#IT IS SO FRUSTRATINGGGGGG

[prismaticutie]

NOT TO VAGUEPOST BUT SOME PPL I FOLLOW CLEARLY DON'T FUCKING KNOW TUMBLR CULTURE AND YOU CANNOT CALL URSELF A TRUE TUMBLRINA IF YOU DON'T RESPECT NIGHTVALE

[thedemises]

——— THE REMEMBERED。 ★ jing yuan.

note; I got inspired and since december bouta end, I thought to quickly whip this up cuz that :3 man is on my mind rn :3c (the og title was supposed to be “a picture for the remembered” but it was too long so :C)

the streets of the luofu were alive with the sound of festivities as smiles and laughter echoed through the air. citizens bustled about while store vendors prepared and sold gifts and treats to eager buyers.

the christmas festival had brought together the xianzhou alliance in a way few events ever could. jing yuan, the esteemed general of the luofu, strolled through the decorated streets with a rare lightness in his step. the hum of laughter and music surrounded him, yet his thoughts were elsewhere — gaze noticing the visitor who had just arrived.

“ah, there you are,” jing yuan greeted calmly, his gaze settling on you as his body turned around to face you. you stood before him in all your glory; a faraway traveler originating from a planet you rarely spoke of to others — reserved but charming enough to connect with those around you, you were a unique wanderer who had assisted in the stellaron crisis, alongside the passengers of the astral express.

“i'm glad that i could make it,” you replied, mirroring his carefree smile, your hands clutched a carefully wrapped package that concealed the gift within its wrapping. “things have been going smoothly here, no?”

jing yuan threw his head back with a hearty laugh, the sound rumbling through the festive air. he crossed his arms over his chest, his posture relaxed, yet commanding. “of course not. holidays on the luofu are something else,” he said, a grin tugging at his lips. “i wouldn’t miss them for the world — even if it means being away work behind for a bit, ahahaha.”

your laughter joined his, light and genuine, as your eyes crinkled at the corners. the warmth in your expression mirrored his, the energy between you both as easy and bright as the festival around you.

jing yuan's golden eyes lingered on the package in your hands, his calm facade giving way to a subtle tilt of his head; his gaze, sharp yet warm, flickered between you and the neatly wrapped gift. stepping just a touch closer, his voice carried a quiet intrigue. “and just who,” he asked, his tone light but inviting, "might be the lucky one for this gift be?”

“hm?” your gaze followed his pointing finger, eyes landing on the neatly wrapped gift cradled in your hands. a soft chuckle escaped your lips as you extended it toward him. “oh, it’s actually for you, general. here,”

the general's brows lifted ever so slightly which betrays the brief off-guard look in his face, his golden eyes widening for a brief moment. “for me?” he echoed, his voice laced with a hint of surprise — then, his smile comes back, easy and unshaken, as he reached out to accept the gift from your insisting hands.

“how thoughtful of you, my friend.”

his hands closed around the package, and as he held its weight, his expression shifted just slightly — a flicker of something unspoken in his eyes. the gift felt heavy — not in mass — but in meaning, as if it carried a piece of a history he had long guarded in his very heart.

“merry christmas, general jing yuan,” you said, your voice carrying a quiet joy that resonated with the warmth in your expression. your hand pressed lightly over your chest, a subtle gesture as if offering a piece of your own heart along with the words. the soft glow of the festival lights danced across your face, but your gaze remained steady on him, filled with purpose.

“i hope this gift i prepared for you is meaningful not just in your heart,” you continued, your tone gentle but deliberate, “but in the past memories you’ve made with former friends.” each word hung in the air, imbued with sincerity, as though you understood the weight of what you were handing him.

jing yuan’s eyes lingered on you for a moment longer, his usual relaxed smile softening into something deeper. there was an unspoken gratitude in his gaze as his lips curved into a warm smile — a gesture not just of politeness but genuine appreciation. with a quiet chuckle, he turned his attention to the gift in his hands, his fingers brushing against the edges of the wrapping as though the act of opening it was a sacred ritual.

with deliberate care, jing yuan unwraps the package from it's concealing wrapping, his golden eyes widening as the picture of the painting came into view; it was as a breathtaking depiction of five figures standing tall in their past prime — dan feng, yingxing, baiheng, jingliu, and himself surrounded around a table; their youthful faces radiated determination, camaraderie, and the boundless potential of a time long past.

his grip tightened on the edges of the frame as a lump rose in his throat. memories, sharp and vivid, flooded back to him; he could almost hear baiheng’s infectious laughter, feel the weight of jingliu’s gaze as she imparted wisdom, and sense the unspoken bond that had tethered them all together before time and fate unraveled it and separated their once oh-so close bond with one another.

you tilted your head, a subtle arch in your brow as you studied him closely, catching the faint tremble in his hands as they gripped the painting — the silence stretched for a moment, the weight of his reaction lingering in the air. “well?” you prompted gently, your voice breaking through his reverie.

jing yuan’s lips parted, his breath shaky as he spoke. “you must tell me where you got this done and how,” he murmured, his voice low and edged with emotion. his golden eyes flickered toward you, a raw mix of gratitude and vulnerability pooling within them, “this is the most wonderful and meaningful gift you’ve gotten me. thank you.”

his words were quiet, yet the sincerity in them struck like a chord, reverberating in the space between you both.

you nodded softly at his thanks, your gaze steady as you began to speak. the words came slowly at first, each one carefully chosen as you described the effort it had taken — the long hours spent piecing together the details, to commission an artist who could breathe life into the fragmented memories you had managed to gather.

as you spoke, jing yuan’s focus never wavered while he listened intently to your elaboration. his golden eyes, usually calm and carefree to others, now carried a raw depth of heavy emotion that seemed to grow with every word you shared. his hands still hele onto the painting with a gentle grasp in front of him as though the weight of it grounded him.

the atmosphere around the two of you felt quieter, the distant hum of the festival outside fading into the background. the guarded walls around jing yuan’s heart seemed to crack, allowing the weight of old memories to surface — in the presence of your words, the gift you had given him, and the first time in years; he felt a fragment of that long-lost era had been returned — a bittersweet warmth settling in his chest.

as the first tear slipped down his cheek, which he is quick to wipe it away before somebody had noticed, he allowed himself to embrace both the sorrow and the joy of the moment. the festival outside continued in full swing, but within his chambers, time seemed to pause.

for this christmas, more than any other, the general wasn’t just celebrating with his people — jing yuan was celebrating with the ghosts of his past, brought back to life by the one person who truly understood the depths of his heart.

© thedemises 2024. all rights reserved. please do not plagiarize, copy, or feed my written works to ai.

[cherphadetseuk]

Joke, Arun, Tattoo and Hoy better go burn this rich a$$ sh!t from the inside. Go right to the core of it and blow it all up.

[cherry-shipping]

auiirrghjhhhhh its so stupidddddddd i draw a silly little selfship doodle and its deliberately low effort just 2 have something to do. and i feel fine before and i feel fine during and i feel fine after i finished and i look at it and im like ^_^ yay! and then i go to send it to a friend who i usually send that sorta stuff to (was the plan all along) and then suddenly im hit by a wave of. Wait a minute This looks like shit. and so i feel lame and stupid and dont send it or do anything with it and my mood is shot. and i know its cause ive been awake for like 20 hours and im running on nothing but coffee and energy drinks rn. but it still sucks so baaaaaddddd GAH!!!!!

[trickycactus]

joins dating apps and categorizes myself as a woman interested in women. gets an ass load of asexual women, couples, straight men that tagged their profiles as women, and tims interacting w my profile. brrruh.

[cadaverre]

my mother eurghhhhh

[fefairys]

it’s like my body keeps changing its mind on gluten

[pleuvoire]

i get really bitter about people being bad actors when they have roles that could have gone to me. years of ingrained emotions from theater camp where i only ever got minor roles. my biggest petty bitchy trait

[t-lostinworlds]

i hate talking politics with the older generation so much

[thuviel]

Genuinely so frustrated with my art, idk what to do to make it work 😔

[hoetachi]

y’all wtf is wrong with tumblr!?????

i just posted a deku headcanon and i realized the last line in it was missing even though i just finished writing it and posted it how it was

and i also realized as while i was going back and forth with that hc, i would write and then the whole sentence go missing??????

and then lines will repeat when i save my progress and it’s genuinely pissing me off

[secretlytranced]

i've been brainwashing and edging at least an hour every morning for 2 weeks now and today I can't do it and

idk i guess my subconscious is like screaming and my pussy is aching so badly I just I'm so horny and everything is telling me to go listen and edge and brainwash and make myself a good bimbo slut but I cant and its so odd and frustratingggggg

[scripted-downfall]

I'm reading RWRB now --- literally on page 36 right now --- and Alex's thought processes are so hilarious.

Henry: is mentioned Alex: "ugh he's so infuriatingly gentle and chivalrous and perfect damn he's so frustratingggggg"

Henry: stands in the corner Alex: waxes poetic about him for two paragraphs

Henry: exists Alex: "ugh. infuriatingly symmetrical. innately impeccable. too perfect. must poke."

Henry: is a prince Alex: how many comparisons to fairy tales can I make in the span of two paragraphs

Buddy. The "enemies"-to-lovers pipeline is strong with this one

[ashedrose]

to all my writing partners on here and on discord, ilysm and i'm so sorry i've been so flaky lately! work has really dimmed my fucking writing mojo and it's so frustratingggggg

but i promise i'm not going anywhere and i'll eventually get to those replies and to all your wonderful messages here and discord ok <3

also, fuck my boss!!!!!

[needyme-000]

okay but this….https://www.tumblr.com/needyme-000/768252529439113216/a-lot-of-hard-breathing-moaning-and-whimpering-3?source=share …made me say in my head “poor baby🥺” i understand that pain…. and i may be a very shy person….but i wanted just try and overcome my fear- talking to people- and just yeah….

can i have 🎃 as a anon, since my birthday is close to halloween? (October 28th) 18, she/her/they,

heyyy :)

of course you can be the 🎃 anon, I’m so happy and proud that you reached out. The emoji does really fit to you with your birthday being so close to halloween, this is actually so cool :3

I never thought that I could enjoy teasing and edging myself. I get so worked up when I can’t reach my orgasm but I love it because it just turns me on more and makes me more needy and desperate even though it’s so frustratingggggg sometimes I end up being so sensitive that I really need to stop without finishing because it’s just too much for me to handle heheee

[worldwright]

Good evening !

I saw two acquaintances today when taking the bus. Always like to talk with them. But my day was long and boring

Trying not to drown yourself is hard but tomorrow night I'll be with my partner so everything will be fine

ALSO, "funny" thing, I can be diagnosed with PCOS without even any symptoms except the facial hairs. It's the only thing all the doctors I saw/see seem to believe in EVEN if it makes no sense because I don't have any polycystic ovary. They really don't know and all my blood tests and came back negative but they still want me to be diagnosed with PCOS so thanks ?

I can't get over with the medical staff fucking around with my diagnostics. Like, I have all the symptoms of depression, but nope, for them I don't have it. But facial hair ? YOU HAVE PCOS !!!! PLEASE DO ALL THESE BLOOD TESTS TO CONFIRM IT !!!!! THEY CAME BACK NEGATIVE

ALSO VERY FUNNY I WAS WRITING THIS AND SOME SPAMER SENT ME A THREAT EMAIL AND THEY STARTED BY "Hello, my perverted friend". LIKE. BRO. I READ AO3 FICS ? OF COURSE IM PERVERTED AND OF COURSE I DONT HAVE A WEBCAM. ALSO I DONT HAVE A DICK YET WHO DO THEY THOUGHT I WAS. IM LAUGHING SO HARD MAN. I LOVE SPAM EMAILS THEYRE SO SILLY <3 <3 <3 <3

Have a wonderful morning my friend !

good morning!! I am having a TIME on this work project.......... ughh I'll get there lol

ah that medical shit sounds so frustratingggggg I wish you luck 😭😭

this morning I tried to go chat with my apartment building manager about getting another set of keys (for a catsitter) and they were very late!! so late on fact that I had to just give up and go to work!! because SOME people actually have to adhere to schedules!!!!! but not this guy, apparently!!!! this guy can just show up whenever, and if someone has a problem they can just go fuck themselves I guess!!!!!!! great times :)

the reason I need a catsitter in the first place is because im gonna go visit all my friends at college for a weekend! haven't seen them in a While so I'm super excited :3

here's a picture of Theo to cheer us up

he wants to have a talk with me

OH AND LOOK AT THIS

look at how naive I was 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 "a comedy". wow. it's incredible that I thought that. to be fair I was like six episodes into the 98 series