#Today's Haiku with Picture

[falseandrealultravival]

Today's Haiku with Picture 699

Raspberry

It will change color soon

In black

ラズベリー

そのうち色づく

ブラックに

(2023.05.25)

#raspberry #black #haiku #today's haiku with picture

[cybertroniannugget]

What if… Sam had a sibling who is very chaotic!!!! And they survive through out the Bayverse movies and when they meet Hound, Crosshairs and Drift, how would those 3 react to the crazy lil human?!? ;-;

(Could you possibly add Optimus Prime and Bumblebee!?)

Okay this is the first ever request I answer, kinda nervous tbh.

Hope you like it, and thanks for requesting^^

It's called Haiku...

Also, I don't know what pictures to add lmao

About this fic: sfw, gn reader, takes place in aoe

901 words

Sitting in the passenger's seat, squished next to Shane, you look out the window.

Sure, it was uncomfortable, but there were only 3 seats for the 4 of you.

You didn't say anything though, after they had just lost their friend, complaining would be of no use.

So you watch the wide desert landscape going by.

A white truck drove by on the other side of the road, but you didn't pay that much attention to it.

That's when the truck you four were in started rumbling. At first you didn't know what was going on, but when the seats shifted back roughly, the worn down leather replaced by more comfortable fabric seats you kind of got an idea.

"A man of taste I see. Western Stars are pretty nice.", you complimented, after seeing the symbol on the steering wheel, before the autobot logo took its place.

You opened the window to take a look at the Prime's new altmode.

Red flames across the blue paintjob, and everything was just so shiny.

"I must say, you looking good Prime!", you laugh, sticking your head back in.

"It was awesome but it was insane!", you heard Shane yell out excitedly.

The Prime's deep voice echoed over the radio, calling for his Autobots.

"I wonder If I'll see Bumblebee again. I missed that guy."

"Bumblebee?", Cade asked.

"Yeah, he's an Autobot don't worry. He's no giant insect, if that's what you thought about."

The man just raised an eyebrow at you, making Tessa chuckle in amusement.

After a few more minutes of driving you all got out of the truck, after Optimus opened the doors for you.

"Your dad is nice, but he needs to relax a lil...", you whisper to Tessa.

"He sure does, but he's trying his best."

"Never doubted that, don't worry.", you add, nudging her arm gently.

Optimus transformed, being greeted by his bots.

"Mr. free leader of the galaxy. I knew you'd make it. I never doubted it."

"Just who are these guys...", you mumble, looking around.

The green one with what looks like a cape suddenly turned to point his guns at you.

"Oh okay, that one feels like killin today...", you say, raising you arms sarcastically.

When the biggest one started lifting his guns was when you started sweating though.

But having fate on your side, like always, Optimus stopped them.

"Thanks Prime, I thought I was done for this time."

"🎶...Survivor! 🎶", Bee's Radio echoed.

"What's he mean by that now?", Hound asked, adjusting his cigar.

"We go way back. I saw Megatron so many times already. He nearly killed me twice but meh, still alive and kicking"

"Wait, aren't you that human from the fight in-?", Drift turned to ask.

"Chicago? Yeah, I've been there. Threw a brick at Megs myself.", you interrupted, proud of your past actions, arms crossed before your chest. "I've been there since the beginning. When it was just about a pair of glasses from my crazy great grandfather."

"They have fought with us. They're the only human I know I can trust."

"Rude...", Shane mumbled under his breath.

"I mean, how'd a squishy survive all that?!", Hound asked into the round of Cybertronians and humans

"Who you callin squishy?! I'm not the big one here."

"Pff, that's just armor. I'm as fast as a horse!"

"Well first of, it's as healthy as a horse. And also, it's none of your damn business how I survived all the shit I've been through. Because honestly, I don't even know myself. Maybe I'm just lucky"

You shrug, looking up at Optimus, who's serious demeanor made your heart sink.

He's always been serious yes, but a kind soul. Always open for questions.

Now he's just, well... dark.

"Well, but I'm sure as hell gonna survive this, so when we startin?!"

"Enthusiasm, I like it.", Crosshairs mentioned, spinning a gun in his servo, before tucking in back into his belt.

"🎶Where have youuuu been?!🎶", Bumblebee sang over the radio.

"Oooh, Rihanna, you got some mad taste Bee!"

Sticking your hands into the pockets of your worn down jeans, you look up at the yellow and black bot, who's optics were fixed on you.

"Well, after Chicago I needed a new place to stay. So I applied to work in a different hospital. And it led me to Austin, Texas."

You laugh

"In the good ol' south", you say, mocking the southern accent.

"I think I like that one", Hound says, leaning back against a rock wall.

"They have what it takes, like sunset colors on blue,

strength guts and virtue.", Drift added.

"If this is another hiku I swear Imma blow you to shreds...", Crosshairs murmured, turning to walk away.

"It's called Haiku!", you correct him.

"What?", he mumbled annoyed.

"I don't care what it's called. I just want to leave this place."

"Well, I like it, thank you.", you say to Drift, smiling at the bot.

In this moment of peace, it was of course Crosshairs who needed to add something unnecessary.

"Nah, it's lame"

Without warning, Drift jumped at him, swords drawn, ready to attack.

"And I thought I was crazy...", you whisper to Bee, rolling your eyes.

The bot snickered.

"Lord may you give me strength to not make anyone here short circuit on purpose..."

You squint your eyes, thinking.

"I don't even know their names yet... Wow"

"🎶Still don't know your name🎶"

"Oh you're right tho Bee.", you laugh

#transformers x reader #request #bayverse drift #bayverse crosshairs #bumblebee #optimus prime #Bayverse Hound

[avvxree]

soft celebration - feat. kaedehara kazuha

- it’s finally the birthday of someone important to them, it’s time to celebrate it

note - hello! wow i didn’t wrote a fanfic in three years… sorry if it’s a little meh! still, hope you’ll enjoy it :) english isn’t my first language so bare with me pls

content - 811 words, lower case intended, modern au, written as platonic but can be seen as romantic, gn reader (3rd person) & might contain some errors

They were waiting for this day. On their phone, there was a little reminder ‘kazuha’s birthday <33’ showing on the screen, but it’s not like they needed to be reminded. They had prepared a little surprise for him, it wasn’t much but it’s what kazuha should enjoy. He was never a complicated person most of the time. It was nice having someone calm like him, it was a very peaceful presence that they found to be necessary in their life.

He recently got back from one of his frequent travels. It was a part of his charm, even if it meant they couldn’t see each other for days or weeks. They wanted to leave him some time to rest, since jet lag can be pretty harsh. But, today was the day they would meet up and kazuha also knew he couldn’t say no for the celebration of his birth.

They remembered how he felt about his birthday through one of their phone calls: he didn’t feel the need to celebrate it since he never got the chance as someone who travels a lot. This year, they wouldn’t let this chance go away.

they let kazuha choose the place they would meet up. and so, he chose a place they both held dear, it was on a hill where you could see the sky clearly. they would stare at the many little lights in the skies until they couldn’t handle their body going colder. they walked along a little trail that was very familiar with how many times they would meet him.

and there he stood, with his white hair and his red streak. ‘oh you finally arrived’ they could hear his soft spoken voice that always brought a sense of familiarity to them. he turned his head to meet their eyes. ‘i was looking forward to seeing you’ they smiled when their gaze met his ruby-like eyes. ‘happy to know that! but first of all’ they search in their bag while finding a seat beside him, on the ground ‘happy birthday! i hope you’ll like this!’ they held out a note and a little box. it was both on the colors he held close to heart, from yellowish town to deep red, colors that reminded of autumn. he looked a bit surprised but took the gift. he looked at them, in a way to have permission to open it in which they responded with a small gesture of hand.

‘i’m sorry if the letter is bad… i barely know anything about haikus and poems but i wanted to try’ they laughed a little. ‘don’t feel bad, i appreciate it nonetheless’ he responded with a soft smile. ‘oh! open the gift first, i think the letter will make more sense…’ and with that, he started to open the box. he was careful to not tear any of the paper, as if it was a work of art.

at the bottom of the box sat a little picture of the both of them. they both had many leaves decorating their clothes and hair. it was when they messed around with the fallen leaves on one of their expeditions. the laugh they shared in that moment was frozen in one single picture. ‘i remembered you were scared of having bugs on you when we played with the leaves’ ‘hey! it’s not my fault if i’m less connected to mother nature’ they said in a funny tone. they didn’t mind the comment, after all it was true.

what surprised him was the frame: it was a hand made one with little leaves of different forms and warm shades. he was fascinated by how much time it must have took them to create this little fragile art piece. all of that for him.

he then read the words handwritten on a reddish paper filled with little doodle of things he showed them while travelling:

‘green turns red and falls on the ground

so does our memories

we might remind things wrong or forget them

but let’s enjoy it while we can

yeah, this didn’t turn out as a poem but happy birthday kazuha!’

he turned to them and they only wore a wide smile. ‘did you like it?’ they questioned while tilting their head. ‘i really do, thank you for making this day a little more special’ they held out their arms to invite him in a hug, which he gratefully accept. ‘hey! it should be special! it is now my lifelong mission!’ he laughed a little while pulling away.

and then, it felt like everything fell into place. they chatted the night away while looking at the stars like they used to do. this reunion might be one of so many, but this one was special. kazuha felt for the first time that his birthday might be something worth celebrating, at least with their presence.

thank u for reading!! - all right reserved, please ask before reposting somewhere or doing a traduction.

! fan art not mine, credit goes to the owner (tell me if you know who is the artist, i didn’t find them)

#lyly writing #genshin impact x reader #genshin x reader #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact scenarios #kaedehara kazuha #kazuha x reader #kaedehara kazuha x reader #kazuha x you #kaedehara kazuha x you #gn reader #x reader #fluff #genshin impact fluff #genshin fluff #kazuha fluff #kaedehara kazuha fluff #fluff scenario #fluff imagine

[russeliarat]

Yall wanna see some misc HMSW stuff I've been doodling over the past few weeks? Too bad you're seeing them anyway.

Instinct and Desire, the fusions of Heart and Mind and Heart and Soul respectively. I actually drew these a bit ago but I redraw them today and made a Soul and Mind fusion called Morality, but couldn't find the images on my phone so I'll take the photos tomorrow at some point and post it individually then.

Here's a dumb doodle I did of Desire a while back:

Misc doodles with varying inspiration. The Soul and Heart is the top right corner are based on the two outfits for Frank from Rocky Horror Picture Show, the Chonny in the bottom left is pose practice from Shut Up You're Stupid mv (the part at the end where he start swaying), the top left is a Heart inspired by something I found on Pinterest that I got to practice feathers, mild body horror, and posing, and the bottom right corner Mind and Heart are pose + expression practice with outfits I mixed together from Pinterest.

Yes the Mind doodle in the bottom right is my favourite.

Drone bee Mind. Not really much to say other than 'what if I gave him four arms and a cunty outfit'. I just liked the idea of insect designs.

For the SCP AU on tumblr and CJFS that I've become obsessed with. (Made by starry_hologram, sorry tagging won't work on mobile fsr) I've had a recent obsession with SCP Foundation in general and this basically latched onto both my special interests. I've been playing with the idea of Simon not being as entirely human as everyone thought and him having this uncanny-ness to him that no one can pinpoint. I elaborate further on sketches below, but I'm putting them at the end of the post since it's very horror themed. Me when SCP leans way into a very good setting for every kind of horror imaginable (I am not sleeping tonight after the scroll through Pinterest, you can find anything on there if you know how to get to it :'D)

Staying true to my roots and putting Heart in ballgown of a dress. Got lazy and only gave him one wing though, I had plans to put the other two in dresses but Heart's long ass skirt made me leave it. I used silver and purple metallic gel pens to add dimension but you can't really see it in a photo ngl.

For my partner's comfort AU! Jellyjash as we call him. Put him in the beach fit coz it suits the vibe.

Not really HMSW but this is the design I've been using for the past 8 or 9 months for the Haiku/HitS love interest, of whom I call Venus. I've been practicing drawing people with more weight lately, I'm tweaking how I draw Venus' proportions atm.

Here's the horror stuff for Simon:

#cccc #chonnys charming chaos compendium #cj heart #cj mind #cj soul #cj whole #chonny jash #aus and a bunch of other random fashion doodles too #russ's monthly art display lmao #i finally got a phone so i can go back to showing traditional artwork!!!!

[deepdeanvsweston]

Detective gang and their tumblr blogs

Daisy's blog: dykes4detecting

- has one blog for absolutely everything she posts, and it's all a pretty pink colour

- does also have a rarely used sideblog for fashion

- occasionally makes alarming but nonchalant posts like 'someone threw me into the Nile yesterday lmao'

- but in the tags of the same post it'll be the most devastatingly tragic admittance of feelings you've ever seen like #it was so scary though... #im scared of showers now because of it and it makes me feel so stupid #like getting my feet wet gives me heart palpitations wtf???

- also makes posts like "you'd think people would put a little more effort to kill me considering the effort I put into stopping exactly that" and nobody can tell if she's shitposting or not

- reblogs a lot of historical lesbian content and the occasional Killing Eve gifset

- also reblogs poetry, especially sapphic obviously

- posts her own blackout poetry which is quite popular

Hazel's blog: woctordatson

- back when she was 12/13 Hazel had an entirely BBC Sherlock themed blog which was in fact actually popular and well known, in tumblr anyway

- did not change her blog name from this phase

- used to write Sherlock/Watson fanfic and post it

- (Daisy brings it up every so often and when she does Hazel tells her she wished she'd drowned (jokingly ofc))

- now has several blogs for different things because she likes having everything organised

- one of the blogs is called a-stamp-a-day where she (you guessed it!) posts a stamp a day, and a little bit about it

- (I hc Hazel to collect them and have a focused interest in them)

- another blog is poetry themed, and she ofc reblogs all of Daisy's blackout poems

- reblogs a lot of those gif stimboards (visual stimmer fr fr)

- LOVES the haiku bot

George's blog: beetles-and-boatles

- posts a lot about the Mary Celeste which are half detailed research posts and the other half is just 'the mystery of the Mary Celeste lives in my head rent free'

- may also post about other unsolved mysteries too

- made one joke post about Daisy acting like he didn't know her and posting 'ok so in December the Guardian says this girl died after a cult member threw her overboard a boat in Egypt and yet the BBC had an article last week reporting how she was at her father's funeral??? I have Questions'

- however it blew up and now Daisy Wells is lowkey an unsolved mystery tumblr superstar. George finds this hilarious

- also posts pictures of his pet beetles and infodumps about them

- very very very occasionally makes an incredible vague post about his crush like 'he adjusted my school tie and I leant into his hand,,, having a crush is horrific'

Alex's blog: spaceistrans

- says he doesn't have a doctor who blog but so clearly has a doctor who blog

- has doctor who quote "In 900 years of time and space, I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important" as his header

- draws a lot of cute little pride icons, especially aromantic ones that are fairly popular

- also posts a lot about space like "there's an eclipse today!!!" and then he makes a post of the times in different countries you can see it

- reblogs all of George's unsolved mystery researched posts with super supportive tags like #this is so well researched!!!

- has a scheduled post each month that just says 'fuck you mom' (Daisy spam reblogs this every time it shows up on her dash)

- reblogs a lot of dw fanart and gif stimboards

#murder most unladylike #mmu #daisy wells #hazel wong #george mukherjee #alexander arcady #mmu headcannons

[instruth]

THE PUZZLE IN MY LIFE

Today I lay myself down on the grass beside a pond. I watch the long grass dipping into the water as a soft wind blows. I see beauty and life in all that.

Resting my head upon my opened palms I am at peace with myself ...

I look to the sky and watch the clouds roll by. Lo and behold! I see patches of cloud in the heavens as they move and then images begin to form as they merge.

And I understand ... ... ...

The things and events in my life, the daily situations and circumstances are like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle, separate in themselves, but each is a vital part of the whole, just like the patches of clouds. I am learning patience with endurance to view my life as such, just like a jigsaw puzzle, especially when I am threatened by disdainful occurrences or by boring non-events.

By patiently and diligently fitting in the pieces, a picture will begin to form. Once it is more complete I will be more able to grasp what my life is all about. However, if I were to look at each Individual piece only as and by itself, it would appear obscure, useless and meaningless. It seems to represent nothing I care to know.

Yet without it, the picture is never complete, my work is unfinished, and I will always experience unfulfillment and discontentment in my life. I know now, life is a mixture of all things and of everything ... and I embrace my life in totality.

by the bank I lay

heaven's greeting makes my day

peace flows while I pray

©Johnny J P Lee

03 November 2023

(Edited Version)

HAIBUN (Prose + Haiku 5-7-5)

Photos: J. P. Lee

#poetryportal #writerscreeds #smittenbypoetry #spilledwords #writingthestorm #poeticstories #inkstainsandheartbeats

[saltygilmores]

Thoughts While Watching Gilmore Girls-Season 2, Epsiode 13 ("A Tisket A Tasket") Part 1 of ???

So this is like, the first heavily Jess-centered episode after his debut back in 2/5. He's kind of been chilling behind the counter at Luke's for 8 episodes. He's been seen, he's been mentioned since he lives rent free in the head of every citizen of Stars Hollow. But here, he has truly arrived, making his debut in one of these shitshow eps that combine Dean, Jess, the DALA (Dean and Lorelai Affair), etc etc. A real fucking doozy. PS: All previous commetary is now linked in my pinned post.

What have we here? Oh, look everyone, it's yet ANOTHER fundraiser/excuse for Taylor Doose to embezzle money from the citizens. All proceeds to go to the retirement home, right. Sure. Where is this mythical retirement home that no one has ever mentioned and has never been seen before? I think he mis spelled "All proceeds line Taylor Doose's pockets."

Pictured below: A senior citizen of Stars Hollow after receiving money raised for the retirement home.

Oh, Lorelai is just STARVING for some Dean Forrester today. She’s foaming at the mouth. Patty: Do you have any change? I don't know where all my quarters go. Lorelai: Down some guy's g-string? Patty: Oh no. A quarter would be insulting. Miss Patty for Prez. On my gritty adult Gilmore Girls Reboot titled The Hollow I would make sure we'd see a scene of Miss Patty at the male strip revue, it would be hilarious.

I've never seen "You". Is this "You"? Is Dean Forrester the guy from "You"?

I've warned you two to stop doing this. Time to resort to drastic measures.

Go and get him Lorelai. This fine specimen is right there waiting for you in the Cheese Ball aisle.

The way Jess Mariano's name rolls off of Dean's tongue with such vitriol, such disgust, the way Jess Mariano clearly lives rent free in Dean Forrester's otherwise empty little head 24/7, it gives me tremendous joy. Jess' jacket may as well be the equivalent of a cold blast from a garden hose. It's so ugly that it will put a damper on even the most passionate makeouts (of which Rory and Dean's was not) because you must stop whatever you’re doing and gaze upon it, to wonder what rock-bottom of a church donation bin his mother scraped that thing from, or maybe he took it from one of Liz's lousy husbands who left it behind. I'm telling you, that in my opinion, this is the ugliest man's coat to ever exist, and the other thing that makes it so ugly is that it's way too big on Milo's tiny frame. He's drowning in it. Where was I? *ugly coat ugly coat ugly coat* Uhh, let's get back to it...

Does anyone else think about the fact that Gilmore Girls (2000) was the last time anyone would see Milo with even a single curl in his hair? He had jumped to Peter Petrelli hair by S6 and never looked back.

RENT-FREE. Someone: Can you sum up the relationship between Jess & Dean in 15 words or less? Me: I Gotchu fam.

Rory Giving Dean Completely Sensible Advice: I wish you two could get along. He lives here. You run into him. He goes to school with you. It's a waste of energy to fight with him. Dean:

Alexis Bledel's acting can be pretty wooden, but her "Rory is fucking sick of Dean or Tristan's shit" facial reactions are priceless.

I wrote a Haiku: His ugly brown coat Ugly coat you are so brown Vomit colored brown.

For anyone keeping score, Rory has been snuck up on from behind and frightened by two different people in the span of only a few minutes. Give my girl a break.

Rory: "Dis guy.... sigh." And now for some other Goings On in this episode: Lane has yet another insane and convoluted plan to meet with Henry behind her mother's back, involving her male cousin and using the Line Taylor Doose's Pockets Auction as a cover. If she has to go through all of this to hide a nice Korean boy like Henry (and later, Dave Rygalski, the Best Boyfriend On Tv) from her mother, it once again makes me yearn to see Lane and Jess date openly if for nothing else but to give Mrs. Kim chest pains. This will happen on my adult Gilmore Girls reboot titled The Hollow. Lane: Mom, I had sex with Jess Mariano. Oh and I might be pregnant. Mrs Kim: Evaporates into the ether, ascending to the heavens to meet Jesus. Jackson wants Sookie to move in with him, but she's not getting the hint. Miss Patty thinks Lorelai needs to get laid and has taken it up on herself to try to remedy that, much to Lorelai's annoyance, but Patty is obviously blind to the fact that Lorelai Gilmore waits for only one man.

For anyone keeping score, Rory has been snuck up on from behind and frightened by two three different people in the span of only a few minutes.

Stars Hollow video can be seen in the background in this scene, so I withdraw my take that it was never seen again after the previous episode.

Perhaps there was some deeper meaning, a metaphor of some kind, something AmyShermanPalladino was trying to say, with these repeated references to people being shoved into closets against their will. The bidding wars have begun.

I had to listen to Milo Ventimiglia talk about being Team Dean again this week (we all know he's really just Team Jared) and he said Dean was "A sweet hometown boy" and obviously he doesn't remember this show at all if he thinks that, and he would probably be pretty upset with me if I said I wanted to smack that stupid smug grin off of Jared Padalecki's face right now. Jess, I will give you $1,000 if you burn this coat and I'm allowed to watch it go up in flames. Glorious, glorious flames.

Are we talking about Dean Forrester's weiner here?

Does anyone else wonder where Jess gets $90 of easily disposable income from? Not like he can make that in the short time he's been working at Luke's since his uncle is probably paying him sub minimum wage and no one in Stars Hollow pays for their food or tips their servers.

Just a baby! Just a little guy, in an ugly brown coat!

When his lips get real thin you know he's mad. Guy behind him in the black coat is like ha, you putz, you almost spent $80 on a basket for a girl who won't even put out until you're already married to someone else.

Kiss my ass, Doose.

Okay, that was just the first TEN minutes of the 42 minute episode. We may have a 4-parter on our hands, people. Be patient for the next chapter.

#gilmore girls #lorelai gilmore #rory gilmore #jess mariano #milo ventimiglia #literati #denise rewatches gilmore girls #gilmore girls season 2 #a tisket a tasket #a-tisket a-tasket #anti dean forrester #dean forrester can stumble face first into an active volcano #virgin sacrifice #ugly brown coat #ugly coats

[eliotqueliot]

Happy anniversary to the most beautiful love story ever, to the Mosaic and to Eliot and Quentin, may their special time loop continue eternally so they can always be together. I made a present for Them today:

Chapters: 4/4 of MOSAIC HAIKU, https://archiveofourown.org/works/52925998/chapters/134864074 Fandom: The Magicians (TV) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Quentin Coldwater/Eliot Waugh Characters: Eliot Waugh, Quentin Coldwater Additional Tags: Haiku, Poetry, Mosaic, Beauty Of All Life, Episode: s03e05 A Life in the Day, Mosaic Timeline (The Magicians: A Life in the Day) Summary:

I'm writing a series of haiku about the Mosaic. These are all standalone but I shall add more like tiles from time to time. So in essence this puzzle will always be complete yet ever creating a new pattern. Hoping to gradually present the beauty of all their lives together. Like shifting tiles I may shift the pictures around too, as I have time. I'm actually being crushed by deadlines rn, sorry for the mess, but I figure They got tired working on the puzzle, too. Yet they loved each day. And we all love it so.

#QUELIOT

[sakuraoora]

BIRTHDAYS W/ ANEMO BOYS !

CHARACTERS INCLUDED: XIAO, VENTI, HEIZOU, KAZUHA, AETHER

WARNINGS: Fluff, cuddles & kisses, headcanons, short like all the anemo boys

NOTES: today’s my birthday, so I wanted to write something to commemorate the occasion! I hope you enjoy ;; this is the first piece I've written for a while because of writer's block, so I apologize if it’s not the greatest or the longest!

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Xiao —

“Huh? It’s your birthday? Well… here. Take this, it’s a butterfly I made that’s infused with adeptal energy. It should keep you safe… and by the way, happy birthday, (name) *shy smile*”

Doesn’t know what to do

He doesn’t do birthdays, not after what, 2000 years?

Makes you a small butterfly charm out of leaves that’s infused with adeptal energy

Make sure that you keep it on you at all times & promise that you’ll call out his name when you need him, or he’s gonna be nervous 24/7 (A/N: my precious traumatized emo boy <33)

Spends the day with you, making flower crowns out of qinxin <3

Venti —

“Happy birthday, (name)! I heard mortals these days bake cakes whenever it's their birthday or a loved one’s birthday, so I made you some apple cake! Although… I’m not the most experienced when it comes to baking so it turned out as a pie… *nervous laugh*”

Drags you to the Angels’ Share and plays a song for you in front of everyone

Heard that cakes are common for mortal birthdays, so he makes you an apple flavored cake (not, it’s really more like an apple pie LMAO)

That one embarrassing friend that tells everyone — even random strangers — that its your bday even if they didn’t ask

Lots of cuddles and kisses <3

Would totally make dvalin give you a ride on his back

Do you know the scene from aladdin in “a whole new world” where aladdin and jasmine fly over the city? Yeah that’s what i’m imagining venti would make dvalin do

Heizou —

“Oh? It’s your birthday? Well, that’s delightful! Why don’t we go and find an escape room? Wait no– here, let's go to Amakane Island– I’ll get Yoimiya to set up some fireworks! *grin*”

Had to resist locking you up in an escape room full of puzzles and gifts, but ultimately decided against it.

Makes time from his busy schedule to give you attention on your special day <3

HUGE FLIRT. Even more than usual.

Brings you to a cliffside to watch the waves + fireworks!!

(he’s also there because he’s investigating a group of treasure hoarders that he thinks will show up at the bottom of the cliff but you don’t need to know that because it might ruin your special day)

Kazuha —

“Oh? It’s your birthday? Well, happy birthday traveler. I hope this year is going to be a good year for you. I wrote a haiku for you, would you like to hear it?”

Writes a haiku for you!

“Sun and moon rejoice

Birds of dawn sing songs anew

Far from home, with you”

– Kazuha’s birthday voiceline

Brings you on an expedition to find cake for your birthday at liyue harbor

Probably has tried making the cake himself, but it didn’t turn out the best (and he’d only let you to have the best)

Once you’ve gotten the cake, the flavor being anything of your choosing, he’d take you to Guyun Stone Forest, on the very peak

Probably princess carries you up while boosting himself up with his vision

Watches the scenery with you for the rest of the day <3

Aether —

“Oh– today is your birthday? Well, happy birthday, (name). Would you care for a walk on Watatsumi Island with me?”

Seen a lot of different ways people celebrate birthdays!

Probably would bring you to Watatsumi Island!!

Brings you on a tour of the island if its your first time there

Watches the sunset with you, his hand wrapped around your shoulder

Would love to capture the moment with the kamera

(He’d keep the picture with him at all times… you’re just that special to him, yk?)

#[✒️] Sakura Writes #genshin x reader #xiao #venti #heizou #aether #kazuha #kazuha x reader #xiao x reader #venti x reader #heizou x reader #aether x reader #genshin #genshin impact #fluff #genshin fluff #venti fluff #kazuha fluff #heizou fluff #aether fluff #xiao fluff

[glazesunflower]

What They Do When They Miss You

Characters: Ayaka, Kazuha, Ganyu, Thoma, Hu Tao, Albedo, Beidou, Yae Miko, Ei, Zhongli and Keqing.

Warnings: None!

Notes: Not requested, just a thing I wanted to write for fluff purposes <3 In this scenario, you aren’t gone for good. It’s not angst, you’re probably just gone for a few days for work, but you’ll surely be coming back and hug them tight!

Ayaka writes letters. She writes down everything she’s done in the day, from the important things (I had a meeting with the Tenryou Commission today. We are working to finally put an end to the Sakoku Decree), to the smallest of things (Thoma knit sweaters for the stray dogs today. One of them looked too small with it on. It was adorable. I wish you were here to see it, too). She doesn’t want you to miss on anything that happened while you were gone, and it helps her ground herself and as a reminder that you will be back to her soon.

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Ganyu takes a nap on your side of the bed. She most definitely has changed the sheets if you’ve been out for several days, but she still likes to lay on your side of the bed, her head resting on your pillow, even if it doesn’t smell like you anymore. It keeps Ganyu grounded, thinking that soon you’ll be back to your routine with her, that she will be resting on your shared bed just like this, except she’ll feel your arms around her waist, your forehead pressed to her hair, and the warmest of feelings spreading down her veins. She can’t wait for you to be back home to her.

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Kazuha composes haikus. About his feelings for you, about the emotions of missing you, about the things he sees around him, the lakes, the birds or the certainty of the sun. He writes about everything that inspires him, thinking of the face you’ll make when you return and he recites the haikus to you. He always enjoys resting against a tree, you sitting between his legs, your back to his chest, as you give him your thoughts on his haikus. Which parts you liked best, what sounded beautiful, what they made you feel. He thinks very highly of your opinion and of you.

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Thoma makes your favorite food when you’re gone. Even if you won’t be there to taste it, Thoma still enjoys making it. It’s a whole process, from gathering the ingredients, to cutting them down, boiling and frying and stirring until the smell of the perfectly cooked food fills his nose. He’ll eat it happily in silence, thinking of what you would say if you were there having lunch with him. Would you compliment him? You most surely would. Thoma waits eagerly for you to be back, and he’d love to make your favorite food as soon as you come home.

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Hu Tao writes poems. She goes on long walks through the forest at night and lets the breeze and the ghosts of the lives she guides to the other side inspire her. She’ll write all sorts of poems, feeling giddy picturing your face when she reads them out loud for you. She always enjoys how you listen carefully and the way your eyes sparkle when she describes something particularly beautiful in your ears. She can’t wait to have you home and wrap her arms around you as you praise her work!

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Albedo draws you. Over and over again, on every surface his fingers can reach. Sometimes it’s a conscious act, he sets up his easel and his colors and he starts sketching your features by heart, carved deep in his memory. Other times, drawing you comes out of him unconsciously. He’s working on an experiment and he finds himself with his head full of thoughts of you, and when he looks down at his notes, he finds rough sketches of your eyes, your nose, the shape of your back. He’s nothing but patient, but he enjoys himself better when you’re by his side.

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Beidou gets drunk and tells stories about you. Every single night at the Alcor, the quiet air of the night is filled with Beidou’s strong laughter, narrating over dinner with her crew something about one time when you tried to lift her claymore off the floor and you ended up falling to your butt. Or that other time when you insisted on drinking with her and you ended up straddling her thighs, Beidou’s hands on your waist and oh, maybe she shouldn’t be telling that one. Still, she misses you so much, and telling stories about you makes her feel closer to you somehow.

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Yae Miko reads your favorite book. It’s not one of her preferred titles, nor does she think it’s a particularly good book in any way. But she still picks it up from the shelf, finds a comfortable spot on your shared bed and lets her mind drift off where the narrative takes her. Miko is not especially interested in the story, but rather, she keeps on picturing what you like about this book. Why do you keep on rereading it, what is it about the characters that resonates with you, which parts of the plot had a bigger impact on your heart. Miko ghosts her fingers over some lines you highlighted, and she can’t help but miss you. Maybe, when you come home, you’ll sit with her and answer all of her questions. And maybe she’ll allow you to cuddle her tail to sleep. Only because she missed you.

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Ei stares at the picture you took together. She still doesn’t understand much of modern things in Inazuma, but she’s always had you to rely on when it came to explain some new concept to her. She isn’t fond of posing for pictures, she feels all the postures are stiff and unnatural. But Ei remembers how you reassured her, how you told her Don’t worry, you look more than beautiful. See? when you handed her this picture, so she held onto it. And now that you won’t be coming back for a few more days, she stares at the picture you took together, ghosting her fingers over your features, full of joy by her side, and she cannot help but wish that time passed any more quickly.

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Zhongli brews your favorite tea. Even if you’re not around to taste it with him, having a cup of your favorite tea soothes him to no end. He closes his eyes as he tastes the tea and imagines what you would be saying right now, your relaxed face as you drink peacefully by his side, your warm smile that always brightens his days. Zhongli is a very patient person, and he will wait for you for as long as it takes you to come home, but he still likes to feel you near with the simplest of things, like with your favorite tea.

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Keqing wears your clothes to sleep. It’s something that no one knows, she hasn’t even had the courage to tell you, of all people. But when you’re gone for a few days and she misses the touch of your skin on hers, your arms wrapped around her waist, Keqing promptly goes to your wardrobe and picks up any shirt or hoodie she can find. She’ll wear it around the house as she does her chores or sits down to keep on writing a report or working on some papers. It’s not the same as having you by her side, of course, but being enveloped in your scent soothes Keqing’s heart and gives her peace of mind while she waits for your return.

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#genshin #genshin impact #genshin x you #ayaka x you #kazuha x you #ganyu x you #thoma x you #hu tao x you #albedo x you #beidou x you #yae miko x you #ei x you #zhongli x you #keqing x you #ayaka x reader #kazuha x reader #ganyu x reader #thoma x reader #hu tao x reader #albedo x reader #beidou x reader #yae miko x reader #ei x reader #zhongli x reader #keqng x reader #shogun x reader #shogun x you

[four-white-trees]

Sunday Six

It's the time of the week!

I've been working away and several RGG projects this week, and the one I'm most excited to show off is a lengthier fic that explores Kuwana's life as a high school teacher. This was originally meant to be a small vignette in a fic that explored all of Kuwana's transformation, but then the high school teacher took the fuck over. I'm very proud of it, however, and especially the bit I'm sharing today.

Tagging the collective @overdevelopedglasses @carbonatedcalcium @fire-tempers-steel @passthroughtime @woundedheartwithin @mike----wazowski @skysquid22

The lecture that day was over haiku, which Kitakata usually enjoyed, especially with third-years. By then, students had grown up with haiku all their lives, so he was able to pull a deeper discussion of meaning, construction, and language. He’d start with one that always got laughs from the class: 

Over-ripe sushi,

The Master

Is full of regret.

- Yosa Buson

“What strikes you about this?” he asked, raking his gaze over the class. His eyes lingered on Kusumoto’s empty desk. 

“Someone needs to learn how to make sushi,” Kawai said, drawing a laugh from Suzuki and Akaike. 

“But he’s a Master,” Sawa pointed out. “He knows how to make sushi. I think there’s something very sad about someone who knows better but still makes such a basic mistake as preparing old sushi.” She locked her eyes with Kitakata then, a flare of indignation in her eyes. Kitakata plastered on a smile. 

“Quite good, Sawa-chan,” he said. “Although perhaps sadness is not the emotion to take from this. Rather, think of it as a warning to remain humble in your craft. You can always make a mistake, no matter how good you are.” 

The look in Sawa’s eyes seemed to intensify, and then she dropped them to her notebook as she scratched out some notes. 

He moved on to a famous poem that everyone in the room was guaranteed to know. 

An old silent pond...

A frog jumps into the pond,

splash! Silence again.

- Matsuo Bashō

“This one is about serene nature,” Suzuki offered. “I like it. It seems like such a peaceful scene.” 

“That it is,” Kitakata said with a nod. “Notice how Bashō is able to paint a dynamic picture in so few words. The energy moves from stillness, to movement, and back to stillness, like the cycles of life itself.” 

“Seems too boring to be real life,” Kawai suggested. “Maybe back in the samurai times this made sense, but today? We have cars, man.” 

“So you’re saying this haiku lacks a sense of timelessness?” Kitakata pressed. 

Kawai shrugged, but Akaike took up the conversation. “Yeah, I think it does. The modern world is just too different. I don’t even know the last time I saw a frog was.” 

“Perhaps this can serve us modern people as a reminder to slow down, then,” Kitakata suggested. 

“No way,” Kawai said. “You slow down, you fall behind.” 

“Interesting perspective, Kawai-kun,” Kitakata said. He turned to Sawa. “What do you think, Sawa-chan?” 

Sawa fiddled with her pencil, looking thoughtful. “I think there’s an overwhelming sense to the silence of the pond. Even though the frog disrupts the silence temporarily, it returns, and it’s like the frog had never even jumped at all.” 

Kitakata let a silence hang after Sawa’s words, surprised by her perspective. The silence was disrupted, however, by Kawai and Suzuki’s laughter. “You’re such a downer, Sawa-chan,” Kawai said, earning him a glare from his classmate. 

Shaking himself from the reverie, Kitakata moved on before Kawai and Sawa started arguing. 

My life, -

How much more of it remains?

The night is brief.

- Masaoka Shiki

As Kitakata recited it, he caught Akaike and Kawai exchanging an incredulous look. “Now, I think this one resonates with me a little more than you,” Kitakata said. “You are all at the beginning of your lives, and you don’t get a sense of mortality until you’re an old man like me.” 

Suzuki giggled. “You’re not old, sensei,” she said. 

“See? That’s the correct response, very good, Suzuki-chan,” Kitakata said, and Suzuki giggled more. “Still, it is good to keep your own mortality in mind, even at your age,” he went on. “You aren’t invincible, as much as it may feel that way. Now, I’m not saying any of you are going to die young.” He paused and swept his gaze over the classroom again. Kawai rolled his eyes. “But you never know.” He smirked, and Akaike chuckled. 

He lectured on a few more haiku, but the end of class came quickly. He dismissed the class, hoping to make a quick exit, when Sawa stood up. He recalled, then, that she had asked to talk to him the day before, and he had completely forgotten about it. But before he could address her, Kawai jumped up.

“Sensei,” he said, drawing Kitakata’s attention. He closed the distance between his desk and the podium in two long strides. Lowering his voice, he asked, “My grade’s pretty bad, huh? Think there’s a way I can make up some of those missed assignments?” 

Kitakata sighed. “Kawai-kun, you know I don’t give out extra credit,” he responded. “That’s more work for me.” 

Kawai smiled, embodying all the cocky self-assurance a seventeen-year-old could. “Yeah, but I’m your favorite student, right?” he said with laughter in his voice. 

Behind him, Kitakata noticed Sawa’s shoulder sag. She gathered her backpack and left the room. He should have called to her to stay, as he had no intention of entertaining Kawai’s nonsense, but he was also eager to get home and relax. Perhaps whatever issue she had had already been sorted out. 

“The best way to salvage yourself here is to stay on top of everything for the rest of the term,” Kitakata said firmly. “Then, Heaven help you, you may have a chance.” 

If Kawai was disappointed by this response, he didn’t show it at all. “You got it, sensei,” he said. He grabbed his notebook, which Kitakata had noticed he hadn’t written in all class, and joined his usual crew out in the hall. 

“Idiot kid,” Kitakata muttered under his breath. He gathered his notes together and picked up the textbook he had been teaching from. As he placed his bookmark back in it, his eyes fell over another haiku. Perhaps it was the end-of-the-day fatigue, but the words caused a prickle of goosebumps to kiss his neck. 

I kill an ant

and realize my three children

have been watching.

- Kato Shuson

#writing #fanfiction #ryu ga gotoku #lost judgment #sunday six #jin kuwana

[falseandrealultravival]

Today's Haiku with Picture 550

Clematis flower

Never made in Japan

By any means

クレマチス

日本産では

あるまじき

(2023.04.13)

#clematis #Japan #haiku #Today's Haiku with Picture

[iguessitsjustme]

I literally have nothing to do at work today. Someone send me asks or talk to me, or send me pictures of plants and animals. I can do this or that (make me choose between two things…anything), I’ll give my honest opinion on things, I’ll even write you a haiku I am SO BORED.

#rae irl #I’m cutting strips of construction paper so I can make origami stars #the stars go to my coworkers after a bad or difficult phone call #I’m prepping for the fall phone calls #but literally nothing else to do #send help I still have almost the entire work day before I can go home and do things

[naviarlab]

naviarhaiku522 – lightning

lightning – flashing in the east yesterday and today in the west

by: Mukai Kyorai

Kyorai was a Japanese haiku poet who first trained as a martial artist before he started writing and became one of Basho’s first disciples.

Haiku by Mukai Kyorai

Picture by jessezhou

Join The Naviar Haiku Music Challenge

This haiku poem is part of the Naviar haiku music challenge, where artists are invited to make music in response to a weekly assigned haiku poem. Participation is free and there are no limitations in the songs’ length or genre.

You have seven days from the posting of this haiku to submit your track. For information on how to make a submission, visit the Naviar Haiku Music Challenge page.

Submission deadline: 10th January 2024

#naviar #haiku #micropoetry #poetry #ambient #electronic #poem #haiku of the day #electronic music #experimental #senryu

[al-spudkin]

If you're curious where I've been lately (back in college at 35), here's a quick summary of the courses I've been taking.

Beginning Dakota - the backbone of my new studies; I'm planning to major in Dakota language. It's a 3-4 year program, depending on whether I decide to double major or not, or if I want to get a teaching certificate. (I have lots of leftover credits, so it's not inconceivable I could do Art History or Studio Art alongside). The class itself is amazing; a small group of native and non-native learners. Friendly, enthusiastic, one of those rare classes where everyone is there because they want to be. I spend most of my spare time studying just for this class, kind of obsessively in the best sense. We start every class with a prayer to the Creator, asking for help as we learn this language.

American Indians in Minnesota - I've yet to have a full class session of this, which is a bit of a bummer. It's taught by an extremely busy adjunct professor: Katherine Beane. She's a woman with kids, a full-time job as the executive director of the Minnesota Museum of American Art, and a long, impressive advocacy record. She's basically a local native celebrity, and she's amazing. I look forward to getting further into this class, because so far we've just scratched the surface. Our midterm? Visiting a sacred site. I plan to go see Bdote, or the confluence of the Minnesota and Mississippi rivers (I mean holy shit, it’s the major Bdewakaƞtuƞwaƞ genesis site)

Art and the Environment - A fascinating art history class with a professor I didn't realize I'd had before (back in the existential crisis days). She remembered me, but that's good. Unlike Dakota, there is definitely a sense that people do not know why they are in this class, but maybe they'll thaw out later. I for one am gobbling it up. Specifically we are learning about the Land Art / Environmental Art movement that started in the 1960s and continues today. Our final project will be to propose our own piece, and I've already got some wacky ideas.

Plant Propagation / The Edible Landscape - I'm putting my two horticulture classes together because they feel like two parts of the same class, worked on by the same faculty, with the same laid-back vibe. I mean, I got extra credit points for writing a haiku about seed quiescence and sharing pictures of my cannabis grow setup. My lecture professor for HORT 1001 might be THE archetypal pothead professor. He's fond of saying: "No way..." (pause for effect) ".... YES way." It's an easy, enjoyable science credit, and the real value is that I'm networking with all the insanely friendly horticulture department people. Plant people = good people.

Thankful every day for the journey I'm now on, even if it took a lot of pain and fuck-ups to get here. Spiritual awakening has been good for me, I gotta say.

#this is my life

[honey-minded-hivemind]

Okay! So, while I will try to complete some of the requests already in my inbox later today, I will also likely post more pictures of the X-Moths I'll be making! I don't like to share too many personal things about me or my life, but, I'll share this fun fact:

Do y'all know I've won two ribbons from a state fair?

2nd place and 3rd place, respectively.

It was last October, when I posted about the platonic yanderes and Reader at a fair.

Anywho, if y'all enjoy doing art, do it! It doesn't have to make sense or be perfect or pristine or done a certain way, it's ART. Art is meant to be kinda messy. Pencil smudges on your hand after drawing for awhile. Marker stains and sharpie on your fingers after sketching in color. Paint residue under your nails and bits splattered on your arms and legs, even your face. Clay dried to your skin after sculpting. You get the gist of it. Do what you enjoy and makes you happy, that brings a smile to your face. Even writing. Make that short poem about a flower you saw. Write that limerick about hilarious scenarios that make no sense. Make a haiku about that dead animal or plant you saw. Write your short story with dragons or platonic yanderes or ocs, who go on odd but fun adventures. Make a full-blown book, if you want! Just enjoy using your creativity and making something you love. As long as you like it, that's all that matters.

#honeycomb thoughts