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🌟-a headcanon about their desires/wishes
she has a lot, but most of all she wants to help people!! she's gotten more selfless as she's gotten older,, i think she used to want to help to be seen as helpful (if she wasn't helping her friends) before realising that it was something she actually liked doing! this does come in the form of making and distributing useful freeware a lot of the time, but she's also taken up baking when she has time to, so she is absolutely the friend who gives surprise muffins!
#i like to think.... that she's grown a lot emotionally from the point when she was trying to be more masc#she is no longer an egg!!! wth#THANK U FOR ASKING RUMI :]#chihiro fujisaki#ultimaid#rym uses his words#rym answers
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Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba - Koyoharu Gotouge Volumes 16-23: Commentary Part 2/2 An unnecessarily long commentary with all the screams, all the musings, and ALL THE SPOILERS
-Ah, the Tokito twins met their parents too. Happy sigh I guess
-Now Tanjiro’s crying and he set me off again, great.
-A crow?! You dared kill a crow?! I freakin’ gasped!!
-Aaah, and Genya met the Shinazugawa fam. He was done dirty tho, he doesn’t get the full afterlife treatment (I see why, but still it’s notable).
-That Ubuyashiki sister slap tho, she drew blood.
-Ay ay ay, Giyu and Tanjiro met Muzan, I feel this has become a death roulette at this point. I genuinely don’t have it in me to be all “Please don’t die” anymore.
-Oh oh, one eye down for Tanjiro, that’s too soon babe no
-Yushiro, slay man, slay!
-“If it’ll help you defeat Muzan, then eat me!!” I laughed. What a good egg.
-Remember when Giyu thought he wasn’t a true Hashira, lol what nonsense.
-Man, this in anime, hearing the voices, will be torture. Like, I’m playing the voices in my head, but ofc it’s not the same.
-The hell happened to Tanjiro?!?!??!??! Side note, how fitting that after this, the next panel is Giyu, considering “he has always cared about Tanjiro.”
-Well, he can’t be dead, it’s too soon.
-Poor little master, I feel sorry for him.
-Himejima. I instantly feel better.
-GodDAMN, Sanemi, you’d think Muzan is made of jelly the way he slashed him!
-This is so freaking interesting, I never thought I’d be so engrossed in action manga stuff.
-Oh, Giyu and Murata in the same Final Selection? Cool! Murata’s been a Demon Slayer that long?
-Yes! Yes yes yes, ancient memories, yes!!
-What’s amazing is, this is a huge cast, but not once have I thought “Ugh, not this person’s backstory” or “Ugh, not this person in the spotlight.” I’m always like, YES, GIMME MORE, FEED ME, I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING!
-Heh, the Rengoku Slayer clan goes waaaay back.
-Ooh, so Demon Slayers predated Yoriichi, but he started the breathing techniques.
-A second ago I was screaming mid-battle and now we’re in the memory and it’s all so gentle because Yoriichi is gentle and the narration feels like a caress.
-I love how Tanjiro is still not magically OP, he’s still not as skilled as the Hashira. He has Hashira moments, but the Hashira can still do more and maintain their strength and stamina for longer.
-Idk, as I read, I feel like the author really cares about these characters and their stories, I feel affection coming through, like they are loved. I hope it was true.
-Seven hearts and five brains. That’s a lot of hearts and brains.
-Imagine banishing Yoriichi from Demon Slaying, what nonsense.
-You have every right, Iguro, go get your girl - and freakin’ yes, Iguro backstory, let’s goooooo
-The Flame Hashira as in? Rengoku Senior?
-Babe, they were fifty not very good people.
-That’s a cat with a MISSION.
-THE CAT SAVED US! SPLENDID!
-NOT THE CAT TOO, FREAKIN’ MUZAN, WTH
-The kids! The kids are here!
-The Kamado ancestors thought process: See house; get house. It’s a very tender connection they have with Yoriichi though.
-Eh? Eh? Eh? What’s happened to the Hashira? WHAT’S HAPPENED T-
-Ugh, my little baby Tanjiro, what has this awful demon man done to you :’(
-Ooh, Sumiyoshi saw the Sun Breathing forms and passed them down through the kagura dance, nice, makes sense.
-I love Sumiyoshi. I love Yoriichi. Help.
-We have a lil bit of best-antagonists-forever situation here, Yoriichi and Muzan.
-Tanjiro’s literally dancing the kagura, I cannot.
-No cats were fatally wounded in this manga.
-Iguroooo!! Tanjiro’s lil smile when he sees Iguro, help me
-Holy shit, Iguro jumping in for the kill, justice for Iguro
-We have to reach volume 22 to finally clarify how demons are made???
-What would we do without Yushiro
-When they end sentences with double exclamation marks, I feel it. One is not enough.
-I wish we’d seen a snippet of Zenitsu learning his forms before this.
-Look at the kids working so well together, I cry.
-NOT IGURO! JUSTICE FOR IGURO!
-Oh. Tanjiro lost an arm.
-Oh my heart, Giyu and Tanjiro holding the blade together.
-What victory, there’s so much story left!
-Rest in peace, Himejima :((
-Can’t... Can’t Iguro and Kanroji just get married in this life, do they have to die first, dammit? Haven’t we lost enough?
-Not Sanemi too??? What is happening! Phew!! PHEW!
-I understand that Tanjiro is dead, but also I don’t believe that Tanjiro is dead, bc there’s still too many pages, so I feel sadder for those that mourn for him rather than for HIM, because he’s simply not dead.
-Oooh! Ooooh mannnn ohooo is Muzan turning Tanjiro into a demonnnn. Kinda messed up in the greatest way that he did it because of Ubuyashiki’s speech on what lives on forever.
-I don’t know what will happen next, but thank you Giyu for not letting Tanjiro have his first kill, he wouldn’t like that if he turns back into human.
-I am laughing nervously because... because I’m oddly delighted at this turn of events. It’s just! It’s different! I like it! Just be thankful Tanjiro’s not demon-headbutting anyone yet, you gonna lose heads. Anyway, that’s one for Nezuko and Yushiro, right? Nezuko to calm him down and Yushiro to give him the drug?
-“This is the guy with the half-and-half haori! He’s our ally!!” Hahahaha, I don’t know if I’m hysterical right now or if it’s that funny, but I laughed.
-What is happening, why am I loving this so much
-Hooolly shitttt, he didn’t even listen to Nezuko??
-I’m 98% certain that Tanjiro won’t kill anyone, so I’m chillin’ and enjoying this feral Tanjiro. Love this feral Tanjiro.
-Go, Kanao, go!
-Oh no, ~Romeo and Juliet did actually die :(. Show their rebirth and reunion at least!
-Such bullshit, Muzan. “The dead” would give their life twice over for Tanjiro to live, smh.
-Tag yourself, I’m Inosuke crying over Tanjiro’s head through my boar mask.
-Oh my Kamado babies, they are smile-crying.
-Now I’m happy.
-Three months later.
-Asdfjdgkj, I love getting to know Nezuko in her human form, omg.
-I wonder what Yushiro will do with his life.
-Jesus, someone adopt the Ubuyashiki children. Giyu? Sanemi? Anyone?
-Giyu and Sanemi smiling at each other, help, why is this so soft
-Nezuko sitting on Uzui’s shoulder, HELP
-Kanao has some of her vision, and Kaburamaru, good good.
-The panel of Tanjiro and Nezuko smiling as they run to Giyu and Urokodaki. My heart is so full. I’m not crying, you’re crying.
-Can’t we leave it here at home, laughing together, with everyone else smiling peacefully where they wanted to be, why are there more pages, stop with the pages
-“He’s a pleasant but strong-willed boy” haha, yeah, that’s our Tanjiro.
-Eee, future Kamados, I cry. Great-great-grandparents omg Kanao and Tanjiro! <3
-That kick!! That’s definitely Nezuko’s descendant/reincarnation.
-That person in the twins’ background looks like Yoriichi’s reincarnation, good for him.
-Aw, the Tokitos are babies.
-I mean, Gotouge-sensei did always dabble in their AUs.
-Eyyy, Iguro and Kanroji, yessss, they’re married, THANK YOU!!!
-Shut up, I love how their reincarnations are all linked somehow.
-Baby Giyu with baby Sabito and baby Makomo, stop, this is too cute
-Centenarian Kiriya, help <3
-A RENGOKU DESCENDANT
-Aww, Inosuke and Aoi.
-Everyone that survived has descendants, I cry (they’re sort of reincarnations too though, no? The Rengoku descendant really channels Kyojuro, Sumihiko is channeling Tanjiro etc).
-Sanemi and Giyu sharing a post-war meal, help.
-Yushiro was only 35?!?!
-Well. I SURE hope Kanata doesn’t have a girlfriend! *side-eyes Toko*
-I’m very happy with the manga. When I was looking up reviews to see whether I should take up the task, one said, “I laughed and cried so much” and I remember thinking, “But I don’t want to cry...” but. But it’s so heartwarming. So heartwarming.
-A thought in retrospect: I mean, yeah, technically Yoriichi ~failed to kill Muzan, but he was also fighting alone. We have a full army AND poisons AND sunlight AND a strategy.
-Another thought in retrospect: As much as I hate the fact of it, as much as I’m never over it, narratively Rengoku’s death was one of the best decisions. The most kind-hearted, the most genuine, friendliest, the purest and one of the strongest Hashira at the time dying so early genuinely set a tone. It did not let you relax at any moment in any fight, because any moment could be The Moment. The stakes were perpetually high, and it’s hard to pull that off in a series with so many long battles over so many volumes.
-A third thought in retrospect: Even though Mitsuri is visually the most sexualized character, narratively -apart from that one pervert tailor- she’s not sexualized at all, to my recollection. No one comments or stares, Tanjiro panics, Iguro gifts her socks to make her feel better and, as far as I remember, it’s her personality that he compliments. Like, no one cares. I appreciate that.
-LMFAO WHAT THE HECK! I’d noticed that the boxed set had a few Hashira on one side, and always wondered “hm why only these Hashira,” but left it at that. NOW I’m like, “Oh Tanjiro and Nezuko are holding the death flowers,” and I REALLY LOOKED WHO was in the art AND IT’S THE DEAD! THEY’RE HOLDING FLOWERS FOR THE DEAD, HOLY SPOILER! WHAT! THANK GOD I AM OBLIVIOUS, geez!!!
#demon slayer#demon slayer manga#kimetsu no yaiba#kimetsu no yaiba manga#manga#manga commentary#spoilers
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» Merry Birthmas!
Summary: How would they celebrate your birthday
Genre: Fluff, crack
Characters: Xiao, Hu Tao, Chongyun, Bennett
Warnings: Self-indulgent, not proofread, mentions of death
A/N: Tomorrow is my birthday so I decided to make myself a little something, also decided to use my comfort characters for this bc y not lol
» Xiao
As you all know, Xiao’s an adeptus, he’s old, he’s more than a thousand years old. He’s a grandpa.
Birthday is no longer a thing for him, he has lost count of his own age
He knows that birthdays are important for others, especially mortals, but he doesn’t care about any of that, he’s not like the others (r/notlikeothergirls), and he’s not a mortal, he’s an adeptus.
However, you are an exception, you are *the* exception, you are his S/O, so your birthday matters to him (you better be thankful about that smh)
He’s not very creative at coming up with birthday gifts, so he would just give you some crystal cores and qingxin flowers
Xiao isn’t really fond of being around people, so.. yeah, no birthday party with him for you
If you insist that you want a birthday party with him however, then he will throw one only available for the both of you. Yes, no one else invited, just you and Xiao (wow what a sad birthday party /j /lh)
He doesn’t really know any birthday traditions and what you’re supposed to do on birthday parties so he’s just like “?????” the whole time
Poor bb is confused
He’s not the best at doing these kind of stuff but trust me, he’s doing everything he can to make sure you are happy on your birthday <33
» Hu Tao
Definitely the type of person that would say “Happy one year closer to death!!”
OK LISTEN unlike most people, the way she said it make it sounds like a death threat
I mean the sentence is already unsettling enough why must make it sounds like a death threat bro
Sleep with your one eye open.
Also, beware of her birthday pranks! She would definitely pull classic birthday pranks like the flour and egg one on you when you least expect it
Just hope to any archon you believe on that none of the eggs would touch your hair lol
To make it up, she would throw you a surprise birthday party at her workplace, wangsheng funeral parlor!
Oh wow a birthday party at a funeral parlor, oh wow um 😐 /j
When all the decorations and birthday cake for the party is ready, she would just randomly barge in into your home and drag you out to wangsheng funeral parlor
If you’re not fond of parties, then she will drag take you out on a spooky date on wuwang hill <33!!
Who said that spooky dates are Halloween special only? 🤨🧐
» Chongyun
Cutest. Boy. EVER!!
He would take you out on a date at wanmin restaurant! He knows that that’s not the best place to have a date in, but that’s the only good place he can come up with,, (´°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥ω°̥̥̥̥̥̥̥̥`)
Keeping himself calm for the whole date is hard, because Xiangling keeps staring at the both of you with a smug face lmao
Chongyun tried his best to ignore her, but y’know trying to ignore someone when they are burning holes at your soul is hard _:(´ཀ`」 ∠):
For your birthday gift, he would give you a snowflake hairpin!! If it doesn’t fit your style.. Oh well it’s the thought that counts
No matter how long you guys have been dating, Chongyun will still always gets shy when he goes out on a date with you aggsahga <33
Who gave this dude the rights to be this cute wth
Other than the snowflake hairpin, he would also give you a bouquet of glaze lilies!!
You better give this man his compliments and thank yous or I will come to your house and beat you with a spoon!! 🤩🤩
Haha jk, ….unless?
» Bennett
Surprise picnic date!!
The picnic will either be at windrise or starsnatch cliff! He has your favorite snacks, drinks and birthday cake ready!! <3
After he’s done preparing for the picnic date, he would go back to Mondstadt and go to your house
He would ask you to follow him, if you ask him why, he would simply say “Can’t tell you! It’s a secret, hehe” (He is.. Quite bad at hiding surprises I’m sorry)
Alright before I say anything more, you all must know that due to his bad luck, everything he do somehow always end up with the one same thing
Disaster
So as soon as you guys arrive at windrise/starsnatch cliff, a disaster would accrue
If the picnic is at starsnatch cliff, the blanket and the food basket would get blown away by a sudden strong wind and fall from the cliff
If the picnic is at windrise, the birds there would be stealing all the foods from the basket (oh hey free fowls)
He would be SO SAD and HEARTBROKEN seeing all these, please give him a hug and tell him that it’s alright and that you guys can have a date elsewhere </3
© yuchiyo
#🪁.archives#genshin impact#genshin#genshin x reader#hu tao x reader#xiao x reader#chongyun x reader#bennett x reader#bennet x reader#gn!reader
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Unpublished confessions from 2016 & Blog Status: Closed.
Hey, Mod Onyx here. I got a notification in my inbox about dropbox deleting my account and wouldn’t you know it, I found a bunch of unpublished notifications from like, three years ago now... Whoops. That got me to check the blog and... yeah. I think we’re done here.
I’m sorry for the neglect and I am sorry to say that I won’t be returning. Editing with the freeware I had at the time is no longer possible due to the software owners deciding to make most free features, paid features, plus I never really had time for this unpaid job. (And it is a job, trust me.)
I guess you can count this as my official quitting notice. Not that the blog’s been really active in about a year. I tried reviving blog over a year ago and... yeah, it didn’t get far, did it? The last confession was made eight months ago now and none of the mods are active anymore, say for @fem-usa who keeps using this blog for spam. Mod Greg, our best creator, has vanished to Diamond’s know where and I have no idea where the blog creator, Mod Steven, has gone.
So yeah, for now, this blog is closed. I am closing the ask box as we’re not working on anything we’ve been submitted and there’s no point in adding to the pile.
To make up (a bit) for this sad news, below are all the unfinished confessions in text. I think they’re pretty funny in hindsight and I am so sorry I never published these. I hoarded them because they were ones I personally liked and that just makes this all the more painful because I personally let you all down. I’m also always the bringer of bad news, apparently.
We might open up again for season six but I highly doubt it.
OKAY SO THEY HELD ONTO LAPIS BUT JUST LET JASPER SLIDE LIKE OH THAT'S FINE WE CAN TRUST LAPIS LIKE WHY DIDN'T SHE FALL TOO OR WHY DIDN'T THEY HELP JASPER IT'S JUST UGGGGH... (Sorry if I made no commas, I'm just angry...) ALSO IDC IF YOU SAY "She was abusive" BECAUSE LAPIS WAS TOO! ALSO IF YOU SAY "She was too far away" GARNET COULD'VE STRETCHED OUT HER ARM FOR HER LIKE WTH okay sorry enough caps, but seriously! that's just my rant.
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anonymos said to crystalgem-confessions: I have a confession, lapis lazuli reminds me of sasuke uchiha, (not only the hairstyle) they are both powerful, both had a history of misery and suffering, and both are vindictive, sasuke with itachi and now lapis with jasper.
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Anonymous said to crystalgem-confessions: I want Jasper to punch Yellow Diamond in the face.
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Anonymous said to crystalgem-confessions: Anyone else noticed when Pearl fuses, the fusion weapon changes drastically. Opal/Sardonyx have total different weapons, but Sugilite's is literally Amethyst's whip attached to Garnet's gauntlets. I think it's part of how Pearl views herself as weak.
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raptarion said to crystalgem-confessions: I want the crystal gems to lose to homeworld. Not in a dark ending or twist kind of way. I just want them to have every advantage, and every opertunity to subjugate earth all over again. But then have Steven and the crystal gems and Peridot and Lapis and Jasper all convince them to stand down, And leave earth alone. I want Homeworld to do the right thing BECAUSE its the right thing. Not because they're defeated, or coerced. And I don't care if a lot of people would see it as a cop out either.
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Anonymous said to crystalgem-confessions: Everyone is expecting Malachite to be an evil rage machine, but I hope that Lapis' cautious nature & Jasper's loyalty shine through in Malachite's personality as well as both Gems' great determination, making Malachite an unexpected ally of Steven.
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kritzels-shit said to crystalgem-confessions: I want an episode where Malachite finally unfuses and Peridot flees with Jasper but she's spent a lot of time with the crystal gems by then so she tries to teach Jasper about the good things about earth and such. Meanwhile Lapis is looking for the two almost franticaly to trap jasper again.
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Anonymous said to crystalgem-confessions: People don't appreciate Greg as much as they should
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Anonymous said to crystalgem-confessions: Lapis really reminds me of San from princess Mononoke for some odd reason.
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Anonymous said to crystalgem-confessions: February 23rd 2016, 5:49:00 am If Lapis DOES ever join the Crystal Gems, I don't necessarily want her to be happy. If she turns out happy, then fine, but I kind of want her to be a little stoic and sociopathic. Like, she stays with the gems, but doesn't really care if she does something out of line. "Lapis! YOU POOFED <crystal gem>!" Lapis: (Blank Face)
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Confession:
I think the fandom is a bit unfair to Amethyst in “Too Far” when she would egg Peridot on. The reason she wanted to hear Peridot insult all the Crystal Gems was because she couldn’t take ANY of her insults seriously. That’s why she got upset when Peridot told her the truth about her size. Peridot wasn’t wrong, they ARE one of the few gems made to control Kindergartens. Amethyst is a defective Quartz, and she didn’t know how to take that. She already feels put of place and she never asked to be made. Of course she would be upset to know even her physical form is wrong!
— unoriginai-artblog
#Mod Onyx#Steven Universe Confessions#BTW when I say ''we'' I mean ''me'' as I haven't been able to speak with anyone about this#so all of this might get changed by someone else.
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2008 vs 2016 vs 2019
Do you still talk to the first person you fell the hardest for?
2008 - Everyday :) 2016 – All the time 2019 - It’s all I want to do.
2. Have you ever seen your best friend naked? 2008 - Haha, no. And no thanks either. 2016 – You’d think so but nah 2019 - I consider Russel one of my best friends, the best of the best, so yes.
3. Are you obsessed with someone? 2008 - Other than Edward Cullen? Nope. HAHAA! 2016 – Ew ^ 2019 - Hella ew to both answers.
5. Do you like more than one person right now? 2008 - Nope. 2016 – Nah, I’ve never been so committed 2019 - Yes, ninety nine percent of the people in my life right now. Surround yourself w good people.
6. Name something that you would love to eat right now? 2008 - A poutine from New York Fries. Lol. 2016 – Pho from THDang. Best I’ve ever had and this cold is killing me right now 2019 - THDANG FOREVER.
7. Did you get any compliments today? 2008 - Mhmm. 2016 – Russel constantly reminds me how much he loves me everyday, if that counts 2019 - Russ called me beautiful otw to work this morning. He also told me he loves me, my favorite compliment of all.
8. Last Person you talked to on msn? 2008 - Laika.. Hol. 2016 – RIP MSN 2019 - Lowkey miss the MSN days.
9. Who was the last two people to call you? 2008 - In person? Or on the phone? 2016 – My mom, to check up on my sick ass and Jeffrey asking what my Tim’s order was 2019 - My cousin Leslie, but I missed it.
10. If you could pick the temperature of the outdoors for the rest of your life would you? 2008 - No doubt. 2016 – Hell yes. Fuck this -35 bull happening right now 2019 - Absolutely, global warming is real and it’s terrifying.
11. If you could have one super power what would it be? 2008 - To be able to read your mind :) 2016 – The power to heal any injured living thing would be nice 2019 - I’m honestly shocked that my answer in 2016 was so mature. I’m sticking w it.
12. Are you happy? 2008 - Not at the moment. 2016 – Happiest I’ve been in a ridiculously long time 2019 - Could be happier.
13. What’s your favorite smell? 2008 - Vanilla :) 2016 – Still vanilla. It’s nice to know some things just don’t change 2019 - Russel’s natural scent mixed w some D&G Light Blue.
14. Are you moody? 2008 - I don’t think so :S 2016 – Yeah, but I’m not going to apologize for it 2019 - Constantly. Right now even.
15. Last person you hung out with? 2008 - Whoever was there afterschool. 2016 – Does Russel count if we live together? If not, his cousins at their annual Christmas party 2019 - Went to Activate w the Espiritu’s last weekend. Otherwise it’s been work and straight home since. Adulting sucks.
16. Have you ever tried to NOT fall for someone? 2008 - Sadly, yes. Whompwhomp. 2016 – Apparently ^ 2019 - Every single person I’ve fallen for tbh.
17. Have you ever toilet papered someone’s house? 2008 - I wish, ahaha 2016 – Still on my bucket list unfortunately 2019 - Haven’t done it, but no longer on my bucket list. Think green, you know?
18. Have you ever liked someone but never told them? 2008 - Hello Jr. High. Haa.. 2016 – Story time, I actually had a thing for Russ in high school but didn’t tell him until we were officially together five years later. Lol 2019 - I just realized I was already dating Russ in 2016 and holy shit that year felt like a lifetime ago.
19. Have you ever gone camping? 2008 - Yes. And I absolutely hate it. 2016 – Yes, and I still hate it 2019 - Yes. I’m also willing to give it another try. The growth is real.
20. Are you a liar? 2008 - According to Roxanne I suck. Lol. 2016 – I’d be lying if I said no, so no 2019 - Yes, but terrible at it.
21. Have you ever gone to a nude beach? 2008 - No. 2016 – Nah, that’s not a priority of any sort 2019 - Still a solid no.
29. Have you ever had a stalker? 2008 - In a way, yeah :/ 2016 – Story time part two: Yes, and the only way to get him to stop talking to me was to constantly remind him that my boyfriend was in jail. Which wasn’t a lie, not entirely at least 2019 - Wow, completely forgot I had a stalker at one point too.
22. Have you ever gone skinny dipping? 2008 - No. 2016 – Still a no 2019 - This is definitely still on my bucket list.
23. Listening to music? What are you listening to? 2008 - Yes. Read the title of this note. 2016 – Starboy by The Weeknd 2019 - My 4.LT playlist on spotify for my emotional ass. Don’t Wanna Be Your Girl by WET.
24. Have you ever been betrayed by your best friend(s)? 2008 - Mhmm. 2016 - LOL 2019 - The number of times this has come up today alone compared to the last year is insane.
25. Have you ever lied to your parents? 2008 - Yes :/ 2016 - Unfortunately 2019 - Wish I never did,
26. Have you ever worn your best friend’s clothes? 2008 - Yeap. 2016 – If we’re talking about Russ, I’m wearing his shirt right now 2019 - Still wearing his shirt tbh.
27. Have you ever thrown up from working out? 2008 - Nope. 2016 – Thankfully not, although that makes me think I’m not working hard enough 2019 - Again, probably not pushing myself hard enough.
28. Have you had a bad haircut? 2008 - Tons -_-“ 2016 - Girl 2019 - Girlllllllllll.
29. Where are your siblings right now? 2008 - One is upstairs? The other is who knows where. 2016 – I honestly don’t know. I haven’t seen either of them in weeks. Horrible 2019 - Living their own/best lives.
30. Last place you cried? 2008 - In the car. Ha. 2016 – In my room, probably over some tv show for sure 2019 - Literally in this exact spot, minutes before I decided to do this to change the mood. Sheesh.
31. Name three things you did today? 2008 - That stupid english essay, ran around in the rain, and survived the day. Booya. 2016 – I tell you three things I didn’t do today: Sleep, go to work and get some fresh air 2019 - Work. Eat. Sleep.
32. Last person you text messaged? 2008 - Jodianne. 2016 – Jodianne again. Crazy 2019 - My groupchat w Pacifico and Michelle
33. Future kids names? 2008 - Lol. Yeah, I’m gonna name my kid Lol. NAT. 2016 – I’m really feeling “Riley” because it’s unisex 2019 - Still into unisex names. Possibly something in connection w my grandparents’ names.
34. What are you doing tomorrow? 2008 - My eng exam :/ 2016 – Waking up at 530 just to pick up my work equipment even though my two week vacation already started. Shitty 2019 - Working. Eating. Sleeping. Repeating. Adulting.
35. Do you remember singing any songs as a kid? 2008 - Of course! 2016 – Anything Britney Spears was my shit 2019 - I miss the days when Allan and I would blast the radio in the living room at the Banning house. Running around and jumping on/over furniture. Singing at the top of our lungs.
36. Would you kiss the last person you kissed again? 2008 - Nope, sorray. 2016 – Over and over again 2019 - Until the end of time.
37. Are you allergic to anything? 2008 - None what so ever. 2016 – Hair dye 2019 - Hair dye and AHA’s.
38. What is your mood? 2008 - I feel so giddy, yet tired. 2016 – I feel like crap rn 2019 - Shitty as fuck.
39. Is anyone jealous of you? 2008 - How should I know? 2016 - ^ 2019 - If they are, they shouldn’t be.
40. When is the last time you got into a fight? 2008 - Yesterday. Not physically tho. 2016 – Got into a dumbass fight over being “the captain” with Russ a few hours ago. Lasted not even ten minutes 2019 - A few months ago Russ and I gave each other the silent treatment for almost three entire days. It was extremely difficult considering how entwined our lives are.
41. Where were you 2 hours ago? 2008 - Finishing my essay. Yay. 2016 – Exactly where I am rn 2019 - I haven’t moved in three hours.
42. Where were you 6 hours ago? 2008 - In eng class talking to Arlyn :) 2016 – Is it sad that I haven’t really moved all day 2019 - At work earning this comfy lifestyle.
43. What does your hair look like right now? 2008 - It’s in a ponytail. 2016 – It’s in a messy bun 2019 - If I’m home, my hair is in a bun.
44.Has anyone ever told you that they like you more than as a friend? 2008 - Yeah. 2016 – I remember exactly what Russel said when he admitted he was into me haha 2019 - I remember every single time someone has told me.
45. What have you eaten today? 2008 - Food. 2016 – Pancit, eggs, pizza bites, sinigang, and yet I’m so hungry right now 2019 - For breakfast I had a shitty Beyond Meat breakfast sandwhich and a coffee from Tim’s. I had a bagel w honey ham, mixed greens and sriracha mayo sandwich for lunch. For dinner, I picked up Tocilog and Sisilog from Mar’s Sisig for Russ and I.
46. Is your hair naturally curly, straight, or nappy? 2008 - Wavy? Wth is nappy? 2016 – Dang I was so uncultured ^ It’s naturally wavy 2019 - Wavy. Also, something worth mentioning, I haven’t blow dried OR straightened my hair all summer. Again, the growth is real.
47. Who was the last friend you were in the car with? 2008 - Laika.. Hol. :D Hehee. 2016 – Pacifico most likely 2019 - Ashana drove me to Selkirk the other weekend, but she’s more family than friend tbh.
48. What are you looking forward to? 2008 - Tomorrow, I guess :( 2016 – it’s the most wonderful time of the year! 2019 - I need something to look forward to. How depressing.
49. What do you think about marriage? 2008 - Too young to even think about it. 2016 – I ain’t stressing it 2019 - Should it happen, it happens. But honestly, starting a family is more of a priority to me right now.
50. Any of your friends getting married? 2008 - Not that I know of. 2016 – I’m at that age where everyone I know is either engaged, married and/or having children 2019 - This^. Stil.
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Surprises (Avengers x FemReader) fluff
(( gif not mine - it scares me slightly wth ))
(A/n): Broo, I have not written for Marvel in so long fuck
Request: A Marvel request, this time: Reader is the youngest of the Avengers and they all see her as a little sister. She has written a fantasy novel and shyly asked Steve to read it. With her birthday approaching, Steve decides to illustrate her story while Tony sets everything in motion to publish it as soon as the Reader gives her Okay. On her birthday, they present her with a beautifully bound and illustrated copy of her novel. Thanks in advance!
Warnings: Fluff bois
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(Y/n)’s hair wasn’t made, but it still bugged her that Sam just had to go a ruffle it more.
“Morning, squirt.” the dark man chuckled “Thought of anything you want for your birthday yet?”
She mumbled something in reply, waddling to her spot at the large oval table. It’s dark stained wood easy for morning eyes.
“Sam sit’own, it’s time to eat!” Tony barked.
The avenger complied, forgetting about the girls lack of response, and claimed his chair across from Bucky and next to Steve. The rest of everyone else were already situated in their respective spots.
Eggs and bacon, waffles and orange juice were dished out. Idle words charmed the morning air between bites and swallows.
Something like this was common but never common enough. All of them had contradicting schedules so a sit down of this sort was highly valued. Even if when (Y/n)’s eyes glided across the table and could only see other sets of tired ones to match hers; they would always be paired with genuine, dopey morning smiles as well.
“Anything new with anyone?” Natasha asked generally, sipping her black coffee.
“There’s this publisher-” Tony uttered with his mouth stuffed full of bacon scraps “He’sh a real big fwan of Iron Man. Said if I evar haff any books I wan’ published, to call ‘em.”
“Oh, really?” Steve commented “That’s nice of him.”
“Sure was,” the brunette swallowed and laughed “but I don’t exactly have any raw manuscripts lying around in need of publishing.”
“I think I might actually tell him thanks but no thanks.” Tony finished with a swig of his juice.
“Well, I find it odd to offer a billionaire inventor a publishing job.” Bruce chimed.
He and Steve both stood to clear their plates, taking anyone else’s that asked.
“Umh, Steve?” (Y/n) spoke up. She gently rose herself from her chair, swiping her plate up with her.
“Hmm?” the soldier hummed in response.
He was manning the sink, stringing up a hand as the girl approached him; wanting her plate. Though Steve didn’t take a second to glance her way, the small team member still willingly gave up her plate.
“Do you mind coming up to my dorm after we clean up. Please?” (Y/n) asked.
Though a moment of silence, Steve did eventually agree.
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Soon after the first meal of the day was cleared, the two team mates met in the arranged location.
(Y/n) opened the door softly to allow Steve in, then just as gently, shut it behind him.
“I only wanted you up here to show you something small I’ve been working on.” she said, shuffling to her bedside table for a moment.
Steve bore confused eyes but had them complimented with a welcoming smile. He watched as (Y/n) took out a bound mess of papers, some splotched with inky dots.
“I ah- well I wrote a small novel. It’s a fantasy of sorts...” the girl trailed off.
Steve held out a hand to take the papers from (Y/n). She seemed hesitant before releasing them.
“You wrote all this?” He asked after flipping across some pages.
Steve saw her nod quaintly.
“I just- Tony was talking about the publisher,”
When (Y/n) began to speak, the soldier started to read some of the paragraphs.
“and that reminded me that I was going to show you this. I was going to do it sooner, but I didn’t want to waste any of your work time so I thought maybe now would be good...”
Her words fell short for a few moments before she finished with “That and.. I was never very confident in this story. I love it dearly but I don’t have much courage for it...”
“How long have you been writing this?” Steve questioned “I’m really impressed. You are seriously talented...”
The girl went silent for several seconds before replying with a small grin.
“You can take it with you to read fully, if you’d like.”
Steve smiled back down at her “Can I really?”
“Of course.”
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Later on in week, Steve was hauled up in his dorm, reading and re-reading the story. He absolutely loved the creative characters that (Y/n) was able to bring to life just by using words. The story plot itself was hypnotizing to him.
“Hey, hey, capcicle.” Tony called from behind Steve’s closed door “You alive?”
“Yeah, yeah come in.”
The brunette entered soundly and said “What have you been doing. You’ve been in here for like two weeks..?”
Steve looked up to the man at the door, eyes tracing his face briefly. Then it struck him, a small idea.
“Well I’ve been reading... this story that (Y/n) wrote.” He spoke softly.
Tony looked as though he was about to laugh.
“(Y/n) writes?” the billionaire scoffed “Sounds dumb.”
“Hey,” Steve hissed “she’s is actually intensely talented.”
Tony sighed from Steve’s retaliation and fummbled with his words for a few moments, studying at the others face.
His eyes squinted softly.
“What do you want from me?”
Steve grinned, a small glint in his eyes as the gears in his mind worked together.
“I’m glad you asked.”
The blond took away several minutes to explain to Tony what he wanted done. He chose his words cautiously, allowing all his excitement bleed through his statements.
He told the billionaire about how he desired to illustrate her work in full colour and how maybe this would be their chance at a birthday surprise.
After a while of listening to the soldier speak, Tony stopped him with a brisk shake of his palm.
“You want me to take up the deal with the publisher, and have (Y/n)’s novel published without her overall consent?”
Steve stood with square shoulders, slightly taken aback. He chanced his voice “Yep.”
The opposite male didn’t take the opportunity to hide his flashing smirk.
“Well then, you have yourself a deal.”
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The next half of the month was spent with Steve and Tony slyly avoiding (Y/n). Steve wasn’t himself a good liar, but he was still able to coax the young hero into letting him keep the book for a while longer.
(Y/n) was no doubt happy that someone took extensive interest in her works. But, even now she could tell that Steve was beating around the bush.
As of the current, the girl was trying to find Steve to maybe interrogate him.
“Oh hey, (Y/n)!” a voice pulled at her.
She came face to face with Tony.
“Hey, Tony.” (Y/n) smiled “do you happen to know where Steve is?”
Tony charmed the girl with a smile of his own “I sure do.” he said matter-of-factly.
“Oh, that’s good. Mind showing m--”
“Right this way, my dear.”
Tony had turned around and started walking down the corridor. (Y/n) abruptly followed him.
It wasn’t long before both their steps sunk through the space with nothing else opposing them.
“Wait, Tony- if you are leading me to a surprise party, it’s a little early.” the girl spoke wearily.
“Pff- I know your birthday is tomorrow. I’m not the stupid one.” Tony answered. He twisted himself into a sudden right turn, entering the lounge.
There stood a solid Captain America, he had a smile manipulating his features.
“Hey Steve!” Tony called in a bright tone “Fancy meeting you here.”
Steve and (Y/n) both chuckled and Tony stepped out of the way of the two.
The girl approached the blond male.
“Steve, do you happen to have my manuscript on you?” She asked, looking his directly in his face “You would probably be done reading it over by now...”
Steve’s smile broadened and Tony snickered soundly.
“Yeah sure, here.”
From behind his back, Steve produced a beautiful leather bound, printed copy of the small girl’s story. It made (Y/n)’s eyes widen in pure shock.
“I..”
(Y/n) read and re-read the title many times before she put together the piece that this was really her book. Her pride and joy in one official copy, just handed to her.
Not missing a beat, her swiped the book from the soldier’s hand and opened it wide. Immediately (Y/n) was clad with bright eyes as she viewed the images corresponding with everything she had put in words.
Two questions crossed her mind, and she gazed up at the two men before her.
“Is this mine?” she asked first.
Tony laughed and Steve did as well. Only briefly before both nodding.
“Is this.. is this published?” she questioned again. Her smiling lips framed her eyes that were hastily growing misty.
“Surprise.”
_____ (A/n): I am glad I got this done gosh diddily darn
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Entrances & Exits
A review and commentary on the past year, and welcoming 2017.
“Who are you really, wanderer?”
Last week & last year was so strange.
my 2016 can be demonstrated by this:
I cleared out so much of what was not serving me.
In particular pain from an old lover, each of us unable to say goodbye,
was muted, prompted by an event that would be okay for a friend to hear.
but not somebody who he supposedly held dear.
and I had to end it. For my sanity.
I blocked him. (Called Leo).
I was in pain without needing to be. And that is why I am writing at all; it has always been my sanctuary, and place where I can’t fall,
but rise.
Only two hours after I blocked him, did I go back to my phone.
I found two messages with words similar to my own:
(Called Bala) “Can we talk? I need your advice, I know its been awhile. Im not here to fuck up your life, I just need 10 minutes. Are you home?”
I invited him over. We tried to stay sober but the familiarity forced the desire to be lifted even higher.
We reviewed our last year and a half.
I heard his stories, I made him laugh.
I was his friend, again. Able to give constructive advice about life, his family, and his girlfriend.
And to hear he was in love didn’t hurt. And there was so much to that for me.
Not only had I just blocked someone who was dear to me, but I was afraid of what it would feel like to know he’s ok without me.
and I was presented with knowing EXACTLY what I would feel. Only love. Platonic, not the sickly chronic kind I was afraid of.
And someday, I will sit with the man I just blocked, criss-cross applesauce, and we will reflect happily, and share stories, and maybe for once he’d listen to my advice.
When I was doing Bala’s Tarot card reading, he cried.
I knew I was reawakening a feeling inside on top of providing the truth he so desperately needed to hear.
That feeling was friendship.
and I felt it too, as true as any, because when we did; we knew each other very well.
but our lives were so different now and we both just went through hell.
and, I swear, to know he loved another didn’t hurt like I thought it would.
The truth was so pure, so simply understood. We learned to love in as healthy of a way we could and then when that changed we had to say goodbye but we were afraid of letting love die. He finally cut it off, and for that I am grateful. It made room for me to remain faithful to Leo.
and upon this reflection, should I care to mention I found the medicine again?
He is all I have ever dreamed of, yet I am hesitant still. My scars are not fully healed.
And I am going so far away, to a place across the sea.
and I don’t want emotional baggage with me.
2017 thus far has been far more about clarity than 2016 was. I am determined to speak honestly, and be patient with reality. I am so much stronger because of the pains that were allotted me in 2016.
Already there has been so many goodbyes. So much death.
I have told many friends the plots within my 2016.
I have said I had a break, or death, to my heart, body, and mind;
which subsequently left me with soul.
When the only thing you have to depend on is your soul, you’d be surprised how strong you can feel.
Because you don’t have to deal with the shit from your heart, body, or mind that happens all the time because the only thing you have left is this third eye, see all, know all TRUTH.
and it forces you to look in the mirror.
My soul, each time I had a break, whispered the words “Who are you really, wanderer?”
And answering that question, HURTS usually. But I didn’t have any sensitivity or sadness left to give it. No self pity.
Only connection, truth and love.
Heart:
The heartbreak was saying goodbye to a boy I loved so truly, and then having to live with him everyday after. Goodbye’s are hard to give when you live with the waved.
And before I said goodbye, officially, I desperately needed him to help me. I needed help, I was depressed and he walked away again and again and fell out of love wth me because I wasn’t my normally joyous self. And he couldn’t love me in the dark. Maybe it hurt too much for him.
so I said goodbye.
and I woke up every day with a dull ache, that would’ve been easier if I didn’t have to see his face. But I tried so hard. And it fucking hurt. I’m still processing how I even survived that.
“Who are you really, wanderer?”
Body:
During that, my foot broke. I mean, really, really broke.
My dad was a foot doctor, and he died. And I broke my foot for the 6th time since he was last alive.
And the doctors I had were worried about me. They didn’t know why I had broken my foot so many times. I told them it was a direct message from my dad to “Slow down little girl”, but of course they were not open to that. So they did tests that pushed the boundaries of my mind and made me contemplate life. And they still scare me.
And I was stuck in bed, so much of the time. And I was sad. And all the exciting responsibilities I was so sure of being able to do, I couldn’t even get too. I crutched everywhere and my arms fucking hurt. My body was exhausted every day and I was so lonely. My friends would go out and I would be unmotivated to, because I was broken and sad and blue. And a girl on crutches, drunk? Sounds like an easy target for karma or a bad guy or accident. I got so depressed, and I woke up each day with a question in my breath:
“Who are you really, wanderer?”
Mind:
And during all that, besides the pain in my heart and body which impacted my grieving mind for the worst, I was thrown another curveball.
My dorm room was broken into.
My medication that kept me kicking, was stolen. It was medication that helped and aided my brain of all sorts, including life saving migraine relief, and aids to my ADD.
Money was stolen.
Precious items, stolen.
Safety, peace of mind, love of home, shelter: stolen.
I was completely and utterly a mess.
The investigator told me this was her most interesting case in 15 years of service at my school. She said this kind of thing was unprecedented.
She said it appeared Personal to me.
She had no fucking idea.
But all I could hear, was the quiet singing “Who are you really, wanderer?”, begging me to declare who I was when I had nothing, when I was broken down, and destroyed. It was time to be strong.
Resilient, a word a friend called me over the phone last night, explaining why I got through my semester. “Because you’re resilient” He said, too which I realized he thought of resilience as a quality, that you’re either born with, or not. He thinks he was not.
But if I am resilient, it was a choice. It was an expectation I had of myself. It is who the wanderer is: whomever she choose to be.
Soul:
It took time, but I realized my gain because of that repeated question.
My heart learned to be okay with pain; not escape it, or run, but healthy was to exhibit and go through it. I learned that I could get through this and get out the other side. And be okay. Be so okay. I was able to say goodbye this time, and not necessarily for good, but for better. For us both. And without that, we’d both still be suffering and I wouldn’t be departing for world travels. I had to change to make change.
My body learned to be broken, and that its capable of amazing things in being so. My arms are not flabby, baggy arms anymore. They have defined muscles. They are beautiful. My feet are healing from the break and the depended on pressure. And they are enduring, and good. And I push them, instead of ignoring them and their abilities. My body was there for me my entire life, healing it, getting in touch with it, forcibly taking care of it was a hard lesson but a call to action. I only became stronger.
My mind learned to go through a triathlon of a semester and make it out, as sane as ever. It taught me that when your mind is broken, its more like an egg cracking; it gives birth to things you never dreamed of, impossibilities and probabilities realized and born. It was a forced rebirth to my line of thinking; I don’t need medication to make me, me. My brain was mine all along. I don’t need possessions to feel at home; I need the people in it. It was a restoration of the knowledge I had as a child. My destiny is in my hands. And my hands are incredibly capable. And like a newly hatched robin, I had to jump off the ledge of comfort and home, and dive into the sky, with only the belief and instinct, that after everything, I can fly.
and my soul repeats the question, resonating and clear, no longer a whisper, sometimes so loud I think others can hear: “Who are you really, wanderer?”
“They miss the whisper that runs any day in your mind, "Who are you really, wanderer?"-- and the answer you have to give no matter how dark and cold the world around you is: "Maybe I'm a king.”
Exeunt all.
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