#Modern Times
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Y/n, texting Levi: *Sends a voice message*
Levi, texting back: I’m a little busy, is it urgent?
Y/n: No. Don’t worry, just listen later.
*Later*
Levi: *Presses play*
Y/n's voice message: THERE’S A FIRE-
#attack on titan incorrect quotes#attack on titan#aot#snk#levi ackerman#levi ackerman x reader#levi x fem!reader#modern times
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movies + letterboxd reviews
#it's a wonderful life#12 angry men#2001 a space odyssey#seven samurai#singin in the rain#red shoes#vertigo#double indemnity#Star Wars#daisies#modern times#blade runner
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The Royal Clipper - Passing Propriano Lighthouse, by claudegailemin
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Charlie Chaplin’s MODERN TIMES premiered in New York City #OnThisDay in 1936.
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Thank u @bioniczombie for the lovely conversion and now we can reproduce the classic shots in ts3😬
#lol forgive me i immediately thought of the ts2 post when i first saw ur conversion#ts3#sims 3#ts3 screenshots#sims 3 screenshots#modern times
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Charlie Chaplin in the 1936 film "Modern Times".
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bodyguard boyfriend to the rescue.
synopsis: your comfort person, aka your secret boyfriend, saves you from falling into the abyss, once again.
genre: angst, fluff.
A/N: this is not my first time writing something like this, but it is my first (very random) public post of such. I hope this is decent enough, I will maybe post more, but I'm not sure. until then, here's this.
warnings: anxiety attacks and overthinking. no explicit mentions, tho, just dark thoughts.
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the walls of the room stare back at you as you sit on the floor. body so stiff and brain so busy running nonstop. almost feels like it would pop legs out and escape out of your scull at any given moment as you lean your head on the edge of the bed. too tired to blink, too tired to move a limb or even get into bed and give your body its long desired rest and warmth.
days like these have always been your most despised. but as hard as you try, you can't make it stop.
nasty thoughts keep on going on and about, keep on getting nastier and darker.
what is it that I want the most? what is it that I dream of the most?
quick puffs of air start leaving your lungs as they run through your mouth, yet you can't seem to breathe. you don't know how to breathe.
what the hell am I even doing. I'm not good at anything. everything I have ever fought for was never by choice. what the hell am I going to do next?
you try and take deep breaths, you really do, but the white ceiling is becoming way too blurry for you liking. everything surrounding you in the room feels too far away from you as the floor is getting too cold and hard.
you try to remind yourself, I'm still young. this can't be just it. I'm too young, I have a lover, I have power, I have much more to look forward to, to wish and dream for..
you try telling yourself that it's gonna be okay, everything will work out just well for me, all I have to do is wait.
but-
you blink. once, twice... you blink as hard as you can as you feel the tears that have been lingering heavily at the corner of your eyes running free. you blink as you try to snap back to reality, to your room, to your bed and to your floor. you blink.
just then, the sound of your phone arises, screaming loud and clear as if saying: here, let me guide you. listen to me and snap out of it.
the weight that's been sinking the back of your head to the bed finally lightens, allowing you to lift your head as you keep on panting for air.
you slowly reach for the phone, praying that whoever's calling will help ease your pain. and your prayers are answered immediately as you feel a ghost of a relieved smile starting to creep up to the corners of your lips.
yoongi..
your mouth feels terribly heavy as you put the phone to your ear, unable to speak while your heart beats so fast and loud in your chest.
"hey...you alright?"
there it is, his voice oh so warm and delicate. so gentle and calm. he is probably worried sick as he realises this is yet another one of your episodes. oh how he hates those episodes.
the caring tone does nothing but fill your eyes with freshly new tears as it embraces your aching heart. it is quite a complex combination of feelings his existence provides to your soul. incredibly healing, yet dangerously consuming.
still unable to utter a word, you close your eyes as you desperately sniff one more time, and he hums. oh, how good you are for me.
"I'm on my way. I'll bring your favorite meal with me as well. we can lay together after filling our bellies and then you'll tell me what it is that's bothering you. a princess should never carry a burden with her."
you smile as you hang up. he never fails to amaze you.
and so, you just wait. sitting in your quarters as you wait for your bodyguard's arrival. for his hands to wrap so tenderly around you as he soothes your sore bones. for his breath to bathe you in warmth and comfort as he pulls you closer to him, whispering words of pure love to your awaiting ears, for your tired brain to listen and oblige as his knight speaks to it.
and you wait for yoongi to bring his love to you.
#yoongi fluff#yoongi#yoongi angst#yoongi drabble#yoongi scenarios#yoongi x reader#yoongi x you#bts yoongi#suga fluff#bodyguard yoongi#knight yoongi#modern royalty au#modern times
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(via "Autumn Blue Cat with Bold Floral Patterns - Unique Art by NoarusRainbowLand" Tapestry for Sale by NoarusRainbowLa)
#findyourthing#redbubble#artists on tumblr#cute cats#egypt#egyptian#ancient egypt#egyptology#bastet#ancient cat#egyptian gods#Halloween#happy halloweeeeeeen#cats#Cats of Tumblr#funny cats#Warrior Cats#christmas#Christmas Party#blue and white christmas#good omens#polka#polka dots#modern times#modern phone case#NoarusRainbowLand
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Isn't it ironic?
There are people who say:
The time has come.
Artificial intelligence is smarter than humans.
And I ask myself:
Which Humans?
#thought of the day#thought of today#irony#ironic#people#our time#our world#the world today#time#modern times#intelligence#artificial intelligence#a.i.#progress#being smart#smartness#cleverness#insight#knowledge#perception#questions#questions of life#human#only human#mankind#homo sapiens#the measure of a man
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Y/n: What if I press the brake and gas at the same time?
Hange: The car takes a screenshot.
Levi: For the last time, get the fuck out.
#attack on titan incorrect quotes#attack on titan#aot#snk#levi ackerman#hange zoe#aot x reader#modern times
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movies + letterboxd reviews
#12 angry men#it's a wonderful life#singin' in the rain#the red shoes#vertigo#double indemnity#star wars#daisies#modern times#blade runner#moviesedit#filmedit#cinema#old cinema#letterboxd
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Huge group of so called Sailor Valentines
It features over 50 shell-works, including Sailor’s Valentines, folk art shell boxes, bouquets, and trinkets spanning the 19th to 21st centuries.
#naval art#naval artifacts#sailor valentines#shell art#barbados#caribbean#england#19th century#20th century#21st century#age of sail#age of steam#modern times
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A Second Chance
Childe x Female!God!reader Reincarnation AU
Trigger Warnings: Blood, death, no beta we die like Rex Lapis
„I will return to you. Pinky promise.“
The whispered promise still lingered in her mind, where it had been for centuries, as Y/N walked through the park outside of a changed Mondstadt, quickly looking before crossing the street so she wouldn‘t be hit by a car, while taking a sip from her coffee. So she entered the park, that looked like it was a bit of a window into a past she sometimes barely remembered for how long it had been. Yet here she could still sometimes sit down and remember, occasionally still having to defend from a few slimes or other elemental beings, but to Y/N it was worth it, if only for the memories. Y/N had watched, as the times had changed after the fall of Celestia, after visions were no longer necessary to control elemental powers and after humanity decided to take matters into their own hands. She had watched as civilizations had risen and fallen, as people had embarked on journeys greater than they could imagine, as lovers had found their way back to each other, proving themselves that true love does exist.
And yet, Y/N thought, mine is the exception. As her lover had never returned, even though he promised. But he had tried, oh how he had fought to come back to her, but in the end it hadn‘t been enough.
And so, to make peace with the past or to not forget it, she didn‘t really know, she began writing down the stories, and adventures she had seen and lived. And she had written many about her once friends, as she felt each of their stories deserved to be told. And yet, as if to mock her once more, none sold better than the Story about the True Love between the Harbinger and the Goddess of Dreams. Although people often complained about the story having such a grim ending. But that was the harsh truth, that some stories did not have a happy ending.
If she listened into herself she could still remember their first meeting as if it had been merely days ago. She had just awoken from a slumber the Sustainer of Heavenly Principles had put her under, so she had decided to join Aether, the brave outlander, in his cause and traveled the world. That was when she had met the ginger haired Harbinger in Liyue, before the Rite of Descension.
In the Guili Plains she had fought some vishaps that had attacked her, she remembered, and was close to winning the fight, growing confident in her powers, as someone jumped into the middle of the fight, flashing two identical hydro blades, and before she knew it, the vishaps lay dead before them.
„Excuse me, but I had that under control!“, Y/N told the young man a bit rudely, who in return only put away the blades, and turned around slowly, grinning.
„Is that so?“, he said, looking her over before looking at her mildly enraged face.
„Yes. I was testing my fighting abilities, not to mention cutting in, jumping in without asking if I need help is rude.“
„I‘m sorry then. I can see now that you are perfectly capable of handling yourself. Maybe I can take you out to dinner, as an apology?“, he offered, while trying to look guilty, and failing.
„Do you always ask out women this way? Try to charm them after saving their lives?“
„So you do admit I saved your life?“, and he‘d smirked, oh that smirk.
„I did not mean it that way.“
„Of course you didn‘t“
„You didn‘t even tell me your name yet“, she bit back then, which he countered„And you didn‘t give me an answer“
„Fine, if you insist.“
„Perfect, I‘m Ajax by the way.“, he said, a dashing smile on his face, and equally smiling she answered,„Y/N“.
A little smile snuck onto her face, before it faded and she remembered how the whole story had ended. It had been centuries, and yet her heart had not healed. Some people you love so much that they leave a mark behind when they go, Zhongli had once said after the Battle against Celestia, familiar of the pain Y/N felt. And sometimes, he had said, they refuse to leave either, returning one way or another. But that was only wishful thinking, she knew, as she looked down at her hands, still almost seeing the blood that had stained them so long ago.
She‘d found the Harbinger after the battle, but instead of being fine like he promised, there was a gaping wound in his stomach, leaking blood just like the dozens of cuts on his body. His eyes had lighted up at seeing her, even if his smile was more melancholic as she kneeled next to him.
„Hey girlie.“
„What… you‘ll be fine. We‘ll get you to Barbara or Baizhu. You‘ll be fine.“
At that, he raised a hand to cup her cheek, making her look at him.
„Girlie, it‘s too late. Even if you…“, he coughed at this moment, she remembered, and he‘d coughed up blood, „even if they come… I used Foul Legacy for too long… my life is spent.“
„No, no, no… This cannot be. There has to be a way, I‘m a goddess, that has to count for something… I can figure something out, I just need time…“, Tears streamed down her face at this point violently shaking her, as she felt his breathing slow down, his voice raspy, „I wish we‘d have that time. But you, Y/N, were the best thing I could have hoped for. You were my dream.“
„Please don‘t leave me, I can‘t… I can‘t…“
„I will return to you. Pinky promise.“
Those had been the last words the Harbinger had ever said. And since then, every year she had returned to the park, to the same tree he had leaned against in his final moments, as if it could somehow make her feel closer to him.
That was when she heard it in the distance by the lake, fighting noices near the lake.
„If it is those damn hydro slimes again, I swear…“, she muttered under her breath, as she ran to the lake, already summoning her powers in her hand, throwing it at the slimes as soon as she saw them, apparently much to the dismay of their opponent.
„And here I thought I‘d get a little practice, but I guess not…“, the guy muttered.
That voice, that voice she had heard in her own dreams for a few hundred years now. It couldn‘t be, could it?
Y/N turned around, her heart beating so fast she would be scared if she weren‘t a goddess. And there he stood, as if he had never been gone, ginger hair tousled from the fight, hydro blades still in his hands.
„Anything particular you are staring at? Wanna spar perhaps after you destroyed my guinea pigs?“
He still had a playful tone, she noticed, but one look told her, that he didn‘t know who she was. Her heart sank a bit, before she caught herself, nearly laughing at the irony of their meeting.
„I… I‘m sorry, that was rude. I just thought someone might need help again and then I jumped in, completely disregarding your apparent dislike for help… I‘m sorry.“
„Apology accepted.“
„Even though, with those blades you wouldn‘t have gotten far against them, you know that right? Hydro vs Hydro and all.“
„Opinion noted.“
She laughed at that, an idea forming in her head.
„Opinion? You‘re welcome. But if you insist, may I take you out on dinner, to make it up?“
He studied her then, something seemingly pulling him in.
„I‘m sorry, I didn‘t get your name, did I? I‘m Ajax.“, and with that he stretched out his hand to her, which she shook, and smiled.
„I‘m Y/N“.
Ajax paused for a second, a feeling gnawing at him, as if he should remember something he doesn‘t, it was easy to read for Y/N, after all she had known him once before.
„Have we met once before?“, he asked, staring at her curiously.
„We kind of did. But I think you wouldn‘t believe me if I told you, it‘s apparently kind of a neverending story…“, she answered truthfully, looking into his blue eyes, full of life this time, and more mesmerizing than ever.
„Try me“, he said then, „maybe at that dinner you offered?“
And he smirked, oh that smirk.
And Y/N smiled too.
Maybe Zhongli had been right, that some people are bound to each other, and maybe Ajax had kept his promise too, he had found a way to return to Y/N.
#genshin fanfic#genshin fanfiction#genshin impact#fanfiction#genshin fluff#genshin childe#genshin angst#tartaglia x reader#genshin tartaglia#childe tartagalia#ajax#ajax x reader#ajax x y/n#reincarnation#reincarnation au#modern times#childe x reader
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