#BUT!! if we are lucky i might finish it today or tomorrow

[kotohq]

pls do wind breaker fics pls 🙏🙏 there’s literally none out there 🥲🎀🎀.

CURRENTLY WORKING ON ONE RN BABES DONT WORRY 🤞🤞🤞

[masqueradeoftheguilty]

hoooooo doing the new remuria quest and its so gorgeous but also i need to take a break haha

[loganwritesprobably]

I Can't Do This Anymore

Inspired by some chatting about Shanks I was doing with @fanaticsnail and @maritimebird

Content/Warnings: Shanks/GN!Reader, breaking up, arguing, hurt/no comfort, Shanks is characterised as a bad guy/ kind of toxic

Four years. Four entire years of your life dedicated to Red Haired Shanks. He was globally revered and respected, considered one of the strongest of a generation, a real contender for Pirate King as an apprentice and honorary son of Gol D. Roger. He was also a scumbag. It seemed like you were the only person who knew that, though, and frankly you were ashamed it'd taken you this long.

You'd woken up today feeling stronger than you had in ages, and when you sat for breakfast alone once again, you knew it was over. You were already gone, you'd emotionally left your partnership months ago, you'd just been hanging on for the sake of nostalgia, because of the man he'd been at first, who you'd wanted him to be. Who he hadn't been in a long time. Plus, you were finally coming up on an island and the Red Force would be docking, so you'd be able to completely leave Shanks, the ship and the crew. A clean break.

He wouldn't wake up for hours, you knew that now. No matter how many times you'd told him it would be nice to spend the morning together, to be quietly present for each other when you first woke up, he never stirred til after noon. It was because of his drinking of course, and you knew that, but he wouldn't cut back on that either. Why would he do that?

You left the kitchen before Lucky had even finished preparing breakfast with just a slice of toast in hand. You didn't feel like food this morning.

You sat on the deck with Beckman while he smoked, and you explained to him what you were about to do. He accepted it, had even seen it coming, and agreed to help you leave without Shanks clinging on or lingering on the island to try to make you come back.

When Shanks finally emerged after lunch had already been served, you headed to take a shower while Yassop and Hongo helped to pack up your stuff from Shanks' room, wanting to cause as little suspicion as possible.

Freshly washed, in the perfect outfit for the occasion which made you feel confident, you returned to the deck. Shanks sat with Beck, one smoking and the other drinking, idle chatter occasionally passing between them.

"Shanks, I need to talk to you." You said, interrupting whatever they'd been speaking about. "Sorry doll, I was just chatting with Beck, can you give me ten mi-" "No. I can't. This is more important." You said, voice firm, expression stony. "Oh c'mon just a few-" "No Shanks. Not this time. We can have this conversation here and now if you really want, I don't care, but it might be better for your ego to go somewhere more private." You said, and Benn awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, clearly wishing he was anywhere but there. "Go on then, gorgeous, what's up?" He asked, taking zero regard for your serious tone or the look on your face. Of course he didn't, nothing ruffled the feathers of Red Haired Shanks.

"You are, you overgrown child," you hissed, surprised as the words came out of your mouth, you'd been intending on separating peacefully but clearly that wasn't going to be happening, "I am sick of you, and your bullshit Shanks! This? Us? It's over, I'm done. I'm getting off at the next island, and I'm not coming back." Shanks paused, looking temporarily confused, before a smile came back over his face and it made your blood boil. "Oh c'mon, is this cause I missed breakfast? You know I try, I just don't do mornings. I'll try again tomorrow." You'd never wanted to strike someone more. "I don't know why I bothered even trying to have a conversation - I can't even have a damn argument with you! I'm fucking leaving, you cannot grin and laugh your way through or away from that. I'm leaving this ship, this crew - I'm leaving you." You couldn't stop your anger from pouring out in your words, your hands slightly trembling from the rage coursing through you. "That feels like a bit of a rush decision, love, are you sure you've really thought about that?" Shanks replied, now looking concerned for you, as if you were experiencing some sort of meltdown.

"Oh- I've never been so fucking angry. Rush? I've been planning on leaving you for months! I'm so tired of the way you treat me, Shanks. You treat me like I - and frankly like nothing else - matters! You can't just laugh and shrug all your problems away, and ignore my attempts to communicate and tell you when there's a problem in our relationship. I have dedicated four years of my life to you, and most of those years were spent being delusional and convincing myself that it wasn't that bad, and I just had to remember how could things could be. But they never went back to being that good. I'm not even sure they were that good to begin with, you just charmed me with your words." It was a lot to scream at someone in public, knowing the crew had all stopped what they were doing to listen to you, to witness what would happen when you raised your voice at the Captain like that. "There's no need to yell doll, c'mon. This should be private." You couldn't believe him. A wave of unstable, humourless laughter overcame you that you couldn't help releasing, and Benn eyed you warily. "Oh you are so lucky you're stronger than me, because if I thought I had any sort of chance, I'd attack you." You told him, still laughing just a little. It was a cruel sort of power imbalance between you really. "Is that a threat?" Shanks asked, and you pinched the bridge of your nose, the humour passing and being replaced by just.. exhaustion.

"Benn, my stuff is all packed, I'm going to go sit with it until we dock and then I'm gone." You said to the first mate before turning on your heel to walk away. "Where are you going? Are you seriously just walking away from me like that?" Shanks yelled after you, standing from his chair. "Yes! That's exactly what I just told you I was doing!" You replied, but you didn't turn to look back at him, just continued on your way.

When you docked, Shanks appeared to have disappeared. You hauled your stuff from the ship, and hugged the crew goodbye. It wasn't fair that you'd lose your friends just because you'd split with Shanks, but that was just the way of things. They were his men, not yours. You sat on top of a crate, rubbing hands over your face as you shoved down the rising tide of emotion in your chest.

"Hey," Benn said, stepping up to stand beside you, "if you ever need anything.. I mean it anything, just call." He said, handing you two pieces of paper. One piece held the number for his den den, while the other was blank - his vivre card. "Thank you." You said emphatically, and then he walked away, back to the crew.

You sat there, just observing, as the crew ran to quickly board their ship with their small restock, and undocked from the port, Shanks stood on the deck observing you.

The red force sailed away, and you heaved a deep sigh of relief. You finally felt like you could breathe again.

Tags: @claryeverlarkf @uselessboots @cainnoable

[buckybuckyboo]

BUCKY GOING BACK ON ICE

Summary: Bucky doesn't trust his own mind and decides it's best he goes back on ice.

word count: 1104

"Are you sure about this?" Steve asks.

"I can't trust my own mind. So until they figure out how to get this stuff out of my head, I think going back under is the best thing" Bucky looks down to his lap "For everybody". He smiles at you. Tears in your eyes as you listen to him.

"How long do you think it will take?"

"We don't know for sure, could be days, maybe weeks". You start to cry not able to hold back the tears anymore. Walking over to Bucky and hugging him tight. You place your hands on his face looking into his beautiful eyes. "I love you. I will visit you every day"

"You don't need to do that doll, I'll be fine"

"I'm gonna visit you, There is not much you can do because you'll be frozen" you both chuckle. Leaning in and kissing him softly.

"Steve? Will you look after her for me?"

"Of course Buck"

Steve walks over to T'challa and they talk while you enjoy your moment with Bucky. You hug him tightly, tears streaming down your face.

"It's okay baby. I'll be right here"

"I know Bucky, it's just not the same but I understand why you have to"

"Thank you for understanding" He strokes your hair and kisses your forehead. T'challa and the others get everything ready for Bucky. You walk him over and watch him settle into his cryostasis chamber, kissing him one last time and stepping back beside Steve who wraps his arm around you.

"It will be okay Y/N, he will be okay"

"I know, I'm just gonna miss him".

Both of you watch as the chamber closes and in seconds he is frozen. You kiss the tip of your fingers and press them against the glass.

"Come on Y/N, let's go get a drink or something hm?" Steve smiles.

"Okay" You sniffle, never taking your eyes off Bucky till you're out of the room.

The next couple of days were tough. Not sleeping at night and just being worried. Every morning you wake up, get dressed, and ready for the day. Grabbing The Hobbit book and heading down to Bucky's chamber. Greeting everyone that was working and bringing them some coffee. Taking your seat beside him. They had given you a little speaker to attach to his chamber so that he could hear while you read to him. You weren't sure if he could hear but it didn't matter, you just wanted to be with him. Turning the speaker and mic on, you start to talk.

"Hi baby, good morning. Time for the next chapter! Yey!"

Sitting back in your chair and reading for him. When you finished the chapter, you started reading him some of the sports from the online newspaper and then any gossip you had heard around Wakanda.

"Where do polar bears keep their money? In a snowbank." He loved cheesy jokes so you looked some up on your phone.

"Why do cows wear bells? Because their horns don't work" You heard some of the people around chuckle a little.

"What did the tomato say to the other tomato during a race?"

"Ketchup"

You hear across the room.

"Hi Steve, dinner time already?"

"Yep! You ready to go?"

"Yeah one second"

Standing up, kiss the tip of your fingers and press them against the glass where his heart is.

"I love you, see you tomorrow."

Picking up your stuff and handing the speaker and mic back. When you approach Steve he takes your bag off your shoulder caring it for you and brings you to dinner.

"How many chapters did you get through today?"

"Just two. Then read him some sports stuff and told him any gossip I had"

"Gossip?"

"Not gossip just telling him what goes on around here"

"He has no idea how lucky he is" Steve smiles while taking a drink.

"I'm the lucky one, I just miss him"

"I know you do, how are you sleeping?"

"Not very well, Bucky is like my big teddy bear and it's not the same without him. But that's okay, it's just an adjustment for now"

"I'm proud of you Y/N, you're staying strong"

That makes you smile.

"Thank you, Steve, you can only cry so much" you chuckle.

"Would you like to watch a movie tonight? Might take your mind off everything for a little while"

"Sure! That would be nice. Thank you."

"You're welcome. You go sit and I'll clear the table"

You leave the table and wait for Steve to join you for the movie. Both of you having a nice night together.

"I better try get some sleep. Thanks for everything" Walking over and kissing his cheek.

"You're welcome Y/N. If you need anything just come get me okay?"

You nod your head to your room and get into bed.

The next few days played out the same, reading to Bucky and then dinner with Steve. Except one night you just couldn't relax, nothing was helping and you just needed your Bucky. Grabbing your pillow and blanket, you head out of your room and make your way to Bucky's chamber. You knew the passcode for the door and closed it behind you. Walking up to his chamber you smile "Hi baby, I'm not sleeping so well. I'm gonna stay with you tonight".

Setting your blanket and pillow down, you lay down while looking up at him. You drift off to sleep after a while. Maybe it was the best sleep you've had since he went on ice. In the morning as the workers started to come in and were shocked to see you asleep on the floor. They wait until Steve is notified and he comes to get you.

"Y/N" Gently shaking your shoulder. You slowly start waking up and see him.

"Steve?"

"Yeah doll, it's me. What are you doing sleeping here?"

"I couldn't sleep and I just needed to be with him. I'm sorry everyone. I know I shouldn't"

All the workers smile and tell you it's okay but you can't do it again.

"I told you, you can come to me if you need anything"

"You would have said no" You giggle.

"No more sneaking in okay"

"Okay Steve"

He takes you to get some breakfast and you both are joined by T'challa.

"I know I'm sorry it won't happen again I promise," You say quickly as he sits down.

"Thank you but I think it's time to take Mr. Barnes off the ice"

Almost choking on your drink "Really!?"

"Yes, I think it's time."

[hidiustd]

28.05.2024 — finals season

the day feels a little surreal (maybe because i didn't get much sleep, i need to fix my sleeping schedule, but with the end of the semester it seems just impossible), but i'm really proud of myself today!!

got a 97/100 in stp marketing and decided to try and talk to the professor to see if i could do something extra to get a 100/100. she was like ok we'll figure something out and then just texted me few minutes after that i didn't have to do anything and that she would add 3 points just for being active in class. i've never been so happy that i didn't skip a class in my life haha. she literally gifted me 3 points.

the upshot of the situation is that we really should try and speak up for ourselves if we feel like we have the resources to do so (or maybe write an email or smth). worst case scenario is they say no, and best case scenario well.... we might get a nice surprise.

got a 97/100 in design and graphics and i'm just ecstatic. i thought it would be a c. not a big deal because it doesn't affect anything, but i'm just glad it turned out better than i expected. i didn't go to a negotiation because i don't have the energy for extra assignments in that subject (wanna say i hope to never repeat it again in my life but never say never)

participated in an event about leadership and as i understand i won some small prize for actively participating in the discussion (just so you know, i never win anything and it was as unexpected and weird as possible).

handed in the last practical assignment on marketing services, so only the final exam is left, the same story with business planning.

tomorrow i have to start and finish my term project on business planning and i think i'll be doing it all night (hopefully i won't go crazy cuz i had like 3 months???? for it and still doing it the day before the deadline lol). the good thing is that i don't have to do all the work by myself and my two uni besties are in a team with me and we'll do everything together (and we'll rant about it together as well). i really like teamwork, guess i'm just very lucky with my classmates, they're amazing <3

🎵: run like a river — jamica (and yep i can't draw but i love it and i tried to draw my new plants but failed miserably)

[jujumin-translates]

[A3!] Tsuzuru Minagi | [SR] Premonition of Budding | Please Ticket: From Tsuzuru

*Knock on door*

Tsuzuru: Director, can I come in?

Izumi: Sure, what’s up?

*Door opens*

Tsuzuru: I came to give this to you.

Please write whatever you want here. I’m happy to help you with anything I can, Director.

Izumi: Ah, your “Please Ticket”! Thanks, I appreciate it.

Tsuzuru: Knowing you, I’m sure you’ll take care of a lot of things yourself and then just write something simple down, but…

Tsuzuru: Please don’t hesitate to write down what you really wanna ask for with this.

Izumi: Ahaha, if you’re going out of your way to say that, you must really not want me to hold back, huh?

Tsuzuru: Exactly. I mean, you do tend to do that, so.

Tsuzuru: Anyway, I’ll be waiting.

Izumi: Got it. Well, in the meantime, I’ll try and come up with something to write.

Tsuzuru: I look forward to seeing what you come up with.

Izumi: Ah. That reminds me, this is unrelated, but I wanted to see you about something else, Tsuzuru-kun.

Tsuzuru: What’s up?

Izumi: Sorry that this is so short notice, but are you free tomorrow morning? There’s something you, Sakyo-san, and I need to have a meeting about.

Tsuzuru: Sure thing, that won’t be a problem for me.

Izumi: Thanks. Alright, be ready around 10:00 a.m., okay?

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Tsuzuru: (Tomorrow morning, huh… I wonder what the meeting will be about.)

Tsuzuru: (Depending on what it’s about, I might end up being busy doing more important things. If that’s the case, then…)

Tsuzuru: I should finish my college paper that’s due at the end of the week tonight.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Masumi: …What are you doing?

Tsuzuru: College paper.

Masumi: This late at night?

Tsuzuru: I’ve got a meeting with the Director and Furuichi-san tomorrow at 10:00 a.m., so I wanted to get it done before then.

Tsuzuru: I’m almost done with it, so I don’t think it’ll take me that much longer.

Masumi: Hmm…

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Masumi: Hey, Tsuzuru, get up.

Tsuzuru: Mnh… Ah, Masumi…

Masumi: You overslept. Director’s already waiting for you.

Tsuzuru: Huh… Director…?

Masumi: Don’t you have a meeting today?

Tsuzuru: …AH!!

Tsuzuru: What time is it!? You said the Director’s already waiting for me!?

Masumi: That’s what I said. It’s already way past 10:00.

Tsuzuru: Seriously!? Just let me get changed…!

Masumi: You’re sure getting changed fast…

Tsuzuru: Aghh… Is Furuichi-san there with the Director?

Masumi: Oh yeah, I think he was there. Didn’t you say he was gonna be there yourself yesterday?

Tsuzuru: I know what I said…! Oh, I’m screwed, I’m so, so screwed…!

Tsuzuru: Alright, bye!

*Door closes*

Masumi: …What a pain in the ass. Now that it’s quiet, I’m going back to sleep.

· ❀ —– ٠ ❀ ٠ —– ❀ ·

*Door opens*

Tsuzuru: I’m SO sorry I’m late!!

Izumi: Good morning, Tsuzuru-kun. Hehe, you sure got here in a hurry.

Sakyo: For now, why don’t you just have some of the breakfast that Fushimi made?

Tsuzuru: Huh?

Tsuzuru: (W-Why are they being so nice…? I thought for sure they’d be mad at me… So why aren’t they?)

Tsuzuru: U-Uhh…?

Sakyo: Usui talked to us. He said that you were up late working on a paper.

Izumi: You were working so hard because of today’s meeting, weren’t you?

Tsuzuru: Ah…

Sakyo: Knowing you, I’m sure you thought you’d end up busy from being asked to do something at this meeting.

Izumi: You finished up your college stuff yesterday so you could have more time for today, didn’t you?

Tsuzuru: (They both understood… I am super thankful…)

Izumi: Still, you should’ve told us if we were being too harsh on you.

Tsuzuru: Ahh, no, it’s just… I thought it’d be a quick thing, but it took longer than I expected.

Sakyo: Well, we know you were keeping us in mind. Just consider yourself lucky that it was us you were dealing with…

Sakyo: The same never would’ve happened had this been a meeting with an outside party. Okay?

Tsuzuru: O-Of course! I mean, I’ll try not to do it anymore, even within the troupe…!

Izumi: And make sure you thank Masumi-kun too.

Izumi: He went out of his way to come and tell us about what happened with you yesterday and he woke you up.

Tsuzuru: …Got it. I’ll make sure to tell him after this.

Izumi: Still, it must be pretty nice having someone to wake you up in the morning like that. It’s just me in my room, so I’m a little jealous.

Tsuzuru: Uh, I know I was the one who was late today, but…

Tsuzuru: If you ever need someone to do something like that, just let me know and I could give you a call or something.

Izumi: Huh, are you saying you’d wake me up?

Tsuzuru: Yeah. I dunno if I’d really be comfortable going to your room, but if it’s okay with you, I could call you.

Izumi: Ahaha, thanks.

Sakyo: Alright, that’s enough chit-chat, why don’t you just get to eating for now?

Tsuzuru: Yeah, I will!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Knock on door*

Izumi: Tsuzuru-kun, can I come in? I have something I want to give you.

Tsuzuru: Yeah, come in.

*Door opens*

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Izumi: I’ve decided on what to write on my Please Ticket from you, Tsuzuru-kun. Here you go.

Tsuzuru: I’ll look at it right away. Uhh…

Tsuzuru: “I want you to give me a wake-up call tomorrow morning”. Wait… Are you sure?

Izumi: Yeah, when you mentioned it earlier, I thought it sounded like a good idea.

Izumi: Not to mention, I actually have to be up early tomorrow, and I’m a little worried about whether I’ll be able to get up in time or not.

Tsuzuru: Gotcha. Just leave it to me.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Choose!

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

Option 1: I know it’s early, but is that okay?

Izumi: I know it’s pretty early, but is that okay? It’d be around 5:00 a.m., so…

Tsuzuru: 5:00… That is pretty early. Alright, I’ll need to remember to wake up and not hit snooze too, then.

Izumi: Sorry that I’m kinda waking you up early too.

Tsuzuru: It’s not a problem at all! I have to make up for oversleeping today somehow.

Tsuzuru: And I’ll make breakfast for you too, while I’m at it.

Izumi: Hehe, thanks.

Option 2: You’re a lifesaver.

Izumi: Thank goodness~. You’re such a lifesaver.

Tsuzuru: It’s nothing. I know what it’s like to be thankful to have been woken up in the morning.

Izumi: Haha, yeah.

Tsuzuru: I also thanked Masumi for waking me up, but he said he only did it because I was causing problems for you… He really never changes.

Izumi: Ahaha… That sure sounds like Masumi-kun.

Izumi: Well, sorry again, but I look forward to tomorrow.

Tsuzuru: Yeah, I’ll call you tomorrow morning.

· • —– ٠ ✤ ٠ —– • ·

*Phone rings*

Izumi: Nmh… Ah, it’s Tsuzuru-kun…

Izumi: Hello…

Tsuzuru: “Good morning, Director.”

Izumi: Tsuzuru-kun, good morning…

Tsuzuru: “Haha, you still sound sleepy.”

Izumi: Yeah…

Izumi: …But thanks. You were a huge help.

Tsuzuru: “You’re welcome. Let’s do our best today too, okay?”

[caramelstarlight]

So like this isn't specific but what about certain stoic genshin men with a reader whoa incredibly bubbly and happy all the time.

"Someone is going to die."

"Of fun!"

Yk?

sorry for not doing anything the past week and two (haha two.)

(FUTURE ME BY LIKE 2 MINS I FORGOT THE ✅/⭐️ Your prayer is accepted friendo) (other two in progresss.)

I was going to animate the “Hey Two!” Video bc I am a fan of bfdi. (Have been ever since I was little!)

But don’t worry everything will be out today and tomorrow! (Most likely.)

if you follow me on wattpad you would’ve saw the post I put 3 days ago most likely. There’s also 6 options for me to animate on there! Feel free to look at my acc and vote. (You can also vote for one by sending a message.)

Also holy so many frames 😭

I forgot Diluc existed sorry :d

cough cough Two worlds one heart next part tomorrow cough cough (aka part 4)

*cough cough ignore that it’s coming Friday bc I forgot about picture taking cough cough*

Stoic x Bubbly

(Alhaitham, Xiao, Wanderer, Cyno (in work mode) Tighnari (He’s stoic when he’s working like Cyno) I forgot Diluc existed mb.

And my limit for requests is 4 and I decided to add Tighnari bc I realized it. (No more than 4) (No part two. Sorry for those who thought Diluc would be here :d)

under cut r the stories. : D

Alhaitham

“Alhaitham” you said as he read his book forgetting about the noise canceling stuff he had. You continued to call out his name as kaveh watched. Softly laughing at you.

Alhaitham sent a glare towards kaveh and his gaze went back towards his book. “Alhaitham isn’t fun.” He pouted as you nodded. Eventually leaving his side to go outside with kaveh. Trying to bait him into becoming more fun.

“Kaveh I don’t think this will work.” “It might but prob not.” He replied as you both waited. He didn’t come out soon and you both came up with another idea. “We should make him mad about something…”

“Like Tighnari at cynos jokes?” “Exactly. I know you make him mad but maybe it should be something about knowledge?” “Wh-hey!” He bonked you on the head as you hit him lightly. “You do have a point though.” Kaveh said afterwards.

“Where would we find a dummy in all of sumeru?” You asked knowing majority of sumeru are smart fellows.

“We just need to get lucky.” “Maybe you should try make him mad again.” “Whyyy?!” “Because you make him mad numbskull!” Hitting him again lightly as he thought about it.

“I heard you two were trying to make me mad?” You both jumped slightly as both of you turned your head to see Alhaitham. Both of you becoming nervous by the second.

“I uhhmm.” You said trying to come up with an answer that wouldn’t sound stupid to him. His gaze turned to kaveh shortly after.

“Well I accept your challenge.” “Wait what?!”

“Someone is going to die.” Both of you panicked becoming more confused.

“Of fun?” You thought out loud as he nodded. Both of you partying slightly. Finally doing something other than work and reading.

Xiao (During lantern rite)

“Xiao!” You called as he appeared by your side. Sitting at a table with Zhongli and a few adepti. His eyes widened in surprise as he quickly composed himself and sat next to Zhongli.

Playing a few games to pass the time after having lunch with everyone. Xiao managed to smile and become more happier.

When it was time to play tag (yes tag.) he was not like his usual self but still tried. “Someone is going to die.” He said as a joke. Watching people be tagged from a distance. He though someone might fall and trip.

“Of fun!” You said afterwards. Tagging yaoyao as you ran away. Watching her touch xiao as she ran. He was caught off guard and teleported to someone randomly touching cloud retainer.

“Why must one be touched for a silly game?” She said as she used her beak to touch mountain shaper. He stayed silent and ran after Moon carver.

Xiao returned to yours and Zhongli s side as you started to lose the adrenaline in your heart. Drinking water as you watched them all finish.

Wanderer

(HAHHAHAHAHHAHA MY SISTER LOST HER 50/50 TO MONAAA) (I have won none of my 50/50s *crying* (I’m serious all 5 that I had I LOST, 3 to qiqi once to Mona and once to jean. Keqing was on standard)

He watched you come inside not expecting you to be crying. He rushed to your side and asked why and who (or what) caused it.

“Someone almost poisoned me…” You told him. “And do you know who? I’ll gladly make them cry louder than you and regret their life.” (Get it?????? I’m not funny :D) “what-?” “Nothing.”

“Someone is going to die today Y/N. Just tell me their name.” “Of fun right wanderer…?” It stayed silent for a few moments as you became more nervous then sad.

“Of fun right?” You asked again clasping your hands together worrying for the person who did it to you. “Let’s put it that way…” he said as he asked you. Looking for that individual after he spent some time with you.

He was always so interested in how you were always trying to see positive sides of anything. He has witnessed cruel and unjust acts and behavior.

Cyno

“Do you wanna pull a prank on them?” Someone asked gesturing to you. “Dude are you crazy?? Almost anyone and you choose them??!” They said calming down as they drank their water after the spat it out.

“What’s wrong with them?” They asked kind of nervous of them freaking out. “That’s the General Mahamatras Partner! AKA Cyno.” Cyno listened closely as he strained his ears. Behind a wall as you talked to a friend. Unknowingly cyno was going to pull a prank on them in return.

“Pssht! He’s prob on a mission it’s not like he’s hearing us right now.” “I guess you’re right but be careful.” They replied as they began to talk. Cynos prank wasn’t going to be good but it would jump them. That’s how pranks are.

They pulled the prank and scare you from behind. Telling how they got you good. Before you smirked and stocked your tongue out. Cyno was right behind them with his usual cold gaze and activated spirit. (Basically his idol animation, the one with the polearm)

“Someone will perish for their actions against Y/N.” They both froze up and turned slightly scared and worried. “Of fun!” You perked in. They both got caught off guard as cyno laughed off the joke before giving both of them a slight cut on their bodies.

“Run.” You suggested as cyno chased them away. Coming back toward you after he had his fun. “That’s fun to you? Chasing innocent beings cyno?” You asked jokingly. “Yes. Think of it as tag but it doesn’t end as quickly as tag does.”

“Fair enough.”

Tighnari

“I swear I am going insane if one more person consumes a fungi that’s poisonous or has dangerous side effects.” Tighnari stated as you tried to calm the agitated fennec down.

“Nari it will be okay. On the bright side it teaches not too and can help you improve on your methods of healing them.” You watched as his ears and tail perked up slightly motivated him. His tail wagged slowly as he stopped his rant.

“Someone will die.” He said and caught you off guard. “What-?! Of fun I hope!” You said as he nodded. “I’m going insane I need some days offff.” He told you as he buried his face into the pillow on the couch.

“Don’t worry the others can take at least 2 or 3 days off I’m sure of it!” You played with his ears as he felt calmer. “Thank you…” He got up and sat next to you. Waiting for your hand. You placed it on his head as he melted into your touch. His tail swishing ecstatically. Finally getting a well deserved break.

You scratched behind his ears as he spoke. “I really needed this.” Beginning to become sleepy due to the amount of comfort. Soon after you heard light snores.

Laughing to yourself as you got up and gave him a blanket. Going to go help the others with their tasks and to tell them what would be planned.

(I need a two plush. Omg it looks amazing. My birthday is in November tho 😭)

[imagine-a-life-like-this]

Perfect For You : Part 2 (H.JS)

Word Count : 3.2k

Warnings : swearing, food mention, drinking, strippers mention, cheating mention, arguing, relationship insecurity

A/N : I apologize again for these taking so long to come out, but I promise I will finish this series! I'm still working on it while writing my other things. I hope you enjoy this part! Don't forget your tissues.

            It’s been weeks, maybe it’s been months. She’s lost track, lost count of all the fights they’ve had that ended with him walking out and staying at the dorms. As if he still lives there, like this is just her house, not the one they share, not the one they were supposed to turn into a home.

            She knew there would be fights when they moved in together, but she didn’t think it would get this bad. She didn’t think she would start questioning their entire relationship, wondering if there was even a point to be together.

            But then he would come home with his honey I’m home smile and a bouquet of flowers, pulling her in for a kiss and apologizing with so much sincerity, it was impossible not to forgive him. The bliss would last a couple of days, a week if they were lucky, and then they were arguing again, and he was out the door.

            Chan has texted her multiple times asking if everything was okay, if they were still together. Sometimes she stares at the text, typing out different responses. No we’re not. Delete. I don’t know, ask him. Delete. Just another fight. We’ll be okay. We always will be. Send.

            She has a packed suitcase in the closet with all the essentials just in case she needs to leave. Just in case she finally has enough. But she knows she’ll never have enough. She loves Jisung far too much to ever walk away.

~

            “Fuck! I just want to come home and relax sometimes! I don’t need you up my ass the second I walk through the door.” She took a deep breath, holding in her tears. Chan warned her beforehand that Jisung didn’t have a good day today, to take it easy on him.

            “I just asked what you wanted for dinner.” She mumbled, shuffling back into the kitchen to make something for herself. Jisung sighed and rolled his eyes.

            “You always have to pick a fight about something. I’ll just go to the dorms.” He picked his bag up off the floor, getting ready to leave, when she finally snapped.

            “You’re there all the time these days, might as well just fucking move back in!” Jisung jumped at the sudden raise in her voice, and his heart broke at the thought of living without her. He didn’t want to move back into the dorms, he wanted to live with her. He wanted to spend forever by her side.

            “Maybe I will.” But he has his pride. He won’t be the first to cave, he won’t be the first to apologize.

            As soon as the door closed, she fell to the floor, holding her knees to her chest as she cried. It was hard continuing a relationship that doesn’t seem like it should continue. But she couldn’t walk away, she was in too deep, too in love with Jisung.

            So she cried, she sobbed, until she had a headache and she ran out of tears. She thought about the suitcase in the closet. Picked herself up off the floor to grab it, but as soon as she saw her clothes hung up beside his, she put it back.

            Now that she knows what it’s like to live with Jisung, she’s not sure she can live without him. She can’t live without ever hearing his voice yelling her name as he walks through the door. Can’t live without seeing her clothes next to his in the closet. Can’t live without seeing the memories of their relationship all around her. She can’t live without Jisung, so she washes up and goes to bed, hoping tomorrow would be a better day.

~

            Jisung still wasn’t home when she woke up, but she figured the boys had a busy day, so she tried not to let it bother her. Tried not to let the lack of texts send her into a spiral. She just continued her routine as she would any other day. Kept repeating to herself that no news was good news. No news meant they were still together. No news meant he still loved her.

            Breakfast, washing up, getting ready for the day. And then she sat in the living room, staring at her text conversation with Jisung, waiting, hoping, for a message to come through. But there was nothing. She didn’t want to text him and bother him if it was a busy day, so she decided to run some errands to keep her mind off everything.

~

            “I love her so much, hyung, I could see myself marrying her. But lately it feels like we argue more than talk. She picks fights over everything. Sometimes I just want to come home and watch a show without having her in my ear asking about my day, asking if I ate, asking what I want for dinner.”

            She really didn’t mean to listen in on his conversation. She was just carrying the groceries up to the house, smiling when she saw that Jisung was home, pacing outside while talking on the phone. She was happy he came home, happy that she didn’t have to come home to an empty house again.  

            But she could feel her heart breaking the closer she got, Jisung still not noticing her. “Sometimes I feel like she doesn’t even know how to do anything herself. She’s always asking for help.” She took a deep breath, pretending like she didn’t hear anything he said as he turned around, finally seeing her. “Hi baby, you’re back?” He said his goodbyes to whoever he was talking to, quickly holding his hands out to grab the bags from her.

            “I got it babe. You just rest, okay?” She walked passed him, placing the bags on the island before walking back to her car and grabbing the rest of the bags. Jisung made his way to the kitchen to help put things away, but Y/n was persistent that he rest. “You must have had a hard day. I can put the groceries away.”

            “Okay. Let me know if you need me for anything though. I’m going to have a quick shower and maybe a nap.” He gave her a quick kiss before heading upstairs to do as he said. As soon as she heard the water turn on, she let the tears fall.

            He was pretending like nothing happened the day before, like they didn’t argue, and she’s okay with that. She’s okay with pretending it didn’t happen, okay with continuing on like everything is okay. But her heart was still breaking knowing how he truly feels. She always thought that the reason he hadn’t proposed yet was because of his schedule, but now she knows it’s because of her.

            But he still loves her. She repeats that in her mind. He still loves her. There’s no need to grab the packed suitcase and run away. No need to leave. He still loves her, but there’s some parts of her he doesn’t love. And now that she knows what they are, she can change for him. She can be perfect for him.

~

            “Did you cook?” Jisung asked as he shuffled into the kitchen after his nap. Y/n looked at him from her spot on the couch, pausing her show.

            “Yeah. It’s in the fridge if you want it.” Jisung paused for a second, looking at his girlfriend smiling at him before returning to her show. Why didn’t she wake him up when she was cooking like she usually does? He already thought it was weird that she didn’t want help with groceries, and when he woke up hours passed the time he expected, he wondered if she was waiting for him so they could eat.

            “Oh. I’m not feeling that. I think I might order in.” He spoke, mostly to himself, yet she hummed in response, paying more attention to her show than anything. He was waiting for her to complain about cooking so much food for it to go to waste because he wants to order in, but nothing. She just watched her show.

            Did the fight yesterday cause more damage than he thought? He had hoped after they both calmed down, he could come back home like nothing happened. He was tired of all the fighting, he just wanted his girlfriend back. The girlfriend that would mirror all his affection, tell him she loved him at random times, the way he did with her. He wanted the girlfriend she was before they moved in together. Maybe Chan was wrong. Maybe they weren’t ready.

            “Baby.” He whined, sitting beside her on the couch, resting his chin on her shoulder and staring at her face. She smiled as she turned her head slightly, just enough for him to kiss her lips quickly, causing a pink blush to dust her cheeks. “I love you.”

            “I love you too, Sungie.” He smiled at her words, knowing that they could get through everything if they still loved each other. “What were you going to order?”

            “Why? You hungry?” He chuckled, moving so he could tuck her under his arm, pulling out his phone for both of them to look through the options. “What are you feeling, my love?”

            “You decide. I already ate so I’ll just get something small from wherever you order from.” He stared at her, wondering if the girl in his arms really was his girlfriend. She hated letting him choose the place to eat, saying he always chose the weirdest places, but he didn’t want to argue, so he chose his favourite.

~

            “I’m telling you something happened. But I’m not complaining. At first I wanted my girlfriend back, but it’s like I’m falling in love all over again!” Jisung explained to Chan and Changbin.

            “Oh please. She could get a haircut and you’d say it’s like falling in love all over again. You’re whipped for the girl.” Changbin scoffed, leaning back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.

            “What’s she doing that makes you think things are better? Because last time we talked you were thinking of moving back to the dorms.” Changbin’s eyes widened at that information.

            “Shit was that bad?” Jisung nodded, thinking back to the daily fights over nothing. All the nights he spent in the dorms, alone in his old bed, instead of beside her, holding her, whispering little nothings in her ear. But then he smiled thinking of the passed couple weeks.

            “She basically lets me do anything I want!” He exclaimed. “No longer pesters me about my day. Doesn’t get mad when I want to order in instead of eating whatever she cooked. She even does the groceries by herself now. There’s been absolutely zero fights in the last couple weeks.”

            “Should we put that to the test then?” Changbin smirked. He looked over to Chan for his approval. Chan just shrugged, not really caring about what Changbin had to say, about what he wanted to test Y/n on.

            “What kind of test?” Jisung asked.

            “Guys night. Let’s go to a strip club, get you a lap dance, maybe some fun for the night. See if she’d let you.” Jisung looked between Chan and Changbin, begging and pleading for Chan to disagree with Changbin, but Chan just shrugged.

            “Could be fun.” Chan said. “Been a long time since we’ve had a proper guys night. We could invite the others as well.” Jisung looked between the two of them, wondering if this was a joke they were playing, wondering if the real person being tested was him. He didn’t want to agree. He didn’t want to cheat on his girlfriend. Things were bad but not once did he ever think of being without her or leaving her in anyway.

            “Yeah.” Jisung replied. “Been a real long time.” He fiddled with his phone in his hands, opening her contact and then exiting out just to open it again. Over and over. What is he supposed to do?

            “Call her. If she’s been so understanding lately and allowing you to do whatever, she’d let you do this.” Changbin pushed some more, wondering if Jisung would actually do it. Everyone knows how whipped Jisung is for Y/n. Ever since they started dating, Jisung hasn’t even looked at another girl.

            “Right.” Jisung pulled up her contact one last time, calling her this time. Changbin chuckled to himself, shaking his head as he watched Jisung call Y/n.

            What no one knew was that she was stood on the other side of the door, food in hand for the three hard working boys. Praying her phone wouldn’t ring with his ringtone. Hoping that she heard wrong. Her Jisung wouldn’t actually ask to cheat on her, would he? But when her phone started ringing, she set the food down and walked away.

            She took a deep breath before answering the phone. “Hey my love! I just dropped some food off for you and the boys.” She tried her best not to sound upset. Tried to pretend like she didn’t know why he was calling.

            “You did?” Jisung asked and she heard rustling on the other side of the line. “Why didn’t you knock? I would have loved to have you visit.” Tears welled up in her eyes when he said that. He was really going to pretend like he wasn’t thinking of cheating.

            “Didn’t want to bother you. Besides I have so much to do today. Work hard, okay?” She hoped he wouldn’t see through her lie. That he wouldn’t know she scheduled her day around this. Planning on staying for a while, but it was obvious she wasn’t wanted there.

            “You’re never a bother baby. But thank you so much for the food. I love you.” Tears started falling. How dare he tell her that he loves her.

            “I love you too. Was there a reason you called?” Another deep breath, hoping he didn’t hear how shaking her breathing is. But he did. Jisung stood from his chair again, walking out of the room to check on her privately. Changbin and Chan both watched him in confusion, exchanging looks, and just shrugging it off.

            “Baby are you crying?” He asked when he was alone. Pacing in the hallway outside the studio, running his fingers through his hair, worried that something happened to his girlfriend while he’s been working. “Talk to me baby, please.”

            “I’m okay Sungie, promise.”

            “You’d tell me if you weren’t?” He breathed a sigh of relief when she promised she would tell him if something was wrong. Then he looked towards the studio door and remembered why he had called in the first place. “Hey baby, you’d be okay if I went out for a guys night tonight, right?” She stopped in her tracks. “Been a while since the boys and I went out for a proper guys night.” He chuckled.

            “Of course baby. Have fun with the boys.” She said as nicely as she could, putting on a fake smile though she knew he couldn’t see that. “I got to go though. So many things to get done. I love you so much.”

            “I love you so much more, baby.” But did he?

~

            “A toast to Y/n for being the most chill girlfriend in the world and allowing Jisung join us tonight.” Changbin said, holding his drink up, everyone following suit. They were all laughing and joking around as they clinked glasses. No one noticed the way Jisung was ready to leave. Part of him wishing she would have yelled at him for even asking to go on a proper guys night. Part of him wished she would yell at him about anything. Does she even care about their relationship anymore?

            “Time to get you that lap dance, hey?” Chan teased, clapping a hand on his shoulder. Jisung looked around the table, seeing the excited faces of the others. They were all urging him to pick which girl he wanted. But he knew which girl he wanted. He knew it before he stepped through that door.

            “I gotta go home.” He stood from the table, pushing passed Chan, and rushing out the door as fast as he could. Hailing down a cab and jumping into it as if he was in a drama. Telling the driver his address and restlessly moving around in the back. Bouncing his legs, staring out the window, checking the time.

            She was going to be in bed, he knew that. She was going to be laying there all alone when he should have been next to her. How long has it been since they went to bed together? He’s always working late; she’s always going to bed alone. When was the last time he watched her do her nightly routine, thinking to himself about how much he loves her? When was the last time he woke up and held her while she cooked breakfast for them?

            He’s been so focused on the fact that he’s been getting away with things she used to get upset at him about that he didn’t realize she’s been pulling away. Wait, is she pulling away or is he pushing her away? Was he pulling away?

            The cab parked outside his house. Jisung quickly handed the driver some cash, telling him to keep the change, and jumping out, practically running up to the house. She was still going to be home right? She wouldn’t have left, would she? He wouldn’t blame her if she did. He doesn’t deserve the love she gives him with the way he’s been acting since they moved in together.

            Quietly he stepped into the house, sliding his shoes off and slipping his slippers on. All the lights were off. It was dark and quiet and Jisung didn’t like that. He quietly walked up the stairs, seeing their bedroom door still slightly ajar, something she does so Jisung could come in without waking her. She expected him to come home. And that fact alone made his heart swell with joy. It wasn’t over.

            He tiptoed into their room, seeing her peacefully asleep on the bed, holding a pillow, his pillow specifically, close to her chest. She lied, he sees that now. She wasn’t okay. She was breaking and she was doing it alone.

            Jisung got ready for bed as quietly as he could, walking to his side of the bed, cooing at how cute she looked. “Baby I’m home. Cuddle me instead.” He said softly, a smile forming on his face when she blinked up at him, her face lighting up when she realized. Jisung took the pillow from her and crawled into bed, pulling her into his arms.

            “Did you have fun?” She asked with a yawn, nuzzling her head into his chest.

            “I didn’t even stay for one drink. Wanted to be home with my baby.” He answered, running his fingers through her hair. He didn’t realize how much he missed being with her like this until this moment.

            “I love you so much Sungie.”

            “I love you so much more baby.” He does. He really does.

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[the---hermit]

Today's focus vs yesterday's. Can you tell it's fucking storming again??? We got like one day of sun and then it's back to feeling like it's November again ugh.

04|06|2024

I got an email from my history lab professor, giving me another idea for the paper, but at this point I'll see what I can do after I have read all the sources. Today I finished working on the first primary source, which seems actually really good for what I wanted to do initially, so hopefully I'll manage to do what I wanted and have a good product at the end. I have yet to email her back, but I think I'll do that tomorrow because my brain is absolutely fried right now. I then spent the rest of my day reviewing for my English lit exam, and I am very happy about the fact that I finished everything regarding Paradise Lost. I plan on working on my history lab project in the morning, and using the afternoons to review English lit, and judging by how it went today it seems like a good plan. I must admit I do terribly when I have to focus on multiple subject at the same time, but I don't have that much time so I have to find a way to make it work. Trying to divide in my head the days in two blocks could be the move. At the end of the week I'll see if it was actually the best idea. I should also start plaguing my dad by reviewing with him, but that might happen at the end of the week. I am so lucky he willingly listens to me rant about stuff, because actually talking to a person and explaining stuff, making sure I am clear enough he understand, is the most useful thing in preparation of oral exams.

Today's productivity:

started my day with an audiobook since lately my brain has been struggling with focus and reading in the morning has been more complicated

finished reading and annotating the first of my primary sources for the history paper I have to write

started reviewing outloud for my English lit exam (and finished the first review of Paradise Lost + the academic article on it I had to analize)

📖: The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien

[shan-bunbun]

Today is something new, I did a story about my OC Bonnie meets Hiro, I been thought of it before it just I didn't know how do it. It's (may) not like other oc and canon bh6 writing so just letting you know. You can read it whenever you want, enjoy!

-The first meet-

As Professor Granville finished talks about the project and telling the students to choose their partner, everyone did except two students didn't since no other students would choose them. Class have finished, a young teen boy walks toward to his professor and said

"uhh..Professor Granville, I don't have a partner to work with so is it alright if I can work alone?" "No Mr. Hamada, you're going to work with your partner."

as Professor Granville packing her stuffs, Hiro little surprised knowing who it going to be so he ask

"Wait, I have a partner? Who is it?" Professor Granville tells him "Ms. Rivera." Hiro is confused and doesn't know who's Rivera "Ahh..um, who exactly?" Professor Granville chuckles gently "I'm surprised you don't know this student, she's started SFIT few weeks ago. Her name is Bonnie Rivera, that is your new partner."

she looks up at Bonnie, Hiro turns around to see what she looks like. As he did, he looks at her appearance thinking to himself 'She's looks younger, maybe around my age… I wonder she's a genius and what's her maj-' Hiro snap back to reality notice Bonnie caught him looking at her and slightly embarrassed quickly looks away while Professor Granville keeps calling to him

"Mr. Hamada are you listening?" "Ah! I-i'm sorry Professor Granville…yeah, I'm listening." "Very well then Mr. Hamada, I'm expecting you talk to her tomorrow, goodbye."

Professor Granville takes her stuffs and walk to the door. Hiro say goodbye back then sigh and grabs his backpack walks to the door then suddenly Bonnie accident hit Hiro's shoulders she immediately apologize

"Sorry!…"  walks away, Hiro scoffs "Ah…smiles and chuckles softly that's okay.."

knew that she won't hear him. Both of them go different separate ways. The next morning, it's 2nd period everyone going to their partner and Hiro goes to where Bonnie sit at and he saw her, so he sit with her and getting his stuff computer, messy notebooks, and old pencil. This very awkward for them, they don't know if they should say something. Hiro goes first and he said

"Um, hey… do you have a esear I can borrow?" He thought to himself 'really? Is that what you have to say, you could've say someting else! I didn't write anything and I ask her to borrow a esear, great just great…' lucky Bonnie didn't see his writing and give him a esear "Here, I know it's pretty small but that's what I have, sorry." "Oh, no worries."

Hiro slightly smiles and pretend to esear a empty writing then he stops and took a breath to relax and stay calm

"H-hi, I'm Hiro..Hiro Hamada nice to meet you." Rise his hand and light wave, Bonnie turns her head a little "Uhh, hello I'm Bonnie Rivera nice meet you too…" smiles little as she getting her notebook from her backpack "so yesterday that Professor Granville tells about the project, you remember that right? Of course you do that's was a dumb to ask, heh.." chuckles softly and felt a bit embarrassed "It is kinda a dumb you ask, but.. you were just wanna know if I know about the project." "Yeah..that's what I meant and uhh, I'm guessing that you don't have a partner." as he scratching his messy hair "Aha no I don't, I'm guessing same thing with you hm?" Bonnie laugh softly "Well then, do you want to be my partner?" "Sure why not" "Wait really?! I mean.. clear the throat cool"

Bonnie smiles and giggles. Few minutes later class finished, everyone getting ready to leave, now back to Hiro and Bonnie

"Great! I'm glad we both agreed what project we should do. I might say you're pretty smart, curious what major are you in?" "Uhh.. thank you, you were also pretty smart too. Me? It's mathematics." "Mathematics huh, that's cool. So the hardest math major, you must be a genius." Bonnie pause for a second "Huh?!…I-I wouldn't say myself a genius but thank you... I heard that you're the young genius in the SFIT but I never thought I'll meet you." Hiro flustered a bit "Ah, really?.. heh, now you have." "Hehe yeah, it is pretty cool that you're in robotics." "Oh yeah, it is pretty cool." Bonnie hesitate for a second "Um, I was wondering maybe you can show me your work… but that's up to you." Bonnie move her right leg back n forth "Sure I'd like to show my work, how about after our presentation?" Bonnie gasp softly "No way, that'll be great."

They both smiles then it's quite "…" "…" still quite. Awkward. "It's was nice chatting with you but I should be going, see you next week." Bonnie said breaking the awkward slient "R-right, it's was nice chatting with you too, bye."

Hiro see Bonnie about to leave the classroom then Hiro ask her something and walks toward her"Bonnie wait!" She turns around "Hm, What's wrong?" "We should uhh..exchanges our phone numbers so we can do on Saturday if you're not busy." He said while getting his phone. "Oh yeah, we can do that. I don't believe I'm going to be busy on Saturday so I should be good."

Bonnie grabs her phone and switch with Hiro's phone, they put their phone numbers and switch it back

"Thanks, you can meet me up at Lucky Cat Cafe at 8 AM, I can send you the location and the time just in case if you forget about it." Bonnie thought to her mind 'Wow, I never meet someone around my age who's is nice to me, is he usually always nice?…not just that, Lucky Cat Cafe does sound flimiar..hmm' "You're welcome. Thank you, that's sounds good to me a great cafe should be good." "Great, bring anything you think it's important, well that's all you should be going now." "Oh right, um, bye.." Bonnie turns around and hits her forehead at the wrong door "Ahh, ow!" Rubs her forehead and then hiss "Bonnie are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Hiro surprised didn't know Bonnie will get hurt herself, he check on her just in case there is a anything scratches on her forehead he lift her messy bangs then sigh relief

"You're okay, good thing you're not hurt that bad just only ltitle bruise. Oh, I have a robot friend who can…" Bonnie takes Hiro's hand of her forehead gentle "help you…" "I'm okay, really. Don't worry about me there's no need to take me to your friend. Thank you." "Hmm, okay then. Next time watch where you going." Hiro cross his arms "Huh?! Of course I was, I thought the door was opened." Looks away and twisting her hair "Yeah right..." "I'm not lying but for reals I really need to go" Slightly smiles and wave goodbye then left, Hiro shake his head and left too.

[solradguy]

Got my other library card renewed today and checked out Don't Fear The Reaper by Stephen Graham Jones. Ate a really good cranberry and orange scone from a local cafe. Almost done reading The Last Wish by Andrzej Sapkowski; it really picks up after about the mid-way point. The library closest to me has the other books, so I think I might check one out after I finish DFTR. I've heard that the earlier English translations are among one of the worst localizations of the Witcher books, which is a shame, but I don't think it's so bad that it's ruining it, it just feels a little stiff sometimes. Makes me frustrated that my grandma never taught any of us any sort of functional Polish though lol

Also got Sevagoth prime building. We had some lucky drops, even if the chassis took a while.

I started translating Potemkin's section of the Chara Design mag on Friday, but this weekend ended up being weird and I didn't get any time to finish it like I wanted to. I'm also behind on messages all over the place more than I usually am, so sorry if I said I was going to reply "tomorrow" and now it's "the day after 'tomorrow'" and the received messages field is still vacant.

[m0r1bund]

I want to step aside and say I'm grateful for everyone who has shared my adoptables, bought 'em, enjoyed them with your eyeballs, or just hung around in general. I don't like to mix money with art, but these past two months I've been in a tight position where I needed to to make ends meet. I didn't want to lead with this because we're all broke motherfuckers out here, and you know how it is. being poor can be the most shameful and humiliating thing in the world, even when you know in your forebrain that it's not something you can necessarily control.

Thankfully, this is a transition period. I'm lucky to have the support of really cool people who have made it possible for me to secure some work doing what I love. 🤞 with any luck, we will be out of the woods soon.

As much as I hem and haw about making money off of my art, this has been an encouraging experience. I've enjoyed being able to act on design ideas that wouldn't fit into my own stories, but are really fun in someone else's hands. I also learned a lot during this brief return to the adoptable market, which I will share below, in hopes that maybe it can help others who find themselves in the same position.

I've been strict with pricing my work hourly, rather than just slapping on a price that "feels right" for the perceived complexity/finish/originality of the design. It's like pulling teeth, because I'm always slower than I think I am. I try to hold onto a piece of advice that I heard somewhere, which I will paraphrase poorly. Basically, even though your instinct might be to make a lot of small, affordable things, so you're not putting all your eggs in one basket or setting yourself up for disappointment if there's no bites, it's sometimes more "efficient" to do expensive jobs that are few and far in-between. there is... obvious... tension between this and my feelings about accessibility. one thing wins over the other when you're in survival mode, for better or worse. but i feel fortunate to be able to eat today so that i can pay it forward tomorrow.

i've tried to be conscientious of overhead, platform fees, and invisible labor. I probably would have made more money if I had conducted sales as auctions and exchanged money through direct invoices, but I chose to use ko-fi and fixed prices because that meant there was less friction between sharing my work, conducting a sale, exchanging money, and distributing the files. This might seem like a deranged tradeoff (surely it would be more worthwhile to just exchange a few emails) but it reflects the state of mind I was in before I received the news about my new job. If I wanted to keep doing this for what seemed like an indefinite amount of time, I needed to make it as simple as possible.

in line with the above, I chose to make adoptables rather than open commissions because the risk of losing time without any financial return was acceptable to me. time and technical effort was not my limiting resource, haha... I really respect commission work, but it's challenging for me to do. maybe you can guess from my desire to use ko-fi that it takes more effort for me to translate a client's vision into visual art than it takes for me to spitball an idea and hope someone will like it enough to take it home. I already prioritize this more "intensive" work as part of my (current) dayjob, so it's better for me to pick the path of least resistance in this case.

all of this rides on having a following. honestly, i wasn't sure things would work out here on tumblr. i have traditionally sold adoptables over on deviantart, where I have a larger following. dA recently enshittified (again) so this blog became an impromptu experiment in critter sales. I'm happy that I haven't had to touch dA, in the end, and I really owe that to you guys. thank you! (again!!)

[whimsjellic]

Hi all! Hope you've had an awesome day.

Just wanted to double check, but did you finish reading my fanfic? I was curious to know what you think of it (I've been considering writing a sequel for a while XD).

(In case you're confused, only the first two of nine chapters are currently up on my Tumblr. They both link to the rest of it on AO3.)

HI HII!! We were actually just about to head to bed when we got this :O we had a lovely day today, thank you!!

And we haven't just yet! It's on our todo list and we are in a fic reading mood so we'll probably zoom through it tomorrow if we're lucky! We're enjoying it a lot so far though, got to the third chapter >:3 we even mentioned a bit ago wanting to draw something for it... might pick a scene or two to draw out while reading :O not only would it just be fun, but also a lil thank you for being so supportive :} YOU ABSOLUTELY SHOULD WRITE A SEQUEL TOO !! we're not even done yet but i know I'll kill for more

[anikasheep]

Comfort

Solomon/ AFAB mc

Use mc as your name, no beta but try to gain some peace to face my school works👀👀

Warnings: spoilers, nightbringer setting, not sure if there'd have smut so 18+ for sure, fluff

DON'T LIKE DON'T READ

Solomon🌟

After the chaos about Asmo's out of control, you noticed that you're playing out of the balance between the 7 brothers and others, especially Solomon.

He travel time to protect you and yet you just put the most of your time with the demon brothers.

Though it's not just because you are the devilsitter, they're your family after all.

However, you felt sorry and guilt when you hang over the night in House of Lamentation 5th in this week.

Solomon protect you from Lucifer and Asmo, he showed up when you need him the most. He always a good listener and reliable.

You want to further your relationship with Solomon more.

So you had a plan.

It's the day when Asmo has the dinner duty.

You gathered your bag and ready to find your master.

"Hey mc! Would you want to come to the House of Lamentation tonight? It's my day to do the dinner duty. And we could try the new nail polishes I've just bought!!"

Asmo waved to you.

"Sorry, Asmo, today is for Solomon. I have to go, see ya tomorrow!!"

You ran out of the classroom. Solomon told you that you'd met in the special lab where Diavolo prepared for Solomon.

When you stopped in front of the lab doors, you took a deeeeep breath...then you knocked three times.

"Solomon it's me, can I come in?"

"Of course, mc." Solomon opened the door and step aside to make room for you to step in.

"I am glad you're here so early... and surprised that those brothers would let you come here so early."

"Oh! I told them that it's your day and I have to go..." You hold your bag tighter which on your shoulder.

Solomon seemed like a bit of shocked.

"That's... impressive, my day you said?"

You nod in silence and Solomon smirked.

" I must say I'm not expected this at all, mc. But still...I can't deny the joy feeling blossom in my heart and theough by body..."

He pressed his left hand against his heart and smile while blushing.

" So...what do you want to do right now?"

You shook your head.

"It's my question to you, Solomon. What do you want to do right now?"

You looked around the surrounding, some scroll looked rare are opened on the table, and some essentials of mechanics on another one.

Maybe it's the wrong time ?

"If I disrupted your researching or something important, we could do another day."

You quickly add, and felt bad for interrupting his plan, you're just ask him where he'd be when the class over yesterday night, it's might happen and reasonable if Solomon want to finish his own things first after all.

"Um? It's not really that in hurry, besides, the chance to be with you is rarer than finishing my new toy. I suppose it's my loss if I don't cherish this special lucky day."

He took your hand and push the door opened.

"Come on, let's go back to the Cocytus Hall. I've had some plans for the rest of the night."

You two prepared the dinner tonight, though Solomon wants to try some new ingredients for his recipe, you defended your meal successfully.

Later, when he takes some books and sits on the love-seat sofa, you sit on the soft rug rather than next to him.

"Uhm? mc, what are you d..." You lay your head on his thighs.

"You know, I've kind of wanted to do this for a while. But I bearly have the time."

He chuckles when he hears you, his long hands ruffle your hair tendency. You close your eyes and sigh at the amazing feeling of his warm touching.

The peace dances around you two, the cracking of the woods in the wall fire luring you into the safe darkness...

Solomon bent and kissed the top of your hair.

"You know when you did these, it's harder for me to let you go... but I assumed that you don't want me to, do you?"

He whispered to himself and grinned.

"And I wish that you'd only do this for me. I knew you seldom do this to the other ones. And I'm glad that you chose me. I think I'm the first one, right mc?"

He covered a soft blanket on your shoulders, used his magic to lift his legs higher, and lay on a sofa stool.

His left hand brushed your hair last time.

"Good night, my favorite apprentice."

[dawnfelagund]

I normally actively avoid posting about anything where money is attached. I'm making an exception here for a project that addresses what I see as a significant (and growing) need in the fandom.

I (along with a team of incredible comods) run an independent archive, the Silmarillion Writers' Guild. We are one of the only independent archives left, at least in the Tolkien fandom.

We wage a lot of uphill battles to keep our archive open and active, but one of the biggest is the tech side. I'm not an IT pro; I'm a middle-school humanities teacher. I began learning the tech skills to run an archive in 2006 and have been learning ever since. By now, I've devoted hundreds if not thousands of hours to learning how to build and run websites. And it's hard, mostly because it is hard to find information that is written at a level comprehensible by an exhausted middle-school teacher who has a half-hour at the end of her day to puzzle something out. Documentation generally sucks; tutorials often seem to be written at a level just above where I am. My knowledge has a lot of holes as a result, and I sometimes have to give up on something because I can't find what I need to teach me to do it.

The Fujoshi Guide to Web Development is a Kickstarter project that aims to remedy that by producing materials aimed at teaching web development concepts specifically to a fannish audience and with the goal of supporting an independent fannish web, where fans have the know-how to build their own sites, archives, and other web projects. They are very close to their goal. I made my donation today; I'm hoping we might push them over the finish line.

Currently, fans are primarily tethered to a few large sites used for fandom purposes. Some of these are benevolent and trustworthy (AO3, for example); others are not and have taken damaging steps toward fandom over the years (not mentioning any names here ...) All of them have their limitations. The primary complaints I hear about AO3, for example, have nothing to do with AO3 doing anything wrong and everything to do with people wanting AO3 to be something other than AO3. At the same time, I get it: We are at the point where AO3 is often the only choice for many creators to archive their work and the only choice for people who want to enjoy fanworks. Those people are understandably upset when AO3 can't meet their needs because they don't see themselves as having another choice.

But it didn't used to be this way. It used to be (at least in Tolkien fandom) that if you wanted something that didn't exist, you built it yourself. This is how the SWG came to be: some of us wanted an archive just for Silmfic, there wasn't one, so we built one. We weren't alone in this, and we felt empowered because so many other fans were doing the same thing: learning together and teaching and supporting each other as we went. This was when "building a website" meant learning enough HTML and CSS to hand-markup a page or adjust an eFiction theme.

But, as time passed and the internet evolved, our enthusiastically acquired knowledge of HTML wasn't enough to keep afloat sites that were breaking at a much deeper level, and those sites began to disappear. My comods and I did endeavor to gain the knowledge to save our decaying archive and, as noted above, it was not easy, and I do not blame anyone for not doing the same. It was a part-time job for me for over a year, and I'm lucky that I was able to make room for it in my life. It's unreasonable to expect that everyone will be able to do that.

The increasing consolidation and corporatization of fandom is a problem too. We've seen time and again that for-profit companies don't have our interests in mind. All of the fannish stuff we love on Tumblr and Discord and FanFiction.net could be gone tomorrow and for no better reason than someone will make a little more profit if our embarrassing fandom garbage is not there. It's happened before, many times. Even without corporate malevolence, digital data is fragile and having everything in just one place is perilous. While I'm sure AO3, for example, is diligent in preserving our work as best as possible, data losses and breaches do happen all the time.

It used to be that Tolkien fanfic writers would archive their work in three, four, more different places. If one had a data loss, that sucked, but mostly because you lost comments, not because entire swaths of fanworks were gone forever. That level of crossposting is no longer an option.

It used to be that Tolkien fanfic writers would archive their work in three, four, more different places. If one had a data loss, that sucked, but mostly because you lost comments, not because entire swaths of fanworks were gone forever. That level of crossposting is no longer an option.

[queen-scribbles]

Waking up 12 or 15 for Brykar

12. "Come back, the bed's cold without you." & 15. "You definitely needed the sleep." How 'bout both, and happy Star Wars day 😁 ---

Briyoni could listen to Jonas breathe for hours.

Not that she usually got the chance; between the two of them he was the early riser, up with or before the sun while she preferred to sleep til nearly noon any day she wasn't on duty. But today a string of so-late-it's-morning-again nights worked things in her favor. He was still in bed, still asleep--still laying on her arm, which was starting to go numb.

Bry flexed her fingers to keep some circulation but made no effort to escape. As excuses to stay in bed went 'my husband was asleep on top of me' was a pretty good one. (She was pretty sure the reverse was among Jonas' favorites, too.) Instead she snuggled closer and enjoyed the even cadence of his breathing.

Until nature started calling, and got insistent enough she couldn't ignore it any longer. She groaned and carefully, slowly as she could, worked her arm out from under Jonas to head for the 'fresher.

She was just finishing when a discontented groan issued from the bedroom. "Bry, c'me back. 'S cold without you..."

He still sounded more than half-asleep(adorable) and she giggled as she called back, "One sec, sweetheart." She finished and rejoined him, nestling close in her same spot against his back. "Better?"

"Mmmh. ...Do I even wanna know the time?" he mumbled.

"Prob'y not," she chuckled, kissing his shoulder blade. "Mornin', sleepyhead."

Jonas hummed. "So it is still morning?"

She twisted to look at the wall chrono. "Technically."

Rather than push out of bed with grumbling about wasting half the day like she expected, he hummed again and shifted to lay on his back so he could look at her. "I feel like I should feel guilty, but-"

"Nah," Bry cut him off, resting a hand on his chest. "A solid week of no more'n an hour or two a night? You definitely needed the sleep." She grinned. "I'm honestly a little surprised you woke up at all. Figured you'd be out all the way 'round til tomorrow to catch up."

"Tempting," he said with a sleepy laugh, rubbing her arm. "But there's stuff to do--"

"Not for us there isn't," Bry interrupted again, smugly this time. "Vica said we can have a day or two off, 'cause of everything we did for this op--"

"Nice of her."

"That's my sister," she snorted. "Quintessential Jedi. An' I figured since she has a spy husband who does, y'know, that a lot more regularly than you just did, she knows what she's talking about." She poked his shoulder.

Jonas smiled, fingers lazily tracing the chevrons that trailed up her arm. "You'll just take any excuse to stay in bed, gorgeous."

"Guilty," Bry said. She bit her lip when his light touch brushed over the sensitive spot by her elbow. "But this time you get to stay with me."

"Hm, whole day bein' lazy with my wife?" His grin was made all the more roguish by the heavy stubble. "I suppose I could be persuaded..."

"Hmm." Bry waggled her brows and rolled over, supporting herself with a hand by each of his shoulders as she smiled down at him. "Is that a hint I need to break out the Nerai charm?"

"Couldn't hurt-"

This time she cut him off with a kiss, one deep enough to feel him groan as his hand slid into her hair. His shoulders came off the bed as he pressed up into it until they had to break for air. Jonas fell back against the pillow and Bry smirked.

"Made my point, handsome?" she purred.

He chuckled. "Very persuasive, gorgeous. However," he pushed himself up so they were sitting with her straddling his hips, "might need a little more convincing..."

"Hard case, huh?" She grinned and ran her fingers through his hair on the way to wrapping her arms around his neck. "You're lucky I like you so I'll put up with this-"

Jonas kissed her, and Bry laughed as she leaned in to deepen it, relishing the catch in his breathing. She'd have him spending the whole day in bed by the time she was done.

She was, as he knew full well, very persuasive.