#like i am left at wow..

[boba-at-323]

The stars had never shined this bright.

Moonless clear nights had always been your favorite. The way the stars gleamed in the darkness never failed to fascinate you. They seemed like tiny grains of salt sprinkled on a sheet of deep blue velvet cloth. The cool early-winter breeze, in addition, which gently hit your face whenever you stood on the balcony to admire the wonderful night sky, settled the mood further.

Today, the stars shone ever so brightly and, as usual, you were on the balcony with your arms folded on the cold metal railings, appreciating nature’s creation.

A clicking sound came from the entrance door of your apartment, which went unheard by you which is why you were startled by a pair of cold hands delicately covering your eyes.

“Renjun?” You questioned, gently bringing your hands over his.

“How-” the boy asked awestruck.

“Well… one, you’re the only person who has spare keys to my apartment and two, you are the only visitor I have at 2 am.” you giggled as you turned around to face him.

Each and every time you were face to face with his beautiful features, you were reminded of how there was something else which you admired more than clear night skies. From the way his fringe gently rested against his forehead, to his angelic pure smile, everything about him was absolutely breathtaking never failing to send a whole swarm of butterflies down your stomach, making you fall for him all over again.

“What brings you here?” you continued, swinging your interlocked finger back and forth lightly.

“What kind of boyfriend needs a reason to visit his girlfriend?” he raised an eyebrow at your question, as if offended “besides, it’s a clear night and I know they’re your favorite. So, I thought why not take you out for the night, even if it is 2am?”

Oh, how thankful you were to have him. Somehow, he always managed to be right beside you in moments where your insides were practically screaming for someone to be there for you. He was so God-sent in your life, exactly the person you needed. During the sleepless dark nights, he was like a warm pillow to you when he lulled you to sleep with his sweet voice even if it was over the phone speaker. Sure, he was busy but he made sure you never felt the sick feeling of being left alone. There were times where you were unable to see him for months because of his hectic schedules and overseas trips, yet he made sure to call and text you each and every day because he knew how lonely it could be living alone in a completely new environment with not many people to talk to.

Within minutes, you changed into a pair of jeans and a light blue sweatshirt (which was technically Renjun’s) and left the apartment quietly. As you went down in the elevator, Renjun narrated his day to you. The passion with which he always talked was just mesmerizing, his words flowed out beautifully like a river and his soft tone was like taking a walk on the clouds. And whenever he talks times seems to pass by so quickly because now you were making your way towards his car.

Being the gentleman he was, he rushed to open the door of the passenger’s seat for you. You gave him a smile of gratitude with a small “thank you” before getting in.

Drives with Renjun consisted of either comfortable silence interrupted by the sound of the radio or some song you liked, or talks about the most random topics with both of your imaginations running wild. Your conversation continued until Renjun pulled over in front of a 24/7 café.

“What are we doing here?” you asked.

“I thought it would be nice to pick up something to eat, I know you might be hungry”, he said as he unbuckled his seatbelt, “Wait a while love, I’ll be right back.”

You watched his figure disappear into the café. Since there wasn’t nothing much to do, you reached out for your phone and scrolled through your Instagram feed to kill time. As you awaited his return, you saw that your feed was filled with clips and reel edits of his recent performance. With every scroll, your heart swelled with joy and pride more. It was crystal clear how hard he had been working, and every time you saw him on any of your social media apps, you couldn’t feel any more proud, even if your existence was unknown to the fandom.  

A mindless smile spread across your face as you continued staring at your phone, only did you leave your fantasy land once you heard the door beside you open. Renjun came back accompanied with two drinks and a khaki paper bag in his hands.

“What’s got you smiling so suddenly?” he couldn’t help the warm feeling inside his chest every time he saw you smile.

“Oh, nothing much! Just some fan edits of my favorite idol” you shoved your phone back inside your pocket and took the drinks from him.

“Who?” He inquired as he handed you the plastic cups.

“Well… Someone who also happens to be my boyfriend”

“Oh jeez, Y/N. I really don’t understand you at times” He rolled his eyes at your giggle, but there was a visible pink tint dusted on his cheeks.

As your mysterious journey continued, you decided to take a sip from your drink wondering what on earth Renjun had ordered for you, because obviously he had forgotten to ask you beforehand.

That taste, however… was familiar. That taste reminded you of your early days, days where you used to be a hectic, unorganized school student studying for endless hours at a café. The taste which had accompanied you before every final exam. The taste which had accompanied you during your rainy days. The taste which had been a long-lost friend.

“Is this-” you asked pulling yourself back to the present.

“White Choco Latte? Yes it is” Renjun finished your sentence, eyes not once leaving the road.

“But how-” it was your turn to be stunned.

“Well, I remember you mentioning this was your favorite drink once” He shrugged as if it was nothing.

“Wow Renjun… I- I’m lost for words… No one’s ever remembered things like these about me”

“Well, their loss. I find it my duty to remember each and every single detail about you and this…this is just nothing.”

“Still… it means a lot jun. Thank you so much”

His free hand made its way toward yours, softly interlacing them. His touch itself was enough to make you feel like you were flying, make you blush like crazy.

“No need to thank me, love.”

When you stared out the window, you noticed that the big buildings and the bright city lights had started to disappear, being replaced by small cottage-like houses. You rolled down the window, noticing the difference in the air. Clearer and cooler than that of the city, which made you question where Renjun was taking you. Not like you didn’t trust him or anything, you just wanted to know what was up in the boy’s mind.

“Hey Jun?” you’re answered by a hum.

“Care to explain where we’re heading off to?”

“Hmm... Not really. Just wait a while babe, you’ll find out soon.”

The lights from the outside had disappeared, devoured by the darkness of now 3am. That’s when it clicked you, you were in the suburbs. But why were you in the outskirts of the city at such an ungodly hour?

Renjun I really don’t get you at times, you thought to yourself.

The car came to a halt. You had stopped in the middle of nowhere, not even a sign of a living being was to be seen. Pitch black darkness surrounded you, the only source of illumination being the cars head lights. The scene in front of you gave you chills, which made you hesitant about stepping out of the safe feeling the car provided. However, it seemed like Renjun had other plans.

He got out of the car only to come around and open the door for you.

“Close your eyes Y/N” he whispered as he took both of your hands in his to guide you out of the car without getting yourself hurt or tripping over the door frame.

When you got out of the car, the scene repeated itself. Once again, his cold hands were covering your already closed eyes. A few steps were taken along with you, coming to a final stop.

“Okay… Now!”

As you opened your eyes when you felt his hands back away, you were face to face with the most beautiful starry sky you had ever seen in your life. Millions and millions of stars twinkled along the ever stretching Purple-blue sky. Many different galaxies greeted you, swirls of blue and white spreading across the sky. All your fear died out as you saw the work of art hanging over you. Seeing the sky tonight was like listening to a wordless song, a ray of warmth in the cold winter, a blanket embroidered with numerous sized shining diamonds.

“Surprise!” His voice was heard from somewhere behind you.

“Renjun?” You questioned, turning around to face him

“Is it a bit too much?” He asked hesitantly, heart dropping to his stomach only for a mere second.

All he was answered by was a pair of arms wrapping around his waist, a head resting against his chest. It only took him a while to understand what was happening, so in return he held your figure against his ever so softly, hugging you back.

“It’s beautiful” he heard you say, “Thank you so much, and do you know what’s making this more special for me?”

“What, love?”

“Having you here. Everything is just so perfect. I’ve been missing you so much these days. It’s nice to have you back, even if it’s for a while. Having less is better than having nothing at all.”

Your words were filled with longing, and listening to them broke his heart to a thousand pieces.

“I’m sorry, y/n”

“For what, Jun?” confusion laced your voice

“For not giving you enough time. For not being the boyfriend I want to be. I know you miss me, and I do too! Believe me. But I'm never really left with a choice. I can’t meet you during morning or evening hours. Heck, I can’t even meet you at night with us having schedules till 2 in the morning. Over that, If someone sees me with you, you’d have to go through so much you don’t need to”, he pulled back, bringing his hand to your jaw, “You, you just deserve so much… which I can’t give you-”

“Hush Jun,” your finger was brought to his lips, “You don’t need to say such nonsense. I love you and having you here is all that matters. You’re exactly the person I need my life and I don’t really care if we spend every hour of the day with each other. Just knowing that I have you, there’s nothing more I could ever ask for.”

Your eyes met his, both pairs glassy from either each other’s confessions, or the yearning which had been stuck inside the both of you for months. He was so close to you tonight, in fact in your whole dating history, you only recall being this close to him once or twice. He really did miss you and you could tell because Renjun had never been a big fan of physical affection.

His gaze had been flickering back and forth continuously settling themselves on your lips for only half a second, and you could guess what his intentions were. He wanted to lean in, to give in, he wanted to feel your lips on his but there was a voice inside his head holding him back from invading your personal bubble. He knew you'd always give him permission, but he wouldn’t dare touch you without having your full approval. However, his guts were practically crying to feel your touch. One question was all that was required to fulfill his heart’s desire.

“Y/n?”

“Hmm?”

“May I?”

A slight nod was all he got in return.

Your eyes fluttered close as you felt him lean in. The awaited moment had finally arrived. As his lips met yours, a whole set of fireworks exploded inside of you. Tightening his hold around you, he pulled you closer as though you would disappear into thin air if he let go of you. Your hands found themselves wrapping around his neck, only to deepen the kiss. It wasn’t even anything heated, just a soft innocent kiss, the result of not being together for months and months. Just the euphoric feeling itself was enough to make you melt in his embrace.

 After reluctantly pulling away to catch air, love struck smiles were exchanged.

“Love you, Renjun” You said, brushing your nose against his.

“Love you more, Y/N” he said as he pulled you in again.

The stars truly had never shined so brightly.

Title : Clear nights || Word count: 2.195K || Genre: Fluff, Angst || Pairing: Idol!Renjun x fem!Reader

[the-kipsabian]

saw a take so fucking rancid on twitter i almost deleted the entire app from my phone jesus fucking christ

first of all ao3 is an archive site. this is like going to the library and saying "oh i dont like this" on every piece of media you find that you dislike and thinking they should be stamped with some sort of a marker just cause you didnt like it

you can always click back and leave. fic writers owe you nothing to explain themselves and their creations. if they have mistagged or miscategorized fics, then i understand, however there are report tools for that instead of yelling at the artist tbh

im not saying free works arent necessarily above criticism. but this is just. fucking wild. its common courtesy to just enjoy stuff (or fucking leave if you dont, the back button is free) and if the artist specifically asks for critiques, then give one - constructive that is, shitting all over someones work is not proper criticism, mind you

i just find it fucking wild people are treating art and archive sites as social media these days like this and everything needs to be policed and ~catered to the algorithm~ like. no. ao3 doesnt have an algorithm. you should be able to fucking tell what you like and what you dont like and steer away from that kind of content and let people fucking be with their art. they dont owe you anything (except trigger warnings i'd argue, but i know some people disagree with that as well for some reason), and imagine how much more energy you'd have if you only engaged with things you liked and spent time looking at instead of going to places where you dont enjoy yourself. let alone spending time telling other people you dont enjoy what they enjoy. what a fucking life

[orengejoshi]

Paperhatober Day 13: Plush

Build-A-Flug(?)

[navree]

"rhaenys could have ended the war by dracarysing all the greens right there" yes because a distant relation to the throne deciding to barbecue an anointed and publicly positively hailed king and his entire family who is well loved within the city and in multiple other parts of the country for the sake of the succession of a far-away princess no one was ever on board with who hasn't been seen by the populace in literal years, her psycho husband, her three obvious bastards, and two toddlers from the psycho husband would go over super well with westeros and especially in king's landing where scores of the still-cheering population were killed for no reason by that same dragon who would do the barbecuing, because when targaryens act unilaterally without thinking of how the people would react there's never any problem, which is why the storming of the dragonpit and robert's rebellion were actually just collective delusions dreamed up by readers who hate rhaenyra and not key parts of the story and house targaryen's history that directly contributed to their demise and are intrinsic to the plot

truly team black stans are made up of only the most genius and media literate amongst us

[ministarfruit]

day 20: get you a girl that can do both ♡

(prompt list for femslashfeb)

[hyakunana]

Happy Birthday, Rasputin!!

[silenceismychoir]

well it was kinda obvious we needed a major character death for han daon to turn to justitia to get revenge for him but having it play out *exactly* after he not only witnessed justitia murdering someone but also having gotten evidence of it was SUPREME !!!!!!!!!!!! then ending it with justitia crying her first tear at the thought of having to kill daon ... all in all, ep 8 was a 10/10, really hoping it doesnt go downhill from here

[seaseren]

Roevember Day 2: Roots

It wasn't often that time slipped away from Ameliance Leveilleur, but that day was one of those rare occasions. She had spent all day at various errands, mostly in her capacity as the keeper of House Leveilleur's coinpurse, and it came as quite a shock to her when she looked up to the sky to find that dusk had settled over the island without her notice. She started home in no great hurry- Fourchenault had already informed her he would be at the Rostra until quite late, and she quite enjoyed leisurely walks on quiet nights. She was nearly home when she saw it- a form in the grass next to the river, huddled against the far side of a building, staring up at the nascent night.

Ameliance cocked her head. Entlona was no unusual sight around Sharlayan these days- once the business with the Final Days was finished she had quickly occupied herself working with the Studium, with the Students of Baldesion, and even for Ameliance herself. That, in fact, was what was so concerning. Ameliance had come to know Entlona fairly over the past few months (at least, she thought she had!), and never once had she seen the girl so...idle.

...Well, it wasn't as if anyone was waiting for her at home. Ameliance stepped off the path home, picking her way across the uneven cliffside with grace until she was at Entlona's side. "Entlona?" she called out- then, with more force when the first call went unheeded- "Entlona!"

Entlona started, her glasses threatening to slip off her nose. Ameliance might has found the sight charmingly clumsy, except something was so clearly wrong. The look in her eyes was something- well, it was something Ameliance would expect to see on her husband's face.

"Oh, sweetheart," she said before she could stop herself. Careful not to let her dress get dirtied, she sat on the low wall Entlona was leaning against and laid a hand on the younger woman's shoulder. "What's the matter? I've never seen you so...out of sorts."

It was a long moment before Entlona spoke, though she leaned very slightly into Ameliance's hand. "I...had an appointment that I was unable to keep, and I thought. While I was in the area. That I could...look at the stars. For... research purposes," she finally said.

Twelve bless the poor dear but it was obvious from the first word that she was lying and it only got worse from there. Still, Ameliance didn't want to make her uncomfortable by calling her out, so to speak. "What sort of appointment?" she asked instead. "I have quite a few contacts around Sharlayan-" quite the modest understatement!- "and I am sure I can help smooth over any misunderstandings!"

Entlona, the poor thing, actually squirmed a little, like a child facing down a tutor and explaining why their essay is mysteriously missing! There was a part of Ameliance- well, to be honest, a majority, and probably the same part that had always delighted in dressing her children in matching outfits- that was delighting in watching the normally stoic, self-confident woman so out of sorts. She would have to remember to feel guilty about that, at some point.

"It was a personal matter," Entlona mumbled- mumbled!- after a time. Ameliance knew how to deal with this sort of reticence. She simply nodded, kept her hand on Entlona's shoulder, and waited. It only took a few seconds of that before Entlona's head dropped, and she stared at the grass beneath her as she said, "...My grandparents invited me to dinner."

Oh. Ameliance had heard about the situation- among certain circles, it had been quite the topic of gossip after the excitement of the near end-of-the-world had died down. Around twenty-five years ago, the only daughter of two respected Studium professors had left to work on her thesis in Eorzea- and ended up joining a pirate crew. If that wasn't enough, she married and eventually sent word home that she was expecting, and that she wished for her parents to care for her child while she and her beloved continued to adventure across the sea. Except no child ever came, and nobody ever heard from the daughter again. They had given up all hope- but when the Scions of the Seventh Dawn had departed the Ragnarok before all of Sharlayan, they had taken one look at the tall Roegadyn being supported by two Elezen men and known instantly that she was their granddaughter. Though they had been unable to meet her then, they visited the Baldesion Annex every day until the good Students there agreed to facilitate a meeting- and there, Ameliance, supposed, they were.

It was hard to imagine Entlona Eifasaldwyn scared of anything, let alone dinner with a couple of retirees. Ameliance had to fight the urge to scoop her into a hug- she'd have to ask the twins, when able, if Entlona appreciated that sort of thing. "Is this your first time talking to them?" she asked, voice gentle. If Entlona had already had a bad experience she didn't want to push it- but Entlona shook her head.

"I...I just don't know what to say to them," she admitted, voice low. Heroically, Ameliance managed to keep her face straight. Entlona varied wildly between silent and chatterbox, veering between complete disengagement from conversation to total domination with the confidence of someone who had always just said whatever she wanted to say whenever she wanted to say it. That this was the situation she was unsure about, when her grandparents surely would be happy to hear anything, up to and including an hours' worth of speculation on Mhachi demographics or types of coral in the Rhotano Sea or Gridania's war against invasive beetles- but it took just a glance at Entlona's face to see how genuine these feelings were. Uncertainty looked so wrong on Entlona- but if there was one thing Ameliance had learned, it was that those who were the least used to the feeling needed the most support when it did visit them.

"You know..." she said, turning her gaze to the houses across the gorge as she rubbed Entlona's shoulder, "I have been meaning to get to know Professor Dennharrsyn and Professor Tofftylwyn. These might be a nice chance- if I could count on you to make an introduction?"

Entlona turned her gaze away from the ground and towards Ameliance, eyes narrowed slightly. Even Entlona, it seemed, was not socially oblivious enough to buy such a tale. Still- and with great apparent effort- she nodded. All of a sudden she stood, reminding Ameliance with a start that right, this girl towers over near everyone- but her expression was almost sheepish when she turned to Ameliance.

"Do you know their names? I forgot to write them down."

Ameliance could not stop the laugh, though thankfully Entlona didn't seem too discouraged. "Get that journal of yours out now," she said, already leading them away from the river and to the residential side of town. "It certainly won't do if you forget to write it down a second time!"

[isfjmel-phleg]

This is a personal post.

🙄

[westywallowing]

it has always baffled me that ASL isn't taught as a second language in American schooling. or as a requirement for certain jobs that work with, well, people. the HLAA says that around 48 million Americans have hearing loss!! 1 in 5 teenagers!! 1 in 3 people over the age of 60!!! it's crazy to me that sign isn't more widely taught and used considering that you probably DO or WILL know someone who has hearing loss at some point in their life

[guidingthulite]

i finished yokai gakuen

[napping-sapphic]

It’s a beautiful night and i am manifesting that none of you are fucking up your knee right now😌

[waitineedaname]

yeah dude you killed yourself in his arms, i would say that left a pretty big impact on him

[florshedworf]

just gonna post this whole scene

[cerealbishh]

Back near the shore, back to before

You took my hand

[dawnbirdwhistle]

Dr. Ratio illustration (Honkai Star Rail)

The quote is actually song lyrics from One by Sleeping At Last ^^

As Ratio wishes to be recognized by Nous, I felt it was fitting. And the other line may be a reference for someone else 👀 perhaps...