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[hermitblurbs]

COD BOY CHAPTER 5 IS UP!!! Written with the lovely @honeysuckle-limeade !!

#cod boy au #i speak #sorry for the dry spell! there will be more nothing i am rotating my brain #but! i really like this chapter ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ ) #go reads dallon and i churned it out kekw #scarian #grian #hermitcraft #gtws #desert duo #third life smp #last life smp #3rd life last life fic #hermitshipping #<3

[chishiyasleftnut]

I love your writing smmmm <33 could you do chishiya with girlfriend who suffers from anxiety? (Social anxiety) one and kind of introverted type?? Thank youuuu.

Hi there! Thank you for your support and request (-^〇^-)

This one is really short, but I still hope you’ll enjoy it. Please let me know if you’re fine with the occasional short fic! Life has been quite busy lately as I’m both moving apartment and writing my bachelor’s thesis, so I haven’t had much time and energy to write for this blog, sadly. 

Nonetheless, I managed to finish this cutie! I hope you’ll enjoy it ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ )

(It wasn't planned, but there's no gendered language regarding the reader, so this time it's a gn!reader story!)

Silly Thoughts

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 Warnings: None! Pure fluff. Pairing: Chishiya x gn!reader.

Plot: gn!reader suffers from social anxiety, leading them to cancel an event hosted by Chishiya’s work. Chishiya, who does not understand anxiety, tries to figure out why and attempts to help gn!reader overcome their anxiety.

1090 words. 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

“I just don’t feel like it.”

For the past week, your mind had been filled by nothing but the big event you had agreed to attend. Chishiya, your boyfriend, had been invited to a seminar run by the hospital he worked at - invited was a kind word, as it was definitely not voluntary whether or not he attended. Luckily for him, he was allowed to bring a guest, giving him a tiny sliver of hope that he wouldn’t be completely bored out of his mind.

“Why not?” Chishiya asked while tying his tie in the mirror. He had never understood why you were so anxious about social gatherings. Sure, he didn’t like them either, but he wouldn’t say he was anxious about them. Annoyed would probably be a better word.

He watched you in the mirror as you fiddled around with your hands, trying to come up with an excuse that could be somewhat believable. As always, you didn’t meet his eyes when you were anxious. He had yet to figure out why, but his best guess was that you were scared he could read your mind or something.

“I don’t feel like it today,” you repeated. “I feel sick.”

“Sick?”

Chishiya turned around to face you, immediately springing into his well-known role as a doctor and taking a few steps closer to you before putting his hand on your forehead to feel your temperature. Just as he suspected, you didn’t have a fever. You were, however, shaking enough to hit a 6.5 on the Richter-scale, trembling as if your body was the epicentre of an earthquake.

“Why don’t you want to go?” he asked again, his hand moving around your face as he continued to feel for a fever.

No reply came out of your mouth, your eyes glued to the floor. With a gentle finger on your chin, Chishiya raised your head, so you were looking him in the eyes. You were expecting him to look angry that you were trying to get out of a promise; to be pissed that you didn’t want to do this one thing for him; but he didn’t look mad. No, quite the contrary - he looked… concerned?

“Tell me,” he insisted again, his tone softer than you’ve heard him before.

Your mouth kept opening and closing, no words coming out as you tried to figure out how to explain to him what was wrong. Your own fears felt silly to you and admitting an irrational fear like that to someone as chronically logical as Chishiya felt like defeat - even though he was your long-term boyfriend whom you loved dearly. Surely you should feel open with him at this point, no? So far, he had yet to belittle any of your thoughts, no matter how small and irrational they were. He was safe and you knew that.

“I don’t like big crowds.”

“Really?” your boyfriend asked, sounding slightly confused. Chishiya had never suffered from any type of social anxiety. Mostly he just found unnecessary social interaction bothersome to deal with - not anxiety provoking. “Why not?”

“I’m… I don’t know. I’m scared people will talk to me and I won’t know what to say, or maybe I’ll fall flat on my face in front of everyone and they’ll laugh, or I’ll-“

Chishiya interrupted you with a finger on your lips and a small chuckle, slightly amused by the way your brain was spinning itself into death, circling around every hypothetical scenario.

“That won’t happen. You’re intelligent and very much capable of walking without falling over your own feet.”

“But what if I’m not?” you asked with a small voice, almost sounding like a child.

Although Chishiya was still smiling, you didn’t feel as if he was making fun of you. Instead, it was clear that he just enjoyed getting a glimpse into how you worked. From the first time you met, Chishiya knew that you and he were very different people, and truth be told that was what he loved about you the most. You were almost like a puzzle to him - a constant riddle he couldn’t wait but solve. He was almost itching to figure you out, excited by the way you were led by emotions instead of logic like he was.

“Okay,” he finally said after a while, his hands immediately working on loosening his tie. “We’ll stay home. I’ll call and tell them I’ve gotten sick.”

No words, not even ‘pure and utter relief’, could adequately describe your facial expression. You let out a breath that you didn’t even know you had been holding, immediately feeling ten times calmer and lighter at his words.

“But,” he continued while placing his tie on the table and slowly unbuttoning his dress shirt. “You’re starting therapy for this.”

“Therapy?” you asked, now sounding slightly anxious again.

“Yes, therapy. You can’t avoid crowds forever, you know? I’ll help you find someone who can help you with this.”

Chishiya’s eyes darted all over your face as you took in his ultimatum. At last you decided that potential therapy sometime in the future was way less scary than the concrete social event you were otherwise forced to attend. Hence, you nodded and accepted his demand.

With his white dress shirt open, Chishiya pulled you into a hug and placed a tender kiss on your forehead, pausing with his lips pressed against your face to savour the serene moment. You allowed yourself to melt into his embrace, letting the remnants of his aftershave travel up your nose and overwhelm your senses, effectively grounding you in reality and melting away every lasting remain of the anxiety that had previously paralysed you. All that mattered right now was him - not some stupid medical seminar. Crisis averted.

“You know,” he finally said after a minute of silence. "You can always tell me if something is wrong. Even if you think it’s silly.”

“I know, I just feel stupid admitting silly stuff.”

A sharp exhale of air huffed out of Chishiya’s nose and travelled over your forehead as he half-chuckled at your words.

“You can be silly without being stupid. You’re never stupid.”

For a few seconds, you let his words calm your mind. You didn’t want to admit it, but that was exactly what you needed: to know that Chishiya didn’t find you to be unintelligent just because of the way your anxiety was dictating your life at times. You felt Chishiya’s lips graze your forehead again, sealing in his words and cementing them in your mind.

You are never stupid.

#aib chishiya #chishiya alice in borderland #chishiya shuntaro #chishiya x reader #shuntaro chishiya #aib #alice in borderland #chishiya x you #chishiya #alice in borderland chishiya #alice in borderland chishiya shuntaro #shuntaro chishiya x you #shuntaro chishiya x reader #chishiya x fem!reader

[armadoth]

Xamehm

She needs to keep her mouth sealed because she’s always hungry

( I love her so much  ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ ) )

inspiration: @westernraspberry, @nsves, @rottenmothboy <3

thank you so much to all cc creators  💖​

#sims 4 #sims 4 cc #sims 4 pose #sims 4 photos #ts4 edit #ts4 lookbook #ts4 simbrl #ts4 screenshots #ts4 cas #simblr #lookbook #cute monster #thank you to all cc creators #armadoth

[ghawst37]

Non-pgr CamuRo AU

but what kind of au is it? I'm not sure, I just had a vision while on my way to class, made the sketch for this during //and I lied to myslef that it would be a quick draft, it's been five days ever since 0(-( //anyway, CW: mention of violence, abuse, there will be a TLDR if you still insist on reading ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ )

Story time: (just quote straight from what I told a friend, just with some adjustment)

The vision I had was young Roland buying steam buns and bringing them to Camu who's been hiding in the alley way near the stall, and Roland would settle down next to him, feeding him the steam bun because Camu's hands are injured at that moment and couldn't touch the hot steam buns by himself. Where they are at that time is some kind of underground slum, messy, crowded and cramped, pipes all over the place, all that kind. The world in this AU is also a bit of a futuristic dystopia(?) where most of the rich lives above ground, isolating the majority of the population that is the poor. The existence of human traficing is a norm, and for all sort of purpose, to flex their assets, slavery, entertainment, hybrid experiements, canibalism, etc... Camu escaped a human experiment facility above ground, with little to no memory prior being sold. After his escape to the underground, he's always on the run from the bounty that has been put on him by the people of the organization, and they want him back alive for the experiments to continue. The harsh experiments and environment has given Camu inhuman stamina, anyone came his way received a beating and, or have died. To fill his stomach, the bounty hunters that have came after him instead became the bounties. Despite that, Camu wanted to be free from the shackles of a runaway hybrid. He then accept a request of an underground organization to bring back a target, a celebrity specifically, doesn't matter dead or alive, in trade for his bounty to be removed completely, earn him a free life. Camu agreed, if it's a life of freedom, he doesn't care if it's a famous person or of importance or whatever the employer wants to do with them. Eat them? Sure, not his business.

But the celebrity named Roland that he needed to brought back, killed or alive, is no other than a child. Camu's hesitation to strike blew his cover, as he attempt an escape bringing Roland with him, the child became surprisingly obedient, even clinged onto Camu before turning back to look at him in the eyes, *"please save me from here,"* he begged, desperately, further confirming Camu's determination to just get them both out of that place, unscathed. The securities tracked them for a while, and for a brief moment there were gazes of curious children from within the place - to Camu's surprise, not much older than Roland. They escaped the chase before going down a narrow path leading down to the underground, blocked with scrap and garbage to clog the poor from going upward. The employer was more than satisfied with Camu's work, bringing back Roland in one piece. Celebrities, whether born from the poor or rich, after living the life of luxury from the above will bound to be a fulfilling meal. Roland, after being "saved" by Camu just to be tied up like a captured prey, his eyes filled with betrayed hope. Camu on the other hand, didn't care much of the employer's rambling, decided to cut him mid-way, asking of the deal. The employer laughs, before summoning in their underlings to surround them both. Of course, the way to get rid of a bounty target is to just deal with that target, the prize on Camu's head isn't cheap either by all means. In rage, Camu mauled through waves of people, injured the employer, no point in keeping a betrayer wandering around if the deal is broken. He staggers from the wounds, looting the valuables from the place - and of course, Roland - before making an escape. At least he's compensated a portion out of that shithole. The child does still seems to have some value anyway.

Not like he could just sneak back to the place and put the child back like he belonged in a doll house anyway, he mumbles to himself. Or maybe just leave him to some people, Camu would suddenly feel so kind as to not sell him. Roland would disprove at the options, that he would rather let be a stray than be in the hands of complete strangers; they would just sell him to someone else right away.

Camu scoffs, "sold? Wouldn't it be smarter to just keep then return you? They would be compensated a lot returning you to your mommy and daddy than selling you." Roland interrupted him after hearing that. "You would be mistaken," hands covered in scratches and dirt rubbing away a layer of foundation and make up, revealing a bar code on his left cheek. Only trafficked people would have this kind of bar codes, the moment one is marked with it, they've lost all rights to be human, much an object, transacted from one owner to the other, valuing less every time. Camu also has one on him. "I will just be send into another one of those place again, if you pity me brother, please let me go with you.." Didn't he just give Camu the eyes of a bretrayed puppy earlier? "I promise to not be a burden!" "What's with the change of heart? I'm not babysitting you." "Aren't you wanted? What if we make a deal..?" Roland beams at him, "I will take care of all your side tasks, I'll ensure they won't catch you just for doing those idly chores!" Bringing another stomach would be annoying, but being chased around just because he went out of hiding for a meal is also a hassle. Camu sighs, maybe he'll find an oportunity to get rid of the kid.

Camu is now also wanted above ground, anyone who caught the kidnapper of the imfamous child celebrity will be compensated handsomely. Even then, most underground people doesn't know of Roland from the information clogage. And while his face has yet to be plastered on every alley way in the underground, Roland take the chance to fulfill his part of the deal, including buying meals for the both of them from the sold valuables and bounty rewards, and getting supplies for Camu's injuries fending off others who are after their heads.

TL;DR: non-pgr Camuro AU, trope: some grumpy dude with ptsd and this random child he picked up because he suddenly bad leaving alone (obviously) //In this AU, Camu is 17, Roland is 12, the age that me and said friend speculated were the age they were change into constructs in the game

Thank you for reaching this far into the ramblingヾ(◍’౪`◍)ﾉﾞIf anyone has anything you want me to know about this (like take it down because it's cringe-) feel free to let me know(?) //idk how do you end things like this, it's my first time //I personally just a sucker for this overused trope lmao

#camuro #camuroland #what's this pseudo fanfic I didn't think it's this long #I'm sorry in advance #pls just tell me if this kind of gloomy theme things are alright

[tackyink]

Hey. I want you to know that I love Degrees as much as I loved IOS. Which is a lot. I don't follow the other stories you write because I don't consume the material they're based on, but you're a writer where I know the next story will be as good, if not better than the last.

Thanks so much! ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ ) Trust me when I say I don't take that sort of vote of confidence lightly. And I really want to pick up Degrees soon again. So much to write, so little time...

#justanerdsblog #tacky asks

[theharrowing]

Hello! It's me again! (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

For the wip ask game, can I know...

9. what are you struggling with the most in finishing your current wip(s)? 

8. describe your current wip in a sentence. 

18. do you have people encouraging you to write? 

18. do you have people encouraging you to write? 

Lastly, I LOB YOU

Hello, Sprout! ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ )

9. what are you struggling with the most in finishing your current wip(s)? 

LMAO uhhhh the looming deadline has me stressed and I keep pumping the breaks on the 3 that are due soon. The only thing keeping me from finishing other WIPs is simply time.

8. describe your current wip in a sentence. 

For the 3 that I am hoping to wrap up in the next 48-72 hours:

Namjoon's bestie Yoongi helps him lose his virginity and whoops lmao would you believe they're in love???

Namjoon, who is not impulsive—especially when it comes to permanent body modifications—meets a pretty tattoo artist and decides he would love a tattoo asap.

Reader attends her best friend's wedding and the handsome but extremely annoying man (Seokjin) who she keeps brushing off wears her down until they...you know......;) ;) ;)

18. do you have people encouraging you to write? 

I have a whole gaggle of people who encourage me to write, and it makes me feel very lucky to have made the friends I have, in this scene! I couldn't possibly name everyone but you, @neoneunnajimin, @moonleeai, Josie (whose blog name I am forgetting), Andrea, @ffion451, @dasexydevitt13, @blog-name-idk, @madbutgloriouspond, @here2bbtstrash, @haliiimede, @gimmethatagustd...so many people are so encouraging and wonderful and I appreciate y'all so very much!

I lob you too, Jiya! <3

#btsstan12 #i love my moots #especially this little sprout #wip game #ask game #you've got mail 💌

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# #아침독서노트 #019 #무엇이당신을만드는가 #01 #피터드러커 #이재규 편저 #아침독서노트 가 #아침명상노트 에 비해서 그 속도가 현저히 느리기에 다양한 책을 소개하는 대신에 더욱 쉬운 방법인 하나의 책에서 여러 문장을 발췌하여 시리즈로 글을 쓰는 방식으로 바꿨다. 디스이즈 #개x밥전략 ( 어떤 일이 부담이 되어 지지부진 할 때, 그 일을 더욱 쉬운 방식으로, 즉 #개좆밥 처럼 보이도록 바꾸는 것을 말한다. 이러한 과정에서 일을 쪼개는 방식을 주로 사용하며, #슬라이스기법 #일을쪼개라 등으로 널리 알려져 있다. 그리고 단계를 나누는 것이 어려울 경우 이렇게 내게 훨씬 쉽다는 느낌을 주는 방식으로 아예 수준을 낮추기도 한다. 이렇게 하는 이유는 #전전두엽 을 속이기 위함인데, 그래야만 쉽게 시작할 수 있기 때문이다. ) 어떤 책부터 시작할까 고���하다 결국 #드러커 옹의 책을 골랐다. 한국 최고의 피터 드러커 전문가인 #이재규 교수님이 편저하신 #무엇이당신을만드는가 이다. 이 책에 대해 설명하기 위해서는 우선적으로 다른 책들에 대한 소개가 필요하다. 놀라운 사실이 있는데, 사실 피터 드러커가 직접 쓴 #자기계발서 가 있다. 보통 드러커의 저서는 대부분 경영에 대한 내용이기에 더욱 특별하다. 내가 여기 저기 설파하고 다니는 #프로페셔널의조건 이 그 시리즈의 첫번째 책이다. #변화리더의조건 #이노베이터의조건 까지 해서 총 세 권이다. 수많은 허섭스레기 같은 자기계발서가 범람하는 요즘 시대에 단비와 같은 명저라 생각하며 강력하게 추천한다. 한 권 더 추가하자면, #자기경영노트 가 있겠다. 역시나 드러커 옹의 작품이다. 일독을 강권한다. 국내의 수많은 자기계발서들은 이 책들을 벗어나지 못한다. 그만큼 명저라는 말이다. 자기계발류의 서적을 극혐하는 분들이 많은데, 이 책들은 좀 다르다. 저자가 드러커 아닌가? #아게뤈티 위에서 소개한 네 권의 책들은 이재규 교수님이 번역하셨다. 그 경험을 살려 한 권으로 편저한 책이 바로 #무엇이당신을만드는가 라고 보면된다. 난 그 중에서도 가장 중요하다고 생각되는 10여가지의 문장들을 발췌하여 #아침독서노트 로 글을 써보고자 한다. 내일부터 매일 한 문장씩 ღ’ᴗ’ღ (at Seoul, Korea) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChyLcLevu_5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#아침독서노트 #019 #무엇이당신을만드는가 #01 #피터드러커 #이재규 #아침명상노트 #개x밥전략 #개좆밥 #슬라이스기법 #일을쪼개라 #전전두엽 #드러커 #자기계발서 #프로페셔널의조건 #변화리더의조건 #이노베이터의조건 #자기경영노트 #아게뤈티

[andromea]

Springtime picnics  🌸

#ACNH #Animal Crossing New Horizons #Ahh it's such a wonderful view (❁´◡`❁) #I don't have time off from work #so I've been working on this picnic area #for several evenings/nights #And today I could finally go home early enough #to see it by day light ( ღ’ᴗ’ღ )

[hermitblurbs]

alternatively steampunk? Whichever u wanna do more!

A continuation of my Steampunk AU (6)!

The worn down gas mask fits perfectly. Grian got his new one, curved and hooked like a beak, that promises only good things and longevity. Scar’s got his old one, the fraying thing pressed against his face.

It’s strange, considering he doesn’t need it, but Grian said it hid the lights that blink behind his mouth when he speaks. He also said something about his eyes and the rivets at his temples and people, but he didn’t pay too much attention to him. He couldn't see any people around, anyway.

They go onto what Grian had dubbed the wastes.

The piles of scrap tower above them at four, five, six times their height, balanced precariously. The wind is filled with their creaks and steady screeches, and Grian’s wings whirring in turn.

He is… confused. Where are the trees? The animals? He wants to ask, but he can’t. Instead he continues along, craning his head to look up, up, up.

For how remote their bubble is, he figured there’d be at least a little sense of movement here. Maybe some transcontinental trains. A bird. A stray cow.

Instead, it’s just him and the scrap.

Grian claws his way into a pile, and Scar’s worried it will fall, but he thinks his friend knows what he’s doing. Watching him is stressful, so he wanders away.

It’s here that he gets his first find.

Every scrap pile looks the same, every piece of metal gnarled and twisted together like a bizarre form of jenga. But one tower is giving off a faint, barely-present distress signal, a call for help in this place of death.

And, well, he’s no bot to allow anyone to stay in distress. He’s designed to attract and please!

Digging takes awhile. The pile creaks threateningly with every piece he shifts, but he keeps going. He goes deeper and deeper, ignoring the warnings flashing in the corner of his screen, ignoring the intent alarm that destruction would not be kind to his owner. He keeps going.

Maybe it’s because he misses the companionable buzz of other androids. If he was able to miss things, of course.

He hauls aside the hood of an old automobile, shoving further into the heart of the pile, and he sees little gray ears pop up.

The pet bot is cracked, broken in several places, with a distress signal weakly calling in the cat’s form.

Even broken, she’s the closest thing to something familiar he’s seen.

He takes her home. Mumbo fixes her up, and they let Scar name her Jellie.

#blurb #ask #steampunk au #anon #IVE BEEN MEANING TO GET THIS ONE OUT FOR AWHILE FOLKS #scar has his jellie #<3 #never one without the other #gtws #gtwscar #goodtimeswithscar #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fic #grian #briefly #mumbo jumbo #kekw #( ღ’ᴗ’ღ ) #jellie

[teapical]

babe

yes my love, my darling, my angel, my cinnamon honey bunches of oats, my heart and soul, my honey, my sweetums, my everything, my one and onloey?? 

#( ღ’ᴗ’ღ ) #ask #🦝

[monstax-info]

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[moho-moho]

밝을 현 아이 아 ღ’ᴗ’ღ

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[941704]

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[tamoshisamawinko]

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#아침독서노트 #020 @jimkwik #limitess #마지막몰입 #짐퀵 올 해 들어 읽은 책 중 딱 한 권을 추천하라 요청받는다면 나는 주저없이 #마지막몰입 을 내밀 것이다. 현재 미국에서 가장 핫한 작가이자 컨설턴트 및 강사로 활동하고 있는 Jim Kwik 이 쓴 책인데, 이 책을 탐독하게 되면 무조건 당신의 인생에 큰 변화가 생길 것이라 확신한다. 일독을 강권한다. 그는 인스타에 자신의 글과 생각들을 자주 포스팅 하는데, 보통 마지막 몰입의 일부 발췌 이거나 곰곰이 생각하게 만드는 문구들을 올린다. 이번 포스팅에서는 달걀을 깨는 두 가지 방법에 대해 ��했다. 유명한 얘기이지만 이를 실제로 삶에 적용하는 자는 드물다. “내가 스스로 껍질을 깨면 새로운 삶이 시작되지만, 외부로부터 깨지면 삶이 끝난다. 위대한 것들은 언제나 내부에서 시작된다. “ 이는 삶에 대한 태도를 말하는 것이다. 주도적으로 살지 않으면 누군가에 의해 내 삶이 휘둘리기 시작한다. 내가 나의 삶에 대해 구체적인 계획을 갖고 적극적인 태도로 나아가는 것과 타인의 구체적인 계획에 휘둘리는 것의 차이라 볼 수 있다. “나는 주도적인가? 나는 내 삶을 통제하는가?” 내 삶에 대해 통제감을 느끼지 못하면 그런 삶에서 행복을 찾기란 쉽지 않다. 즐거운 인생이란 언제나 내가 내 삶을 주도하여 만들어갈 때만 가능하다고 굳게 믿는다. 현재가 짜증난다면, 미래가 불안하다면, 내가 꿈꾸는 미래를 매우 구체적으로 그리고, 달성하기 위한 계획을 짜고, 한 단계씩 성취하며 만들어가면 된다. 미래는 예측하는 것이 아니라 직접 만드는 것이다. 내 삶은 온전히 나의 것 이어야 한다. 당신은 당신의 삶을 소유하고 있는가? 누군가 당신의 삶을 통제하고 있는가? 소중한 내 삶의 운전대를 절대로 남에게 내어주면 안된다. *짐퀵이 내 댓글에 좋아요를 눌러준 기념으로 휘갈기는 #아침독서노트 ღ’ᴗ’ღ (at Seoul, Korea) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChvfwKsPBEv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

#아침독서노트 #020 #limitess #마지막몰입 #짐퀵