#Chanda is so perfect for this

[wundrousarts]

What about Nevermoor characters playing Just Dance??

For me, there’s three types of Just Dance players: the person that goes hard, the person that tries their best to move around, but is still pretty reserved (either from nervousness or just plain clumsiness) and the person that just stands in place as they move their remote

Goes hard: Hawthorne, Jupiter, Thaddea, Mahir, Miss Cheery, Mildmay

Tries their best: Morrigan, Anah, Francis, Archan, Roshni

Stands in place: Jack, Cadence, Lam, Dame Chanda, Squall

I didn’t include Fen because I don’t think she’d want to join in, but let her dangle a wii remote in her mouth and somehow she’ll beat everyone

[givemogahug]

We don’t talk about Ezra (aka I watched enanto with Nevermoor brainrot)

Martha: We don't talk about Ezra , oh, no, no!

We don't talk about Ezra ... but

It was a winter day

Charlie: It was a winter day

Martha: They were they were in the plaza, and there wasn't a soul asking why 

Charlie: No one ever asked why 

Martha: the wundersmith sings and his hounds barking back 

Charlie: Wunder!

Martha: You telling this story, or am I?

Charlie: I'm sorry, little bee, go on

Martha:Ezra says, "the end is near”

(They are so dead)

In doing so, he spreads his fear

(Prepare for bloodshed)

Soon there was but graves and tears

Charlie: What a horrid story but sleep sound

Both: We don't talk about Ezra , no, no, no!

We don't talk about Ezra!

Jack: Hey! Spent my Childhood in fear of the Wundersmith returning 

I thought that hear him sort of humming, smell of burning

I associate him with the sound of baying hounds , Ooh-Awoo

Got a heavy duty with the burdens so unwieldy 

Always left the people of the free state reeling

Seeing the Wundrous gifts they couldn't understand

Do you understand?

Frank: a wicked, wretched man 

With eyes of gleaming black 

When you dew his ire there was no turning back

And now he haunts dark dreams 

And longs to hear us scream (hey!) 

We don't talk about Ezra , oh, no, no! (We don't talk about Ezra , oh, no, no!)

We don't talk about Ezra(we don't talk about Ezra !)

Chanda: he was a sweet young boy

Then- well you know (Oh, no!)

Sofia: his life was complicated but the story they show…(no, no!)

Jupiter: stay away from him he lies like wind blows (no, no! Hey!)

Chorus: if you want to live and you see him you should go! 

Mildmay: He told me that my dark fantasies were within reach if only I tried 

He told me that he loved me but I should have known, should have known, that he lied

Kedgeree: Oye, Israfel’s on his way

Mildmay: he tempted me with the power I dreamed  of if I gave him what he desired 

Jack: It's like I hear him now

Squall:Miss Crow, I want not a word out of you (I can hear him now)

Jack: I can hear him now

Mog:Um, Ezra ...

Yeah, about that, Ezra...

I really need to know about Ezra ...

Give me the truth and the whole truth, Ezra 

(Uncle Jove! your boyfriend's here)

Time for dinner!

A wicked, wretched man (it was a winter day, it was a winter day)

With eyes of gleaming black (they were in the plaza)

When you drew his ire (and there wasn’t a soul asking why)

There was no turning back (no one ever asked why!)

Now he haunts dark dreams (the Wundersmith sings and his hounds barking back)

And longs for our screams (Wunder!)

You telling this story, or am I?

I'm sorry,little bee , go on (oye , Israfel is on his way)

Ezra says, "the end is near” (a wicked, wretched man with eyes of gleaming black) 

In doing so, he spreads his fear

Soon there was but graves and tears

Kedgeree: He's here!

All: Don't talk about Ezra , no! (Why did I talk about Ezra ?)

Not a word about Ezra !

Mog: I never should've brought up Ezra !

This is PERFECT! I love it

I'm imagining mildmay being lowered to the ground on a swing made of vines now.

Pure gold

[daughterofruins]

This isn't proof read and definitely not perfect, but do leave reviews because they mean everything to me.

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POV:

Lets get one thing straight- I am THE best debater in my school. I love going to debates. But I don't like being forced to go to debates, especially where there are people like him.

Him with his annoying wannabe disney prince hairstyle and him with his annoying flirting glance and him with his annoying signature playboy smirk. He should be renamed Mr.Annoying.

And yet, here I was running on my way to the auditorium for the semi finals, crashing into people and muttering hurried sorrys so they knew that Pristine Academy girls were "lady like" and "well mannered".

I made it through the door just as they said Pristine Academy.

"We qualified", my co debater whispered in my ears.

"Of course we did. We have me in our team."

That was my greatest weapon right there, my confidence.

6 academies had made it to the semis, only 2 would make it to the finals. They called one speaker from each school to come and collect their motions. I rose to go.

We made a queue and headed for the tiny room at the back of the hall, where 6 students could barely fit. I was the second last in the line and there was no way I could see who was behind me since movement there was impossible. I could only smell the mango flavoured shampoo of the girl infront of me. As she got her slip and left I took two small steps and dug my hand inside the bowl placed before me.

I got my hands on one slip and turned to leave, but my foot crashed with someone else's foot and I leaned forward, readying myself for the most embarrassing moment of my school life. Yet, I did not fall.

After something like an eternity and a second, I looked up and found two strong hands gripping my arms, the blue shirt rolled up to the forearms, showing well muscled forearms. My eyes traveled up a muscular shirt into two brown eyes and that was when I realised.

I was in the arms of the debater from Wellstone Academy.

I was in the arms of the winner of the last MUN i had attended.

I was in his arms.

The thought made me puke.

"I see you've fallen for me, Ms.Pristine"

I jerked him off me the way an angry cat dries herself, hissing and meowing loudly.

"I see you've qualified, Mr.Wellstone"

We didn't know each others names. All I knew was his school and the fact that the boy who was assisting him had a huge crush on me.

Both of us stood there for what seemed like an eternity, till he said,

"I've got to collect my topic."

"I'm not stopping you," I replied.

"But you're in my way"

"I'm trying to get out, if you'd be kind enough to move to the side and let a lady pass"

He moved just enough for my to pass by, and when I crossed him I looked up on an impluse, our faces inches away from eachother when I moved to the other side.

"We've got the same motion your grace. We're on the same team, lady" he said, over emphasising the last word.

I looked at him, and all I could smell in that closed room was my rose scented perfume and his manly cologne.

"We won't just make a team, Sir, we'll make a winning team" I said before I walked out, the blood pulsing in my veins.

At least I got the last word this time.

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Guys, the schools mentioned are completely fictitious. They're not real and if they are, then the real ones haven't been mentioned here at all. Thank you for reading:)

Tagging because it's my first time and I need reviews:-

@tumhari-bhairavi @tumharimummykibahu @mainapnifavouritehoon @bookish-alone @misssclumsy @after-dark-shine @oh-munda-kukkad-kamaal-da @alhad-si-simran @trashmeowcan @satanicallysatanicchild @om-is-ok @chanda-chamke-cham-cham @sanskari-kanya @vellibandi @appki-adrak-wali-chai and anyone else really.

[the-always-enjoying-wali-ladki]

After staying on tumblr for a while (1 month ig?) There are a few people whose personalities I have in my mind :-

@alhad-si-simran - she looks like the mother of desiblr literally🥹, like idk why😭 but yeah.... Like she is like the idol🙏🏻🙏🏻, knows everyone and like bestie material💅🏻💅🏻 as well as she can scold u🫥 like yeah🆗, that's what i think she is like.....(p.s. i downloaded tumblr cuz i saw her post on Pinterest 🫂🫀)

@mainapnifavouritehoon bhai she is crazy🪩, the sunshine 🌅, and I've now seen kareena kapoor on her pfp for so long that i now think that she herself is kareena kapoor🦚🦚... Ok but anyways, she's like that one cousin who is like nice among other dorks....

@sanskari-kanya ahem ahem, she is the perfect girl🫡 in my imagination, like "that girl" yk 🪷💅🏻Periodt. She is like that girl in the group jise meri mummy hamesha bhagwaan manti hai🫠

@chanda-chamke-cham-cham pata nahi kyu lekin inka blog mere dashboard pe bahut kam aata hai😭😭😭😭(bygod meri galti nahi hai i swear) toh yeh mujhe eid ka channd prateet hoti hai, parantu i love her blogggggg, she's like that one cousin who is bomb but shows up late to a 🎉 party🥳 (yk what i mean...

@ekcupchaide so inka naam maine har jagah suna hai "momo"🥟, like literally all over tumblr, everyone talking about momo, so I've imagined her to be a 🪩"momo with chic glasses singing snoop dog"😎

🫡these were my observations on some tumblrs, bhai please koi offend hua ho toh sorry bhai kasam se 😭

[chandajaan]

I love the new name!! it makes me laugh a little though, when I was thinking of new names after figuring out I was trans Chanda was always on my list and then I found your blog. It was a lovely coincidence. I often go by chai.t as my handle and then you changed your username to chaiteen! Which felt very full circle in a way.

Anyway, I hope you have a nice day! The weather in Aus rn is freezing my hands off so let's hope the coming spring is gentle when it arrives- till it gets too blistering hot for us.

Aw that's beautiful! Chanda and Jaan are just endearments I've received so much that they're kinda an embodiment of love for me! Chai puns are also amazing, an anon gifted this to me and they've had this url for 9 year (!!!) which is kinda perfect time because like you said it is freezing in Australia and I'm drinking so much chai haha

[b4rredteeth]

TASK #2

BHASKAR PUNIT CHANDA

I : THE LOVERS' MASK

A TALE CALLED THE MOON'S ANGUISH THAT HAS CIRCULATED ANCHORAGE FOR THE PAST SEVERAL DECADES HAS PROMPTED SOME YOUNG LOVERS TO EXCHANGE MASKS AS A PROMISE OF DEVOTION. WHAT DESIGN WOULD MUSE THEORETICALLY THINK FITS THEM ( LOOK BACK TO REVENGE OF KRAMPUS FOR REFERENCE, #ANCHORTASK01 ON OUR SERVER ) ?

This one.

SOME MIGHT CONSIDER THEM LEADING A DOUBLE LIFE IF THEY KNEW ABOUT ... 

What double life? Benny lives honesty and doesn’t make a secret of anything he does. Except maybe his drug dealing towards law enforcement. 

WHAT WOULD BE THEIR OWN DEAL BREAKER IN A RELATIONSHIP ? 

Cowardice. Say it like it is or fuck off.

WOULD THEY DIE FOR LOVE OR KILL FOR MONEY ?

Despite what he might give off, the image he tries to convey to the outside world: Benny would do neither. 

THEY ONLY HAVE ENOUGH CHANGE FOR ONE CALL AT THE PHONEBOOTH, & SOMEONE WITH GLARING RED EYES & A SPATULA IS STANDING ACROSS THE STREET. WHO WILL THEY CALL ?

… probably the only phone number he still knows by heart: his parents. 

II : THE ZEIGEIST OF THE '90S

THEIR FAVOURITE SLASHER FILM IS ( IF APPLICABLE ) …

Scream. 

IN THEIR FREE TIME, THEY ENJOY GOING OUT AND ... 

Go dancing, drinking, and finding someone to take home. 

A FASHION FAD OF THE TIMES THEY ADORE THAT THEIR FRIENDS WOULD DESPISE IS …

Adidas. Anything Adidas. 

HOW OFTEN DO THEY ORDER DELIVERY FROM PEPPY'S PIZZERIA ? HAVE THEY EVER SEEN THE WALLS OOZE GREEN SLIME IN THE PIZZERIA OR THE ANIMATRONICS MOVE ON THEIR OWN DURING THEIR TIME IN ANCHORAGE ?

Still does, he doesn’t give a single fuck about the ooze and the animatronics, he thinks management does it on purpose.

WHEN THEY BELIEVED IN CHRISTMAS, WERE THEY TOLD KRAMPUS WOULD PAY THEM A VISIT FOR BEING ON THE NAUGHTY LIST ? ( WRITE N/A IF NOT APPLICABLE TO THEIR RELIGION OR LIFESTYLE )

Yes, and despite how often he must’ve probably ended up on it, nobody ever took him away. He very much prayed he would show up. 

WHAT TALL TALE OR SUPERSTITION WERE THEY TOLD AS A CHILD THAT STILL GIVES THEM THE HEEBIE JEEBIES ?

His grandmother used to tell him about the Pontianak, an Indonesian vengeful spirit of a woman who resembles a vampire. She would use this spirit against him when he was a boy whenever he would do something stupid. She would scratch him with her nails in the dark or suggest he’d be next. Now during the full moon when he hears a baby crying or smells decay, he’s out. 

III : THE CURSE OF THE SPIDER

ARE THERE FAMILY SECRETS OR SO-CALLED CURSES THAT HAUNT THEM ? ONES THAT ARE KNOWN PUBLICLY OR FOLLOW THEM FIGURATIVELY ?

Benny doesn’t have any proof, but he knows something is up. Whether it’s about him, or if it is more of a family secret, he isn’t sure. He’s always found it strange that his parents paid so much attention to his sisters and barely any to him. Though his grandmother has suggested that it’s because he’s a boy, and he can take care of himself. He’s not so sure about it. He knows something is up, that there is a secret he’s involved in but not supposed to know. 

WHICH OF THE SEVEN SINS WOULD CORRUPT THEIR MORALS ?

Pride. From which follows Rage and Greed and Envy.

THE WORLD REMAINS THE SAME FOR DECADES NOW. IS IGNORANCE BLISS ? OR IS THERE THE SHAKY SENSE SOMETHING IS AMISS THAT CAN'T BE IGNORED ? 

It can be ignored. 

DREAMS ARE OFTEN INFLUENCED BY THE SUBCONSCIOUS & SOMETIMES DISTORTED. IN THEIR DEEPEST, DARKEST NIGHTMARES, HOW DO THEY VIEW THEMSELVES ?

As a rotten piece of garbage, not worth anyone’s time, and only ever used by people who want to feel better about themselves. Everything that was ever said by his parents growing up. 

IV : THE CROOKED FRAME

WHAT IS THEIR DEATH WISH ? MIROIRS ONLY ( BASTARDS GANG INCLUDED ) : THE PERFECT CRIME WAS CONSTRUCTED & SOMEONE ELSE TOOK THEIR PLACE. HOW DID THEY ORIGINALLY DIE ?

To go out in a blaze of glory.

MUSE COULDN'T BE THE ONE BEHIND THE TUNNEL OF LOVE OUTAGE BECAUSE WHEN THE POWER WENT OUT, THEY WERE ... 

Selling drugs on the other side of the park, trying to get into someone’s pants at the same time, which worked out perfectly for him once the lights went out. 

WHAT WOULD THEY CONSIDER THEIR CALLING CARD ( I.E. WHAT SYMBOLS, PERSONAL MEMENTOS, ETC. DO THEY PERCEIVE AS REPRESENTATIVE OF THEMSELVES ) ? 

Drugs. 

THOSE WITH INTERMEDIATE TECHNICAL SKILLS HAVE USED CRACKS & VPNS TO IMPROVE THE INTERNET CONNECTION, BUT ANYTHING POST-DATING THE 1990S IS ONLY ACCESSIBLE THROUGH THE DARK WEB. HAS MUSE EVER ACCESSED THE DARK WEB ? HAVE THEY USED IT FOR ANY NEFARIOUS MEANS OR TO PURCHASE SERVICES ?

Yes, and he still uses it. 

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[badedramay]

to parrot off of the other anon i think it’s frustrating too bc fairy tale did have like a small, small chance of going somewhere with the thread that umeed wanted to start her own chai business. like i was okay with going through her silliness in the first season bc the entire point of her arc was for her to learn that earning big money fast didn’t actually get her anywhere and she had to learn to work on her own step-by-step to merit good things coming to her. in that aspect the ending to the first season where she asked farjaad to help center her so she could mature and work hard while he asked her to help him loosen up so he wouldn’t try to shoulder all burdens on his own was nice. and even when farjaad put her to work at his office as a nepo implant in the second season i was willing to give it the benefit of the doubt bc i thought hey, they might do something yet again with emphasizing on the impracticality of shortcuts and how umeed needs to forge her dreams per her own efforts rather than via handouts from farjaad, who can offer her emotional support and guidance first before she maybe asks him for some monetary support to get things going. i wholeheartedly agree with any accusation that i gave sarah majeed way too much benefit of the doubt in imagining any of that lol. bc for pretty much the entire span of fairy tale umeed’s dream of starting a chai business has been nothing more than a verbal assertion. it’s not important to the story beyond us knowing that she simply has that dream. rather than watching a second season where she puts her now completed degree to use and gets to work we’re just watching an endless reel of dream wedding shenanigans. which i get it everyone likes bc they’re fun. but i’m once again just not sure how this reconciles with the assertion that umeed represents female empowerment. if starting a chai business is so important to her why haven’t we actually seen her make any concrete moves to do it? she had a brief conversation with ak in the first season about getting things off of the ground but that was also forgotten and left to the wayside for the sake of romantic development. romantic development is fine and i love it and i still do have a leftover fondness for farjaad and umeed bc their interactions are truly very sweet. but i wanted a drama actually about umeed and her growth and aspirations and i didn’t get that. so i’m over it now 🙄

I think what everyone involved in FT (fans included) seem to be forgetting as the main factor of what makes ANY story memorable is the 'coming of age' moment for the characters. part of the reasons why sequels fail terribly (across the board) is because writers usually undo that 'coming of age' moment at the end of the original story to keep the narrative tension or conflict going on. and in case of PakDramas, to keep the mindless shenanigans going on.

FT s1's ending promised that moment for Umeed that she had learned where she was wrong and she wanted to grow up from her shortcut ways. but that narrative point, while a great way to end s1's story, clearly doesn't have a place in s2 which is almost completely all wish fulfillment fanservice. this happens in basically all rom-com sequels in Pakistan. like..Suno Chanda ended on that beautifully perfect ending for Arsal and Jiya where Arsal promises to become Jiya's pillar or support and her reason to come back home after finishing her studies while Jiya realizes that regardless of how big the flight of her dreams is, at the end of the day she wants to come back home and the safety that she has a partner who's willing to make sure that she'll always have the safe home to come back to strengthens her resolve to fulfill her dreams as soon as she can. but of course S2 completely and fully derailed and retconed ALL of that development because mature characters apparently don't make for good humor shows.

my theory is that FT makers realized that the fans really just care about a green flag hero romancing the silly girl and shouldering all of the consequences of her shenanigans because that's what "feminine joy" is and just rolled with that only, completely avoiding to put in any real substance that will make the show actually reflect the kind of empowerment and progression that its fandom screams the show has. fans just want pretty people romancing each other toh theek hai, wohi de do. way easier to accomplish all that than introduce any nuance. akhir ko dhanda hi chalana hai, chal raha hai.

lmao i won't be surprised if Umeed miraculously makes the chai business a success without putting in a single bit of effort in it because EMPOWERMENT ka jhanda bhi toh ghaadna hai xD

[crazyexplorer]

Jewelry  Choices For Every Bride

Being a bride is an exhilarating experience. From selecting the special attire for your big day to creating a guest list, each task is of enormous importance and should be done right. Picking out the wedding jewelry of the bride is one such essential piece of work that should be taken care of in time before the festivities start. Among the many elements that define an Indian bride's look, jewelry plays a pivotal role. It symbolizes tradition and prosperity and enhances the beauty of the bride. From timeless classics to contemporary designs, as an Indian bride, you will have a wide range of jewelry choices available. 

Let’s explore some popular jewelry options that every Indian bride can consider to create a mesmerizing bridal ensemble.

Maangtikka

The maang tikka is an exquisite piece of jewelry that adorns the bride's hairline. It consists of a pendant attached to a chain or a string, which rests on the forehead. This elegant and graceful accessory enhances your overall look. Ace designer Anita Dongre’s jewelry collection features remarkable maang tikkas such as this Chanda Maangtikka. Featuring crystals and pearls, this accessory is perfect for brides who love their traditional roots.

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Necklace Or Choker 

A necklace or choker is an essential component of an Indian bride's ensemble. It complements the neckline of the bridal attire and adds a regal touch. For a traditional look, you can opt for a heavy Kundan or temple necklace adorned with gemstones and intricate detailing, such as this Swarna Necklace. Alternatively, a diamond or pearl choker can provide a sophisticated and modern appeal. Layered necklaces are also gaining popularity as they add a touch of grandeur to the overall bridal look.

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Earrings 

Designer earrings are a must-have accessory for every Indian bride. They frame the face and enhance its beauty. Jhumkas, chandbalis, and chandelier earrings are popular choices among brides. Traditional designs in gold or Kundan with pearls and gemstones are timeless and exude elegance. These Debanjali Earrings are an exemplary pick featuring meticulous craftsmanship. The subtle colour complements a range of attires and enhances the overall look effortlessly.

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Bangles And Bracelets 

Bangles and bracelets hold great cultural significance in Indian weddings. They signify a married woman and are considered auspicious. As a bride, you can choose from an array of options, such as gold bangles, chunky kadas, diamond-studded bracelets, or delicate silver bangles, depending on their personal style and the overall theme of the wedding. Take inspiration from this set of bangles as you get ready for your wedding. 

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Maatha Patti 

A forehead ornament that adds a touch of regality and grace to the overall bridal look, Mathapattis come in various designs, ranging from delicate chains with a single pendant to intricate pieces adorned with gemstones, Kundan, or pearls. This Rozmin Mathapatti from Anita Dongre’s collection is handcrafted with stunning crystals and pearls. This ornate headpiece beautifully frames the face and accentuates your features.

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Jewelry is an integral part of Indian culture and more so for the bride. Add these exquisite pieces of accessories to your bridal attire to create a sophisticated and timeless look.

[linenandwildflowers]

I was so excited to get this new planter from @oneofakindfindsjunktique . It looks perfect on my sideboard! Thank you so much Chanda ❤ #CementHead #cementheadplanters #Planter #houseplantsmakemehappy (at Pennsylvania, USA) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cp7y6gFureO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[cbros5]

@punkeropercyjackson Okay then.

To begin with, Roy's biological father is still alive. His father is Navajo while his mom is Lakota. Roy's mom is absent like in canon but this will be a plot thread discussed and eventually resolved.

Roy does become a partner to Oliver Queen like in canon and while they are close friends, their relationship is different. Obviously due to Oliver not adopting Roy in this universe. Like in the comics, Roy will work for the government but his arc will be about him growing more and more disillusioned as he sees so much corruption.

Now is the controversial part. I understand Young Justice animated is...divisive for comic fans and while I won't call it a perfect adaptation, I do think there is a lot it did right.

Jade Nguyen and Artemis Crock would be Roy's supporting characters and would be sisters like in YJA. Unlike YJA, they would be half-sisters through their mother but have different fathers. Jade's story of being trafficked like in the comics will be present but she would have been recruited by Katerina Armstrong as a hitwoman, with them taking advantage of her situation to turn her into their operative. Artemis would cross paths with Roy due to her search for her sister, which would expose what was done to Jade and many others. Much of Jade's story will be deconstructing how her identity was stripped from her by her abusers, both by the agency and the traffickers.

Roy's clone Will from the show will also be present. He is created after Roy turns on the agency and is eventually freed from their control. He is a metahuman and his story goes in a different path than the show, being more of his own character than a copy of Roy from the comics.

Other characters will include Damage, Icicle, Chanda Madan and Sarah Lance.

I've got some ideas for a sort of "Ultimate" Roy Harper continuity if you'd like me to share them.

HELL YEAH!!!!!

[honeytuesday]

brown friends....elf glossy lip stain in cinnamon dreams....ough

[daughterofruins]

Bhai I’m new at tumblr😭 help me

Hi hi

Thank you for choosing me to be your guide:)) bohot acha laga mujhe

Pehle mera intro:-

I'm a Bangali living in Calcutta, a huge huge huge MUN enthusiast and a very passionate speaker and debater.

I also write poems, abstract pieces of literature inspired solely from rage and stories, but mera blog is so messed up kuch milta hi nahi 🤡

Ab mere questions:-

1. Are you a minor?

2. Aji aapka naam aur kaam dono

3. Yahan aane ka koi special karan?

4. Aapke interests?

5. Aapka dhanda.

Aur yeh hai kuch blogs that you can follow jike interaction dekh ke bada maza aata hai and they're the best people ever.

1. @chanda-chamke-cham-cham she's my batchmate, she's my friend but overall she the best!!! Chanda is really just the most perfect human ever:)

2. @manujanolavu yeh meri bhabhi hai lekin bhai kaun hai pata nahi! She ships me with this guy I hate, lekin she is really the sweetest. Mere problems mein bohot madad karti hai aur anime bohot zyada dekhti hai.

3. @laut-ke-buddhu-ghar-ko-aaye yeh mera bada Punjabi bhai jo aadhe time gayab rehta hai aur baaki adhe time meri dusri bhabhi @that-mad-indian-woman ko gussa dilata rehta hai

4. @alhad-si-simran blog dekh lo pyaar ho jaega koi introduction ki zaroorat nahi.

5. @om-is-ok Simran Di se zyada pyar mat karna warna murder kardenge ye tumhara.

6. @voiz mujhe url yaad nahi but yeh mera ever horny bhai hai iske shitposts dekh ke hasi kam rona zyada aata hai.

7. @satanicallysatanicchild this kid. GOD THIS IS MY LITERAL FAVOURITE PERSON I LOVE HER SO MUCH I'LL EXPLODE ISKO JITNA HO SAKE PYAAR DO AUR BAS PYAAR DO AUR KUCH MAT DO SHE IS THE BEST THE ABSOLUTE LOVE <33

8. @mainapnifavouritehoon inke baare mein kuch bolna isn't necessary, blog pe jao pata chal jaega why she awesome!

9. @appki-adrak-wali-chai arey inki toh baat hi alag hai she's an absolute gem<3

10. @trashmeowcan she's one of my most supportive moots i love her so much i just-

Aur bhi bohot log hai is list mein tag karne ke liye jaise @vellibandi meri sharma:) aur @sanskari-kanya

Lekin pehle jao inhe follow karo

Aur kuch lage toh batana bye:)

[utter-queer-nightmare]

I just re-wrote "Family Madrigal" to be about the characters of the Nevermoor books. Enjoy, I guess?

[Intro: Morrigan]

Drawers!

Floors!

Doors!

Let's go!

[Verse 1: Morrigan & Ensemble]

This is our home, we've got every generation,

So full of music, a rhythm of its own design

This is my family, a perfect constellation!

So many stars and everybody gets to shine.

Woah (Oh-oh-oh-oh), let's be clear, the Council run this show!

Woah (Oh-oh-oh-oh), they led us here so many years ago.

Woah (Oh-oh-oh-oh), and every year our family blessings grow!

There's just a lot you've simply got to know, so;

[Chorus: Morrigan]

Welcome to the Wunderous Society!

The home of the Wunderous Society! (We're on our way!)

Where all the people are incredible and crazy,

I'm part of the Wunderous Society!

[Interlude]

[Children] Oh my gosh, it's them!

[Child 1] What are the Knacks?

[Child 2] I can't remember all the Knacks!

[Child 3] But I don't know who is who!

[Morrigan] Alright, alright, relax!

[Child 1] It is physically impossible to relax!

[Child 2] Tell us everything! What's your Knack?

[Child 3] Just tell us what everyone can do!

[Morrigan] And that's why coffee's for grown-ups!

[Verse 2: Morrigan]

Dame Chanda Kali, her singing is so lovely,

Animals adore her, humans think she's kinda weird.

And then there's Ezra (We don't talk about Ezra!)

They say he could use Wunder, one day he disappeared.

Oh (Oh-oh-oh-oh), and that's my patron, Jupiter, he's awesome!

Woah (Oh-oh-oh-oh), the truth is, he can see all your emotions.

Woah (Oh-oh-oh-oh), he can always tell what's fact or fiction.

Asking 'bout what he sees can be a real addiction!

Welcome to the Wunderous Society!

The home of the Wunderous Society!

(Hey, coming through!)

I know it sounds a bit impossible and crazy,

But I'm part of the Wunderous Society!

Two patrons love the Wunderous Society!

And send contestants to the Wunderous Society!

So, yeah, Baz Charleton sent in Cadence! and Nan Dawson sent in Hawthorne!

And now they're part of the Wunderous Society! (Let's go, let's go)

[Verse 3: Council]

We swear to always help those around us.

And earn the gifts that somehow surround us.

The world keeps growing, the world keeps turning.

But work and dedication will keep the flame burning.

And each new generation must keep the flame burning.

[Interlude 2]

[Child 2] There's so many people!

[Child 3] How do you keep 'em all straight?

[Mirabel] Okay, okay, okay, okay!

[Bridge: Morrigan & Ensemble]

So many kids in our house, so let's turn the sound up!

You know why? I think it's time for a student round-up!

(Student round-up!)

Lambeth Amara can see the future,

Cadence mesmerises, Thaddea goes rounds with trolls!

My closest friends are Hawthorne and Jack!

One strong, one graceful, perfect in every way.

(Jack's a Witness!) He sees everything, it's wild.

(Jack's a Witness!) He's the perfect golden child.

(Hawthorne, Hawthorne, Hawthorne, Hawthorne!)

Hawthorne rides dragons all day long!

The beauty and the brawn do no wrong.

[Chorus: Morrigan & Ensemble]

That's life in the Wunderous Society!

(Oh-oh-oh-oh!)

Now you know the Wunderous Society!

(Oh-oh-oh-oh!)

Where all the people are incredible and crazy!

(Oh-oh-oh-oh!)

That's who we are in the Wunderous Society!

[Interlude 3]

[Morrigan] See ya! Oh!

[Child 1] But what's your Knack?

[Morrigan] Ah!

[Chorus: Morrigan & Ensemble]

Well, I gotta go, life in the Society!

(Oh-oh-oh-oh!)

But now you all know the Wunderous Society!

(Oh-oh-oh-oh!)

I never meant this to start being all about me!

(Oh-oh-oh-oh!)

So just to review the Wunderous Society,

Let's go!

[Verse 5: Morrigan & Children]

(But what about Morrigan?)

It starts with the Council, and then Chandra Kali, whose singing is lovely.

(But what about Morrigan?)

My patron, Jupiter sees through the clutter to what's in your nutter!

(But what about Morrigan?)

Baz Charleton's a twat, but, we don't need to focus on that butt.

(But what about Morrigan?)

Hey, you said you wanna know what everyone does, I got classmates and teachers and- (Morrigan!)

My best friend Hawthorne won't stop until he makes you smile today! (Morrigan!)

My other friend, Thaddea, she's got a fight with a troll today! (Morrigan!)

Look, it's my friend Jack, hey,

You think you can make them step back? (Morrigan!)

'Cause between you and me, my head's about to crack,

Just distract them please 'cause thank you but I really gotta go! (Morrigan!)

My family's amazing, (Morrigan!)

And I'm in my family, so (Morrigan!)

Well…

[Outro: Jupiter]

Morrigan!

[radiance1]

HEHEHE OKAY!

They say insanity is doing the same thing over, and over again expecting a different result.

You would say that that’s bullshit and they don’t know what they’re talking about.

It was the same as always, of course, the sight practically engraved in your mind at this point used the bones of lesser creatures as footholds to jump your way across the lake. Which, technically, wasn’t an actual lake at all but you digressed.

The closer you got, the more a loud, rhythmic thump echoed. You easily tuned it out, speeding up your hops as you grew a bit giddy. You made one last, hard jump and flung yourself up into the air. Doing quite a few flips before righting yourself and landing on the ‘ground’ with a perfect landing!

Seemingly endless expanse of bone reached up and up, losing itself to the darkness above, dripping with a black sludge that used to set you the wrong way but you couldn’t care less about now. You looked to the heart hanging innocently in front of you, a calm, rhythmic beating that you were sure would cause most to take a second glance at it, if not unable to comprehend it entirely.

Shielded by a giant, incomplete ribcage It pumped an endless amount of thick black sludge that dripped down and down before assimilating with the lake below.

You took your eyes off of it. The heart wasn’t important, never important, actually. Nonetheless, your heart fluttered as you finally, finally saw it. Him.

A crescent moon, unbound by the laws of gravity, swayed gently in the darkness, glowing with soft moonlight. Upon it rested a single figure, curled around itself and seemingly lost to the world around it.

You knew who this was, even though the world had forgotten, you never did. Never would.

Chanda, Forgotten God of the Moon and one of the few First Gods around today.

He inclined his head in your direction and, even from this distance, you could tell it was curiosity. His eye was not open, but you could guess it anyway. Some would call that sacrilegious, to guess the intentions of a God using mortal standards.

You couldn't care less.

You took a single step forward. Chanda stared at you consideringly for a short moment, one that seemed like an eternity before his eye curved upwards in unmistakable glee.

Aww, he was happy!

You, unfortunately, could not relish in such a thing much before pain exploded over your body and you welcomed a different type of darkness.

***

You were making progress.

You could see it.

You got two more steps than last time! So there was progress!

So you tried again.

***

3 more steps.

You try again.

***

You only got one more step this time, but that’s better than nothing!

So again.

***

Again.

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              Again.

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                              Again.

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                                             Again.

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                                                                Again.

***

                                                                                     ̴̨̠͚̯̟͔͙͕̰̗̣̦̾̍A̶̗̜͍̙͕̹̣̓͑̾̍̋͂̐́̏̚͝ͅ ̸̡̿̔̋͆̉̏͂̍̌͋̋̍̈́̈́̇͜ ̶̮̼̻̪͒ ̶̡͚̜̻̪̻̙͔̤͙̣͙̮͕͇͛̄̎͘g̸̝̮̱̭̞̤͓̘̥��̐̆̃̆̽̓̎͒́͌̚͠͝ͅ ̷̨̺̱̬̋ ̷͉̦͓̖̄̂̏̈́ ̸̧̡͎͉̹͓̣͉̹̏̀͒̀͛̿̋̄͊̐̈́͑̈́́͘ ̵̭͈̘̝͉̄̑͗̈͊ ̶̧͍̦͇̯̼̫̳̥̦̩̤̫̯̓̏̓̓͂͜á̴̧̛̛͈̯̣̳̺̦̇̑̐͒̒̆̐͘͠ ̴̘͔̻̤̖̪͇͉͓͐̂̄̿́̾͝ ̶̧̢̘̱͙̜̥̲̳̰̠͙͓͇̬̄̀̊ ̷̛̻̮̺̻̗̫̱̠͇͒ ̵̧̹̲̪̰̟̭̳̞̱̳̏̀̓̓̇͜ͅ ̵̨̛̼͔̱͙̦̞̠̦͎͔̻̟͉͖͊̄̍̅̋͒̑̃͌̚ ̷̧̤͖͖̱̻͉̿́͊̈͑͊̚͝͠ ̸̛̼́̍̈́̀̾̑̈̓́́̒̅͌̆ ̸̻̠̺͔̅̾̓̃̈̚ͅ ̷̡͉̟͔͎̭̱̯̣̼̺̰̄̂ͅͅi̵̫͍̞̤̯̇̿̎́͗̕ ̸̢̞̮̦͎̽̓̇́̇͗̀͐̕͜ ̶̡̢̨̛̬̝͎͉̣̖̄̃́̾̕͘͝͝͝͝ ̴̡̛̙̜̞̳̞̬͈͌̈́̀̽̈́̋ ̵̨̨̮͎̪̝̝͉̫̘͕͙͙͕̹̽̐̌͆͐͆͝ ̸̺͛́̊͂́̐̈́ ̴̨̖̮͉̮̻̫̞̼͚̤̦̈́̑͐̚͜͜ͅ ̷̧̰͉̳̺̠̗̮̘͎͉͉͙̥̄̊̓̈ͅ ̷̪̾́́̉̚̚͝ ̵̣̄̓͌̿̓͠n̵̡͈̹̪̖̗̙̪̞̺̯̱̔̒̓̈́̿̇̌̊̏͐̚.

***

Something was different, this time. You could tell almost immediately.

He was not in his cradle, as you came to call it, he was not near the heart of a long dead being. No, this time.

He was right in front of you.

“Y̶̫̺̫̲̙̟̦̹̰̞̣̍̈͐̀̄̆̽͌͛̎ǒ̵̻̘̰̪̣͔̳̥̪̜̠̰͆̾̓̀̾́͒̐̀̂͗̚͝͝u̵̧͚̤̙̤̼̓̌̉̅̿̐̃͛͒̕̕͝'̴̢͖̗̮͚̥̗͔͙̦̜̾r̷̨̛͇̯̙̻͎̞̮͚̺̹̂̑͑̂̒̈́͒̾̚ȇ̷̤̬͖͖͔͍̘̬͈͙̪̰̂̿̀͋́̍ ̷̙̠̱̞͎̹͂͒͐̏͊̐̀́͘̕ͅb̶̡̢̖̭̬̫̺̪̹̰͔̩̫͎̦̑̉̍̈́͊̑̇̂̊̈́̚͝a̴̧̮̱̫̠̹̗͈̤̜͋̊͒͐̕͠c̴̡͚͙̐̅̔̎̅́̎̂͂͊̚k̴̻͈̯͇̺̜̘̓̃.”

 It was a simple observation, you knew, there was no inflection in his voice to suggest otherwise. It was neutral yet held a slight twinge of curiosity.

Despite this, your heart couldn’t help but skip a beat with his intention focused solely on you.

Your mouth felt dry.

You took a half step back as, in nothing more than a blink, he was close and your heart hammered in your chest.

“W̶̮͖̣̃̒̉̔̂̓̊́̚h̷̡̬̱̼̏̆̑͆̐y̷̧̨̘̖̖̥͈͕̗͖̏̅̀̉̓̂͜͠ͅ ̸̢̧̰̜̻̪̠̼̯̩̦̋̂̀̓́̚͝ͅa̸͓̰̼̰͉̘̪͖̺̤̙̹͌͂͆̕͝r̴̨͓̜͎͇͕̱͉̭̭̻̮̺̺̈́̆͂̒̈́̎̀̋͂͐̏͌̊̑͜͝ë̸̡̡͙̞̟͉̪̖̺̼͎̘́̽̇̂͋͆͆͗̉̀̊͝ͅ ̵̣̺̞̖̥͇̩̤̗̮̜̫̺͖̐̒̔̏͛́̍̏̚͘ÿ̸͖̙̠̻͉͉̺́̅͛͐̆̚̚͘͜͠ͅo̸̧͖͚͉̣̹̠̹̘̠̤̻̬̹̐��ų̴̤̞̦͓͚̗̥̞̫͛͛̉̈́̏̑͆̋ ̸͔̤̭̺̋͆͗̓h̵͉̘̙̗̣͉͍͊̉͑̈́ē̷̖̝̙̙͕̪͉r̸̨̛͈̬̞̬͍̺̥̿̍͆̔̍̑̅̈è̸̜͉͔̾͒̿̀̽̈̒̈́̕͘?̸̨̩̗͓̟̼̳̲̅̈́͆̊́̊̅͊̊̑̑̄̐͛̋͜͜”

He asked, tilting his head in a way you found endearing.

Your face felt hot.

“I-uh-” Fuck, now this was embarrasing. He initiated conversation with you and this is how you react!? You rehearsed for this how the fuck did you forget your lines?! You grabbed the edge of your shirt, silently cursing yourself.

He watched you in silence, and this close you see how a maniacal glee entered his eye as it curved. Did he think your silence was funny?

“N̶̯̼̯̮͈̗̯͇̻͔̦̗̜̬͗̈́́̈́̈̈́̓̽͐̐̾̌̕̚ͅȩ̶̢̝̦̽͒̅x̷̠̗͕̬̯̻͗̀̑́͋̿ţ̸̙̰̈́ ̴̛̝̫̙̺̱̖͉́͆̆́̈́̆̅͐̈́t̴̡̛̗͈͚̻̰̠̺͔̣̳̺̣͋̇̓̇̂͛̈́͑̂͋̑͗͝ḯ̷̧̩͍͈̜͕͔̬͙͈̣̮̮̠̼͑̅͐́̋m̷̢̄͒̓͌͑͒̀͠è̵̢̬̓͋͑ͅ ̶̛̩̬̥̬̿͋͋́̆͒̉̅̀̽̀̚͝ẗ̵̖̭̝̝͉͍́̇ḣ̸͈̭̳̟̣̦͑̆̈͗́̏̀́̆͂̈́̆ę̷̡̧͖̠̻͇͚͕̩̪͐̑͌̂̋͂͂̂͑͋̅͘̚͝n̶̤̲͈̦͒͌͌̅̓̍͒͊͐̓̌̌̚͝”

A searing pain erupted in your stomach and, as usual, you welcomed the dark.

***

“W̶̮͖̣̃̒̉̔̂̓̊́̚h̷̡̬̱̼̏̆̑͆̐y̷̧̨̘̖̖̥͈͕̗͖̏̅̀̉̓̂͜͠ͅ ̸̢̧̰̜̻̪̠̼̯̩̦̋̂̀̓́̚͝ͅa̸͓̰̼̰͉̘̪͖̺̤̙̹͌͂͆̕͝r̴̨͓̜͎͇͕̱͉̭̭̻̮̺̺̈́̆͂̒̈́̎̀̋͂͐̏͌̊̑͜͝ë̸̡̡͙̞̟͉̪̖̺̼͎̘́̽̇̂͋͆͆͗̉̀̊͝ͅ ̵̣̺̞̖̥͇̩̤̗̮̜̫̺͖̐̒̔̏͛́̍̏̚͘ÿ̸͖̙̠̻͉͉̺́̅͛͐̆̚̚͘͜͠ͅo̸̧͖͚͉̣̹̠̹̘̠̤̻̬̹̐͜ų̴̤̞̦͓͚̗̥̞̫͛͛̉̈́̏̑͆̋ ̸͔̤̭̺̋͆͗̓h̵͉̘̙̗̣͉͍͊̉͑̈́ē̷̖̝̙̙͕̪͉r̸̨̛͈̬̞̬͍̺̥̿̍͆̔̍̑̅̈è̸̜͉͔̾͒̿̀̽̈̒̈́̕͘?̸̨̩̗͓̟̼̳̲̅̈́͆̊́̊̅͊̊̑̑̄̐͛̋͜” He asked again.

“For you.” You say, and his eye curved as you welcomed the dark.

***

"̷̱̺̘͎̱̥͋̈W̶̡̮̪̎ḩ̷̝̞̲̫̰̦̤̩̬̣͇̎y̶̪̪̝̣̆͊͂̄̌̆̇̐͒̂̈́̓̓̚ ̸͓̟��̩̆d̴̯̜̰̱͕͛͛̽͗̆̉͗̎̐̿͆̒ǫ̴̧̢͍͙͉̙̻̣̳̗̜̯̞̮̑̓͋͒̓̋̿̓̀͑̌̕ ̷̲̖̳̹̮̣̯̝̦̳̀̌͋̃̏̀̾̐̎̀̓͗̚ÿ̵̡̼̻͍̻̰̱̠̪͔̞͚͖͖́̋̽̈́́̈́̒̍͜o̷̪̜̗̪̠̳̮͎̟̣͓͊̊́̿͗͛̍̑͌̆̄̚͝ų̷̢̯̟̺̝̥̥̮̝̝͛̃͛̈́͒̓́̏̅̏͐̊̅̅̓͜ͅͅ ̵̡̛͆͋͐̆̆̈́̕̚͜ṟ̷̡̮̜̥̳̼̭̞̺͕̙̄͜͜͠ę̶̛̱̙̤̲̱̼̘̥͍͎̜̻̱̆͗̈́̎̐͌́̐̽̃͑͆̕͜͝m̷̧͍͓͉̟̗̤̠̮̳̆͐̂͜͜͜͜e̸̲͎͉̗̜̜̩͎̮͚̒͛̒͑̇̌͜͝͝͝m̴̪̙̥̣̱͐b̷͔̳͛̾͗́̏̓̉́͆͂̆̾̉͘͝ȩ̵̢͚̰͍͔͙̼̈́̽̂͐ͅr̸̨̘͎̹̟͉̠̣̳̫̞͔̿̄͗͐̆̎̽̀͝ ̵̛͎͍̈́ͅm̷̼̗̱̣͔̲̹̈́̑̈́̄̎̈́̀̆̄̓̀͘͜͜͠ë̴̤̻̼̜̹̫͎̙́̽̑ͅ?̸̧̰͙͎̤̺̱̥̥̔̌ͅ"̶̛̖̗̜͎̖̖͚͇͖̰͂̌̒̄̏̆͑̈̕͠  He asked.

“How could I forget you?” You answered.

You welcomed the darkness.

***

“I love you.” You say, and unlike that maniacal glee, something else appeared in his eye. You did not know what it was, but you knew you liked it by the way your heart fluttered. 

It didn’t take long for your chest to be emptied, your blood dripping down your chest as you fell forward.

You were quite pleased with how enamoured he was by your heart, and had no qualms with the darkness.

***

"̶̧̧̲̺̖͎̘̟̹̳͒̉͑͛̈̒̒͂̓̏͘͜Ȧ̴̧̧̡̧͍̦̠̮͎̹̣̓ȓ̴̡̨͈̹̭̞̺͇͚̗̘̃͂̈́̾͑̀̇̾͛͘͝e̸̳̋́̈́̂̊̀͆̕͘͝ ̷̦̬̫̖̇̂̍̋́͂́ÿ̴̨̛̛͖̫̰̩̼̳̬̫̗͊͐̏͊͋̅̀͛̃ȏ̷̢͚͎̣̻ú̸̡̯̝̤̗̠͔̩͇̻̣̺̤͝ ̴̫̲͎̬̞̻̟̾͋͆̈̀͛̽͗͛̔ͅm̸̛̛̩̼̥̰͉̝͔̬͖͆͆́͑̔̔̍͛͛̍͘̕į̴̧̧̙̲̙̳̥̥͍̙̙̣̅̋̔̐̂n̴̛̳̠̮̠̗͍̽̈́̌́́̍͂͘͜è̶̞̬̇̒͐̄̈́͛ͅ?̶̧̨͖̝̘͎̘͖̻́͂"̷̢̤̗͍̺̳̼̥͔̼̓̽̓̒̈́̓̔͊͑̈́͌̔̂͠  He questioned, staring at you with intensity.

“Yes.” You answered easily, with no hesitation.

His eye curved, and you welcomed the dark.

***

"̷̨̨͇̦̜̖̟̖̜̈́̈̊͠M̷̝̣̤͖̗͖͎̯̰̺̥̫̝̰̈̾͌̇͛̑̕͜į̴̛̹̰͕͂̈́̉̆̒͋̌̒̄͘ņ̸̨̱̞͖̺͕̯̹͕̗̩̆̐̅̀̑̓̇͐̇̅̃̎̉e̸̜̻̫̰̫͓̟̰͆̅̇̾̂̅̍̄̿̊͐̅̐̈͜ͅ.̵͇̤͚̺̘͇͋̈́̋̾̔͆̎̊͜ͅ ̴̢̜͉̤͊̑̀́̽͂̎̈̔̏̈͆̃̑͠Ṁ̸̮͙̻̟̻̻̮̰̝̻̍̇̉͂̎̍͊̽ͅͅͅi̶̬̠̻̖͙̗͒͒͑̊̾͌̈́͛̿̑́̈͗̐́͜ǹ̸̝̟̬̤̘̙͙͖͔̜̙̥̯͋̈́͑̑͑̓͂̐̊̈́̿͊̆͠ͅȩ̵̲͇͇̳̫͙̦̰͉͆̾͌͘͝.̵̢͖̱̟͇̫̪͎͚͍̟̳͔̜̼̿̽̆͒̋̀̔̀̀̂̀͘͝ ̵͙͙͑̉̿̄̀̇̆͗̄̈̽͝M̴̧̩̤̟̯͙͍̜̥̗̱͕̲̄͋́̐̈͌̔̾͗̊̕͜͝ͅi̴̧̞̭̖͔̙͕̿͌͊̋̅̀̚̕͜n̷̢͚̠͉͎̫͓͐ê̶̝̬̪̼̼̭̖̟̲̪̯͇̊.̵̧͇̖̯̟̣̣̭̻̺̳̍̀̀̈̈͜ ̴̢̛͙̭̫̼̠̗͖́̎̉͗̌̽͐̏̆͠͝M̷̫̟͉͙̤̲̮̩͇̰̻̘̈̽̀̒̏̾͑̈́̔͆͝ĩ̴̭̲̠̟͕̘͕̯̪̜͎̤͎̗͎̌͑̾͂͐̒̇̈́̉̚̕͝͝n̷̨̜͍̹̝̹͈̅́̐͐̈̈́̑͑͂ͅȩ̶̖͎̭͉͍̳̍͗̊̈́͆̈̀̊̍̉̔̕.̶̛̺͈̻̂̆̓̎̊̍͒̑̓̎́̚͝ͅ ̴̗́͐̽M̵̤̤̫͎̰̤̩͓̾͑̓͋̈́̄̔̾̾͑̇̂̈́͋͝ͅi̵̪̬͉͕̬͎̺̓̃̄̒̑n̴̼͙̥͉̳̘̻͒͛̕̚e̶̡̨̛̗̬̭̪̩̪̊̅͒͗.̴̨̳͔̝̠̝̝͛̍ ̸̱̼̺͓̺̤̋̉̈́̋̀̇̎̔̓̚M̴̍̄́͆̓̓̏̍̀́͐́̕ͅi̸̡̢̤̝͖̥̙͕̤͇̰͐̒̄̈͐̌͜͝n̸̨͖̣̩̽͋̒̂͊ȩ̵̣̞̞̫͉̩̣̀̽̎̍̓̍̉̅̔͛̏̚͝͠.̸͚̖̞̫̜͛̇̌͆͌̌͗̾̓̕͝ ̴̲̠͎͚̪̆͐M̷̛̘̩̭̹͚̻̗̯͈̐͆̌̉̐͐̄͂̓̇̄̽͝͝į̶̨̧̭͎̻��̩̼̣̪̹̱̠̰̋n̴̲̥̲̼̹͚̪͖̙̪̭̺͌̔͒̀̓̓̆̆͆̔̓͛̕͜͠e̴̢̧̤̮̮̟̪͈͇̹̘̘͆͒͌͒̓͌̐̒̀͊̀̃̕̕͝.̴̧̢̝̣̟̼͇͎̟̟̟̫̻͕͊̎͌͜"̴̛̼̯͑͒͐̃͒͋́̀̀̈́̕͝  

He repeated to himself, over and over again under his breath. You stared at him, lips curving upwards as you let out a wheezing chuckle.

“Yes,” You say, brushing a hand against his cheek. He let you. “I’m yours.” 

A flex of his hand and your neck snapped. 

You welcomed the dark.

***

"̶̘̯͎̹̍̈́̂̂̑̽Ḯ̴̡̖͙̣̗̗͎͍̥̰̌̊͌̏̊͌͘'̷̢̪̼̺̣̣̠͓͉͙͖̙̞͗̽̈̀̈́̋̑m̴̡͍̮̤͇̩̤̫̩̟͓̠̂̏̇̎͗̋͂̓̒̐̋͗̒́̕ͅ ̷̨̱̻̩̖͉͓͖͔̭͕͚̬̻̱͑̈́͗͗̏̇̎̓̂̕͘ý̴̲̺͚̼̳̯̦̠̖̠̿̊̂͗̓̇̒̄̑̔̕o̴̧̞̣̹̳̭̹͉̣͈̘̲͈̐̎̈́u̵̢̳̖̣̲̙̱̅̓̉̊̀͂̇̃̅̌͊̅r̷̮̞̯͎͇̹͍̓͊̏̾̾̅̂̌͛͝ͅş̵̯͓̉̏̅͗?̸͓̭̣̍̾̓͊́͒̆͘͝"̷̡͍͕̩͖͍̣̦̗͖̠̜̍̃́ͅ He asked curiously, silent as he waited for your answer.

You rubbed your thumb across his cheek. “If you want to be.” You mumbled and his gaze sharped as he dragged a hand down your chest, fingers digging into soft skin and relieving it of it’s precious ichor.

"̷̢͖̯̣̟͖̦̤̯̲̜̞̅͆͛̌Y̶͔̜̏̈́͌́̚o̴̻͎̰̎̐̓̑̊͑͜ų̵̬̜̩̌̔ͅ'̴̢͚͕̻͚̠̰͔͈̆̀̅̀͗̏͒̓̈͛͋̄̂͘̚ŗ̴̢̮̪̯̗̻̳̖̰̺͓̭͙̈́͆̾́̃͜e̵̗̘̬̠̒̉̈́ ̴̧̛̱͙͓͉̤͎̞̮̠̬̟̩̻̇͌̊̓̿̂̈́̆̅m̶̡̘͇̹̑̓͗̃̅̏̀̒͂͝͝ï̶̛̳̤̭̲͈̹͚̊͆͐̎̑̋̚ǹ̵̘̜͍̤̯̳͔̜̠̥̙̹̳́̏̈̐̋͜ẻ̴͉͙̲̥̞̜̯̤̜̎̉͑̒̎̀̕͝,̴͔̙̬͇̻͎̖̻̰͖̀̾͂̈́̒̀͘ ̶̛͍̪̺̳̞̼̤̟̼͉̟̥̤̱̟̌̈́͐́̄̓͂͆̔̚̚a̷̢̘͙͉̯̭̝̞̻̲͂̀̅̓̽n̸̛̹̭̤͔͊̀̑̅͂̾d̴̢̺̭̲̗̠̠̟̳̫́̊̏ ̵̢̺̼̲̟͙͕̀͊̎̀̐̓͒́̔̀I̴̡̛̛̳̰͇̱̹̞̯͈̖͔̭̮̠̍͆̉̐́̋̎̉̓̈́̆̈́͝ͅ'̴̡̱̤͈̜͉̺̲͓̼̼̫̄̀̌̅m̸̞̍̒̃͗͌̎̈́̊̈͝͝͝ ̴͇͖̤̱̓͛̉͌̀͝͠y̷̹̥̖͓̰̠̟̖̻̿͐̄ͅo̶̼͙̓ũ̷̡̬̜̟̳͍̻͐͌͑̿͆͂̈́͑͘͜͠r̴̼̤̜̳̀͗̈́̇̎ṡ̸̥̿̂̉̅̓͛͊͘.̴̡̧͇̬̖͎̺͌̔̈́̿̆̀̊̂̆̐͊̋͝͠͠"̶̺̬̬̹̯̱̠̻̉̾͗̆̀̓̀̐͝ 

His voice carried a finality that made it known there was no other option to reach, anymore. His hand dug into your chest, piercing flesh and bone alike as his hand wrapped around your heart.

"̷̨̨͇̦̜̖̟̖̜̈́̈̊͠M̷̝̣̤͖̗͖͎̯̰̺̥̫̝̰̈̾͌̇͛̑̕͜į̴̛̹̰͕͂̈́̉̆̒͋̌̒̄͘ņ̸̨̱̞͖̺͕̯̹͕̗̩̆̐̅̀̑̓̇͐̇̅̃̎̉e̸̜̻̫̰̫͓̟̰͆̅̇̾̂̅̍̄̿̊͐̅̐̈͜ͅ.̵͇̤͚̺̘͇͋̈́̋̾̔͆̎̊͜ͅ ̴̢̜͉̤͊̑̀́̽͂̎̈̔̏̈͆̃̑͠Ṁ̸̮͙̻̟̻̻̮̰̝̻̍̇̉͂̎̍͊̽ͅͅͅi̶̬̠̻̖͙̗͒͒͑̊̾͌̈́͛̿̑́̈͗̐́͜ǹ̸̝̟̬̤̘̙͙͖͔̜̙̥̯͋̈́͑̑͑̓͂̐̊̈́̿͊̆͠ͅȩ̵̲͇͇̳̫͙̦̰͉͆̾͌͘͝.̵̢͖̱̟͇̫̪͎͚͍̟̳͔̜̼̿̽̆͒̋̀̔̀̀̂̀͘͝ ̵͙͙͑̉̿̄̀̇̆͗̄̈̽͝M̴̧̩̤̟̯͙͍̜̥̗̱͕̲̄͋́̐̈͌̔̾͗̊̕͜͝ͅi̴̧̞̭̖͔̙͕̿͌͊̋̅̀̚̕͜n̷̢͚̠͉͎̫͓͐ê̶̝̬̪̼̼̭̖̟̲̪̯͇̊.̵̧͇̖̯̟̣̣̭̻̺̳̍̀̀̈̈͜ ̴̢̛͙̭̫̼̠̗͖́̎̉͗̌̽͐̏̆͠͝M̷̫̟͉͙̤̲̮̩͇̰̻̘̈̽̀̒̏̾͑̈́̔͆͝ĩ̴̭̲̠̟͕̘͕̯̪̜͎̤͎̗͎̌͑̾͂͐̒̇̈́̉̚̕͝͝n̷̨̜͍̹̝̹͈̅́̐͐̈̈́̑͑͂ͅȩ̶̖͎̭͉͍̳̍͗̊̈́͆̈̀̊̍̉̔̕.̶̛̺͈̻̂̆̓̎̊̍͒̑̓̎́̚͝ͅ ̴̗́͐̽M̵̤̤̫͎̰̤̩͓̾͑̓͋̈́̄̔̾̾͑̇̂̈́͋͝ͅi̵̪̬͉͕̬͎̺̓̃̄̒̑n̴̼͙̥͉̳̘̻͒͛̕̚e̶̡̨̛̗̬̭̪̩̪̊̅͒͗.̴̨̳͔̝̠̝̝͛̍ ̸̱̼̺͓̺̤̋̉̈́̋̀̇̎̔̓̚M̴̍̄́͆̓̓̏̍̀́͐́̕ͅi̸̡̢̤̝͖̥̙͕̤͇̰͐̒̄̈͐̌͜͝n̸̨͖̣̩̽͋̒̂͊ȩ̵̣̞̞̫͉̩̣̀̽̎̍̓̍̉̅̔͛̏̚͝͠.̸͚̖̞̫̜͛̇̌͆͌̌͗̾̓̕͝ ̴̲̠͎͚̪̆͐M̷̛̘̩̭̹͚̻̗̯͈̐͆̌̉̐͐̄͂̓̇̄̽͝͝į̶̨̧̭͎̻͓̩̼̣̪̹̱̠̰̋n̴̲̥̲̼̹͚̪͖̙̪̭̺͌̔͒̀̓̓̆̆͆̔̓͛̕͜͠e̴̢̧̤̮̮̟̪͈͇̹̘̘͆͒͌͒̓͌̐̒̀͊̀̃̕̕͝.̴̧̢̝̣̟̼͇͎̟̟̟̫̻͕͊̎͌͜"̴̛̼̯͑͒͐̃͒͋́̀̀̈́̕͝

***

"̷̪̰��͌̐̈́́̿̈́͌̔̾̊̕͜͝A̵͎͕̩͈͆͊͐̉̀̏̈́̽͛̍̈́̀̽͝ŗ̸̬̫̬̫͎͗̿̌͒̊̀̏͒͋͝é̶̡̝͓̮̖̮͉̜̟͆̈̊̈́̎͂̍͂͊̿̋̚͘͘ͅ ̷̨̩̭̥́̒͠y̴̗͈̩̏̅̀̀ô̶̡̮̯̥͇̺̽̈́͆ű̶͍͙̠̯̰̋͋͜ ̸̡̺̥͍̦̫̐̒́̃̇p̴̝͍͉̽r̴͎̲̜̖̫͕̹̜͕̀͝o̷̼͍͇̎̏͌͌̽ͅu̶̡̯͛d̸̨̤͔̺̤͚̥̘͎͍̭͌͒̐͐̓͋̌̐̾͐̀̇̂̚͘͜ ̶̧̡̮̰̝̩͓͎͕̻́̆̓̇̍͛̀̃̚ơ̶̧̧̜̺͖̲̬͙̗͋̌̋̇̋̏̆͊͊̽̋͐̍f̸͍̖̠̤̱̥͓͍̩̩̹̀̓̈́̕͜ ̸̛̮̭̳̺͙̺̲̻̰͉̟̃̀̿͊̓m̵̫̱̫͚̑̅̾̿̕ė̶̢̛̘̠͉͎̭̬͗̀̓̋͝?̷̡̢͎̣̯̻̺̬̰͍̂̚͜͠ ̸͓͚̳̠̗̟͌̎̏W̷̨̑̔̐͛ḩ̷͓̝̹̦̻̺͕̥̤͙͇̦̥̈́̈a̸͈̺̮̭͈̗͎̥͎̣͔͑̂͂̿̾̚t̷̲͔̙̘̣͊̌̎͋̀ͅ ̴̣̳̻̂̈́͒̐͊̊̽̇̓͌̓͝Į̴̛̖̝̬̼̰͉̾̆́́̍͌͑̓̔̋̀̓͐̂'̴̛̲̼̝̣̯̠̎̅̿̊͂́̄̈́͗̋̔͊͜͝v̷̡͕̻̬͇̤̗̟̦̱̙͔̼̼̈́̏̈́̑̌ȩ̷̨͙͍̦̟̫̑̑͊̏̍̓ ̷̢̦̖̳̲͐̏̑̾́̋̇̈́̋̃̀̉̏̓͝d̷̡̘͖̺̫̦̤̙̝̞͎̬̳̲̑̌̆̆̾̓́̉̾̏͘ơ̷̢͇̜͎͚̪̣̘̲̯͉̰̫̿̎̽̃ṅ̶̛͎̗̲̖̪̂͑̚ȩ̵̧̠̹̘̥̖̀́̈́̈͗́̌͊̀͘̕͝?̷̨͔̹͈͖͙̜̙̰͍̻̝̳̳̪̿̍̆̂̀͠"̴̡͍̖̪̱̑͒̓̔̋̂ He asked for the first time.

“Yes.” There was no hesitation on your part, there never was. His gaze sharped with a clarity you had only seen a few times, enough to count on one hand, and he searched your face for something, anything. Then your eyes. He gazed deep into them and, not for the first time, you noticed just how beautiful his remaining eye was. 

Your head rolled, and darkness you welcomed once more.

***

No words were exchanged this time. For there was nothing to be said.

He was waiting for you, letting you come to him before he grabbed your arm with a gentleness that confused you. 

There was no ground beneath you now, nothing solid to stand upon as you hung in the air.

He could have dropped you, you know. You thought he would have.

Instead, he brought you to his cradle, and wrapped himself around you.

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A g a i n

"You're back."

"Why are you here?" (1)

"Next time then."

"Why are you here?" (2)

"Why do you remember me?"

"Are you mine?"

"Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine" (1)

"I'm yours?"

"You're mine, and I'm yours."

"Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine. Mine" (2)

"Are you proud of me? what I've done?"

Yo @lulu-nightbon wanna see something I wrote about one of my ocs?

[chandajaan]

hiiii chanda (: for the ask game: 🤍

love u muchly,

honey 🍯💕

I obviously had to pick honey as a top note, so honey I washed the kids is my fav choice and I own the body wash for this and it’s perfect because it’s got a rich caramel spicy smell that using too sweet but still honey! ily 💕