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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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“Girls gays and theys” <- uninclusive while trying to be inclusive. Bad. Makes me uncomfortable.
“Ladies, gentlemen, and other distinguished guests” <- inclusive but far, far too formal
“Alrighty gamers” <- Incisive of everyone, informal, and fun to say.
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Teacher to me (photographer): this is Mohammed.
Me: and last name?
Teacher: -shrug- his name is Mohammed, hes the only Mohammed at this school.
Mohammed: -is in preschool, doesnt know his last name-
Me: -looks up Mohammed in system- Nadir?
Teacher: sure, yeah. Sounds right.
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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The blade pierces through their stomach, a slight choke from their throat
"It hurts," they muttered, eyes boring into the perpetrator.
"But it won't kill you," it said with a lopsided smile.
They grabbed its free arm, bringing it up to their mouth and biting hard, letting the blood trickle into their mouth.
A yelp. "It hurts!" they exclaimed.
"But it won't kill you," they grinned.
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Emotional Magic Prompts
Let’s play another writing game!
Pick a relationship and an emotional magic for me and I will drabble you some of that good urban fantasy flavour with original characters I’ll make up on the spot:
Relationship:
Siblings
Parent-child
Family (you can specify if you want)
Love interests
Romantic partners
New friends
Friends
Old Friends
Coworkers
Roommates
Emotionally influenced magic:
A: Nature growth: the magic makes flowers bloom, plants or fungi grow around the character
B: Appearance shifting: the magic makes parts of the character’s physical appearance change, for example their eyes or hair
C: Healing magic: the magic heals people or animals simply because the character’s positive attention is focused on them
D: Feeling-sharing: the magic lets the character’s feelings spill out of their consciousness so the other person can feel them
E: Spontaneous manifestation: the character’s magic creates objects or effects, could be anything from sparks or coloured smoke out of nowhere, to tears turning into pearls
F: Summoning: the magic attracts animals or magical creatures
G: Mind reading: the character accidentally starts reading people’s thoughts or feelings when they are tuned in on them
H: Environment altering: the character’s magic starts changing their surroundings, could be mending cracks, softening or smoothing a rough surface, or things starting to crumble or change colour
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Hoppilucywe as Littles!
This is all based on my personal opinion and ideas. I love to hear other ideas and discussions surrounding similar AUs
ONEWE
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Every single one of them are littles I will die on that hill. There hasn't been a case (or a thing that caused) where all of them regressed at once. So when one is little the other takes care of them. They've practised their dynamics to the point that they can tell what one wants just from a single gesture. Yonghoon and Giwook often fall into babyspace (Yonghoon more often than Giwook). Dongmyeong and Hyungu are usually in toddler age (3-5). And the youngest Harin regresses to is 6.
LUCY
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Believe it or not, there's only one regressor in the group and it's Yechan. In my mind the idea fits. I can see Sangyeop and Gwangil being loving and caring caregivers. Wonsang may seem like a little but imo if he does regress it's never fully (aka age dreaming, and it's usually only till the age of 3-5)
Hoppipolla
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For Hoppipolla I think the age regressors would be Hyunsang and I'll. Idk they just have the vibes for me. Hyunsang regresses down to babyspace and I'll is around toddler age. Jinho is both their primary caregiver and Youngso typically helps out with taking care of them
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Cnema short thingy
Yoonseong stood completely still as skilled fingers threaded through his hair. He had never felt so aware of every single touch to his hair. Right, left, criss-crossing down in a somewhat soothing repetitive motion. The light snap of a rubber band followed by a slight tug to his hair as the braid was tied off neatly. He looked through the full lenght mirror in front of his bed. Small wisps of hair found their way out and framed his face, meanwhile the rest were all pulled back in a neat braid. His fingers traced down the intertwining strands, proof of years of practice and perfection.
"You should teach me how to do this on myself sometimes," he chuckled
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Random writing thingy (ig practice?)
Dongmyeong snapped his fingers and a burning ball of flame appeared in his hand. He flashed a cat-like grin towards Hyungu as the flame danced lazily. Despite his smile, his eyes showed something far more dangerous
"I suggest you don't try to make an enemy out of me, your higness."
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Because I have no skills in drawing nor am I capable of writing for him at the moment, the only tribute i can do for technoblade aside from my crochet bee is this worm i made in his image
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Honestly, i haven't been in the fandom for too long (discovered tommy march 2021) , but the moment i watched technoblade i was instantly intrigue by him. His bibe and energy was just so fun and somewhat comforting to me. He has done so much amazing things in his life. And everything he has done will be remembered by anyone who knew him.
Thank you for everything you've done in this life, technoblade. You can rest now. Good luck in the kingdom of God
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Dream of Me (but not like that)
Yonghoon x Reader Hurt/Comfort, Nightmares word count: 939
"Don't forget to dream of me" Now if only it were a sweet dream and not a nightmare
A/N: Writing is a bit shit here lol but I hope you enjoy
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There are just those times you’re exhausted and want to flop onto the bed and doze off for hours. It just happened to be one of those days.
You had been going out all day long, hanging out with your love, Yonghoon, and his band members. You spent all day with them, from having lunch to going to arcades, Yonghoon just wanted you to bond more with his bandmates.
You were happy, really, but all those things you guys did drain your energy and you need to rest now. Yonghoon told you to go home first since he still had band practice afterwards. Honestly, where does he get all his energy from?
You didn’t really bother to change or wash up. You just took off your shoes and bag and laid face up on the bed, slowly drifting to sleep.
Ring ring
“Ugh,” you groaned, getting up from your bed and reaching for your phone. You would’ve rejected the call but you saw the caller’s id and it’s Yonghoon.
“Hello?”
“Hi baby,” You heard his voice over the phone, sounding rather worn out. “You sound tired, going to sleep?”
“Yeah, and you were bothering me,” was all you said before ending the call. You didn’t really pay attention to the tone of your voice, which seemed like you were pissed at him. You were tired after all.
Before you put your phone on your desk, a message came in
Yongie <3
Don’t forget to dream of me
I’ll be home in an hour
I love you
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You ignored his message, too tired to reply. Again, you went to sleep with no cleaning up.
It took you only a few minutes to doze off into a deep sleep.
It was dark all around you, you could hardly see what was in front of you. You squinted hard through the black abyss, hands in front of you as you tried to find something to hold onto. It was when you felt something, a person, standing still in their place.
“Yonghoon.”
The lights flickered on, revealing your lover before you. He wasn’t looking at you, no, he was staring off to the distance, to the darkness of whatever this place was.
You realized where you are now: a dark field, no light for some reason. There was no moon shining above. It was just… Empty.
“What do you want?” His voice echoed. It wasn’t his usual chocolate-like voice. It was dull, cold even. 
“Y-yonghoon-”
“Why are you even here?” He said again. 
“Go away.”
Although it was only those two words, it felt like a blade to the chest. You instinctively stepped away from him, bowing your head.
“I don’t want to see you anymore,” he said. It was then you realize his body slowly losing opacity, fading away like dust. You tried to reach out to him, but he started to get fainter.
“Yonghoon.”
You awoke with a jolt, your body sweatier than before and panting heavily. The images of your dream started returning to you, your hands reaching up to rub your face, recollecting yourself.
What was that? Why was Yonghoon like that to you?
What was it supposed to mean?
A knock came from the door, snapping you out of your trance. You shakily get up from bed and head to the door.
You opened it without thinking of checking who it was. Turns out it was Yonghoon, drenched in sweat and exhausted.
“Y/N?” He asked, his voice muffled because of the mask. “Are you okay?”
You had no idea how bad you looked, you were a mess. You couldn’t let yourself say anything and your voice was stuck in your throat.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” His hands gripping onto your shoulders. You finally lost it. You broke down there and then. Yonghoon panicked momentarily before pulling you into a hug. You didn’t care about how smelly the two of you were, your hands made their way to his back, clutching the fabric of his jacket tight.
“Shhh it’s okay,” he whispered, letting you sob into his chest. He picked up your petite frame and carried you to the bed. 
“What happened?”
Once you calmed down, you finally managed to explain to him what happened.
“You just seemed so… you hated me.”
Yonghoon’s face was sullen. He pulled you close and pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“You know I would never hate you,” he said gently, rubbing circles on your back. “I love you too much.”
You sighed and dropped your head. “I’m sorry if I was a bit mean on the phone.” You felt like it was probably the reason you had that dream. You shouldn’t be mean to him, you never should. He has always been so caring to you. There was nothing about him you can get mad about.
“It’s okay, you were a bit tired, that’s all,” he said. “We should get cleaned up before heading to bed.”
Unlike before, you washed up and brushed your teeth before changing into more comfortable clothes, Yonghoon doing the same once you were done. 
He crawled into the sheets right next to you, wrapping his right arm around your waist. His other hand playing your hair before placing small kisses over your face. It was ticklish and it made you squirm in his embrace, but you eventually melted into it, snuggling your head into his torso as he hummed a soft tune.
The two of you stayed like that for a moment before you started to slowly drift to sleep, not missing the words he says as you fall asleep
“Good night, my world. I love you.”
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Purple is Definitely Your Colour
Kanghyun x Reader word count: 591 fluff
"Why is everything here purple?" You're fond of the colour purple and Kanghyun wants a new hair colour
A/N: I will start moving my onewe imagines from ao3 here. So expect daily updates for the whole week
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“Why is everything here purple?” Kanghyun asked you.
He had decided to visit your house for a movie night, but now you see a frown on his face due to the fact that a lot of your things: throw pillows, outfits, socks, were all purple.
“What can I say? Purple is a pretty colour,” you grinned.
“At least it looks good, it’s you after all.”
Seriously, why is this guy making you blush?
“Anyways, what do you wanna watch?” You asked.
“Maybe something with purple in it?” He teased, making you roll your eyes. You scrolled through your Netflix, ignoring the blonde-haired boy who sat down next to you. You settled on some movie you have said to Kanghyun you wanted to watch. He didn’t mind, he enjoyed whatever you wanted. You settled back on your couch, making Kanghyun lay his head on your lap. You enjoyed patting his fluffy hair. Although it was a bit brittle due to bleach, you just loved playing with it.
“You know, I actually like purple,” Kanghyun hummed.
“Huh?”
“It’s a nice colour, very soothing,” he said. “I kinda wanna dye my hair purple.” He got up from your lap and sat next to you.
“Why not now?” You offered. “I think I have some purple hair dye.” You paused the movie and got up, rushing to the bathroom. You had attempted to date your hair purple but it did not end up being visible and you did not want to bleach your hair.
“You should try doing it, it would look good on you,” you said, showing him the dye kit. Kanghyun pursed his lips, contemplating whether or not he should do it. Then again, it wouldn’t be a bad idea. With a smile on his face, he got up and walked towards you.
“Let’s do it.”
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“Are we doing this right?”
You two are currently in your bathroom, Kanghyun having a cloth wrapped around his neck as you attempted - keyword: attempted - to dye his hair. Truth be told, Kanghyun was rather nervous. He hoped you actually knew what you were doing.
“Okay, I think I got all of your hair,” you muttered. “So we just need to wait for a bit.”
So the two of you decided to just wait in the bathroom, occasionally chatting and joking, but it was a bit awkward for the two of you to be in the bathroom. Kanghyun can’t go out, he might get some dye on your stuff. And you can’t leave him alone in the bathroom, you would feel bad. 
“Is it time to wash it off?” Kanghyun asked. 
You checked the time on your phone. “I think so.”
You helped Kanghyun bow over your bathtub and washed his hair.
“How does it look so far?” He asked.
“Looks… pretty good.”
“You sound unsure.”
“I’m not sure, I can’t tell.”
You heard a groan coming from the guy.
“If my hair is ruined after this I’m painting your hair as well.”
Finally, you finished everything and dried Kanghyun’s hair.”
“So?”
“It… It looks good on you!”
Kanghyun checked in a mirror, humming to himself in delight.
“I like it,” he said. “Do you?”
You nodded. “You look good.”
“Better than before?” He joked.
“Yeah, you look more handsome.”
Kanghyun chuckled and approached you, enveloping you in a hug.
“Thanks,” he said.
Although surprised, you smiled and hugged him back.
“We should get back to the movie before it gets late,” he said.
The two of you continued watching, eventually falling asleep on the couch together.
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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fellas, is it gay to not want to freeze to death at night?? 🤔
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Some soft Techno while I try n work through my artblock.
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Dongmyeong walks home to his house with his final bag for the week. This weekend he plans on taking a good long rest. He is greeted by the eager pet, who seems to have been stealing candy again. He pulled out the body and it devoured it quickly. What Dongmyeong did not expect as it finally ate all of it was it morphing and transforming, becoming more humanoid with a face and an upright body. And oh no, it's hot.
Dongmyeong found his job as a paid assassin quite difficult and boring most of the time. He wanted something more from this life. Enter a little blob of flesh that helps eat his targets.
Homegrown Husband A ONEWE Hadding AU by ddingbaragi (me)
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TW// Violence, blood, cannibalism(?), guns
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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Welcome to Sol's Writing Blog
I made this blog specifically to post my writings and such, so it won't get drowned in my other blog
My online aliases: Sol, Stormy, Hades, Campy
My pronouns: fae/faer, sun/sunny, she/he/they
Find my writings at: ddingbaragi on ao3
my writing fandoms: Kpop and Kbands RPF and RPS (Mainly ONEWE and LUCY, occasionally Hoppipolla, ONEUS, and other bads); Sleepy Bois Inc. (their Minecraft personas, not the actual ppl); Iron Widow (mainly Iron Triad domestic fluff)
my usual tropes: violence/gore/lots of blood, fluff, sfw littlespace, idol headcanons, high fantasy
DNI: DDLG/CGL/ABDL/other variations, anti RPF, islamophobic, disrespectful of other people's interests.
Talk to me: stormyeongs on wattpad , LUCY Discord Server , Iron Widow Discord Server (user Solshines#7303)
anyways enjoy~
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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[An Iron Widow drabble where Zetian's sister is alive (can be before canon events or canon divergence, you choose)]
Word count: 228
The Iron Queen, that’s the name that blares on the screen.
Wu Ruiyi can be seen exiting the mecha hand in hand with her partner, smiling proudly for the swarming cameras that want to get a look at the hottest new couple. Zetian watched it all from Yizhi’s tablet, heart swelling with pride at her sister’s success.
“Do you envy her?” The boy asked her.
Zetian looked up from the tablet, smile not fading a bit.
“Why should I be? She’s my sister,” she said proudly. The stream had ended so she turned off the tablet and laid it on her lap. 
“But do you want to be a pilot like her?” 
A pause. Zetian looked at her husband and shook her head.
"I don't think it would be the life for me. Besides, I'm already married to you. I have all the thrill I need here."
The cool breeze on the top of the mountains was calming. The cabin had such a nice view she didn't want to leave it.
She was away from everything
Her family
The chaos
It was just her and Yizhi.
Yizhi smiled and took her hand, lips brushing over it.
"Right you are, my polar star."
An alarm from the tablet broke the peaceful silence. On the screen was a large box of text
BREAKING NEWS: LI SHIMIN HAS ESCAPED FROM PRISON
A/N: i am aware y'all probably aren't a fan of this but think about it. If ruiyi never died Zetian wouldn't have the want to become a pilot to avenge her. Maybe she'd plot on how to grt away from her family via marriage with Yizhi. You never know!
Do i wanna write fugitive shimin running into them? Maybe
@incorrect-ironwidow
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ddingbaragi · 2 years
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CALLING ALL CREDITS
Are you looking for more people to scream about CNEMA with? Or have you just discovered them and want to get into the band more?
Look no further?
Join us in cnemacord
Not only CNEMA, you can run into fans of other superband and kband fans! Join us in our cozy little community
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