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[reginrokkr]

◟༺✧༻◞ Collected Miscellanies #6

Even as I speak, strange events that I cannot comprehend are unfolding in Sumeru City. Fortunately to Tighnari, though he lacks knowledge of the full situation, his intuition has saved him from becoming entangled in it. In Tighnari’s opinion, however profound and esoteric knowledge may be, it does not equal virtue. Elitism and deceit can lead to no good. Ironically, the Akademiya sages who manage knowledge neither comprehend the true meaning of knowledge nor understand the yearnings of human heart. Though Tighnari has rejected them several times still their pleas come, time after time, to his door. Let’s see where exactly the path of stubbornness and ignorance will lead them in the future.                                                                                                                  —Tighnari miscellany.

[...] Good things come to those who are willing to work toward their dreams. [...] Growth means different things to different people. Some simply wish to grow up in peace while others pursue loftier goals. As for Collei, she believes that overcoming the past is a necessary step on the long journey to the future she pursues. This is wise. For to overcome is to move forward, not to wallow endlessly in the past. …Pity that my former travel companion, for all their years of rumination, lacks Collei’s clarity on this. …Or perhaps some situations are simply too complex to be resolved by good intentions and honest effort alone…                                                                                                                 —Collei miscellany.

In my travels across Teyvat, I’ve heard people say that “curiosity was mankind’s original sin”. Perhaps everyone has the impulse to explore the deep secrets of the world, but only scholars can truly fulfill such ambitions. Cyno can relate to some degree. Placing the mysteries of the universe before scholars with a burning desire for knowledge would be like placing a dragon-themed deck from Genius Invokation TCG in front of him... Both are irresistible temptations. Perhaps the Akademiya established the Matra not principally to punish wayward scholars. But rather, to protect them... because the gravest crimes committed in the name of wisdom may be beyond the matra’s ability to punish.                                                                                                                 —Cyno miscellany.

People who have lost their guardian deity often display the greatest interest in the gods. But having never seen a god with their own eyes, the far-fetched products of their naïve imaginations are poor substitutes for reality.                                                                                                                 —Candace miscellany.

I must stress that I am a warrior and in no way versed in the disciples of song and dance. If anyone was expecting my philosophical musings on these topics, I’m sorry to disappoint. But while I am no connoisseur, even I find myself moved once in a while by the sight of an extraordinary performance. Even for the Nation of Wisdom, citing the pursuit of rationality as a justification for refusing to acknowledge the comfort that an audience can find in the arts is sheer arrogance. When groups clash or human ideals conflict with the rules of the world around them… disputes of this nature most often arise from the inability to tolerate the existence of that which is different from oneself.                                                                                                                —Nilou miscellany.

[santhropomorphy]

A recreation of my favourite scene in game.

[introspectivememories]

"evan, i find you adorable". adorable as in able to be adored. as in capable of being adored. as in i find you worthy of adoration. adorable, from the latin adorare (to worship) to adorabilis (in the sense 'worthy of divine worship') to the current day adorable. as in maybe if we had made it to the movies or if eddie didn't show up, i could've showed you just how much i want to worship you. as in i look at you and there is a font of adoration in my heart for you. adorable as in i flew into a hurricane with you and yet this date is a thousand times more thrilling than that. adorable as in there is a person in your building who saw me jump up and down like a little kid in the lobby after i had kissed you for the first time. adorable as in i kissed you and immediately thought fuck i could do this forever if he lets me. adorable as in i want to press kisses to your birthmark. adorable as in i spent the entirety of the days leading up to our date wondering about you, if you liked your coffee with two sugars or one. if you liked storms or if the lightning strike had put you off on them all together. if you liked cats or dogs or if you were the kind of weirdo who liked goats instead. if you thought about the kiss as often as i did. if your stomach tangled into twisted knots as saturday drew closer. if you would be agreeable to sitting in my lap. if you would blush as prettily as you did the day i kissed you. if your world also realigned when our lips met. if our orbits had matched up now that we flew into a hurricane together. if the gravitational pull between us had finally been too strong for either of us to resist that night in your loft. or maybe, more simply, adorable as in, "evan, i find you adorable."

[foxaoxarts]

BEE KISS TOMORR- *dead* /j

If anyone wants to watch me drawing this like a little victorian child then the timelapse is below the cut 🤣

(FLICKER WARNING. It's all through out so be careful!👍 )

[flowerakatsuka]

💕 kuroba first date outfit

OC OUTFIT DOODLE ASKS!

the place kuroba and karamatsu go on their first date to is a pretty expansive garden and requires a lot of walking so the outfit they go with is on more casual comfy side. they definitely put how comfortable it is to move in to the test after having to outrun the rest of the sextuplets trying to sabotage kara's confession plans.

( also, i envision him wearing the outfit from the 2nd anime paradise cafe collab on that date. )

[fisheito]

@halfetirosie @fallencelsetial Reply that makes me cheerfully repeat it outloud . then Reply that makes me instantly drop my smile

[princessithaca]

'i love you, i'm sorry' by gracie abrams is a literati song to truly such a devastating degree. i will be on the editing software tonight good god

[keii]

I found peace in your violence

[amiharana]

Magnet as a revalink song👀?

i hope this was referring to the vocaloid song 'magnet' i only know like three vocaloid songs and those are World is mine, romeo & cinderella, and irony (but the lizz robinett eng cover) ☝️😀

i also realize now that this is the song with the extremely intimate 'staring longingly into one another's eyes while our butterfly headphones mics are intertwined' album cover and i couldn't be anymore pleased to enthusiastically announce that YES, that in itself is so revalink 😋 where is the fanart for it i need it so bad

miku!revali x luka!link, but here's my live slug reaction to the lyrics. (i skipped the first verse, but i used a mix of this video and this vocaloid lyric wikia to look at lyrics. lmk if the translations are wrong or if there are better interpretations!)

I'm wrapped around your finger from the lips to the tongue Even if this is something that cannot be allowed, The flames jump higher still

if there's anything that anyone should know about me as revalinker, it's that i'm completely obsessed with the idea of link always being wrapped around revali for cuddles, for napping on him, etc., and revali just letting him because he's so fond of link he can't and won't say no. link is wrapped around revali's finger (his wing?) physically; revali is wrapped around link's finger metaphorically.

and for the next lines, consider the idea of revali with this warped idea of loving and being loved in his status as a champion, and him trying to maintain a boundary between the two of them. he tries to find every excuse why he and link can't be together even though he's desperately in love with link anyway; they're champions and have responsibilities to their people, they're foils to each others, they butt heads too often, they're too different to be together, or what would the other champions, or the people of hyrule think if they knew they were together? and yet still, they can't help but continue to seek each other out and intertwine and wrap around each other once more.

Every moment, it's harder to restrain myself If this is love, I want to wear it on my sleeve The "strange feeling" turns into an unbearable longing I would follow you to the end of forever

OH MY GOD. I CAN'T BREATHE. STOLE THE BREATH OUT OF MY LUNGS. there's a reason why i said luka!link i was like THESE LINES. THIS IS LINK RIGHT HERE.

going back to what i said about revali trying to keep them apart for all his stupid reasons, link disregards all of them because he wants revali and he knows revali wants him, too. he knows revali just wants to protect the both of them from anything that could tear them apart or anyone who could oppose them, but who cares what others think? if link hadn't already vowed to silence, he would wish to declare his love for revali for the rest of his days, to wear his heart on his sleeve proudly.

the last two lines. oughghfj. ougugh! i'm screaming crying shitting pissing and throwing up. oh god. i love slow burn for revalink so bad, especially link taking forever to realize that he's in love with revali but when he finally does, he's completely devoted. link being like "what is this feeling. i'm supposed to hate your ass but um. i kinda can't live without it." KJDHFJKSDFHJKSDKJFH he would have followed revali into the afterlife and dragged his soul back if he could

With a heart that has gone astray, We will melt so easily That there's no free time for us even to feel each other's tenderness

thinking about link who puts his duty as the wielder of the sword that seals that darkness over his own happiness, over his own love for revali, because that's his responsibility, his purpose. what else was he made to do?

thinking about revalink who will never get the chance to love each other, to hold each other close and look upon each other fondly and sweetly because of that damned calamity. there's no place for tenderness in these prophetical battlefields. they were always doomed to never be.

What has been repeating is not our dream, But the unmistakably realistic "we" If we touch, I know we can never go back, But that's fine; you are everything in the world to me

THEY'RE SO CLOSE. SO CLOSE YET SO FAR. i'm telling you, revali, it doesn't have to be this way, you can have link if you just choose to be with him 🥹

but also i was talking to @senchee the other day about an au timeline split where it's like avengers: endgame when captain america goes back in time to be with peggy. what if after totk, link went back in time to be with revali. haha. "if we touch i know i can never go back" when he gets sent back in time by rauru or something, it was actually just to send his spirit to see the champions one last time as a fulfilled wish, and rauru tells him not to touch anyone in the past because he'll get stuck there with no way of returning to the present if he does (but rauru is fully aware of what link is about to do 😋)

hylians and rito aren't long lived, especially not over a hundred years if that's how far back link went, but when link doesn't return from the past, rauru takes zelda to rito village goddess statue, where there is now a tablet on revali's landing, memorializing link and revali :)

As dawn breaks, I become uneasy and end up in tears When you whispered, "It's alright", did I hear tears in your voice too?

it's giving the scene in 'pinesong' by aperplexingpuzzle when revali cries every time he watches the sunrise. i love that fic so much i need to go back and reread the revalink bible.

if totk link went back in time to be with revali, do you think he'd cry at the sunrise too, counting every single sacrifice he had to make to be back here again?

and lastly,

I want you to embrace me, I want you to tell me that you don't think this is a mistake I want you to kiss me, I want you to remake me, I want to drown in this moment of captivation I'm drawn to you like a magnet Even if I left, we would find each other again Let's become one; I can never go back but that's fine You're everything in the world to me

oh my god. oh my god. i can't move. you people are gay 🫵😧🏳️‍🌈

revali may speak verbosely, decorating his intentions in all sorts of flowery words, but for link, desire is plain. it's so easy to fluster revali with such simplicity; what better way to convey it with such directness?

[aurantia-ignis]

We have yet another "RANGER'S APPRENTICE MOVIE CONFIRMED AND COMING RIGHT UP!!" announcement I'll believe it when I see the trailers LOL

[grassbreads]

I've been speed-rereading through a bunch of Tai Sui excerpts because I'm making a post that requires a bunch of quote screenshots, and dear lord I forgot how many scenes in this novel give me fucking shrimp emotions.

[drakonovisny]

BUREAUCRACY IS HELL

[vaguenotions]

Oh, yes, I just love your unannounced sleepover where you both come back from the bar after carefully avoiding telling me that's where you were going, and also neglecting to tell me when you'd be home! I definitely do not want to knock you on your ass and take a bat to your dome! That would be rude and unnecessary :)

Oh yes, please do start talking about shit amongst yourselves and make me feel isolated and othered in ny own room! These moments are what I live for, of course. Naturally. Who would ever have any issues with this arrangement at all?

[fazcinatingblog]

dammit, i thought i had comedians behind me for the anzac day game because when draper got a holding the ball free kick they said "he just draped all over it" TURNS OUT THEY WERE QUOTING 2 GUYS 1 CUP. frauds.

[osaemu]

GOJO SATORU: ❛❛ CAN I PUT YOU ON HOLD? ❜❜

.ೃ࿐ he picks up the phone in the middle of fucking you. NSFW

contents: fem!reader. cunniligus, lil' bit of dirty talk and more... i'm too tired to type it all out </3

author's note: idk personally i wouldn't take that.. but i guess i would if it was satoru. anywaysss enjoy

satoru's a busy man — balancing his responsibilities as a teacher and as a sorcerer is no easy task, but he finds a way to make it work.

anyone who's known him for longer than a minute can easily tell that satoru's committed to his line of work. as much as he complains about it, the truth is that it's one of his top priorities. maybe even the first one.

and you get a taste of just how devoted satoru is when he picks up the phone in the middle of fucking you. 

"hello?" satoru cooes, eyes focused on your indignant expression as he holds a finger to his lips. "yeah, i'm free to talk. what is it?"

"free to talk?" you mouth at him incredulously. satoru replies with a wink and grins, enjoying the show. you're still pinned underneath him, bedsheets haphazardly strewn across your body, and satoru savors the sight of you all needy and pouty.

"yeah, take your time," satoru says amusedly to whoever's on the other side of the phone after a moment. when you reach up and swat satoru's chest indignantly, he uses his free hand to pin your wrists above your head, a clear warning in his eyes.

after a couple of mhm's and of course's, the conversation still isn't over. your patience is waning — who is satoru to just stop in the middle of fucking you to pick up a phone call and say that he's free to talk?

you try to distract yourself by thinking about the mindblowing sex you were having just minutes ago. the longing, glassy stares; the red scratch marks down satoru's back; and of course you couldn't leave out the words.

"fuck, you're taking me so well, sweetheart." "atta girl, you're a natural slut, aren't ya?" "your pussy was made to be fucked by me, wasn't it?"

how did that turn into "yeah, make sure the higher-ups know about this, otherwise they'll give me hell for it. mhm"?

after another bland minute, satoru rolls off of you and sits up with his back against the headboard, sheets falling to expose everything from his waist up. 

you whine in impatience, glaring at him like a sullen child. satoru basically just edged you — one second you're about to get to best orgasm of your life, the next you're forced to watch your boyfriend chat on the phone nonchalantly as if he wasn't just moaning your name like a slut three minutes earlier.

satoru shoots a glare at you and pats his lap, pressing a finger to his lips as a reminder to stay quiet.

well then, he shouldn't have picked up the phone in the middle of fucking you.

you scoot yourself into his lap, purposefully positioning yourself so that your pussy just barely rubs against the head of satoru's still-dripping cock.

it's so worth it when you hear satoru inhale a sharp breath and start to squirm under you, somehow both trying to push himself inside but also trying to inch himself away. it's like he can't decide, but the way his face flushes red speaks volumes.

his voice is breathier than normal as he squeezes his watery eyes shut. "yeah yeah, that's perfect. you mind if i put y'on hold for a sec? alright, thanks."

you glance over at satoru as he retracts the phone from his ear and puts it on mute. not even a second later, he's back on you, manhandling you into a position where he can comfortably eat your pussy, a cheeky smile on his lips.

"you think you're so fucking funny, don't ya?" satoru cooes, looking up at you as he eats you out sloppily. a mixture of his saliva and your essence drips down his chin, and the lewd sounds slipping from his lips are pornworthy. the wail that slips out of your lips when satoru bites down on your thigh hard enough to leave a mark is anything but appropriate, especially when he presses his lips back to your pussy and laughs in the middle of tonguefucking you.

"fuck, you're so lucky my phone's on mute right now," satoru groans, still buried in between your thighs. "god, if my old man could hear you now—"

"your dad's on the other end of the phone?!" you gasp, swatting satoru's head and frantically reaching over him to check if the phone was actually on mute — knowing satoru, it could've just slipped his mind. intentionally.

satoru scowls, muttering a reminder for you to stay still while he eats his dessert before rolling his eyes and grumbling "what does it matter?"

"uh, that's embarrassing!" you whine. when satoru nudges his nose against you again, you reluctantly spread your thighs for him so he can continue his meal. satoru mumbles a thanks, but he doesn't respond beyond that.

"satoru!"

"what??"

"don't you have to finish your call?"

satoru sticks out his bottom lip, fixing his cerulean eyes on you and pouting. "you were just complaining about the call and now you want me to go back??"

"it's your dad, satoru," you groan, pushing his shoulders away from your legs and ignoring his protests. "you don't get any more pussy until you finish that damn call."

"i hate you."

"love you lots, baby."

satoru sighs dramatically and unmutes the call, not bothering to respond to his dad's questions with answers longer than a word or two. after another minute of this, his dad finally hangs up and satoru lets out an elated cheer.

he turns to you with a mischievous smirk. 

"now, where were we?"

[sunsetsimon]

blue collar simon ♡ because i'm going insane

pt 2 here

☼ he's waking up around 4:30am most days, due to starting at a new job site that gives him a longer commute. he's grumbly when his alarm blares, quickly turning it off and sitting on the edge of the bed for a minute to stare off and come to. his footsteps are quiet as he heads to the bathroom, brushing his teeth and giving his face a rinse to clear it from sleep. simon makes sure to keep his hair short, only needing to run his fingers through it to tame a few wild pieces that stick up on the side.

☼ most mornings you get up with him, his alarm waking you up even with as quickly as he turns it off. "go back t'sleep love," he leans over, cupping your cheek lovingly as you try to blink the sleep out of your eyes.

"gonna pack your lunch si," you say, so quietly he almost doesn't hear you. he knows better than to argue though, you're already up and nothing is better than having you help him get ready for his long day.

you slip on one of his hoodies on your way downstairs, practically swimming in the fabric as it rests on your mid thighs, hands covered in the long sleeves. his heart swells, you look so cute when you're tired and stubborn, refusing to let him leave without a proper lunch.

☼ he's not able to talk much throughout the day with how busy he is. sometimes you only get a quick 2 minute call while he's scarfing down his lunch, complaining about how their project manager was being a dick that day.

"'right babe. gettin' back to it so i'll call you when i'm leaving, whenever the fuck that'll be."

"okay si. i love you, be careful."

"always am. love you."

sometimes you get lucky with a random picture of something on the site, having no idea what it is you can only respond with a "what am i looking at?"

"fuckin' dumbass rookie can't mark out a straight line to save his fuckin' life."

whatever the hell that means. simon thinks it's funny though.

☼ comes home with new cuts and bruises everyday, the wrap on one of his fingers soaked with dirt and blood. his hands are cut up and scarred, calloused and rough to the touch but you still love them, those hands provide everything for you. you're constantly having to remind him to clean under his nails after a long day though, refusing to be touched until they're squeaky clean.

☼ he never gets home at the same time, a supposed-to-be 10 hour shift can quickly turn into a 12 or 13 depending on how much work needs to be done. not a week goes by when he doesn't have overtime, and though he makes a lot of money, he's fucking exhausted when he gets home. lazily unlacing and kicking his boots off at the door while coming in, practically with a limp, his knees and feet fighting to not give out from pure exhaustion.

still finds the energy to shove his dirty hands under your shirt though when he catches you at the stove preparing him a plate. his unkempt stubble scratches your neck as he inhales your clean, addicting scent. planting soft kisses along the skin, you almost melt into him until you smell him, dust and sweat clouding your nose.

"ugh simon! you can't be all over me while you're dirty," you whine, trying to pull away from his tightening grip on your hips.

"can't help it when y'look so damn good. missed you all day," he grumbles, pulling your ass back against his growing bulge in his work pants, thrusting against you through layers of clothing.

"eat and take a shower first, then we can talk," you give him another shove - much to his dismay. apparently he wasn't as tired as he thought.