#Afternoon Struggles

[wickedzeevyln]

Beautiful City

Beautiful city, beautiful city dressed in stone and glass,where people sleep on cardboard boxes showered with spit from a dirty look of a man in suit, Beautiful city, beautiful city dressed in stone and glass,where people line up for scraps we know as jobs and promised a morsel of bread and the rest to for taxes, Beautiful city, beautiful city dressed in stone and glass,where potholes are like…

[ssruis]

“Sekai de ichiban ohime-sama” - the skinamarink

[babsvibes]

Happy Pride! This might sound ridiculous, but Gene helped me understand genderfluidity a lot just by… being himself. Of course we love those moments where Gene expresses femininity, but it’s in these moments too where he’s celebrating being a bro with Logan. Gene is Gene no matter what gender he’s enjoying at that moment. This isn’t to say gender headcanons can’t differ from mine, I’m just grateful to Gene’s character for giving me more perspective

[hello-delicious-tea]

Where is all the Rose Daughter fanfic

The book ends and

Beauty has learned she could be at least a geenwitch; does she want to? Can she not? How does she learn?

Beast needs to learn how to not live in an enchanted palace and also is he still a sorcerer?

The family and townspeople need to get used to Beast

Does Jack Trueword cause problems?

AND THIS IS A CLASSIC MONSTERFUCKING BOOK AND Y’ALL ARE SLEEPING ON THAT

What is going on

[puppetgearing]

wanderer isn't crazy about history, but he does reminiscent about it a lot.

he's not of or in inazuma anymore but it's still a big part of who he is, a part of him that as much as he wants to let go, he can't because it's already deeply intergrated into him ever since he was born.

being back in inazuma would bring him nothing but painful memories back (really guilty as i mained him and a lot of my commissions are in inazuma) but he can't help but enjoys the beauty of the nation and the way the cherry blossom blows along with the wind.

it's not that he hates inazuma as a whole but he does have complex feelings when the topic is brought up-- its very evident even in the outfit he wears he still somewhat hold inazuma close to his heart, even if he's not physically or considered himself belongs there anymore.

"I am not there anymore, but it is still an essential part of me"

oh on a topic of this-- ever since i read about his character story where he tried to recreated the doll and is now carrying it along with him in his sleeve, i just have this very big headcanon about him being good at arts and craft-- specifically creating dolls or small little trinkets, something that he shares with ei-- caring for the smallest details, making sure all and everything is as perfect as how his mind wanted it to be.

at first i think, when he was still in the fatui, its something he refrained himself of doing-- seemingly way too troubled by his past that doing any and all things reminded him of his estranged creator would bring him immense emotional pain-- however, now that he has gotten a new life, he begins to make that talent of his in his own way-- making it his own, his own way of crafting, his own technique, his own process-- all differs from her's because he refused to abandoned something he enjoyed just because of his past...

"I do not attach myself to it, but i do find fondness in doing it"

[adrift-in-thyme]

I swear when doing these challenges there’s always at least one fic that drives me nuts no matter what I try

[queerpyracy]

no firmer reminder of being an animal than when i do some moderate physical activity and my mental health is elevated by like 1000%

[ofmdee]

absolutely had to recolor stede's outfit from yesterday 💙

[itspileofgoodthings]

idek why but this is Peak Romance(TM)

[heretherebedork]

Plz send good vibes to my classroom we will be down three people this afternoon with a full class and I will be stuck with the most useless teacher yet and two subs and somehow have to survive. Gonna be wild.

[hinamie]

bitch flower

[oleredacted]

I finally… after like 10 years… got a doctor appointment for anxiety & maybe depression……

[stellewriites]

hmmm hit a bump in dog meat,, this one section is really flat and boring and i can’t write around it

[rozeliyawashereyall]

Sigh......the struggle of having friends in different timezones......sigh

[m1d-45]

hiyaaa new anon here, i'm normally a silent reader but my brain go brrr and i need an outlet

sagau impostor au except any defining features of creator!reader's divinity are not obvious in the beginning (like bleeding red when injured).

in the face of death, they think "finally, it's all over," except the minute their heart stops, they wake up again on the same shores beneath starsnatch cliff.

using this second chance, they do their best to avoid any and all forms of civilization, yet somehow they find themselves with a sword in their face once more.

just like before, they die, only to wake up on the beach again.

and thus a horrific cycle begins. with every breath given anew, a new blade comes to snuff it.

except...with each iteration of the death loop they're stuck in, signs of their divinity slowly become more apparent.

no one notices the tints of blue that gradually begin to color the impostor's blood until they've already been killed so many dozens of times.

ohhhh this is such a good thing in sagau, i’ve only read like two fics with this but it’s such wasted potential tbh

like maybe your blood only shifts once you start to absorb elements from teyvat, only once you’re back where you’re supposed to be, surrounded by your creations. it only changes once you start to gain some of your diving energy back, which is far easier when you’re walking along forest paths with elemental beings that adore you, when an unseen weight is lifted off your shoulders, like you’re finally breathing fresh air. even the cleanest parks on earth can’t compare to this feeling of ease, of comfort, of-

of betrayal?

when you die, you don’t notice the shimmer to your blood, only focusing on finding the most secluded area of teyvat to hide in. maybe sumeru’s forests? those seem pretty dense.

you try to cut through liyue, but all you get is a spear through the throat.

your ‘deaths’ don’t really hurt physically, surprisingly (why would they? teyvat would never dream of causing you pain, and you were never meant to be harmed by your creations) but they do hurt mentally. it’s hard to live when your beloved characters want you to die, when you have to face the weapons you wished for and ascended, when the fruits of your labor are bitter and poisoned.

teyvat is panicking, it’s people going berserk at the intensifying signs of divinity, growing more and more desperate to clean the earth for their god, not knowing that every imposter killed is another wall between them and your trust.

you’ve died. you’ve died. you’ve died. ‘friends’ are a glimpse you see in a pool of your own blood before you fade, the sparkle in your veins blinding to the ones that carry your ‘corpse’ away so you can heal. bubbles of hillichurl water wash it away, leaving you undamaged and clean again, fully knowing that within a week, someone will have to do it again.

they’re getting more vigilant hunting you, you know. just hope one of them spots the gold on their blade before it meets you again.

(also. you said hi new anon but didn’t sign. would you like to-?)

[cinnamonfknbuns]

this is the current griff drawing. btw. O__o