#writing tagging this for revisiting purposes lmao

[sugarpsalms]

on an earlier subject (thinking up spin-offs that eventually result in Doffy getting collected™ by Luffy) : a ton of great AU potential lays in the direction of Law being ultimately unable to see anything lasting done to Doflamingo. Like getting right up to it, gaining the upper hand and having victory in sight, then deflating; losing all desire and stomach for it at the critical moment. Resulting in Doffy flat ass on the ground, ripe for more pummeling before getting impounded, and then... nothing. Crickets all around (the royally fucked up) town. Things getting called to a skittering halt in front of God and Luffy and everyone, resulting in an extremely frustrating—for ALL parties—well what now? moment

[mell0wjello]

° 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓑𝓾𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓢𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷 °

!TAGS! - AFAB! Reader !!NSFW AHEAD!! Skip if you feel uncomfortable with the following topics ! : Hate Sex (?), light Voyeurism, Degradation, slapping, name-calling, marking, lowkey dub-con?, and reader sort of leads Jamil on. This is my first time writing smut its probably ass lmao I'm sorry also not proofread

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Jamil impatiently tapped his pen against his desk. He tried his best to concentrate on Trein's magic history lesson despite the incessant throbbing in his head. The cause? You.

You, sitting at your desk, clearly uninterested in what your teacher had to say. Instead, much more interested in the merman besides you. Azul was desperately trying to ignore your shameless remarks and your painfully obvious flirting.

The way you intentionally pressed your legs and tits together. How you were practically on top of him, how pathetic and desperate you looked. And what’s worse, you were making it his problem. From the corner of his eye, Jamil could see you keep glancing back at him, just to make sure he was seeing your shameless display.

After a week of this pathetic behavior, it was driving him half insane. And Azul of all people? This had to be on purpose. After what seemed like hours of torture, the bell for the last class of the day finally rang as Jamil sighed relief. All he wanted to do was get out of that classroom as soon as possible. He packed his things and ran out the door. On the way out, he saw you still glued to Azul's arm. He quickly averted his gaze, hurrying to the Hall of Mirrors. He needed to distract himself away to block your intrusion from seeping into his mind.

That night, Jamil rustled uncomfortably in his bed. Every time he closed his eyes, he returned back to the past month, when you used to approach him so innocently and talk with him. Never as to disturb him, but your charm was so undeniably alluring, he kept going back himself for more, in spite of himself. He carved himself open, vulnerable for your eyes to see and now for your hands to tear apart. The same hands that used to hold his face as the two of you made out in the halls when no one was looking were now crudely all over another man. There wasn't a formal thing between the both of you, and that's what irritated him the most.

He had let down his walls and now he paid the price. He kept revisiting the events of the past week, an uncomfortable heat forming in his stomach. His fists clenched on his mattress and his eyes stung. You made him feel inferior, the sentiment drawing Jamil to an edge. He never wanted to look at your face again, yet he desperately needed to have you in front of him. He wanted to do so many things to you and none at all. The heat only festered deeper in him.

The next day, Jamil was quite tired from last night. Kalim took notice of Jamil's mood at breakfast and tried his best to cheer him up. However, Jamil dismissed it, assuring him that he was feeling fine and just a little tired. Kalim was concerned, but disturbing him was going to do Jamil no good, so he let it go. Jamil did his best to pull himself together in preparation for the school day ahead. You shared no classes with him today, so he had the fortune to not see your face in class. He made sure to even avoid your general direction, deciding against lingering on you for too long. You made no efforts to give him any sort of attention either.

At the end of the day, he returned to Scarabia with an improved mood compared to the morning. Tests were coming up, so he could immerse himself in studying and other chores instead of obsessing over your recent conduct. Jamil was even pleased to cook Kalim's dinner that evening. He sat down with the rest of the dorm as he usually did to make small chat with everyone else, that is until all the composure he had built up throughout the day crumbled all too easily at the sight of your disheveled figure entering the lounge. Your uniform skirt was worn higher than usual, your necktie hanged around your neck undone, and your dress shirt was unbuttoned to reveal a little more of your chest. Even your thigh highs were rolled up unevenly. Your eyes scanned the students until they landed on him.

Jamil groans internally when his name spills out of your vulgar mouth, calling him over. Going over to you is the last thing he wants to do, but in front of his entire dorm who know him to be friendly with you, he had no choice unless he wanted to draw any attention. Reluctantly, he sat up and went up to you to lead you into one of the secluded hallways of Scarabia with the coldest expression he could muster. Once he made sure you both had enough privacy, he turned to look at you, his cold and empty glare piercing right through you. A small shiver of excitement crawled up your arms, but you made sure not to give it away.

“I just wanted to ask for your help with some of the Magic History homework. I've been feeling so distracted lately, I thought maybe you could help me out?" You spoke to him sweetly, but to him your words were septic.

"Really? You want my help? That's rich coming from someone who's been too busy drooling over other guys. Why not ask Azul?" Jamil scowled, narrowing his eyes at you with contempt.

"Oh, please. Azul's just a friend. " You replied, reaching for his hands. You felt Jamil try to recoil at your touch, but you held him firmly. You neared his face.

"And besides, you know I wouldn't ask you to do it for free." You guide his hands onto your body, pulling him closer and landing at your waist. You looked into Jamil's eyes in anticipation, feeling how his hands didn't return to his sides, and instead wondered further down. You drew in a short breath of impatience as you felt one of his hands slowly glide towards your lower back, but stopping short of your desired spot. Without warning, he lifted his hand and striked down on you, making your shriek of surprise melt into a lascivious moan. Jamil removed his hands from your body.

"This is what you really wanted, wasn't it bitch?" Jamil spoke crudely.

"Well then, since you're practically begging for it," Jamil unbuckled his pants as you watched with an unapologetic smile on your face.

"Start sucking."

You're quick to go on your knees, staring down his semi-erect length with hungry eyes before sticking out your tongue to finally taste your fantasies. But Jamil wasn't patient. As soon as you opened your mouth, he grabbed you by the hair and shoved you down on his entire length, connecting your nose with his base and feeling his tip scratch the back of your throat as he groaned. You were not expecting such a brash action so soon, your hands flew to his thighs for support and your jaw hurt by being stretched so abruptly, it had no choice but to suck. Jamil's hand guided your head to his tip, before shoving you back in. Your eyes looked up at him wearing a satisfied smile on his face. You could hardly breathe, but he didn't care as he continued fucking your face without remorse. It was too much, and soon a few tears pricked at your eyes, your hands pushed away from him to catch your breath.

"What's wrong? Don't tell me you're tired already. Isn't this what you wanted? And you were so excited for it too." Jamil teased as he stared at your breathless figure beneath him. He knew he was hurting your ego. But you liked it. You felt the area between your legs get hotter.

"Sluts don't get to have breaks. Get back to work." He said firmly as he tightened his grip on your hair and forced you on himself again.

You tried your best to keep up with his pace, but Jamil was so relentless and cared so little it was near impossible. He was using your mouth like a fleshlight. Saliva began to spill from your mouth. Jamil was getting more vocal though, you knew he was close. Awaiting his release, you increased the force of your suction, eliciting a gasp from Jamil. He pulls you away from him before he reaches his peak. You looked at him as you gasped for breath. Your head dives in to finish the job, but Jamil stops you by the chin. Your eyes follow his angry expression as he turns your face and lands a resounding slap on your cheek, the force sending sparks of electricity all the way down to your aching cunt.

"You don't get to have my cum in your mouth." He scoffed, looking annoyed of your audacity.

His knees drop to your level, and without warning, his hand dives underneath your skirt, and skilled fingers pull the underside of your panties so that two of his fingers can go inside. You immediately clench down on him, but he pulls out as soon as he came in. Jamil looks at his fingers covered in your fluids, almost in awe.

"Haven't done anything and you're already this wet?" He mocks, rubbing the juices with his fingers before turning to you.

"You must really be a whore."

Every insult shoots straight down, missing the relief of his fingers.

"Please, Jamil. It feels so good." You whine shamelessly, rubbing your legs uncomfortably in hope of creating some sort of friction to alleviate the heat.

"It feels good? Wouldn't you rather it be Azul instead?" Jamil snorted, looking at you with a look of distaste.

"No," You whimper.

"Only you make me feel this good Jamil, please."

Jamil scoffs.

"Bend over the wall." He states.

You can barely believe your ears, you stay on your knees looking at him dumbly.

"Bend over the fucking wall." He repeats with a demanding tone that snaps you back. With excitement rippling through your body, you giddily stand up and do as he says. Jamil flips over your skirt, revealing your soaking underwear. He makes quick work of it by lowering it to your ankles. You wait in anticipation as Jamil accommodates his hands on your waist. You feel his tip teasing your folds, but it retreats from your entrance. You turn your head to look back at him, but before you can say anything you yelp as Jamil slams his cock into you, completely burying himself up to the hilt. You erupt in primal moans as Jamil follows through at a tremendous pace. Your knees can't help buckle, but Jamil holds you steady with his hands keeping a steady grip on your waist. Your face squishes against the white walls of the halls, and you can feel your tits bounce with each thrust. He gave you no time to adjust to his girth, but it didn't matter because right now he was hitting everything he needed to create a babbling mess out of you.

"This is what you wanted from the very start. You just wanted to get a good fuck out of me. How many other guys did you do this to?" He grunted, slapping your ass vulgarly, making it ripple against him. You answer in a high-pitched whine.

Jamil continued his brutal pace, the both of you letting out moans loud enough to fill the empty hall.

"With how loud your moaning, you might as well let everybody in Scarabia know you're being fucked so good." Jamil snorts at you somehow increasing the speed of his thrusts.

"Oh, fuck-" He curses as your grip on him tightens. Jamil bites down on your neck, causing you to get louder. He sucks on your skin, hard enough to draw blood. You gasp breathlessly as he continues, and you feel a knot tightening in your stomach. You're close. Jamil also notices, given how your words are more unintelligible and you've become noisier and restless beneath him. Your eyes roll back and your tongue lolls out, a string of saliva erotically dripping from your bottom lip.

The knot continues to tighten. Your voice begins to crack, each noise you're making sending holts of arousal to Jamil's dick. You feel the dam finally break as your orgasm ripples through you. A string of whines spill from your slacking mouth, your pussy clenching down on Jamil. The force of your orgasm is enough to send Jamil over the edge. He quickly pulls out, watching as his seed paints ropes on your back with a satisfied sigh, collapsing on you.

Your chest heaves recovering from your high as you look at the man behind you. There's a thin layer of sweat covering him. His eyes meet yours. Your fucked-out expression awakens a sense of pride within. He pulls up your panties and pulls up his pants. With a sigh, he says reluctantly.

"If you still want those notes, come by tomorrow and we can have a talk about it."

You nod at him excitedly. With a little help from Jamil, he sends you off to the mirror, ignoring the stares of some of his dormmates.

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[campgender]

i was scrolling your “life is in your home too” tag, which I love btw, and saw a post about how you learned to be a good dom from experienced expert doms by reading how they dom and some of their best scenes, do you think you could point me in the direction of some resources for me to study that too? thanks in advance, if not, thanks anyway!

(post referenced is here - link 1)

first of all tysm for this ask (+ your incredibly kind follow-up), it was a delight to receive + i’ve been wanting an excuse to talk about a lot of this for a while so i very much appreciate the interest!

as always please keep in mind that i am Just Some Fem, nothing is universal including when it comes to D/s & i can only speak to what works for me. i try to focus on starting points rather than specifics but ultimately my advice will always be limited by what i needed to hear & wasn’t told, which may not be what’s helpful for a different person. with that being said, here’s some suggestions!

i’ve posted a previous reading list (link 2) with relevant recs; particularly the practicality + sex writing sections have the kind of thing you’re looking for. specifically, The New Topping Book (2003) is a solid starting point; i definitely have my issues with it (haven’t read it recently enough to recall many specifics but i have the sense of general pervasive racism & ableism) but it did a good job at making me think & i appreciate the supportive tone they were going for

another book added to my tbr since then is Coming to Power (link 3), released by SAMOIS in 1983

other authors whose sex writing has been influential in my life: Sandra Cisneros, Natalie Diaz, Joan Nestle, Judy Grahn

the fic At The End of His Rope by Letterblade (link 4) is genuinely some of my favorite sex writing of all time & accomplishes the incredibly impressive feat of representing a broad array of dom styles & changes over time in the same piece

my “impurity culture” tag (link 5) houses the building blocks of my sexual ethic

i’ve found many of those foundations by poking around the incredible bodies of work original & archived @newsmutproject @woman-loving @gatheringbones

for me, studying sex is the same as studying poetry – reading for craft is a different process than for pleasure (not that there isn’t a great deal of pleasure to be found in such practice, especially for sadists – perhaps that’s why as a child i never resonated with Billy Collins’ “Introduction to Poetry,” like i love tying poems to chairs & beating them idk what to tell you). so, keeping in mind that these are suggestions not requirements, here’s how i read for + work on craft:

there is no such thing as too much journaling. this can take whatever form you prefer – voice memo, discord message to yourself, the noble notes app, your own personal sexy red string corkboard, a vast & stunning array of other approaches i can’t even begin to imagine. i personally have an elaborate web of spreadsheets & google docs lmao. what matters is developing a collection of ideas you want to play with + a practice of continually reflecting on past experiences.

pay attention to structure, not just content. find a scene you think is disjointed and pick at the seams, brainstorm better transitions. then find a scene that flows so smoothly it carries you with it and figure out what makes it work.

rewrite a scene you’re drawn to or affected by to suit your own preferences. i first did this when i couldn’t shake “Interlude 3” (link 6) from my head after reading The New Topping Book; you can read my variation on the theme here (link 7) if you’re interested.

write or think through a scene fantasy you have from negotiation to aftercare. obviously it’s very difficult if not impossible to fully script a scene in advance; the purpose isn’t planning something you’ll later do but rather getting used to coming up with ideas to get from one disparate moment / act to the next.

revisit a scene you’ve read, written, thought about, etc and list the physical & mental acts that are required / expected of the sub (eg, kneeling for 10 minutes; making eye contact; counting to 30, etc). then rework the scene for a sub who has the same interests & goals who cannot do 20% (or 50%, or any) of these acts.

revisit a previous scene and list the places where you think a sub might safeword & why. then rework it with the sub safewording somewhere that isn’t any of these places.

i also recommend keeping in mind that like… for me, reading about ethical sex can often be a very distressing process for the same reason that it’s liberating: because it proves that things i’ve experienced are not the way sex has to be. i’ll tell this story in its fullness one day but the first time i read S/HE by Minnie Bruce Pratt i literally had a flashback to events i’d repressed for years, it was devastating, i’m so grateful for it. hell, in the process of compiling resources for this post i cried twice editing this quote (link 8) because between reading that book the first time & now someone did “respond with scorn or ridicule” when i safeworded. so i would really encourage folks to approach this kind of work with as much grace & comfort for yourself as you can muster or borrow – if it’s really fucking hard, you’re not alone in that, & it’s okay to take your time + pace yourself + seek support.

your + others’ interest is definitely motivating me to actually write posts i’ve been tossing around for months so thank you again & feel free to keep an eye out for more shut-in sex tips in my new “tomorrow sexting will be good again” tag. would love to hear your thoughts on any of this post / these or other books / whatever really lol. wishing you all the best & i hope today is kind to you! 💓

[velvet-games]

intro post

I'll probably add more to/change this later; I've just needed an intro post for a while, and this is what I could think of. you should probably remind me to update it if this section is still here after like six months lol.

name/pronouns/age/gay shit~

honestly you can call me whatever, but I probably won't know you're talking about me unless you use vel/velvet.

prefer they/it; any pronouns are fine.

I'm probably non-binary I guess.

I'm an adult.

I basically just identify as queer at this point, but I'm like,, vaguely aroace-spec probably? still figuring it out. I'm actually very happy to talk about it more specifically, but I might have to sit you down for an entire day to explain it lol.

what I do/post~

I mostly post fandom stuff, and my original posts include a lot of art + occasional meta. I'm starting write fic too, so that might be a more regular thing in the future :)

other accounts~

@/velvetygames -- explicit nsfw twitter/x account, not very active

@cornerbytes -- old dragon prince account that I will probably revisit when the new season comes out

@/velvet_games -- ao3 account

nsfw~

I post occasional nsfw here (never super explicit; that's saved for my twitter); it'll be tagged #nsft.

fandoms~

current fandom: hazbin hotel

previous fandoms:

hannibal (will always have a very special place in my heart)

arcane (will revisit when the new season comes out)

ofmd (literally so happy this exists; devastated it's not getting a new season)

the dragon prince (will probably revisit when the new season comes out)

good omens

lotr (I also read like 2/3 of the hobbit and will hopefully finish it this summer lmao)

things in media that make me go insane (in a good way)~

friendship

happy endings

cannibalism

(WELL-WRITTEN) romance (THAT RESPECTS THE CHARACTERS AS INDIVIDUALS AS WELL AS WHO THEY ARE IN RELATION TO OTHERS)

surrealism

good visuals (even if everything else is shit; extra points if it's animation)

angst

fake-hating

this one's weird but I love situations where a character is really helpless; I thought I liked whump because I can be borderline sadistic about it sometimes, but whump is really not necessary at all to this concept

religious stuff, mythology, angels specifically for some reason (especially when they're terrifying and/or fallen)

gay people

requests~

you are welcome to send in ideas through comments, DMs, asks, etc., but I can't guarantee I'll draw them. if I don't, it doesn't mean that I don't like your idea; I'm probably just busy or have too many brainworms about a specific thing to draw anything but what's on my mind.

notes~

I randomly get really anxious about feedback on stuff sometimes lol, but I promise I read every single comment/tag and cherish them very deeply <33

also, like/rb spamming is totally fine and welcomed! I know some people don't like it, so I just wanted to make it clear that it's completely cool with me.

mutuals~

for a really long time, this was my pinned post, and it's still true! definitely welcome any interactions from mutuals <3

I do have a problem with randomly ghosting people though; I've been much better with it recently, but please try not to take it personally if I don't respond to DMs quickly. I'm probably just being insane and in my head about it. I'm really sorry.

misc~

this is an account that is purposely removed from my irl stuff; I'm here to have fun and relax on my mostly fandom-oriented blog.

I don't block often since I mostly meet nice people on here, but I am very happy to block accounts that make my experience on this app shitty.

I try to tag triggers when appropriate, but please let me know if you need me to tag anything I haven't.

art for me is just a hobby I use for fun and self-expression, so while I really appreciate concrit, keep in mind that my goal is ultimately to make stuff that makes me happy.

I am also very protective of young artists that get made fun of for being beginners or making unconventional art; you should never assume why someone is making art, and you especially should not assume that they are focused on becoming more skilled or making things that are beautiful to you. if they're not hurting anyone and you're not their target audience, get the fuck out.

I am of the mindset that media is not real, but that your reaction/the things you learn are. liking cannibal media does not make you a cannibal, but seeing bigoted portrayals of minorities can feed your biases (doesn't necessarily mean you can't consume it; does mean its effect on you/others irl should factor into if/how you decide to interact with it).

I'm vaguely fucked in the head. just keep that in mind.

[pikapeppa]

OC Name Meanings

Thank you so much for the tag @elveny! Your answers were so good and thoughtful that I feel like mine are going to be so dumb in comparison LMAO.

Rules: Search and post the meaning of your OC’s name (if you made their name up or they go by a nickname, post an explanation of how it came to you)! bonus if you can find something for their last name too.

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All right [cracks knuckles] I'll start from the top.

Mass Effect (original trilogy): Commander Adriana Shepard. I named her after my husband because he introduced me to the game. NOT VERY ORIGINAL, but named with love? 🤣

Mass Effect Andromeda: Mara Ryder. I honestly cannot remember why I chose this name for her. Vibes, probably? I often just pick a name that "feels" right...

Dragon Age Inquisition: okay, I made up sooo many fucking Lavellans, and when I first started writing, most of them were just named after Game of Thrones characters. This includes Elia, Arya, and Lyanna.

(By now, you may have noticed that all my OCs have names ending in "a". I do like names ending in "a." I am consistent that way. 😂)

Athera Lavellan is the DA:I OC whose name is the most thought-out. I borrowed it from FenxShiral's Elvhen book of names, and it means 'part of a dream', which thematically tied into her romance with Abelas.

But then there's Tamaris, which is another name that I chose because of vibes (it "felt right"). I will admit that I know someone named Tamaris and I love the name, but I was also surprised to find that this is coincidentally a name from FenxShiral's name dictionary - a fact that I used in my fic of her and Felassan.

Dragon Age 2: Rynne Hawke. Her name was also chosen for vibes; 'Rynne' struck me as a kind of fun, playful name. I think in-world, she is named after a great-aunt. (It's been a while since I revisited her, I think this is the lore. 🤣)

Dragon Age Origins: Yara Mahariel. BACK TO THE TRIED AND TRUE METHOD OF USING GAME OF THRONES NAMES. 🤣💀

Baldur's Gate 3: my main Tav is Eilaena Valderol, aka Brynn Bladetongue. THIS WAS THE NAME I THOUGHT ABOUT THE MOST. Her birth name, Eilaena, is a drow name broadly inspired by the goddess Eilistraee. Her last name is her mother's name, which I used a D&D name generator to come up with. Her criminal alias, Brynn , was borrowed from an adventurer she admired who was a regular at the theater-tavern where she grew up. 'Bladetongue' is a stagename-like surname that she came up with; in her words, it's masturbatory (flattering herself for her silver tongue), and she likes the alliteration. She's half-wood elf/half-drow, and she purposely gave herself a human-sounding alias to fuck with people LOL.

My other BG3 OC is Tavanah. I liked the idea of using the default "non-special" name of 'Tav', but making it special by having her romance, Rolan, be the only one who calls her by her full name.

Tagging forward: once again, to genuinely anyone who wants to play!!! But let's start with @seabirdsong @iamcayc @novarunestone @elinorbard @crackinglamb @johaerys-writes @alyssalenko @vorchagirl @hollyand-writes

[saetoru]

TEE!!!! i am coming directly into your askbox to scream about the latest rb! gojo fic! aND LIKE!!! the knowledge that you had posted it literally got me outta bed this morning and i read it on my phone with one hand as i was getting ready and the fic!! it beat me up!!! cut me bit by bit until i was only a pile on the ground!! dadjo is terrible for forcing them (or at least trying) to break up!! preying on the class difference and reader's insecurity over it!! honestly, if anything he should be impressed because reader is a very smart cookie and a hard worker. iirc they were working two jobs at one point??? VERY IMPRESSIVE. dadjo can't even do one job right smh.

he was soaked to the bone. yes. good. nothing like a sopping wet man on your doorstep. LMAOOO but. augh. when reader mentioned how his dad was involved gojo got so mad that i thought he was actually going to storm off (and then come back again) but luckily he didn't.

when he was yelling and demanding to know why reader broke up with him, i kind of thought of that piece where he convinces them to stay until morning and they finally make it official— when he's demanding to know why reader won't consider a relationship and he's almost yelling and reader tells him not to yell at them… and then here, the narration mentions how he never yells and like, i don't know if that was intentional or not, but if it was… well, he's commited so much about the reader to memory that it would make sense he'd remember something like that.

and then there's this line: they’re bright and kind and deeper than the ocean. but unlike the ocean, they’re not scary to fall into, to lose yourself in no matter how far you are from shore. that one made me think of the sunglasses piece because the same comparison is made in the narration— how gojo's eyes are like the depths of the ocean, but in that fic/drabble, they're something scary. and like. it's a very cool writing thing and it makes me wanna scream LMAOOO.

ANYWAY I'M SO GLAD THEY DIDN'T STAY BROKEN UP FOR LONG AND THAT DADJO GETS HIS. reader definitely should have talked to gojo, but they can make it up to him by remaining by his side for the rest of their life hehe. dadjo should just accept reader because like, at this rate, some disowning is going to happen and the gojo family will have no heir (either satoru disowns the family or they disown him) but he'll be okay because he has his brains and reader (or the grandparents will get involved and give dadjo what he deserves!!!)

this is probably way longer than the 30 tags that stupid tumblr ate, but honestly speaking, i absolutely love the rich boy! gojo au so much. so so so so much and i'm so glad that you've been kind enough to share it with us all! (low key i want to know more about the pre-relationship times… but i want to know it ALLLLLL)

NIKU CRIES SOOOO HARD 🥹 i have to be so honest with you—i don’t even rmr the “don’t yell” part in the old fic ndkajdjd BUT the metaphors ab his eyes was revisited yes !! i think ur making me look like a more purposeful and skilled writer than i actually am fjsjfjf i wish i was that good at tying old things in. that would be the dream.

BUT HIS DAD WAS SO RUDE. it’s the way i wrote him and he still hurt my feelings 😭 he should respect reader bc they FOR REAL are hustling out here in this rough economy LMAO. but honestly reader is like. my new crush LMAO idk if i wanna be them or be w them

but gojo being a wet little soggy mess made me envision him as like. a soaked catjo hehe i love catjo he’s my fav ever i wanna buy a plushie of him but they’re like 40 dollars 😭😭😭 and i’m too cheap to spend 40 on a plushie LMAO

omg but also. i feel like writing an angry gojo was new for once u know ?? bc he’s always been soooo patient w reader and always let them doubt him and their relationship and was so precious and sweet ab reassuring them that sometimes i rly sit there and think like. damn this boy rly been thru it 😭 he was head over heels from the start and he rly had to fight his way into their life SOBS so i was like for once we’re gonna get a not perfectly sweet and patient gojo. tonight he’s gonna be an angry and emotional wreck SOBS. it was fun tho writing him that was. it was cathartic in a way.

but reader should have sooo talked to him sobsob. i think honestly that gojo wouldn’t have really been kicked from the company / inheritance bc then who would get it you know ?? i think dadjo was more trying to prey on readers innocence / insecurities and make them feel like they were powerless and had no choice but to do what he says and hope he’d get away w it EXCEPT SATORU IS ONE DETERMINED BOY LMAOOOO so he definitely underestimated his own sons stubbornness fjsmfjsj

i’m glad they got back together tho. i say that like i didn’t plan for them to from the start 💀 but to be so honest with u at one point i was kinda stuck on how i’d make them meet and talk and how the whole resolution would even happen. i think it was a bit rushed but i was tired and i was like eh. ppl will get the idea. BUT IM GLAD THEYRE TOGETHER BC I WOULD DIE IF THEY WERENT

and poor suguru 😔 my man ain’t do nothing justice for him he got that insta remove 😔 i forgot to make reader follow him back LOLLLL

BUT I ADORE U SM NIKU UR COMMENTS AND TAGS ON RB! GOJO ARE HALF OF WHY WRITING IT IS SO FUN IN THE FIRST PLACE i am so beyond grateful for u reading it and supporting it especially bc that one gojo fic u write is genuinely one of my fav gojo works ever. i admire ur writing sm it means sooooo much that someone so talented reads and interacts w my works like this 🥹 hugs u sooo tightly 🥹

[weyheyjxlya]

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*•.¸♡ pairing: asahi azumane x reader

*•.¸♡ genre: sfw | fluff | a lil angsty (hehe) | wc: 2.3k

*•.¸♡ prompt : Amnesia

*•.¸♡ warning: anterograde amnesia | blind panic attack | fist fight | a little cursing

*•.¸♡ a/n : so henlo! been so busy recently but I promise! I’ll continue where I left off You’re Back. so this is my second time writing for a prompt for the server collab of Haikyuu Headquarters. this is a hard one and it is expected to be long so this will have two parts. also, I created a playlist for this in spotify so listen to it as well. so ya, I hope u enjoy this mi lovely people.

also, I just reached 100 and I’m crying because this is a milestone for me. I did not ever expected that I would write for tumblr and here I am enjoying it. so omg thank you very much minna!! ilysm!! <3

[♬• playlist •♬]

part I | part II

Life never felt so good every time you are talking to this specific person over the internet. May it take minutes or hours, error messages, internet connection problems, etc. You both never failed to stall conversations. It's like the world revolved around the two of you. You two found each other's presence like it's the most precious thing in the world. Hands may get tired from making the keys clack and eyes may hurt from looking at the screen for a long time but it's all worth it. Every single word you receive from each other is worth it. It may seem addictive to the eyes of other people but for the two of you, it's like a heaven-sent gift. Both of you are hopeless romantics. Both of you are each other's shoulder when problems set foot into your lives. You found comfort in each other, a loving comfort that made the both of you yearn for each other. Yearning for each other while slowly realizing that the two of you are already falling into the depths of love together. That should've been the case already but there's one thing. One thing that' stopping both of you. Real names and real faces. Recognizing each other by only your original created avatar and usernames made the love stop its way into the battlefield. You don't recognize each other genuinely, doubt, and fear still in place between the two of you. Therefore, one day you both agreed to take it to another level. You both decided to finally meet one another.

02 | 11 | 2018

depressed_epiphany: ha! u got me there

insouciance_flower: well, that's how smart I am lmao

depressed_epiphany: but hey, let's take this to another level. how bout we meet next week?

insouciance_flower: so eager to see my beauty huh?

depressed_epiphany: you disgust me. but how bout the hamaya isobashi next town? I wanna try their foods so badly

insouciance_flower: deal! 7:30 pm it is?

depressed_epiphany: oh yes it is! see you!

insouciance_flower: see you <3 (ew)

02 | 18 | 2018

"Ma, do I look good?" you asked for affirmation as you twirl around in front of the mirror while admiring the frills upon the ends= of your dress

Excitement made its way upon your whole system as today is the day that you'll be seeing the other person that you've been talking for months with. Despite the animosity, you've found tranquility in the hands of the guy with the username "dxpressed_epiphany". For the whole day of wondering, you've been wondering about what's his name, age, height, personality. Is he the same in person or he's just nothing like when he's online. You've been worried about those pieces of information throughout the waiting process for this day to come. What if you wouldn't like each other after meeting up? That would be devastating, you thought. But despite all of those unending thoughts, you've decided to just let it be and go with the flow then walked your way to the driveway to fetch your car.

With trembling hands, you hopped into your car and started it. As you go out of the driveway, your resolution becomes firmer.

"Don't be nervous now Y/N," you scolded yourself

As you got further away from your house, your speed also accelerated. The restaurant's a bit too far from yours so that's why you've decided to drive there an hour earlier, so if in case of loss you can still find your way back again to the right track.  As time pass, roads are getting darker and less crowded. Trees and open fields filled your peripheral view. As the sun makes its way down to exchange places with the moon, your eyes wholeheartedly admired its beauty and followed it, forgetting for a while that you're driving. Just as you put your eyes back on the road, you've noticed that you're going towards the end of the road. So you reflexively stomped on the breaks and shakingly took the wheel and forcefully steered it which made your car turn 360 for plenty of times until you...

~~~

05 | 18 | 2018

"Pa, what am I doing here in this hospital bed?" you asked

"Oh thank God!" your parents sighed as they hug you together tightly as if they lost you

"What am I still lying here for? I'm supposed to be having a date today," you've mentioned

08 | 17 | 2018

As months passed, after being stood up by the girl that he had been hoping for. He received no replies after that day. The program where they had been talking to got out-of-date. And those lead Asahi to who he is right now. Negativity got its way on his system, even if Sugawara karate chops the negativity out of him. He thought there's no way in hell that he'll ever be able to be in a proper relationship anymore. Asahi got into various kinds of relationships and got off with it in just a short time. He thought that there's something wrong with him.

"Why are you still in my mind insouciance flower?" he wondered as he skims through his finished business in his laptop

"Please let me go," he agonized as that day left a mark on his heart that made all of his hopes flew away with the wind. He is certain that that girl would be the one once they would meet. That incident left him in a devastating state as he waited hours for her to arrive in the restaurant. His heart broke and contacted Suga and Daichi later that night as he drank his sorrows away at the nearest pub that they can get laid off to.

As he reviewed all of his thoughts, he came up with a thought of finally letting go with all of his yearnings and hopes that he could once again talk to and meet her for once, even if it's just a coincidental event. He has decided to repeat that day, to do all the things that they were supposed to do, and to go to the place where they're supposed to meet. It's more of a pilgrimage just so he could let go of the sorrow that he had been feeling ever since.

08 | 18 | 2018

Asahi wore the same attire that he wore on that specific date. While readying himself up inside the car, hands are shaking as he grabs the handle of his car as he went down and tidied his clothes as he walked into the restaurant where they're supposed to meet.

Fingers fiddling with the buttons of his cuff links, nervousness crept its way into his system as he recognized some servers that had seen his terrible state from the last 6 months. He came a little later than the actual time that they've agreed together. Eyes scanning throughout the restaurant as he subtly hoped for the last time that he would encounter a coincidental event where he could meet her for once.

~~~

As Asahi continued to scan around the whole restaurant, one subject caught his eyes. It's a lady, alone, has been circling her wine glass ever since, and has been circling her pasta with a fork and made portions of it as she successfully twirled it into mini pyramids of pasta.

He didn't noticed that he had looking at her for quite a while now and got snapped back to reality when he saw the lady stood up from her seat and started walking towards his table, in which he doesn't know because he flinched and returned his gaze over his food. Fear came into him when he felt someone poking him from behind but he slowly turned his head and...

"Hi! Are you my date for today?" you innocently asked the lone guy as you wore your wonderful dress that has the frill that you've wasted your time with as you admire how pretty it is made

"Hi I'm sorry, but I don't think so" he gulped as he continued focusing on his food because your face is too divine to look at it much further

"Oh sorry for disturbing you then," you replied with a courteous smile as you go back to your seat

Thirty minutes have passed since the time that you should've left. Also, you've noticed that the lone guy had been alone for a while, who's just there, aloof and lost in his sight. Devastated, you nonchalantly walked over to him.

"Hi! mind if I just take the other seat?" you inquired

"Sure," he replied and right away, you asked for assistance to transfer your tables from yours to his and started conversing the night away.

~~~

"I've had a great time. Can I see you tomorrow as well Asahi-san?" you asked

"Yes Y/N, same time and place right?" Asahi giddily confirmed

"Yes, see you tomorrow then!" you giggled as you walked out first from the restaurant

Asahi never felt happier as he paid for his bill because for once he forgot his purpose for revisiting this place. He became certain that he finally would get to let go of the insouciance flower.

"Hi, Sir!! Thank you for finally making her enjoy and smile for this night. She had been here for 6 months already but still, thank you!" the staff at the counter thanked wholeheartedly

"You're welcome?" Asahi replied as he can't register what's inside the all of the sudden gratitude of the staff but he just brushed it off and started walking towards the car

08 | 19 | 2018

"Hi, Y/N!!" Asahi blurted as he walked towards your direction

"Uhh hello? I'm sorry but I don't think I know you?" you replied as you wondered how did this guy get to know who you are. You've thought for a moment that this stranger just saw your name from a name tag or something, so you've checked yourself and your table if there's any but there's none. How did this guy even got your name?

"Uhm but we just talked yesterday, we even got to agree to meet here again after yesterday," he mentioned while you noticed that he shakingly fiddles with his fingers

"I'm sorry, but as long as I can remember, I was picking out a dress with my mom yesterday. Don't you think you're just mistaken?" you justified

"But what just happened yesterday? I know I'm not mistaken, it's you. I remember perfectly just how beautiful you are," he replied

"Hi, I appreciate the compliment but the thing that I don't appreciate is flirting with someone I just met," you replied with a straight face

"But," he replied, and before he gets to explain himself more staff that he recognized from 6 months ago approached him and dragged him out of the restaurant.

~~~

"Hi, sir! I've heard that my staff yesterday thanked you but I want you to please dismiss it and I hope you just don't meddle with Y/N-chan anymore. She's a special case. So please sir! could you please just stop it here." the staff that looked like the head one pleaded and bowed

"I'm very sorry to hear about that but I just can't. Before I would give you a yes to your request if you could just please explain to me why she's a special case?" Asahi begged as his hopes are being crushed furthermore

"Well if that's the only way to stop you. Everyone in this restaurant and the community knows about her case. Y/N-chan has anterograde amnesia meaning she cannot create new memories right from the event when the accident happened. So after she sleeps the night off, all memories from today will be erased. So every day she always thinks that it's still Sunday and she has a date for tonight. It's the same routine for 3 months now, she had the accident 6 months ago and they've mentioned that she has a date in this restaurant back from that day. But on the way here, the accident happened. So to prevent her from knowing everything and to blind panic, her family mentioned to us to just don't mind her when she's doing the same routine every single day,"

"6 months ago right? can you please provide me what Sunday that day is and the time that she usually goes here," Asahi pleaded as he's realizing something from the sudden shock of tonight's event

"Yes, it's February 18, the year of 2018. She mentioned that she goes here one hour early from the actual time of her date to prevent her from getting lost so it's 6:30 pm" the staff answered

"I think I got all the details that I need. Thank you very much!" Asahi thanked the staff wholeheartedly but got his heart to soften as he believed and realized one thing. It was you. You are insouciance_flower. The one that he had been waiting for. The one that he loved dearly over the animosity. So that is the reason why he forgot things yesterday because you had met his vibes and taste. It is you.

Asahi blankly walked to his car and drove home as this sudden news hit him so bad. His heart was filled with guilt. Blaming himself why you got involved in an accident.

The idea of giving up from meeting you came to him once, but he persisted. Persisted to make it up to you. He absorbed Sugawara's words from 5 years ago that he needs to get rid of that "negative goatee" in himself. He would do everything to meet you up every night so that he could fulfill that agreement that you two made before you got into that accident. He would do everything even if every single day and effort would be disregarded as you'll soon as you sleep and forget about it. That is his resolution and will be his only resolution to make it up to you.

Meanwhile. back from the restaurant. The head staff contacted your parents as this sudden threat to their daughter came.

[riizev2]

The Living Timeline of Riize Wintersong

RPing is hard. Keeping track of nearly three years of continuity is harder. Here is my organized timeline of Riize’s life for those interested in RPing her now that I’ve returned. I recognize that this is based primarily on my own recollection of plot events, so I have chosen to tag in as many blogs as possible for those interested in hearing the other side of these stories.

However, times change. A lot has happened in two years and my recollection is far from perfect or impartial. In that vein, this is going to be considered a living document. It may change as new information is brought to my attention. Furthermore, some of the people mentioned here are not on good terms with each other (or with me lmao), so take some of this with a grain of salt. This might end up being more for me than for you.

That leads to what’s in brackets. Certain story beats that happened previous have been decided to be written out of continuity for a variety of reasons. Out of respect to the wishes of those involved, certain characters have been omitted even though they did have canon interactions with Riize previously. If I feel that the scene in question is still required to understand Riize’s current characterization, I will leave them in with brackets. The names and occupations of those involved will be changed for the sake of obscuring the identities of those involved and to open up future revisits to old topics now that I have more control over certain elements of Riize’s past. 

I’m organizing it by patch because using the IRL timeline might awaken Blizzard’s lore department. Bold information was originally supposed to be proper nouns and important events but it got a little bit away from me. Just fucking kidding I deleted one word and half the hyperlinks broke and all the bolding disappeared so nothing is bold now. Also Tumblr ate this post twice so I’m kind of trying to get it up before it happens a third time. If edits need to be made, I will write a reblog with the changes as they happen (unless it is basic grammar or more comprehensive formatting)

With that said, let us begin.

Backstory:

Riize Wintersong was born in Darkshore to a priestess and a druid. Her childhood was largely uneventful, training under her mother as a Priestess of Elune while spending her spare time exploring the coastline. As she grew older, she decided that her true love was the sea and became a sailor. Travelling around Western Kalimdor, she became a rotating member of various trade ships that provided food and supplies to other kaldorei settlements on the continent.

In the lead up to the Third War, Riize joined the Alliance Navy and sailed much of Azeroth. During this period she learned much about dwarven and gnomish engineering and worked to maintain the components of ships. While only obtaining the title of Seamen, these years kindled her love for tinkering.

Riize left the military after fulfilling her tour of duty in Northrend. Like many she did experience whispers of the the Old God Yogg-Saron, but did not yet begin her study of the Void until far later. During her time as a civilian she fished and sailed for recreation purposes. After the Cataclysm she returned to the sea as a hired hand on any vessel that would take her. This began her integration into less savory groups.

Riize’s status as a sailor-for-hire was the status quo leading into her playable first appearance in...

Patch 7.3

At this time, Riize is a member of the pirate gang the Dreadwing Vultures. Operating under the professional alias of ‘Nine,’ she sailed with the group for fun and profit. While occasionally brushing against the machinations of Unit Eight, her time with the group was generally enjoyable. Around this time is her first meetings with Corine Blythe, Saelkath Alzarah (@saelkath-alzarah) , and Kat Hawke (@kat-hawke).

[During this period Riize would begin dating one of her fellow Vultures. The two of them would spend long nights getting high and listening to vinyl records. While their life trajectories eventually moved in two different directions, she still values their time spent together greatly.]

Riize begins to make ties with the independent intelligence agency The Silent and a few of its high ranking members through their establishment at the Golden Keg. She begins to take up the place of one of their previous agents as an informant within the Dreadwing Vultures. This position does not last long, as the Vultures soon move to Ironforge and afterwards shutter completely.

Shortly after this event, Riize begins to study under Saelkath in the ways of the Void. Reaching into the darkness, Riize’s exploration is noticed by beings lurking in the Void and mentally affected irreparably. While initially curious, she finds herself drawn to understanding the Void and the denizens within with more fervor. She convinces Saelkath to reveal to her the rituals of the Cult of C’Thun and soon becomes a member herself.

[However, shortly after reemerging with her new focus on the Void, Riize is captured and held captive by a masked Light zealot in the Hinterlands. Detained and tortured for over two weeks, Riize was eventually able to escape into the woods. While too weak to fight, she swore revenge on the one who imprisoned her.]

Patch 7.3.5

While examining a job board in Stormwind Riize comes across a flier directing people towards Easterly. After communicating with The Silent, Riize chooses to enter the newly reforming House Draconis on an information-gathering mission. She meets the House’s heir, Strixena Draconis, and begins to establish a friendship with her. She completes her induction after kidnapping a priest of the Light out of Stormwind on Strixena’s behalf. She is initiated into the House shortly after. While initially believing she escaped Stormwind without notice, Riize ends up crossing the Warden Elyza Morrowbranch (@morrowbranch) who was more than capable of overpowering the newly minted Lady’s Hand. Beating aside, Riize chooses House Draconis over her previous bonds and affirms her loyalty to Strixena.

Riize’s involvement with House Draconis does not go unnoticed by those who knew her and soon she finds herself interrogated by Director Hawke. Remaining affable post-kidnapping, the two enter a tense truce. Working with Saelkath and her previous student Iceilla Nightbane (@iceillanightbane​), Riize partakes in off-the-record assistance on a small handful of missions on Unit Eight’s log.

During a heated argument between the two of them, Riize slices Strixena’s face and leaves her permanently scarred. Agreeing that her delving into the Void is making her lose control of herself, Riize is isolated within the barren White Room deep under Easterly’s catacombs. She is kept in solitary confinement for six weeks, with her only outside contact to the world being twice daily visits from Strixena to bring her food. While originally planned as an act of love, Riize begins to go mad. Her connection to the Void deepens in secret. When she is released she rekindles her vow of loyalty to Strixena and is rechristened as Riizen Draconis, the Phoenix of Easterly.

While working as a founding member of House Draconis’s intelligence branch, the Lady’s Hand, Riize meets the Arbiter of Dead Sun Harbor Eilithe Duskbringer (@eilitheduskbringer). While working together during the opening of the House’s gunsmithing store in Stormwind (Dragon’s Breath Smithing) the two kaldorei would develop a lasting friendship. Fulfilling her duties to the House, Riize recruits Joskinar Soulshread (@joskinar) into the Lady’s Hand. Near that time she also meets Aurelia Voidsong (@smoke-and-stilettos), Headmistress of Sordasa Academy. The Academy would act as the research division of the House, providing a vast bevy of knowledge to those who would seek it. Riize, Jos, and Aurelia would soon form a polyamorous relationship.

Patch 8.0

Strixena and other key members of House Draconis are jailed by a mysterious figure. Riize is not targeted, though the time spent away from Strixena eats at her. She tries her best to maintain the organization in her stead but is slowly pushed further and further out of power by inter-House politics. She settles into running the House’s business ventures while awaiting her sister’s return.

During a Unit Eight expedition to Ahn’Qiraj with Saelkath and a mage in SI:7’s employ, Riize witnesses the full power of her teacher’s magic and is horrified. Barely able to push through the ritualist’s powerful psychic influence, Riize helps destroy the artifact they came to collect to free Saelkath from its hold. While the trio are able to return to Unit Eight’s headquarters safely, Saelkath’s mind is shattered and she loses all memory of Riize. Heartbroken, she leaves her teacher in the medbay and disappears into the night. Riize never sees her beloved teacher again.

Eventually Strixena reemerges before the House as a Death Knight, a specter of vengeance unleashed upon the world. House Draconis begins to act again, though with far less of Riize’s input. Not long after, Dragon’s Breath Smithing is shuttered. The intelligence branch that Riize helped Strixena found is scrapped as well, resulting in her joining Aurelia in Sordasa Academy.

Things grew more dire over the coming months. War loomed on the horizon and the temperament of her sister grew even more volatile. The final straw came in the one-two punch of the closing of Sordasa Academy and the ultimatum that re-entering the House’s inner circle would require letting go of her attachment to her partners. Riize, Aurelia, and Joskinar would all leave Easterly for the old Voidsong Manor in the dead of night. She never saw her sister again.

Patch 8.1

The War of the Thorns escalated further, far from Riize’s gaze. The Void’s hold on her grew ever deeper until the Burning of Teldrassil snapped her from her stupor. Journeying to Darkshore, Riize learned that her parents had evacuated to the presumably untouchable kaldorei capital only to be lost in the fire. Riize had not seen her family in decades and never got to say goodbye.

Patches 8.1.5 through 8.2.5

AKA the period I wasn’t playing WoW

Riize, Joskinar, and Aurelia married in private far from the world. The trio would spend the following year together in seclusion, enjoying relative peace together far from the world and the war raging around them. While it was peace at the cost of ignorance, it was a much needed reprieve from the pain that had preceded.

Patch 8.3 through Past and Present

The rise of N’Zoth and the emergence of Ny’alotha took an unseen toll upon the Void-Blessed Night Elf. Visions began to infiltrate her mind showing her memories of lives unlived and roads not taken. In time it became impossible to distinguish the visions from reality. The usually energetic kaldorei would soon spend hours of the day bedridden, barely able to navigate through the illusions that danced before her eyes.

Now

Riize re-enters a world that is unfamiliar during a time of uneasy peace. The public has turned its hatred upon the Void-aligned and allies have become few and far between. Familiar faces have disappeared, replaced by an endless stream of vitriol. Still, Riize searches for answers and closure to a life that has escaped her...

[junghelioseok]

tag game

i was tagged by @guksheart, thank you dear! sorry this is so late i’m really terrible at doing things in a timely manner lol ♡ 

name: lia

nicknames: idk that i have any that have really stuck!

gender: female

height: 5’3

sign: leo

time: 7:20pm

fav musicians: bts, blackpink, mamamoo, billie eilish, talos (bless jungkook and his a+ music taste really)

song stuck in my head: un poco loco from coco lmao

last thing i googled: when the next democratic debate is ahaha

last movie i watched: the cabin in the woods, i think

last song i listened to: zero o’clock by bts

other blogs: my main is @/whimsicalia and my fic recs are over at @/lia-recs!

do i get asks: sometimes!

why did i choose my url: it’s a combination of the greek god of the sun, helios, and jung hoseok, who is the literal sun ☀️

following: 116 because i’m terrible at following people. like i just straight up forget to hit the button and then weeks pass and i’ve completely forgotten who made that really cool edit or wrote that amazing fic sndjsjsjdjfsjdfjsd

amount of sleep i get: i aim for 8 hours but it’s usually closer to 6-7

lucky numbers: nah

what i’m wearing: a sweater and leggings

three tv shows: parks & rec, brooklyn 99, the good place, russian doll, sherlock (if you exclude the awful fourth season)

dream job: can i just... write... and somehow make enough money to not be stressed all the time???

dream trips: everywhere, UGH. i wanna revisit places that i’ve been to before and go to new places and have new adventures and i just. don’t have the time or money to do any of it. what even is the point. like. we live in such a cool world and most people get to see very little of it before they die and i’m :(

favorite foods: i like most foods? it’d be easier for me to name things i don’t like, tbh. like dill. and chicken feet. and cottage cheese.

instrument: i don’t play much anymore but i’m pretty good at the violin. i also play(ed) the oboe/english horn and alto sax. 

relationship status: single and not ready to mingle pls leave me alone

fav songs: our queen, aka spring day

fav colors: teal, purple, black, cool colors tbh

three books: the gemma doyle trilogy, me talk pretty one day, becoming, harry potter, the lord of the rings

book im reading right now: i’m alternating between let’s explore diabetes with owls by david sedaris, american gods by neil gaiman, and the book thief by markus zusak but every minute i spend reading i’m also thinking to myself “hey lia u could be writing rn” so needless to say i don’t read that much lmao

how many blankets i sleep with: usually one but i add a fluffy one on top if i get cold

anything i want: financial stability, a sense of purpose!!!, motivation to write, and a corgi 

tagging: @bendthekneetobangtan, @puellaigmotum, @imaginationofacrazyfangirl, @suga-kookiemonster, @readyplayerhobi, and whoever else wants to do this! and as always, only if you want to! 😘

[redrose-arrow]

Tagged by @feelingmeechy @araluengirl and @rangers-arrow-50 and technically ThAt BiTcH @uncanny-accuracy

Nickname(s): Rose, Rosie, Rosa, red-rose-arrow-pijltje (last word is Dutch for arrow and Idk thank my sister)

Zodiac: Capricorn

Height: 178cm/5’10”

Time: 9:43am

Favourite band/artist: Katy Perry, Coldplay, Imagine Dragons

Song stuck in my head: Firework by Katy Perry :)

Last movie I saw: endgame!

Last thing I googled: physics explanation videos lmao rip it’s exams week

Other blogs: not on tumblr, but I’ve got two fan accounts on instagram and I’m active on ao3, ff.net and Wattpad lol

Do I get asks? YES I have multiple writing requests in my inbox and I promise I’ll finish them :))))

Why this username? My dad came up with it way back when I got active as a fangirl; it consists of my most frequent nickname, and the arrow is a reference to RA and the red just sounds good

Following: honestly don’t know? I’ll have to check

Average amount of sleep: 6-7 hours so quite okay

Lucky number: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

What am I wearing? Really short shorts and a HP t-shirt (I’m yet to get out of bed)

Dream job: something like a journalist I suppose? Kinda freelancer, travelling, with a purpose, writing, being knowledgable

Dream trip: I still wanna go to Cali, Australia, Canada and Scandinavia (have only been to souther Sweden) - and Eastern Europe! Like revisit Croatia or smth

Favourite food: fruits!!! Just no pear lol

Instruments I play: yeah nope :/

Eye colour: blue-greenish

Aesthetic: literally changes. Per. Day.

Languages I speak: Dutch, English and German!

Most iconic song: dude bohemian rhapsody of course

Random fact: I don’t actually forget anything even if it’s small random things like what time does a friend have what class with what teacher

Tagging: y’all!

[hitoyouall]

TAG 10 TAG

tagged by: @swearing-asian lmao I’m like two weeks late but I’m finally on pc so aksjd rules: tag 10 people you would like to get to know better (not gonna work for me, probs) name/nickname: Tiffany for a name, the generic Tiff, Tiffy, etc. for nicknames, but a small group of friends call me T3 and because I’m Viet, call me by my last syllable too lol: “Ny” (nee) - my mutuals are allowed to refer to me as such! (T3 & Ny)  relationship status: wishing for a gf or bf but like... I just really want good grades, man favourite color: silver!! last song i listened to:  "Morning Mood"  by Edvard Grieg.... classical music ftw, amirite favourite tv show: oooh this is difficult... there’s so many kdramas to think of!! W?? DOTS??? Heal Me, Kill Me?? Healer?? oh wait hold on... Orphan Black? Soul Eater??? Y’all, just forget this question. first fandom: Power Rangers!! Pokemon!!! nerd kid? Yes I was hobbies: singing, reading, video games, dancing, listening to music, tumblr, watching kdramas books that im currently reading: textbooks mainly, but also a writing guide book, and revisiting the Children of the Djinn books from my childhood. I’d like a reccomendation for a fiction book written after 2000 (for school purposes) worst thing i’ve eaten: unripe pineapple!!! it’s hard and the juice is so sour it stings your tongue like a b*tch favorite place: my warm bed, mainly. I love upscale malls though! Everything’s so sleek and modern and bright it makes me feel rich just walking in them

tagging: @tuknang @schocolateymenta @theguardianleader @eyytalia @julietmp3 @crystalpxnk @fypluto @translovememory idk who else to tag and will probs be including y’all in another tag afhdk please don’t feel you need to do this!