#i'm bored and tired and these bring me joy

[copper-sands]

look upon my trinkets boy (gender neutral)

[chevvy-yates]

winter time sadness.

[godmademewithoutarms]

Gotta say chat. These mental illnesses. They're really kicking my fucking ass

[ellequarius]

How I Manifested $50k USD

Hi!!! I'm gonna tell you guys how i manifested $50,000 for my dad. So basically my dad had a bunch of credit card debt because he wasn't getting paid very well at his job. This had been going on for a couple months and he had racked up at least $7,000 on his credit card. He brought it up a lot and we'd have to start budgeting and stuff. Anyways a few days ago i wanted my hair done and my dad said we couldn't afford it. This deeply annoyed me for like two days but then i was like "wait, I could just manifest him some money." I've never really manifested large amounts of money like this purely because of limiting beliefs that i've had. Anyways i picked the first number that came into mind, $50k. I was in class at the time and was bored out of my mind and i was just like "fuck it." So i affirmed 3 times that my dad has received 50k and went on about my day, i affirmed any chance i remembered too and i think on the 3rd or 2nd day I woke up one morning and i heard my dad cheering and practically jumping for joy. Now mind you it was like 5am and i had only gotten like 5 hours of sleep (it was midterms week) and I was a little tired and i wondered why he was so happy and i thought to myself "oh must be the money i manifested him". Since then there's been no mention of the credit card debt, and when i asked him to bring me to get my hair done he said yes with no other comments! (im actually getting my hair done as i write this!) I saw his Bank of america transactions and that he received the exact amount that i affirmed for! Now idk if taxes is gonna take some of that money away but I am very proud of myself.

Sorry if this post was really long, I haven't posted on this blog for awhile but i promise i will be more active!! I also listened to adambjas "I am in control" tape a lot and this one https://drive.google.com/file/d/1yeGwSoOmOt4fUIG-wAzXJSBOcCoTLQvd/view?pli=1 , which I think helped a lot.

I ALSO FORGOT TO MENTION that i deleted tumblr off my phone cause i was overconsuming info and i was just getting stressed tf out. I think deleting tumblr was the last push i really needed.

[yesimwriting]

what have felix and lovie been up tooooo

considering i recently got back from my first ever trip to england they are extra alive and well !!! this would have been up sooner but i stopped to take a small break and fell asleep for awhile 😭

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The hazy feeling swirling through your body has made the rest of the world feel like mush. It'd take a strength you can't quite grasp to not lean into the sensation, so you let it take over.

Your eyes fall shut. You give yourself a beat to enjoy the feeling before lifting a hand to wipe at your face.

The world seems to shift. Something soft brushes against the side of your face. The feeling is so gentle it borders on intangible. "Y'okay?"

Felix's breath is warm against your ear, as gentle and fleeting as the sound of his voice. You shift back just enough to really look at Felix. He's staring at you, eyebrows pinched together slightly. "Yeah," you tell him, "Just a little tired."

He watches you for a long second, taking his time reading your features. "You're high."

The corner of Felix's mouth pulls upwards, a lazy smile that only adds to your haziness. It's hard to not reflect his joy. You can feel the grin tugging at your lips. "Not that high."

Felix shifts, not exactly straightening or leaning away from you, but he does lift his chin slightly. You watch him curiously, unaware of much until you feel his touch against your chin. His fingers curl beneath your jaw, thumb pressing against your chin.

The warmth of his touch is so consuming you can't bring yourself to wonder what he's doing. You're too distracted by the sensation to even react to Felix tilting your head. Sometimes you wish you could melt into him.

"Should never let you do anything with Farleigh." Felix's voice remains too light for the comment to feel truly passive aggressive, but there's a hint of something else there. You're too drowsy to guess at it.

Smoking with Farleigh while in Felix's room with several of his friends is hardly the most outrageous thing you've ever done. Felix was busy entertaining his other friends, so when Farleigh offered, you had been bored enough to accept. Besides, the joint had been passed around to over half the people in the room, and those that hadn't smoked had been too drunk to do so.

"I don't know," you mumble, "I don't think he's that bad."

Felix sighs, his breath warm as it the side of your face. "You complimenting Farleigh?" His hand slips away from your chin and onto your shoulder. "I've lost you, Lovie."

You shake your head once, fighting down a grin. "You're very melodramatic today."

He's closer than he needs to be, and you're terribly glad for it. Felix is always pretty, but now you can make out the little details. The golden flecks of color tinging the dark brown of his irises, the length of his eyelashes, the light splattering of freckles spread out across his cheeks and nose.

The corner of his mouth tilts upwards, a small dimple etching itself into his cheek. "You bring it out in me."

You're sure that the perfect, lighthearted response is patiently waiting for you to stumble onto it. Your lips part, but no words come. Anything logical feels far, like it belongs to some other version of yourself that's currently away.

"Are you tired?" The question is so genuine, an honest answer almost tumbles out. Sure, you're feeling a little more out of it than you thought you would, but you don't want to bring down the mood. You press your lips together and shake your head. "Really?"

You nod, keeping your expression as neutral and put together as possible. "I'm okay."

His eyebrows pinch together. "You want to lay down?" Felix straightens, setting his hands against the mattress. "For a little?"

While you have nothing against taking a nap in Felix's bed, the two of you aren't alone. There are people everywhere, leaning against Felix's desk and sitting on the floor. There's even a girl sitting on the other side of Felix, on the same bed he's telling you to lie down on.

"It's okay." You sit up a little straighter in an attempt to seem more awake. "I don't want to bother anyone."

Felix leans back a little more, his weight settling on his forearms. "No one will care."

No one will care if he lies down on someone's lap randomly. The thought almost slips out before you can stop it. Maybe you should lay down for a little. You nod, "Okay."

Felix places a hand on your arm, keeping you steady as you move to lay down. You set your head on his lap. Felix drags his knuckles against your arm, back and forth with a consistency that settles you.

You're in a place between asleep and awake when you hear someone mention some club opening in the city. Mira, the other girl on the bed gasps. "We should go--we should totally go." There's a beat of silence, and then she asks, "Felix?"

"Hm..." He hums, his hand never stalling on your arm. The last thing you can make out is someone repeating the question.

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[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FROM A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES *  assorted dialogue from the novel, adjust as necessary

don't feel bad for one moment about doing what brings you joy.

be glad of your human heart.

has anyone ever taken care of you?

i heard you scream.

i figured that would get you to stop crying.

stop? don't pretend you care, human.

what is that bruise?

before you start yelling...

do you lie awake at night to come up with all your witty replies for the following day?

i'm tired and lonely, and you're the only person i can talk to without putting myself at risk.

you can leave if you're just going to insult me.

i would have been gentle with you, though.

pity those who don't feel anything at all.

when i kill, i do it slow.

killing is easier in pants.

i didn't want to consider what the punishment might have been.

we're too powerful, too bored with immortality, to be checked by anything else.

i wanted you everywhere. i was drowning in that need.

i don't particularly enjoy losing, so i took it upon myself to become good at them.

what's it doing?

why are you telling me this?

i don't think it's absurd at all.

remember the last time you ignored my warning?

fear no evil.

would you like me to grovel with gratitude for bringing me here?

i might die of surprise. you made a joke, [name].

your hair is... clean.

when the legends get written, i don't want to be remembered for standing on the sidelines.

look how you're trying not to cry out in terror.

i didn't want you to fight alone. or die alone.

you don't hold on to power by being everyone's friend.

each of us has a beast roaming beneath our skin, roaring to get out.

against slavery, against tyranny, i would gladly go to my death, no matter whose freedom i was defending.

i love you. thorns and all.

for someone with a heart of stone, yours is certainly soft these days.

we need hope, or else we cannot endure.

i threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.

you look... better than before.

it's a rare day indeed when someone thanks you for bringing them to their death.

if i offer you the moon on a string, will you give me a kiss too?

you humans are truly grateful creatures, aren't you.

well... goodbye for now.

you didn't ask.

the answer to the riddle is love.

you don't look half as bad now.

everything i love has always had a tendency to be taken from me.

i wouldn't want to die alone.

you didn't need to bargain with me.

how am i to blame?

the tunic isn't as pretty as a dress.

what have you done to me?

do you ever stop being so serious and dull?

make it go away.

i'd prefer not to wear that dress.

do you ever stop being such a prick?

i would have taken a very, very long time.

i'd want someone to hold my hand until the end, and awhile after that.

you didn't tell me this would happen.

your human joy fascinates me - the way you experience things in your life span, so wildly and deeply and all at once is... entrancing.

i'm drawn to it, even though i shouldn't be, even when i try not to be.

there was nothing that could slow me down.

i don't know why i feel so tremendously ashamed of myself for leaving them.

all those years... what i did for them... and they didn't try to stop you from taking me.

you might have gotten away with it.

i came to claim the one i love.

i hadn't thought of it as a weakness until now.

[lightlycareless]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8K3KxtG/

I feel like if this happened to Naoya after he let his hair go natural he’d probably be booking an appointment to the salon that day XD

Heya anon!!!

OMG HAHAHAHAHAHAH I love how we all agree that Naoya dyeing his hair black once his roots show (or just not dyeing it at all) is like a bad idea lmao. Just like the top comment said, it was the only thing keeping the family together 😂😂😂😂

Anyways, this was such a treat to write. I'm always down for domestic yn/naoya shenanigans + our adorable naomi!!!!

warnings: none. fluff. naoya regrets his life. lol.

Happy reading!!!

Naoya deciding to dye his hair completely black wasn’t one that he chose personally, it was simply… a consequence of his surroundings.

He’d been out on missions for too long, that his dye naturally began to fade out, showing his dark roots and prompting him with the idea of…

“All black?” you ask; both were on videocall when he suggested the idea—Naoya stationed in some remote village he was deployed in, still days away from returning. “I haven’t seen you wear that look since… forever I think.”

“Naomi definitely hasn’t seen me like that.” He comments, and at the revelation, you gasp.

“Oh my god, that is true!” you smile. “Do you think she’ll notice? I don’t think so, she’s still pretty young… Though I know she’ll be happy to see her handsome papa again! Black hair, or not.”

Naoya smiles.

“I can’t wait to come back home either; it’s been horrible without my two princesses.”

“Well, hurry back! We’re tired of waiting for you…”

Naoya takes it seriously when you tell him to hurry, quick to finish whatever mission he was in before catching the earliest flight back home, but not without making one last stop; he usually dyed his hair by his own at that point, was considering so too…

But he wanted to make this a special surprise. It had been quite some time since he last mentioned it, so he’s sure you’ve probably forgotten about it by now, thus setting up the perfect opportunity to carry out his plans.

To say that he was excited about this whole ordeal was an understatement. Naoya was really looking forward to this change, and all because of one simple reason: Naomi’s reaction.

Ever since his little bundle of joy was born, life had become far more enjoyable, even with the littlest, most mundane of things. All had become a thrilling adventure he couldn’t wait to share with his daughter.  

Naoya never thought he’d ever come to enjoy the wonders of being a father, always thought it to be tedious, boring. And most importantly, fated to be with someone he wouldn’t care for.

But then you happened, and with time, little Naomi, completely changing his perspective of life.

Whatever thing he did, the sight of his adorable baby girl would cross his mind, wondering what kind of reaction she’ll have for the new toy he’ll bring her after the mission, her cute babbles whenever telling her of his day, as if she knew what he was saying…

Or in this scenario, if Naomi would be able to recognize him after completely dyeing his hair black.

A part of him hopes—no, knows so, because he knows his baby girl to be very attentive, and there’s something sweet about a daughter being able to distinguish her father through all circumstances.

Luckily, he won’t have to wait much to get his answer, for as soon as his hair was done, he went straight back to the estate, not even bothering to let you know beforehand (just to add to the surprise), eventually making a beeline to you, quickly taking you in his arms before you could even muster a hello and kissing you—it’s only when he pulls away that you’re able to acknowledge him, and his new hairstyle.

“Naoya! You dyed your hair black!” you bubbled, threading your fingers into his locks to relish both its softness and nostalgic color. “And your home too!”

“I did.” He smiles, leaning in to steal another kiss. “I’m home.”

“Ah, I missed you so much.” You sigh, resting your head against his chest. “Please tell me you’re not leaving until much, much later.”

“2 weeks.” He says sorrowfully—it’s more than last time, but still…

“…Well, let’s not talk about that anymore—let’s focus instead on our time together, with our adorable baby who missed you so much!”

“Where is she?” Naoya asks with unparalleled enthusiasm. “Is she awake?”

“With my staff, and yes, she just woke up actually!” You say, grabbing his hand and guiding him back to your shared bedroom. “Let’s go, now—I want to see her reaction to your new hair color!”

Just as you foretold, little Naomi was happily enjoying the company of your loyal staff, Mariya, Haruko and Hitomi, who treated your adorable baby as she were their own niece, taking her wherever they could when you’d unfortunately end up caught up with duties, which Naomi didn’t mind, if anything, she was all to happy to be spoiled rotten (even more) by her aunts!

And how could she not? With all their gifts and antics, Naomi was nothing if not overjoyed to be the center of their attention!

Yet, nothing they did could ever compare t0 the happiness of seeing her father return home, the papa that you always made sure to remind her loved her very much, even through the distance that is often imposed by his job.

Once the family is reunited, your staff bids their regards to Naoya before leaving, allowing much needed privacy for the sweet moment that is to occur next. they leave to give them much needed privacy,

“Naomi!” Naoya says as soon as he laid eyes on his little bundle of joy, swooning when noticing the cute romper you’d dressed her up in, the same one he got her a few weeks ago: the yellow one with a little duck stitched in the front pocket. “My little mochi, I’m home!”

He reaches for her, extending his arms to pick her up and give her all the kisses and hugs he’s been holding onto since he left, completely forgetting about the reaction he so desperately wanted to see—

But the moment he does so, Naoya feels his baby tense up, a soft whine escaping her lips as her chubby little hands attempted to push him away, a reaction so different to her usually bubbly, welcoming personality, that his heart couldn’t help but shatter a bit in return.

“What’s wrong, dumpling?” He asks. “Did you miss me that much?”

“Nnngah!” Naomi cries as she attempts to push him away once more, but Naoya persists, that is, until a sharp wail makes him realize it was something graver.

“Naomi, why are you crying??” Naoya frets, attempting to comfort her by gently rocking her—to no avail. “Is it your diaper?? Or are you hungry??”

It takes you a few moments to understand what’s happening, but when you do, you’re not even able to laugh about it, too preoccupied instead in comforting your poor crying daughter, who was upset from innocently confusing her papa for Naobito’s son #27.

She shouldn’t be blamed—couldn’t. Naomi was still in the age where she has difficulties setting apart those that similarly look like her father, after all, like the rest of Naoya’s brothers.

Naomi was only able to calm down after you took her back into her arms, the only person she seemed to recognize at the moment, gently bouncing her until her cries eventually diminished.

But the damage was done, and as soon as your little mochi was placed back onto her crib, too tired out from crying, Naoya rushes straight to the exit, mind set on one thing:

“I’m dying my hair back blonde.”

“Naoya—It’s just a matter of her getting used to you!” you gasp, attempting to stop him. “You don’t need to do that!”

“I don’t want her to cry because of me ever again.” He insists. “I’ve already arranged the appointment; I’m heading out now. And while I’m at it, I’ll also buy Naomi more toys, hopefully she’ll be able to forgive me.”

“That won’t—” you wish to push the idea out of Naoya’s mind, tell him that perhaps he’s exaggerating, but you could see the sadness in his eyes, that notion that he genuinely believed needed this to feel better about himself.

So, you let him, giving him a kiss while asking him to not to do anything outrageous; Naoya’s spending could be quite… excessive when upset, you’d know that better than anyone. Although something tells you it might be worse now that Naomi is involved…

Nonetheless, by the time Naoya returns with his hair effectively back to blonde, Naomi is now able to identify him as her beloved papa, cheerfully reaching out for him to receive her well-deserved dosage kisses and hugs, as well as all the toys he brought along to ease his mistakes—it’s almost like that unspeakable incident never occurred! Much to Naoya’s delight.

And while upsetting at the moment, this is an anecdote you’d eventually recount with humor in the future, about the time Naomi didn’t recognize her father because of his hair dye, and how Naoya almost went to the end of the world to redeem himself.

Though both would deny it, of course. Thankfully, you have a good memory.

I'm sorry I had to call Naoya Naobito's son #27 but let's be real, they all look alike (In my hc that is) HOW COULD NAOMI NOT CONFUSE HIM? HAHAHAHAH Poor man, well, thankfully Naomi forgave him once he fixed his mistake :) you won't see Naoya with black hair anymore, though you'd come to regret not being able to "relieve the good ol days" 😳😳😳😳

Anyways, thank you sososos much for sending in this I LOVE DOMESTIC AU WITH NAOYA our redeemed little dork. Ah, I really needed this after last chapter's ordeal 😏 keep 'em coming 🤭

Now, take care, and hope to see you soon!!

[thinkingotherwise]

He's so cheeky, my little outlaw - I adore him

I'm your idiot

Cidolfus Telamon x reader

As the leader of Hideaway, Cid took it upon himself to provide the equipment needed for their base. And so, he frequently visited cities to barter with people and also have something to relax after the tiring days of work. You somehow tagged along to a couple of the trips feeling a little too trapped sitting only in the Hideaway.

Cid knew that taking you with him to the city would be a mistake. You were like a magnet bringing trouble wherever you appeared. You always told him it was because others were too dumb and couldn't take on constructive criticism, and well you just weren't that patient with them. But in reality, you were his troublemaker. The little spark of excitement and chaos in his already adventurous life.

It was so easy to predict how the whole outing would turn out even before he saw you running towards him. He was almost fooled by the grin on your face but when he saw a couple of soldiers behind your back he relented. A sigh left his body and smoke filled his vision momentarily. He put down the cigarette from his mouth and quickly downed the rest of his drink, some of it spilling on his leather glove. The cup made a distinct sound as it touched the counter.

The sound of footsteps grew louder and your chuckle echoed in his ears. He turned in your direction only to be immediately swept as you grabbed his hand and pulled him behind you. "Well, hello. Please do enlighten me, why are we running this time?" His voice was playful but also unimpressed as he kept up with you moving through the streets. "Later, now we need to lose them." You replied sending him a swift wink which made him snort.

In front of you appeared a crossing and your eyes followed the different ways to decide which one would be the best but just before you made up your mind your arm went flying toward Cid as did your body. He pulled you to his side and through a little alleyway to a wooden bridge that proved to be a good enough hideout.

Your back touched the side of his chest as his hand sneaked around you and covered your mouth. The sound of surprise that you let out was quietened by the leather covering his palm and he sent you a cheeky grin when you side-eyed him. "Just a moment." He muttered quietly in your ear. When the footsteps of the soldiers that were following you disappeared his glove left your face and you wiped your lips with your hand right after. "Did you drink again?" You looked at him with a grimace that he didn't invite you but sent you out to do his job.

"Just a little taste while I was waiting for you." He replied swiftly but when your eyes still bore into him he added. "I couldn't start working with my mouth dry." You hummed at that and opened your mouth to say more but he continued trying to change the topic. "So tell me now why were the soldiers following after you?" His grin appeared again and he leaned his back against one of the wooden poles that were holding the bridge.

"Pff.. Don't think I'll forget about it when you change the topic. But just so you know they were playing around making more work for the people here." You told him shortly omitting most of the stuff that happened and he knew exactly why. Cid was very aware he would be listening to you talk about it on your way back to the Hideaway so he was the one to give up on the topic. "You're such an idiot." He summarised but his voice was full of affection and teasing. His eyes met yours and you waited for him to continue. Waited for the famous 'but'. Yet it didn't come and you furrowed your brows. "But..." You started wanting him to continue on.

The silence was getting louder and you looked around becoming more impatient before your gaze fell to him. His smirk made you even more irritated. Your eyes squinted and you slapped his arm to make him talk. "What?" He let out in between his deep chuckle. Seeing you irritated like that brought him joy and paid him back for getting you out of trouble. Not wanting to let him win fully you pursed your lips. "But I'm your idiot." You stated and leaned closer to him sending him a little wink.

Keeping you still in suspense he brought out a cigarette placing it in his mouth. Your hand went to snatch it but he grabbed it between his own fingers moving it to the side. His face then closed in on yours and he placed a quick kiss on your lips. "Yes yes, my idiot." The words were muttered keeping the distance to you as close as possible before he pulled away. The cigarette found its way back to his mouth and he lit it easily before emerging from under the bridge and moving deeper into the city making you follow after him with a pleased smile on your face.

[momotorin]

heard u were down for fluff asks i’m craaavvving mina content like maybe a silly snowball fight and she’s so quiet and reserved but so determined to best your ass after u throw one at her

crystal flowers

fluff | childhood friend!mina x fem!reader | as always, MEN DNI!!!!!

i'm very festive about winter (i haven't even touched snow ffs)

it's christmas break. finally, you could unclench every single muscle in your academically tired and worn body; laying flat on your best friend's penguin printed sheets.

"hey," she nudges at you, hands still steady on her controller, playing the last few chapters of zelda. (which she probably finished over the course of the semester, but she's doing it because she wants to know the other plotlines.) "move, what the hell, dude!"

"are you seriously dude-ing me right now?" you raised an eyebrow, and you scoffed, finally moving your body away from the surface of the bed to sit down. "i can't believe you."

not a single response from her. just a bunch of clicking, more clicking, and a sigh.

you pout beside her, like the little mini pincher on her lap, your adoptive child, ray-chan.

mina glares at you, one that was full of happiness as she breaks into a laugh. "what?"

"nothing," you nudged at her. "done with your game?"

"you bet," she sighs, pressing the start button to exit the game completely. "it's extra chilly today, don't you think?"

"yeah," you let out a little 'brr..' as you rubbed on your hoodie clad arms. "hot choco could be really good right now..."

mina laughs, "tell that to my mom," she says, laying on the bed, facing you. ray follows shortly after, snuggling between the space of the two of you. mina happily pets him, "i think he's bored, y/n."

"probably," you let out a little snort as you pet him as well. "he probably got bored seeing you do your little game instead of paying attention to him," you cupped ray's cheeks. "didn't you?"

"i think you're the bored one here," mina laughs. "anyways, there's a snow advisory. we can't bring him out either, you know, since he's quite..."

"yeah, i know," you sighed, petting the golden fur of ray. "but can we?"

mina smiles, lips tight and eyes closed as she stretches her legs. "park?"

"definitely," you smiled, sitting up now. "i'll buy the hot choco."

"fair enough," mina breathed as she stood up. "i'll get taiyaki then."

hours later, after a thousand nudges at mina and her controller, you squeal in joy, finally standing up and kissing ray goodbye for a while.

mina let the snowfall pass, so that you're left with leaps of snow in the park.

you sighed, the white fog coming out of your mouth.

mina looks at you, quite concerned, "what are you sighing about, pretty?"

"pretty?" you repeat, in disbelief that mina said it as a compliment. "you're trying to get me to buy the taiyaki too, don't you?"

mina blushes under her knitted scarf, "n-no," she stutters, watching the steps of her boots leave traces on the snow covered pavement. "it's just that, you're actually extra pretty today."

"quite the sweet talker, aren't you, minari?" you jokingly wrap an arm around her shoulders, almost bringing her down to your height.

you two arrived at the park shortly after. the stalls, the playground, and some kids making snow angels on the pavement; it was all too familiar with you two.

"let's go," you held mina's hand, going to the hot choco stand. "can i get two large ones please?" you asked, handing over a bill, still not letting go of mina's hand.

you two went to your favourite seat, covered in white, probably wet snow.

mina laughs as she wipes away the snow, trying to salvage her convenience of seating. "oh well," she sighs, not finding any luck. "can't believe we're standing up."

"you've been sitting for like 12+ hours in front of your nintendo switch rig, dude, even nature doesn't want you to sit anymore," you joked, blowing on your hot chocolate, cooling it down a little before it meets your tongue. "anyways, mina, mama invited you and your parents to come over at christmas eve. she's been planning a little exchange gift thing with your mom, i think."

"oh!" mina suddenly exclaimed. "mama told me about that too," she remembered. "she asked me to help her finish knitting some scarves. i think it's for your mom."

"that's so cute." you commented.

"what, you want one too?"

"of cou-" you cut yourself off mid sentence. "yeah! of course! are you going to make it for me, minari?"

mina shrugged her shoulders, "not a big deal, actually," she smiles. she's so fucking cute holding the cup on her hands with her penguin mittens on, you say at the back of your mind, the awe reflecting on your face, and mina laughs at it, "in one condition."

"what is it?"

"buy me the mclaren f1 tecnic lego set."

"mina!" you exclaimed, kicking a small dollop of snow to her. "i am generous, but i'm not a jesus type of generous. try something a little... in my budget. i could buy you one, yes, but like wow i could never with that set."

"what do you mean you could never?! your allowance is literally like... 10,000 yen more than mine. you can do it." she fakes her encouragement, trying to get you on your good side to buy the set.

"look, you have your dad. you have your mom. heck, you even have kai-san," you sighed, trying to block her request. (you actually got the set already, but you want to give it on christmas so no spoilers!) "i don't want to be like... your sugar mommy or something."

mina laughs, "i mean, you look like one all the time, why den-"

"shut up." you nudge at her as you finish your cup of hot chocolate. you two went to the nearby trash bin to dispose of both of your cups, and went back to the playground.

"well, it's good that no one's on the swing." she mentioned.

"i don't think the kids would appreciate having wet asses," you laughed, looking at your shoes. you remember, the snow was quite thick, and you pulled mina to the little valley of snow that formed on one of the slides. you form a ball, a small one, round, and threw it at her. "merry ch-"

"no." mina threw a much bigger, more scattered snowball at you, hitting your face almost.

"i'm still not getting you the set," you threw one back, and you saw mina making a bigger one. "oh-"

you run away, trying to find another dollop of snow in the park to form into a ball and throw at mina.

she hits you, directly at the back, making you slow down a bit, "you're getting me that!"

you threw one back, one of the same size, but you didn't expect that mina had a bigger one she was holding onto as she had her hand placed on her back.

you two ran around the park for a good 10 minutes, having pointless fights with snowballs. (mina argues that it could be snow triangles, snow rhombuses, or simply just snow because she just wanted to throw some at you.)

you finally settle down in the middle of the park, feeling the snow around you, not the pavement, and mina was above, attempting to throw another snowball on your face.

"stop, please," you smiled at her. "let's just... lay down, okay?"

mina gives up the moment she sees you smile. she puts the pile of snow just beside your ear, and she lays down beside you.

you reach out for her hand, like you always do, and you feel a drop of snow lay crystals on your cheek.

and it begins, the parade of a thousand pearls as you close your eyes, just feeling the snow go and whip all over your body.

mina admired you as the snow fell. at how your nose crinkles the moment snow hits the tip of your nose, how red your ears got, how your grip got tighter, and how you closed your eyes to feel.

fuck it, she says to herself, as she pulls you to her, removing her penguin mittens to fully cup your cheek, and kissing you.

you jolt your eyes open, melting into mina's touch, as the snow falls on you two.

mina pulls away, breath staggering in both anticipation and anxiety.

you smiled at her, putting your hand on the side of her waist, pulling it closer. "do you really mean it, minari?"

"i d-"

you pulled her into a kiss, once more leaving her breathless as you shared it under the snow. mina laughs, breaking the kiss, laying her forehead against yours.

the snow falls, and it fills mina's senses— the coldness, the warmth, the redness, and the sight of you looking at her with the love she's been looking for in everything.

[bakersimmer]

Hey! I love your Miller Legacy. The way you run it so amazingly and how many generations you've played is amazing. How do you not get lost in all of this? Do you keep a notebook or something? How do you plan everything? Do you have some kind of plan for the story of each character?Sorry for so many questions. But I'm just curious, because I never manage to get past even one generation. And I'm just curious how you didn't get bored with the game? Also, where did you get those WooHoo Frenzy tem

Hey! 👋🏻 Thanks 🤗 I'm sorry this answer is so long! 😅🙈

This is not my first attempt. I didn't even start this legacy with the idea that it would be something long-term. I just wanted to enjoy the game and renovate a house.

I followed the renovation challenge rules. I had so much fun. And then it hit me: I need specific goals to stay engaged. The mistake in my previous attempts was that my ONLY goal was to have kids and move on to the next generation. I kept doing the same thing over and over and over again.

I give each of my heirs a story, but only just enough to reveal what drives them. The more you flesh them out, the harder it becomes to let them go. So it's a delicate balance. Let's say you have to like them but not love them.

I use each new generation to discover something new about the game. (Or about a mod). I've had this game for years, but that doesn't mean I know or have done everything.

I don't have a separate notebook or anything. I just do what feels interesting. I try not to do the same thing twice in a row. It's boring, and boredom makes me want to abandon things. If I see that the goals I have set are unattainable, I replace them with new ones because frustration makes me want to give up. I can give you an example based on the last generation. The Lovestruck EP was released when I had already started with the new generation, but I wanted to explore new features that came with the EP. So, I adjusted this generation's goals and life. I had a plan, but I changed it.

I get bored (more like annoyed) when I force myself to do things that don't bring me joy. If I feel like I have to play to have something to share here, I immediately feel like I hate this game. When I'm tired and open the game, again, big no.

First of all, I think I have amazing mutuals, and I love their sims. But there's another reason why I ask for sims from other people. When someone takes time out of their day to create something for me, I feel it's only fair that they see the results of their effort. If I asked for a spouse and then abandoned the family, it would be like saying, "I don't value the time and effort you put into this." That's not something I ever want to do. It's a strange way to keep myself accountable, but it works for me.

I made that template.

Whoever made it to the end deserves a medal 🥇

[floxtingdrm]

𝘼𝙡𝙚𝙭𝙞𝙩𝙝𝙮𝙢𝙞𝙖

(N): the inability to express your feelings.

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: Angst

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬: Furina de Fontaine

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞: On

𝐓𝐲𝐩𝐞: One Shot

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐬: they/them

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: Conflicted of the way she's supposed to feel, what path of loss should she take, how can she be like you? Tell her, Creator of Teyvat.

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Violence, Sagau AU themes, spoilers for Fontaine Archon quest storylines. This story is only a second branch linked to the Sagau Au that I'm working on and is not the main one, there will be a very huge difference compared to the one I'm working on.

It’s like you're underwater… the world quietly embraces you as you fell from the stars, did you remember anything as the sound of a loud splash occurs and attracts the unsuspecting creatures? How could you when you’re already too busy falling asleep at the bottom of a lake? 

Ah… could the creator not hear the gentle song of joy that their creations are singing? The return of such a noble and loving soul to its children, this could only mean hope and prosperity towards the creatures who have always prayed for their return.

(Y/n), you who sank to the bottom of the lake unable to remember who you were before coming to this land, can you face them? Your creations who do not even remember your face, except for the guiding voice you’ve always been towards your vessels, resent you for leaving for so long. 

The waters which surround your injured and sleeping figure brings you the tales and troubles of what happened while you were away, though you already know these tales haven’t you? 

A blond traveler and their silver companion walked on the soil of Teyvat, they who claimed to have been your vessels, your apostles. Though their name brings hopes and joy to those who are “humans”, just the mere thought of them to any other creature stikes fear and terror to the heart of their beings.

“They’re approaching Fontaine soon…” You opened your eyes slowly finding yourself surrounded by fishes and curious creatures.

“It will be a while before they finish their involvement with Sumeru..” Should we get to know you a bit more? But then again you have no time to think for all that’s on your mind right now was finding a safe spot to hide before the blond traveler finds you.

“You’ll find a safe spot for me to hide right? I trust you all.” The water current gently pushes you away, you don’t know where in Fontaine are you right now, but you definitely aren’t close to the Fortress of Meropide.

The trail of red blood, your trail which bleeds life into Teyvat remains to be un-tampered. The waters of teyvat cannot heal you nor can anything else if anything, for a god’s creation cannot heal them. You can’t feel pain however since your body is as fragile as a human’s obviously you’d get hurt, as gentle as the skies tried when first delivering you into Teyvat it still could not be gentle enough and hurt you.

Truly you do not understand the connection between you and the land of Teyvat, because if you did then maybe you would have understood why, Teyvat no longer dreams of your return for so long…

Somewhere else…

Bored figure above the crowd, what are you looking for in the crowds of peasants and fools? She was a noble in every way yet so flawed and faulted, the perfect human, of course she cared about those voices who talked about her every move.

It’s the weight of the crown she’s wearing right? Isn’t she tired of pleasing them? The people who could stare at her in awe and contempt, doesn’t she ever feel like running away from her problems?

“Is it worth it?” The whispers in her head render her useless, relying on its encouragement to continue walking for the day.

“This isn’t how you’re supposed to smile, fix those corners” mental images began appearing, how many days has it been since she stood in front of this faulty mirror?

Perhaps she’s gonna break under all this pressure, but this eternal act must never fall, no matter what extend this stage forever as she continue to dance and play for their love, perhaps it wasn’t even their love she was looking for but the approval of a figure she doesn’t even know of.

‘I can’t hear anything, I don’t know anything’ she’s denying it again, denying the fact she knows what’s gonna happen next. 

‘Oh Creator of all creatures, can you at least give me peace of mind as the years have gone by? I wish for oneday… where I have no need to be the ‘Hydro Archon’ no more’ However no matter how strong or sincere the wish is, even Furina knows that the Creator has long gone from Teyvat’s memories… because of that incident. 

“Lady Furina there is something we think you’d like to see.” a cold and strange figure behind the door of her study snapping her away from her daydream, Furina coughed and returned to her ‘god’ demeanor.

“Very well then, enter.” A gentlemen in dark colored clothing, she remembered his father and the ones before him… ah, so it’s something related to the rising sea levels matter. 

“Lady Furina, the matter is that…” 

Oh? How interesting… a prophecy, long ago but not too long after the prophecy that the people of Fontaine shall dissolve into the sea and the Archon shall be left crying on her throne, a prophecy which had been mysteriously erased from the people’s memory.

A star bright enough to be mistaken for the sun shall fall in Teyvat’s embrace, carrying with it the remnants of the past and the answers to the future, when the waters rise and the creatures dance, the star shall leave and a trail of blood shall follow where it goes.

Furina remembered that prophecy long ago, the one prophecy which no longer seemed to be remembered by anyone else but her it seems, even Neuvillette does not understand of the said prophecy she talks about oh so often, eventually Furina kept this prophecy to herself and let the world seemingly forget of it’s existence all together. 

However the news that this informant has brought her… this one truly is fulfilling the first part of the prophecy, a bright shinning light had been spotted across the night sky not too long ago, just like that same light 500 years ago. However not knowing whether this could mean sometime interesting or important Furina decided to dismiss the informant temporarily after getting information of the location where the star was said to have landed.

The water levels are rising faster after that star had landed, it might seemed like useless worry but Furina is afraid, the prophecy never truly mentioned what would become of the star and only the result of their appearance to Teyvat. Trails of blood… should she start looking into this dangerous matter?

“I don’t know what to do anymore… not only do I have to solve my prophecy now I am at risk with another one.” She stared at the floor tired and devastated, how does she compare between threats? The one that the people know of or the one that has been erased from Teyvat’s very memory?

Your mission... what plans did you have when you first arrived in Teyvat? You weren't sure however you did sense a sort of familiarity towards the land and it's creatures, you have yet to meet anyone else such as the "archons" or inhabitants of Teyvat.

"To take responsibility... but this was never your realm."

"It was still my mistake"

"You have until ?̴̨̩̘̗̪̯̅͆̽̆?̴͙̖̉͊̓̈͗̏͆̐̕͝?̷̹̞̻̫͚̝̭̮̫̏̒̑͂͗?̷̖̠̖͙͉̝̠̇ to solve it"

Ah, a flash of memory strikes you, your mind hurts as it tries to remember why and how you ended up here in the first place, it seemed you were the one who prevented yourself from remembering your purpose here.

Bandaging yourself up from the minor wounds you had from falling earlier you felt the water currents try to push and play around with your figure, though not a god, you certainly aren't some mortal being, something similar to a Demi-god or some sort.

"Enough with that, we have preparations we must do if we are ensuring the other region's safety." You had all the information you needed from the water, water carries the memories of all living beings, whether if it was drank, on the sidelines or even spilt, the water hears and memories it all.

Your plan was to make a barrier between Fontaine and the rest of the world, should the day ever come that the prophecy is filled nothing too drastic would happen if the water overflows and influences the rest of the world.

It's too late to try and stop the prophecy, not like you had a chance to stop it in the first place, however you did have a chance at preventing a bigger catastrophe and try to find a way to slow down the prophecy from happening.

Unfortunately for you, you didn't have enough materials to start making the barrier runes however that shouldn't be a problem if you could collect them in Fontaine. You can't expect all the ingredients for crafting to be in Teyvat seeing as some of them could be unique and a specialty for where you came from.

"We'll have to replace some ingredients but that's okay, whatever it is it shouldn't be too much of a problem." with the list in your hand your current goal was clear, ingredient hunting.

Why did you even come into Teyvat in the first place? If the memory and intensive headache wasn’t already evident you have no idea why, perhaps you previously did something stupid and as a result were punished to be confined to Teyvat and stay there until your memory comes back, but if that truly were the case then why wasn’t all of your memory erased?

Another one of your theories for this was you witnessing something so disgusting or weird that it shook you so much, you had no choice but to run away and erase that part of your memory, and if this was true then maybe that part of your memory is connected to Teyvat and this land. However ultimately you had a feeling it was also connected to your teacher… the person who was in that blocked memory, you don’t know what transpired between you and your teacher but it definitely wasn’t that good.

Oh well, it’s not good to get distracted from your original goal and forget why you’re even here, you do not have forever to live and will die just like any human, getting distracted is the last thing you want on your list. 

You were lead to a village full creatures they called “Hillichurls”, you could feel remnants of curse on some of them though not all… however it’s not like you can break such a curse, if you don’t know the full story and origin of the curse breaking it could lead to more disastrous problems… like the last world.

The creatures were agitated upon seeing you however they didn’t seemed to be hostile and allowed you to calmly walk freely in the village. 

“Let’s see… I might need these, a little bit of that, probably a handful of this.” You were collecting a material called ‘Star tears’, despite the poetic name it’s basically a type of star dust and for some reason had been infused with the belongings of “Hillichurls”.

“Hm? You want me to make a replacement for the things I’m taking?” The Hillichurls dance and spoke as you looked through their stuff, looks like you have to make them something in return for the things.

“Don’t worry I’m not taking your stuff just erasing some bad omens on it.” The glittery dust on your hand shimmers as you continue to collect them, oh boy, this was gonna take a while.

Furina was a bit shocked to see that the scene where the supposed star was supposed to be… turned out to be completely normal!! Nothing!! Not a single crater or dead plant, it’s as if it was all an illusion.

“H-How could this be?! Did that-?! Ughh…” she was frustrated at the fact she had been lied to, she couldn’t understand why but now that she’s here she might as well take a break and enjoy the scenery.

It’s quiet… it’s too calm and quiet, she’d expect slimes and hillichurls to be popping out right and left since it was normal for this region to have them spawning but… it’s as if they’ve disappeared into thin air.

But this was good right? Here, she could probably rest her mind and not get worried about being attacked, maybe she could cry her heart out now that she’s in the middle of nowhere. It’s comforting… as if the creator had heard her words from earlier and gave her an excuse to temporarily break from her duties and role as the “hydro archon”, it’s a wonderful feeling as she realized she could breath the first time in a long time.

Slowly lying down on the grass the world lured her to sleep, the gentle sea making waves, the soft winds blowing, and her feeling tired and broken, she’d fall and slowly slip away from reality. 

“A nap wouldn’t hurt anyone… right?” An answer she would never receive, who knows how long she’ll stay asleep, but maybe long enough for someone to spot her.

You walked back to your hidden space with a bag full of star tears, the stuff was all over you including a hillichurl mask, very friendly creatures, you have no idea why they would be mercilessly killed though… maybe it was something different between your aura and others?

Teyvat’s ecosystem was very lively and diverse, more than the ones where you came from at least, compared to the rest of the worlds you’ve been through you could say it was… pretty mid, sure the scenery and landscape was nice and pretty but that was all. You couldn’t really find another reason to settle down or stay in Teyvat, not when your final goal was to travel and explore, despite having limited memory of your home plane and almost none of your life before this you still want to travel.

Stuffing the bag full of star tears inside your inventory you decided to call it a day and rest for now, the sun was already down by the time you stopped collecting star tears so for now you decided to spend that time to rest and collect your thoughts for the night. 

“Oh?” light blue hair and noble like clothing, unique lashes, and an obviously sleep deprived look on her face, who was this girl sleeping in the middle of nowhere close to the place you were residing?

At first you wanted to pay no mind to her, yet after standing there for a while thinking of all the possible benefits you might get from her judging from her appearance, you decided to save her from her miserable fate of being in danger and princess carry her into the waters with you.

The young girl on your bed seemed like she was having a nightmare, tears spilt for her shut-closed eyes, she’s whimpering as if someone hurted her, she was in so much pain. It shouldn’t bother you, it doesn’t involve you, she doesn’t have anything to do with you, you drew a line between her and you, never intending to cross that line and help the crying girl.

It’s cold underwater, even when you’re in an drier and not as cold part of the waters, everything was still so cold, it’s not like you weren’t bothered by the sticky feeling of your clothes hanging tightly on to your frame but you just chose to simply not mind about it. But what about the girl? Sniffling and shivering with the lack of heat and freezing cold waters, ah, you really don’t want to get involved.

“Forgive me for my lack of decency,” you pulled her closer to you “ but I really don’t want to see someone dying from being cold.”

You feel like a pervert for crossing the line and holding a girl so close to you like this, considering there’s no flammable materials near you at the moment and if you left her alone to go find the materials something might happen. Boredly you traced her facial features, a beauty indeed for your standard but if anything you aren’t attracted to children who are below 400 years old, that was about how old you were at least, you don’t remember how old you truly were, but you’re definitely older than the average human.

“You’re… the perfect example of a human I’ve seen so far,” beautiful yet so tragically fragile, you wonder what lead the girl to have laid so defenselessly and tiredly so “you’re so interestingly weird with that curse on you.”

It’s cold… it felt so cold being asleep, why did she feel so lonely for some reason? It’s like she was underwater, it’s calm and serene yet so lonely and dark compared to the surface world, it’s simply too… suffocating for her.

“Furina… why did you abandon them?” she doesn’t understand why, who was telling her this? Where was she even in the first place, blinded by the dark and sadness of the warters. She who is being judged for all that she has done so far in the name of “hydro Archon”.

“Do you not hear their pleas?” it’s too much, make it stop… unconsciously trying to reach for her ears she try to block out the words and sounds that she hears, it’s too much, it’s al simply too much for some one like her to handle. “ You’re so heartless”

‘Creator, where are you?’ she silently pleas holding her body as if she was going to break any moment, the pain was too much for her to bare, how was she to move if the weight of her guilt was holding her down? ‘Let me hear your voice just once, even for a moment I want to have hope.’ but there was nothing there, nothing to catch her tears or listen to her pleas.

The darkness of her nightmares engulfing her slowly but surely, she was losing her mind having to dance and play someone else for so long, a never ending torture to her life. For a moment she felt at peace with the cold and suffocating darkness, and slowly it stopped scaring her, like an old friend she finally opened her arms to embrace it.

“Is this what you really wanted?” A voice she’s never heard before, yet a feeling of warmth and relief washes over her like a wave of sea on a summer day, who was this?

“How can I continue when I’m already at my limit?” she’s weak, oh so weak, how come the barriers that she put up seemingly start to crumble now?

“...Don’t ever stop or give up ever again,” she’s angry at those words, they’re just stupid meaningless encouragements others spew, so what if she continued? There’s no grand prize waiting for her at the end…

“What do you know about giving up or stopping?!” her bailed fist swung at the direction of the voice, yet it only hits a barrier between her and the voice, it’s so frustrating… “You don’t even know what I’ve been through, you stupid, incompetent, pathetic voice in my head!!”

She played the role of a god, and will always play according to the role of “Hydro Archon”, so then why in this part of her mind does she let go of that mask and become one with “Furina”? Why was she wavering and growing weak only now after so long on her throne and stage of endless night?

She’s frustrated, she’s angry, she’s confused and so so lost in her own mind, she doesn’t understand what she has to do anymore, the voice in front of her in this dream right now… she hates it. With her clench fist in frustration she starts hitting the invisible wall, letting out all the anger and frustration onto something that is the result of her own mind.

“You’d never understand, you’d never see,” the walls which slowly crumble with each hit, she’s still so lost in her emotions “yes I won’t stop or give up just yet, so listen to me!!”

With her last hit the invisible wall broke like glass making her fall into the deeper darkness in front of her, the weak yet beautiful human, you acknowledge her perseverance. 

“I’ll listen to you,” gently you traced her tear stained face, her eyes still so full of life looking up at you in surprise “so wake up, Furina.”

Jolting out of her sleep, Furina breathed heavily trying to calm herself down, after a minute or so she began to look around and noticed that she was in one of the underwater ruins, the barrier between the ruin and the water was clear but that wasn’t what her attention was on right now, it was on the strange figure sitting close to the barrier seemingly playing around with strange gold-like dust. 

“Y-You! Where am I and how did I end up here?” however the figure did not stop and continue to inspect the glitter, standing up the figure dump the whole bag of glitter onto the ground “Can’t you hear me?! You’re in the presence of a god, mind your manners and praise me will you?”

“...Patience is a virtue, dear god, and I’m performing a task.” Huffing her chest, Furina looks pissed, but in reality she’s curious on what they were doing.

You combined the vial of Primordial seawater together with star tears, nothing seemed to react out of the ordinary, for the ritual in making the barrier to work you have to also combined another element, which is in fact your blood, long story short as the person to form the barrier it is your duty to preform and replace the missing ingredients so to apply with the last missing material which is the blood of the elemental sovereign of water, you had to use your blood which qualifies for some elemental properties. 

“So, how should I address you dear god?” The long silence as you both stared into each other’s eyes, it seems she’s slowly realizing who you were.

“You… you’re the voice in my dream.” An empty smile, Furina has seen a smile like this many times, she knows just by looking at those (e/c) with specks of light like stars however those specks of light quickly die out, your eyes are like a quiet and dead night sky. “Drop the act, how much do you know about me?”

You only stared back at her, not sure how to answer her, to be able to sneak into someone’s mind was one of your skills, it was an underhand trick taught by your mentor a long time ago on a mission. Normally you wouldn’t be able to get into her mind like right now when she’s awake and her mentality is strong, however, when the target is weak and defenseless and their mentality is at the worst state possible then you would have a chance to take a peak.

“Even without the ability to know as much as I do right now,” a pitiful look on your face, why do you look like you’re pitying her for no reason? “I already knew from the moment I touch you, you were no more than an ordinary human cursed for some reason.”

“What proof do you have for that accusation?! Don’t you know it’s a crime on Fontaine to accuse the Hydro Archon with no proof?!” This wasn’t the first time someone had accused her of being a fake god, but still she can’t let down the act just yet.

“You’re right, I have nothing to prove that you’re not a god yet, but deep down inside you knew, didn’t you?” temporarily throwing your cloak away you take out an old and rusty dagger, how long have you kept it in your coat? “Whether or not you answer me doesn’t matter, feel free to leave now that you’re feeling better.”

With one swift action, you stabbed your left arm and winced at the pain, Furina in horror starred as your blood shimmers like glitter in water, as if you were controlling your blood, the liquid combined with the dust was used like ink on a strange looking type of stone in your palm.

“Excuse me~” A blink of an eye and now you’re suddenly in front of her, she falls behind out of surprise however you caught her by her waist and let her lean against you, you both still ended up on the ground but at least it’s only you who’s in pain right now “Well that hurts…”

“...What are you doing?” you calmly dust yourself off and help her stand up, while also taking a few strands of her hair.

“Making a barrier rune! Though I don’t think you’d ever seen one like this before.” Breaking your calm and gentle demeanor, Furina was surprised to see this child-like attitude and look on you. 

Your smile was beautiful, it’s strange for Fruina seeing as she’s never felt like this before, you had this sort of light glow on you when you both first met, even in her dream where she met you she was awestruck with how god-like you look in her dreams, if this was true then maybe the comet… you were the comet that fell from the night sky. 

‘A star bright enough to be mistaken for the sun shall fall in Teyvat’s embrace, carrying with it the remnants of the past and the answers to the future, when the waters rise and the creatures dance, the star shall leave and a trail of blood shall follow where it goes.’ 

That’s the prophecy wasn’t it? However you don’t look nor feel like a hostile person nor someone searching for something they have lost but… more likely it then not you’re just here to explore and look at the land. You looked like a traveler solving riddles and finding something new right now but before that… you were like an ancient being who had seen everything.

“You know, Furina, I really love this world” You’re lying.

“I love the people and creatures I’ve seen living and laughing” You’re lying again.

“I love the beauty of this country you’re trying so hard to protect.” Please… you’re hurting her heart…

“I love your strength and everything you’re standing for right now.” Shut up…

Angry tears spilt out of her eyes as she pushes you into the wall, she doesn’t believe you at all, you’re a lying voice, you’re a god who lies, you’re the god… who left Teyvat for no reason at all!! 

.

.

.

Pausing for a moment she looked into your confused yet curious eyes, how could she not recognize this carefree attitude and beautiful eyes? Despite your statues and paintings being long destroyed she still had runes and writings of your glorious days of when you were still in Teyvat.

“Have you ever heard of them? My prayers for peace and rest after so long?” her grip on you loosen allowing you to gently push her away and continue finishing the barrier rune. “Did you ever hear anyone’s wishes? You’re so cruel, Creator...”

“I’m not your Creator.” You’re still lying to her… why can’t you just accept the fact you carried everything that was written in the scriptures? “Your Creator… no longer exists.”

With the affinity of water that Oceanids had you combined Furina’s hair into the rune and formed the barrier needed to protect the rest of the World for a certain amount of 2 weeks. Now how did you know Furina was an Oceanid? It might have to do something with her peculiar eyes and hair color, however even without the Oceanid’s affinity with water your blood should have been fine on it’s own.

You aren’t the Creator, you have no memory of making nor creating a world much like this one, in fact you don’t even think you have enough power to make a world like this. But to be called the Creator? What a messed up joke…

Long ago, on one of your expeditions with your mentor, an accident happened on that trip killing your mentor. In their dying breath, your mentor told you of a world they hid from you and that one day you would find it, it would answer the questions they couldn’t answer you before. Though they wanted to tell you more, death had already taken them away.

There’s no use recalling old memories, based on assumptions you could only guess that this world is the world they were talking about, your mentor was truly a sly and secretive person. Leaving so much information yet so little ways of understanding it, creating a world of beauty and pain yet leaving it to rot and forgotten, you could never understand how they work.

“Will you tell them?” You stored the finished rune back into your pocket, Furina stood there with her head hung low not daring to face you directly anymore. “Will you tell the people that a fake god had pretended to take care of them and had contributed almost nothing in protecting them?”

She’s scared of the betrayal look on the people’s faces, the disgust in their eyes, the indifferent look on Neuvillette’s face as he passes down her judgment for being a fake God. You knew too much about her, and she could feel that by looking at your (e/c) eyes, though they show almost no emotions it also has shown that you had seen through her and her facade as a fake god. 

“No.” She looked up at you shocked at what you just said, weren’t you going to expose her for lying? “Because I saw the trials you have put on for yourself, to please the people’s expectations, to weigh the heavy responsibilities alone with no one to rely on, praying for peace only to wake up the next day putting up a front and slowly losing yourself, you’ve at some point have forgotten yourself.”

She can’t cry anymore, because there were no tears left for her to cry. It’s so quiet next to you, it’s so lonely next to someone like you, perhaps she somewhat understands your true nature, a lonely vagrant drifting among the stars, someone with no place to call home of your own.

“Are you going to stay in Fontaine?” It’s hopeless to hold you back she knew, yet childishly she still hopes for you to stay even when this is the first time you both had ever talked to each other.

“I can’t,” her face darkens at the answer, someone like you… perhaps it is better for you to leave than to stay here in this cursed land she calls home. “Although my job is far from over and I cannot stay in one place for too long, however.”

A hand you offered her helping her to stand up from where she seated, hesitantly she took it and stood next to you, she looked at where you pointed, despite the fears of being underwater she still found it’s beauty, the beauty you pointed out for her. She’s rarely, no she’s never been underwater until now, there’s just been too much for her to worry about to even have a break. The peace of mind she wanted before… you’re giving it to her now… she’s grateful to you.

“When you no longer have to act as the Hydro Archon anymore, I’ll lead you on a journey beyond Teyvat.”

"Then I'll trust you... beloved Creator..."

You caught her in your arms as she fell asleep once more, gently you handed her to the ocean, the waves shall bring her back to Fontaine and the memories she had just now with you shall be nothing more than a dream, whether it had grant her what she wanted or not you don't know.

The promise you made to her you don't intend to break, it's up to her whether she wants to leave with you or not.

" Furina... You'll get your deserved rest soon, just a little bit more, please dance for the gods."

That took so longgggg jenvjrv

I know this request in away isn't as good as the ones I've finished before, but I really tried.

I'm so sorry it took so long @canigotosleep--plz

Like and reblogs are extremely appreciated, please do so if you've enjoyed my writing thank you!

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[oc-challenges]

WELCOME TO THE OC NEW YEARS CHALLENGE!

Since the winter challenges struck out, we're crawling home. Luckily, the new years oc event is here and hopefully it will be the toast of the town. So before we all have to clean the glitter off the floor after the party, we're going to hold onto the memories of 2023 and looking forward to 2024. This event comes from @aliverse (me) and @elmunson with suggestions and feedback from the OC Challenges & Potluck discord, and it spans from the 26th of December 2023 to the 1st of January 2024. With the hope that you may never become a stranger to the oc community, let's go over the rules and then get to the challenges!

Rules

DO NOT copy others edits, if you feel someone has stolen your edits, follow these guidelines!

If you are doing crossovers, PLEASE make sure that the creator of the other oc is okay with crossovers.

If you want your post to be reblogged onto this blog, it must contain the hashtag onyc23.

Feel free to ask any questions, I promise I'll stay even when your scared, and I'm lost, and you're running away.

Everything is up to the creators interpretation, although I have tried to include some examples for help!

Have fun!

Day One: What A Tangled Web We Weave

On the first day, let's take part in one of my favorite trends this year—web weaving! Weave a captivating web incorporating quotes, images, screencaps, and more for your OC. If you're not familiar with the concept of web weaving, here's an account with a lot of examples.

Day Two: I Polish Up Real Nice

Sometimes we get tired or bored of an oc or an edit, but there still things we love about them. To reignite our love for these things, we're going to revise and revamp. Choose an oc, a story, or an edit to to refine and enhance to its fullest potential.

Day Three: In My ＿ Era

On the third day, let's reflect on the defining periods that have shaped either us or our original characters. Despite the initial impression, and my well known obsession, this is inspired by The Eras Tour but doesn't have anything to do with her.. We delve into the various eras within our OCs' lives, whether categorized by tv show season, movie, age, or any other criteria you can think of. Alternatively, share insights about the current era your in as a creator, like "in my hunger games oc era" or "in my gifset era".

Day Four: Everything New

Now that the studios have stopped being bitches, we can acknowledge all the remarkable releases of 2023 (a special shoutout to the talented individuals who contributed to their excellence). On day four, craft something inspired by a creation that emerged this year, whether it's an entirely new series or just a fresh installment in an existing one.

Day Five: Don't You Forget About Me

Though 365 days sounds like a long time, it doesn't always feel that way. In the midst of our activities this year, some things may have been unintentionally overlooked. Fortunately, there's still time to make up for it. Take this opportunity to craft something for an OC that took a backseat this year, bring to life that edit you've been yearning to create all along, or share that chapter you've been gradually working on throughout the year.

Day Six: In With The New

Let's not do out with the old, but we could certainly do in with the new. For day six, introduce a brand new oc or story you hope to be your newest muse for 2024.

Day Seven: Exchange The Experience

Tidings, tinsel, and a year of beginnings. It's start of a new chapter of our lives, especially for our original characters. Be sure to celebrate this new chapter by signing up for the OC Potluck New Years exchange and spreading joy.

[rockstarslutt]

Hey bro keep positive abt school lol. I'm from the UK and just finished my own final exams I get your pain 💜💜

Been loving ur work so far

If your waiting on reqs for then can I request just super fluffy Mustaine comfort lol.

Reader/POV is just burned out and depressed and hes all cuddles and pet names just LOTS of physical affection so POV just climbs into his lap and they snuggle.

YAYYYYY DAVE FLUFF!!!!!! Also tysm for the support love you

Also I’m sorry for responding pretty late I had to write an essay about why autumn is my favourite season and why it brings me joy💀

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I came home from work, tired as hell after a day of printing and writing and reading. Every day feels the same. The only little light in my boring ass life is Dave, my crazy rockstar boyfriend. I stepped into the living room where on the couch was Dave, watching a random movie on tv. His whole face lit up when he saw me.

“Hey honey! I missed you!” He said, his voice full of energy.

“Hey” I said in a dry tone. Not because I was mad, because I was just sick of it. Sick of live. Dave frowned and shot me a look of concern.

“Everything okay? Rough day at work?”

I felt like dying. My eyes welled up with tears and my eyebrows arched. I sniffled and nodded. Dave let out a “Awwww” and upended his arms, signaling he wanted to comfort me. I walked to him and slumped in his arms, burring my head in his hair, smelling the faint cigarette smell.

“Shhh. It’s okay. I understand.” He said and patted and caressed my head. I melted in his arms and took a long breath. We stayed there for 30 more minutes until I fell asleep in his arms. He just smiled and carried me to bed, wrapping me up in a soft, warm blanket. He laid down as well and looked at my sleeping face. He leaned forward and kissed my forehead, then slung his arms around my waist and dozed off to sleep.

[venelona-turtle-den]

A bit of a side thing, but, yeah. Me tired. Feel free to disregard this post, I'm just letting some feelings out so my brain stops torturing me.

Honestly, tired is not quite the right word. Its more like I've been too caught up in work and my brain denies me relaxation? Like... ever since I got an idea for the Ghost Future Leo, I've been working on him every day. And by the nature of how I do things, I don't start a new drawing until I finish the last, so, he was all I've worked on. And it comes with the anxiety that 'I haven't posted anything in so long, that's bad, you're not productive'.

And then I finished Ghost Leo to the point where I could post him, and, it, uh... Got complicated? Because, no doubt, it's a BIG project, I worked A TON on him, but it wasn't really, like... a comic. Or a drawing. So I took a break, I promise I did, but then I wanted to get back to posting proper art and all.

Exceeeept I also wanted to keep working on Ghost Leo. Partly because I like working on him, truly, but also... I feel like I owe it to people? Like... I live with the fear that there's not enough to him, that people will get bored in like three days and that will be that, and I owe folks who enjoy spending time with him to expand the features. I want to respond to people posting and talking about him because that's everything I've wanted, to see people's reactions, and I feel like I can't leave anyone hanging, because that was what I asked for in the first place... All those posts and nice asks bring me so much joy, and I want people to know it.

As well as all the asks from people who need help - as a creator, I owe it to them to help them through everything, to fix mistakes and bugs, to answer questions...

And because of that, I feel bad when I try to take a break for more than a day - I have things to answer, and I don't want to answer them inadequately, because I want people to know that I care about every ask.

So, in short... despite me doing art I still feel like I'm not doing enough, despite the recent updates my brain still tells me I need to do more, and I'm afraid of starting on something like a comic because it feels I have too much of other stuff to do and I can't let myself focus my attention on something else for a week or two...

I know its all baloney, and that I deserve to rest, that I can freaking sit down and play Star Rail for three days and people won't hate me for it, but... that's not what my brain thinks and signals to my body. Silly me.

Thank you for reading this to those who did, I wrote this thing to just say... I hope my brain is actively lying to me, and people won't riot if I take a bit of time getting to answer the asks or posting more art. I promise I read everything, I just need to get back into a groove of things, especially since May and June are months that get busy with the school work on top of everything. I hope that's understandable 💖

[dgrailwar]

Ruler, do you still have that rocket cannon you swiped during the Dragon Wyrm Ordeal? Maybe that'd help with dealing with that Cerberus!

Round 12, Day 1 - Ruler / Alter-Ego

"Oh... maybe. But I didn't bring it with me. I guess we'll have to do this the old fashioned way."

"Oh, joy. So we're both going to bother Cerberus? Not just Ruler? Wonderful."

"Just come on. Quit whining, and let's get a move on."

They approached the temple steps, the triple-heads of the guard dog snapping towards them, before clamoring forward. Their sharp-toothed maws dripping with saliva and blood, ready to rend and tear whatever got in their way. Before suddenly, the closer they drew to the Alter-Ego, they began to slow… and then sniff… and then lower their ears in a mixture of confusion and recognition.

"…Why'd it stop?"

"…"

"…..Ah."

"I see how it is, Cerberus. I'm sure I don't reek of the Underworld, but it's familiar enough, isn't it? Such a good boy, not snapping me up. I was telling them not to bother you, you know. You're just doing your job. May I pass?"

One of the tongues on one of the heads of the massive hellhound lolled passively, with an expression close to affirmation. The Alter-Ego skipped past, lightly rustling her sleeves behind the ears of one of the massive heads, in a close approximation of 'scratching'. The Ruler went to follow.

"Well, putting the question of 'why' aside, this is good. Now we can just safely--"

"Cerberus. Go play with Blondie for a bit, won't you, boy? She brought a big stick for you to play fetch with."

"What?!"

The three heads, all layered with pointed canines, began to turn towards the Ruler with snapping jaws. One with playfulness, one with aggression, one with hunger. They each lunged in, one at a time, the Ruler summoning her armor thrusting her banner forward with intense speed to block the triad of jaws, her brow furrowing with sweat.

"This-- isn't-- funny!"

"Come on, this is what you wanted right? Excitement and adventure to sate your curiosity, right? Don't worry, I'll wait. I'll just park myself right here while you play. Just watch out for the sharp teeth, won't you? Even on accident, they'd probably shred greater heroes to ribbons."

Ruler has... 'stumbled into' a Monster Encounter, that it seems like Alter-Ego has side-stepped!

One choice will result in no damage being taken, another will result in a small penalty being inflicted, and another will result in Jeanne taking a wound! Of course, you'll have to guess which one is which!

[hikarimiyanaga]

Forget Me

Getting back into writing with One Piece. Boa Hancock has been one of my crushes from this manga for the longest time.

Summary : Falling in Love can be a curse.

Specially if it's with the ruling Empress of the Amazon Lily.

And even moreso, when you can see Boa Hancock fall for Luffy so up close.

So you decide to quit this unrequited love, once and for all.

Oh and also, being Boa's personal bodyguard and assistant.

Warning : Angst. Curse Words.

PS. Just say if you want to get tagged in this series. (And yes, it's another series.)

You sigh for nth time that day. Today was so uneventful once again.

Don't get me wrong, you really loved the peace and all that. Seeing everyone in the Kuja tribe just happy is one of the things you love most in the world.

But you can't help but want more. More thrill. Adventure. Venturing outside of this vast island that you call home.

Unlike most warriors in the island, you never joined Kuja Pirates so you haven't even ridden Perfume Yuda although you are friends with the Yuda pulling it.

You've always had a connection with animals.

"Bored again?" Mari asks as the two sisters pass by you on their way to their sister's room.

"Ha, when is Y/N ever entertained?" Sonia scoffs and you hum.

"Leave me alone, you sisters. Just get those to her."

"You know, if sis ever catches you just calling her "her", she'll turn you to stone."

"Maybe it'll be better that way." You mumble and Mari gets closer to you.

"What?" You sigh again and take the papers from their hands.

"Nothing. I'm going to help you now. Let's just go."

The two sisters look at each other in confusion before they follow you into Boa's room.

"Princess! Your daily morning reports are here." You shout as you open the door and hear a grunt coming from the bed.

"So early?"

"It's 7 already. Time to get up."

Both Sonia and Mari help their sister wake up as you read all the reports.

It was your daily routine.

Read Hancock her reports.

Help her bathe.

See the ugly truth about her.

It was a wonder for you. But you can't help your heart.

You were one of the few who could fully resist her love-love fruit as well. Despite being completely in love with her.

-

You get home and quickly bury yourself onto the sofa in the living room.

"Oh. You're home." Elder Nyon nonchalantly says and you grunt in return. "Tired?" She asks and you hum. "I'll prepare dinner for us then."

"Thank you." You say but it's muffled by the pillow that you buried your face in. But as always, Elder Nyon already knew what you were saying so she chuckles and just goes to the kitchen.

You look over the pictures inside the house and can't help the sudden pang in your heart. Pictures with all the boa sisters, Elder Nyon and so many others should bring you joy.

They were all wonderful memories after all.

But seeing Hancock so happy made you so sad.

Because you know that you can't ever make her happy like that.

So you turn away and wait for the dinner that you were promised while you calm your heart from the pain.

-

"Where's Y/N?" Hancock asks as she eats together with her sisters.

Mari looks at Sonia who sighs. It was her turn tonight.

"Gone home."

"What? Why?" Hancock can't help but ask. Ever since you started working at the palace, you've joined the Boa sisters during Lunch and Dinner, you always made the dining more enjoyable.

But ever since a month ago, you just abruptly stopped. Not even a warning. As if you were suddenly burned.

"We don't know. She just went home after finishing her duties." Hancock falls silent at that then continues eating.

Why would you suddenly do this?

-

Apparently, the universe listens to wishes now.

Because how the hell did Strawhat Luffy just land in Amazon Lily.

How the fuck did this man- boy, really- fucking get here?

"Does he have Yuda-? No, there's no sightings of a new ship anywhere. Flew?? But he's fucking rubber!? He can't do that, that's cheating-!" You grumble as you pace back and forth inside the palace halls. You sigh as you look over the Kuja members just fawning over the boy.

You look away and begin working away.

-

The past few days has been a blur.

One that you can't seem to grasp.

And you had to admit, you have been avoiding Luffy.

Hating the attention he got from everyone else. Hating that he seemed so happy despite being in a place he didn't know. Hated his stories of all the adventures he went on.

Hating the love that came from Hancock-

Oh. So that what it was.

"I'm jealous?" You ask no one as your tears silently fall down. The realization hitting you harder than you thought it would.

You always knew that one day, Hancock would have to fall in love with a man.

Because she was normal.

And you were no-

You get hit by Elder Nyon in the head.

"Where have you been? You missed the whole banquet." Elder Nyon finally notices your tears and you can't help but turn away.

All of them celebrated him. All of them.

"Sorry, I missed the banquet. But I just wanna sleep." You ran away before Elder Nyon could even comment on your unfamiliar tears.

You weren't a crybaby. Gloriosa would even argue that you have no feelings regarding being sad as she hardly ever saw you cry despite being your adoptive grandmother.

It was the first time in all the years that she has known you that she saw tears come out of your eyes.

"Y/N?" She quietly asks from outside your door then knocks. She knocks again as she asks, "Are you okay?" You sigh then turn to the door.

"I'm fine. Just-" You wipe your tears away. "Just really fucking tired."

"Alright. Just- let me know when you need me." Gloriosa decides to leave you alone for now.

You'll come to her when you're ready.

-

As it turns out though. You were never ready. You never even said out loud that you fell in love with Hancock.

In an island full of women, one would think that women falling in love with other women is normal.

And it is.

But falling for the empress?

Like full-on, heart-clenching, soul-consuming, and painful love?

It was unheard of.

For the members of the Kuja Tribe. The Empress is the ruler. It was natural to adore and admire but romantic love?

It was impossible.

You were dangling your feet over the roof as you write down your resignation letter. Hopefully, you could give it to Sonia or even Mari without emotionally breaking down. Besides that, you had enough savings. Enough so that even Elder Nyon has given you her blessing.

"Go discover the world. Go meet other people. Have your own adventures. Then come back when you need to." Was her lines.

She supported you even when you said what your reason was. Although you also never told her who you fell in love with.

Saying it out loud means you have to take it seriously. It meant you had to confess to her. And that-

That is going to be the worst because you already knew that you were going to be rejected.

So you keep it all in.

Better to be unknown than out in the open and then get rejected.

-

You're standing in front of Ran as she reads over your resignation letter. You think the Kuja Pirates left. You aren't really sure. But you know you haven't seen their ship and Luffy this morning.

And yes, even Hancock.

"You're going somewhere?" She finally says after minutes of silence. You nod and she sighs. She was one of those who stayed behind this time.

"What? Why are you sighing?" She shakes her head.

"This is just bad timing. The marines called the empress so we're kind of low in manpower at the moment. I know Sonia and Mari are coming back but-" You sigh at that. But they don't know how to properly run the kingdom.

Only you and Hancock does. To be fair to those two though, you know how much they've spent training their asses off. And the only reason that you do is because you've observed how Hancock does it for so long.

"Fine. I'll stay." Ran beams at you and you sigh. "Only until Hancock gets back. After that, I'm gone."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." Ran says in relief and you get your packed bag.

You really thought you were going to leave.

"Guess I'll have to go ahead and live here for the meantime." You sigh at that realization.

-

The past few days have been exhausting.

You've read so many reports that you can safely say that you can vomit if you read another one today. You've also read today that the battle at Marineford started just hours ago.

You knew Hancock could do all these things without breaking a sweat but it was still different when you do it yourself.

"You should go home." Sonia says as you tumble into the lobby of the palace. Hancock's various gifts and present from the Kuja members, just pushed aside until she comes home.

"No." You refuse and lean on the wall. "I need to finish up that project."

"Sonia and I can take care of it. Please, Y/N, rest." Mari says as she helps you.

"Thank you then. Just have to-" You don't get to finish your sentence as you faint into Ran's arms.

"Wha- what happened to her?" Ran asks the Boa sisters and they sigh.

"She's working herself to the bones in order to run the kingdom and teach us." Ran hums as Sonia carries you from her.

"I'll take her to her room. Mari, the project."

"Got it." The Boa sisters disperse and Ran sighs as she regrets telling you to stay.

She didn't know that you were such a hard-worker. Everyone in the Kuja Pirates thought that you only ran around trying to please Hancock because that's your job. And they never saw you even train or do anything other than paperwork.

"I never realized that Y/N did so much more." Ran's realization gets heard by Elder Nyon who was coming to see you.

"Ran? What do you mean by that?"

"Oh! Elder Nyon! It's- um- nothi-" Elder Nyon glares at her so Ran succumbs. "It's just she fainted so-"

"WHAT!? Where is she?"

"She's carried to her room by Sonia." Gloriosa quickly goes inside the palace and runs into your room.

"Is she alright?" Sonia jumps at the panic in Elder Nyon's voice.

"She's fine, Elder Nyon." Sonia looks at you. "Just really tired."

"Has she been teaching you guys on what to do?" Sonia nods at the question and Elder Nyon sits by your side. "Go help Mari out, I'll take care of her." Sonia nods then gets out of your room in the palace.

Gloriosa knew you too well. Even if you never told her who you fell for.

It was all in your actions. The way you aim to please Hancock at every turn. The way you beam when she gives you praise. The way you always had this seldom look on your face when you though no one was looking.

You were such an open person when it came to other people's problems, all of those you could solve in a jiffy. But when it came to yourself-

"You really have nothing else to give to yourself, huh?" It was one of the reasons why Gloriosa immediately accepted you leaving Amazon Lily. Because she knew you had to find yourself.

Without her being your guide. Without Hancock being your love. Without the other Kuja Members always looking over your shoulder.

Gloriosa sighs as she gets a towel from your drawer and gets a basin full of water from your bathroom. The least she can do is make you comfortable while you slept.

-

You clutch at the newspaper and try to calm down your heart.

Portgas D. Ace is dead. So it meant that Luffy failed in his mission. You might not have been speaking with the boy but you've heard enough from others. From Hancock herself. This meant that Hancock might be coming back in two to three days.

You start packing your bag in a hurry. You cannot see her again. Not if she'll weaken your resolve to get over her.

"I need to esca-"

"Y/N-" Sonia stops in her tracks as she sees you, panicly packing up everything in your room. "What's happening?" She just came in, wanting your perspective on a potential project that was suggested by the fisherwomen.

"She's coming home." You answer as you frantically shove your clothes in the bag.

"Who?" Sonia places the papers on the desk as she watches you shove some more clothes in the almost full bag.

"Hancock. I need to leave. Immediately."

"You hate sister that much?" Sonia asks as you close up your bag. You sigh and look at Sonia. The woman was visibly tired, she and Mari are new to being the leaders of this island and it shows. You put down your bag and walk up to Sonia who looked down on the floor, not wanting to see you leave at all. You pick up the papers and look over the project details.

"On the contrary," You finally say as you read the last page. "I'm in love with her." Sonia snaps her head up to look at you. You give her a sad smile and she trembles at seeing you so sad and defeated for the first time since she's known you. You just looked so exhausted. "The project is actually good at that point. Approve it and make sure that it can be implemented. And remember, even if you and Mari fail a project, it can always be improved and get started over. Our people have the best leaders." You walk over to your bag and pick it up. "Good luck on holding out for a few days, Sonia. Tell it to Mari too. I have to go now." Sonia just watches as you leave your room, packed bag in tow.

It felt like she was losing you. They were losing you. Their best friend. The Boa sisters adored you. Sonia and Mari trained with you during the early hours of the morning. Hancock even if she feels like it. The three sisters could confidently do anything they want because they knew they have you and Elder Nyon back home. But now you were leaving. Leaving them behind. And Sonia doesn't even know if-

"Will you ever come back?" Sonia asks through her tears. She didn't even realize that she started crying.

She's losing you, her best friend who always made sure that she and Mari feel appreciated. You who was their first friend on the island. You who supported the Boa Sisters in every way possible. You who made sure that Hancock was the next empress. Who made sure that Sonia and Mari had enough training and knowledge. You, the only one person besides Elder Nyon who knew their terrible secret but still loves them despite of it.

"Sonia? Wha- what happened?" Mari asks as she hugs Sonia.

"She left. She left us, Mari." Mari tears up at that. "And I don't know if she'll ever come back." Together, the two Boa sisters cry.

-

You look back at Amazon Lily and smile. You can't help your tears as you put your bag in the small boat.

"Pyhia." You call out your small Yuda and she greets you from the water. "We'll head out soon. Think you can do it?" Pyhia enthusiastically nods and readies herself by connecting the boat on her body. Pyhia has always been smart and it's one of the things you adore about her.

"You're leaving already?" Elder Nyon asks and you smile at her.

"Not yet. Still have to pick up some supplies then give you your letter."

"Letter?" You bring it out from your pocket and smile as you present it to her. "Don't read it until I leave. I might not be able to stand seeing you cry."

"Is it really going to make me cry?" You grin at her.

"I'm hoping it would. If it doesn't then you have a stone heart, grandma." Elder Nyon chuckles at that.

"Let's go shopping for supplies then." You nod at her and carry her on your shoulders. She shouts in exasperation but still cherished the moment. She might not be able to experience in a long time.

-

You tie the floating raft to your boat and hum as it stables on itself.

"Pyhia. Can you take the weight? Try moving around for a bit." Pyhia does as you say and she squeals in delight at being able to do what you said. "Good! We'll take off in a minute then." Pyhia squeals in confirmation and for the last time, you look back at Amazon Lily.

You've already said your goodbye to Elder Nyon. Even sent out the letters to Ran, Margaret, Sonia, Mari, Hancock and some other friends as well. You take a deep breath then yell. "Let's go, Pyhia!"

Then you finally leave your hometown behind.

-

A/N:

AFTER SO LONG, I CAN WRITE.

We bought a computer.

Anyways, thank you for reading!