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min3nc · 10 months ago
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and i continue being the piece of shit i always am 👍 i am the toxic ex, after all
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levemetal · 21 days ago
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Dual calamities Qijiu AU save me.... save me Dual Calamity Qijiu...
Yes they are wearing each other's former coats/outer layer and tons of matching accessory and garment pieces why do you ask
Details under the cut/Rambling ahead
Dual calamities AU, post pidw. SJ kills himself on the shards of Xuan Su by swallowing them. Qijiu end up entwined into one ghost amalgamation, their combined regrets hatred spite and resentment and everything creating a nearly supreme/calamity level ghost. They go off indiscriminately murdering in the demon realm in a mindless unaware rampage, consuming ghosts and demons alike and becoming stronger until they are strong enough to be aware once more.
Luo Binghe becomes aware of the new calamity too late, due to his distraction with the Bingge vs Bingmei extra happenings, and ends up regretting it as he fails to catch up to them time and time again, despite attempting to chase down the new calamity that slaughtered half the demons in a mindless rage.
It could go down the Bingqijiu path or be simply Qijiu retreating somewhere to live in peace. Maybe being annoyed later on by Hua Cheng and/or He Xuan, maybe even Bai Wuxiang once. They kick Qi Rong off a mountain once, when he comes to annoy them for the title only to prove that is not a calamity (unfortunately for him, ily stinky green ghost). SJ is gonna have the time of his life roasting his ass. Qi Rong will leave both in pieces and tears.
Their only disadvantage really is that they cannot seperate too much, physically. But I imagine after being in each other's brains after the soul merge they don't particularly care to be (nor would they want to be. This is Qijiu we're talking about.) It's Qijiu's codependant dream. Xuan Su sewed them together and actually they are very very codependant and possessive after everything so this is just fine. They probably even have a Xuan Su blood weapon, that heeds both their commands and calls. While fighting they synchronise, with YQY being the strength and SJ the brains.
I imagine YQY is able to conjure the arrows that pierced him as spiritual projectiles, and SJ chains that bound him in the water prison. Their strength was cultivated by absorbing and devouring other ghosts and demons.
@ace-shenanigans came up with the lovely title "jade dragon stalks bamboo" which is a much better title than I could ever hope to come up with. Thank you for listening to my mad ramblings
I've been wanting to draw and think on this for a while, of how grotesque to make the initial ghost + the later higher cultivation form. But basically the kiln and everything would count them as one ghost, probably a dual title too. They'd be like a myth amongst the realms, retreating to a comfortable mountain peak with bamboo, occassionally off to hunt down slavers.
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introspectivememories · 10 months ago
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sauronism · 5 months ago
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armand would rather throw that old man into the trash can, than calling daniel "maitre". he would NEVER fucking do that.
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maverickcanine · 6 months ago
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who wants more crooler x windra propaganda
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spideriot · 5 months ago
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smth very metal abt d20's personification of hyperfixation being a big buff red hitman who kills distractions with facts thats exactly how it feels
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laundrybiscuits · 5 months ago
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Just cleaning up some of the snippets that have been lingering in my drafts, partly to take a wee break from posting massively self-indulgent experimental weirdness! This is from the matchmaking fic I was messing around with a little while ago.
So: the Vickie thing. Or, as Robin privately thinks of it, The Vickie Thing, capital letters and all. 
Thinking about it makes her feel incredibly stupid and pathetic, so obviously she can’t think about anything else. It’s fine, though—it’ll be fine. Steve keeps telling her that it doesn’t really count, which feels good and bad at the same time. 
She’s not even actually allowed to be mad about it, because Vickie was always totally honest with her and Robin lied all the time. Not big lies, obviously, just stuff like yeah of course I’d love to help you pick out an outfit for your date and of course it doesn’t mean anything and no it’s totally fine. 
It’s just—a girl had wanted to sleep in her bed and hold her hand and gaze into her eyes late at night, trading meaningless secrets back and forth. A cute girl with a sweet smile and really cool taste in music, who was trying really hard to be vegetarian but kept sneaking bites of Panda Express orange chicken when she thought Robin wasn’t looking. 
It had been so easy, when she was with Vickie, to just chase that effervescent feeling any way she could. Easy to say yes to whatever Vickie wanted, because Vickie was never pushy about anything; Vickie would only ever ask hesitantly, like she didn’t know what was allowed, and Robin just wanted to give Vickie everything in the world. Sometimes Robin had felt like she’d claw her own lungs out if Vickie would just say she wanted them. 
Robin had spent a lot of time wondering if she was making it all up in her head. But Vickie had a way of looking at her, of smiling at her, that made the air between them feel heavy and copper-bright. Vickie had told her I don’t think I’ve ever had a—a friend like you before. Like, a girl friend.
And in Robin’s head, the space between girl and friend had been like an inhale; a vacuum. A space that wasn’t a space at all, until it turned out that it was.
———
After Robin helps Eden get the book down from the top shelf, she thinks that’s going to be the end of it. Just another day embarrassing herself in front of pretty girls; what’s new? 
But Eden sticks around for some reason, wants to know if Robin’s read the book—Candide, by Voltaire—and when Robin blurts out that she’s read it in the original French like a pretentious asshole, Eden just rolls her eyes and says okay, genius, and shoves at Robin’s arm in a way that makes Robin think it’s not that big a disaster after all. 
And before Robin knows what’s happening, they have plans to hang out the next day, because Eden’s apparently got nothing else to do and doesn’t want to hang around with her ex-boyfriend and the entire Hopper-Byers household. She just comes out and says it like it’s obvious. Maybe it is, but nobody Robin knows ever talks like that, no apologies or anything. 
Eden’s so different from just about everyone in Hawkins. She’s real in a way Robin doesn’t know what to do with. She talks like she’s just passing through on her way to something big and bright. 
“Like…New York?”
Eden shrugs, loose shirt collar slipping a little over one shoulder. Not all the way, just—it’s a really big shirt for her to be wearing. It looks like a grown man’s shirt, even though it’s got a tacky, faded skull with what looks like angel wings on the back and some tattered lettering that Robin can’t make out. 
“Maybe,” says Eden. “New York sounds cool. I just gotta turn eighteen first. I was going to hitchhike to LA when I turned sixteen last year, but it—there’s, y’know, the kids.”
“You must really care about them,” says Robin. She’s always wanted siblings. It sounds nice, having a bunch of other kids around all the time, rolling their eyes at their parents together and sharing secrets. Like a built-in set of friends. 
“Nah. I mean, I guess, kinda. Not really.” Eden glances down, picking at her cuticles. One starts to bleed, and she makes a face and jams her hands into her armpits. It’s probably going to stain her shirt.
“Where I’m from…” Eden tips her head back, rocking back on her heels a little. “Everyone’s just, I don’t know. Stuck. They can’t even look up from their stupid pointless freaking lives where they never go anywhere or do anything. They’re all going to get pregnant with a million babies, and those babies are going to have a million babies, and nothing will ever change. It’s a shithole. It’ll always be a shithole, forever and ever until the end of the universe.”
“Dark,” says Robin.
“Yep.” Eden smiles at her. The afternoon sun draws a bright, precise curve on her cheek. “Mistress of Darkness, that’s me. C’mon, Robin Buckley—let’s go see what else Hawkins has going on. I wanna taste the forbidden delights of a whole different shithole.”
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Eddie sacrifices a notebook to the cause, because obviously Steve Harrington did not actually bring any supplies for this little planning session. Eddie would bet all his worldly possessions that Steve was the kind of guy who never even took out his pen in group projects.
“What do we know about Tammy Thompson?” he asks, gnawing on the end of his Bic. 
“She wants to be a singer,” says Steve decisively. 
Eddie writes CAN’T SING under her name and underlines it twice. Steve screws up his face like he’s trying not to laugh. 
“She’s got, uh. Ambitions? She’s ambitious?” Steve tries, but Eddie can tell his heart’s not in it, so he ignores that and writes BLONDE instead.
“Is blonde important?” 
Eddie shrugs. “If that’s Robin’s type, maybe.”
“I think she bleaches it. She was more, like, strawberry blonde in school. And hey, Vickie’s a redhead, so…”
Eddie crosses out BLONDE and writes EX-REDHEAD???
“Hey Harrington, next time you see her, maybe you should suggest she dye it back. Maybe Robin will be overcome with lust and the problem will solve itself.”
“Huh, you think?”
There’s a denim jacket crumpled at the end of the bed; Eddie picks it up and lobs it directly at Steve’s head. Devastatingly, Steve snatches it out of the air and shrugs it on like it’s no big thing, smirking.
“No, you fucking asshole,” groans Eddie. “I do not think Buckley is capable of making any kind of move. She’s like a skittish woodland creature. How come she never picked up any of, like…your whole deal?” 
“My…deal?”
“Yeah, you know.” Eddie flops down on the bed with a gusty sigh. “Your Casanova thing. Bet you’ve never even thought twice about pulling out the charm at some poor unsuspecting set of tits.”
“Girls like my charm!” squawks Steve. “I was Prom King!”
“How far’s that get you with college girls lately?”
Steve scowls and prods at Eddie’s ribs with his big toe. “I’m just saying, I’ve got—moves.”
“Okay, okay, you’ve got moves.” Eddie sits up and grabs his hair, bunching it into two sloppy pigtails. He pitches his voice up an octave. “Ooh, look, Harrington, I’m Tammy Thompson and I never met a key change I couldn’t fuck up, how are you gonna put your famous moves on me?”
Steve’s rolling his eyes, but he shifts closer on the bed. “Hey, Tammy,” he says. “That’s a really cool, uh, shirt you’re wearing.”
“British Steel defined thrash and paved the way for Metallica,” says Eddie, still in Tammy’s voice. “You utter philistine.”
“Huh,” says Steve, smiling. He’s good; it looks real. “Sounds like it was, uh, pretty important. Maybe we could give it a listen sometime? You could tell me all about it.”
“Take me now, big boy,” Eddie warbles, throwing himself dramatically over Steve’s lap. 
Steve laughs, but doesn’t shove Eddie off onto the floor like he’d been expecting. “No, for real, what’s the album about?”
“You better be careful, Steve Harrington,” says Eddie, sliding back into his real octave. “Charm like that, you’re gonna have me falling in love with you too.”
Eddie can feel Steve freeze up, eyes going wide. He sits up, putting a little space back between them, and busies himself picking some fluff out of his hair. “Come on, take a joke, man. Promise your virtue’s safe from me.”
Christ, he needs a smoke.
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girlivealwaysbean · 2 months ago
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pata hai last kuch din i was very busy with my project kyunki final dena tha and binding karni thi etc to wo karwayi then i went to the bookfair bekaar tha then parso submit karne jaa rahi to subah accident hogaya (bhai ki bike skid hogayi and we fell down) and now i have a big ass blue bruise on my upper thigh and my parents don't even know lmao and kal ek science conference thi to i had to sit in an auditorium for 6 hours listening to accomplished people speak. that's what you missed now your turn
omg i knew everything in this except for the accident cause i stalk your blog vigorously everyday are you okay!!!!!!!!!! did you get tetanus shots!!!!!!!!!! also on your upper thigh oh no that's where future jiju is supposed to write MINE na as per our beloved song guilty as sin?
#did u have fun at the conference it must've been cool huh women in stem and all that#bookfair being bad is so sucky i was so excited for you to go i thought you'd send pictures too of books we like#also u already know everything i posted everything and every thought#i ate chinese but it didn't feel that good because my sister isn't here and we didn't eat it together watching#koffee or splitsvilla and i realised that it's not just the chinese food it's the whole hanging out that i love sm :((#kal well i told you pata hai the brownie place we met it's kinda new and cool types so uske bathroom mein#there was a button and it said press at your own risk and when we did it became a dj like the lights went out and#there when flashing spinning disco lights and party songs were playing mere mein wo aaya hum toh naye andaz hai apna purana#it was sooo cool im adding it to the list of places you'll visit when u come here!!!!!!!#also the food was soooo shockingly reasonably priced everything was under 200 rs!!!!! which is big for a dessert place here#and like great quantity great taste too my stupid people from office used to say it's awesome but i didn't believe them and never tried it#because they're all losers lol but i grudgingly admit that they were right#also ummmm hmm okay pata hai i realised ki oh okay im happy with who i am#like bachpan mein i used to feel very sad and loser like because dad was too strict to let me go out raat ko and everyone in school would#go to this club we went to kal and i always felt i was missing out and i wanted to be all cool and fun too#but it was kinda so boring and normal and i was like wow okay i didn't miss out i was spending days and nights reading books being in#fandoms and i was actually very happy!!!!! so like yay idk small thing bt yk i realised that oh it was okay and everything will be okay too#i kinda want to talk to that guy now like i weirdly feel like im longing for what could've been? which is ridiculous because#we were 11 and i barely talked to him back then because shy and friends would tease and i didn't realise it was a crush#i don't want to DATE him because like tbh i already know we're very different people but like wouldn't it be fun to idk make out once#then i got the urge to download dating app but i resisted the urge and won i don't think im made for casual things#me and my bestie were laughing about this yesterday too she was like i just don't understand how people can have sex one day and then#not give a fuck about each other the next day like idk if we have sex im having your kids and i was like ikrrrr like bhai sex is toh very#big im going to be attached if we hug i literally did!!!!! so we decided no more casual/situationships for us#phew okay more rambling on whatsapp love u bye this became too long#saumyuuuuuu
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headroom-moods · 10 months ago
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When you realize it, Tim was never the other woman— it always has been Lucy.
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slavhew · 7 months ago
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so picky with yuri i only eat homemade (perfectly burnt and oversalted)
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toxcicada · 3 months ago
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My Asexual-old-man X Interdimensional-weird-guy toxic situationship playlist. Some silly Billy songs, some bill-is-pathetic-in-the-theraprism songs, some toxic manipulative relationship songs, some Ford-losing-his-mind songs, some possessed-Ford songs, a couple brotherly conflict songs thrown in, a lotta Get Scared, & various emo breakup bangers.
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ceraea · 5 months ago
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"I'm queen of sand castles he destroys"
By: me/_ceraea_
Title inspo: "My boy only breaks his favorite toys" by Taylor Swift
"you make it so difficult to understand you, it's like reading braille with thorns. Almost impossible to decipher and understand.
I attempt to sympathize with you, yet the walls and thorns you've built up makes it difficult to even enjoy your company.
I cannot explain how I feel for you, wishing you would be something more than this.
You're like a child trying to fill shoes not meant for you. Destroying yourself for the sake of acceptance.
Sadly, your own parents did not want to guide you, but I can't take that role without hurting myself too.
A tragedy considering your potential."
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widowshill · 4 months ago
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crazy how i was certifiably insane about a prequel novel potc character for eleven years and then i decided i'm done with that now time to put the blonde man in a blender
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willowser · 1 year ago
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hmm. want to write something unfortunately heartbreaking with bakugou.
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thealatvs · 1 year ago
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“hey bandage boy, how about you let me rock your world?”
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deadandphilgames · 6 months ago
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oversharing in the tags time :)
#i think it’s time i go back to therapy#i keep having recurring nightmares about my ex best friend#or dreams where she reaches out to me. and explains why she cut me out#backstory. in high school had a lesbian toxic situationship with my#bestie. THEN i had another one. which kinda overlapped? the first one was open but also just messy#anyways. jade and i were like together for a year. then she got a boyfriend one day and i had a breakdown#it happened just after high school and i was sooooo … unwell. wasn’t out to my family felt like i was gonna die etc etc#(this is all pre dnp btw) anyways next year i found dnp. a couple months later she broke up with her bf#and we sorted dated for a while (this whole time we’d been just friends and i was still not really over it but hiding it)#and then she dated ANOTHER guy. they broke up and she had a breakdown and moved 9 hours away. i went#to visit her for a month. we like kinda dated again then and i thought we could make it work. then 2020. no travel#so she started dating a guy. didn’t tell me. even though we spoke every day. she moved in with him#then she breaks up with him mid 2021. i started dating my gf. but Jade was clingy and it was awkward#she started dating a sketchy guy who was homophobic. i went and visited her a few times#start of 2023 she tells me she wants to make more of an effort cause he didn’t like her friends so she cut everyone out. then she ghosted#in feb 2023. we had tickets for#mcr in march. i had to text her cause she’d blocked me on messenger and said im going to the concert whether she’s there or not#she said ‘yeah no worries! you can take someone else in my place too 😎’ she used that fucking emoji#and I haven’t spoken to her since. I think she quit her job . and that guy was not a nice man#so I still worry about her#writing this all down makes me realise she was a bitch and I deserve better#but I just want closure. it isn’t fair she replied so casually to my text when I said ‘you’ve blocked me’#it isn’t fair she HAS MY SIGNED COPY OF DANS BOOK#anyways. I need therapy to get over this#and I haven’t even written about my family issues (im#out and they’re supportive but my god they fucked me#up as a kid)#if you read this hi 👋 hope you are having a lovely day#don’t get in lesbian situationships!!!
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