#but i like it :] just a silly little thing for myself and my friend to show off our little toys

[allaboutynn]

THE SPARK BETWEEN US

💐 synopsis — it was good being the maknae of aespa, they always treated you like their younger sister, well Except one member who definitely thinks of you more than that.

⚠️ warnings: Urm idk why I wrote this in first persons POV but never trying that again :/, 5th member reader, avoiding

💬 Rin: first actual attempt at writing something that’s fic related, yay(?) came up to the decision of making this blog my writing fics blogs and created another for reading and interactions!

☀︎︎☁︎︎ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓 ꆭ ᷎ ࣪ 🎀ᩖ ࣪ ۪ ̃ ✿

As I spent more time with the members of aespa, I couldn't help but feel a sense of belonging. They were all so kind and welcoming, always making sure I felt included and comfortable. Karina would often give me advice on fashion and beauty, while Giselle would share stories about her love of food and cooking. Ningning would tease me playfully, but always made sure I knew she was just joking.

But there was one member who treated me differently. Winter would often find excuses to sit next to me, or to touch my arm while we were talking. She would look at me with a gaze that was almost... intense. I couldn't quite put my finger on it, but I knew that Winter saw me in a different light.

At first, I tried to brush it off as mere friendliness. But as time went on, I began to realize that Winter's feelings for me went far beyond friendship. She would make subtle comments, or find ways to be close to me, even when it wasn't necessary.

I have to admit, it was a little intimidating at first. But as I got to know Winter better, I realized that she was genuinely kind and caring. She would do anything to protect me, and make sure I was happy.

And as I looked into her eyes, I couldn't help but wonder... did I feel the same way?

As I pondered my feelings, Winter's gaze seemed to hold mine for a bit longer than usual. I felt a flutter in my chest, and my heart skipped a beat. I quickly looked away, trying to brush off the sensation.

But Winter's eyes seemed to follow me, and I could sense her gaze on me even when I wasn't looking. It was as if she was trying to will me to look back at her, to acknowledge the unspoken tension between us.

I tried to focus on the conversation around me, but my mind kept wandering back to Winter. I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like if we were more than just friends.

As the evening drew to a close, Winter walked me home, her arm brushing against mine. The touch sent shivers down my spine, and I felt my heart racing in my chest.

As we stood outside my door, Winter turned to me and smiled. "Thanks for tonight," she said, her voice low and husky. "I had a really great time."

I smiled back, feeling a sense of nervousness. "I had a great time too," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

Winter's eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I thought she was going to kiss me. But then she seemed to hesitate, and instead, she leaned in and whispered, "Goodnight."

As I watched her walk away, I couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment. But at the same time, I knew that Winter's feelings for me were real, and that she was willing to take things slow.

I smiled to myself, feeling a sense of hope. Maybe, just maybe, Winter and I could explore something more than friendship. And as I drifted off to sleep, I couldn't help but wonder what the future held for us.

The next day, I couldn't shake off the feeling that something had shifted between Winter and me. We had always been close, but the way she had looked at me the night before, the way she had whispered "goodnight" in my ear... it all felt so intimate, so personal.

As I went about my day, I found myself wondering what Winter was doing, whether she was thinking about me too. I felt a little silly, to be honest - I had never really considered Winter in a romantic way before, but now I couldn't seem to get her out of my head.

It wasn't until we met up for practice that afternoon that I saw Winter again. She smiled at me as I walked in, and I felt my heart skip a beat. We exchanged a few pleasantries, but I could sense a newfound tension between us, a sense of awareness that hadn't been there before.

As we began to practice, I found myself stealing glances at Winter, watching the way she moved with such precision and control. She was always so focused, so dedicated to her craft - and yet, when she caught my eye, I saw a flicker of something else there, something softer and more vulnerable.

I felt a pang of curiosity, and before I knew it, I was wondering what it would be like to kiss her, to hold her close and see where things might go. The thought sent a shiver down my spine, and I quickly looked away, trying to compose myself.

But as the practice drew to a close, Winter caught up to me, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Hey, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice low and teasing. "You seem a little distracted."

I felt my face heat up, and I looked away, trying to play it cool. "I'm just tired, that's all," I said, trying to brush it off.

But Winter just laughed, her eyes glinting with mischief. "I don't think that's it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I think you're just avoiding me."

I felt my heart skip a beat, and I turned to her, my eyes locking onto hers. "Why would I be avoiding you?" I asked, trying to sound casual.

Winter just smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I think you know why," she said, her voice low and husky. And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving me feeling stunned and confused.

As Winter walked away, I felt a pang of curiosity. What had she meant by that comment? Was she really suggesting that I was avoiding her, or was she just trying to get a rise out of me?

I decided to follow her, to see if I could get some answers. I caught up to her in the hallway, where she was waiting for the elevator.

"Hey," I said, trying to sound casual. "What did you mean back there?"

Winter turned to me, a sly smile spreading across her face. "I think you know exactly what I meant," she said, her eyes glinting with amusement.

I felt a flutter in my chest as I met her gaze. There was something in her eyes, something that made me feel like she could see right through me.

"I'm not sure I do," I said, trying to play it cool.

Winter laughed, a low, throaty sound. "Don't play dumb," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I know you feel it too."

I felt a shiver run down my spine as she stepped closer to me. "Feel what?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

Winter's eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I thought she was going to kiss me. "You know exactly what I'm talking about," she said, her voice husky with emotion.

And with that, the elevator doors opened, and Winter stepped inside, leaving me standing there, feeling stunned and confused.

For the next few days, I made a conscious effort to avoid Winter. I would take the stairs instead of the elevator, just so I wouldn't run into her. I would sit in a different part of the cafeteria during meals, and I would arrive early to practice so I could warm up before she arrived.

It wasn't that I didn't want to see her - it was just that I needed some time to think. I needed to process my feelings, to figure out what was going on between us. And I couldn't do that with Winter around, being her usual charming and persuasive self.

But as the days went by, I started to feel a little guilty. I was avoiding Winter, and I knew she had noticed. I could sense her eyes on me during practice, could feel her watching me even when I wasn't looking.

And then, one day, Winter decided to confront me. We were at practice, and I was sitting on the sidelines, taking a break. Winter walked over to me, her eyes fixed intently on mine.

"Hey," she said, her voice low and serious. "Can I talk to you for a minute?"

I nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation. I knew what was coming.

Winter sat down beside me, her eyes never leaving mine. "I've noticed you've been avoiding me," she said, her voice gentle but firm. "And I want to know why."

I shrugged, trying to play it cool. "I don't know what you're talking about," I said, trying to sound nonchalant.

Winter raised an eyebrow. "Don't lie to me," she said, her voice firm but gentle. "I know you've been avoiding me. And I want to know why."

I sighed, feeling a sense of resignation. I knew I couldn't avoid this conversation forever.

"Fine," I said, looking down at my feet. "I've been avoiding you because...because I don't know how to feel around you. Okay?"

Winter was silent for a moment, and I could sense her processing my words.

"Because of what I said the other day?" she asked, her voice soft and gentle.

I nodded, feeling a sense of relief. "Yeah. Because of that."

Winter nodded, her eyes never leaving mine. "I see," she said, her voice thoughtful. "Well, can I ask you something?"

I nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation.

"Do you feel the same way?" Winter asked, her voice soft and gentle.

I felt my heart skip a beat as I met her gaze. Did I feel the same way? I wasn't sure. But as I looked into Winter's eyes, I knew that I couldn't deny the spark that had ignited between us.

I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how to respond. Winter's eyes seemed to bore into mine, as if searching for the truth. I felt a flutter in my chest, and my heart began to beat faster.

"I...I don't know," I stammered, trying to sound nonchalant despite the turmoil inside me.

Winter's expression didn't change, but I sensed a flicker of disappointment. "Okay," she said softly, her voice tinged with a hint of sadness. "I understand."

But I could tell she didn't understand. Not really. And I couldn't blame her. I was confused myself.

Winter stood up, her movements fluid and effortless. "I'll leave you alone for now," she said, her eyes still fixed on mine. "But can I ask you one more thing?"

I nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation.

"Will you at least think about it?" Winter asked, her voice barely above a whisper. "Think about how you feel, and what you want?"

I nodded again, feeling a sense of resolve. "I'll think about it," I promised, my voice firm.

Winter smiled softly, and for a moment, I thought I saw a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Good," she said, her voice gentle. "I'll be waiting."

And with that, she turned and walked away, leaving me feeling more confused and uncertain than ever. But also, somehow, more hopeful.

I watched Winter walk away, feeling a sense of relief wash over me. I was glad that the conversation was over, but at the same time, I couldn't shake the feeling that I had just made things more complicated.

As I sat there, trying to process my emotions, I couldn't help but think about Winter's words. "Will you at least think about it?" she had asked, her eyes pleading with me to consider my feelings.

And I had promised her that I would. But as I sat there, I realized that I had no idea where to start. I had never really thought about my feelings for Winter before. I had always just assumed that we were friends, and that was it.

But now, I wasn't so sure. Winter's confession had thrown everything off balance, and I was left feeling confused and uncertain.

I decided to take a walk, hoping that some fresh air would clear my head. As I strolled through the streets, I couldn't help but think about Winter. I thought about the way she smiled, the way she laughed, and the way she always knew how to make me feel better.

And as I walked, I started to realize that my feelings for Winter went far beyond friendship. I felt a flutter in my chest, and my heart began to beat faster. I couldn't believe it. I had feelings for Winter.

But what did it mean? And what was I supposed to do now? I felt like I was standing at a crossroads, unsure of which path to take. But as I looked up at the sky, I knew that I had to be honest with myself. I had to acknowledge my feelings, no matter how scary it seemed.

And with that, I made a decision. I would talk to Winter again, and I would tell her how I really felt. I was nervous, but I knew it was the right thing to do.

I took a deep breath and made my way to Winter's room, my heart racing with anticipation. I had been thinking about our previous conversation nonstop, and I knew I had to talk to her again.

As I knocked on the door, Winter answered with a curious expression. "Hey, what's up?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with interest.

I smiled, feeling a sense of nervous excitement. "I wanted to talk to you about what you said the other day," I began, my voice barely above a whisper.

Winter's expression softened, and she nodded encouragingly. "I've been thinking about it a lot too," she said, her voice gentle.

I took another deep breath, feeling my heart pound in my chest. "I have to admit, I was surprised at first," I said, my eyes locking onto Winter's. "But the more I thought about it, the more I realized that I feel the same way."

Winter's face lit up with a radiant smile, and she took a step closer to me. "Really?" she asked, her voice trembling with excitement.

I nodded, feeling my heart soar. "Really," I replied, my voice firm.

Winter's eyes sparkled with joy, and she reached out to take my hand. "I'm so glad," she whispered, her voice barely audible.

As our hands touched, I felt a jolt of electricity run through my body. It was like the whole world had come alive, and everything felt new and exciting. I smiled up at Winter, feeling my heart full of joy and anticipation.

As Winter's eyes sparkled with joy, I felt my heart skip a beat. We stood there for a moment, hands touching, and I knew that everything was going to be okay.

Winter smiled and leaned in close. "I'm so glad you feel the same way," she whispered, her breath tickling my ear.

I nodded, my heart racing with excitement. "Me too," I replied, my voice barely above a whisper.

As we stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, I knew that this was just the beginning of our journey together. And I couldn't wait to see what the future held for us.

✰𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐀

[girlthatgotawaysdiary]

monthly reviews: January

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overview:

this month was actually so fun, I spent time with my family, went out a lot, and might seem silly but I barely cried during this month !! it was just such a good start to the year. additionally I started school and even tho i've had so many quizzes and exams(which is why i haven't been posting), it felt so good to spend time with my friends again !!

steps taken: 213 527

water intake: 56.2L(almost 2L everyday)

goals achieved:

𐙚 reduced doom scrolling

𐙚 being more tidy and organized

𐙚 reduced my anxiety by a lot

𐙚 chose love and peace over hatred and overthinking over and over

𐙚 got my splits back

𐙚 wrote a book (for school)

things I've learnt about myself:

I used to think that i'm really introverted, but that's not true. i actually enjoy peoples company and i enjoy talking to others and learning about them it was just my anxiety stopping me. but now that i've stopped thinking what others think and im working more on my mindset, i feel its so much easier to talk to others and be myself.

movies/shows watched:

𐙚 sonic the hedgehog 3 -- 3 stars,

𐙚 the man in the white van -- 3 stars

𐙚 bambi -- 4.5 stars

𐙚 the secret life of pets(rewatch) -- 4.5 stars

𐙚 carry-on -- 3.5 stars

𐙚 ad vitam -- 2 stars

𐙚 wolf man -- 4 stars

𐙚 Nabil el Gamil plastic surgeon -- 1.5 stars

𐙚 host -- 2.5 stars

𐙚 a thousand words -- 4.5 stars

𐙚 the big show show -- 2 stars

𐙚 Dubai bling -- I don't rate reality tv !

𐙚 the frog (currently watching)

𐙚 big little lies (currently watching)

𐙚 monk(currently watching)

books read (in a book slump):

𐙚 after i do by Taylor Jenkins Reid -- 4.5 stars

𐙚 my year of rest and relaxation by Ottessa Moshfegh -- 4 stars

𐙚 nothing like the movies by Lynn Painter (currently reading -- 70%)

current favorite song(s):

𐙚 free now - live from vevo by Gracie Abrams

𐙚 hurry up tomorrow by The Weeknd (came out like yesterday but has been on repeat)

𐙚 unwritten by Natasha Bedingfield

vibes this month gave:

laughter with my best friend, early mornings and stretches, going through pinterest for hairstyles, hugging all my loved ones, debating who's in the wrong while watching dubai bling, soaking wet after a swim, holding hands while walking to class, going shopping, studying, making playlists, wellness vlogs, the basement yard, to do lists, going to the movies, fresh flowers, new signature scents, blasting music in the car, petting my cats, sun shining on my face and cold air, hanging out with my cousins, homemade coffee.

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[butchfalin]

the funniest meltdown ive ever had was in college when i got so overstimulated that i could Not speak, including over text. one of my friends was trying to talk me through it but i was solely using emojis because they were easier than trying to come up with words so he started using primarily emojis as well just to make things feel balanced. this was not the Most effective strategy... until. he tried to ask me "you okay?" but the way he chose to do that was by sending "👉🏼👌🏼❓" and i was so shocked by suddenly being asked if i was dtf that i was like WHAT???? WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?????????? and thus was verbal again

[m-to-z-andbackto-m]

(This person makes awesome rambles, I love rambles, I love them so much I do them myself, so please ignore me, I know I'm annoying 😭)

I feel like a fake fan for not knowing about the jars thing (Where was this shown/mentioned?) and not remembering that comic (I recall a couple times NM choking Kills but I don't recall a "Freak" part) and also to be fair he's a sadomasochist so maybe that's why he was called a freak in that situation if I had to guess lmfao 😭

When I was relatively a newbie in the fandom, I had a hierarchy of "Edgy" in my head, first was Error, then NM, Horror, Killer, Dust, Cross, whatever

Let's be honest, Cross is the most normal out of them all, Dust is just him but with bad paranoia and some schizophrenic kind of insanity mayhaps (And also a canon drinking habit)

Back to Killer, I don't think NM would be too worried about losing the leash to his dog, he has a tendency to murder people who break deals with him and he can't be physically hurt so Killer is essentially harmless... Physically, I Said Typed.

Killer would so be just a little weirdo and be all 😊 about it just to freak others out (Sadism, and if he gets scolded/insulted, cue masochism lmao)

Like once he finds out someone finds something he does distasteful, he'll purposely do or mention it more around that person and act all nonchalant/innocent about it

So after so much time with Nightmare, he's had to figure something out, he always does, and thinks it's funny to tick off or unsettle his boss just short of being killed or abandoned lmao

Rq I wanna mention Color, I imagine Killer will hang around him because he liked irritating NM at first, then after some time, he does the little gay boy thing and elopes with his best friend eventually (Can you tell which timeline/comic is my favorite outcome for Killer 🥺)

(Gonna take a moment to appreciate rambling:)

This is why I love rambles guys, seeing people's perspective and thoughts about the sillies is so cool because it gets you thinking about their dynamics differently and provides ideas for story arcs, if you like rambling, you're literally on Tumblr, do it, no matter how cringe, I literally rambled about how I think ectos should work before, hell I rambled about how mer people would reproduce anatomically, literally just do it, someone will find it entertaining/informative, you are awesome, and as always, be gay, do crime

I have a vivid memory of a comic by Rahafwabas where Nightmare calls Killer a freak and is visibly quite unsettled by him (if I remember correctly, it's the same one where he chokes Killer until he passes out while Killer is telling him how to beat his enemies like the ungrateful petty abuser that he is-) and I don't think that's acknowledged enough in this fandom.

Like, even the eldritch horror made of pure negativity that's holding him captive is freaked out by him. And yet I more often see people make Dust the scary one in extended Bad Sanses scenarios. As if that guy isn't literally just a guy who had a particularly bad mental breakdown and has been actively suicidal since. He's the least terrifying of these fuckers, therapy and proper medications would likely allow him to hold down a regular 9 to 5 and I cannot say the same for any of these other guys.

Anyway, rant about Dust aside, we need to make Killer freakier in the horror movie creature sense instead of the horny sense more often.

He literally keeps jars with the remains of his victims, I physically need to see Nightmare be put in the position of the guy who made a deal with the devil and fearing the moment control is gonna slip from his hands the whole way through. All while Killer is simply standing there, smiling. Menacingly.

[elusiiev]

OMORITOBER DAY 14: LIBRARY

i like to imagine spirit mari tossing down her favorite memories for omori to read while peeking around to see omori's reaction :3

i was thinkin of drawing her too, but honestly i wasnt very sure what pose to do and i was a bit tired !!

thanks to @/ntrogensolar for the omoritober prompt list!

extra rant in the tags ab why this isnt a full piece!

[carnivalls]

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See the thing is. I know I'm good at writing. Like I have my weak areas or things I need to improve in, but it's not a skill I otherwise spend a lot of time feeling insecure about because a) if I don't believe in my writing literally who will b) if I want to publish my writing I ought to at least feel a resting level of good about it because editors and agents likely will not be cradling my face like a prize cat and telling me how talented I am while asking for their edits c) I've always had an audience for my writing even at its worst– I started sharing my original works online when I was around 16 & that really helped sell to me the idea of 'there will always be someone out there who likes what you do' d) untalented men never think this hard about the quality of their works and they always end up published anyway and e) I don't have many other thoroughly developed skills so why not have one I feel good about. Having said this. Awkward feeling to realize you're one of the authorial weak links in your postgraduate creative writing degree's social circle

[zebratimw]

Spirit animal SQH

[harteofthehart-ayyy]

//OKAY. RUBBING MY HANDS TOGETHER. I’ve gotten tagged twice (I think) and I’ve been meaning to make myself a little list and now I will begin. I’m DEFINITELY forgetting people so don’t feel bad if you weren’t mentioned. I just have ADHD. That aside, here are the ten that come to mind first!

1. Everyone in the Hoenn server sphere. I’m not tagging all of you because that’s so many blogs but I love you guys and I love seeing your shit on my dash. Astra also @wishmaker-astra, who, despite being Unova-based, is in the Hoenn sphere. The entire Hoennverse sphere counts as one btw.

2. @lemmondrivenbite you guys crack me up oh my god. fujoshi rpf rotomblr blog. I have laughed so hard I’ve nearly started screaming because of you guys.

3. @real-team-luster I love seeing Darrin. This guy is so . out of touch. Out of time out of my head when you’re not around. I’m not fully aware of everything going on with him but it is always fun to see this guy struggle.

4. @pastoria-marsh-official hi Bast I love your marsh blog <3 I love preserve/safari zone shit in general as a citizen naturalist who used to work at a zoo, and I think Pastoria Marsh Official has so much character. Especially using the Japanese names of Pokémon, love love that! :)

5. @skitter-smack BURGY <3 I’m such a Burgundy fan. Follow Burgundy for Digging. We Need To Dig. (And on that note, @sillydex45 too. Sneets.)

6. @equine-fanblog Harte’s son! Love to see the antics he gets into which are basically just him being insulted. Poor guy. I think everyone should go be niceys to him. Or not. Your choice. I’m a huge Lace fan I love Lace.

7. @mimikinyuu I snile when I see slutchposting. I need to interact with you more I feel like our characters would gel.

8. @plasma-king-official oh my fucking god this blog is a riot. SUCKS that it’s Ghetsis and most of my characters have him blocked but this blog is SO funny and I’m SUCH a big fan of how elaborate it all is and all the lore behind it and all the silly shit going on in the background. Very silly blog I love seeing it on my dash.

9. @kantocamping I still need to draw the Harte Koichi zoom call. Waiter! Waiter! Another middle aged man in the rotomblr biosphere!

10. @alolapokemon is an honestly great more realistic look at Alola with a character who lives on a boat. Love seeing the worldbuilding here and the shit you come up with, it’s so cool to read about Lynn’s complaints about…so many things that really parallel real life! Very cool, worth a look!

11. SECRET ELEVENTH @thatfailedpokemontrainer and @battle-subway-ghost share the eleventh spot as Those Guys Who Are Friends who I like to see on my dash :) hi guys

// what if we all tagged our favorite blogs and went to check eachother's favorite blogs out as a result of tagging our favorite blogs. what then

[skeletood]

I absolutely adore the paramount advertisements of all the different boys on the super long couch. So I did the same with some of mine and @deathrock-and-skull​ ‘s AU designs

Full list of AU’s:

From left to right: Gamer Boys, Vaperwave Boys, Lollipop Beavis, Older Girls, Fake-Head, Troll Boys, Zombie Boys, Emo Girls, Demon Boys

And also a transparent version :]

Happy pride!

[outlying-hyppocrate]

i have officially returned. ask me anything.

[kizzington]

Not aiming this at anyone specifically, but I’m genuinely so disappointed & annoyed at the fact no one in my real life circles bothered to reach out to me to check up on me regarding the recent Liam Payne/One Direction news.

[bunnyboy-juice]

my best friend just told me she's gonna show me her regular ass grocery order when she gets home and i seriously cheered as if she said she was coming over Right Now

[0x4468c7a6a728]

i've gotta program something soon...

[red-eft]

i think love is like catching fireflies. you have to get out there and wander in the dark until find what you were looking for. you have to be gentle with it. if you try to keep it bottled up or force it to stay in your hands, it dies or flees in fear. but you can guide it and hold it close without hurting it. it might not always be there but it does always come back. and it glows

[herbofgraceandpeace]

😅

[byrdstrolls]

Bulk anon wannabe

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