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bexstevie · 24 days

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let's crack the code!

< w. @hangyeolbe >

stevie’s beginning to love dancing. not that he didn’t love it to some degree before– but next gen has alighted something in him with it that’s different than before. stevie’s not sure how to explain it; it could be a change in his self or his mindset about it, maybe. none the less– he’s pretty excited doing a.maze for this cover performance.

the dance already is fun, the beat catchy enough that stevie bobs his head to it on instinct. the original choreography feels easier to learn than the classical dance break they’re going to try. not that it’s incredibly difficult, but the styles are different than what he’s used to.

it’s elegant, it’s graceful. it’s a lot more expression and fluidity and movement than stevie has practiced, but seeing it done is entrancing. intriguing. it’s a nice reprieve from the heavy moves they’re supposed to hit earlier in the song.

stevie likes how it looks, likes how pretty and fluidity it seems when hangyeol tries out the transition of what they have come up with until now. he loosely follows the moves along, eyes watching along in the mirror– more focused on getting the count to match with the raise of arms or the spin on their heel. the drop to the ground, then moving back up without looking clunky. “okay,” he says slowly, pausing when hangyeol comes to a stop. “i think after that, it’d look nice with like– a twisty? turnsy kinda thing…” he thinks about what it’s called, letting out a long little uhh… before he snaps his fingers. “kinda like–” he can’t think of the right words, so he just acts. stepping back, her performs a portion of a move, ending with a move where he rotates in a complete circle, lifting his leg in the air and landing back down fluidly as he does it. “i think that would look cool. maybe when the piano picks up in speed a little?”

#p: let's crack the code!#thread.#be:ngs2p3 #hangyeolbe #( here you go!! i hope it was okay <3 )#( lmk if not & i'll fix things <3 )

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beyuji · 3 months

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starter for @minjaebe ( reprise of the sun palace )

if this was two years ago, hell even the cusp of one year ago– yuji would have been foaming at the mouth with jealousy at the mere idea of studio delta auditions. hell, there’s apart of her that’s still a little sour that she was offered a contract switch from lime to sr media and not studio delta. she has grown to like sr media, and all the girls there though. even if she doesn’t know if she still won’t jump on the opportunity to switch if studio delta gave the option to.

at the very least, she can at least live vicariously through minjae, though. that can be enough for her.

“i think you’ll get it,” yuji says, distractedly spinning her spoon into her cup. she tries not to be pessimistic or negative on the subject of auditioning– everyone wants to pass in some way. especially at a company so wanted like studio delta. “they’re usually pretty lenient with the audition videos. it’s the in-person one that you’re going to wanna focus on the most.”

you can record a video, edit it around and practice hundreds of time over to get the perfected image you want. you only have one try to do the in person audition. it’s more daunting, more intimidating. important eyes staring and analyzing, holding back critiques and scribbling down notes. it’s nerve-wracking just picturing it.

“do you have anything in mind for what you’re going to do if they reach out to you?” yuji asks, eyes lifting up to minjae, then back down at her drink. “maybe it’s too early to worry, but i can’t help but be curious.”

#🌧️ thread ;#minjaebe #p: reprise of the sun palace #( here you go!! i hope it was okay <3 i'll fix it up if not!! )

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kellystar321 · 11 months

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#periodical life updates #lets hope this one goes better than the last one </3 #anyway hi everyone. im in an entirely different timezone during this trip so its actually mid afternoon right now #thats not what this is about though this is about how im EXCITED FOR ARTFIGHT AS USUAL!!! lemmy posted his s/is and theyre so cute <3 #also the theme reveal is coming on the 23! i hope its enough time for the theme templates? i love doing the theme templates with everyone :#this'll be my seventh year participating holy sht!! ive been doing this for seven (7) years!!!!!!!!#ive been feeling like ive been improving in art every artfight but idk how i'll fare this year. i feel like ive been a bit stagnant #and i did some PRETTY KILLER PIECES LAST YEAR;;; who knows if i'll top it; especially with summer college classes UGH #miserable about that btw. college my beloathed forever and ever amen. :/ ive been meaning to fix a few characters profiles and add some too #FINALLY going to separate kelly and jace! kelly is now the bureau of balance halfling only <3 ive been redrawing a new design of her :>#she has cute pointed ears now heho!! and actual more fantasy-esque clothes to fit her universe <3 jace is getting a separate profile!#jace is now solely my sona and i look SO much more gender now with the haircut and i can post my refs <33 #i also want to post agent and icarus and all the javelins but that means i have to draw them actually hfjkh <33 #i should also actually add something to shen's profile hfkjfh i care more about xer worldbuilding than xer character i feel </3 #IVE BEEN MEANING TO GET QUEUE BACK UP but everytime i look at my drafts i feel so tired </3 theres ART i want to reblog!!!#ough. some other time. okay! im gonna get my artfight discord channel back up and running for the new artfight season! let's go let's go!#oh and i'll be sure to announce which team im joining obviously hdjfdh it'll probably be the lighthearted one <3 #some of the themes this year are a little off? (stars vs nebula? heart vs soul? arent those the same thing?) but im hoping for the best <3 #okay frfr going now! hope for queue soon maybe if i have time/energy! working on artfight! lets goooooo!! <3

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progenyofprongs · 1 year

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@bccksmarts ♥ ( HERMIONE ) liked for a teeny starter

"I'm not hiding. I just don't feel like being a haunted house attraction today." That, and she was also avoiding any contact with Harry. It seemed that hiding out in the far corner of the library, behind a stack of shelves, was one of the few places that Amelia could have some peace without all the other students staring at her and whispering about 'the Lost Potter twin'.

#bccksmarts #closed starter #i so hope this is okay! <3 #if not lemme know and i'll fix it up haha

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lesbianlotties · 1 year

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the absolute headache that this show gives me is not normal. i feel like this episode lasted two months and then the preview for the next episode took a year out of my lifespan and what am i going to do next huh? how's this going to end???

#LIKE THEY RUINED EVERYTHING LAST EPISODE RIGHT? AND THEN THEY FIXED IT THIS EPISODE BY FINALLY GIVING MY GIRL ALICE A GOOD LOVE STORY AND #THEY'RE GOING TO RUIN THAT NEXT WEEK??? THE FUCK FUCK FUCKING WHY????#shane... yeah fuck her. i only care about tess now. LOVE finley calling her out 10/10 best moments of the show yeah she LOOKED UP TO HER SO #AND DANIIII OH MYG OD FINALLY GOOD THINGS FOR MY GIRL DANI SHE DESERVES ALL THE BEST AND THEY SHOULD GET MARRIED ASAP GIGI WHO #im absolutely kidding i miss gigi and i will never forgive them for ruining what should've been the perfect romance the #they should've been the number one power couple and NOW HWERE IS SHEEEEE #DONT EVEN MAKE ME TALK ABOUT MAX SHOWING UP OUT OF NOWHERE DID ANYONE KNOW ABOUT THAT I DIDNT KNOW ABOUT THAT???????#AND FUCK IT NOW I'LL KEEP HOPING THEY'LL BRING HELENA BACK #WHEN IS THIS SHOW GOING TO LET ME LIVEEEEEE #okay im done now im so sorry goodnight <3 #watching tlwgq #tlwgq

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that-was-anticlimactic · 2 years

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HI BELOVED!!! imma give you an angsty but heartwarming mlb fic idea that i'll never finish and hate a lot of but also love with my entire heart and refuse to delete <3

so, it's called "road to recovery" right now... hate the name, tbh. anyways, it's a miraculous chat fic except... okay so like, being akumatized is so traumatizing??? like, alix basically killed all her friends, ivan almost destroyed the city, nino basically attempted to murder all the adults in paris, rose took control of people's minds and manipulated them, kim almost got chat noir to kill ladybug and he was close to doing it, alya almost unmasked her hero and put her in danger, etc...

anyways, they're all traumatized. ivan is also canonically the first person to get akumatized. he's like. fourteen. please that has to have been so traumatic. so, nino is the second one in the class to get akumatized and he really struggles with it and texts ivan asking for help because he doesn't know how to cope. anyways, this causes them to become good friends, and they hang out a lot and talk a lot and rant a lot and just overall try to cope together. they thought it would just be them, but little did they know...

so, then alya gets akumatized and doesn't really take it well (understandably), so after awhile, nino texts ivan and is like "yo alya isn't okay... do we want to make a chat and add her?" so ivan makes a chat and adds alya. then alix gets akumatized, they add alix.

eventually, it's a chat for the classmates who've been akumatized and once it happens to someone, they get added. well, ivan or nino (since they started it) reach out and ask if they want to be added because they aren't going to just Add them without asking.

i'm like... really into the classmates as characters and i love their friendship because they are friends!!! so many people write them all as these big jerks because of freaking lila episodes that mischaracterized them all so people make them like. harass mari and i'm??? i hate it??? they deserve better??? and like nino is my favorite character, so getting to explore his character and interactions with others is SO FUN FOR ME!!! and kim is another favorite! and rose! and i've gotten to really explore sabrina and i have So Many headcanons about their families (and everyone can pry my headcanons about kim's family from my cold dead hands i Know Him and His Family)

anyways, it includes: learning that it's okay to ask for help, friendships being made / becoming stronger, alya correcting nino's typos, chloe redemption, the kids coping with ptsd, occasional fun jokes, nightmares, trying to be stronger for each other... etc :) oh and mari and adrien aren't in it so it's the classmates minus them not that i don't love them but a lot of the time, their characters are used to advance the main two's characters and also they've never been akumatized sooooo they do get cameos, tho, and i did plan on adding them after everyone in the class was in it (sometime around s2) because everyone was like "they've been through enough trauma due to akumas tbh also it feels mean to basically have a whole class chat without them lol"

anyways i really love the classmates as characters and wish they got more love and less hate and got more opportunities to be friends like ik they are and okay so this is Technically a wip, but it's something i don't think i'll ever finish, so it counts <3

#dahl tag #hi i hope you like this iuygfdfuiouygfdfghujiouytfd #i actually have 25k written so like. if you Want to read it i can share the doc with you jhugffgopoiuygfdfghu #it's like... my baby that i'll never finish and wish i could change bits of but still love you know?#like i kind of had most everyone be okay talking about their feelings without like. accounting for people who don't like sharing their #feelings or the kids who have a really hard time being open which is something i want to go through and fix but don't have the time to lol #i also wrote like 5k-ish of the chat after mari and adrien join lol #and the fic has a set of extra fics (non-chat fics) where each student has their own fic about them dealing with their trauma <3 #alix's is actually 5k words and still not done oiuyftiouf granted i started them in 2019 and then a.tla brainrot got to me and i forgot #about them and then i got stuck but i do really want to finish alix's because i Really like it #i also finished kim's but hate it and want to rewrite it entirely and i am 3/4 of the way through rose's and like most of it but want to #change Some of it and i started nino's and chloe's and ivan's but they're all like. one page lol #sorry for the ramble iougfxfcgiougf #anywayssssss thank you for indulging me! sorry it took so long lol #corey rambles:)

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tvrningout-archived · 2 years

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@kunokata sent: [ CARESS ] or [ CARESSED ] !! Whatever you like best :')) !! 🧡 from: scar related prompts

kaiya’s heart flutters nervously in her chest as she approaches kyojuro’s room, mind a mess with too many thoughts. kyojuro told her of the crow he and his father received that morning, of how the corps needed them again, of the plan they were to play a part in. yes, their role would hopefully be low-risk as long as muzan and his upper moons remained preoccupied by the rest of the demon slayers, yet there would still be a chance that something could go wrong. kyojuro could still be forced to risk his life again despite having nearly died once already. kyojuro... kaiya pauses outside of his door and listens for the comforting ba-dum ba-dum of his heart, taking a moment to calm the nerves threatening to consume her.

no matter the risk, kyojuro will proudly protect the young oyakata-sama if it means that finally humanity will live without the threat of demons each night. if his life is the price of such a world, then so be it -- he will pay the price so that others do not have to, and kaiya cannot resent him for such selflessness. she would do the same were she in his position.

but she can worry for kyojuro. she can worry for all the things she still wants to do with him, everything she hoped they would have more time to do during his retirement. it’s why she stands in front of his room, why she knocks on his door, why she asks to come in without the intention of leaving.

her fluttering heart begins to fully sprint with her sun so close by; kaiya didn’t think it was possible, but she actually feels a little dizzy as she meets kyojuro’s concerned gaze. his hands encompass her own, unintentionally setting a fire to kaiya’s skin that spreads up her arms and across her pale cheeks. is something the matter? of course not, or maybe yes? kaiya isn’t entirely sure how to answer, so naturally, she leans up to kiss kyojuro.

kaiya’s kiss comes as a surprise, but it doesn’t stop kyojuro from returning her affection. he’s always so warm, kaiya muses as she melts against the calloused palm that cradles her jaw. just like the flames he so resembles, kyojuro radiates warmth, but it’s different tonight. it isn’t just a comfort to kaiya. it’s addictive, beckoning her closer, and she listens without a second thought ( she doesn’t mind if she gets burned -- not if it’s kyojuro ). she presses closer to him, curling her fingers into the fabric of kyojuro’s jinbei and shivering under the heat of his hand on her lower back.

the man she married all those years ago never held her like this, gentle enough to leave yet firm enough to lean into; he merely gripped her, kept her in place. there wasn’t any of this tenderness, the sweet sighs shared in the small space between their lips as they caught their breath; her ex-husband hadn’t taken the time to learn how kaiya liked to be kissed, nor had he wasted time with sentimentality. he hadn’t asked her what she wanted, gaze gentle yet burning with an intensity that makes kaiya’s stomach flip and breath catch in her throat.

kyojuro is so wonderfully, perfectly different. he is everything she could have hoped to have and more than she could ever deserve. his love is unconditional, all encompassing, felt even in the mundane of everyday life ( she told him once that she wanted that sort of love, and now he’s given it to her. does he realize how happy he’s made her? ).

what does she want? him. she wants him, and she wants to give him everything -- her smiles, her kisses, her sighs, her cries...

kaiya’s cheeks turn a rosy hue as she drops her eyes to kyojuro’s chest, smoothing the fabric of his jinbei that she previously wrinkled. “ i want to give you everything, all of me. ” she speaks so softly that she wonders if her heartbeat may drown out her words. “ i want to be yours, and i want you to be mine, i-if that’s what you want, too. ”

her nerves are all for naught. of course that’s what he wants, but only if she’s truly comfortable, only if she doesn’t feel pressured as though this is something to be expected of her--- and kaiya’s smile is so smitten as she takes kyojuro’s face in her hands to kiss him once more. the only pressure she feels is their limited time. she doesn’t want to waste a single second that could be spent with her precious sun. she doesn’t want to miss any opportunity, any moment that could be spent creating memories, something for them to hold onto no matter what happens in the future.

the knot that keeps kyojuro’s shirt together unravels easily, allowing the material to fall open enough for kaiya’s curious eyes to catch a glimpse of the scars that litter his body. there are many, more than she could have imagined, though they cannot detract from how handsome kyojuro is ( they add to it, even ). they do not deter her hands from reaching out, exploring the bared skin of his chest with a featherlike touch and tracing along a few of the more prominent scars. momentarily, kaiya forgets the heat that urged her to be closer. she simply takes a moment to memorize the feel of kyojuro’s skin, how his chest rises and falls just a little quicker under her fingertips, and the small thrill of knowing she’s the reason for his racing heartbeat.

kaiya leans forward to press her lips against a faded gash that lies just under kyojuro’s collarbone and then to another just beside it. she remembers the first time he showed her his scars, how the guilt stole his smile as he worried how she might feel to see them. each kiss is a reminder to him that the past cannot hurt her, that she admires each mark as evidence of his kindness and strength, that his scars are not too much for her. no part of him could ever be too much -- like a sunflower soaking up the sun’s light, she loves all kyojuro has to give.

as she pushes his shirt off of his shoulders, kaiya notices the freshest and largest scar upon his stomach ( how scared she had been for him; how thankful she is that he is here in spite of all he’s faced ). he tries to cover it, perhaps worried by her staring, but kaiya takes kyojuro’s hand to stop him.

“ don’t. ” she smiles. “ i want to see... all of you, kyojuro. ” and then she moves his hand to the back of her yukata, right over her obi is tied into a bow. kaiya feels much hotter than she did a second ago, and though her expression becomes shy, stomach full of nervous butterflies, she holds his gaze. “ i’ve never wanted that from anyone before, but you... well, you make me greedy, especially when you look at me like that. ” --like she’s something precious, like he doesn’t mind if she’s greedy. and that makes her want to spoil him, too.

“ s-so... ” all he’s doing is holding onto her obi, but it feels like he’s asking for permission. she’s reminded of that night on the roof they spent stargazing, when kyojuro kissed her -- when he chose to be with her, and she swore to leave him with only the brightest memories. the thought prompts kaiya to cup kyojuro’s face, touch her forehead against his as her eyes glimmer with the adoration she feels only for him.

“ be as greedy as you want, too. you have my heart, all of me. ”

#kunokata #ASDFGHJKL AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #I HOPE THIS IS OKAY #IT DIDN'T EVEN GET SUPER SPICY BUT JUST #MY HEART #THIS WAS VERY FUN AND SOFT TO WRITE THANK YOU VERY MUCH #AND SEE NO PAIN HERE JUST SOFT FEELINGS AND LOVE <3 #WEEEEEEPS I CARE THEM VERY MUCH PEACH #BTW PLS LET ME KNOW IF ANYTHING WAS OOC WITH KYOJURO BC I'LL FIX IT #interactions | kaiya #turn sadness into kindness | main verse | kaiya #the responsibility of love: to keep another's heart safe | kaiya & kyojuro

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pyxscythe · 9 months

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Pros and cons of my schedule change:

Pros

-In 6th and 7th period it's the same fucking classroom so I don't have to go anywhere

-My 7th period class is now closer to the bus loop, like literally almost right next to it

Cons:

-Literally everything else about it

#I hope my keyboarding teacher doesn't think I left his class sir I promise I still have your class it's just 2nd period now.#Oh and I have HOPE 1st period so that's.#Yeah #At least I sorted it out with coach that I am in fact disabled and cannot do much for activities #So it's not like I'm gonna be disgusting and sweaty and out of physical energy for the rest of the day #Plus not every day is a gym day #So I'll be fine there #I like that I have Eng 3 then Eng 4 the next period. Just cause number order #It honestly shifted my schedule around a FUCK ton like. Only 4th and 6th stayed the same #But it's fine thankfully it was on the 4th day??? So it doesn't really fuck up my internal routine #I haven't really established that yet and it's no new classrooms so it's fine I know where they all ate #are*#Just in another order #Anyways #Can't believe I asked to confirm my schedule online would be fixed by tomorrow and my counselor said ''Yes...''#IN AN EMAIL #That was it. Just ''Yes...''#Like damn okay #《♥️》

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writingouthere · 4 months

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neighbor!Sukuna x single mom!reader; your ceiling is leaking at 3 in the morning and you don't know what to do so you go ask for help from the man across the hallway(inspired by real life events that were not nearly so charming).

no need to have read the others in the series but can be read as a week or two after the aquarium date.

cw: Sukuna being a menace

Sukuna had always been a light sleeper so when there were knocks on his door at 3am, he was up instantly. The knocks weren't even loud but he found himself annoyed enough to stomp to the door. If he wasn't sleeping, the people below him didn't need to be either.

He yanked his door open, prepared to make whoever it was regret every moment of their existence but it was you, holding your daughter and clearly on the verge of tears.

You seemed contrite when you saw his expression but before you could even start to apologize, he was slipping on his boots and grabbing his key.

"What's wrong," he asked.

"It-it's the ceiling, I woke up and it was leaking water. It's getting everywhere and I don't know what to do and the landlord isn't picking up."

Sukuna rubbed your arm, trying to give you some comfort and you relaxed a little.

"Okay, let me come take a look. I can call the super, he's probably more likely to answer than the landlord." You nodded and he followed you back to your place. Holding his hand out to stop you at the door as he made to go in first.

Sukuna heard the water pouring in before he saw it. He had never been in your apartment before. It was clear that a woman there. There was color everywhere, more blankets than made sense for two people and the walls were covered in photos and artwork. It felt soft, it reminded him of you. And now, it was being ruined by water raining down from the ceiling.

"Why don't you wait in my apartment. You both look like you could use some rest. I'll sort this out," he said, handing over his key. You looked ready to protest but then your daughter started crying.

"Go, I got it."

You looked so relieved and he wiped away a few tears from your daughter's face and pressed a kiss to her forehead which helped bring the tears down to a more tolerable snuffling.

"Thank you so much, I don't even-"

"Don't worry about it. You two just go settle in the guest room and I'll wake you up when it's settled."

You smiled at him and you seemed to hesitate before you went up on your toes to give him a quick peck on the cheek.

Sukuna couldn't stop himself from grinning as you took your daughter out the door and towards his apartment. He turned around to look at the mess that was your apartment. It looked like a pipe must have burst in the apartment above yours. Annoying, but a quick fix when caught this early. He grabbed his phone, opening it to call the super before a thought came to him that just wouldn't leave.

It would be a shame if you had to terminate your lease because of unsafe conditions, after all you must still have a good six months left on it. He knew you didn't have any family in the area and it would be a lot for a working mom with a kid as young as yours to go apartment hunting all the sudden.

Of course, he did have that guest room. Plenty of space for the three of you and it wouldn't be hard to bring over the stuff you needed while you looked. His apartment was bigger than yours, even though it was just him.

Even if it was a tight fit, his lease was up at the end of the year anyway. You could always get a bigger space, one for your soon to be growing family.

Sukuna pocketed his phone and took a seat at your dining table, away from the water. He figured it would only take another hour before the damage passed the point of no return.

He hoped you and your daughter were resting well in your new home.

#jjk x reader #jjk sukuna #jujutsu kaisen sukuna #ryomen sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna ryomen

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bexstevie · 1 year

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fame < infamy

< w. @besaea >

next gen’s over. done and gone-- which means half of his friends are released from mnet’s clutches so he can actually see them again. the catch is that some are going to be signed. which is a whole other type of dungeon that stevie knows will take up most, if not all of their time.

so naturally, the moment he can monopolize saea’s time, he does. as he rides up to the skatepark on board, he’s got one of those little party streamer horn things in his mouth, and once he rolls up close enough to saea, he blow it at her, the little think honking out annoyingly as he grins around it.

“congrats on your epic win.” he braces one foot on the ground as he comes to a stop, plucking the little party toy out of his mouth. “and you signing your life away.” he tacks on cheekily, reaching out to wrap an arm around her shoulders in a brief hug. he makes a sharp inhale, and then croaks out in a trembling, watery voice (that sounds more like laughter than anything else), “i’m gonna miss you~” he fake sobs. “remember me when you’re famous.”

#p: fame < infamy #besaea #thread.#( i hope this was okay <3 i'll fix it up if not! )

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beyuji · 2 years

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a starter for @eunaebe !!

people make mistakes. you make mistakes and then you learn from them. it’s an age old lesson, how humans are supposed to naturally grow. c’est la vie-- that’s life! yuji knows that. yuji’s made plenty of mistakes, and has learned and grown from every single one-- no matter how minor or major. but it doesn’t change the fact that once yuji makes the mistake, she’s completely baffled for a moment.

like now-- when she misses the key for the note, and it’s obvious enough she can see a few faces in the crowd react to it. it’s not a terrible mistake, but a rookie one. it takes her a moment to gather her bearings, her smile freezing in place as her eyes sweep over the place. her stomach twists uncomfortably, but she pushes through-- and she’s shaky on the next verse, trying to focus back on keeping her voice level while remember the key and the tune. it’s one little mistake after another; she gets through it, but it’s not...a great performance in yuji’s eyes, and when she finishes through she’s a little upset with herself. she keeps all smiles when the few regulars come to greet; they’re nice-- they compliment her, and one laughs and asks if she’s not feeling good today. it’s easy to brush it off with a smile, but her nails dig into her skin from how hard she’s clenching her fists, crossed under her arms.

her mind is still whirring with thoughts, going through the motions of gathering her things when she sees eunae’s figure. hesitate curls over her, and yuji worries at her lip with her teeth. shaking her head quickly, she redirects herself to head over in eunae’s direction. slowing as she get’s closer to the pianist, she calls out a quiet, “eunae, do you have a moment?”

pausing by the younger, yuji gives her a small smile. “if you’re not in a rush, can i ask you something? i won’t keep you too long.”

#eunaebe #🌧️ THREAD ;#( i hope this was okay!! )#( lmk if not and i'll fix it up <3 )

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burntoutdaydreamer · 6 months

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Weird Brain Hacks That Help Me Write

I'm a consistently inconsistent writer/aspiring novelist, member of the burnt-out-gifted-kid-to-adult-ADHD-diagnosis-pipeline, recently unemployed overachiever, and person who's sick of hearing the conventional neurotypical advice to dealing with writer's block (i.e. "write every single day," or "there's no such thing as writer's block- if you're struggling to write, just write" Like F*CK THAT. Thank you, Brenda, why don't you go and tell someone with diabetes to just start producing more insulin?)

I've yet to get to a point in my life where I'm able to consistently write at the pace I want to, but I've come a long way from where I was a few years ago. In the past five years I've written two drafts of a 130,000 word fantasy novel (currently working on the third) and I'm about 50,000 words in on the sequel. I've hit a bit of a snag recently, but now that I've suddenly got a lot of time on my hands, I'm hoping to revamp things and return to the basics that have gotten me to this point and I thought I might share.

1) My first draft stays between me and God

I find that I and a lot of other writers unfortunately have gotten it into our heads that first drafts are supposed to resemble the finished product and that revisions are only for fixing minor mistakes. Therefore, if our first draft sucks that must mean we suck as writers and having to rewrite things from scratch means that means our first draft is a failure.

I'm here to say that is one of the most detrimental mentalities you can have as a writer.

Ever try drawing a circle? You know how when you try to free-hand draw a perfect circle in one go, it never turns out right? Whereas if you scribble, say, ten circles on top of one another really quickly and then erase the messy lines until it looks like you drew a circle with a singular line, it ends up looking pretty decent?

Yeah. That's what the drafting process is.

Your first draft is supposed to suck. I don't care who you are, but you're never going to write a perfect first draft, especially if you're inexperienced. The purpose of the first draft is to lay down a semi-workable foundation. A really loose, messy sketch if you will. Get it all down on paper, even if it turns out to be the most cliche, cringe-inducing writing you've ever done. You can work out those kinks in the later drafts. The hardest part of the first draft is the most crucial part: getting started. Don't stress yourself out and make it even harder than it already is.

If that means making a promise to yourself that no one other than you will ever read your first draft unless it's over your cold, dead body, so be it.

2) Tell perfectionism to screw off by writing with a pen

I used to exclusively write with pencil until I realized I was spending more time erasing instead of writing.

Writing with a pen keeps me from editing while I right. Like, sometimes I'll have to cross something out or make notes in the margins, but unlike erasing and rewriting, this leaves the page looking like a disaster zone and that's a good thing.

If my writing looks like a complete mess on paper, that helps me move past the perfectionist paralysis and just focus on getting words down on the page. Somehow seeing a page full of chicken scratch makes me less worried about making my writing all perfect and pretty- and that helps me get on with my main goal of fleshing out ideas and getting words on a page.

3) It's okay to leave things blank when you can't think of the right word

My writing, especially my first draft, is often filled with ___ and .... and (insert name here) and red text that reads like stage directions because I can't think of what is supposed to go there or the correct way to write it.

I found it helps to treat my writing like I do multiple choice tests. Can't think of the right answer? Just skip it. Circle it, come back to it later, but don't let one tricky question stall you to the point where you run out of brain power or run out of time to answer the other questions.

If I'm on a role, I'm not gonna waste it by trying to remember that exact word that I need or figure out the right transition into the next scene or paragraph. I'm just going to leave it blank, mark to myself that I'll need to fix the problem later, and move on.

Trust me. This helps me sooooo much with staying on a roll.

4) Write Out of Order

This may not be for everyone, but it works wonders for me.

Sure, the story your writing may need to progress chronologically, but does that mean you need to write it chronologically? No. It just needs to be written.

I generally don't do this as much for editing, but for writing, so long as you're making progress, it doesn't matter if it's in the right order. Can't think of how to structure Chapter 2, but you have a pretty good idea of how your story's going to end? Write the ending then. You'll have to go back and write Chapter 2 eventually, but if you're feeling more motivated to write a completely different part of the book, who's to say you can't do that?

When I'm working on a project, I start off with a single document that I title "Scrap for (Project Title)" and then just write whatever comes to mind, in whatever order. Once I've gotten enough to work with, then I start outlining my plot and predicting how many chapters I'm going to need. Then, I create separate google docs for each individual chapter and work on them in whatever order I feel like, often leaving several partially complete as I jump from one to the other. Then, as each one gets finished, I copy and paste the chapter into the full manuscript document. This means that the official "draft" could have Chapters 1 and 9, but completely be missing Chapters 2-8, and that's fine. It's not like anyone will ever know once I finish it.

Sorry for the absurdly long post. Hopes this helps someone. Maybe I'll share more tricks in the future.

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piplupod · 1 year

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#man i was rly hoping this stuff would fix my brain #im trying really hard to just be grateful that i got three days off from feeling constantly suicidal but. it is back to normal now again #and I am just. i was so hopeful! i let myself get my hopes up about it! i thought maybe i would be okay!#im also trying not to be dramatic but do u know how difficult it is to be suicidal 24/7 for several months. and then it lifts for 3 days.#and then u get tossed right back into it?#its uhhhhhhh soul crushing lmao :']#i am just trying to not think about how im supposed to be alive and just focus on whatever task i have in front of me in the moment #i just keep telling myself that i can kill myself tomorrow. i can kill myself tomorrow. just need to get thru today hour by hour #and hopefully one day at least I'll have distanced myself away from ppl enough that it wont fuck up other ppl if i off myself fhfkdl #or maybe things will work out! extremely unlikely though unfortunately if i look at things from a realistic standpoint #just like. how everything is set up in today's world. i would have to be a fucking charity case and i dont have it in me to be that #im not a good cause to donate to to keep afloat fhdksl i contribute very little to things and itd be best if i politely exited-#-and distributed my assets (savings and belongings etc) back into the world to ppl who do more than me for others fhfkld #unfortunately i am simply not a good enough person for ppl to care for i think fjdkdl i cant do enough to make it worth everyones time #so. anyways. I'll stop talking now sorry fhfkdl I'll be fine for a while longer so no need to worry tbh fhdkl #suicide tw #suicide mention #delete later

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perceivedpast2 · 1 year

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@hearthfcrged ♥ ( ESME ) liked for a starter

“I wish my brother and I had found your coven sooner.” Johanna softly spoke, her gaze down as she shyly played with her fingers. It'd been the first time that she found herself left alone with the motherly vampire, and Johanna was slowly coming out of her shell as she settled into her new home.

#hearthfcrged #closed starter #again i hope this is okay!#if anything doesnt work at all just lemme know and i'll happily fix it up <3

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So Danny is just a bunch of good that takes a humanoid shape, and we've seen him stretch and warp himself. What is sometimes he just leaves bits of himself behind. He has restoration so he can heal himself and others so when he realizes he left a foot behind he just grows a new one.

Batman: We've found more of the meta, 3 left feet all genetically identical, either were dealing with a cloning operation or someone using a regenerative meta as an organ farm. The most recent finds washed up between Gotham and metropolis.

Meanwhile Danny: I've gotta visit Dani more Madrid was beautiful can't wait to show Jazz the photos, tried to land and eats it, Damn it I though I fixed this!

Danny loves his new power- he likes to call it "Play-Boo" as a pun on playdough because it allows him to shift and change his body as he sees fit.

It was hard to mentally change his appearance as his core was tied to his idea of himself. Still, he can make his hair longer at will, shift to a younger or older version of himself, and even slightly change his coloration, though that takes a bit more concentration.

Danny is sadly unable to shape-shift into someone else. He thinks being able to regenerate is an okay trade-off. Especially when Danny accidentally leaves bits of himself behind with his new warping technique.

It's not the kind of warping he would like- seeing as he could only go a few yards from his original spot- but he hopes with time and practice, he will be able to fling himself from one side of the country to the other, much like opening portals.

But unlike the portals, he won't have to step into the ghost zone as a layaway.

One day, he'll be able to think, "Star City!" and bam will be there without having to destabilize his whole body or lose limbs. Or some internal organs. Like his left kidney.

Which was currently somewhere in Gotham as his warping has developed to the point that he can send himself to the area within eyesight, and he had traveled to metropolis in this method instead of flying to try to perfect it.

"Shoot," He grumbles, falling into a booth across from Dani. She had asked that he visit the big city with her, do a few sights, and then the two would fly downstate to check out some national parks.

"Lost something again?" She asks, sipping the soda she had ordered while waiting for him. Dani had been in the city for about three days and had fallen in love with the diner they were eating at.

She insisted they meet up there just so Danny could try some of their roast beef sandwiches. The favorite food of the two siblings.

"My left Kidney." He sighs, patting his side. Thank goodness his Play-Boo allowed him to not feel pain. He hated to have to feel every time he lost one of his body parts. "I need to eat my troubles away until a new one grows back."

"I'm not paying for your meal."

"But Dani! I'm down a kidney!"

She snorts. "It'll grow back by the time we leave, and you know it. But fine, you big baby, I'll pay for lunch. You have to cover the diner."

Satisfied, he lets her call over a waitress who quickly takes their orders and vanishes to the back, where the cook will likely make "the best damn roast beef" for him. He leans back, asking Dani about her travels.

She eagerly starts talking about the local art she has taken pictures of. At one point, her travels had turned into photo albums, documenting everything she saw and experienced.

She made some money this way, selling some of her photos, but mostly, Dani preferred to keep them for herself or the family.

As she talked about the light reflecting on some large News building- the daily planet- and the great lengths she had to go to get close enough to capture the sunlight, the door to the dinner chimed.

Two men in suits ushered in, one wearing a dark blue that seemed far cheaper than the deep black of his companion. Danny instinctively turned towards the sound, but he quickly looked away as the two men found a seat in a booth furthest away from him.

"I met this guy, Jimmy, who promised to have my photos submitted for a junior photographer contest. It's to help promote tourism, so it's based on the "Metropolis' beauty," but first place is five hundred!" Dani eagerly tells him, her eyes sparkling.

"I know you'll win. You'll make a name for yourself in no time as the best photographer of our era." Danny smiles at his little sister. He lowers his voice "Maybe with that money you win we won't have to sell my organs for a while."

She laughs, adding to the joke like it's second nature, "But you're so fun to harvest! Side's it's not like Vlad will allow you to walk away from the operation. He already has two more kidney orders from Gotham waiting for you."

Danny grimces. "I just lost one this morning. Why does he overbook me so much."

"I can do it if you-"

"Not on your life. I can regerate. You can only cry."

Dani kicks him hard in the shin. She waves her coffee spoon at him like a wizard banishing a wand. "Are you calling me a crybaby?"

"Well, I'm not calling you a cry-lady." He laughs as she scoffs. She opens her mouth to say something when her eyes lock with something over his shoulder. Her face closes down at once, hardening into someone who has traveled through the roughest parts of cities and towns.

Danny used to be worried that her instance of traveling alone at such a young age would ruin her childlike wonder and innocence, but he knew it would be worse to keep her at home.

Even with Vlad finally getting the much-needed help, the fact that Dani has existed for two years now didn't mean she was comfortable with being tied down.

Twisting around, he doesn't see anything out of the ordinary. The two men are casually eating their meals by the far window- too far for them to hear, the waitress is sitting behind the counter flipping through a magazine, and the chef can be seen through a little window making something at his gril.

What had alarmed Dani so much?

"We have to go," She hisses in ghost speech, eyes never leaving the man in the blue suit. Was it him? He seems to unthreatening with his big bulky glasses and easy smile. "I don't know why, but I don't like that guy's vibe."

Well, he won't argue with her about her gut feelings. Those were never important to ignore. "Let's take the rest of this to go."

She raises her hand, calling over the waitress, flipping open her wallet to leave enough to cover their bill and leave a generous tip. Danny quickly gathers their food in take-home boxes, keeping his body in front of Dani to block the men's view of her.

He's grateful that he had pulled on his hood, as his ears had gotten cold from the warping. With the fact he never turned around once since they walked in and his trusty hood, his face has been kept hidden from the men.

A small victory.

Hopefully, he won't see them again after this.

"Come on." He tells Dani, as she quickly gathers her stuff. "Vlad is going to have my arms and legs if we late meet him. I don't want to be just a torso again."

"I mean, it's your fault for trying to run away." She sighs. "You know how he gets. At least you didn't have to entertain his guests."

"Yeah laying in a dark room hoping to regrow my limbs is much better than letting those freaks touch me." Danny agrees thinking back to the big gala Vlad had invited them to.

To show goodwill and try to move past their hostility, the Fentons' children- Jazz, Dan, Danny, and Dani- had all agreed to go with him, under the condition that they be on their best behavior.

Danny had been running late due to a ghost attack and had chosen to use his wrapping far past the agreed limitation his parents, and Vlad had set for him.

He got to Vlad's castle but none of his limbs had followed him. Mom had been so outraged by his reckless behavior he's been grounded staying in one of the guest rooms without tv to "think about what could have happened!"

Dad and Vlad had merely nodded to their wife's punishment for their child. (And he was still getting used to the idea of Vlad being married to his parents.)

Jazz, Dan, and Dani were left to the gala, where Jazz had intellectual conversations with college professors Vlad was funding or where Dan was talking up some pretty men and women with a drink in hand, Dani as the youngest was left to affluent old ladies pinching her cheeks and giving her backhand compliments on being a "lady."

The Dannies hated being touched by strangers, and those higher-class old ladies had no concept of personal space.

"Don't worry, I'm almost too old soon." Dani chirps, holding the door open for him. "Soon Vlad will have to find other kids to flaunt in front of rich people."

"That would be the day." The two exit the dinner, switching the conversation to the idea of dessert- deciding to search on their phones a local frozen yogurt place.

Neither notice the two men- one whose fork has crumbled in his grip and another who is clicking away on his phone with a look of outer disgust on his face

"Bruce?"

"I'm already messaging Babs. She's following them with the city cameras as we speak. Don't worry, Clark, this "Vlad" isn't going to get away with it."

#dcxdpdabbles #dc x dp crossover #Practice makes perfect Au #Basically Clark started heard them with his superhearing #He thought it was cute when she talked about the photo contest that quickly grew into alarm at the rest of the convo #Misunderstandings all around #Vlad married Jack and Maddie two years ago #Now he the chill step dad #Danny is 16 #Dani is 14 #Jaz is 18 #and Dan is 17

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