#tought i'd share

[knightmareross]

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[viollents]

temptation.

abby x religious!reader cw: sexual tension, religious conflict. 1200 words.

the gym was supposed to be a place of clarity, where you could lose yourself in the rhythm of your routine and clear your mind. but lately, it had become a battleground for your thoughts. every day, you found yourself fighting an internal war, one that you weren't sure you could win. it wasn't the weights that weighed you down, but the undeniable pull you felt towards abby anderson.

abby wasn't just strong, she was everything. her muscles, the way her body moved with such power and precision, the way she walked with that effortless confidence - it all captivated you. and you couldn't stop watching her. you told yourself it was just admiration, but deep down, you knew it was more than that.

you tried to push the thoughts away. you were raised to believe in purity, in keeping your mind and body in check. your faith told you that these desires weren't right, that they conflicted with the values you held so close. but abby? abby was a temptation you couldn't ignore.

"hey, i've noticed you staring" abby's voice cut through your toughts, and you snapped your head up, caught in the act.

her smirk was playful, almost teasing. she was standing right in front of you, that cocky confidence radiating from her. she knew exactly what she was doing. "what's the matter, can't take your eyes off me?"

your face flushed, and you immediately looked down, trying to cover your embarrassment. "n-no, i wasn't staring" you stammered, your voice trembling just a little.

abby laughed, the sound rich and smooth. "don't lie to me. i've been working out here for a while, and i know when someone's checking me out" she leaned in closer, just enough to make your heart race. "it's okay, you know. i'd be lying if i said i didn't notice the way you look at me"

you swallowed hard, trying to find the words to respond. it was like she was challenging you, pushing you to admit something you weren't ready to say aloud. you knew she could see right through you. "i wasn't— i just-" your words stumbled over each other, your mind racing to make sense of the situation. "im trying to focus on my workout" you finally, managed to mutter.

"yeah? well, your 'focus' seems to be a little distracted by me. i can't help but notice how you keep looking in my direction." her voice dropped a little lower, more intimate, as if she was sharing a secret just for you. "don't worry, i'm used to it. i can be pretty hard to ignore."

you felt your heart skip a beat. everything about the way she spoke to you, the way she held herself, was sending your pulse racing. you couldn't deny it anymore. abby was right. you couldn't take your eyes off her. but the guilt gnawed at you, the voices in your head telling you this wasn't right. you had to push those thoughts away. this wasn't who you were supposed to be.

but abby wasn't giving you any room to breathe. she took a step closer, her body brushing against yours as she adjusted her position, her muscles flexing subtly under the tight tank top she wore. your breath caught in your throat, and you couldn't pull your gaze away.

"come on" she said, her tone now low and seductive. "you're here every day, staring at me, pretending you won't want this. don't pretend you dont like it” she reached out, her hand brushing lightly over your arm, sending an electric jolt through your body. "i see the way you look at me. it's obvious. so stop holding back"

you couldn't breathe. everything inside you screamed to step away, to remind yourself of what you were taught, of the values you'd worked so hard to uphold. but when abby touched you, when she spoke to you like that, all those thoughts started to blur, fading into the background. the only thing that mattered was her, standing so close, so confident, and so unbearably attractive.

"abby" you whispered, your voice barely audible, your heart pounding in your chest.

"i can't... i can't think like this. it's wrong"

abby chuckled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "wrong? who told you that?" she leaned in just a little closer, her lips dangerously close to your ear. "im not here to make you feel bad about it. im just giving you a little taste of what you've been wanting" her voice dropped to a whisper.

"you can't deny it, you want me”

it was like everything inside you shattered. the guilt, the internal conflict, it all faded away in that moment. the tension between you was too much to resist. you reached out, your hand trembling as you touched her arm, the warmth of her skin setting your nerves alight.

"abby" you said again, this time your voice steady, though full of desire. "i can't keep pretending i'm not...feeling like this"

she smiled, a knowing, cocky smile, as if she'd already won. "good" she said, her fingers lightly tracing your jaw. "i was getting tired of waiting for you to admit it”

you hesitated for only a moment before leaning in, your lips brushing against hers. it was tentative at first, unsure, but as the kiss deepened, all your doubts, all your fears, melted away. abby's kiss was like a drug, intoxicating and powerful, and you couldn't get enough.

when you finally pulled away, your breath was ragged, your body trembling with a mixture of desire and guilt. but abby just looked at you, her smirk still in place, as if this was all part of the plan.

"you're not the only one who's been fighting it" she said softly, her hand gently caressing your cheek.

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[mizstillcries]

Found this on Instagram, tought I'd share...

[apebellica]

I'd really like to make a liminal horror non-binary zine, if you want to help or collab dm me for details and we can talk about it more!🚪

If you want to contribuite with anything I'd be very happy, be that writing, random toughts, movie/music/podcast/books recommendations, essays, rants, illustrations, sketches, photos, memes, mixed media... whatever you want 📺

I bet It would be real fun to make a collettive work out of it!

Aaand if you like the idea share this so It can reach more interested people 👁️

EDIT: Hey y'all! There is an open call now! Check It on my blog of you are interested ☆

[welp-back-on-my-bs]

IkePri and Tattoos

I saw an IkeSen, so, how would it work in the IkePri countries? So I'll start with the new bois and then get into the OGS

Silvio:

In Benitoite, Tattos would probably be a sign of status. It dosent matter what it is of, so the tattoos often have a strong meaning for the one who has them.

So, in summary to say, Silvio obviously has one himself, and when he manages to find yours, "my jewl, I didn't realize you had a tattoo. I was considering us getting matching ones-" he would tease a bit as he admired the artwork "but do tell me the story behind the art made of you"

He would listen to the story of your tattoo with a smile.

"What about your Tattoo Sil?"

He would chuckle and show you a little ankle tattoo with two paw prints

Keith:

In Jade, Tattoos are a wedding tradition. Both parties get one that is either a peice of a whole or ones that match. It is to show harmony between the two couples.

So- accidentally walking in on you changing and getting a good look of the tattoo- shatters the poor boys soul.

But, after inviting him in, you sit down and explain your tattoo- it's not apart of your 'spouses' since he dosent have one too-

Keith is absolutely r e l i v e d, and thinking about it, his sister probably would've checked earlier on. He was a bit glad foe that, so you two don't have to explain again.

He gives a little apology nose kiss for assuming the worst

Gilbert:

In Obsidian, tattos are either used as a confession of guilt, or for mourning.

So, when things start to get steamy between the two of you. He sees the tattoo and traces it softky with his fingers.

"Who is this for?" He would ask, a gilt of envy in his eye

1. "Its... to remeber a loved one..."

So, he would go ahead and probe a bit, makeing sure that it wasn't for a deseased partner or something, otherwise. Well, he can just tear it out. :) you are his now afterall.

2. "Its for myself-"

He nodded a gave it a little kiss, "well, that just shows how strong you are my rabbit"

Either way, he would share his own tattoo of two ravens on his back "They are, quite important to me-" he chuckled softly as you felt them, giveing them a little kiss in turn. Makeing this man m e l t, then give you a well deserved reward

Leon:

Finally- Rohodilite, they are the most lax when jt comes to tattoos that it's like present day basically. People get them because they want to, as long as they are informed. The people often chose one based on something important to them, or like something from the other countries.

So, when it comes to Leon seeing you have a tattoo, he didn't really react at first. He tought it complemented you very well infact.

One day, while the two of you were laying on bed, he was traceing the tattoo, getting a little curious he asked "why did you get the tattoo?"

He would lay there and listen, being kind and respectful, questions popping up here and there.

"If I didn't know any better, I'd think you would want one-"

"Well, I was curious if I should get my own." He kissed the middle of the tattoo gentley "but I think yours is just perfect for you"

[0rczy]

ORCZY'S FAN FICTION RECOMMENDATIONS

For following Fandoms: Varian and the 7 kingdoms, Lego monkie kid, JRWI riptide

Hi there! I tought I would share some of my favourite fanfictions I've read since April last year, as sort of a recap and also recommendations. These are all longer stories btw, ranging from 78K to  236K words. Hope you find something that piques your interest :D

If you have any other recommendations, PLEASE share them, I'd love to read more from these fandoms.

VAT7K

-Varian's Tangled Trials by IFoundYouJustineTime and TheArtistsMuse A complete Vat7k story adapting the original creators' plot points into an amazing, 24 chapters (episodes) long fic that reads like an actual cartoon. If you're new to Vat7k or Tangled The Series, or even if you haven't seen the latter (like me), you WILL enjoy this. If you like a fun adventure with a bunch of nerds as a found family, this is for you.

-What Summer Meant to You -If I Really Hated you (and I really, really do) both by Battybatzgirl First one's a battle of the bands/modern AU, second is an AU where the boys are rival engineers, both focusing on the ship Varigo. The writing style is what made me stay and read these to the end. Incredibly funny and entertaining to read, the way Varian and Hugo are characterised is just. So good. If you like a well written, lighthearted, romantic comedy, this is for you. (Both include some skippable adult scenes, but the story is much more about the romance)

-Making End's Meet by Meltthepoint As the author's name suggest, this is a melting point (Donella x Ulla) story, set in a modern setting. Donella enrolls Hugo into this new school, who then befriends Varian. Ulla and Donella meet again. This is about how two women make up and start anew after their lives went into directions they didn't want. The story is much more character focused, a really fun read. Very insightful about the women's characters. An exception, as I still haven't finished reading it. Definitely not the type of fic I can binge read, but I'm really enjoying it.

At the end of everything by Squirrelflight A Night in the woods AU (haven't played the game, you don't have to, to read it), and unfinished as of yet, but man. Worth checking out! Unlike the stories above, this one's definitely darker and has a really tense aura. Love it. The writing is so good it makes me so thrilled about what will happen next! I also really like, once again, the characterisation.

LMK

-You can stay here by KALL A pre canon story about how Pigsy and Tang adopt MK, how MK gets to be in a safe environment and starts figuring himself out. Great writing style, entertaining plot, what more could I ask for? (maybe an update lol) As of yet, unfinished, and hasn't been updated since late 2022. The author actually posted ( https://www.tumblr.com/its-kall-the-clown/735524530668371968/are-you-going-to-be-updating-any-fics-on-your-ao3 ) about wanting to rewrite the story sometime. Which is great! In case you're reading this, take as long as you want!

-A garden across our collarbone by PittedPeaches Spicynoodle soulmate AU where what you write, or in MK's case, draw on your skin, appears on the soulmate's skin as well. Red Son's journey of (very slowly, this is a slowburn) falling in love with MK. A lot of inner monologues, the story plays out more like a retelling of what happened from Red Son's perspective. Kind of like a diary entry and I LOVE IT. I actually didn't understand the pairing before reading this, nor was I that invested in Red Son's character. This fic changed everything. (it also sends you good luck if you read it on the train! I acquired: friends!)

RIPTIDE

-BREAKING FREE! by earlgray_milktea A fish 'n chips Highschool Musical AU (another thing I haven't seen, you don't need to, to read this). The writing is so undoubtedly Disney, it is at times so over the top dramatic, you can't help but smile at half the interactions. The charm is big on this one. The characters are exagerated but somehow not (completely) out of character. Basically if Riptide was on Disney, this is exactly how they'd act. Also it's just really, really cute.

-Depths of Natarus by goldpines Chip Mermaid AU set in an Undersa/Oversea war, focusing on Fish n Chips as well as Jay Ferin (my girl!). Two reasons why you should read this right now. First: the descriptions are SO detailed and immersive! It made me also kinda have a crush on Gillion Tidestrider. How. Second: it made me care about Jay. And the way she's written here is just so so great. You can tell the author knows what they're doing, the feels just keep coming, I alost teared up multiple times. This story makes you feel a lot of emotions at once, an overall amazing reading experience.

And these were my favs since last April. Specifically the ones that made me go absolutely insane. In a good way. Again, if you have any good recommendations (preferably longer stories, but shorter ones are also fine), please feel free to share them.

Thank you for reading this, if you did :D

[loveyourlovelysoul]

TW depression, negative/self harm toughts turning into positive thinking-

for a second my mind went back to that saturday of 2021. i don't remember if it was late october or november, but it was around this time anyway. for a second i felt exactly the same as that day: me standing there, sitting, unable to do anything while everyone around was busy moving, doing, chatting... not seeing me and my suffering. the difference is that back then, i was a different person. it was a foggy silent morning outside, and i was thinking i couldn't bear with all that weight anymore. i was feeling empty, helpless, lonely and... i wanted to give up, to end it all. i had been struggling occasionally with self harm and negative thoughts in my life but that day it felt like i really couldn't see a way out of that hole. until a small bird came near my window to sing me a song and somehow take me back to life. and later that day a few seconds of a song about not giving up were promoted. yk, music has always been important to me. i was named after a song too, anyway. it turned out being not the end but the start of everything. a long tough journey (that is still not finished) to self discovery through many difficult hurting events. today though, it's a sunny day. cold, but so warm and positive. i'd even say "content" to an extent. and despite still feeling occasionally left out and scared, not sure about how to move or where to go, i am also feeling more positive about what's ahead of me. i don't want to give up anymore. i want to keep going. keep trying to get back up everytime i fall.

as in a line i heard these days: "life, exactly as chocolate, can both be bitter and sweet. it depends on what we make of it, on what we focus on". and how open we are to see signs and trust their guidance.

i wanted to share all this in the hope that maybe someone can find comfort, see things under a different light and not give up but keep strong, even if feeling lonely and desperate. even if it feels unbearable. it won't always be like that. please give it and yourself a try. i promise you it'll get better. please, stay. you're not alone even if you cannot see it now. give yourself time, there ain't no urgency.

[rand0mfangurlstuff]

I'll Look After You - Part 3 Bucky x Y/N

I feel like I'm slowly getting the hang of actually making posts on tumblr. I'm still not great but bare with me. I'm still utterly obsessed with John 'Bucky' Egan and since I'm running out of fics to read I feel I need to make my own. Part 2 kinda got away from me but I think I have a bit more of a clear direction for this now. This includes jealous! Bucky. Enjoy:

When Bucky awoke the next morning, he was dissapointed Y/N was not by his side. He had hoped he would get to see her beautiful face again when he woke up. But the chair was empty and the book left on the bedside table. She must have left once I fell asleep he tought to himself. And who could blame her? That chair hardly looked comfortable. I wonder is she working again today? Maybe she will come by again soon. He looked to the book on the table. The hairpin stuck between the pages told him there was still a few more chapters left to read. His chest swelled with hope. She might come back again tonight. Bucky thought about relaxing into the small hospital bed and being comforted by her beautiful voice once more. As he imagined that gorgeous voice, he heard it from a short distance away. Almost as if he had magically made her appear. He couldnt see her, thanks to that godforsaken curtain; but it was her. He heard her melodic laugh. Who is she talking to? Whats so funny? Bucky couldn't help it. Suddenly he felt.. jealous. Why on earth would he feel jealous? Because he wanted to be the once to make her laugh. Thats why. But Bucky did his best to quell those jealous thoughts. She was probably just talking to one of the other nurses.

'I couldnt help it, I just started spewing everywhere!' It was awful.' Bucky knew that voice. That was not a nurses voice. 'Oh Major Crosby, why on earth did you become a flight navigator if you suffered from air sickness!' She said in between giggles. Crosby. Crosby was making her laugh. Well at least she was laughing at him. 'I didnt know I suffered from it till I was already in the air! You gotta help me Y/N, I need more of the stuff the doc gave me but he's not back till Monday!' 'Okay, okay, here you go.' 'Thanks Y/N I really appreciate it.' 'No problem Major.' Bucky heard footsteps, then Croz's voice again. 'Y/N?' 'Yes Major?' 'Please, call me Harry. I was just wondering if I could pay you back, for the pills?' 'Oh theres no need Harry.' 'I know, but I want to thank you properly. Are you working tonight?' 'No, thankfully for the first night in what feels like weeks I'm off for the night.' Bucky's heart sank at this news. There goes his plans of a lovely nights sleep. 'Oh great! Theres a dance on tonight in the main hall, are you going?' 'I hadn't thought about it, but I guess it would be fun!' 'Oh great, well I'll buy you a drink there, to thank you.' 'That's very kind Maj- Harry. I'll see you there.' 'Great! I'll see you there Y/N!'

Bucky's blood boiled. Croz was going to be at the dance with Y/N. Croz couldnt even dance! She would have a terrible time with him. It should be Bucky buying her drinks and sweeping her off of her feet. Not Croz. Pukes-a-lot Croz. If only his ribs would hurry up and heal. Then he could go to the dance and show her a real good time. Bucky tested himself, trying to get out of bed. It was painful, but maybe managable? Just as his first socked foot hit the ground, the curtain swung open and there she was, Y/N.

She went to Bucky's cubile to find he was already getting to his feet. 'Haha! Great minds really do think alike! I was just about to get you for physical therapy.' Bucky looked at her like he was caught with his pants round his ankles. 'Physical therapy?' he questioned. He sat at the edge of his bed, one to look 'non-chalant' and two because he was afraid his legs would gave in from under him with the pain in his side. She smiled at him 'Yeah, didnt the doctors tell you? It's about time we get you up and moving Major! Cant expect you to be in the air if you cant even be on the ground. Come on.' She stepped close to him and held out her hands, waiting for him to take them. He stared. 'Come on, lets go for a walk.' He did want to, but he felt angry. How could she be so kind and nice and smile so beautifully at him when she had just agreed to a date with Crosby. He looked at her, eyes shining and smiling a smile that could probably wrap even Hitler himself around her finger. He gave in and put his hands in hers. It was electric. He never wanted to let go of her perfect, soft hands. He didnt think it was possible, but her smile grew even bigger. Maybe she feels it too. This connection between us. She stepped back, giving him room to stand. He towered over her. She looked up at him, and all Bucky wanted to do was kiss her. All her had to do was bend his neck a bit, tilt his head to the side slightly, and his lips would be on hers. But no, she was Crosbys girl. He was the one going to kiss her. His blood started boiling again at the thought. 'Lets get this over with.' He said with a scowl. The sooner this was over, the sooner he would hopefully be able to stop thinking about her. As if I could ever think of anything but her. He thought. Her smile faltered, not expecting him to be anything other than his charming self.

They made it to the hallway, their steps slow and steady so not to hurt Bucky too much. Y/N tried to be encouraging, often praising him at how well he was doing. But Bucky barely responded. Eventually, she decided the silence was too much. 'Whats your favourite type of cake?' she asked. 'What?' he looked at her confused. 'Cake! Mines chocolate. I absolutely love chocolate cake. Whats your favourite?' 'I don't have a favourite type of cake.' he said. 'You like them all then huh? That's fair. If I'm honest I like all kinds of cake. Except carrot. Carrot and cake should not mix. Everything else is great -' 'I really don't care for or about cake!' Bucky snapped. As soon as he said the words he regretted it. Her bright smile vanished, and she physically recoil from him. She put as much distance between them as she could. Deciding she no longer needed to hold his hands. He immediatly missed the warmth of her hands in his. Longed to grab them back and never let tem go. 'I think you're okay with walking. Turn around back to your bed. I'll be behind you if you need me.' Bucky didnt know what to say, so he just turned around and slowly walked back to his bed. She was right on his heels though, being a good nurse and making sure nothing happened to him. He could sense her hand hovering over his shoulder, ready to catch him if he faltered. She never said a word though. Bucky wanted to break the awkward silence, but how? He had no idea what to say. She helped him back to bed and made a quick exit. 'Anoher nurse will be around later for evening rounds. I'm done for the day.' Without another word she walked off. Bucky cursed himself. He was a dick to her even though she was always kind to him. He would be pushing her even further into Crosby's arms now.

The day turned into evening, the evening into night. Everyone else in the infrimary was asleep, but not Bucky. He didnt know what was keeping him from slumber; the thought of nightmares or the thought of her and Crosby at the dance. Y/N and Croz at that dance is my worst nightmare. Bucky realised. What if they're dancing? He's a terrible dancer. I would be far better at dancing with her. What if they're slow dancing. What if he holds her a little too closely? What if he kisses her? Bucky tried to stop his racing mind before he had a stroke. He looked at the book again. Exactly where she left it. He didnt even want to read it. He knew the story word-for-word by now. He just wanted to hear her read it. That wasnt going to be happening tonight.

Y/N was enjoying the dance. The music was great, and everyone was in good spirits celebrating someones 25th mission. Harry was ever the gentlemen, buying her a drink and making sure she was okay. She liked Harry. He was kind, funny and charming, dispite his issues with air sickness that everyone cruely made fun of him for. She sat at a table with some of the other nurses and a few soldiers. 'Would you like another drink?' Harry asked her, noticing her empty glass. 'Oh I'm fine, thank you Harry.' 'How about a dance?' his hopeful smile was too much for her. 'I'd love to.' They made their way to the dance floor, a lively jazz song being played by the band. Harry wasnt the best dancer, but he had fun and made her have fun too, which was the most important part.

After their dance, Y/N needed to catch her breath. It was then she looked up at the clock and saw the time. 'I didnt realise it was so late! I better get going.' 'I'll walk you home.' Harry said, holding out his elbow to her. 'Oh thats very kind Harry, but theres no need. I'm going to head to the infirmary to check on some patients before I go to bed. You stay with they guys and enjoy the party.' 'Are you sure?' Y/N could sense some dissapointment in his tone, but chose to ignore it with a warm smile. 'I'm sure. Enjoy yourself.' She gave him a kiss on the cheek, and headed for the door. JUst as she was about to leave, she remembered she was meant to grab something...

At midnight he was still awake. He knew the party would be ending soon. He thought of Crosby walking Y/N home. Ever the gent. What if he tried to kiss her? would she accept his kiss? He hoped not. What if she did? He couldnt help picture Harry Crosby with his hands on Y/N, kissing. Hands moving to places he would sell his soul to touch. He was fit to scream. He couldnt hack it. Just when he was about to bang his head against the wall to rid himself of the terrifying mental images, he heard a voice. 'I'm not too late am I?' I'm hallucinating, Bucky thought. The pain meds must be very strong tonight. Y/N stood at the foot of his bed. Wearing a beautiful red dress, hair in flowing waves. Red lipstick he would love to smudge. 'What are you doing here? Weren't you at the dance?' She smiled, 'I was, but when it was almost over I thought I'd come check on you. Not that you deserve it. You were very cranky earlier.' 'I'm sorry Y/N I-' she cut him off 'There's no need to appologise. Physical therapy can be very difficult. Your body has been through a lot it's okay if it takes time to recover.' She was a literal angel. After how poorly he treated her, she still showed him so much empathy. More than he deserved. Even after her date with Croz, here she was checking in on him. 'Thank you. There's no need to check on me though. I'm fine. You should head back.' She moved closer while pulling a paper bag from behind her back. 'The dance is over now. Besides, I think theres about two chapters of Great Gatsby left. I brought some treats for us to eat while we read it.' She pulled out two small pieces of cake from the bag, white frosting on each piece with jam in the middle. 'You wouldn't tell me what kind of cake you liked, turns out it didnt matter because by the time I got to it this was all that was left anyway.' Cake? She had brought him cake? She was at the dance, with another man, and she thought about bringing him cake in the middle of the night? Bucky almost cried. 'You didn't have to do that, thank you. That's very kind.' She looked at the chair next to his bed. Her back already hurt before she even sat on it. 'Do you mind moving over a little? That chair is horrendous.'

Bucky was sure he heard her wrong. She wanted to sit in the bed with him? He stuttered out a response as he slowly moved as much as he could in the small bed. 'Sure, be my guest.' She sat beside him with her back againt the headboard. The sides of their bodies touching from their shoulders to their ankles. If Bucky's heart wasnt racing before, it was now. She handed him his piece of cake and picked up the book. 'It was when curiosity about Gatsby was at its highest that the lights in his house failed to go on one Saturday night....' She read to him, occasionally taking a break to bite into her cake. They sat like that, eating and reading, with Bucky never taking his eyes off of her beautiful face. Slowly, his tired eyes fluttered closed. He dreamed of cake, Gatsby's mansion, and her.

[carostrophal]

Ok, so I'm not talented when it comes to drawing. It's even worse when it's digital art.

But I wanted to contribute to the fandom by sharing my own content and I tought I'd try and "draw" my favourite alfred.

reference picture:

It's okay. It's not good, but not bad.

[bsgpiece]

I love your artwork and ideas of Sanami! That evening date one feels like inspiration for a good fanfic. 😄

If there was a love confession between the two of them how do you think it will go? I love to hear your thoughts!

First of all, sorry for taking so long for answering! I really wanted to make an art for this, but I didn't like any of my attempts, so I guess I still have to get better for this!

Well, second... THANK YOUUUU 😭😭💕 That makes so happy, being able to share my art and thoughts and knowing there are people who appreciates them is so heartwarming.

Feel free to write a fanfic about it if you want! Hahaha I'd love to read any SaNami fics 🫶🏻

About love confessions.. Oh, that really gets me. I have this HUGE headcanon (almost an hyperfixation lol) they confessed their love to each other after Whole Cake Island. Yes, I know it's almost a cliché for them, but I still have some details in mind I haven't found in any fanfictions I read until now.

I love the idea of Nami feeling really guilty about not realizing Sanji's true intentions, but still feeling angry for all that happened. Sanji even though was really happy to be back, didn't know how to act around Nami.

They would be weird around each other for a day or two, until one night Nami decides to go after him to talk. Well, there is when my imagination goes wild lol

I wish I have the skill to write a fanfiction about this, but to summarize.. Nami would find Sanji looking like he just cried recently, or maybe still crying. She would feel even more guilty and angrier when he denies it, which will lead to a huge discussion. And I mean huge.

Nami would say everything in her mind. All the good and bad things she thinks about him, about herself (she'll just avoid the use of the "love" word, of course. She's not really ready for admitting such feelings). Things could get physical, breaking stuff, Nami really getting over Sanji, pulling and pushing him over, not knowing whether to get away or closer to him.

We know Sanji, right? He'd be very confused. But he is no fool. A small flame of hope would grow inside his heart. Could Nami actually have romantic feelings for him?

He is more honest to his feelings when it comes to love, specially to Nami. He wasn't sure how she would react, but he tought she already was so mad at him, what did he have to loose? So yes, I believe he would be the first to actually say it. But say it without heart eyes or nosebleeds. Holding her firmly, yet gently, so she wouldn't run from him. Say the "I love you, Nami-san" that really send shivers down her spine, made her legs feel weak and her heart racing.

Nami wouldn't react at first. She would just look at him for a few seconds, not realizing she actually start crying even more than she already was during their fight. When Sanji was starting to think he might shouldn't have done it, she grabs him by his collar and BAM, HOLLYWOOD KISS! 🤣 Really really intense kiss, yes.

Why? Because they would lose theirselves in each other's touch, not really having to think all those feelings through. Just feel them!

After several minutes, they'll have to stop at some point and face each other again. This time feeling a lot lighter than before, she'll finally say "I love you too, Sanji-kun".

Well, you can imagine it however you'd like from now on. I still have more headcanons over this, a few really NSFW 🫣 however, it already became such a long post, I'm sorry.. I get so excited about those two! Hope it made any sense for you guys 🤣🤣

Thank you so much if you read until here! Love to answer your questions 💖

[magicalgirl-erina]

Probably one of my least favorite characters. Giving Ayano's taste in men, it shows her fatherless behavior. But this post isn't about her.

Did you serriosly tought we would all forget your shamelles "How to hentai without hentaing"? You are mistaken. I just wanna get that book, and hit you right in the head with it. It would make Ayano mad, but oh well.

Oh, and that is not the only dirty thing I know about you. Apparently, Muja doesn't like him, but you do. Got something you wanna share with the class? (Shoutout to TV Tropes for giving me that idea)

And with that, tell us how you managed to attract Amai, Kizana, Oka, Asu and Osoro. With Osana it was just a time issue, Megami, Muja and Hanako don't want you romantically and Mida should just go to hell. Serriosly. Unless you were izolated from men for a long age, then I would understand falling in love with Gary Stu. Asu, I am looking at you. Are you both blind and deaf? Did the rumours not get to you? Is Iruka (can't get to get to you) that good at hiding? He shall give us his advice. Kizana, I am angry at you. A queen like you should have higher standards. Osoro, just... I didn't expect a lot, yet I am still dissapointed. I can understand Oka and Amai, since they both give the "nice as fuck but dumb as rock", but in rest...

Do you even have friends? I mean friends besides all your bitches. Like the 10 other boys of 3-2 can't stand you? You might look like you get bitches, but honey he's a loner.I mean, you are either reading or walking alone. The logic isn't logicing. You only have female friends? Well we have a word in Romanian for that, it's "fustangiu" which litterealy means "drawn to skirts". Giving your virgin fuckboy vibes, it fits you.

You are like that Adrien from MLB. Tho, at least Adrien actually has interests. And ambitions. Unlike you, you simp. One known fact is that you would join any club your gf is. Serriosly? SIMP. And you probably wouldn't last a day in them. Except the drama club. You would be perfect for them, because you make Tsuruzo seem like a chill person. Adriend has many friends. And is an actually likeable character. At least you have something in common: you both attract satan in female form. Tho, imagine being this oblivios. If you can attract these many bitches and have the looks and personality if a wall, then there is still hope for me. And anyone else at Akademi. I'd rather have a crush on the worst guy at Akademi, but since it is subjective, I won't give names. At least he has personality.

[lady-of-tearshed]

Chapter one

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Summary: Elain's journey as she navigates between her beginnings as an actress, a breakup, and a very handsome and carring colleague.

Word count: 478 words

Warnings: Breakup, verbal fight, physical restraint (slightly), swearing (I think?)

Dividers made by myself ♥️

Elain had never felt so small in a room.

Graysen and her's small flat felt ten times bigger now that she's dropped the news. Her cheeks ached from smiling all day and her heart pounded with excitement to share her happiness with her boyfriend.

But her face quickly went blank at his unexpected reaction.

“You're going to share a kiss with that freak?!”

“It's just acting, Graysen!” She took an hesitant step towards him, her fingers shaking from the raw rage in her boyfriend’s voice. “I've worked so hard for that role, I…I tought…”

“What did you think? Huh?” Graysen spun around, his eyes flashing with the disdain he had for Elain. “That I'd be thrilled about you kissing another man just to “play pretend”?”

“I thought that you'd be happy for me.”

The words came out of her harsher than she'd wish. She lowered her head, her cheeks turning red as shame crept into her. 

Graysen swore, “Elain… It’s just- this is not the kind of future I want for us.”

Elain bit her lip, tears welled in her eyes, but she still refused to look up at him. “And what if this is what I want for my future?”

The room turned drastically colder. It was silent, and filled with a heavy atmosphere. They just stared at each other, their eyes filled with hatred, an emotion Elain had never seen in Grayson’s eyes when he looked at her. 

Graysen yanked the script out of Elain’s hands, shredding it to pieces like he had done to her heart. Panting, he shoved the scraps of paper back at her. He was so blinded with anger that he didn’t even see the tears that cascaded down Elain’s mortified face. “Then take your scraps and leave.” 

“Grayson-”

“Fucking leave, Elain!”

She flinched when he raised his voice. She backed away, her hand blindly reaching for the front door handle. This was not her Graysen, couldn’t be…

Grayson's face softened, back to normal. He came back to his senses and stared at her as if she was an injured animal. 

“Elain…” He reached for her. She recoiled. “Baby, you know I didn’t mean it. Please, stay…”

She couldn't see anything. Her tears blinded her vision and breathing burned her lungs. All she wanted was to flee, flee, flee…

“Elain, listen to me!” 

Elain yelped when he pinned her against the front door, blocking it shut. She hit his chest with her fist, but he held her wrists in his palm. 

“Look, I'm sorry, okay?” 

Those damn words. She was sick of hearing those damn words over, and over again. 

“Let go,” She sobbed, her whole body shaking with fear, anger, deception... “Let go of me!” 

She stared up at him and yanked her wrists free. Grayson's eyes widened, his lips parted. Realisation hit him, he had genuinely fucked up. Elain was scared of him. 

“This,” She shoved her decapitated script to his chest before he could speak, “Is what I've worked for all my damn life, Graysen! And if you…” 

She gulped down air, finding it hard to continue. Her throat was so tight, and her heart so heavy, “If you had just listened to me, you would've known how important this was to me.” She wiped her nose ungraciously, “You would have been happy for me. Now let me go.” 

Graysen’s arms fell limp to his sides, no longer caging Elain. She slipped away, and slammed the door as she went. She did not turn back, and she did not say goodbye to six years of romance. 

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[greenivydusk]

Simple Gratitude Practice

I just lit an orange candle with Hungarian runes to express my thankfulness to the Sun god of ancient Hungarian pantheon. He is sometimes referred as "A Magyarok Istene", often mistaken as the X-tian god. But no. They're two different deities, as researches have pointed out. Quite interesting how he was probably worshiped before the X-tian oppress nearly wiped out the traditions. Instead it blended welll within the Catholicism, among folk traditions, the church could never truly erase them. I am so thankful that I still can return to Him, whenever I feel the need of his comfort. Even just saying a little thank you, He is so appreciative of small honorings, devotionals and offerings. As long as it comes from pure intentions of the heart, he'll treat you kindly and gentle. Yes. I have refraimed my own practice and pagan polytheism, returning to my ancestry and ancient pantheon by reconstructing as much as possible from the folklore helped me to a bit be less scared of cultural appropriation and the internalized racism we were tought to brush under the carpet. It is not healthy, try to talk it out, journal about it, try to ask for guides on how can you manage your privileges in a better method. For me what gave a little boost is to support BIPOC/disabled witchy content creators, small businesses. From introspective journaling I have came to the conclusion on what dragged me into deep depression was the internalized learnt freeziness. Activism fatigue. Too many contradictory informations regarding the topic of decolonization, anti-racism, what counts as cultural appropriation and what not can lead to severe confusion and it can seem pretty horrific and as if I cannot do anything right as a yte cis-bisexual woman. Starting at somewhere is the hardest part of doing the right things. Self-hatred is still there... in thoughts like why i didn't started it earlier. Why I have not known about certain aspects? I'm not sure if anyone had experienced something similar...? I'd be happy if you'd share your experiences, probably it would help out others too in starting their own decolonization journey and healing from generational trauma.

[sayitalianolearns]

Diary entry 654

내 어깨가 여전히 너무 아파요. ㅠㅠ 그 때문에 잘 잠 자지 않아서 지금 졸려요. 어쨌든 어제는 '아이 러브 유'라는 ���본어 드라마를 보기 시작했어요. 배우가 한 명이 한국 사람인고 가끔 한국어 말해요. 그 사람을 이해서 이 드라마를 좋아해요 난 ㅋㅋㅋ

song of the day

credo di averla condivisa già cinquanta volte ma... che ci posso fare?

thoughts

TW depression, negative/self harm toughts turning into positive-

for a second my mind went back to that saturday of 2021. idr if it was late october or november, but it was around this time anyway. for a second i felt exactly the same as that day: me standing there, sitting, unable to do anything while everyone around was busy moving, doing, chatting... not seeing me and my suffering. the difference is that back then, i was a different person. it was a foggy silent morning outside, and i was thinking i couldn't bear with all that weight anymore. i was feeling empty, helpless, lonely and... i wanted to give up, to end it all. i had been struggling occasionally with self harm and negative thoughts in my life but that day it felt like i really couldn't see a way out of that hole. until a small bird came near my window to sing me a song and somehow take me back to life. and later that day a few seconds of a song about not giving up were promoted. yk music has always been important to me. i was named after a song too, anyway. it turned out being not the end but the start of everything. a long tough journey (that is still not finished) to self discovery through many difficult hurting events. today though, it's a sunny day. cold, but so warm and positive. i'd even say "content" to an extent, my body being in pain lol. and despite still feeling left out and scared, not sure about how to move or where to go, i am also feeling more positive about what's ahead of me. i don't want to give up anymore. i want to keep going. keep trying to get back up everytime i fall.

as said in the drama i'm watching now: life, exactly as chocolate, can both be bitter and sweet. it depends on what we make of it, on what we focus on. and how open we are to see signs and trust their guidance. i wanted to share all this in the hope that maybe someone can find comfort, see things under a different light and not give up but keep strong, even if feeling lonely and desperate. even if it feels unbearable. it won't always be like that. please give it and yourself a try. i promise you it'll get better. please, stay. you're not alone even if you cannot see it now. give yourself time, there ain't no urgency.

[ankilona]

Fanfiction promt

Isn't it strange that there's no MDZS/Naruto crossover?

I tought it would be fun to see one of the Uchihas in the MDZS world. Just imagine, Sasuke or Itachi being reborn in the cultivation world and later getting caught up in the war. They would definitely make an impression... and maybe upend the whole cultivation world. They would need to learn to cultivate like the others in the MDZS universe, but they would have extra knowledge, and the energy the cultivators use don't seem to be that different from chakra. (Of course if I'm wrong I'm sorry, I'm a fan, but I didn't research this topic deeply.) So it would be interesting how they would find their way in the MDZS world with so different but at the same time similar values and skills.

If someone knows a crossover fic like this please don't be shy to share it with me. And if there's someone who would like to write something like this, please don't hesitate to start. I'd love to read something like this.

[solitudewithlute]

Idk if this'll help anyone but a mental exercise that i like to do when i can't get something done goes by breaking down the task. For example:

"I can't get out of bed"

"but i can sit"

"i can check the time"

"i can move to the side of my bed"

"and i can stand up"

Think it in your mind about like that, using those same sentences, also works on more complex tasks:

"I can't cook"

"but i can wash my hands"

"i can go to the kitchen"

"I can open the fridge"

"i can wash these vegetables"

"i can even cut them into pieces"

"i can open the fridge again"

"i can cook these"

And so on. Idk if this'll help anyone else but i tought i'd share.