#they didn't even realize i was the author smh

[27thswan]

❝ 𝐭𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞. ❞ hsr x reader

synopsis. you couldn't help but feel jealous, he's been spending more time with someone else, and you feel like there's suddenly another person in the picture, you can't help but think if he's.. falling out of love?

warnings. angst to comfort if you squint but more comfort and fluff, jealous reader

author's name. one of the only angst stuff on my old blog hello??!!

pairings. multi hsr men x gn!reader

doesn't realize 'till you tell him ・caelus, gepard, luocha, arlan, yanqing, dan heng, dr ratio

huh? why are you sad? did he do something wrong? are his first thoughts, your little frown and puppy eyes didn't help much either, he helps a lot of people and talks to a lot of people, why are you sad? he just came back home and all he sees is your saddest expression yet, did he forget any events? no.. are you gonna... break up with him..? no no, it's too early for that, right? as he pushes these thoughts aside, he sat down beside you on his bed, your face with your tear-stained cheeks, and like there were still a bit of water swelling up in your eyes, all he could do was hold your hand, and ask what's wrong? did he do something you didn't like? are you hurt? was he not there in time? worried thoughts began to arise as more silence occurred.. "are you falling out of love with me?" the words really hit him like a bullet through his heart, never in a million years would he ever fall out of love with someone as thrilling, heart-throbbing, amazing, beautiful, pretty, or handsome as you, never in ten of thousands of centuries would he find someone as graceful as you were, he'd never find another you, but he'd always try, in every life, to find you. but all those negativity in his mind cut short from his heart speaking, instead of his mind thinking, and he couldn't help but let the words of love pour from throughout. couldn't help but cup your face while saying all those kind poet's choice of words. couldn't help but tear up for not noticing sooner. later pulling you into his warm embrace. a smile painted both your faces at the end of that day, and let the night you spent together be filled with love. (not the sexual way smh)

recognizes your little pout of jealousy ・jing yuan, sampo, welt yang, dr ratio

ohoh~ his honey bunny is jealous over his business partner? as soon as he comes again back to your side, "baby, don't worry about them, they're really just talking to me for business, don't pout at me like that.. you're too cute!" but you continued to do the little pout even on the way home, was it really that bad? his sly arm slowly slides over your shoulders as you both got home, "did i do something wrong, babe? you haven't kissed me a single time today, and i can't help but think you're jealous that i've been talking to someone, is that the case, hmm?~" he says, as he places his fingers on your chin, and forcing your gaze onto his, "tell me, are you jealous? just nod if yes, or no." awaiting your answer, all he did was smirk, 'till you gave in and nodding an answer of yes. as he got his taste of victory, he couldn't help but take your kiss as his award, "you shouldn't worry about someone like them, they're nothing compared to you, no one is on the same value as you are to me, you are mine, and i'm yours, no one else's. got that?" as you nodded, he placed kisses all over you, and a special mark, a hickey from him, and the future marks will always and only be from him. and he'll make sure you never feel like that again.

finds you cute when you're jealous (already knew)・blade, jing yuan, welt yang, luocha, argenti

your little frown was honestly the cutest, especially when you have your arms crossed like that! aww, he can't help but let out a laugh! after getting off a phone call from their co-worker, he looks down to see you, you and your adorable frustrated expression, "my my, seems like someone's mad, did something happen?" opening his arms for a hug, but you backed away, and walked off, wow, this might just be serious! we follows you back, "did i something, my beauty?" his snake-like arms slither around your waist, yet you didn't give a reply. "i like this game, let's see who'll break first, winner gets a kiss from the loser, okay?", your only response would be an angry, yet adorable glance. like a kid who didn't get what they wanted from the toy store. as you both arrived into your shared home, he picks you up and lets you land atop his lap. "why are you mad at me beautiful? oh, you must be jealous, no? you saw me talking to someone else other than you.. didn't you?" he asks, placing his head on your shoulder, his words slide off his tongue like honey, and it looked like to him you were panicking, "just give up now, and let me treat you right, i'm very sorry that talking to someone else made you feel like that, cupcake." and all he really wants in return is what you give him, a kiss and cuddles, and maybe more than just that.

w2e & chase atlantic my faves!!

#❛﹒⥥﹒ 🍁 ding ding: a finished show! #hsr x reader #hsr x you #hsr x gender neutral reader #hsr x y/n #hsr x male reader #hsr x female reader #hsr fanfic #hsr blade fluff #hsr blade x you #hsr blade #blade hsr #hsr dan heng #hsr blade x reader #hsr dan heng x reader #jing yuan x reader #honkai star rail x you #honkai star rail x reader #jing yuan x you

[transmascaraa]

!new year's special!

your bf had a tiring day at work, and you decide to relieve him by...

bf!lyney x gn!reader

author's note: my first time writing smut smh i'm scared. this probably won't be that good or anything cuz it's written by a minor like sorry my parents didn't have me in 1763😓 anyways it's SMUT(it's a bl0wjob and ig a h4ndjob?) so if you're not comfortable with that you can ignore this or whatever. have a good year guys!<3

"archons... you're so good..."

-lyney had come home from his show, looking very tired

-well, he WAS tired

-i mean, putting on a mask for the whole day and not resting for quite some time can be... tiring.

-"hey, mon amour..." he smiled as he kissed you

-"hello, lyn!" you kissed him back and hugged him

-you realized he was tired so you didn't botther him much by talking, and just let him dress up and rest for a while

-instead of him resting, you saw his head peeking from the bedroom door, calling you

-"mon cœur, can you come here for a second?"

-you didn't take time to respond, and got to the bedroom quickly.

-you got there and...

-you see him unclothed on the edge of the bed, only left in his stockings.

-his signature braid was untied.

-desperation in his eyes.

-his dick was already hard and the tip was leaking a bit.

-"can you relieve me, my dear?" he had a teasing tone in his voice.

-"as you wish, lyney~" you pushed him to the bed, to lay down on his back as you did your work.

-he positioned himself on the middle of the bed to give you easier access.

-"get ready, lyn~" you winked at him as you started kitty licking his tip, licking everything that leaked out.

-he was struggling to keep his composure.

-he was moaning loudly, yes, but soon enough, he was whimpering as well, when you took half of his length into your mouth, and pumped the rest with your hand.

-he wasn't that big, you just liked giving him the special treatment.

-"a-ahnn... mmh.. mon amour..." he was gripping the bedsheets hard with one hand, while the other was on your head, trying to desperately push you lower, but failing due to your hand being there.

-"oh... archons... you're so good... mmhn..." he was spilling out random praises at you, for making him feel so good.

-you took a second to ask him a question.

-"you gonna cum, m'love?"

-"mhm... don't stop..." he was just begging for you to stop teasing him, to give him what he wants already.

-and just like that, you started bopping your head on his dick again, taking him in even more by removing your hand, letting it squish his soft and jelly thighs.

-soon after that, with a loud moan, he came into your mouth.

-you swallowed it, and licked him clean of his work.

-"you did so good, lyney..." you praised him as you kissed him softly.

-"thank you, mon cœur..." lyney gently kissed you back.

-later on, you two cleaned eachother up, dressed up for sleep, and got ready to cuddle.

-"i love you, lyney..." you told him as you hugged him tight.

-"i love you too, my love..." he replied, laying down on your chest.

-you two surely loved eachother, a lot...

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HELP THIS ISN'T GOOD I THINK

idk what i even wrote

i kinda like it but i also kinda hate it

nvm dahlia confession is next

#genshin headcanons #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin lyney #lyney x reader #lyney x you #lyney smut #lyney #genshin impact lyney #lyney x gender neutral reader #lyney x gn reader #first time writing smut i'm not ok guys i think it's bad #⑅⁠čikonyxo's post🎭

[minispidey]

Hey - you said repeaters welcome so here I am 💅

If you’ve watched Scenes from a Marriage, I need ya thots /HC for Levy:

BEST FRIEND.

Jonathan Levy x f!reader.

Warnings: mentions toxic relationship, mentions cheating, does this count as cheating too?, angst, smut, fluff, swearing.

Requested by: @boredzillenial

Author's Note: bestie the gif u send is so MWAH cheeky beefy oscar isaac ass 🤭 if u dont mind, i added in a small story line because u swear this man deserves better. mira fucked him up smh (tbh i have no idea what im writing have mercy on me)

Summary: you're Jonathan Levy's best friend, always been in love with him even after he got married. But then it crumbles down and you proved that you treat him better.

MINORS DNI

My immediate thought is like: oh childhood besties with Jonathan instead of the usual teacher-student relationship. I think it adds more drama, you know?

Imagine being so in love with this man for years, but he's blind. He marries Mira and to add salt to the wound you were his best man, or rather best woman. Holding in tears because you thought to yourself 'Surely, I'd move on.'

You two grow up, still closer and you watched him make a family of his own while you work a decent job and end up drinking at the end of the day. Partners come and go, but none of them made you feel the same way Jonathan did. And Jonathan barely did shit.

You knew it was wrong pining for a married man, but you hoped some day Jonathan sees that Mira treats him like shit. You didn't want to upset him since you're his best friend. The one person who knew everything about him even after setting boundaries since he got married.

Were you surprised when Jonathan calls you over and tells you Mira cheated on him? Of course not. You called up a babysitter for Ava and went to hit up a bar, drowning in his sadness.

"What does she have that keeps you... I don't know... loving her? What's so different that you keep crawling back to her."

He couldn't reply. Jonathan stared at you, remembering all the times you two talked— the ones where he's always ranting about his married life, the struggles and the stress. You always just sat there and listened to him. You never straight out voiced your opinion about Mira.

"What else do you think of her?"

"She's a bitch. I mean seriously, you two have a daughter and she pulls this shit. Anyone— and I mean everyone can treat you better than she does."

You always did speak the truth when you're drunk. So this was different.

"You packed her shit too. If I were you, I would've burned everything she owned. Did I ever tell you of the ex boyfriend I had? Changed his shampoo to hair remover."

"That's a bit extreme."

"Your face is a bit extreme."

You always knew just how to make him laugh, even with childish insults. No words were exchanged between the two of you, Jonathan stared at you, scanning your features. Something about you was different. Maybe it was the alcohol, but he's just barely tipsy.

Next thing he knew, he kissed you. He realized that he loved you more than a best friend normally did. He was in love.

Even if it took your whole lives, you thanked whoever the fuck made him realize he loved you (me).

In the middle of your kissing session, he pulls away only to take off his glasses, even touching the lenses despite wanting to keep it fingerprint-free.

His daughter's asleep, baby sitter's gone. You two stumbled into his house, lips locked. Jonathan wasted no time getting you into his bedroom (well, him and Mira's bedroom) and taking your clothes off.

Not only was this the perfect revenge, this was a perfect moment. Your wildest dreams finally coming true.

Jonathan fucks— no, he makes love. He's slow, making you feel good. He's definitely a giver. He peppers you non-stop with kisses. You leave scratches and marks on his body. The pleasure is too much. You were happy that night.

The next morning, breakfast in bed and a kiss on your forehead. Clearly, he didn't regret anything from last night. Jonathan really realized he loved you and you loved him.

Let's just say that you practically lived in his house at this point. Mira comes home to find Jonathan fucking you on the kitchen counter.

"You slut-!"

"You can't say shit, you cheated on him you fucking cunt!"

You successfully landed a harsh slap across Mira's face before getting pulled away by Jonathan. He carries you back into his bedroom and he cups your face with a smile.

"Did it feel good?"

"Yeah. Been wanting to do that since she broke the mug I gave you if I'm being honest."

Jonathan kicked Mira out, and you two spent the night making love to each other. Jonathan was right— everything Mira hated about him, you loved. You were absolutely better than her.

Their divorced finalized, and Jonathan got full custody of Ava. You moved in and brought life to their dull house.

For your birthday, he bought you a piano... an expensive one at that. He loved hearing you play.

He's the type to pick you small flowers every day and you have an album filled with pressed flowers. Before you go to work, he would slip a sticky note in your bag and you would find it while working and can't help but smile.

You make his lunches. He's always liked your cooking. You were definitely levels up from pathetic dinner tupperware spaghetti.

You even pack Ava's lunch for school, making notes like

Have a good day, sweetie! I love you ❤️

For Jonathan, it's always confessions of love. Even if at this point you two should be married.

Love you for as long as the stars shine ❤️

He can't help but smile like a fool during lunch. Even brags about the food you make.

He was in the middle of a lesson when he realized he wanted to marry you. As soon as class ended, he sprinted to Tiffany & Co. and bought you a diamond ring that suited you.

He was just utterly in love with you. One day, playing your piano, you looked ethereal that he grabbed the ring and got down on one knee. He just loved you too much.

You two spent the rest of your days more and more in love than that day in the bar along with your children. He couldn't ask for anyone better. You were the one for him, no one else.

#jonathan levy #scenes from a marriage #jonathan levy smut #oscar isaac #minispidey requests

[vetusmemoriae]

Dottore x Male!Reader

Author's note: I should be doing a project about Paradise Lost, but I had an idea for a Dottore fanfic and can't let it go away. I can't believe he didn't only get one gnosis but TWO, like- he's the best. I don't want to offend Scaramouche, but boy... he didn't do shit and that's so sad smh. Dottore, instead, cleaned after your mess and got both the gnosis you lost and the dendro gnosis.

Summary: This takes place after Dottore "leaves" for the first time, Y/n is aware of his doings, and once Dayha and Aether discover this, they're eager to go take everything out of Y/n. What they don't know, is that they're not the only ones to be aware of Y/n.

Recommended song to listen!

Seeing Dottore go after such a long time would never be a pleasant sight for Y/n. Maybe there was drug in one of the coffees Dottore had with him, but he didn't want the doctor to go away, though meybe it was for the better. As one of the consultants of the port, the Fatui had contact with him from a long time ago, and he was aware of some of their concerns in Sumeru. What Y/n realized not so long ago, while he and Dottore were talking, is that he wasn't really a stranger.

'I must know what are your concerns in Sumeru before letting you deposit any belongings here.' Said Y/n while both of them were walking around Port Ormos, searching for a cafe to sit and talk for a while.

'I think you might already know, Y/n. A Fatui's work is business. I don't want anything else.'

'You may be a doctor, but, even if I don't look like one, I'm a scholar too. As one, I'm not stupid. Fatui's business never bring any good. News say Liyue suffered an attack from the Fatui not so long ago. I will need more information if you want this to go right over my head and not inform the city of your arrive, as I would do usually.'

'A prudent boy... I am no terrorist, not like the child in Liyue. We were all kind of... disappointed with him and his actions. But I am nothing like him, Y/n, I am a civilised man, willing to give something to get something in exchange. I will throw myself to the pool, perhaps you want money?'

'Perhaps not. I don't need money, and it would mean nothing in exchange for Sumeru's safety.'

'I'm afraid that's not one of your concerns, right?'

'You guess right. I just want to share a cup of coffee or tea, and talk. Once I get to know you and you get to know me, I will know if I should let any of your equipment in.'

Both of them went into a cafe, and instead of being greeted of greeting anyone, they went without asking right into one of the private rooms, where a waiter recived them and took their orders.

There, they talked for a while. To both of their surprise, they had more in common than anyone would suspect. Apart from some ideas, from some ways of thinking, they were from the same village. Little more they needed to say. Y/n let Dottore's equipment in, and a nice friendship begun.

That's what happened around a month ago. They met at least six times a week in the same spot, only to talk about memories. Y/n should have been worried about being close to a Fatui, but there was no way Dottore could hurt him, right? They were friends, more than that, not even once Dottore let the Fatui subordinates to interrupt them, they were ordered to take care that no one interrupted them. There was even a rumor that Y/n and Dottore had already met before. There were two lines of thinking between the Fatui regarding Y/n and Dottore: Some thought Dottore was gaining his trust to use him later on, some other said his interest was genuine. But none of them suspected anything beyond that.

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Coming to the departure of Dottore, Y/n saw it from afar with a sad look on his face. He didn't know what could happen, if he would be back, and if he had done the right thing leting him in in the first place... But there he was, sitting at the ship go away. When he stood up he didn't have any time to leave before Dayha and Aether stopped him.

'You seem to know The Doctor, am I right?' Said the woman, with her hand at Y/n's neck.

'What about it? He left.'

'We need to know what's he about.'

'What do you mean?'

'The Fatui are enver up to any good...'

'Yeah!' Claimed Paimon. 'That weirdo never does anything good! Paimon's sure he'll be back'

'Why would I know?'

'We know you've been talking with him time and time again. Now, speak before I change my mind and go for the hard way instead.'

'I can't say a thing, I know nothing.'

'There's no way you have been talking with him for hours and know nothing'

'Paimon thinks the same! That's suspicious... Talk before we beat you up!'

'I am no fighter, please, believe me, I can't say anything'

Dahya got her claymore in hand, ready to swing it at the helpless man that didn't want to know where he got into. He tried to walk back, rather falling into the ground that to be about to be beaten up. But she stopped right before she hit him.

'I knew you would show up.' Beside Y/n was Dottore, with the calm that characterized him. 'Tell us what you will do, or he get's it.'

'It would be reckless of me to tell you what I plan on doing. You should already know, I'm nothing more than a scholar, a researcher with an experiment.'

'I should have no mercy with you...'

'You are just a big mean guy!'

'That's hurtful... You, traveller, should tell your little companion to speak less, bad things can happen.'

'Paimon is not...!'

'Shut up.' Dottore got closer to them. 'As nº 2 of the Fatui, I have a work to do, business; and as a scholar, I have a hypothesis to verify and an experiment to finish. Be so kind and leave, or I'll have to take measures.'

'You don't intimidate us, Dottore. By your own you're useless.'

'Useless...?' Dottore seemed annoyed, a never good sight.

'You only came for your little price, you used him, because you knew we would come to him to get information about you. You can have a like in him, but there's no way you really care about him.' Dahya looked at Y/n. 'A Harbinger would never feel anything positive towards anyone, even less towards a merchant like any other.'

'I know what you want to do, Dahya. You won't get it.' Dottore let in sight a small ball, a strange smell flourishing from it. 'It has been running from some minutes now, it should be doing effect by now, right?'

Dahya tried to stay up, but wasn't able to hold her weapon or stand anymore. The traveler took his weapon out and swinged it at Dottore, trying to get him, he too fell right before the Fatui.

'Useless fucks...' Muttered him, crouching to get a better view of his victims. 'How dare them mess with what's mine...'

But Y/n was not asleep, he was still there, watching horrified how some strangers were unconscious, all because the Fatui that treated him kindly. Dottore looked at Y/n with no expresion, and all that came out was a light smile before he stood up again.

'They will be away for a while now. You didn't fall for it because you were exposed to little doses as we met.'

'Did they say the truth?'

'About what?'

'About you just using me.' Dottore said nothing. 'So it's true.'

'You think so? That all the time I spent with you was... nothing? You learned nothing. If I didn't care about us I'd have never spent time with you in the first place. I sacrificed my time and when someone comes talking otherwise you chose to believe them. You hurt me...'

'I'm sorry, I-'

'No talking will take you out of this. You belittled me... I expected more of you.'

'I just want to know the truth. Was there any point on meeting me, in hanging out with me so frequently, if you're going to ignore me from now on? I might be only entertainment, but that would be something. If your plan was that they came to me so you can get them, tell so. I think I already know the answer.'

'Then say it.'

'I want to hear it from you.'

'You entertain me, yes. Want anything else?'

'Say again what you said to them?'

'What are you talking about.'

'I will leave if you don't say it.'

'I have my ways of stopping you.'

'But why would you, what do you want from me so much that you rather not letting me go than killing me. You can keep me shut that way too.'

'But I won't, and rather than confront me about me, you should be grateful.'

'I may then say what you said:' Dottore didn't interrupt him. 'you said you own me.'

'And what so if I did? You have no say in that.'

'So you meant it, you consider me of you possession and I'm cherished as such.'

'Better as a possession than nothing at all, right?'

'I don't question it, but...'

'Don't "but". I'll leave now, I have better things to do.' Dottore got ready to leave. 'I won't save you again, I recommend you leave now.'

Before explaining further, Dottore left, leaving Y/n confused on the ground. At the traveller's hand twitching, Y/n got up and left. What now? Surely Dottore wouldn't come back in a while, right?

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When the sages died, Y/n was aware this was Dottore's doing. Y/n had been hiding for a while, being nowhere to be found and escaping from everyone's sight. Now his plan was over, it must be, he should be able to stop hiding. He had no time to think about it when he was found by a group of Fatuis. It was not the first time Y/n saw a group of Fatuis, but it was the first time since he started hiding, since he knew nothing of Dottore. Maybe they were there to kill him, to take him away.

'The 2nd Harbinger, Dottore, wants to see you.'

'For what?' They didn't answer. 'I will keep going...'

'He ordered that if you don't come willingly, we make you.'

'He's willing to let you hurt me? His plan surely went wrong.'

'We won't, but we have our means.'

'I will go, there's nothing else for me right now.'

Y/n accompanied them, and stopped when, right in front of the ship Dottore came in, he saw him waiting patiently. He was happy, way to happy to anyone's good: ruining that happiness would be dangerous, and so Y/n didn't, he came into the ship without questions. Dottore let Y/n in, in front of him.

'I see you were not hurt, that's great.'

'Was all you wanted to kill the sages?'

'The sages! No, that was not my fault, it was the traveller and the archon's doing, no, I just wanted some... pieces. And the experiment is over, and as I said before...' The ship took off, taking Y/n with them. 'I just have to take the remainings.'

'I have no say in this, right?'

'You get it now! The Fatui will have their trophy, and I will have mine: you.'

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Hi!!! Tbh this is my favourite fanfic until now, I love that yandereish side and I'm very proud of how it turned out. Yesterday I dreamed about him and I'm still left with some need of Dottore. I'm all in for mad scientists <3

#dottore #il dottore #yandere #yan!dottore #yandere dottore #genshin #genshin impact #yandere genshin #male yandere #yandere boy #male reader #x male reader #dottore x reader #dottore x male reader

[decarabiandivorce]

If decarabian had ultimate power and authority, and was the one in charge of most laws, then he theoretically could have quite literally asked amos to get a divorce, she could say yes, and he could legally just. Be divorced without any complications. do you have any ideas on some reasons why he just. didn’t do that (look where their relationship ended up smh)

Yes he could However he is full of delusion and can not think of a reason why they would ever be separate :D

"iThe ruler had believed that he had given his subjects a city free from the bitter cold, and to the end, he believed that they had loved him as he loved them." - Venti's Character Story #4

My interpretation of the guy is one who couldn't understand other people. This was his dream! "He tried so hard to make his dream come true, and so the fragments of that dream are still mighty." - Scattered Piece of Decarabian's Dream.

"He once was her love, but the unforgiving winds could never understand the softness of mortal flesh." No matter what, Decarabian was wrong. He was wrong to believe that his people loved the 'protection' he provided. He was wrong to believe that ignoring his wife wouldn't cause her to fall out of love. He was wrong to believe that a city surrounded by a never-ending storm would bring peace. Sure he had his reasons and for that I love to poke at him, but at the end of the day it dosen't erase what he did.

My own interpretation of him was much like Havria and Ei, gods who tried their hardest to protect the citizens they adored but ended up bringing them suffering. Like the electro archon he clipped the wings of his city and I do think he didn't realize how bad his own city was until it was too late. It's said that the outside world was covered by a certain wolf's blizzard, so the constant swooshing of wind(in his mind) should have protected his city from the chill.

This strays a little in hc territory, but I do think he had some relationship (PLATONIC) with the shade of time. The thousand winds temple was in his territory after all and I don't think he would have allowed another god- even one as powerful as a higer being, into his lands without some familiarity. And it is this familiarity is one of the reasons why I think Decarabian is Like This.

Sure it takes a bit of creative interpretation but god dam it im making a sandcastle out of these specks.

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So you got this immortal who's friend (Isaroth) is MIA while he needs to take care of a city while a war is going on. A war that is being started by Celestia. A place that your friend used to live in but is now being owned by the presumed killer of your missing friend's creator. AND there is this wolf outside that is just waiting and watching, trying to get in. Get to where your children are.

You can't loose anyone else.

He dreams of his city being happy. His city. A "dream of prosperity [that] was created entirely by his divine might". The "capital city he had raised." A dream that "would have gone on forever." He thought everything was fine. Everything was perfect. That he was loved and they loved him right back

What a delusion

He would never have asked for a divorce. He wouldn't see the reason to have one. He was living in a dream world with a person he adored like the sun. The apple of his eye. His equal.

So even when she dreams of a time before this all. Dreams a different dream than him. Wishes for things that he wouldn't want. She's just being silly! She's just confused! This is what's for the best!

What a delusion

She has always held his divine gaze. Even when she aims an arrow at his fabricated heart. She may have his heart, soul, and eyes- but she never had his ears. His dreams.

Were they ever equals? Friends? Lovers?

...

What a delusion

#steel text #im rotating them both at mach speeds i love their divorce #decmos #amos #decarabian #genshin #genshin impact #old mondstadt #i haven't even talked about the Sal Vindagnyr connection and on why i think their civiliation should have fell before the archon war

[loserlvrss]

꒰ 𝐏𝐇𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐓𝐇 ꒱ 이하빛

summary : your boyfriend took you to a photo booth because he was envious of the photos by your desk

genre : soft fluff, havit x gn!reader, drabble, established relationship tws : pet names, kissing author notes : such an underrated group smh vagabond & nightmare on top word count : 0.5k

you climbed into the photo booth after your boyfriend, pushing aside the fabric blocking you from the passing strangers. you sat against the plastic seat, pressed against his leg due to the minimal space.

you'd been in a few photo booth's, mostly with your friends who would make you do stupid poses to satisfy their desires; piled one on top of the other to all fit. you had a couple of the four-pictured strips around your desk, which your boyfriend had commented on a couple of times. he would pout out his lip, expressing his want to take cute pictures to add to the silly ones. he wanted you to look at him for relief from studying.

havit took your hand, intertwining his fingers through yours. he gave you a comforting squeeze, bringing you back to the present.

"should we practice poses before?" you asked, putting your free hand into a cat-ear on top your head, and then moving it to your cheek. he smiled at you adoringly, "or should we just wing it? you wanted these pictures, so i'll do whatever you want, love."

"okay," he breathily replied, looking into your eyes for a moment before going to pay and pick the frame. you both agreed on one that was simple enough, mostly because you wanted to draw on his — which he was not opposed to at all — he wanted anything and everything from you. "just do whatever you feel like, you're already so cute."

you promptly asked as the countdown began, "can i bite your cheek?" but before he had the chance to answer, you were doing it playfully, causing him to giggle. the flash prompted you to change the pose, letting go of his hand and doing cat-ears on top his head. he poked your cheek, and you unconsciously winked.

he thought about a pose, thinking you were such a natural behind the camera — obviously — also in awe of your visuals. you grabbed his cheeks, making him look directly into your eyes before connecting your lips. you don't even remember if the timer was counting down, but it didn't seem to matter as time completely stopped. after a couple of seconds where your heartbeats synced, you pulled apart, a dorky smile on both your rose-tinted faces.

only when you heard the printing of the pictures did you realize that time was indeed still running. you gave him a sweet peck, going to grab the pictures before someone else got curious. you studied them for a second, admiring the pure love that was caught for forever more.

you climbed back into the booth with matching four-pictured strips, still smiling as you handed one to him. "ill draw on it at home, okay?" you voiced, and he nodded as a response.

"should we do it again, i-i kinda looked stupid in this one." you saw him point at the third picture of you both lip-locked. "i think we could do better."

you started pulling out your money, pushing it into the machine and picking the same frame, "you just want to kiss me again, don't you?"

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#kpopidol #kpop #kpop requests #kpop writing #kpop imagines #kpop oneshots #kpop bg #romance #kpop fluff #trendz #kpop reading #one shot #drabble #x reader #masterlist #fluff x reader #fluff imagine #fluff prompts #romantic #photobooth #gender neutral reader #gender neutral y/n

[petratherrock]

I would've written Renésmee less like she's a literal child vampire goddess and more like a human-vampire hybrid;

yh she sleeps,

she can drink blood And eat food, she chooses to drink blood (that monster) and the reason (if I'm writing it, anyway) being that drinking blood is as filling as both eating normal food and drinking, so ofc she picks the one with less work lol

is she beautiful, yes but less like a predatory vampire is, and more like a soft gentle human beauty that makes a person feel warmth looking at them idk man i just don't really like that she has to be like super goddess it's almost like a pokemon evolution it's ridiculous

she has this thing with lying where she doesn't like lying, so everything she shows you with her gift is the truth or at least what she thinks is true (i read a post that said she's gonna be so op cuz she can choose to lie with her vision and that'll totally be so unfair to anyone who she shows visions to)

Jacob didn't imprint on her for god's sake why smeyer why

I mean there're so many ways for Jacob to stop f hating the baby that's killing Bella, so hey what about the fact that killing a baby is wrong mythical or not? Why not put a little bit of faith into his conscience?smh

I digress, anyway, Jacob doesnt want to kill a baby and basically has to wait like a jumpy almost-my-mum's-lover in the waiting room and he falls in love with the babyness of a baby like everyone does with a baby child like a normal person and not like imprint/romance thing

He'd want to protect the kid because she's Bella's child. It doesn't have to be romantic or weird, smeyer 📢📢📢📢📢

She likes hanging out with him because he's warm unlike the rest of her family, and being half-human she kinda looks for that warmth/humanness even if she doesn't realize it

Maybe I'm projecting but I just really dislike characters that stand out from other people for no reasons other than that the author writes them to be op, beautiful and a goddess. She was just born with everything on her side.

I'm not a fan of the main character energy lol

#the twilight saga #renesmee cullen #stephenie meyer #bella cullen #bella x edward #edward cullen #jacob black #vampire #werewolves

[refriedrambles]

Skipping forward to notes on Invasion of the Idiot Dog Brain to get a better grasp on GIR. (might do some for GIR Goes Crazy and Stuff too, but we'll see how much I got in me)

I know this isn't about the Tallest but I love how this episode opens. Like they're just confused,

Purple points out the kid behind Zim while he's talking about his improved security and "I'm glad it had a happy ending after all." "Me toooo."

Perfect, wonderful, I love it. They give no shits about being seen either

Zim's not nearly as frazzled as usual by being seen like he is slightly panicked but it's very muted. Whether that's cause he fumbled so hard in front of the Tallest (again) or the fear of being exposed he gets over it so quickly and just goes into fix it mode.

He love just telling people what he's doing, like he reveals his plans to Dib after they're solidly in progress when he thinks he has the upper hand, (unlike Dib blabbing immediately when he thinks of one) but he'll tell his minions anything and will inform the Tallest while he's in the middle of things or even afterwards with them though he doesn't go nearly as into detail with them. (It's like his only social outlet.) He's gotta at least try to look good to the Tallest

He just has the replacement part in his PAK and apparently has more up stairs? That's suspicious

Zim is so done with GIR in this episode. Like he's sorta but not really trying to work with him here. It's heavily reminding me of how he "fired" Keef in Bestest Friend. I still think he's mimicking someone or more likely multiple people who used to be in a position of authority over him at one point. But he almost always gives into GIR in the end. A good example this this little interaction

Big sigh, "Pretend it's a taco!" "If there are any changes in the data,"

big sigh again, "taco beam, just let me know." Turns away disgruntled with his brain

What's this episode about? Hurting Zim's pride. That's it go home lol

BUT GIR we're here to focus on GIR! He gets stuck on the taco commercial until Zim attempts to play into the taco thing. He goes into duty mode, he tries to focus, but it's simply not interesting to him

This show and mooses. I don't think I've ever seen A Room with a Moose tbh. And Mortos der Soulstealer. I'm pretty sure on that one

Notably Zim didn't yell at GIR or shout his name to get his attention in the lead up to GIR becoming the house. He's clearly exasperated by dealing with the bot, but he's not lashing out. Some character development there until things go wrong

This is flash of concern on Zim's face when GIR doesn't respond. He's wobbling between annoyance and concern as he carries him

There's the slightest moment dawning horror as Zim realizes GIR is the house now, but he shoves that down so quickly and just starts ordering him around like normal lol. And he's immediately hit with what he as expecting too getting squeezed like a chew toy

Zim can't let his guard down at all with GIR as the house even before it start to go bad. He's trying to stay in control of the situation and keep his authority over GIR so can't let his guard down at all

"BORING!" staving of the boredom is his life's mission

Zim's having flashbacks to the Doom song

"He's got to wear himself out eventually. I'll just wait. I can outlast him."

You learned nothing from the Doom song Zim. You danced cause you couldn't handle the singing, but you just let it happen again smh

Definitely agree that Zim struggles with threat assessment. Like he's scared that GIR is the house on some level (especially after the squeezing) but it's still just GIR too so not the biggest deal. (It's a very big deal.)

It is cute that GIR tries to comfort Zim with the things he likes tho

"Must obey the Taco man!" GIR my guy

"SWEET JUMPING CHILI BEAN." between screaming and begging. wtf Zim

Zim's so terrified of everything going on right now. Like the threat of being exposed, the being tossed around like it's nothing, the weight of GIR being the house hitting him like a brick. It's no wonder he looks like he's about to cry

Brilliant joke with the guy and the car

It is absolutely nuts that the base can turn into a giant mech dog

Zim even says please.

"Maybe you're right." Hope! "Maybe I've get a giant burrito too." And it's crushed lol

GIR is so used to used to ordering and outright ignoring Zim

Just places cup and starts to stink down the screen money still stuck to his face. This kid is so done with life.

Zim doesn't care at all about food service works despite his awful experience with it. I'm not even sorta surprised

He has the food and immediately knows how to deal with GIR again

"BUT I need tacos! I need them or I will explode. That happens to me sometimes." He almost sounds like he's gonna cry, but that's a pretty interesting line. Like he self destructs willingly a lot, but that implies it's also out of his control at times ooo

Absolutely destroyed the city

Full circle that's nice

Anyway~ Zim was good on his word and handed the tacos over, before trying to convince GIR to let him fix things. Good move on his part

I don't think this episode really says a lot about GIR that we can't gleam from non GIR centric episodes, but it does show a bit of a shift in how Zim deals with him when he's actively getting in the irken's way

I'm tempted to also watch Bad, Bad Rubber Piggy cause I do feel like it's a bit of a GIR episode and it's literally the next episode, but I'm gonna stick to my plan for now

#self notes #refriedramblings

[hitemwiththeoop]

see, i think this all summarizes as the toxicity of the fandom pushing the creativity of the authors.

it's no secret that the TLOK backlash was loud & insane and it's still is. you'll still find people trashtalking the show and talking about how better ATLA was compared to it. i feel like this has marked the creative decisions taken by bryke lately, especially when it comes to the azula redemption arc situation.

the movies also have a part in it. i mean, to have a movie especially dedicated to zuko, ATLA's fandom favorite character, says a lot, but not only that. the special focus given to kyoshi in comparison to the other avatars because of the impact she had in the fandom can be easily noticed.

my point? the creators are doing what they can to keep the fanbase pleased and i fear this is going to lead the show to a hellhole

let's begin with:

we all know how much the fandom has wanted an azula redemption arc ever since the original series' finale. we've seen it everywhere: on tumblr, on twitter, on instagram, on fanfics, you name it. it's been so much so that some have argued that the only reason the creators didn't redeem azula was because they didn't like her. aaron ehasz even said that he intended to have her have a redemption "longer and far complicated than zuko's". yet the creators never fully confirmed it, only saying it was possible she could heal in the future.

the comics give us but little hints at azula trying to become better, and in fact, it seems her mental state only worsened in the course of them. many fans have criticized the comics for their writing and characterization of the characters (when it comes to my opinion, azula's was on point).

yet when you think of it, with barely hints of it, you wouldn't see that a redemption arc for azula was ever the original intention. it wasn't ever implied in the first comics nor in TLOK, and in fact it seems it was only recently that it was incorporated. ehasz revelation of wanting to give azula a redemption arc was coincidentally brought up when the series' popularity re-spiked after years of being on the low, as it was made availaible on netflix during the pandemic.

a discussion was brought up about the representation of physicological damage and mental issues through azula's character, and realizing how much her upbringing had molded her way of being, fans began claiming she deserved a redemption arc like zuko did using her age and vulnerability as an argument. this has sparked much debate, but we ought to recognize that prior to these years, this analysis of azula wasn't visibilized the way it has now.

one has to wonder, if the series' fame hadn't resurged, would've the creators felt compelled to make a redemption arc for azula?

i've mixed feelings about this comic. it came out during the time the kyoshi's novels began becoming popular, and it feels like it was made as a move to give the fans what they'd been wanting: seeing more of kyoshi in official media. putting aside how wild it is that avatar kyoshi somehow appeared in front of suki (she could've been imagining for all we know), it does seem strange that we didn't get any more about her before in the prior comics when the chance had been given. instead, we saw a bit of roku and yangchen in the promise and the rift trilogies (and nothing of kuruk, smh).

that and that kyoshi's too going to get her own movie feels a little odd to me. she's really become the breakout character, and though i'm glad she's receiving the attention she deserves, i feel it takes away the importance other characters have in the plot and that i wish were explored also. true, we've got the dawn of yangchen now, yet i know it's not going to get nearly as much recognition as the kyoshi novels.

then, there's the new earth kingdom avatar series.

given the show's newfound popularity is no wonder avatar studios has decided to launch new media, yet, why develop another show when there's already so much to explore about the two series? it feels it's because they think no one will want to see more about korra because of all the backlash it received. it has only been recently that TLOK has found more acceptance among the fans (and more comics have been coming out because of it). yes, there's an upcoming movie about her, but the fact that it's been placed after the adult gaang movie and zuko's, one thinks it'll be the most delayed.

i'm all for avatar getting new media out and exploring the universe we didn't have a chance to see all of in the original series, but im afraid that launching all this stuff to please the fans will end up being detrimental. the games, the comics, the movies... theyre getting out all this new content as fast as they can as if theyre trying to take advantage of the popularity they've regained before it goes out, and to avoid it doing so, theyre trying to do what the fans want them to. that of course implies many things in the plot will be made so that its liked by the fans and no independent thought goes into them. that limits the creative capacity of the writers and all of those who will work at avatar studios.

honestly i REALLY hope this doesnt end badly thats all.

#azula in the spirit temple #azula redemption arc #avatar the last airbender #avatar the legend of korra #avatar the rise of kyoshi #avatar the shadow of kyoshi #aang #korra #avatar studios

[pashminalamb]

Hi belle! Anyways I've come here to be honest because it's been bothering me lately. So uh you know the anon with the blue heart that said they never done something like this before you know the ask...? (The one you were able to tell a difference with) Ahaha well that was me. So uhm I was planning to cheer you up with that and when I already send the ask I realized there was someone else with the blue heart and I PANICKED because like I feel like I did a crime for some reason...ahaha so because I panicked I decided to do another one and this time not anon..so uhm IM SO SORRY. I just didn't know what to do that time—i should've been honest but yeah I wasn't ಥ‿ಥ

(╥﹏╥) I was too scared to admit it and I panicked. So uhm yeah that's all. Btw love the new theme <3 hope you're doing okay. And uh I forgot to answer that one question if you could call me aryssa, uh yeah you may but if you'd like you can call me Hasinah :D anyways have a good day or evening. AND IM SO SO SORRY (-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩___-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩-̩̩̩)

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Hi Hasinah! ꒰ᐢ. ̫ .ᐢ꒱

Oh yeah i knew it was mistake- cause even prior on the blog Mino had taken Aki's emoji when they were still anonymous it kinda surprised me and made me laugh cause it was twice in a day that that happened, but i could tell the difference cause even if Blue is under anon, i can tell the difference in a person- cause i've spent a lot of asks with blue to know how familiar they are - despite never meeting or seeing them; guess you call it as 'feeling right' or not with a person ig (and me being an empath -its not even a joke atp smh)

and you texted after, the tones of the messages seemed similiar so i could tell that that was you-

Please don't apologize, it was an honest mistake ₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ - but its alright

And i'm proud of you for telling me that cause a lot of the times people are scared- can't imagine the amount you were panicking cause ik that feeling when you mess up in a writer/ author's box. but dw i'm a pretty chill person and i don't get mad unless ppl push for a part 2 without feedbacks or send hate- unnecessarily "૮₍ •⤙•˶

Thanks abt the new theme! i was wondering if it looked a lil too boring- but eh its Oliver he is a nerd and don't sweat it! i hope you're doing okay and have good day/ evening yourself! <3

#Belle.☏ #.lost sheep : Hasinah

[myincomplete]

Am I ready for School? Aesthetically? Yes. Mentally? No.

So my I picked up my iPad and Apple Pencil last week, and then I also bought a DSLR camera from my friend (she's going abroad next semester, ahhh must be nice), so she's getting rid of a lot of stuff. Now, it's pretty dumb why I got the camera...

I want to start a study youtube channel. If you're done shaking your head, hear me out, (This is starting to sound like a cringey Author's Note on a FanFic, omg). I've struggled to get myself to do things because I know the consequences of my actions will only affect me and usually won't care, depending on how low I'm feeling. I also seem to get more done when I put my phone down and hit record as if I'm already a youtube and need to seem productive. Fake it till you make it type of mentality, yk?

So, I've already made short clips here and there of me walking around, so I'm gonna use that as a practice video to edit and upload. Because I'm recording things now, I haven't opened my iPad or Apple pencil lol. I was gonna wait till I had time, which is apparently is now since I didn't even realize school starts next week haha. hahahaha.

This also means I might not be using my iPad right away, smh I was hoping id have more time to get used to it, but oh well. The camera also isn;t specifically for recording but it'll do for now. Cheap used camera in good condition from a trustworthy party? Yea, I went for it.

I definitely do have more time, for now at least since my schedule has changed and only work four days atm. I might change it to 3 and just pick up shifts here and there. That's IF I stay at my job, I've been thinking about leaving and finding something less physically and mentally exhausting. (I was writing a Leaving My Job post last week when one of my managers walked behind me >.<) I'll write more about that some other time, rn I'm just gonna focus on my resume.

Anyway, that's it for now, ciao!

~S

#student #college #dropout #gpa #ipad #apple #struggling college student #help #work #youtube #study with me #studying #studywithme #study aesthetic #university

[certified-cix-hellbeast]

WHAT'S UP GAMERS

i said that this would be primarily a cix fan account and then the first work of mine that i post is not cix smh im a disgrace forgive me fix's

thjis shit has been withering away in my storage for like two years and i can tell it's that old because there are proper capitals. i haven't looked at it since july 2020. and i don't think i will after this. Haha! it's a monsta x fanfiction that is based off of and inspired by their dramarama mv because i was absolutely obsessed with the song and its storyline. i have no fukin clue where i was going with it <3

i'm generally pretty embarrassed of my older works from at least a year ago lord help me but! i dont know any of u ppl and i am completely fine with crying myself to sleep tonight over this so it's all gucci

it seems like this was going to be hyungwon x wonho pairing but idk wtf i was thinking tbh i am probably never going to finish it or think about it ever again <3

i hope u enjoy! thx lov u

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Four watches.

He had four watches.

He actually never thought of ever giving them away at first. He wanted to keep them to himself, hidden away from the world to never have another touch or see them. It was never meant to be handled by anyone who didn't deserve it. It wasn't smart that way. The wrong hands could be seen from the wrong eyes, and the wrong eyes could lead to the wrong words meeting the wrong ears. The less that knew of this privilege, the better. Besides, he didn’t want tainted hands to rust the precious metal anyways.

So he concealed the watches in a cheap wooden box for years. Nothing special - no lock or code. Because it wasn't special. He didn't want it to seem special to him, so he left it on a shelf in plain sight too. He was playing smart. He was playing safe.

To be fair, he didn't want to take up this responsibility to begin with. It was never handed down from generation to generation, and it wasn't created to be. It was just something his father miraculously invented for his own enjoyment. Then when his parents passed away abruptly in a tragic car accident that involved the three of them, he really wanted to turn back time. He almost blamed himself for being the sole survivor. It wasn't careful, the way he took over what his father used to do. It was driven by grief. The invention is still very new.

Sadly, being new and different has its disadvantages. Everyone is terrified of the power which comes from it. Because they are scared, of course, measures must be taken to ease the fear.

Time skipping is illegal.

He wouldn't have cared much back then. But now, it nearly made Hyungwon want to scream.

He didn't, though. He stayed calm, cool and collected, like he always did, with the same passive, unreadable expression. He acted like any other civilian - relieved that the police finally took action. He acted like he wasn't a time skipper himself. It only had become apparent and known because of his father, who was overexcited and cocky with it. His father skipped all around the town - boasted to everyone he knew. Even made copies of the watches for others to have. Like the domino effect, one person knew, and then that person told another, and it continued until it was heard from authorities. Then the authorities sent out secret agents.

Those secret agents seem to be everywhere.

Hyungwon has learned, now, where their blind spots are.

One blind spot is a single-room hideaway in which he resides. It is his home. His safe haven. His sanctuary. Everything that is inside it is his, and his only, except for the watches. No one else has set foot in it but him and the watches. The only things in there that hold any significance are the watches.

It's always about the watches.

And as he realizes this, Hyungwon thinks that maybe - just maybe - he should finally take a look at them.

So he did. The box which he hadn't touched or even remotely thought about for years was off of its shelf and onto his desk. Back then, he wouldn't have made it this far with the watches. He would have never thought to touch or wear them. He didn't want the burden of being an heir to such a thing, but lately things have more than prodded at his mind. He found himself glancing at the box more often than not these days, and he wanted to know why. So he opened the box and took out the first watch he saw.

The glass was shattered - no doubt the rest of it was broken too. He precisely remembered this one, and the memories that followed it, like it was haunted by a ghost. Plagued by some kind of evil. Back then, he would've choked up at the sight. He was better now. This was the watch his father wore when he died. It was the only broken one amongst the rest, and the only to hold such a weight of emotions. But Hyungwon didn't feel that weight anymore.

Instead, he found a purpose. A desire to fix it.

And maybe, Hyungwon thought, just maybe, it might be time to give the others away too.

Hyungwon knew it would be difficult, choosing who he decided was worthy enough to wield something so special. He gathered together parts and tools, splaying them all across his desk which used to be so neat. He didn't mind it anymore. In between fixing his father's old watch, he went out more often. He observed from afar, a skill that he excelled in, as he was always so silent and attentive. When he came home, he went straight back to the broken watch. Eventually he stopped counting the days that went by - he was almost embarrassed at how long it was taking him.

It was late at night now. Hyungwon had just gotten home; after throwing his jacket, keys and wallet onto his unmade bed, he plopped himself down onto his chair. He picked up a tool and immediately resumed back to the work he left on his desk. It hadn't been that long since he started before he heard a dull thud. He paused, and then heard it again, quickly learning that it was a knock at his door.

"I-I'm sorry. Are-are you Hyungwon? Chae Hyungwon?"

He looked down towards the voice of a slightly disheveled man with short raven-colored hair and bangs that were damp against his forehead. His dark, wide eyes stared up at him, filled with a sense of distress. Hyungwon kept the door cracked enough for his head to fit through and that was it.

"Did you follow me here?" Hyungwon questioned warily.

Then those dark eyes looked away in shame, "Uh, yeah, I'm sorry. I need- I need your help."

"My help? Why mine?"

"Your father," the man started, before bringing his tone down to a soft murmur, "He was a time traveller, right?"

Hyungwon couldn't control the sharpness in his response, "Time skipper."

"So it's true?"

Hyungwon then realized that he had basically confirmed the other's suspicions. There was silence for a time, as Hyungwon pondered his next course of action - whether to trust the guy or not. He figured he looked innocent enough to, but he didn't fail to catch how big and well-muscled his arms were. It was obvious that Hyungwon would be no match against a fist fight with the man, especially with his own lanky stature. Finally, he just rolled his eyes, throwing the thought away and opening the door enough to allow the other inside.

To the taller's surprise, the stranger didn't comment on how small and unhomely it seemed in there as he invited himself to take a seat on the bed. Hyungwon did notice, though, how his gaze had settled on his desk for just a bit too long. Hyungwon probably thought more of it than he should, almost believing that he would try to take a watch then run with it. Instead, the man looked away, towards Hyungwon to follow his every move.

"I'm Lee Hoseok - just call me Wonho."

Hyungwon sat down at his desk, heaving a sigh, "Why are you here, Wonho?"

"Well, I- uh," he swallowed thickly before continuing, "I was hoping you had an extra watch. And if I could… borrow it."

"Borrow? A watch?"

Wonho was squirming in his spot, tripping over words before finally getting something out, "To meet a friend I have. Back… back in time. We were very close, and then we got separated… used to visit him so we could practice Kumdo."

"How did you two get separated?"

"I… I used to be a time skipper, until I got caught." the visitor grew quieter, "Took my watch and everything."

It was silent, silent and tense from the stranger's perspective. Hyungwon's stare never wavered as he thought long and hard about the man in front of him, begging for his assistance, basically. Then he slowly turned his head to stare at his watches - his oh, so precious watches - which still resided in the open box sat atop his desk. Then he looked back, staring into lost, pleading eyes.

"Please…" Wonho breathed, "You have no idea how long I've been looking for you."

Hyungwon murmured, "How long?"

He had told him that he was searching for months - almost a year even. In the comfort of Hyungwon's hideaway, which avoided all eyes and ears except for those inside the room, he listened to the stranger intently, nodding every so often in understanding. Wonho told him about how his father was a friend of Hyungwon's father, and he had given him a watch as a gift. It was then eventually handed down to Wonho, who met his friend, Hyunwoo, with it. The conversation branched off when he began talking about Hyunwoo.

"He was very… patient… and gentle," Wonho spoke thoughtfully, "He's the reason I got into Kumdo. Turns out he's a pretty good instructor, too."

"Until you were caught?"

"Until I was caught." he nodded sadly, "Two men, they held me down, ripped the watch right off of my wrist and then left."

Soon after, Hyungwon was returning the favor by telling the other about himself. He told him about how bold his father had been upon coming across the invention of time skipping. How famous he became for such a thing, and that he knew lots of people, while Hyungwon was quite the opposite growing up. Because of that, though, many people also didn't like his father - he would find himself in trouble occasionally. Hyungwon remembered when his father had gotten beaten up because he wouldn't give away the blueprints of the watch he created. His father saw Hyungwon as the perfect watch-bearer, though he would turn down the opportunity as he wasn't interested then. Hyungwon almost despised the idea of carrying such a power, and didn't like the responsibility of it.

"Only my father knows how to make these," Hyungwon said while gazing down at the watch in his grasp, "It's dying out as soon as it became known."

"Do you want it to die out?"

"Not exactly," he murmured, "I just don't mind if it does."

By the end of their conversation, they could pretty much consider themselves as friends. It was strange to Hyungwon, as he let him in so easily just because they had similar backgrounds, but it wasn't like either of them were complaining.

"You can have it."

Wonho blinked, "What?"

"You can have the watch."

"I… really?"

There was certainly no way Hyungwon could turn back now, but somehow he knew that he wouldn't regret the decision, after seeing how the other lit up like nothing else. So he gave him a watch. Took it out of the box carefully, thumbing at the cool metal with a long look before handing it out. Wonho accepted it just as gently, to the taller's appreciation.

"Take care of it, and stay safe." Hyungwon said.

Wonho smiled, "I will."

Before anything else, the visitor disappeared out of thin air.

Hyongwon had already assumed that he wouldn't see the man again, and he didn't mind that thought too much. He wasn't a very talkative guy - not entirely antisocial or awkward, but rather indifferent about anything that comes at him. He didn't exactly thrive off of having and keeping a relationship of any sort. Not that he didn't try to keep one, it just hasn't always worked out too well for him. So he's basically learned to just take whatever life will give at this point.

Weeks passed since his encounter with Wonho, and only little progress has been made with his father's broken watch. He begins debating on whether he should just give up or not after his first mild breakdown. It's early in the afternoon when this happens. He finds himself growing increasingly frustrated as he picks and prods at the object, wondering what more he could do. This is also when he wishes he had asked his father to teach him the ways of time skipping, back when he was alive. Hyungwon never really thought that he would be in this position though.

But why was he, though? Why did he feel so drawn to the stupid thing?

He finally lets out a yell, dropping everything back down on the desk. He pushed himself away from the scene, hunching over in his seat with his head in his hands. This was supposed to help him cool off; instead, his mind continued to pester him. It reminded him of the car crash, his parents laying lifeless against the dashboard. He hadn't thought about the incident in years, hadn't thought about how broke and lost he was. He realizes just now, as a single tear falls past his cheek, that he still feels a little bit lost.

"Ah, s-sorry- uh, H-Hyungwon-ah?"

Hyungwon's head shot up to the voice, eyes widening and mouth agape at the man standing before him. Wonho.

#fanfic #monsta x #hyungwon #monsta x wonho #monsta x hyungwon #mx wonho #mx hyungwon #kpop #kpop boys #creative writing #writing #chae hyungwon #wonho #aaaaaaaaaaaa #<3333 #fanfiction #kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction

[platonic-prompts]

Wattpad drama of the day

Someone commented something on a question I had about what people would prefer to see, full or half siblings

And anyway, the way they worded it was like really weird like 'Well I assume he's also this so then the only way they could be viable twins of this thing would be if the dad was this guy but if not then they'd have to have the same dad' which made zero sense and when I mentioned it they came back with

"Well if he wasn't one of those two kids then he couldn't be this' Also they said 'they would not be biological twins' and its like mate, that's not how twins work. You can have two identical embryos but if they don't share a womb you're not going to consider them twins

And then because this keeps getting worse

'How would he know about this stuff and be this specific thing, you would've known this if you actually read my comment' AND "Also everything I stated is actually based upon a scientific study I have read and seen"

(That's actually verbatim from their reply and please tell me I'm not the only one who thinks stating this after saying like, nothing about the actual topic, providing any sort of context from said study, or even a link to it, and all while not actually mentioning like anything that would be from said study sounds like something a 12 year old would do to sound smart)

And then I explain to them: no you literally just said they'd be twins, but also failed to consider other possible parentage. And also said hey: Have these explanations about how he could know these things like his sister being one and his people knowing that certain things are real and practice magic on a regular basis and also they're still mortal people AND IT KEEPS GETTING BETTER

Claims two characters are twins that are literally born several years apart (probably not their intention, but you know what I'm allowed to nitpick because of this next bit)

"I see your point but I am also going off of facts and what has been confirmed in story what your saying has no actual evidence provided from the book" (another actual quote)

So... I was told this on my own fic

My own fic where I once did 8 hours of research for a chapter and another 6 for another and have hundreds of messages with friends discussing points in it

Also I would like to point out, their entire argument was based on an assumption: Aka they assumed the one characters canon mother was made into the other characters mother when in reality it's the other way around, which had also been stated by me in response to other questions on the fic and was implied to be the case based on the differences in the character's speaking habits and alterred physical traits (why would she suddenly have those with the same mom?)

I probably would've just deleted this entire thing after typing it, but my absolute favorite part is

"I was just giving my opinion and answering what the Author asked. I'm a English and mythology major as well as a writer and like to help out other writers"

Remember what I asked? I asked what people would like to see better, not...whatever would've given me that answer. Also, I'm an English major and I low-key feel kinda insulted

Like dude, if I tried to make an argument with whatever you just threw at me, I'd fail. This is like-- Idk, this is like reading the things they carried and not noticing how super weird the left knee fetish guy was (our classes affectionate name for him) or reading the crucible and missing the subtext when John's wife has to remind him that adultery is a sin

I don't know how much clearer I can make it that someone has a different parentage than in canon by giving them different trait--

Actually I'm pretty sure if I wrote a fic and gave Izuku black eyes and a love for little juice pouches pretty much everyone would say 'he's aizawa's kid' I mean, everyone took one look at a certain purple insomniac and decided 'secret adopted child'

Uh, anyway, my point was, Wattpad: the reading site where no one not even 'english' majors (and I'm actually putting that like that because i have doubt.) have reading comprehension.

Which is a bit odd for a reading site

#they didn't even realize i was the author smh #long post #i have a long response typed up #and yes im posting it #because I am petty #also they said 'stop getting worked up' and im like first off i wasnt #second now your getting me replying to your half baked argument with that 'evidence' you wanted #not a prompt #like I said im a petty person #also lowkey pissed because this person is treating me like I'm an idiot #'listen these things have been confirmed' yeah and the moon has been confirmed to exist #what does that have to do with whether or not a scorpion and a snake could live together #that's pretty much the level of correlation

[vaveyard]

My friend commented "same here" (literally) under one of your videos talking about how you got published because of your connections, and she got bullied by your fans in dms. I can only imagine what happened to the other people who wrote several, longer comments disagreeing with you.

Why anytime you get criticized you make videos playing the victim? Everyone knows how you got published, you just sound butt-hurt and defensive when you make videos saying how talented and better than everyone you are.

You didn't even have to query agents thanks to your connections. Don't act like you are a poor author being bullied online 🙄 anytime you make videos about your publishing journey you say the same thing:

"someone I met through college sent my novel off to agents".

It's common knowledge.

I don't understand why you get so mad when people point out you only got published because of that.

Why the truth hurts so much?

Thousands of writers go to prestigious colleges and have talent, yet don't get published because they don't have connections like you do. Instead of acknowledging that, you spit out the same story over and over again:

"I'm talented and hard working!"... "Side note: someone I met sent my manuscript to amazing agents and I didn't even have to query. But I only got published because I'm talented and hardworking! :)"

Like... no? Most people are talented and hardworking. You can't really believe that's what separates you from them? What separates you from them is that you had connections and they don't.

Several people got involved in discussions under your videos because you can't be an adult and handle facts, you need a public call out and for your fans to defend you smh

Be an adult and realize that with a fanbase comes responsibility.

You can't just do whatever and play the victim and point the finger. Especially when MINORS are involved and the people bullying her and you are all adults that should know better.

You write books for teenagers but don't give a damn about them, all that matters is playing the victim I guess 🙄

My heart goes out to the poor people in your life who have to deal with your entitlement and self absorption. How long before your partner runs for the hills? You probably won't even care 🙄 all that matter are money and attention, right? You might even squeeze a book out of that.

"I got published because I'm talented and hardworking! :) not because my manuscript was sent to the best people in the business who could sell even 💩 and I didn't even have to query! :)" maybe if you repeat that enough it'll come true? Who knows...

Ah, you’re back!

I think it’s more useful to people looking for information to lay out facts. I would hate to let someone believe colleges hand out publishing deals. It’s not helpful to aspiring writers, so I like to give more info when I can to the people who want it.

As I’ve said before, the three things I think authors share are luck, talent, and hard work.

You’ve made it clear over your many dms across platforms that your mind is made up, your opinion is set. Believe whatever you like. But your intention is not to correct me, it is to harm me, in whatever small way you think you can. Again, I hope you are able to heal whatever pain you carry and can address whatever drives you into my inbox with such anger.

#ask

[papirouge]

bruh at this point finding a decent Christian blog has become such a tricky dodge game where I'm trying to avoid blogs owned by

idolaters (celebrating pagan holidays (Christmas, Halloween, or celebrating Saints or demons.. basically Catholics)

"Christian witches" (which is an oxymoron)

crazy American (political) Evangelists worshipping guns & capitalism and calling out any dissenting opinions as "liberal/leftist propaganda" and acting like Communism was an actual relevant threat for the world like we were still in the 40s...smh Claim being prolife but somehow feel entitled to end someone's life with their guns. They claim God is their Lord but pull out their random MANMADE amendements (and not... the Bible which actually states that God only has the (moral) authority of ending anyone's life) to defend their entitlement to do as such. Prolife blogs for the most part adhere to this mentality. Yes, hypocrisy is their second name.

tradfemmes with a superiority complex for other women because they're so much feminine and 'well behaved' then those 'hysterical pagan women/feminists' ya know?

straight outta lalaland Christians who only post blanket statement/Bible verses about how much God loves us without providing "meat" (=deeper insight on the gospel & prophetic warnings). Like, knowing that God loves us is good, but if you're willingly putting aside sanctification & constant obedience to God's commandements all your evangelization is moot as some point (John 15:10). You can't be Saved if you don't repent. I mean, yall cute and all but there's nothing truly spiritually uplifiting in being reminded that God loves us everyday... That's actually not what the Bible is (all) about - it's not about being pampered in some thinly veiled spiritual narcissism but rather about acknowledging Grace, repenting, and dedicating our life remaining obedient to God and seeking after Jesus guidance.

kids acting like Christianity is a fandom like any other. They think being Christian is totally compatible with watching wordly shows displaying (biblically) abomination such as magic/witchcraft but will act triggered at anything sexual... Their selective outrage is insane. Most of them will pull out their 'Christian identity' alongside any random anime serie. You know they'll have bios like that:

Christian gurus who got Saved a few months ago & not even finished reading their Bible and yet have the entitlement to make 'christian advice' blogs where they'll either spit fallacies or showcase a blatant ignorance of the Word (don't @ me, some of them came at me once for saying that sinning against the Holy Spirit was an unforgivable sin (Matthew 12:31) and acting like I was lying because they were soooo shook that NO, God does NOT forgive ALL sins. At this point I realized they didn't properly reas their Bible for acting so offended by this Bible 101 basic statement, which is utterly concerning for ppl who feel entitled to give Christian advice on their platform..).

...if you don't fall in any of these categories PLEASE hit me up cause I'm really eager for (legit) Christian content on my feed!!✝️🙋🏾

#the Christian community on Tumblr dot com is a disappointment #Christian

[scientistowengottlieb-newtkelly]

10 Year Picrew

tagged by @cheesedemarco so i might as well do this hjskgjksjfjgk thanks bro 💕

2010

~2nd grade, 7-8 yrs old

- loved or thought they loved the color pink Wholeheartedly

- cats made Everything better, thought they might be part cat and loved to imagine that they were because they grew up around cats

- i legit don't know how no one thought "hm, something is Off with this one" but no one picked up on them being Different other than the kids smh so i got picked on a bit

- sisters kept asking if they were gay because they had a fixation on katy perry's "i kissed a girl". did not quite know what being gay was.

- put into a gifted program, got confused, never showed up to classes unless the teacher showed up to get them but thinking back was probably supposed to just leave

- like 2 close friends and that was It

- emotionally invested in binging animal planet docuseries'

- wants to be a vet when they grow up

- lots of really Weird ideas that thinking back on now just resulted in spending time alone and thinking or playing alone

- attention seeker :))) didn't receive any :)))))))

- "why are boys and girls treated so differently, i don't understand?? what makes me a girl??"

- polo.... ticks???

- first time cutting their hair "short" (bob cut, just above the shoulders, Loved It and then Hated It, wanted the mako mori haircut despite mako not existing yet)

- first signs of anxiety showed up around this time

2015 (pt. 1)

6th-7th grade, 12-13 yrs old

- sad emo bitch, honestly

- melodramatic as fuck, i would not be friends with them now if i knew them

- attention seeking at its worst

- anxiety at its worst

- lots of pushing people away and isolating from friends in fear of making things worse for them having to see me emotionally compromised in any way

- lots of having to talk people down because they managed to make friends with probably over half of the school's Depressed Children population and had even more online

- first boyfriend, didn't turn out hjskgjskg peer pressured into a few firsts actually

- loved loved loved black veil brides and h*talia/anime in general, do not come for me and do not ask for details, i will deny ever existing during this time period

- first discovers the lgbtq community

- first makes an instagram account

- first discovers what fandom and fanfics are

- first writes fanfics like a fucking madman, literally could pull three short fics out of their ass every day, edited and everything, but never posted them out of fear of rejection and criticism

- really REALLY wants to be an author but doesn't have any kind of faith in themself or their ability

- makes friends who like their writing and latches onto them for the next Ever (still friends with them now 🥰)

- couldn't manage their obsessions with fiction and it negatively affected their life in a few ways

- first girlfriend, still miss her as a friend, but didn't turn out because they still had a lot of Emotions they didn't know how to process

- joins kik and makes a lifelong friend and qpp :))

- finally let themself say fuck. come on bb u can do it just not in front of ur parents ok?

- "i HATE politics that shit is SO ANNOYING and i will NEVER be political ùmú rawr xd >:((((("

- maybe like two other girlfriends or so, was Really Just Going Thru It, Wanted To Find Themself (and also didn't know how to say no to people in fear of disappointment)

- noticable difficulty keeping track in school compared to before

- miles mckenna

- "wait, you can trans your gender?"

2015 (pt. 2)

7th grade, 13 yrs old

- still probably wouldn't be friends with them but better than before

- mom upon being asked to let me cut my hair in the "ellen cut": BUT YOU'LL LOOK LIKE A LESBIAN???

- my reaction, still partially in the closet: YES. AND???

- technically out as genderfluid and pan, did nothing to actually insinuate they wanted to shift what pronouns people used for them because "Oh But What A Burden That Would Be On Others :("

- happier with themselves but still Going Thru It because they didn't know how to put their feelings into words yet

- also a constantly fear of being perceived as annoying or a nuisance

- touch aversion appeared out of seemingly nowhere, got worse over the course of the next two years or so

- sleep deprivation ×1000000000

- more school difficulties,,,

2020

high school senior, nearly 18 yrs old

- successfully transed their gender... mostly. almost 2 years on t. will probably never be out as nonbinary to most family. but at least they have a mullet-in-progress

- been in therapy for somewhere over 2 years, maybe close to 3??

- somewhat learned how to say no and stand up for themself and has removed toxic people from their life successfully :))

- actually has some semblance of confidence!!! you go bitch!!! comfortable in their body after t once they realized their remaining dysphoria was almost strictly social

- emotionally good but physically and mentally running on fumes and fixations

- has come to realize that they probably have undiagnosed adhd and that their therapist needs to get bent because he keeps telling them "no" and then after they talk to him about it he goes "ok maybe..." with no real answer, thanks roger 💕

- overly friendly???? just wants to make people smile and this time knows that if they don't that it's okay because at least they got to smile about it

- fixated HEAVILY on pacific rim and iasip, and torchwood (but mostly just on charlie day and burn gorman BECAUSE of pacific rim hjskgjskjgkahgkg)

- trying to get back into writing fics so hard but things just do no be coming as easily as they once did

- "i type in all lowercase because i FUCKING HATE CAPITALISM"

- probably a maoist idk i'm still Learning new things every day

- manages to actually run a tumblr blog and make friends without having borderline panic attacks??? fun times y'all

- extremely grateful to see how far they've managed to get :)

sorry for uhhhhh putting my life's story on here LMAO anyway. i tag ummmmm anyone who sees this and wants to do it!!! here's the picrew!!! have fun!!!

#rowboat speaks #faceboat