it or not.”

Notes: Sorry for the delay with posting, but I had to rewrite this chapter several times since I wasn't getting the right vibes from how it was going. Half way through exams at the moment, but there's only another week until my mid-semester break from uni so hopefully I'll be able to get some more written then.

Pairing(s): Future Ghost/Soap. Other to be added.

Warnings: Unedited because I'm tired and can't stand looking at this chapter any longer ;w;

Series Masterlist

Previous: Chapter 3.

Next: WIP

The morning air is frigid at the break of dawn, the grassy fields coated in a fine layer of fresh dew. The sunshine isn’t powerful enough to warm Ghost’s skin through his many layers of clothing, but it’s a pleasant enough view as he waits for the pilots to run through their final checks before take-off. The tip of the cigarette between his lips lights up with each gust of wind, blowing away the potent scent of smoke clinging to his clothes.

Across the field, he can see his new sergeant quickly approaching, already geared up and carrying a large bag over his shoulder. When Soap realises he’s being watched, he offers a single wave, face lighting up with a broad grin. Ghost doesn’t return it, but he offers an acknowledging nod.

When Soap reaches him, Ghost drops the remainder of his cigarette, stomping it out underfoot. “Prepped, sergeant?” he asks lazily, ears slowly swivelling around as he listens to the sounds of the base waking up for the day.

“Aye, sir,” Soap nods, gripping at the straps of his vest, “ready to get ourselves a win, yeah?”

He simply nods, watching as the pilots exit the plane and start waving them over. “Let’s get moving then.”

Of course, Soap chooses to settle himself in the seat directly across from him. It isn’t too bothersome, even as the man starts excitedly rambling on about whatever seems to come into his head. Coming from someone else it would have quickly played on his nerves, but the friendly way the kelpie chatters to him is almost soothing.

He wonders if it’s something to do with the ‘alluring’ attributes MacTavish’s kind are known to possess or if he’s genuinely interested in listening to the other monster talk. He doubted the later option, given his entire evening the previous night was spent researching kelpie mythology.

There were numerous contradictory sources making it difficult to divorce fact from fiction. However, it seems as though most recorded legends and biological references he could access agreed that kelpies were similar in nature to sirens, being water spirits with an affinity for attracting men and women alike. It wouldn’t be beyond the realm of possibility for Soap to be (unknowingly or otherwise) drawing the canine’s attention.

He had pointedly scrolled past the sections mentioning how physically attractive kelpies were.

Soap doesn’t seem to notice his reluctance to engage in conversation, happy to hold up both ends of the conversation while Ghost simply sits quietly and listens. It helps to comfortably pass the time until they reach the drop point.

The landing is rough thanks to some heavy snow, but they make it without too many issues.

The scouting team that had been sent to the area before them had arrived back at the exfil point several hours ago, confirming that there appeared to be very little activity near the abandoned town their targets were holed up in. They were part of a yet unknown faction, wearing no obvious symbols to trace their allegiance back to.

All that their intelligence officers and the scouting party had been able to determine was that they were guarding something. They moved in and out of the crumbling remains of an old building with perfect timing and efficiency, like a colony of ants. Clearly, they had an important purpose being here in the middle of the icy wilderness, but what it was remained to be seen.

As they walk through the woods, Ghost is hyperaware of their every step, ears twitching with each broken branch, each flutter of leaves in the breeze and each animal, oblivious to the two predators moving through the trees. The snow was thick and difficult to wade through, but they were making good progress and would no doubt reach the enemy camp before dusk.

He and Soap remained in their human forms – their true forms too large and attention grabbing to risk using – it made it easier to carry their supplies and weapons. They moved in silence for the most part, neither willing to risk their mission being compromised so early.

When they finally arrive at their destination, they settle themselves in some shrubs just on the edge of the tree line to begin observing their opponents. It’s cold being pressed into the snowy ground, and Ghost briefly wishes he could be in his canine form, the thick fur perfect for such cold conditions. But he ignored his discomfort, setting up the scope on his rifle to start monitoring the movements of the other soldiers.

Soap is laying a few feet from him, pressed against a large boulder and under the low hanging branches of a thick bush. He’s using his own pair of binoculars, slowly sweeping his gaze from one side of the town to the other.

A small creek runs alongside the village, the perfect depth for his kelpie companion to utilise should things escalate, and there are numerous piles of rubble and ruined houses for them to use as cover. The men on guard duty continue their patrol route like clockwork, but clearly, they’re starting to get complacent, not paying as much attention to their surrounds as they should.

Ghost continues to observe a further two rotations, ensuring there are no deviations, before he motions for Soap to move with him. There is a brief break between the previous rotation and the next one, so they need to move quickly if they hope to have the advantage of surprise on their side. “I clear the guards on the left, you take the right, sergeant,” he grunts, already beginning to slink off toward a nearby house.

He pauses at the dilapidated building just long enough to watch as Soap takes a step into the small creek on the village’s right side. The man sinks into the water as though he’s made from the stuff, vanishing under the water without so much as a ripple across its surface.

Eerie.

Shaking off the shiver that runs down his spine, Ghost is quick to get to work, circling around the back of the house he’s using for cover. He spots the two men due to clear the area approaching and presses himself into a corner to wait. He slides a single blade from his vest, taking it into his hand with a light grip.

The moment the men round the corner he pounces. He grabs the first one with one hand, his other phasing straight through fabric, skin, muscle and bone until he reaches the man’s heart. A single, firm yank and the organ is pulled cleanly from the human’s chest. The other man gasps, but before the thought to lift their weapon even passes through their mind, a knife is embedded deep into their trachea.

Wrapping their hands around the wound does nothing to stop the blood rapidly spurting from their throat, and a moment later they hit the ground alongside their comrade. Ghost tosses the still-warm heart aside, already focused on finding a new position to attack from after retrieving his weapon.

He silently steps through the walls of one of the houses, trekking through the many rooms until he’s positioned by the wall directly opposite where the next duo should be passing through. And just as he expected, it only takes a few minutes for him to spot the other soldiers through a frosted window. The darkness of the house keeps his form concealed from the men, right up until he leaps through the wall’s very matter and slams his large body into the enemy.

The soldiers both flail, one of them losing their footing and dropping into the dirt. The blood slicked knife in Ghost’s hand easily slices through the tendons of the standing soldier’s neck as though it’s nothing more than butter.

He shoves the man aside, ignoring the way they choke on their own life blood and approaches the other. They make a valiant attempt at scrambling back to their feet, twisting around with their weapon, only to be met with one of Ghost’s other blades, pulled from its holster and stabbed through their eye before they have the chance to so much as blink.

Four down. Another two more on his side before it should be clear. With any luck, Soap will not be far behind they they’ll be able to rendezvous at the entrance to the main building. The base will be expecting the men on patrol to return soon, so their cover won’t last for long either way.

Ghost moves back through the wall once more, returning his blades to their rightful position. He takes a moment to observe the area, ensuring there are no enemies unaccounted for, then starts heading for the next house. He has the time to cross through two more buildings before he spots the last two men he’s after.

Listening intently, he’s able to pick up the soft crackling of one of the soldier’s radios. They’re trying to find the missing members of their patrol group. Time’s run out.

He waits until the two men confirm their position and release their radios before attacking. These two are more alert, wary of the potential of a surprise attack, so his appearance doesn’t startle them. They move to lift their guns, but Ghost looses a knife, forcing one of them to try and dive to the side before they can discharge any bullets.

The man still standing grapples with Ghost over the gun for a moment but makes the mistake of attempting to hold onto their rife and is inevitably unable to protect their vital organs from the blade driven into their stomach. As they hunch over with a pained wheeze, the monster grabs either side of their head, violently twisting until there’s a sickening crunch and the body in his grasp turns limp.

The final opponent levels their weapon with Ghost’s skull, but something, an instinct perhaps, stops him from moving to defend himself. He sees something shift in his peripheral and understands.

The man seems to think he’s going to win, about to pull the trigger- only for a pair of massive jaws to clamp down on his throat. A single twist of the head and the muscles are torn from where they should be connected to the man’s spine. He doesn’t splutter or gasp, the chasm where his windpipe should be far too large.

“I had that, sergeant,” he says, watching as the soldier’s body drops unceremoniously to the ground.

The grin Ghost is subjected to from his subordinate is downright horrific. Sharp teeth hanging out of an unnaturally elongated face. It looks like a sort of half-shifted state, unnatural but by no means any less dangerous. Just enough of a shift for the younger man to tear through a person without changing the rest of his physiology too far.

A blink and he’s looking at a normal human again, save for the crimson staining the lower half of his face and clothes.

“Ye were taking a while, thought ah’d give yeh a hand,” the kelpie shrugs, shouldering his own weapon. His hair is still dripping little drops of water from the tips of his mohawk, and his clothes are completely saturated, leaving a pool in the Scot's wake.

Ghost rolls his eyes, “just don’t leave water everywhere, I’m not about to be sent to medical ‘cause I slipped in a damn puddle.”

Soap snickers at that comment, moving to follow when Ghost starts toward the main base. “Aye, sir, wouldn’t want to ruin yer reputation like that,” he smirks, trotting along behind Ghost as they move to start observing their target.

“Two men patrolling the top level,” Ghost breathes, staring down the line of his scope, “we’ll head around the back, the scouts reported another entrance. It’ll be guarded, but easier to access.” He lowers his weapon again, waiting for an affirmative from Soap to start moving around the building they’re using for cover.

Their progress is quick as they snake through the long grass, unable to risk losing any more time. The enemy likely already knows something is afoot and will be searching for their missing members any moment.

Taking out the small group of men is laughably easy with the two monsters working in tandem. The bodies lying on the ground are left where they fall, neither bother to hide the bodies, not when stealth will likely be unimportant in a few minutes anyway once they’ve breached the building. An odd low-level buzzing sound can be heard from inside and Ghost can’t help frowning with an annoyed growl under his breath.

It’s entirely possible that these people are guarding a new type of weapon, which will make breaking inside unnecessarily dangerous if both he and Soap enter together. “Wait here until I’ve cleared the room,” he finally states, “I’ll phase in and radio you once I’m sure they’re not hiding anything.”

Soap nods, tightening his grip on his weapon, “I’ll be ready and waiting to back you up.”

With that, Ghost reaches out to the wall of the base, about to step through the wall. Only... his hand meets the cold stone and doesn’t pass through. He tries to push a little harder, but he can’t phase, even putting his entire strength into it. It shouldn’t take any effort what-so-ever to move through something as simple as a wall.

Something is very, very wrong here.

#writing #call of duty modern warfare #simon ghost riley #john soap mactavish #ghost x soap #ghostsoap #soapghost #monster au #kelpies #ghosts

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wayfayrr · 7 months

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MOSS! take care of yourself darling, don't feel pressured to work on something that's, quite literally, not working, taker your time to rest and never, i mean, NEVER, feel guilty over it, dear.

life's complicated and almost always, not like we want it to be. just put your priorities first and remember that this is just a hobbie, there's no meaning for you to do it, if you don't enjoy doing it anymore.

well babes, i hope you will get your head clear soon, uni is throwing punches at all of us and it's not easy to maintain a safe mentality with it, so remember to always take a breather from it, still, i hope you will be able to work around whichever other problems you are having.

Fungi thank you so much for this, hopefully when I have rested and recovered some the works I do put out will be better quality <33 I've probably been needing a break for a little longer than I thought and now is just the point where it's all boiled over. everything you've said is so true and really, its what I've been needing to hear for a while now.

thankfully as well I've got a few things planned now to deal with the smaller issues and I'll be sure to be taking a breather <3

#thank you so much fr #the only thing that scares me is I don't know if I'll be able to get over one without potentially losing a friend #I don't know how they really think because they aren't outright saying it #just being really *implicit* with how they're saying shit #but if someone doesn't respect something as simple as a sexuality?#are they even really worth calling a friend?#sorry again for the vent in tags fdgrfd #I have thoughts on it #moss✧rambles

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boowritess · 2 years

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a/n: this for my babes who are struggling with studying/school/uni/life. remember to take breaks, drink water, have something to eat and rest♡♡♡

just imagine your favourite character comforting you...

"my love!" a voice sang from down the hall, soon after a figure appearing in the door way, "so I brought your favourite food and your favourite drink-" He then paused taking in the state of the room. Your room was a mess, clothes on your floor and bed, paper and empty drink bottles littered the floor and your desk.

You sat in the corner of your bed, he recognized his hoodie you were wearing but especially the way your laptop screen illuminated your teary eyes. For a second he thought you didn't notice his presence until your eyes landed on him.

Inside it felt like you were about to burst, "I don't think I can do this." You hiccuped, "I don't understand the material at all." Pretty soon your face exploded with tears, "I can't do this anymore!"

Immediately he jumped on the bed, putting aside the food he brought, and wrapped you in his arms. Pressing your face against his shoulder. Leaning down to pepper your face with kisses each time he wiped away tears from your face.

You both had been so busy with your lives, only communicating with messages and short phone calls. So when he finally had a gap in his schedule decided to come over for a surprise.

He pulled you in between his legs, cradling your head against his chest. You finally let yourself relax and push away the anxiety of the due dates and word counts. Letting him whisper words of comfort in your ear.

"It's time for a break. I'll put on a movie then you can have some snacks while I clean your room and open the window." He said softly, "Then later we'll go for a walk to see the new lights at the park. Is that okay love?"

You snifled nodding your head into his chest. "Okay." You answered, voice soft and coarse making the male's heart drop. But all he could do was squeeze you tighter and kiss the top of your head. "Can you put on Netflix?"

"Of course I can. Here." He pulled open his phone putting on Netflix, selecting your favourite movie then passing it to you. Gently slipping from underneath you, he grabbed the bag of food dumping the contents out next to you. It was all your favourite snacks and drinks. "What do you want first?"

Sheepishly pointing at the chocolate, he grinned opening it for you and placing it in your hand. "Thank you." You murmered, leaning over to peck his cheek, making him beam down at you. Getting up, he started to clean your room. Checking to make sure you were still watching the movie and having some snacks.

Half way through the movie he was done. Your rubbish was gone, dirty clothes in the hamper, clean clothes neatly folded away, desk tidy and sorted, the window was open letting in fresh air and the afternoon sun.

Cuddling up behind you, he fed you some candy and watched the rest of the movie with you. At the end you both stayed cuddled in bed a while longer, murmuring words of endearment. He looked at you so lovingly, there was no judgment in his eyes, only pure adoration. By the time the sky started to darkin, you rolled out of the bed and went to shower. A very long warm shower. When you returned, your heart warmed seeing he had closed the window, made your bed and put the snack neatly on the bedside table. He sat on the ground, phone in hand watching something.

He helped you get ready, blow drying your hair, helping you to decide what to wear, beaming at you when you put on a sweater of his you had. By the time you were out the door hand in hand, you had never felt so fresh and relieved. You grabbed some dinner then headed to the park which was brightly lit, choosing a spot under a large tree decorated with fairy lights.

It was nearing midnight when you ended back home in your bedroom. Peeling of your clothes and dressing yourself in pj's while he took of his top finding a pair of his sweatpants. He joined you with doing your nightime routine, taking a picture on his phone of you both standing in front of the mirror brushing your teeth. Then burrowing under the covers cuddled up to one another. Ending the night by sharing minty kisses under the blanket, wrapped in each others arms.

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hiii!!!

idk if you still remember me um. i feel so silly writing this be its been such a long time since i last wrote you any asks and i feel so bad ugshshsg:( but its essay anon here :3 im so so sorry i havent been here in such a long time but my life has been crazy. recently but im alive and well now. ready to talk about the midnight series if youll still have me... ive actually been meaning to write this for some time but ive been so anxious about the fact that its been so long:( im literally writing this in a break between classes at my uni LMAO. but i couldnt wait i had to write now be im rereading the series and ill explode (/pos) if i dont

im reading everything again bc i missed some updates and i decided. might as well reread the whole thing! and oh boy i love your writing so much!!! and this series makes me so happy seriously, some life stuff has been tough for me recently but this is bringing me so much joy :3 i need to let you know this hehhe .

and ohhh midnight scar how i missed him..... hes everything to me seriously:( i can talk abt him for hours i love him so much!!! im at midnights past now so ill fully catch up soon but im fighting the urge to get up and jump around my room in happiness everytime scar and tubbo have a wholesome interaction . i love them so so much

ill probably write something longer tonight when i get home but i just had the urge to write out all my thoughts now, i hope im still welcome here even though its been so long :( i want to write my thoughts about the later parts of the series if youre willing to hear them . i know im extremely late but better late than never right!!

but as always i hope youve been doing alright!! im sending you all my good energy im hugging you through my phone right now . :3 this is probably the shortest message ive ever written LMAO but youll hear from me soon again!!

ESSAY ANON!!!! :o I think about you often in fact <3 I'm so glad to hear everything's alright, even if hectic! Of course you're always welcome here, I love hearing from you <3 Never apologize for prioritizing real life, always take as much time as you need and you can always pop in whenever you want <3

🥺 rereading?? Oh I love when people reread 🥺 I'm so hhhhh <3 I'm so glad my writing can bring you joy during a difficult time!! <3

Midnight Scar my beloved.... I will not lie to you or anyone, Midnights Past was 100% my excuse to write fluffy DadScar and SonTubbo 🥺 I thrive off wholesome interactions between them two honestly hhhh This also means you have not reached... mmm I am looking forward to your reaction to Midnight Alley :)

Oh you're always welcome here, Essay Anon, no expiration date <3 I'm so happy to hear from you again! I would love to hear your thoughts going forward, I always loved your little essays <3 It's never too late to ramble about fic!! You're also in time to join the angry mob that will probably come for my life soon-

Thank you!! <3 I hope everything gets better for you, Essay Anon, I'm so glad to know you're still around!! :D I'm sure I will hehe <3 I'll be here :D Well I might be at work but you know what I mean <3

#ask #Midnight Series #Essay Anon #ESSAY ANON BELOVED IS BACK #for those who weren't there in the Essay Anon days <3 #for context Essay Anon was my first anon who would send little analysis reviews of my fic/chapters #Belle started sending me essays bc they saw I reacted positively to Essay Anon's <3

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holocene-sims · 1 year

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OC Interview Questions - Nature - For Grant please!

🌹 [ROSE] Does your OC believe in true love? Why?

🌻 [SUNFLOWER] Where would your OC get lost in the moment/beauty of the place?

🌴 [PALM TREE] What are the stops on your OC's dream cruise? What boat are they on?

hello!! thank you so much for the ask ❤️ and apologies for taking a bit longer to get to this! the start of the week was busier for me than expected

🌹 [ROSE] Does your OC believe in true love? Why?

yes and no! if you asked grant, he would tell you yes and he'd prove it by pointing out his grandparents' marriage. aoife and joseph are the shining example of true love in his eyes because they (1) have a deep understanding of who each other is and don't need words to know what the other is thinking or feeling, (2) have managed to stick together through the horrors like poverty and sickness and death, and (3) never lost the cozy, youthful magic of the honeymoon phase of love. however, just because he believes it exists doesn't mean he thinks it's possible for him. grant is pretty convinced true love is always going to evade him, at least in a romantic sense, maybe even in a platonic sense. it's hard for him to imagine anyone choosing to love him fully, but he doubts friendly and romantic true love far more than familial true love.

🌻 [SUNFLOWER] Where would your OC get lost in the moment/beauty of the place?

this is a great question because this is coming up soon in the story (aka whenever i get a break in my uni semester to add more to my queue) grant is, i would say, generally appreciative of nature, but he's a deeply sentimental person, so anywhere that carries traces of nostalgia or reminds him of someone he loves is going to be breathtaking for him. i'll drop a little mild spoiler and name one specific one: st. gobnait's shrine/forest in ireland

🌴 [PALM TREE] What are the stops on your OC's dream cruise? What boat are they on?

when i think of cruises, i always think of beach-y destinations first, but grant really does not like going to the beach very much because he hates having to wear exposing clothing oop 💀 so i think he'd be more of the type to go on a cruise through alaska or iceland! he would enjoy that more. plus, it's colder in both of those locations, so he has an excuse to continue wearing pants and long-sleeves

#we love grant 'spends thousands of dollars on tattoos and won't show them off' tuominen #asks #hlcn: oc info #hlcn: story extras #hlcn: grant

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00katrinka00 · 11 months

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Landcaster Legacy Gen 7 Update #45

Dear Diary, So, I might not have won battle of the bands, but I did get invited to take a class in Del Sol Valley for young musicians. My mom said she isn't comfortable with letting me go to Del Sol Valley all by myself, I just have to convince her. -Violet

"It's my birthday!" Rosie exclaimed that morning after Mads had gotten her dresses. "It is, you need to stop growing," Mads pulled her into a hug. "Gonna be a big kid now!"

Later, while Mads was busy getting the cake ready, Violet came down to talk, "Mom, this is an amazing opportunity, I can't just decline." "I don't know if I want you in Del Sol Valley alone," Mads told her. "You haven't even read the course info yet!"

"Can you promise to read the course information?" Violet asked. "Then make a decision. I really want this." "Sure," Mads agreed. "I'll read the course information; I also want you to give Amelia Alden a call and see if she'd be willing to give us a tour of the facility." "Deal!"

Before the party started, Ethan had begun to get emotional over the fact that his oldest was about to be a young adult. "Dad," Leo said. "You really need to calm down, it's not that big of a deal, really." "To you, it's a huge deal for me!" Leo just pulled him into a hug.

"Lacy, look at my part dress," Rosie exclaimed. "It's pretty and pink. I'm going to be a big kid now, maybe you stop being mean." "Sorry kid," said Lacy. "You're still a bipedal rat." Rosie sighed, "mean Lacy."

And I made everyone pose for a family photo before Leo and Rosie aged up.

"Happy birthday!" Violet exclaimed. "What do you want?" "Why do you assume I need something?" "Because you rarely talk to me unless you do." "Okay, fine, can you help convince Mom to let me do that music class in Del Sol Valley." "We'll see."

As soon as the party started, Ethan and Mads both managed to pawn Alex and Sophie off to family and friends. Anything to get a small break.

"I'm glad you could make it!" Violet exclaimed when Sage showed up. "Of course," Sage pulled her into a hug. "You invited me."

When Nat arrived, Leo was quick to greet her. "Happy birthday," he smiled. "And happy birthday to you too," Nat grinned.

First up is Rosie, who got the outgoing trait, and I miss her little toddler face.

Next up was Leo who ended up with the perfectionist trait. He also got word that he did manage to achieve his goal of becoming valedictorian. Let's just hope the graduation appears on the calendar.

Lastly was Nat, and if I'm completely honest she wasn't a part of the household during the party, so I have no idea which trait she aged up with.

"And, here is part of your gift from your father and I," Mads handed Rosie her present "A BIKE!" she exclaimed "You dad and I can help teach you how to ride" "So cool" Rosie paused. "Wait, only part of my gift?" "Well we thought it'd be fun to build a treehouse with you out back"

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Rosie exclaimed. "You're welcome, sweetheart," Mads smiled down at her.

Then came time for Leo's gift. "We kind of had trouble figuring out what to get you," Ethan admitted. Leo opened his gift, "A check?" "We couldn't figure out what to get you, so we figured we'd pay for your first term at uni and then some." "Mom, Dad, thank you, it means a lot."

"No longer a bipedal rat," Rosie said confidently while sitting down next to Lacy. "Still a child," Lacy told her. "And children are gross." "What's it going to take for you to like me?" "Age up into a teen," Lacy said sarcastically. She didn't mean that.

"Time for the best gift ever," Violet said while handing Rosie her present. Rosie opened it excitedly, "It's a- uh, a violin," her voice fell. "So you can be just like your awesome big sister." "Haha, uh, yeah," Rosie said dryly.

#TheSims4Gameplay #TheSims4Legacy #TheSims4Community #TheSims4 #TheSims #LandcasterLegacy

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I'VE MISSED YOU TOO RID!!! I'm actually usually a person who can go for days without talking to my irl friends and be fine, but every day I don't get to send you a message I feel it 🙈🙈🙈

I've reeeally been trying to adjust to being back at school, especially with my sleeping schedule. It goes like this - I don’t have time in the day to do much because I have over an hour commute to uni and then an hour back on top of the actual classes, so then I stay up late doing things and wake up semi early in the morning. And then the next day I come home with a headache from lack of sleep and go to bed early, and repeat. On top of that I still haven't fully planned out the way I'm going to do my school work for this semester. But I have a three day weekend this week, so I'll try to plan some things out in order to not feel so overwhelmed by everything. Despite all of that, it does feel good to be doing something that feels more productive again.

So I totally get you on being bored because you're not as busy, Rid. I'm genuinely so excited for you and everything new that you'll be doing and I'm sending out all of my positive energy and hoping that everything goes super well. Don't be surprised when I ask you for updates so often that it gets annoying though lmao 😔😔😔

I love youuuu 💞💞💞

AH NO SAME LMAO 😭 it's the same for me with my irl friends vs you :'D

yeah, i can imagine. it's hard to fall back into that pattern. but commuting sounds exhausting – i hope there's a longer break coming up for you soon. hydrate a lot! and oh yeah, when you start drafting your study plan, do add breaks on it, too (such as to eat, to shower, to do something you enjoy and so on). it's important to stay sane.

being productive is nice, but take care of yourself! 🥺 also yes, i'm excited, too! a little scared that it might overwhelm me, but eh, that's school so what else is new hahaha thank you, ivi <3 and no worries, i'll probably need to rant every now and then anyway, so please come and annoy (read: delight) me 🤣

love you <333

#🥰#notes for rid 🌹#ivi <3

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livewiregoth · 24 days

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Tamagotchi Ps plans plus rambling

I've kinda rambled about my plans for the Ps here & there, I felt like explaining better here since I keep bringing it up

As some may have noticed I'm trying to raise every available tamagotchi from the base device(as in no pierce DLC characters) that doesn't need to connect to another device. From checking the wiki page there's 22 characters with only 18 of the characters available for me.

I have a note to help me keep track of who I got already(after mistakenly getting a double first time was due to messing up, second was an accident/forgetting) & if you count the character I'm raising now after marrying off Gen24/Knighttchi then I have 6 characters left.

I'm working on Kuchipatchi, Monakatchi & Mametchi for the boys(currently trying to get Kuchipatchi) while I have Yumeitchi, Himespetchi & Kiraitchi for the girls. I'm not sure when I started this(possibly gen3) but I tried going up the list of characters backwards(tried getting Amiamitchi before Yukinkotchi cause of this) but then some things got mixed up. Eventually I made a list that had them in order of who has more care misses & depending on how things went in order of appearance with the ones I liked more going last cause save the ones you like for last.(I know Monakatchi has care misses & Kuchipatchi doesn't but we're drawing near the end & I like Monakatchi's appearance more)

Once I finish up raising everyone(I'm able to) I'll just mess with Kabodeviltchi/Pumpkin Deviltchi for a while & then raise Sonictchi for a while before deciding on if I want to shut the Ps off or not.

I think the main reason I wanted to raise everyone instead of sticking to ones I liked is cause the device gives you a reason to. Each tama has puzzle pieces that unlock places & you need to raise each tama at least once. Also feels slightly like an achievement like the care badges for the Uni which is probably why I trudged though that despite the Uni making me feel burnt out though I feel fine when it comes to the Ps for some reason.

I'm not sure where I was going cause I forgot while looking stuff up to explain that Tamagotchi take 4-5 days to raise.(going off my pictures saying when my tamagotchi got the 4th puzzle piece that were used for the family tree) Despite this I might take a day more sometimes to marry them off, part of it is cause I want to make posts/technical blog diaries of what they're doing. It sometimes takes a while cause I get held up on doing stuff so it takes a while to make posts before marrying them off cause I want to make a post about them being married off too. I took out the note cause in the end I rambled enough about what I'm doing.

Point is I got a few more weeks left cause of raise the final 6(maybe longer if I take too long to post shit) & then I'm not sure what I'm doing past Pumpkin Deviltchi & Sonictchi.

Aside from caring for Pumpkin Deviltchi & Sonictchi I have no other plans once I raised everyone I'm able to. I might keep playing after I've raised Sonictchi for a while but there's a likelihood I'll just take the batteries out & take a break(well besides raising my Pix until I've had enough) before turning my On back on & try to get all the genes for the MixingMeet's tamadex.(They tried to make marrying off fun by having a little pokedex on the site that keeps track of what genes you got from the available NPCs you can find on the app)

It feels a little weird realizing that everything is coming to an end soon. I mean given the amount of tamagotchi I have left it's not really ending soon but at the same time progress wise I'm nearing the end. It just kinda feels weird realizing despite how much time I have left it's almost over once I finish off these 6 & do whatever I want.

I think it's also cause I don't know what I'm doing after this. A part of me wants a break but another part of me wants to keep going cause the Ps & the On are fun even if I just have them on in the corner part of the time. I guess I'm just going to rest for a while & then think about bringing stuff back if I feel like it.

#tamagotchi #tamagotchi p #tamagotchi ps

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jongnorp · 2 months

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WELCOME HOME, GELLER-CHO, BEODEUL!

You've got the keys, unlock your new world!

NAME. GELLDER-CHO, BEODEUL. DATE OF BIRTH. 19920626. OCCUPATION. PROFESSOR OF KOREAN LITERATURE @ SUNGKYUNKWAN UNI. NATIONALITY. SOUTH-KOREAN.

FREE FORM.

c. 2003 Dear Eomma, I'm practicing my English like you told me to. It's kind of hard when I don't have anyone to talk back to me. Dad's not very good at it. So I decided to write this letter in English to practice... I want my baby brother to be able to understand me in case he doesn't want to speak Korean. He looks cute in the pictures you sent in your last letter, I'm sad that I wasn't there when he was born. But I'll get to see him when term is done. I'm very excited. Tell Ezra that I'm excited to meet him okay, Eomma? Love, Beodeul

c. 2011 Dear Appa, I know you're worried about me but I promise I'm doing just fine in America. I know we can't talk very long on the phone but I hope you'll take this letter as a sign that I'm well and truly alive. I've been considering getting a part time job so I can pay my own phone bill and we would be able to talk for a little longer without worrying about driving up Eomma's bill... Speaking of Eomma it's nice living with her again, and getting to know Ezra a little better. And staying here is much better than paying for accomodations on campus. I'll visit you as soon as Winter break comes around I promise. My studies are going well. I think that my advisor was surprised by my grades the first semester. I hope that means they were good, I'm pretty confident that I did well but I won't be sure until I can see my updated grades. I'll give you a call as soon as I get my grades. Love, Poe

c. 2017 Eric, You're never going to read this letter because you don't deserve all this energy, cheating asshole. Don't let me see your face again any time soon or I might break your nose.

c. 2019 Dear Avi, I'd say you're my other half or my soulmate but that doesn't feel intentional enough. I chose you and I will continue to choose you for as long as you'll let me. I love you deeply and intentionally. I can't wait to start the rest of our lives together. Sleep well, darling, I'll see you in the morning. Your Future Husband, Poe

c. 2021 Dear Eomma, I'm settling back in Seoul finally. I know we talk on the phone quite often but I remember writing letters back and forth when I was a young so I thought it might be fun to send this little update via snail mail. Appa is doing well, the doctors are hopeful that aggressive radiation therapy will deal with the cancer quickly. Hopefully that much is true but it's going to be a while before we know.

In better news, Avi and I are the owners of a sinhanok now! I'll send you pictures once we're moved out of the rental apartment but it reminds so much of the hanok that halmeoni and halabeoji used to own when I was a kid. You can tell Ezra that he's welcome to live with us by the way. I know he had mentioned that he was thinking about moving to Korea. I wouldn't want him to spend any extra money if he does, Seoul is getting quite expensive these days. Love, Poe

#JONGNO:WELCOME #FC: JUNG JINYOUNG

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wujico · 4 months

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i havent texted my girlfriend today. cant bring myself to do it. im going to end things soon, so that they dont have to deal with me any longer. what am i supposed to say, when theyre two stars away from grace... and im just me.

i want to hate them, so that it'll be easier once i do what i need to do. but i love them so much, more than anyone else. theyre the only one i have in my shit city.

i hope they hate me. i hope they gossip about me and its only bad things that they tell. i hope when they think of me they only feel resentment.

i hope im the villian, when they talk about what we once were. i hope when i finally end it all, they talk shit about me to their family. we have a mutal friend group... when we break up, i hope our friends hear their part of the story only.

i hope they hate me and i hope they make everyone else hate me as well. then i'll truly be alone.. but its okay. because i deserve it.

its better than them loving me, because i cant be loved, when im i like this.

i wrote this ^^^ then decided to text them. it wasnt dry per say but just... distant. they asked me if i knew about their new animal jam oc that they've be drawing (i did, because of their pfp which changed on most platforms) but i said no, cause i just want hear them talk. i love how pretty they look when talk about their interests.

but well... apparently i was the last to know. they said, "oh i thought i told you." I care, obviously, that i wasnt the first to know (jealousy issues and all that).

Maybe it would have been nice to at least have a snipet of their work when they were drawing the multiple drawings of him.

its been like that since we started dating though; their friends get first priority. their discord group is the first to get spammed. i wonder what its like, having a group of irl friends who actually like you for you... ill never know that feeling, not since my old toxic friends.

but ive gotten used to being second, im nobodys first, its whatever. but i wanna know things, even about my girlfriend. but theyre not being forced to share things like that, its just me. its who i am. i am so unlovable, i am so unapproachable.

its definitely my fault, that we cant talk about things anymore. i want to blame it on my depression. i want to blame it on my autism and need for space. i want to blame it on my uni classes that keep me at the school from 9am to 8pm most days. i want to blame it on my insomnia.

but those are exuses for how shitty of a person i am.

thats why im breaking up with them. because i cant even be enough to hear about their interests without it feeling forced. they deserve someone more, someone better. i dont love myself, but i love them, even then i dont think thats enough.

why do i have to be like this?

i just wanna be someone's first choice. just once. but nobody will ever choose me, so ill close myself off and push myself away. slowly...

not even 🍀 realizes yet. sometimes i go distant and shut off, but we're both like that. i wonder if hes noticed that i never vent anymore, or talk about anything serious. i wonder if he analyzes my discord status as a cry for help instead of a simple song lyric. i wonder if he can read past all the fake happiness through capital letters, emojis, keyboard smashes and exclamation marks.

ive been pretending ive been getting better, but thats been far from true for a while. sh doesnt even work anymore. i only wish for death now.

🍀 left me before. three times. once, it was because i was needy. the second time, i wasnt enough for even his boyfriend- he chose his boyfriend over me. the third time was the worst, but thats a story for another day.

he always apologies and says hes sorry; i say i forgive him, because i dont want him to feel guilty. he left me for a reason, its cause im an unlovable person. and i do forgive him, how could i not? when hes the person who gives me life? getting that text message that he wanted me back was literally like a dream, but i didnt and still dont understand why he would take me back. i dont think i deserve a third chance.... who knows

i forgive him. i cant be mad at anybody anymore, i cant find it in me to care. but im still hurt by it. im scared, too. im scared im gonna wake up and he'll be gone again.

im selfish, but im scared when he mentions his friends... how pathetic right? but its them who told him to leave me all those years ago.

maybe it'll be best this time though. if it happens a fourth time, he has to believe them right? i hope they make him hate me.

but ill pretend im okay for another day.

- ji

(1 / 16 / 2024)

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zreamy · 4 months

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life has been lifing tbh 😭 I am on winter break rn so it's calm enough but I start uni next week which honestly I am dreadingggg I wish it were longer 😞😞😞😞

BUT IM IN SEM 2 NOW?!? ITS CRAZY TO THINK I WAS TELLING U ABOUT UNI ADMISSIONS AND NOW SEM 2 IS ALR NEAR 😞😞

And also I promised myself I'd write this break but I barely wrote anything or finished any wips 😭 Idk I have been feeling unmotivated to write but I'll be trying to put out some things before I drown in uni work 😞😞 pray for me 🙏😞

hoping everything goes well for you though and sorry for popping up after so long, need to catch up on ur fics as welllll 🙏<3

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hello 🐳 happy new yearrrrr 🥳‼️ omg how has your winter break been, did you get up to anything nice? i took so long on this omds ur going back like .. soon SORRY 😖

SEM 2??? time genuinely moves so fast like i remember talking about ur admissions holy shit...... BUT CONGRATS ON GETTING THROUGH SEM 1 💪‼️🥇

hopefully crazy inspo will strike and you'll be in the mood to write soon !!! but also hopefully it strikes before you have to prep for assignments and exams and stuff oh my days.. thoughts and prayers, 🐳, thoughts and prayers !!!

im doing.. okay.. things will work out and i'll be good, they must .. THANK U FOR CHECKING IN I APPRECIATE IT AND ENJOY THE FICS WHENEVER U HAVE TIME !!! good luck for sem 2 u got this 😎🫂

#🐳#anon #asks

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yuzuparfait · 1 year

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Journal #7

Hey, Blog!

We're halfway through the semester! I'm honestly surprised that I've lasted this long with the amount of assignments I have due every week, but hey! A win is a win either way!

Despite being swamped with assignements, I wanted to take a break by checking out some art and fanmade items by artists that I adore on twitter. Last year, I missed out on the opportunity to purchase an absolutely adorable plushie from an artist because I was saving up for a new phone to replace my old one. They say if you listen hard enough, you might just hear the collective cries of broke uni students (me especially) from a distance.

Just look at it! It's so cute! Every day I live in regret for passing up the opportunity to buy it.

The old phone of mine was a hand-me-down oppo from my dad and was barely chargable by the time it reached its fifth birthday. When I'd finally gotten my phone and still had some savings left over, I decided to head on over to the artist's shop to purchase the doll, only to have my dreams crushed when I discovered that they were out of stock, with no signs of ever returning since it was a limited run 😭😭😭

Sometimes when I'm just chilling out, the memory of this crosses my mind and I am hit with an indescribable feeling of devastation that practically brings me to my knees.

Now you might be wondering, "Okay, so what?"

Well, dear lurker, when I checked the store this week I saw that the plushie was finally restocked again! However, the sudden rush of happiness I felt was soon destroyed by the realisation that the listing was not to sell the plushie, but instead to clear out the leftover keychains and badges that were sold alongside it in the past. The initial high and subsequent crash made me understand why people call these feelings emotional rollercoasters.

On a less boring note, I desperately want to watch Suzume in the cinema!

The director of the movie, Makoto Shinkai, has directed many amazing films in the past, and all my friends who have watched Suzume have been raving about it for weeks. Honestly, being a university student means you barely have a social life outside of classes because of how little time we have to do anything but our assignments.

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I probably won't have the chance to watch the movie in the cinema since I'm constantly busy with work, but I'm still content listening to the beautiful score and soundtrack from the movie online. I literally have had the movie's main theme on loop on Spotify for the past two weeks, and stuck in my head for even longer before I finally gave in and started listening to it on repeat to satiate my brain's desires.

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The song scratches an odd itch in my head that I never even knew I had. There's just something about the singer's voice accompanied by the piano and choir in the background that really brings it to life. Even when I don't know what purpose it serves in the movie itself, and when or why it plays, it feels like heaven to my brain, especially during my 6 AM commute.

Who knows, maybe if I do luck out and finish my assignments earlier I'll get the chance to watch it next week! If it turns out to be as great as my friends say it is I don't think I'll be able to shut up about it in my next entry.

That's all for now, 'til next time!

#JENTRY #I am full of emotions #and stress

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