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SHE A GOOD GIRL, FOR ME SHE A…
‣‣‣ pairing: uconn paige bueckers x fem! journalist oc
‣‣‣ warnings: cheating (on oc’s lame bf), sexual content with little plot, cursing and sexual language, religious guilt, minors dni
‣‣‣ summary: in front of cameras and her very, very straight boyfriend, lacey is the perfect girl next door type. but when she’s alone with paige? that’s a different story.
‣‣‣ author speaks: this is my first time writing smut eek i hope it lives up to your hopes and dreams
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“paige, how does it feel to have beat the number one team in the nation?” i ask the blonde in front of me.
paige bueckers’ eyes are piercing into me with an intensity that makes me knees weak, a coy smile playing at her lips. she does those stupid fucking rizz hands and i swear i feel my heart drop down to my ass.
“it feels great. i definitely had some extra motivation today, so i still feel pretty fired up.” she smiles innocently, pretending what she just said has absolutely nothing to do with the person who was holding the microphone to her face in front of a camera projecting to the gamecast. this bitch.
i fight back every urge in my body trying to get me to smile and keep a straight face. “that’s awesome, should we be expecting more of this energy in the future?” loaded question, but that’s my job. screw this, with the way she’s looking at me i wish i could take off this media badge now.
she shrugged her shoulders. “hopefully.” oh my god.
“that’s all we have time for, thanks so much paige.”
she jogs away, not before subtly winking. i swear to god im going to kill her. after i fuck her.
paige had a great game, leading the game in both points in assists and filling out the stat sheet all around. not only did they beat south carolina, but she got a career high with 36 points.
needless to say, she was motivated.
3 hours before the game
“fuck, paige, don’t fucking stop-”
lacey cut herself off with a moan as her acrylics dug into paige’s shoulders. she rocked her hips feverishly against the blondes fingers, grinding her hips down into her lap over and over again. paige curled into her, watching the brunette borderline ride her fingers with an open mouthed smile as her tits bounced in paige’s face.
truth be told, the reason lacey had come over was to pick up her hoodie. it was an innocent visit, but they never ended up that way. not with paige. she was intoxicating.
“i know ma, i got you. here, lay back”
paige tenderly moved the girl from her lap and laid her so her back was on the bed and her head on a pillow so her whole body was on display. paige positioned herself between her legs and threw one over her shoulder, sliding two of her fingers back in sloppily. lacey let out another moan, arching her back off the bed. paige’s name ripped through her throat and fell from her lips like a prayer, though she wasn’t sure what she was praying for.
she had always been the most christian, by the book straight girl you could conjure in your imagination. until she met paige, drunk at her first frat party. she caught the basketball players attention, and the affair began. lacey almost didn’t even remember it the next day. yet then she did, and she couldn’t forget it. she couldn’t forget paige. she could hardly remember her boyfriend at this point.
paige’s fingers fit inside her like lacey was made as a mold for the blonde. she plunged in and out of her messily, but with ease and grace. lacey was gripping the sheets, ministrations and guttural moans spilling from her lips without a second thought. paige just had that effect on her.
“fuck— fuck p, i’m close, you’re so fucking good, baby—“
paige put a hand on her stomach, pressing down with every thrust into her. “yeah? i’m good? you close ma?” every word fueled her confidence, drinking in the praise like an elixir. her thumb came up to press circles onto the brunettes clit, forcing another moan out of her. “shit, yes, fuck yes you’re so good—“ she was cut off by a loud moan as paige used the hand on her stomach to circle under her hips and prop her hips up.
“FUCK, aw shit paige fuck, i’m gonna fucking cum-“
paige leaned over, peppering hot kisses to the thigh of the leg that was thrown over her shoulder and muttering against it, “i got you baby. cum for me ma, make a mess on my hand, you got that.”
it was like that flipped a switch, that was all she needed. her orgasm practically ripped through her body, leaving her limp. paige kept fucking her through it, huskily praising her. when lacey’s breathing became heavy and her leg began to get limp, she slowed her pace and pulled her fingers out. she let the brunettes leg down and pulled her arm out from under her and, after examining her fingers for a moment, looked at the fucked out girl under her. “open your mouth.”
without a second thought, she did. she would do anything paige said, and she didn’t even know why. she shouldn’t even know paige. but here she was, about to suck cum off her fingers.
she took paige’s fingers into her mouth slowly, making eye contact with paige’s ocean blue eyes as she swirled her tongue around the digits and released them with a pop. “aw shit” paige muttered. she reexamined her fingers and, once satisfied, grabbed her shirt from the end of the bed and pulled it over her head. she gave lacey her discarded clothes as well before laying down next to her, beginning to doomscroll on instagram.
they laid like that for a short while, both looking at their respective phones before lacey spoke. “anthony’s probably coming to the game tonight.”
this piqued paige’s interest. she looked at lacey almost curiously, somewhat skeptically, still holding her phone. “your boyfriend anthony?”
“yeah. that one.”
paige didn’t really know what to make of this. she knew lacey had a boyfriend. she didn’t really care. she didn’t ever plan on meeting him, so she wasn’t sure why lacey was bringing him to one of the most defining games in her career.
“you’re bringing him?” she asked, testing the waters.
lacey scrunched up her nose at the sheer thought of 2 and a half hours with her boyfriend. “god, no. he’s going with his frat brothers or whatever.”
this relaxed paige. it wasn’t like they were together, or that she wanted to be, but she didn’t really want to meet the boyfriend of the girl she’s fucking.
but it definitely made her want to put on a show.
tags: @dennyluvsblog @averyisnotpresent
#paige bueckers#uconn wbb#basketball fanfiction#uconn women’s basketball#wnba x reader#fanfic#fanfiction#uconn huskies#wbb#wlw#paige bueckers smut
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touya? | touya todoroki (dabi) x f!prohero!reader x keigo takami (hawks)
summary: you and touya grew up together, destined to become heroes together. when you hear he dies at sekoto peak, you live on his legacy. you become a pro hero and become engaged to the number 2 hero. what happens during the paranormal liberation army war, he reveals who he truly is?
you stood in front of the altar at yours and keigo’s shared home. before dating keigo, you talked to him about touya. when he passed, you asked enji for a picture to keep it, have him in your memory always.
you didnt directly say it to enji’s face, but you hated him for not going to sekoto peak that night.
touya still would’ve been here. now at 23, its still hard to comprehend that he’s really gone. you stare at all the things you’ve place down in his memory.
a tear slips out and you kiss your hand and touch his photo. you move to head out and start your patrol.
your fiance, keigo, winged hero, hawks, was at the hero safety commission for a meeting. you float up in the air as you cruised through your designated patrol area.
you sat on the rooftop and sighed looking out with a smile. the familiar sound of wings caught your ear and you smiled more.
hawks sits next to you and you immediately lean into him, staring out into the dark city. “slow night?” he asks and you nod turning to look at him.
“any intel?” you ask him and he nods ready to debrief with you. “theyre striking in 2 days” he says and you nod. you’ve been prepared.
“dabi is so stupid” he chuckles lowly to you, wrapping an arm around your waist pulling you in. “why’s that?” you asked giggling as he pulls you closer.
“really thinks im about to join their army, he’s cautious though i’ll give him that” he explains and you only laugh with him.
you havent met dabi whatsoever, only have heard of him through stories hawks has told you. he’s protected you from the league as much as he could. this was his mission, not yours.
“we have to be ready” you sigh looking out into the city. “yea but for now” hawks said and turned your head to pull you into a kiss.
you smile and kiss him back. “hey now birdman im on patrol” you teased as you smile up at him. “i’ll go home then” he gets up and so do you.
“i have about 3 more hours should be home around 5 am” you said and he nods. he kisses your forehead and plants 3 kisses on your lips before he takes off to your shared home.
you sit and think about touya. imagining how different your life would be if he was still here. you love hawks and cant wait to spend the rest of your life with him.
you see a dark clothed person walking around and enter an alleyway. you discreetly moved on the rooftop to look over the edge.
its then you notice staples on the person’s skin. you shrug it off and take off to another rooftop, continuing your patrol. once you finished, you headed back to your house.
you walked in and stripped off your hero costume. you walked into your shared bedroom with keigo and saw him peacefully sleeping on his stomach.
you smiled and got under the covers with him. he stirs and opens one eye to see you. he smirks and wraps an arm around your waist.
“welcome home beautiful” he says against your ear and you shiver, suddenly turned on. “kei” you sighed as you moved your hand to toy with your panties.
“hm” he hums and lifts his head to see. he smirks and kisses you, hovering over you.
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you stood with denki, midnight, and fat gum as you waited for the time to strike. hawks flew above with tokoyami by his side. so much was said through your ear piece connected to three different channels.
you could hear endeavor yelling, but you couldnt understand what he was saying. “whats he saying?” you asked fat gum and he informed you on what he was saying.
“time to strike” you heard and everyone started running. you floated with the help of your telekinesis and flew over ready to start the fight.
with the help of denki you all were able to get in to take down the villains. you fought a couple of people and saw toga watching you from above.
she smiled evilly and it sent a chill up your spine. this is who keigo talked to you about.
as you took down many villains, the league tried making a run for it to wake up gigantomachia.
you wondered where keigo was and you heard familiar grunting. your keigo. you ran to the sound and saw him and twice fighting.
toga crept up on you as she tried to stab you. “pretty ring you got there” she said sweetly and you looked at her with wide eyes.
“i bet youre hawks’ fiancée, he doesnt ever shut up about you” she giggled looking over at hawks as he continues to fight with twice. you fought with toga as she tries multiple times to stab you.
dabi’s blue flames splits you and hawks up as you fight toga. “dabi. roast the bird!” you heard twice yell out and blue flames is in your line of sight. in the end, hawks kills twice and you gasp.
“kei” you said getting distracted and toga stabs your side. “shit” you cursed as toga threw you off to the side and makes a run for it with dabi and the rest of the league as they leave you and hawks there, critically injured.
“kei” you mumbled weakly as you tried crawling over. you see his wings are burnt and you sigh softly. you held your side in pain and a voice you recognized called out to the both of you. you looked up to see tokoyami, or better known as tsukuyomi.
“telekin are you hurt?” he asks as he lands near you. he sees you holding your side and you held your hand out to show him. dark shadow screeches and he turns to look at hawks. tokoyami sits there pondering how he’s going to take the both of you to safety.
“im fine tsukuyomi. take keigo to safety” you said as you stood up and looked around. “cellophane and creati are on the 2nd team correct?” you asked him and he nods his head. “great” you said and take off in that direction.
you make it and the students are happy to see you. “cellophane, creati i need your help” you said as you showed the students your side. creati immediately got to work along with cellophane to help patch you up. “THEY WOKE HIM UP” was said throughout your headpiece and you looked in the direction of the roaring.
“i need to get to endeavor. you guys have mt. lady, midnight, and all the other heroes on your side. you guys are strong i know you guys can do this were counting on you” you gave the students words of encouragement and they wished you good luck as you left.
you make it to the fight with endeavor, bakugo, deku, shoto, nejire-chan, and other heroes. you all try your best to hold off shigaraki and you learn eraserhead cut his leg off due to shigaraki hitting him with a quirk deleter.
“i got him to safety telekin” tsukuyomi says to you through the earpiece and you let out a sigh of relief. you know recovery girl is going to take care of him from here on out. “thanks tsukuyomi we owe you big time” you said with a smile as you inform endeavor on what happened.
gigantomachia eventually makes it to the main battle and you see the league, minus toga, on his back. dabi tells something to someone and they immediately start getting to work on their computer.
“hey there you are! im all the way up here!” he says shaking something in his hands as he leans over to get a good look. “from all the way up here you all look like little ants” he says sarcastically. “oh great shoto and y/n are here? perfect” he says.
“dabi” endeavor growls as he sees him and dabi smirks.
“hey now dont be rude. youre acting like we’ve never met” he says as he applies dye remover in his hair, the black immediately fading revealing his white hair. “call me touya” dabi says and your eyes widened. “after all it is the name you and mom gave me” he says.
you stand there frozen in shock along with shoto and endeavor. “touya?” you manage to say weakly as you lock eyes with him. “well hello princess how’ve you been” he asks sarcastically as tears prick your eyes, threatening to fall.
“youre alive” you said breathlessly as you scanned the area, deku and bakugo giving you an awkward look. “i can see youre doing well y/n. that bird never shuts up about you. i’ve been watching you, you know. engaged to be married” he says as he watches you fall apart in front of him.
“youre alive” you repeated and he only laughs. shoto places a hand on your shoulder to comfort you as tears fall down your face. “he’s alive” you said as you grabbed shoto’s hands, gripping them.
he starts dancing along with a whole monologue he had planned out. things he had to say to enji and shoto. he looks at you and tilts his head to the side. “and you didnt even try to stop him” he says betrayal in his voice. “touya we were children” you fought back as more tears slid down your face.
“what got nothing to say?” he says as he turns to the three of you. “well allow me” he pauses and looks again. “the past never dies” he says lowly and does another dance move directing his next words to enji.
“you will reap everything you’ve sown!” he yells out holding his hands to his chest. “enji todoroki!” another pause. “lets fall together!” another pause. “come and dance with me in hell, wont you? well speak up dad!” he says with a big smile on his face.
you look at endeavor only to see him lost in a trance. he’s shaking, hyperventilating. “endeavor focus” you hissed and looked at shoto. “dad come on!” shoto says as touya comes down to attack, blue flames emitting. you fought with all you had. in the end, everyone was injured.
🔥🕯️♨️💃
you woke up in the hospital and you were immediately up and walking. you found keigo’s room and saw he was up. “oh kei” you said as you hugged him tightly. he typed something out and a robotic voice talked for him. “i know about everything” and you look at the floor.
“we have to take him down” you sighed out as fresh tears brimmed your eyes. keigo knew that the news of one of your old friends, whom you presumed dead for years now, is alive weighed down on you. “talk to the todoroki’s” keigo’s robotic voice said and stood up holding his hand out to you.
you took it in yours and you both walked out of the room together, best jeanist waiting on the two of you. you walked down the hall to endeavors room and saw class 1A struggling to keep bakugo, or dynamight, in his room. “great explosion murder god dynamight, are you alright?” best jeanist asked with the most serious face ever it makes you break into a giggle and hide into keigo’s chest.
he finds it amusing and rubs his hand down your arm and looks down at you. you make it to endeavors room and knock on the door. a soft “come in” is heard from the other side and you instantly knew it was fuyumi. you opened it and walked in with keigo and best jeanist trailing behind you.
you stopped as you saw rei sitting next to endeavor holding his hands gently. natsuo and fuyumi’s eyes lit up upon seeing you and immediately came to hug you. “oh its so good to see you congratulations by the way on your engagement” fuyumi says holding you at arms length and you smile at her.
“thank you. wanna see?” you ask her and she nods her head as you pull away and show her your left hand. “oh honey this is a rock” she says surveying the beautiful ring. rei moves to hug you as well and you hold her tight.
“congratulations honey” she says as she pulls away and keeps you at arms length. “thank you” you thanked her as tears welled up in your eyes. “i always thought it’d be you and touya” she says lowly to you and you smile sadly.
“hawks looks like a kind young man, im happy for you” she pulls you into another hug and tears fall from your eyes. you pull away and bring keigo closer as the todoroki’s greet the number 2 hero. you all talked strategy and what to do when the time comes to fight once again.
“we need to stop touya” shoto says as he looks at the ground. “dad” he starts and you look at endeavor. “we will stop touya” he says determined and you smiled softly at shoto. he’s just a kid.
you leaned closer to keigo for comfort. you look up at him as you rest your head on his chest and loop an arm around his waist. “i wanna go home” you mumbled and he looks down at you. he nods his head and types something out for best jeanist.
you leave the hospital and youre both quickly escorted out by tsukauchi. you sat next to him leaning your head on his shoulder, hands interlocked. “i love you” you mumbled with a smile looking up at him through your eyelashes.
“i love you more” he types out holding your face softly. your hands dive into his hair and its then you noticed. “holy shit what happened to your hair babe” you said moving his face gently to take in his new hair.
“like it” is typed out and you smile as you nod your head. “bet it was dabi’s flames” you said looking into his eyes and he only nods his head. you got home and you immediately felt relieved. you moved swiftly around your shared home and walked into the living room.
you stopped, seeing touya’s altar. keigo trails in behind you and notices your tense stature. he watches you carefully not wanting to interrupt you. tears brimmed your eyes as you slowly moved and sat down on your knees.
you couldnt hold it back anymore and started sobbing, repeatedly saying that youre sorry. youre sorry you weren’t there to protect him. youre sorry you didnt try. youre sorry for everything.
keigo slowly moves towards you and sits down, wrapping his arms around you gently. you hold his hand as your sobs slowly die down. “how do i fix this?” you asked keigo as he only looks down at your interlocked hands.
he types something out and lets it play, “i dont think you can babe. touya’s in too deep” and you wipe your eyes. you hug keigo as he hugs you back. you sit there silently soaking up each others presence. “im so glad youre alive. i was worried about you” you said as you played with his hair.
you can feel him typing and he lets it play out. “i was worried about you. she stabbed you” and you giggle out. “lets not worry anymore youre here, were here” you said holding his face and he holds your arms. “im tired” you breathed out and he nods standing up.
you grab his hand and he leads you guys to your shared bedroom. he moves quickly to grab spare clothes for the both of you and you immediately change into them. you help keigo change and immediately land in your bed with him.
“im scared for whats to come, this is only the beginning” you said as you laid your head on keigo’s broad shoulder as he laid on his stomach to allow recovery for his damaged wings. he doesnt respond, he cant respond and only pulls you in closer.
you drift off to sleep with keigo by your side, and in this moment you knew everything would be okay one way or another.
#bnha#keigo takami#mha keigo takami#keigo tamaki#keigo x reader#mha hawks#bnha hawks#hawks x reader#touya todoroki#touya x reader#mha dabi#bnha dabi#dabi todoroki#dabi x reader
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I literally cant keep doing this to myself
#desiree talks#twisted wonderland#twst#twst!mon#gonna give that a tag just in case#these are all still drafts#so a MAJOR WIP#i'm catching up on twst content bc i havent read in the last year#im going though all the personal stories now#and then i have to find the homepage voice lines so i can take more notes#also the pokemons height are relative to the character theyre next to#and the character is sized based on the amount of space#it'd be more accurate if i were at my computer#but im doing this on my tablet on goonotes so im pretty limited
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fairest of the fair
#hi! im alive and back and etc.#six the musical#six the musical fanart#katherine howard#thinking of that post going 'i think eventually you become the person you needed most' and like maybe that's the thing with my art#this started out as a redraw and <improvement meme> i think i've finally reached the stage where i'm making the things that my younger self#aspired to create. like i can do this now! i've reached That level of technical skill! tiny me would be so proud. it's very gratifying#redraw from august this year actually. i've made a surprising amount of improvement HAHA maybe it was the adamandi stuff getting me#back into digital rendering. i think that obsession has quietly slipped away but yknow. one never truly leaves a fandom. just less intensit#also speaking of old fandoms! we're back with the six stuff haha. as of writing i'm in the midst of blog revamp- figuring out how to chill#multifandom status doesn't mean ditch all the old stuff ! but i do feel much freer and less stressed. i think hiatus has been good for me#notes on this piece particularly: redraw about cutting hair and thinking of the lyric above. also lowkey &j ref + pinterest poem excerpts#of female suffering. and maybe a dash of amanda heng let's walk inspo. this work is really just full of contradictions..#1. the mirror and cutting hair as an act of self liberation 2. the & is part of the lyric but also a nod to &j (in another iteration it was#pink but the white looked better) and like. &j is really all !!! girl power!!! etc. and i was like hmmmm. also matching pink shiny aes#3. the frame as a cage; the mirror as a self reflection idea (ie. saville's propped insp) but also as a sign of vanity. 4. sparkly costume#and pretty pose- read one too many poems about women feeling like they have to be pretty even in their suffering. something i wanted to#explore. and also in 5. the show itself... all you wanna do is. despite all the dancing and pink and sparkly the content of the song is#darker. and even though it's a story of her suffering it's still presented as a shiny fun pop song and ajshdhfhfh ok... 6. the lyrics fall#outside the frame. sort of a caught inbetween. sort of a trapped in the narrative and yet#within the frame it's all. vaguely handwavy breaking free vibes. like i said contradictions?#7. cutting off the long ponytail vs the pull my hair lyric at the end. yeah#8. the blocked off & looks a bit like scissors. positioned to cut right at the neck#anyways yeah irl remains hectic! but if i get around to more doodles they'll appear here :)
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why are you starving your farmer's son to death. feed him
#grits teeth. none of you know him like i do#a dude who grew up with food and hard labor is going to be big. come on#im really truly not being specific bc this 'vision' of him just seems to persist endlessly.#its still actually just homophobia and fatphobia imo grow up make him big#he hates clothes and loves sunbathing and food(TREATS!) and does excersize 24/7. did we watch the same show#like that's not. donut. who is that. that's some guy you invited#everyone knows that a group of guys whos story revolves around being 'wrong' and unwanted#would primarily be made of a cishet skinny white male cast#obviously of course#the sunlamp joke made me remember something#i WISH i could go play lamia donut right now i need to do something and instead im throwing up (not related to this)#(but it is very funny to pretend soft uwu gay white blond skinny donut is the source of my woe)#im going to be tormented forever. nobody even cares about my phd#IVE BEEN HERE FOR 8 MISERABLE YEARS!!!!! !#oh god ive actually for real been obsessed with donut for 8 years#listen im talking right now inthe middle of possibley having food poisoned myself but listen listen listen#literally not my first time going on about it#he likes treats. he works out. you cannot deny he is big#i can't control you not putting some melanin on him bc i have nothing for that aside from his tanning#i PERSONALLY do not think he's white on top of that#but he is in no universe skinny#do i think he is as fat as as grif? probably not#he's definitely got enough muscle to carry some crazy shit compared to a city boy though#think actual animals (50lbs+) and bags of concrete (which can be 80+lbs a pop) and all the fucking.#donut cares SO MUCH about doing the things hes told to do. he can get it “Wrong” but how the fuck did he memorize sarge's plans otherwise#small donuts are not donuts those are holes#that is a sex object#kind of literally. lol.#i personally really dont like turning donut into a sex object from the fandom-eye view bc of how hard hes implied to be a SA victim
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i miss her…
#cant believe i forgot about her till the photobook q&a im so sorry witch mona~~~~~~~#press f for honeypre atelier gachas it was gone too soon™️#(currently e x t r e m e l y worried and stressed for tomorrow like never before b u t i have to appear like im fine sobs save me monachann)#(can i go on a stress-prompted tangent here about something inane? no? toooo bad im gonna go off anyway~~~~)#ok so. like. since witch mona is the image i have up ‘ere and since it’s still 七月… today’s tangent will be on irl spooky stories!!#s o. presenting a decently repressed memory from my childhood that resurfaced while i was hibernating at home:#anyways. well. thoughts about the afterlife can vary from person to person yes? there’s no one true correct belief after all#but the one question that unites us all is probably the one and only ‘are ghosts real?’#and well. for personal reasons i think so. i mean i’ve seen this one dude i hate get possessed a couple of times so welp. cant deny it ig.#wild story about that actually. back in the day my family’s finances were allegedly doing so badly that [dude i hate] had to pick up#a *c e r t a i n* side hustle for extra cash. that side hustle? literal grave digging at the cemetary. at night no less#and *ofc* he wasn’t respectful about it in the least so ofc some spirits followed him home. yay. free roommates.#one(?) of them even took residence in my room at the time and im 80% sure they ate my history textbook :( much sads#anyways well once that guy had too much to drink (which was rather often tbh) he’d get possessed. fun!#the only possession i ever saw was the n-rarity angry ghost who’d just huff and puff in silence with unfocused eyes most of the time#he’d occasionally put on a leather jacket too. but that was like a r-rarity event that didn’t happen that often#my mother had the chance to also witness the mosquito (who tried to barge into my room for fresh blood) and the 姑娘 (self-explanatory)#which is kinda unfair tbh. i wanted to see the ur-rarity ones too :( mostly bc it’d be funny to see a guy i hate act ooc (impure intentions)#oh right. how did we get the dude out of his possession? we just shook his arm really hard. prolly caused some lasting effects but who know#i think he could also just sleep off the possession but idk i was asleep for the ur-rarity incidents.#cant ask the one witness of it bc i dont want to bring back unnecessary flashbacks of [guy we hate]#anyways it’s been years since we moved out from that place and i still want my history textbook back. mostly for the principle of it but—#and so that’s the tangent of the day. i feel weirdly less stressed now thanks witch mona#i do wonder how my grandparents are faring on this 七月 though…#b u t !!!!! tomorrow’s date on the lunar calendar says it’s an auspicious day for wishful activity and starting a new job!!! so… maybe~~~~?#hauauauauauauauuauaaaaaa anyways insane tangent over stream mona’s new album ok bye#oops forgor to disable rbs i hate how easy it is to forget to use this function man
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teachers are probably the career in this country that have the worst deal wrt sick days and such
#problem is we have one teacher per classroom in this country and your students wont learn what you need them to if theres a sub#that post that was going around here where that person told the story about how everyone caught like chicken pox or smth from the one kid bc#bc their parents were teachers and sent them to school anyway even though they Knew#im thinking about that now and i kind of wonder how much the parents actually felt they had a choice bc honestly i doubt they did#teachers face ENORMOUS pressure to come in every single day#its. not great#you cant be late at all either
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blinks tiredly. i decide "hm maybe i should try to expand my circle and step outside of it a little, lets go look at the main community tags" and im just greeted with a bunch of edgelords who think saying "fiction doesn't affect reality, don't like don't read" is peak activism and "fighting censorship". head in my hands. this is partially why i do not ever go into the community tags, my nervous system cannot handle blocking fifty weirdos every single day just so i can have a normal experience in the community tags hfdsjkl
#I HAVE SO MANY PEOPLE BLOCKED ALREADY. i am TRYING to curate my experience 😭😭😭#and i have so many tags blacklisted fjdsjkl like. so many. every single variation of tag to do with those chuckleheads#which helps avoid them a lot of the time tbh bc it'll flag posts that ppl rb if the original post was tagged w any of those#so i can avoid rbing posts that have chuckleheads as the op most of the time#i also usually double check OP's blog before i rb stuff now bc man this place is rife with these weirdos#ANYWAYS. yes i want to try to engage w the community but i do not think i can handle it if theres gonna be so many edgelords jkdslfl#the only way i follow new ppl now is when yall do promo hour and i sometimes see a new face pop up fdsjkl#every now and then i have energy to try to engage with new ppl but its so difficult when so many ppl are such insufferable edgelords !!!!#''im the nasty pr-sh-pper your parents warned you about 😎'' cool man you sound like the most insufferably obnoxious person ever. :/#''if you like CENSORSHIP-'' i am hitting block immediately bc u have a fundamental misunderstanding of what censorship actually is 👍#I'M TIREDDDD WHY ARE PEOPLE SO DUMB ABOUT THIS STUFF. ''fiction doesn't affect reality'' I GUESS PROPAGANDA DOESNT EXIST THEN ????#what a strange world they live in honestly. they dont understand how stories have served humans since the dawn of time. sighing loudly.#vent //#SORRY FOR THIS ONE IM JUST. ARGH. ppl talk abt encouraging community but i think maybe im not cut out for community#i want desperately to partake but i cannot handle it if it means dealing w all these bozos#it frustrates me to no end fdhsjkl and it upsets me so much and i wish i could deal w it better but. my nervous system is broken fdsjkl#i will try to expand my circle every now and then but i cannot do it often bc of this 😭 im not going to give up entirely though fdsjkl#(also this is partially why i dont tag my posts w community tags anymore bc i am just. so scared of these freaks getting their hands on it)#(the most i'll do is s.afeship or variations every now n then bc supposedly they're not in those tags fdsjkl)#delete later#dandyshucks
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Monday blues are hitting me hard today
#you can ignore this if you want cause im gonna talk a lot of shit and sads and feelings#but as i’ve realised i literally have no one to empty my heart out to irl#and it’s fucking heartbreaking cause i love my friends but I don’t think they love me back#which is an insane though but I genuinely think it’s true like#i moved away 4 ish months ago and i know that communication comes from both side but like i wanted to test smt#so i stopped texting first and guess what?? only 2 friends texted me#1 because she’s genuinely a good friend i think and the other because she needed money (which i gave her like a fucking fool)#my heart just hurts cause i realised i’m not as important to them as they are to me and I’m completely misreading our relationship and#it sucks because I thought they were going to be my friends for life but now they’re all posting recaps of 2023 and im in none of their pics#even in pics where i was present at the time#and i dont know if it’s intentional or if im just being an insecure little bitch but it fucking hurts#i just want to be important to someone#i want to be someone’s person#not a last resort like#they keep doing stuff together which i get like life moves on and i’m the one that left#but not a single text or a pic or a ‘we miss you!’#not even a fucking heart on insta stories#am i being desperate?? or do I actually have shitty friends#like i have impostor syndrome in my own fucking friendgroup???#I can’t just drop them either cause then I’ll actually have no one#idk i must exude some sort of energy#i dont think ive ever had a genuine good best friend like for some reason they leave after 3 years#(and this is why i have trust issues and attachment disorders)#anyway I’ll probably just suck it up and go about my day#ive lived 24 years like this what’s an entire life#it’s wild cause i have a good time whenever i’m with them (i think) and then i leave and it’s crickets#i feel like hired entertainment sometimes#idk my head hurts so I’m probably overthinking but like these feelings come from somewhere right?#i have to stop
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i do like writing in second person. but i hate trying to get other people’s opinions on it because they either don’t actually understand what i mean or try to make it about h*mestuck
#no im not doing it because of h*mestuck#i genuinely enjoy writing in second person and i feel it’s what suits my style and my main project the best#but also#no it’s not supposed to be self inserty#no YOU actual you real life you is not the character#i’m trying to go for like. you’re not this person. this person is not you. but imagine for a moment what it would be like to be them#it’s not youuu stop it’s not a self insert you’re supposed to put yourself in the shoes of the character stoppppo#idk if i’m pulling it off successfully#but my main project has multiple povs. all in second person#in theory it’s supposed to help you as a reader connect with the character or like understand their perspective? idk how to describe it#better#there’s just a lot of moving parts in the story#and i want the second person pov to lend aid to the idea that like different characters have different understandings of a given situation#and will react differently to different things. so you can be one character seeing this part of the plot#and then move to a different character who has no idea about the thing you as a reader just learned about#so the character has a completely different understanding of the situation at hand#idk. it sounds messy. but in my brain it makes sense#ive tried writing it in first and third person. and i just feel it’s more impactful in second person#but that relies on the reader being able to suspend their disbelief and accept that they’re not reading about a story#as much as the idea that you are living the story alongside the characters? if that makes sense?#it’s a bit of a. weird idea i’m aware#i want to do it though. i think it’s fun weaving the threads together#everyone i’ve shared my writing with who understands what i’m going for says they like it and it works#but i think without context of the story itself and without actually reading it. it just sounds like a convoluted mess#idk…im just rambling now#wow. lia is frustrated with writing? what a surprise…#snow.txt
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I will likely never get to do anything with her
#the band ghost#nameless ghoul oc#i mostly wanted practice making a character sheet ish thingy#and by god i got that#had to work hard for her colors which is not usually a problem for me#and the silhouette flip like if your character doesnt have a tail then bam its done and no one will notice the small problems#but it doesnt work with a tail if you want perspective i had to redraw/move her tail around to make it look right so. learned that very much#i like the layout concept though thats nice#i have a whole backstory for her. she was part of a group summon and it all went fine except that one person was missing and they ended up#with a statue. she was too terrified to talk to anyone so she got left there and after it sounded empty she reverted and found some place to#hide in the gardens. so she lives there now. and ruins a lot of socks. and helps with the plants not that anyone knows that. and panics and#turns to stone if anyone walks by. so everyone does realize theres a moving shifting statue in the abbey but no one is sure what to do about#that. doesnt speak much if at all. doesnt steal a new shirt bc people notice if those go missing unlike socks. has anxiety bitch face also#yeah. and like. i dont know what a fandom is and i certainly dont know what a music is and thats why ill likely not do anything with her#which kinda sucks. but i still made her a character sheet cause she wont leave me alone. and for the practice#cause if i think about doing a sheet for story ocs i get all perfectionist and it doesnt happen#the luck thing is that she kinda thinks being summoned was a curse#im gonna shut up now
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I've been working on a lot of new pieces and making them into merch, but before I start posting all of them you can go check out in the shops (linktr.ee/mezzy) Valentine's Bundle - merch that celebrates love (.... I mean klance, but I added Cuddlers as well, because I bet that if everyone had a Cuddler, world would be a better place).
There is a discount code fo 14% off of the Valentine's bundle - 7 codes for each shop (Bigcartel and Payhip) so use LO7E at the check out for a discount!
Happy Valentine's everyone thank you so much for sharing this with me and see you with the next post 💕💖💖
#i feel like crawled undeneath work for past weeks#i am so happy with all the choices ive went with#and the work ive put into them#im considering klamce might be dying out but im going to go down with this shit maybe literally#this is all I wanted to do before anything else lol no you know tbh there is a bookmark design#i was really tempted to add but it's from Cursed Love story and I said no AU shit before you finish shit#me sniffing pages of AUs i shouldnt be writing because they are not a priority: ure my personal brand of heroine bella#but yes! anyway i had more plans not only bookmark but memo pads other bracelets (more complicated) and earings (that one was my gf's idea)#but i decided to be sane (moderately)#i also bought new boxes for shipping and planned new freebies i am exited! im also exited to be done with planning and start sketching#i want to congratulate myself because ive been going off on how much pieces i start but never finish bc i had character development on that#i also eant to look myself in the eyes and ask are you happy now??????#youll never be happy#next monster to tackle are PDFs#once i sleep it all off though#once again have wonderful day everyone!!!
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being a busy ass student with student journalism gigs on one hand and comm academic shit on the other is very interesting because with the jam-packed life I live I only really get to breathe at like late lAAATE night when no one can bother me about my responsibilities other than myself. that being said that's also when creative brain goes into overdrive and now misfits finally has the final draft of its opening number woo
#so heres the thing kasi the opening number of that damn project hAS BEEN THE HARDEST TO WRITE#i believe at this point there had been morethan 10 drafts gjdjd because like heres the thing with that number specifically#misfits is a fourth wall breaky show within a show and the 5 narrators (and 1 misfit which i'll get to in a bit) knowingly perform#to appease the audience. hence the opening number throughout the years has reflected that - a performance that breaks the barrier between#audience and stage. even when misfits wasnt a show withjn a show concept this had always been the general treatment so that the audience#actually GETS whats happening - but i always come to changing it because well i also wanted to add foreshadowing factors: somehing that#suggests that the show isn't actually all that it seems. previous drafts had this show through the typical Tagalog - Real#and English - Scripted element in the show - language being used to determine authenticity. however that begs the question of how to#properly utilize the Misfits in the opening number - given that two of them dont know about the Show while the other is confused#and then at 2 am i remembered Hermes from Hadestown and boop a lightning bulb#instead of opting for opening numbers that had hints of sabotage or theatrical malfunctions that suggests that the show is Not What It Seems#i thought - why not have it 'malfunction' at the start and have it introduce the wrong character first 5 minutes before the Narrators come#so basically after the Producers (represented through um P.A. voices smth like that) welcome everyone - what is supposed to be the#introduction of the Narrators first ends up as the introduction of the 3rd Misfit (Zeke - 18 - nb) who appears genuinely lost#they appear genuinely in distress though they keep themselves composed at the realization that they are facing an Audience#and they Know this because he was formerly a Narrator as well - though at this point in the story nobody (bar one) knows that#they decide to take their time in chatting with the audience while charming them using their old Narrator tactics in order to get a grip on#whats going on - being a first step towards how involved the audience will be in the story as Zeke then goes to question them outwardly on#the morals of the story they expect and whether it is ethical to have children forcibly conform to religion in the first place#but they do so in an entertaining Bo Burnham manner - a way that doesnt catch people off guard until They Want To - because ayun he#plays by the rules of the show#this doesnt seem like the 'opening number' yet does it but im getting there fjd because once they sense that the narrators will be on stage#as a memento they teach them to sing a melody that will serve as Zeke's motif - something that will eventually scare the lead Narrator and#the Producers - because whenever the motif is sung it means that someone has Broken a Significant Part of the show#especially since the Motif was um lets say its from a now defunct show the Producers and Zeke and the Lead Narrator used to have#that melody will then be subtly present throughout the entire opening number of the Narrators - which will then be played straight#but with the Misfits make their pre-official-introduction appearances by forming the bridge of the opener using the Motif#thats when we learn of the show being compromised from the very start - especially with the lyrics of the motif expressing doubt in faith#personal shit (ran out of tags whoops but um yea basically its Have The Audience Have A Hint to Whats Going On Through Recognizable Motifs)#(also the motif the audience learns is a melody - Zeke (and the lead narrator) changes the lyrics as they go) (also sorry for the ramble)
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dont think i’ll be able to finish editing n begin posting the vlad/brie backstory reprisal by the 31st like i hoped i would 🤒
#soooooo maybe i’ll push it back to january 31st instead#to give myself some time to build a queue#and now i can make a cool preview pic like how some simblrs do u know#to promo their stories before they debut!! yesss that will be so fun i think i have some ideas for what i wanna do for it too#it’s so close to being done u guys i can TASTE IT!!!#sry ik i talk about this project a lot w/o ever really saying anything meaningful im just AHHHHH im so excited to share it!!#ive had so much fun writing it over these few yrs. it is an extremely personal work for me#it has been very cathartic 2 write and i hope you guys can appreciate it even though i havent been a simblr for months atp 😭❤️#ok thats all goodbye now i must go questing (go to the dispensary)
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so it's like this.
you're young and you're scared and you're trapped in the feywild (happens to the best of us) with the love of your life. You're a half-elf and she's a fullblooded elf but you don't think about it very much because you're barely surviving day to day. And you get offered a deal to get yourself home again, and you take it. And the price of your freedom is that you leave her still trapped there, alone.
And then five years pass. And you age a century in that time, and you grow, and you change, and you find her again, and you're still in love, and you meet people, and you lose people, and you love them too, and you learn, and you start wanting a future again, and caring again, taking care of yourself, taking care of other people--
and after all of that, at the end of things, you find out the man responsible for all of the misery in your short, sad life has cast a spell which gives him complete control and ownership of you- mind, body, and soul (again. this happens to the best of us). And you are given the choice to stay under his thrall, and live a thousand years-- or to age and die, like humans do, and to be free of him.
And the love of your life is there, and you're married now, and she's still a full blooded elf, and you're still a half-elf, and you think about what that means a lot more than you used to.
And still, after everything you've learned-- you choose your freedom. You choose leaving her behind.
#dnd#dungeons & dragons#ttrpg#you understand why i am insane. about my dungeons and dragons character#the way that this all started because 'she' (clone. its a long story) wanted to be free from her small town & her family's ideas of her#and so she inadvertently left THEM all behind too.#like bro watch out i think the cycle is repeating itself!!!!!!!!!#honestly girlie has to learn that passing out of someone's life is not always a betrayal#like she NEVER got over it!#giving pesche a whole speech about how loss leaves a hole behind that is filled in by rage & grief & impulse & violence like#ok. well. loss is inevitable and i think you have a very fucked up way of looking at it that despite all of your personal growth has maybe#only gotten worse over time because now you have things you care about again?#like i think she made the right choice for herself.... if the lesson she had 'learned' was to subjugate herself to Ohdran for 900 years in#the name of not 'leaving people' again. that would have been tragic. learning that love is good and precious and it matters even though#you are inevitably going to lose it. thats the real lesson. and she is learning it. she HAS learned it! she's never going to hide herself#away from the world to avoid losing people again. but she hasn't like... attached the lesson to herself yet lol. 'i accept i might lose my#friends & even though it breaks my heart im still glad to know them. if i leave people (read: LITERALLY DIE) im evil tho.' girl...#i was pretty bummed about it at the time like we have been 3 years on the endless train of suffering cant she just have a happy ending.#one thousand years of elf marriage.#but this is cool too like MAN the kind of organic storytelling moments that evolve out of ttrpgs are so crazy. we couldnt have planned this#and yet. perfect full circle moment.#mm campaign#it's alive!#harris#fisher
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✨ someone ✨ broke their oath the other night
#this poor woman has had A Time. killed cazador got oathbreaker'd had her act 3 romance scene all in one day#i was kinda hoping it would happen b/c it fits how her story's been going#but i wasn't willing to ascend astarion to guarantee it#and i didnt want to fudge it by looking it up#but i figured freeing the spawn *might* do it since she's oath of ancients and i was Correct#and it's in character for her anyway. 'anyone sentient deserves a chance' is a *big* part of her moral beliefs#i want to see if aylin has any comments re: oathbreaking but i doubt it#i've got some half-baked ideas bouncing around my head for interactions b/wn them after loroakkan though#guess i dont have to worry about whether pretending to go along with mystic carrion will break her oath now lol#the 'gods dont give a shit about you' themes have been hitting her hard. and like. yeah#even growing up in a region not totally under lolth's thumb she was explicitly taught that the gods she knew were to be feared#and even following corellon the only choice she's been given is forget everything & literally become a different person#or (presumably) be in lolth's clutches after she dies#and seeing the clear manipulation from mystra & vlaakith & shar was doing a number on her#so something she viewed as the obvious correct choice breaking her oath was her last straw#im thinking about changing her epithet but idk what it would be so im keeping it as a tag for now#diodore#the star's shield#bg3#bg3 screenshots#bg3 spoilers#oathbreaker#bg3 oathbreaker#drow paladin#i love how they handle oathbreaker in bg3 btw. i've always thought it wasnt an inherently bad thing & i feel vindicated#image id in alt text#bg3 tav#my post#blood cw
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