#intrest check I suppose

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You guys HAVE to be honest

Would anyone be interested if ever I set up a print/sticker shop? :)

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Why II

This is a repost cause i deleted all my fics

Major warning if you have mommy issues or daddy issues or parental neglect issues pls do not read this

and if you do read this pls don't blame me for anything, including but not limited to excessive crying/sobbing, a depression slump/ wanting to kill someone or anything else

Or if you're name Sarah

part 1

Alexia Putellas X Child!Reader

Tw: Negelct, Angst

Summary: Why did she not try

Why didn't I make the effort to acknowledge you, or even offer a simple greeting, when all you wanted was a moment of recognition?

Alexia was back from Elena’s high school graduation when she saw the Envelope on the dining table, mark with her name on it, she was going to open it when she realized it was your handwriting. She rolled her eyes thinking it was one of your notes, asking her to spend time with you or something similar. She threw the envelope into the bin and started looking through her email. The sky soon turned dark, she realized she hasn’t seen you since she came back which was unusual since you were always clinging to her like a lost puppy. She was going to order take out for both of you, when she recieved a text from Elena asking her if she wanted to celebrate her graduation with dinner, she texted her back saying yes, and called you to come down so she could give you money for your dinner. When you didn’t reply her or rush down she just left the money on the counter and went out for dinner. When she came back the lights were still on, she thought nothing of me until she saw that the money she left you was left untouched. She walked up stairs and open the door, noticing your barren room. She decided to call you, but all she heard was,

"Thank you for calling. The number you have reached has been disconnected or is no longer in service. We apologize for any inconvenience this may cause. Please check the number and try your call again. Thank you.”

Since when did your number change she thought, she wanted to ask your friends if they knew where you were but she realized she didn’t even know who they were. Then she remembered the letter that she envelope that she threw to the bin,

When she opened the envelope and read the letter, she felt empty she didn’t know why, she thought would be happy wouldn’t she after all she had been pushing you away all this time. So she set the letter down, change into her evening gown and went to sleep. But as the weeks past, she felt the empty feeling grow into a pit in her heart. She started missing the notes you left, the way you would smile when she talked to you, the warmth of your presence in the house. She missed the little moments that she had taken for granted.

As more a month flash by she started trying to look for you after all you couldn’t have gotten that for right. She decided to go to your room trying to find anything that could lead her to where youu went instead she found, a book, she then remebered that in your letter you wrote that you were excited that you made it into the school's football team. When she first read it she was confuse as she never remembered you even taking an intrest in football. But after she saw the book she realized you did indeed tell her you make it to the football team, it was also the day she was supposed to fetch you from school as you had been begging her to for a long time, so she just said yes. Hoping you would stop pestering her, she didn’t fetch you that day, and instead of giving you an explanation, she just ignored you when you told her your exciting news, and told you she would talk about it over dinner, which she also missed.

She then remembered all the other times you tried talking to her, yet she just regarded you as a pest, wanting you to just stop. How she regrets it now, as all she wanted was for you to come back through the front door and hug her telling her you change your mind. And she would make up for all the times she dismissed you. However it didn’t happen you didn’t walk in, the house was still missing your presence, and the emptiness lingered in every corner.

Alexia couldn't shake off the overwhelming guilt that consumed her. She realized how she had neglected you, how she had failed to offer even a simple acknowledgment of your existence, let alone celebrate your achievements and share in your excitement.

As she sat in your barren room, holding onto the book that held a piece of your excitement and dreams, she couldn't help but feel the weight of her own shortcomings as a mother. She wished she could turn back time, to undo the hurt she had caused you, to be the supportive and loving mother you deserved.

But no amount of regret could change the fact that you were gone, that she had lost the chance to make things right. The realization hit her like a wave, crashing down on her with a force she couldn't bear.

Tears streamed down Alexia's face as she clutched onto the book, her heart aching with the longing for your presence, for another chance to show you that she cared.

Why did I neglect the most fundamental tasks you asked of me, yet expect you to readily assist me in my every request?

She was still trying to look for you when she, reread your letter for the hundred time, she read the part where you said that you asked if you could go to the arcade with your friends and that you’ve always bent over backwards to fulfill her every request. She recalled the times, she would asked you to help her buy things before and during team building and didn’t even ask you if you wanted to join, instead reminding you that you had to help her clean up after it ended. She then remembered all the times you ask her if she could go to the beach with you, or attend your concert or events and she said she was busy.

She remembered how she always seemed to prioritize her own needs and desires over yours, expecting you to readily assist her in every request without considering your own wishes and feelings.

The weight of her negligence and selfishness hit her like a ton of bricks. She realized how she had taken you for granted, how she had failed to see the love and effort you were pouring into your relationship with her, only to be met with indifference and neglect in return.

Alexia's heart ached with the realization of her own hypocrisy. How could she have expected you to be there for her when she couldn't even spare a moment to acknowledge your needs and desires?

Why couldn’t she had just try to make time for you maybe then you would still be here with her, she thought as she was holding back tears telling herself she didn’t deserved to feel sad as it was all her fault.

Why was I consistently absent from your most significant moments, offering nothing but hollow excuses in return?

Alexia now had a routine go to training or a match and comeback home to try to look for you. The only times it ever change was when she had an away game even then, she checked the camera that she installed in the front door ( incase you came back and she wasn’t there) religiously. When she checked her phone she saw a message from Elena, she ignored it as now every time she saw it she saw a message from her she only remembers the fact that she missed your primary school graduation even though she promised you. Or the fact she always said that she had to help Elena with something and missed your milestones and important moments. She remembered all the reasons she thought was good reasons that now she realized was pitiful excuses.

All the times she said she was busy, and the way your eyes dimmed but you still hugged her and said it was okay. She wondered how much she hurt you but didn’t realized or more accurately was to busy to care.

And you... why didn't you question me when I stopped paying attention to you?

She found a photo album titled 2019 summer road trip, she didn’t remember going on any road trip before, when she opened the album she saw a photo of you in a car, she then remembered of the week she didn’t see you at all. And when she did you asked her if she wanted to ask you anything and she just ignored you thinking it was one of your antics. Turned out you had gone on a road trip for a week, and she didn’t even realized. She wondered why you didn’t ask her if she notice but you did in fact try to, as she vividly remembers you trying to tell her something but she just tuned it out and focused on her phone.

The weight of her neglect weighed heavily on Alexia as she flipped through the album, each photo a painful reminder of the moments she had missed, the moments she had failed to share with you.

She recalled the times you had tried to reach out to her, to question her absence, but she had brushed you off, too preoccupied with her own affairs to spare a moment for you. The guilt gnawed at her insides as she realized how much she had hurt you, how much pain she had caused with her indifference and neglect.

Alexia couldn't understand why you didn't push her more, why you didn't demand her attention and question her absence. She knew deep down that you deserved so much more, that you deserved a mother who would be there for you, who would prioritize your needs and desires above all else.

But instead, she had failed you time and time again, offering nothing but hollow excuses in return for your longing for recognition and acknowledgment.

As she sat there, surrounded by memories of the moments she had missed, Alexia couldn't help but feel a profound sense of regret. Regret for the time lost, for the moments she could never get back, for the love and attention she had failed to give you.

What actions of mine led you to accept the disdain from me , your own flesh and blood, to endure such neglect?

What exactly crossed my mind when I opted to engage with her instead of you, my own daughter?

Alexia couldn’t help but ask herself what exactly did she do to make you accept her negelct like it was normalcy, and maybe it was to you. Her mind settled on to the memory where she believed Elena over you, and scolded you for something you probably didn’t do. She then recalled the fact she had took the necklace back from Elena planning to give it back to you when you apologized. You never did, and that was a blessing in disguised. She rummaged around her drawer for the necklace and when she found it, she knew she didn’t give it to you that’s when she remembered in your letter it stated that you found someone that treated you like her own daughter, who was there for you when she wasn’t. She shouldn’t feel sad, angry or jealous that you relied on that women instead of her but as she held the necklace in her hands, engraved with the word "Princesa" and signed by someone named L.W., Alexia couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy towards this mysterious figure who had seemingly filled the void in your life that she had left gaping open.

She realized that she had pushed you away, prioritizing her own desires and relationships over nurturing the bond she had with you. The memory of scolding you based on Elena's words instead of listening to your side of the story haunted her, knowing now that it was a pivotal moment where she had failed you.

And as she sat there, clutching the necklace that symbolized the connection she had failed to maintain with you, Alexia couldn't help but wonder why she had chosen to engage with others instead of prioritizing you, her own flesh and blood.

She knew that her actions had led you to seek comfort and acceptance elsewhere, to find comfort in someone who treated you like their own daughter when she had failed to do so.

But even amidst the guilt and regret, Alexia realized that she couldn't change the past. All she could do now was acknowledge her mistakes, learn from them, and strive to be a better mother to you, even if it meant starting from scratch and earning back your trust and love.

And as tears welled up in her eyes, Alexia made a silent vow to herself – to never again neglect the most fundamental task of being a mother, to always prioritize you above all else, and to make up for the lost time and opportunities she had squandered in the past.

And despite the pain and letdowns I've inflicted, why did you persist in holding onto hope that I would come through for you

Despite the pain and letdowns she had inflicted, Alexia couldn't help but wonder why you persisted in holding onto hope that she would come through for you. It was a question that haunted her as she grappled with the realization of how much she had failed you, how much she had neglected to be the mother you needed and deserved.

When a parcel labeled for you arrived, Alexia couldn’t resist the urge to open it. Inside, she found a medal inscribed with the words "Copa Juvenil Estrella" – "Star Youth Cup." Confusion washed over her as she struggled to understand why you would receive a medal from one of the most competitive under-21 tournaments in Spain. It was then that the pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place.

She remembered the day of the tournament finals, the same day you had asked her to attend your football match. She recalled how she had brushed you off, claiming to be busy with her and Elena's training. It was a moment of realization that hit her like a bolt of lightning – she had prioritized her own interests over yours once again, and it may have been the final straw for you.

As Alexia connected the dots, she felt like burying herself six feet under. She couldn’t believe she didn’t know you were playing football much less knew you were playing it at such a high standard.

She wondered just what else she didn’t know about you. But she knew she could only hope that she’ll find you and that you’ll be able to forgive her so that you could build up your relationship again.

I just wish that one day I'll gather enough courage to ask for your forgiveness, and to find the strength to accept that you may never be there for me, regardless of how much I now yearn for your presence in my life

As Alexia was sitting down looking at her computer, a picture came up with you in her arms the day she adopted you and promised you she would love and take care of you forever. However all she did was the opposite, she remembered all the conversation’s or missed opportunities you had hinted at in your letter and, memories came rushing back to her,

“Mami, I made it into the school’s football team.”

The words barely registered as she mumbled a distracted response.

“But you promised you'd pick me up today.”

Your disappointment was palpable, "I know, sweetie, but something came up. The helper will take care of you," she said, barely sparing you a glance as I tried to focus on my task at hand.

"

As she watched you retreat to your room, she couldn't help but wonder why you seemed so upset. Didn't you understand that she had important things to attend to? Why couldn't you just be patient and wait for her to finish?

“Mami, can I go to the arcade with my friends? It’s the last day of school.”

She thought that you should help her with her teambuilding since you were her daughter after all.

"But I finished all my work."

Your insistence only added to her frustration. "I said no. End of discussion," I declared, my tone final as I brushed off your request. Didn't you understand that she had more important things to worry about than your petty desires?

"Why does she always choose someone else over me?"

As she watched you resign yourself to another night at home, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance. Why couldn't you just accept that she had my own life to live, her own priorities to attend to?

"Mom, why can't you come to my graduation?"

Your hurt was evident in your voice, but she couldn't afford to dwell on it. "I have a work commitment, sweetie," she replied, her words hollow .

"I didn’t do anything wrong, Mom."

Your protests fell on deaf ears as she refused to listen. "I don't want to hear it," she cut you off, her disappointment palpable as she struggled to come to terms with your perceived shortcomings.

All the things she thought about you and everything she said was what pushed you away. Each dismissive remark, each broken promise, each moment of neglect drove a wedge between you, widening the gap in your relationship until it became insurmountable.

As Alexia sat there, reflecting on her past actions and the impact they had on you, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of regret and remorse. She wished she could turn back time, to undo the hurt she had caused, to be the mother you needed and deserved.

But she knew that she couldn't change the past. All she could do now was acknowledge her mistakes and strive to do better in the future. She realized that she needed to confront her own shortcomings, to learn from her mistakes, and to prioritize you above all else.

With tears streaming down her face, Alexia made a silent vow to herself – to gather enough courage to ask for your forgiveness, and to find the strength to accept that you may never forgive her, regardless of how much she now yearned for your presence in her life.

As she sat there, clutching onto the memories of the moments she had missed, a notification from Instagram interrupted her thoughts. The post was from Arsenal, and the caption read:

"Welcome to Arsenal, our new signing Y/N Williamson”

[luvyeni]

ice skating date with sunghoon but reader doesn't even know how to ice skate she just wanted to spend some time with her crush and basically she ends up crying because she keeps falling so he comforts her ofc and a lil kiss for comfort at the end would be cute tehe 🤧

❛SKATE DATE❜ ( p. sunghoon )

p. park sunghoon x fem!reader w. 0.5k

warnings? none

— 𖦹 ( a skate date with sunghoon gone wrong ) !

"you can't regular skate." sunoo watched you rush back and forth to get ready , he could be knocking on the door at any moment. "so what makes you think you'll be able to ice skate?"

he was absolutely correct , you couldn't ice skate — it was cold , and wet and overall you had know intrest in it , but you did have a intrest in park sunghoon.

"how hard could it be , sunghoon does it all the time." sunoo laid flat out on your bed. "because he's a professional figure skater , it's his job." you rolled your eyes. "look i said he could pick the date , how was i supposed to know he'd choose ice skating."

there was a knock at the door , interrupting your conversation. "well just be careful , sunghoon will be the one taking care of you if you break a leg." you nodded , grabbing your things. "i'll be home later tonight."

you opened the door to the tall brunette standing in front of , absolutley breath taking. "hey." he smiled , his nose a bit red from the cold. "you ready." you nodded , shouting to sunoo one last time before closing the door.

the drive to the rink was short , both of you sharing stories from your day , laughing and dancing to music. "you ready?" he asked pulling into the parking lot. "of course." you smiled nervously , how hard could it be?

horrible , it was absolutely horrible. not only did you look like bambi trying to walk on skates , you were cold and wet due to you falling multiple times.

things were going fine for like the first five minutes , you were actually getting the hang of it — that was until two little evil kids who you swore were plotting from the beginning , skated a little to close to you , sending you straight to the ground for the final time. "ouch."

"okay , that's enough." sunghoon helped you up. "let's go sit down before you break something." he held on to your hand , guiding you back to the sitting area. "let me help." he bent down , taking your skates off , putting your shoes back on. "i'll go get you something to warm up , your shivering."

he walked away , leaving you to sit with your own embarrassment. tears burned in your eyes , falling down your cheeks. "hey i bought you a hot- ( name )." he sat the cups down. "what's wrong are you hurt?" he grabbed your hands , checking for bruises.

"i'm fine." you pulled away , wiping your eyes. "just embarrassed , i ruined our date." you sniffled. "why didn't you say you couldn't skate." he asked. "we could've done something else." he said. "i didn't want to be picky , i just wanted to hang out with you , but all i did was embarrass myself."

he was silent for second , before he let out a chuckle. "ah ( name ) , you're so cute." he grabbed your chin , making you look at him. "i don't care what we went , i wanted to be with you , i like you." you smiled. "even when i look like bambi on ice." he laughed , pulling you into a kiss that warmed your entire body , pulling away , a smiled on his face.

"even when you look like bambi on ice."

©️LUVYENI

[eatmeandbirthmeagain]

◇ The Lady In Armour - King Baldwin x Reader: Part 2 (Final Part) ◇

◇ Long Fic ◇

A/N: Hello! This is part 2 of a fic I wrote a few days ago requested by the lovely @lzsia! As always, this is based on the film Kingdom Of Heaven and not the real historical figures. This will be the last part (mainly because it would hurt too much to write a charicter death😭) but also because I think it wrapped up nicely, I hope everyone agrees! This is set pre-film. Enjoy!

PS: Also this has a desctiption of y/n

TW: Leprosy, mentions of death

Y/n was unsure how to approach this conversation. She was unprepared for such an informal meeting. When Tiberias told her that the king would be “deciding her fate”, she expected a trial to decide if she lives or dies. Not a personal conversation about her past. But nevertheless, if the king was prepared to be kind and spare her life, she would take it over being sentenced to death.

“Well, I was never supposed to be in the battle. It was a mistake” y/n began. “I was a mercenary in Saladin’s army and I was tricked into joining by a man who I belived was my friend” she paused, unwilling to go much further. She was not willing to share such details of her life with a man she had just met, royalty or not.

“Interesting,” Baldwin replied after a few moments. “And how did you come to be a mercenary?” he pressed. Y/n felt unsure of this. It seemed that he was questioning her for information on how to proceed in punishing her. But his eyes told a different story. He looked genuinely interested in what she had to say. He was a very complex man, nowhere near as simple minded as the other men in the mercenaries.

“I left my family when I was 14 to join. My father had been a mercenary as well, I wished to avenge his death since he had no sons to do it for him” y/n stated.

“That was a very kind thing for you to have done,” Baldwin smiled kindly. Y/n was suprised by his words. “Thank you sir” she attempted to hide her confusion. “If I may ask a question, your majesty? y/n added quickly. “Of course,” he answered just as fast.

“Why have I not been executed? Or enslaved? You have treated me with the utmost respect and yet I am a prisoner of war. Why is that?” She was sure by now he knew how suspicious she was of his compassion.

Baldwin sighed before speaking. “Well, last night when I saw you for the first time, you intrested me. Your strength in the face of death was admirable, I had to know more about you”. Now it was y/n’s turn to listen intently. Nobody had ever said something like that to her before. Most men in her hometown simply complemented her looks or body, not her strength.

She couldn't help but smile at his honesty. “That is very kind of you to say. Truth be told, I was suspicious of your compassion, but truly you are the most intriguing man I have ever met. With your permission I would love to get to know you also” Baldwin was pleasantly surprised by her reply. She had a fabulous way with words, more so than any woman he had ever met. “That would be wonderful,” he replied. “Can you play chess?” he added, gesturing to the small table on the opposite side of the room. “Yes, my father taught me” 

“Excellent, would you care to play?” he offered enthusiastically.

Y/n chuckled at his excitement, “yes, I would love to”. 

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The two played in silence. She was far better than he assumed her to be and more than once she had him completely backed into a corner. Yet another thing about her that shocked him. The game went on for a long while until y/n called out, “check mate”. Baldwin was lost for words. She was incredible. He had not even noticed that she could win in one more move. Y/n grinned when she noticed his widened eyes and bewildered expression. He turned his head from the board to meet her eye.

“You had me interested madame, but now you have me but now have me encapsulated”. Y/n tilted her head to the side, her smile never changed.

“There is much more to me than this”

“And I will listen until I hear everything there is to tell” he replied.

The two played one more game of chess until the sun sunk below the horizon. The candle light and the setting sun bathed the room in a warm glow.

They wished they had more time together, but soon the king's physicians would soon arrive to clean his wounds and change his bandages. They said their farewells and made arrangements to see eachother again the following afternoon before two guards escorted y/n back to the servant chambers. Baldwin had requested that she not be kept in the dungeon with the other prisoners. She was far too precious for that.

Once his physicians concluded their work and departed from his chambers, the king lay on his bed, thinking. Just as he had done the night before. But this time, his thoughts were far happier. The day had gone perfectly. She was incredible. Her sharp mind had him amazed. He desperately wanted to hear more about her. Perhaps even tell her some things about himself. Her beautiful face was the last thing to cross his mind before he fell into a deep, peaceful sleep.

On the other side of the castle, y/n was in a very similar situation. The king had her intrigued as much as she had him interested. He was very different to what she had assumed. She believed he would be arrogant, as many men his age were. But not at all. He was very wise for his age and surprisingly kind. Not only that, but he was far more attractive than she expected.

The bandages around his nose and cheeks somehow added to his already perfect face. His golden blonde hair looked soft and his eyes were like a clear blue sky. She had no idea what was happening to her. Being attracted to a man such as him came with risks. Perhaps he was using her for information on Saladin’s army? She had to remain focused and not allow her feelings to get in the way. But she couldn't deny the fact that these feelings were definitely at the front of her mind.

Y/n lay awake for a few more hours before finally closing her eyes and allowing herself to fall into a light sleep.

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The next morning y/n was awake early. The small group of servant women from yesterday had provided her with a new set of clothing. She cleaned up her appearance and waited in the servant chambers to be retrieved and escorted to the king. She found herself looking forward to seeing him. She wondered what they would do together. What questions he would ask while watching her with his full attention. A smile crossed her face at the thought of that. 

Finally Tiberias, accompanied by two guards, arrived to escort her. They made a few different turns than yesterday causing y/n to feel suspicion creep up again. She was almost tempted to ask where they were going, but thought best to stayed silent.

Finally, they came to an archway that led to the castle courtyard. The suspicion drained away when she saw the king sitting on a bench close to the arch, reading a book.

He looked up and smiled when he saw them. “Good afternoon my lady,” he greeted her, kissing her hand gently. “Good afternoon, your majesty,” she replied. “Leave us,” Baldwin told the guards. They turned to walk away, Tiberias followed. 

“Now, shall we take a walk?” the king asked, holding out an arm for her to hold. “Of course” y/n replied warmly, taking his arm.

The gardens of the castle were beautiful. Something out of a fairy tale. The grass was impossibly green, and every flower was brighter than the last. The courtyard was massive, giving them plenty of time to enjoy eachothers company. The two spoke of many things, but y/n avoided talking too much about herself, hoping Baldwin would not notice.

He did infact notice. “Enough about me, how about yourself? You mentioned leaving your family. Do you have any siblings?” he asked curiously. “Yes I do, three most unpleasant sisters” she replied.

Baldwin chuckled at that. “And I believed growing up with one was enough!”

Y/n grinned. “Yes, three of them was more than enough sisterly-experience for me. They disliked me as much as my mother did” 

“Was your mother against you joining the mercenaries?” he asked

“Very much so, she refused to allow me to even approach my fathers sword for fear that I would ‘get ideas’. But my mind was made up the second I received word of my fathers death”

Baldwin hummed in reply, obviously deep in thought at the statement. 

The pair sat down on a small grassy hill and continued to speak of y/n’s family. She finally gave in a little and told him about her experience in the mercenaries, her family's disapproval of her behavior and how her father was the only one in her family to fan the flame of her spirit.

It was early evening when a small framed servant woman came to tell the two that dinner had been prepared.

“Would you care to join me for dinner y/n?” the king asked. Up until this point, she had been eating whatever leftovers were brought to the servant chambers. “I would love to, but are prisoners supposed to dine with royalty?” she asked coyly, a small smirk playing at the corner of her mouth. Baldwin smiled, “from now on, you are no longer a prisoner. You are a guest”.

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The dinner was just the two of them on account of everybody else being preoccupied with other duties. It was pleasant for both of them.

Y/n appreciated the food being still warm this time, enjoying the first good meal she had in months. Maybe years. Once they had finished, it was already dark outside. Baldwin suggested that they go to his chambers to continue their conversation. 

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“Y/n, may I tell you something?” the young king asked once they were both settled. “Of course you can,” she replied, quickly becoming curious. Baldwin closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “I really like you y/n” He paused. “I know we have only known each other for a few days, but you are the most wonderful person I have ever met. I do not want you to leave. I do not want this to end” he took her hand in his. “I have been alone for so long and I believed I would be alone forever, but you have seen past my disease and right into my heart”.

Y/n felt warmth swell in her chest. She refused to deny her feelings any longer. For the first time in her life, she let go of logic and thought with her heart. And her heart wanted him. “I am not going to leave you Baldwin. It feels like I have known you for my whole life. And i think-” she paused, but she shook away the urge to think this through “I love you”. In a matter of seconds, their lips were locked together.

There was no regret shared when they pulled away. “I love you too y/n” he felt tears begin to well in his eyes. He tried not to blink so as to not let them fall but she noticed. She always noticed. She placed a hand on his cheek, stroking it with her thumb softly. “There is no need to cry. I'm right here and I am not leaving you” she said warmly.

The young king smiled, his lip quivering slightly. He turned away so she could not see him like this, but she used the hand on his cheek to turn his face back to look at her, meeting his tear filled eyes. She wiped his tears with her thumb. “Why are you crying?” she said sweetly. “I just never thought this day would come. Someone with a disease such as mine does not deserve such love and kindness, much less from an angel like you” his voice was shaky. He cursed himself for being so weak in front of her.

But she simply cupped her hands around his face.”You deserve the world Baldwin. You showed me kindness even though I am a prisoner. You have such a beautiful soul and your disease does not define you. Never forget that” her words were so gentle. He wanted to cry in her arms and never leave. It took all of his strength to prevent himself from sobbing. He could barely get a single word out, just nodded his head quickly. Y/n opened her arms, bringing him against her chest.

He could not hold back anymore. He sobbed into her shoulder. Every suppressed emotion he had felt since his life changed forever at the diagnosis came out in that moment.

Y/n laid back on the couch so he could lay down on top of her. He was surprisingly light for his athletic build. He wrapped his arms around her waist and cried into her chest for a long time while y/n rubbed his back, occasionally kissing the top of his head.

Finally, his breathing evened out and his body relaxed. Y/n looked down to see his eyes closed, lips slightly parted. Her heart melted at the sight. He had fallen asleep on her chest, it was the most adorable thing she had ever seen.

No doubt about it, she had a soft spot for him. A soft spot in her heart that she didn't even know existed. But he had crawled inside nonetheless. She leant her head back and grinned, this was the happiest she had felt in her entire life despite the circumstances. She decided at that moment that she could wait no longer. She wanted to marry this man.

She heard his breathing deepen into soft snoring as he fell further into sleep. She wanted to stay awake as long as she could to watch over him. She watched his back rise and fall with each deep, even breath.

Y/n remained awake the entire night just admiring him. She was not even tired by morning. Something about seeing him in such a peaceful rest made her feel more refreshed than any amount of sleep could.

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It was a week later exactly that Baldwin asked for her hand in marriage. He waited until the perfect moment to ask. They had gone out riding that morning, planning to spend the entire day together. They had stopped to allow their horses to rest for a moment atop a hill when he asked. There was nobody around for miles. Just them. It was perfect. They were married the very same month, and as requested by the king, y/n took comand of the army of Jerusalem. And she went down in history, forever known as The Lady in Armour.

[r26yz]

Hi :)

Rasie is opening her commision again :) I am really sorry I have to increase the price a little bit, I hope you don't mind.

DM me if you are intrested :D

Oh right, if you want more examples of my work you can check them here

No slots :D

add : there’s a typo in just realized! its supposed to be 500k for IDR, i missed a letter :(

[idk-my-aesthetic]

TBT deleted scenes

you can find all the deleted scenes and a bunch of early story boards on youtube, but heres some highlights

branch and poppy have a "couples scrapbooking montage" to make the conspiracy board

JD has a massive amount of wallet pictures of his brothers

it looks like at some point velvet and veneer were supposed to be bergins, which makes sense, but was later changed to what we have now

branch being one of gristle's groomsmen and supporting gristle when he gets nervous, also smidge being part of the team getting gristle together and cooper being part of bridgets wake up team was a cute little moment of like gender non conformity that i guess got cut

floyd had dark hair with blue tips and was somehow more emo

we got to see baby branch's perm

velvet had space buns

velvet keeps floyd locked in a chest and he visibly squints against the light which is so much more angsty omg

ronda went through a bunch of intresting design changes, my favorites so far were a second pair of eyes and a design that was very hippo like

jd mentioning smthn about a net and a grapple gun i think my man was going to straight up kidnap bruce and clay

poppy made them go through a training montage

viva just watching poppy ramble and smile as she does oh my heartttttt

velvet and vaneer covering the obvious trolls in their chests with very obvious scarves is hilarious

cute little sequence of bridget and gristle gearing up for their honey moon

they originally had the climb to vaycay island be much more difficult, branch falls and in the first version is saved by poppy, in the second he is arguing with JD and is then saved by him

thats all ive seen so far! go check em out if you feel like it

[thejournallo]

Explain the shift: the no method.

As always, I will love to hear your thoughts! and if you have any questions, I will be more than happy to answer them! If you liked it, leave a comment or reblog (that is always appreciated!). if you are intrested in more method check the masterlist!

you are 100% going to get more result using no method that any other method.

For the moment, let's have a real talk, though. because I noticed that the majority of the methods that are supposed to make you shift are all the same, all with the same structure as the Raven method. So you close your eyes,count to a number while you visualize, and once you are done, you have to do this action or just go to sleep to wake up there. That is the basic idea of a shifting method. I decided to take those basics and simply adapt to my needs! because i will never succed if i use method that are made for other people minds.

how do i shift in a specific reality?

As I said in one of my old posts about shifting, I am a non-control shifter, which means I just fall asleep, and if I shift, it is in a totally random place. but I do have my method to control more where I go!

Be in a comfortable position, and close your eyes. visualize where you want to go, your comfort character, everything about your DR (those are options of what you can visualize, not what you have to visualize).

Imagine yourself in a loop, going on and on about your day in the D.R., and just falling asleep. You will wake up there.

my thoughts:

As a person with ADHD, I struggle a lot to stay in the same position, counting slowly and repeating affirmations. This is something that tired me a lot mentally and, consequently, physically. I was struggling, and I felt bad.

Then I realized that I have to adapt every method to me, and I don't have to adapt for anyone.

[coffee-starlight-1111]

Setila would called astro and dandy "dad" Infront of every toon idk how they all react.

☆Oki-

🌈🌼The toons reactions rn:

Boxten:...wha?-

Poppy:ehhh!!!????-

Shrimpo:HOW THE FRIK-

Toodles:*suprise noises*

Brightney:Did setila just call them...dad??-

Finn:🤯🤯🤯🤯

Flutter:*silent confusion*

Razzle & Dazzle:WOAH!! I didn't know that!(That sounds like 2 dads & one adoptive kid thing..)

Glisten:*has no idea on what to say*

Cosmo:Huh?-

Goob:what'd I just hear in a minute?-

Scraps:why am I not surprised when I heard that-

Rodger:how..am I supposed to make a theory about this?

Teagan:Hmm, that was mostly unexpected.

Tisha:Oh?-

Sprout:..OOOOOHH-

Shelly:*suprised but intrested*

Pebble:arf??

Vee: Dandy. Plz explain.

[I sometimes post these stuff on what @shadowmiesha says when I check my inbox cause yes-]

[theyareweird]

Kianna in Wonderland - Part 1

A Wonderland

Kianna opened her eyes and was greeted by a bright blue sky. It was partly cloudy. Various twisted tree branches could be been on the edges of her field of vision. When Kianna sat up, her amber eyes scanned her surroundings. She was in a thick forested area, but the trees bent and twisted in peculiar ways. In addition, the leaves were unusual colors. Some were pink, others were blue. Meanwhile, some trees contained purple leaves. The grass underneath Kianna was a vibrant green.

When Kianna stood up, she realized her attire had changed. Instead of a nightgown, she was dawning a mostly blue-gray colored Lolita dress with a white corset. Kianna then brished off the fuffled skirt to see the black and white stripped sleeves matched her tights. When she turned around, a big blue-gray bow was tied to her back. It was almost as wide as her skirt.

She petite girl frowned. Kianna could have sworn she had gone to bed. She didn't know how she ended up in the middle of nowhere. Before Kianna could decide on where to go, a tall figure with light orange hair suddenly approached her from the woods. This young man was dressed in black slacks and a matching waistcoat. His tall, white rabbit ears stuck out from his traditional tophat.

"Can I ask how I woke up here"? Kianna questioned with pursed lips.

Despite the orange-haired figure's weird appearance, he wore a frown on his face. His burnt-orange eyes stared down at Kianna with worry. "I don't know... And I don't care". The young man snipped in dismissal. He then snatched a gold pocket watch hanging off a chain from his waistcoat and held it up in the palm of his white gloved hand. Glancing at the time, the adolescent heavily sighed. "My name is Akatsuki... Now, you’re going to be late to the royal tea party if you don't hurry up". He said in a huff. With a flick of his wrist, Akatsuki tucked his watch into the pocket of his waistcoat.

Kianna's eyes then glazed over in thought. This guy reminded her of The White Rabbit, from the 'Alice in Wonderland' book. Kianna then recalled how she flipped through an old, but favored, picture book from her childhood before falling asleep in bed. It all made sense now. Kianna concluded she must be dreaming. If this was the case, she could do whatever she wanted in her dream.

"If the Cheshire Cat isn't coming, then I have no reason to go". Kianna stated. The cat was her favorite character and she was determined to spend some time with the kitty. "Bye-bye". Kianna dismissed, waving the White Rabbit off.

Akatsuki wasn't ammused and tiredly groaned in response. "Of course he'll be there". He stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "The King of Hearts expects all his subjects to be in attendance to please his beloved Queen". Akatsuki stated. "Let’s go. I don't intend on being beheaded". He snapped. Akatsuki then turned around to reveal his cotton tail and silently walked back in the direction he came.

Kianna was taken back by Akatsuki's last words. She wasn't expecting the king to be the feared ruler. Regardless, this white rabbit meant what he said because he didn't bother looking over his shoulder to check if Kianna was following him. Due to this, the short girl decided to follow closely behind him. As she walked in her Mary Jane shoes, Kianna's curious eyes attempted to take in her environment. Her line of sight then landed on some peculiar stones surrounded by tattered cloth. Furrowing her brow, Kianna stopped and leaned down to inspect the stones further. Looking closer, Kianna's eyes widened upon realization. The supposed stones were the skeletal remains of a person. Someone was left to rot here.

Meanwhile, a pair of blue-gray eyes watched the two individuals make their way through the woods. The slit-pupils dilated with intrest. "So, am I going to have to kill this Alice, too"? A bored groan echoed. Although this person didn't show it, this little Alice seemed to peek their intrest. This one looked different from all the previous Alices. Rather than be tall and busty, this Alice appeared to be five-two in height. Her chest was also flat. If anything, the differences were interesting because her overall appearance was similarly striking to a doll. It was cute.

Boxed-in by tall hedges, a dignified man sat in a red throne at the head of a long table. His black dress shirt was left with two of the holes unbuttoned to reveal his chest. "I doubt that". The brown-haired man replied. "I have a feeling this Alice will entertain you". He reassured.

Beside the man, was a young lady. She sat in a throne wearing a red and black dress with golden heart lace embroidery. Her long hair matched the young man's shoulder-length hair beside her. Although the pair were in another location, they could clearly communicate with the mysterious figure watching Akatsuki and Kianna in the woods.

"I guess we'll see, Your Majesty". The unknown voice replied through a heavy sigh.

"Give this Alice a chance. She could make you happy". The young lady begged. Her mahogany eyes were filled with concern.

The dignified man then stretched out his large hand to the young lady beside him and began stroking her cheek to soothe her worry. "Don’t fret, my Queen. Smile... Alice is almost here". He cooed. Unlike his lovely wife, the King of Hearts sat cross-legged as he relaxed in his chair.

At the same table, a rugged March Hare sat slumped in his chair. It was obvious the royal couple were having a private discussion with their relative inside their minds, but he found it a bit annoying he couldn't be part of the full conversation. All he knew was half the dialogue the King and Queen of Hearts were saying out loud in response. Of course, they didn't need to do that. They could respond telepathically. Perhaps the couple simply forgot they didn't need to speak out loud.

"Why bother seeing another Alice"? The blonde March Hair whined. "She’s just going to be as boring and annoying as all the others. She won't please the King's cousin. None of them will". He grumbled.

The Queen then turned her attention onto the March Hair. "You don't know that, Hanabusa. This one could be different. Besides, some of them were fun"! She smiled at the fond memories. "I doubt all Alices will go insane or escape". The Queen argued.

"Sure..." The King replied. Unfortunately, his beloved Queen had no memories of all the Alices being brutality murdered. The King insisted on erasing her memories himself and all the subjects were happy to play dumb. It was a funny game to them.

A mouse then rose up out from inside a pink teapot. The glass lid balanced on top of her head as she spoke. "Not all of them died... One escaped, Takuma." The mouse tiredly yawned.

Across the March Hair was another blonde young man. His large green hat matched his shining eyes and tailor-like attire. "Oh, Rima, you're such a joy"! He giggled. Takuma then slapped his hand on top of the lid, forcefully pushing the mouse back inside her teapot.

Hanabusa tore his blue eyes away from the Queen in shame. "I'm sorry, Lady Yuki". He bowed. "I spoke out of tern".

"Now, now..." Takuma tisked. "Let's try to be positive! I always enjoy new tea party guests"! He beamed with a smile.

Meanwhile, in the forest, Kianna's breath caught in her throat. Unfortunately, she didn't have time to process the discovery of someone's corpse.

"Hurry up"! Akatsuki's voice bellowed out from ahead.

Kianna then quickly darted up to Akatsuki down the forested path. After a few minutes, the rabbit man came to a keyhole shapped shrub at the end of the woods. He stopped, steped aside and gestured for Kianna to walk through it. As Kianna timidly approached the entrance, Akatsuki graciously bowed and said "Announcing the long-awaited Alice".

Kianna haulted at Akatsuki's words. Her name wasn't Alice. Like a deer in the headlights, Kianna froze on the spot. Everyone's eyes were suddenly on her.

While everyone's attention was averted elsewhere, a cat-like figure suddenly appeared in the tree looming over the tea setting. A red-headed young man layed in the tree across one of the thick branches. His expression was blank as his red tail swished playfully. With one detatched hand, he lifted the lid to the top of a pink teapot. Rima, the mouse, was dangling at the bottom of the lid from a string. Usibg his other hand, the young man pinched Rima's tail in between his fingers and ripped her away from the lid. The lid clattered shut atop the teapot as the young man's hands returned to his body.

"Let me go, Senri"! Rima squeaked.

Senri rolled his eyes at Rima's protest. She should know by now she's his one source of entertainment. "Play with me until Alice arives". Senri sighed. From there, the cat proceeded to toss the mouse in between his palms, like a ball.

Akatsuki's eyes narrowed. Not everyone had heard his announcement. "Announcing the highly-anticipated Alice"! He emphasized. Despite Akatsuki's attempt, Senri proceeded to play with Rima. "Why do I bother"? He grumbled. Akatsuki then shrugged and went to his seat at the table.

Rima, hearing Akatsuki, looked up across the garden. "Uh? It's Alice"! She squeaked. With that, Rima rushed diwn the tree and back onto the table.

"Alice," The King called. "Come introduce yourself". He said, curling his fingers towards himself.

A young woman with wavy waist-length, toffee-colored hair then stepped forward. She stood proudly beside the king. "Do as King Kaname commands". The young lady said sternly.

Kaname then turned his head to the side and said "Ruka, at ease". At his word, the girl a red heart armor relaxed.

A silver-haired young man then impatiently crossed his arms. He stood in black ace armor beside Queen Yuki's throne. "It'll be easier on all of us if you just do it". The young man mumbled.

"Zero, be nice". Yuki scolded.

Senri then looked over at the petite girl. "Hopefully this little Alice isn't annoying". He muttered to himself.

Yuki immediately grinned from her throne. "Hi! Come sit with us"! She excitedly greeted.

Kianna was confused. She didn't want to be rude, but she couldn't properly introduce herself if these people were mistaking her for someone else. Kianna didn't know what to say. For now, she thought it was best to join the table and avoid making anyone upset. Kianna then approached the long table filled with food and multiple tea settings. Sitting down in a plush armchair, she looked over the various treats and beverages at the table. Petite Fours, Macaroons and cake-pops were only a few of the foods offered at the party. Kianna couldn't believe her eyes. All this food made her completely forget about the corpse in the forest.

Surprise: @nunezs-stuff

[alterrune]

A SUDDEN CHANGE IN REGIME

Note to all the new people I've attracted from the Splatoon community: This post is for the people who've been fans of this blog before this sudden shift in fandoms. This blog is supposed to center around a Henry Stickmin fanstory known as "Altering the Outcome", which involves two OCs, Alter & Violet, two canon characters, Henry & Ellie, and Kyle (yours truly, and these posts usually come from my POV). This is what I normally post, and I'll be honest, I missed doing this.

(The rest of the CSB [ColorStreak Battalion] are currently all glaring daggers into me. I'm sitting in a chair in my room, with the 4 hovering over me with stern looks on their faces.)

Okay, guys. What did I do?

Maybe start with the whole "Splatoon 3" thing? What's going on there?

Yeah. We decide to check out the blog and all of a sudden it's all green.

(sigh) Okay, look guys, I don't think I've told you about this whole thing.

Clearly not. We read your post about this being a thing since somewhere between late Febuary & early March?

And you've been hiding this from us...why?

(I legit have no other choice but to fess up.)

Because I was afraid you guys would laugh at me, alright?! I don't like to admit it, but sometimes I feel like you guys would actually laugh at me for some of the things I do, AND THIS IS ONE OF THOSE THINGS!!!

(All of them suddenly go silent. For the first time ever, I went ballistic on them. I had to. I had to or else the point wouldn't have gone across.)

Wait...THAT'S why? Kyle, buddy...we would never do that. Not to you.

Yeah. We're not just some OCs you made, we're your friends. And as you've seen in battle, we'd gladly take a bullet for you.

Laughing at the enemies? Yeah, we'll do that, and you'll join in. But you're not an enemy, Kyle, you're a friend.

The Colorstreak Battalion, our little 5-person group, wouldn't be the same without you.

(I suddenly begin welling up in tears, outstrectching my arms for a hug.)

(sniff) Get over here, ya big saps!

(The four of them all group hug me while I'm crying tears of absolute joy. I made this story, and by proxy, them. They're characters in a fangame I made. But this isn't something they were programmed to do. They do this out of their own volition. They were always a bit self-aware, but they've already outright embraced it a long time ago. This hug...it's genuine. Not coded, but genuine.)

Thanks, guys. (sniff) It means a lot coming from you.

Anytime, Kyle. Say, how about letting us in on the festivities?

Yeah! We're totally intrested in this. It's Past vs. Present vs. Future, right?

Well, guess what? We always look to the future as well. So we're with you on Team Future all the way, Kyle.

Yeah. Give us some Inkling weapons, we're ready for some Turf War!

(Drying off the last of my tears, I'm suddenly taken aback in shock. They actually want to join in on this. This was the exact opposite of what I expected them to do, and I love it.)

You guys...want to join in? Like hell I'd say otherwise! Let's do this, together!

YEAH!

ACHIEVEMENT UNLOCKED: Anarchistic ColorStreak Rainbow

[plantcrazy]

Chapter 12 - Completing The Mission (Part 2)

Summary: Henry stared at the [Res͜e̸t] ̕ button flickering in front of him. No way forward, one way back; a long way back. What was he supposed to do now? Give up on everything? Give up on all the hours of work he'd put into getting this far? Give up on his friends? ... Henry tightened his fist, No. He'd find a way. He wasn't giving up. Not yet.

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Running a wee bit later than I said. What happened was, normally I sit on my chapters for two weeks (or at least a week) before another beta read, then upload and the last beta read I did of Ch.12 was 4 days ago, so, on a hunch, I re-read the whole thing and... completely re-wrote the ending and added to a major confrontation in the middle ^^;

The confrontation is better now, and ending 10 times better! I was ify on the original version's ending, so I'm much happier to upload this newer version. I feel it reads better and the characters motivations/fears are coming across a lot clearer.

Anyway, enjoy guys, I'm very very happy with how this has turned out & Speed painting below.

If you found the speedpaint intresting, for this cover I did a break down, step-by-step of how I make my cover art.

Feel free to check that out here.

[synthsays]

GUYS!!

Did I ever tell you about how I love the 1998 Miniseries "Stephen King's : The Shining" ?

It's so good!

I know a lot of people say that the book version of the shining isn't that great and that the 1980 Stanley Kubrick movie is the best adaptation of the story, but personally I disagree. Sure, the 1980 movie is great and is a genuinely good scary movie, but the backstories of the characters are practically erased to make room for the scary factors. Really large parts of the plot are rewritten as well. I think the book was great, and the miniseries is so much closer to the book plot wise, character-castings wise AND setting wise. The ending of the book and miniseries is 1000% better than the 1980's one was. ⚠ Spoilers Below ⚠ check the miniseries out on Internet Archive, the book on Libby or at the library and the 1980 movie on Vudu or else where!

In the book and miniseries Jack Torrance still has some chance at redemption, even from the beginning. Sure, the first sentence of the book is him calling his employer a prick, but that's because he was being pretty rude and picky. One of my favorite things about the book/miniseries is the croquet mallet. I don't know why but it's just so much more silly and cool than the boring axe. Croquet Mallet my beloved <3. Jack's internal conflict with his dad and alcohol problems, etc. are also really intresting to watch. The scrapbook explaining the hotel's history was very important to the whole plot, because it explained the whole reason Jack went over his breaking point, but the 1980 movie just deleted that whole post point, which is very annoying. Danny's "imaginary friend" Tony is never explained in the 1980 movie, but turns out to be Danny's older self somehow talking to him in the miniseries. I'm not sure if it says Tony was older Danny or not in the book. I'm biased but Jack Torrance is %1000000 more silly in the miniseries. I know it's controversial and that he's kind of a terrible person but he's just a silly guy when he's not trying to kill his family. The party guests... now that's a whole nother story. Wolfman is certainly an intresting character, but is clearly a scare factor. For context, Wolfman is a party guest in a wolf mask and tail that scares Danny a lot. Instead of a hedge maze, which is no where to be found in the book or miniseries, there a hedge animals, which come to life and attack Jack, Danny, and Mr. Halloran. Jack is writing a play, much like in the 1980 movie, called "The Little School" I'm not sure how much the plot of it is described in the book. Also, Jack was a teacher at a school before he was the caretaker at The Over look. I say *was* because he was fired and fighting a student in the parking lot (the student *did* slash his tires but that not and excuse ;-;) he was an English teacher and the sponsor for the speech and debate club. Wendy, now Wendy is just a silly lil gal. She's trying her best to just get by and she is just not doing to great. Obv she doesn't trust Jack with Danny too often bc Jack broke Danny's fucking arm (not *really* on purpose but he was still drunk blah blah blah) and Wendy still has her knife in the book & miniseries. She hits Jack over the head with a croquet ball instead of a bat, but croquet balls are pretty heavy so it did as much damage. Going back to Jack's problem with his dad I mentioned earlier. We find out through the book that Jack's dad wasn't the best of guys, if you catch my drift, but I think Jack still tried to impress him before he died and all. Because the hotel is rather off grid, located in the mountains, the Torrance family's only mode of communication is a CRT Radio. The hotel makes Jack hallucinate that his dad's voice is coming from the radio and that he's saying Jack is weak etc. Etc. Jack is having a pretty much mental breakdown and responds with " you're supposed to be dead! Stay Dead!" Before smashing the CRT radio with the previously mentioned croquet mallet. This cuts off the Torrance family's communication but it is also a very intriguing scene to watch. OMFG <- I just realized something.

So, the whole scene in room 217 (in the 1980 movie its a different number but I'm too lazy to look it up) Danny is strangled by the ghost/poltergeist of the lady who died in that room. So obv Danny has bruises on his neck. Jack is yelling at him from down stairs because Danny stole the room key and he wasn't supposed to do that. Cue Wendy running and and both her and Jack run up to get Danny. Once Wendy gets to Danny and sees his bruises, she immediately accused Jack of doing it. Later in the living room/common room/ whatever room Danny is still in major shock from being strangled obv and Wendy is kind of rocking him back and forth. Suddenly Danny snaps out of his trance and starts yelling "It was her it was her!" (Refering to the lady in room 217) but since he was in Wendy's lap and jumps out and runs over to Jack. Jack notices a lipstick mark on Danny's cheek (again, from the lady in room 217) and immediately turns to Wendy and asks if she did it. THIS IS WHERE MY AU COMES IN. I PRESENT...

The Role Swap AU: The Shining Edition

Wendy is the one to go insane because of her anxiety instead of Jack w/ his alcoholism.

[littleberrybat]

If you could relive any of your memories, which would it be?

Ok so when I was 16 I was really into kpop, and not to be all I liked it before it was cool, but I'm old enough that it legitimately wasn't cool or a very common interest at the time. At least where I lived, I'm sure it was popular other places. But anyways, I heard that Boyfriend was going to be performing in Chicago* and I was immediately desperate to go. I'd never even dreamed that I'd get the chance to see a kpop band and then suddenly here was an opportunity.

As far as I know this was the first a kpop band that played somewhere in the US that wasn't on the east or west coast, and I figured if I didn't go then I'd never get the chance to see a kpop band again. I begged my mom to drive me down to Chicago like I had never wanted anything as much as I wanted to go to that concert, and I had just enough money saved that I could afford a ticket in the nosebleed section. Initially she said no, but then a few days later she said yes she'd drive and that she'd actually go to the concert with me. I just about died from excitement.

The magical part of this story is that while we were standing outside the venue waiting to be let in a lady came through asking if everyone in our line had gotten their wristband yet. I said no, so she gave us one.

Fast forward to the end of the concert and they make an announcement that anyone who paid for the VIP meet-and-greet should congregate in the lobby and make sure their wristbands were visible. I couldn't believe it, I was like wait wait WAIT do you mean the wristband that I'm wearing???

Turns out that in the chaos of people waiting to get in, we'd accidentally stood in the line for people who'd bought the really expensive VIP tickets. And by some incredible luck and a lady who definitely fucked up by not checking our tickets before giving us a wristband, I got to meet the band. It wasn't like one on one or anything, they were sitting at a table and we walked past them while they signed the photobooks we'd been given. Still I was over the moon about it. We did get to high five each of them tho lol.

I actually thought a lot about this ask and what memory I'd pick, which idk maybe it's not supposed to be that deep. I picked this one because I've never been that excited about anything in my life, even now. I was so blissfully happy and not self conscious about my intrests or what I looked like. I'd also never been around so many people that liked the same thing as me before, and there were significantly more people than I'd been expecting. I hadn't known so many people liked kpop so that was cool.

And maybe more than that, this is one of the few genuinely good experiences I've had with my mom. I grew up in an abusive and neglectful household and most of my early life was very very bad. I have no idea why my mom let me go or even actually how I found the courage to ask because I knew better than to ask for things. That's also part of why I was so excited because she was being so nice to me. And few months after the concert shit really hit the fan and I couldn't handle things anymore, so this was the last time I remember being happy for a very long time.

I'm doing well now tho! I'm healthy and safe, and even tho I still struggle with things, the last time I was really happy was this morning. I had pancakes for breakfast and tilly (my cat) insisted on laying on the table in front of me while I ate. She's shedding her winter coat like crazy tho so I think I probably ate some cat fur too lmao.

*Chicago is a big city in northern Illinois. Wisconsin, where I grew up, is the state above it. Just thought I'd mention that in case anyone wasn't familiar with it.

[mrfluke]

Abe's intro to fallout 4

Know how Nate has a intro explaining shit at the start of fallout 4? I've kinda made 2 versions of that for Abe, so wanted to post it here:

Version 1: War. War never changes. Fuck, everytime I hear that, makes me annoyed, but it's true. I've been around for roughly a decade now, from D.C, Reno, Pitsburg and the Mojave. And everytime, I see the same. Let's face it, the world is fucked. Got fucked Two hundred and tenish years ago, and not alot of aftercare for it. And in that mess, you got people picking up the pieces to either remake the world in their 'better' image or burn the ash. Suppose it was the same back prewar too. Bunch of fucks hopped up on power and dreams, either to be on top, knock the pillars down, or just to make the sun a little brighter when it rose. I've seen it, been in it. I don't know how much of my story is true, but I've had a hand in a few shindigs as of late. When I was 19, I left my vault, then went on a crusade to find my dad. Ended up destorying the enclave and cleaning the water of the Capital. Yes, I am that 'crazy kid from Vault 101.' Man I miss Three Dog. After that, I don't remember why I left D.C. Wanted to explore? Or grew disallusioned with it all? I'm fuzzy on the details, I can't lie. What years of drug abuse and psychosis does to you. And, well, getting shot in the head. And your brain partially cut out. Then getting fully scooped out. Shit, I'm rambling. Point is, I've been around, and I'm, what, 29 now? I know this is meant to be a vacation, and I know it's likely paranoia. But I wouldn't be surprised if I end up in another pile of shit. Cause War… War never changes.

Version 2: War. War never changes. It doesn't matter what man thinks of war, though. It was here, waiting for us. The ultimate trade waiting for it's best producer, buyer and pimp. I'm sure you're well aware of how in 2077, the world got engulfed in fire and ash, and how in the years after everything started to rebuild. And I'm sure you know how there were wars during that too. The vault dweller? A one man war against the master. That tribal from back then? A war against the enclave. And then, there was me. Wanderer, Courier, Survivor. I've had a few titles with my legends. Back in '77, I left the vault to search for my dad, and I found him… lost him again. Killed the enclave after that, and doubt much was left in the ash. After that, I traveled. Pitsburgh, Point Lookout. Even went to space bielieve it or not. Then Reno, the Divide, Utah and the Mojave. Ended up getting my brains blown out there. And while I don't remember exactly what I did, I think it turned out ok. Anyway, I was rambling. Point is, I've been around, and while my name ain't in the history books most people have heard of me. D.C, the Mojave and everything next to them have tried to kill me, yet I'm still standing. But you're probably wondering, why am I heading to the commonwealth? Well to tell you the truth, I'm taking a vacation. I've got a very special intrests with vaults, and what they were doing. And I met this fella called Zimmer talking about some sort of 'institute' there. Seemed like good enough reasons for me to check them out, and hopefully have a nice, peaceful retirment. But knowing my luck, and knowing how fate seems to push me into things being the second coming of christ… War never changes.

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Hello! It is I, 🐱 Anon who finally checked your new OC blog bc i keep forgetting to do so unless you reblog it to your main blog :’D (i am so sorry T.T)

And I have so much questions about Artemis! Her introduction post really hooked me in because she sounds very intresting, so here are my questions!

1. So from the few post about Artemis, it seems she is related to Ambrose. So what are they actually? Are they blood related (and if so are they cousins or siblings?) or are they just two people who see each other as family regardless of blood?

2. Along with that, the both of them seems to have a good relationship. If that’s the case, do any of their respective Aeons know that their own Emanator is close with the Emanator of their enemy?

3. What does Artemis think about Lian?

4. Following number 3, how does she feel about Lian dating Ambrose?

5. Is she close or at least acquainted with anyone in the Xianzhou Luofu? (aka playable character we know of)

6. What does she think about the High Cloud Quintet?

7. And lastly, does she have a silly side that no one or a few people know about?

Also i just realised that you may had hinted about her in the HuoHuo’s older sibling reader post where you replied to my idea of big sister Huohuo. You made a paragraph (i think?) about how Abundance and the Hunt need each other and how they would work really well under the part of Huohuo’s older sibling who’s the Emanator of the Hunt. So nice foreshadowing aph ^_^

- 🐱 Anon

HELLO BELOVED HI ohohoho i am so glad you asked omg.... me when um. Me when oc questions 🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶🫶

they are blood related! biological cousins, actually. ambrose's mother had a sister, artemis' mom, and the two children grew up very close to one another. <3 i don't know if i have ever explicitly talked about this, but their homeworld was war-ridden before ambrose drew yaoshi's attention. artemis was a child soldier basically and ambrose kiiiinda was? ambrose did a lot of work in rationing resources such as food and clean water and healing wounded folk. so a lot of times, ambrose would tend to their baby cousin's wounds. so both of them have that kind of bond that going through the same trauma together gives people.

OH MAN OK THIS ONE IS A LITTLE LONG HELLO!!! long story short, yaoshi knows, lan does not. lan knows they are related (which is part of what drew their attention to artemis in the first place) but they don't know how close the two are and artemis is kind of worried because how long can you lie to something, someone so powerful without them finding out the truth??? and what would the consequences of that be???? artemis is very different from ambrose in this way; she is scared of the aeons. she is scared of lan, in certain aspects. she is not desensitized to their absolute power like her older cousin is. she is freaking out deep down inside. artemis and lan have a very tentative relationship and artemis doesn't tell them anything at all that might indicate her care for ambrose, because she knows that if they knew... erm. yeah. but yaoshi knows. i mean, after all, artemis is one of their children too, technically. if lan ever shunned her... yaoshi's arms are open, the gentle and forgiving aeon that they are. their child, who was stolen away by the hunt, is always welcome home. just saying. but also keep in mind that artemis would 🏹🏹🏹🏹🏹 ambrose if they ever became a threat to the general balance of the universe, so it's kind of complicated HAHA i suppose the real question is this: does lan have the capacity to understand that just because artemis loves ambrose, she willl still never hesitate to do her utmost to subdue ambrose if they ever became a serious threat? who knows?

artemis and lian actually met a looonnnggg time ago when lian was in the shackling prison. she knows what it's like to do questionable things because you just love and adore someone so much (artemis protecting ambrose and lian with dan feng back then; have i ever talked about that? i don't know haha), so she sympathized with lian greatly. artemis didn't talk to her after they were released, but lian was thankful that she came to visit so often.

artemis was kind of surprised at first, i think. but she thinks it's cute! she did, however, warn lian that ambrose will bend to the abundance's will very easily and ambrose can VERY quickly become evil and fucked up, should it ever become yaoshi's will. whether or not lian takes her words to heart... who knows if they will? but artemis did her part, and if lian chooses not to be careful, then that is the vidyadhara's decision and the fault will be hers alone. artemis did her part.

to the luofu residents, artemis is just about as elusive as the aeon lan themselves. so, for the most part, no. this is largely because artemis just doesn't want to risk them finding out about how much she cares for her cousin (ambrose's ass will just sneak onto the luofu like it's no big deal though and artemis is like "wtf man i am literally trying to protect you from them?!!?!?!? 😒"). when artemis goes on the luofu, she tends to adopt disguises and false identities. jing yuan, however, knows that it is her. and she knows he knows. but for some reason, he just... doesn't say anything..? she doesn't understand why but she appreciates his discretion.

artemis probably thinks they should leave dan heng alone already LMAOOOOO i feel like she has a great amount of respect for them, but she knows that she would be really fucking annoyed if she were dan heng. dan heng is not the same person as dan feng and they seriously need to realize this already (at least, that is what artemis believes). dan heng and artemis have actually met before and i think they are... friendly acquaintances? or something like that haha. they don't know one another well enough to be FRIENDS friends but they're friendly with one another, at least.

ABSOLUTELY LMFAO i just know she's a lil silly deep down!!!!!!!! but her silliness was buried a long time ago on account of her being a child soldier. so there is silliness in her but it is very hard to uncover.

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A yellow portal opened up above team rwby's head's and out popped 8000 pokedollars.

Thank you so much!!!!! Oh my that is a lot...wait what do you offer, I want to buy something from you! To thank you!

HOLY SHIT WE'RE NOT BROKE ANYMORE, I CAN START SAVING UP FOR A NEW BIKE

We're NOT using this for a new bike, and do we know if that's even real?! I don't trust this.

They're real, I checked. And it'll work for now, hopefully we can get to the Professor before we go broke. And...hope prices aren't too high.