#((also if you saw me posting this yesterday already no you didnt))

[courfee]

my take of @/sophithil's band au dtiys on insta

all of the boys seperately under the cut so you can properly appreciate peter's fancy high heel boots and all of sirius' tattoos :)

and just the poster as well as the logo i spent far too long designing only to be hidden by the marauders plus the og sketch and poster inspo :)

#i took a lot of inspo for the tattoos from industrations sirius #sirius and james have matchy matchy tattoos on their hips #(or rather friendship tattoos) #((also if you saw me posting this yesterday already no you didnt)) #the triangles all around the border are also that branding logo btw #marauders #marauders fanart #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #peter pettigrew #the marauders #marauders band au #sophithil #james potter fanart #sirius black fanart #remus lupin fanart #peter pettigrew fanart #hp #my art #mine

[user220811]

hii i saw ur crush/best friend headcanons for lo’ak and i loved them sm. i was wondering if u could do hcs where lo’ak and reader both like each other and the reader gets jealous over tsireya? what would lo’ak do if he found out?

“I see you”

Lo’ak x fem!omatikaya!reader imagine (fluff)

Please read!!! I only posted my first avatar imagine yesterday, and am now at 100 followers!! I want to thank you all so much, I am more than grateful!! Hope you enjoy :)

Sorry this ones kinda crap

I see you- “I see the love and your feelings and your soul and you mean everything to me.”

You and Lo’ak have always had a special connection, and everyone is aware of it. You also clearly like eachother, but both of you doubt that the others feel the same. When you joined them on their travel to the water na’vis, you were quite nervous with what to expect.

“What if they find us?” You ask warily.

“Well then I will protect you.” Lo’ak states.

You smile at his braveness, even though you and him both know that deep down he is just as scared. But Lo’ak loves when he gets a chance to act brave and fearless like his dad.

When you all arrived at the reefs, you were still kind of cautious, and Lo’ak saw this, so pulled you between him and Neteyam. You kept your head down, avoiding the eyes of the Metkayina. You looked away as Jake spoke to Tonowari and Ronal, and glanced at the water around you.

Thats when you spotted a girl emerging from the water. She seemed about your age, and was beautiful. Way prettier than you, you thought. You noticed how Neteyam and Lo’aks heads turned in the same direction, and seemed to linger on the same girl. Neteyam you didnt really care about looking, but you felt insecure as Lo’aks eyebrows ever so slightly raised as his eyes followed the girl, and she looked at him, too. You know you shouldnt feel this way, but you cant help it. For all you know, Lo’ak doesnt have any interest in you, not like you with him.

When she was introduced as Tonowari and Ronal’s daughter, it made you feel even worse about yourself. You weren’t anyone special back in the jungle, just a normal omatikaya na’vi. With Lo’ak being Jake’s son, you felt worried that they would have stronger connections than you and him.

You were taken away from your thoughts by a tug on your arm, and snapped out of it to focus on Lo’ak infront of you.

“Y/n, come on, they are showing us our home. Are you okay?” He says, a hint of concern in his tone.

“Yeah yeah I’m fine, come on” you reply, going ahead with your hand still in his. Lo’ak wasnt fully convinced, but decided to drop it.

Once you had settled in to your home, you were all called to the water, to learn the ways of the Metkayina. You stayed beside Lo’ak, as you were lead to the rocks by the water, by Tsireya and her two brothers. You all sat in a circle, you securely sat between Neteyam and Lo’ak.

“You must learn to slow your breathing to be able to survive under the water.”

She knelt infront of Lo’ak, and placed her hand on his lower abdomen.

“Breathe from here” she instructs

You know it is just their way of teaching, but you felt a wave of jealousy come over you. You werent the type to cause a scene, so you stayed sat down, quietly.

Once you all were able to slow your heart rate enough, you were lead to the water. Lo’ak had a sense of urgency about him as he went ahead with Tsireya, clearly going way too fast for him to handle so soon, and this made you feel deflated. You had only been there a matter of hours and already felt like Lo’ak had found someone over you. You didnt like feeling this way at all, and needed to get away from it. Neteyam, who was swimming beside you, noticed this, but before he was able to check, you spoke up.

“I dont feel all that well, I’m gonna go back.” You say, which is clearly a lie.

Neteyam could tell this, and with a quick glance to Lo’ak and the others ahead, he knew why you felt that way. But he knew you were reserved, and wouldnt tell him the truth, so didn’t want to push it.

“Do you want me to come with you?” He asks softly.

“No no its okay, you go on. Just tell the others I’ll join them another day.” You insist, and turn to swim back to shore before Neteyam could muster another word.

You were now sat down on the edge of your home dangling your feet in the water, splashing the surface with small glum kicks. Neytiri and Jake were with the girls exploring their new home and meeting the clan, so you were on your own.

That was until you heard footsteps.

“Y/n” you hear Lo’ak say as he spots you.

He sits down beside you, placing his feet in the water like you were, and shuffles up close.

“How come you didnt come with us into the sea? It was amazing!” Lo’ak says

“I uh, I didnt feel right,” you said with your head down towards the water “Just wanted to be on my own”

“Are you okay? You have seemed quiet.” He says, gently placing his hand on yours, “Have I done something?”

You look him in the eyes, his filled with concern, yours with longing.

“No, no, its just, its nothing.” You say, returning your focus to the water.

“I know its not nothing y/n, your eyes tell me different.” Lo’ak replies sincerely.

“I guess Im just worried,” you begin.

“About what?” Lo’ak ponders, scooting even closer to you.

“That you’ll forget about me.”

“Wait- what? Why do you think that?” Lo’ak questions, worry filling him.

“Lo’ak, Ive seen the way you look at Tsireya, I mean, I get it, she’s beautiful, shes talented, shes smart, shes-”

“Y/n, stop.” Lo’ak says

You stop.

“Do you think I like Tsireya?” He asks, looking you deep into your eyes as you look up towards him.

“Well its kind of obvious” you painfully chuckle.

“Y/n, I dont like Tsireya.”

You look at him confused, and he shakes his head with a laugh, looking down at his lap for a second.

“Y/n, its always been you.” Lo’ak states. You are taken by surprise, and Lo’ak notices this. He grabs both your hands, and hold you close.

“Y/n, I see you.”

#lo’ak x reader #avatar twow #avatar headcanons #avatar #lo’ak imagine #avatar x reader #neteyam x reader

[pastanest]

if you’re wondering why I’m having to repost this, or why you were perhaps previously following me but no longer are, please refer to this post. I was able to retrieve this thanks to the very lovely friends who have relentlessly sifted through tumblr archives to recover them, thank you all so much!! ♡

WARNING: spoilers for end of Deathly Hallows Part II, and also some HEAVY angst in this one

Glass Heart

George’s tired eyes turn to the window, finally seeing the sunlight he had restlessly been waiting for. Sitting up and bed and swinging his legs over the side, George sighs, hanging his head and closing his eyes. He wishes more than anything that he could allow himself to sleep, but he knows what will greet him if he does, and he cant face it, not yet.

Strolling down the hallway, George’s footsteps echo down the eerily quiet flat, setting his teeth on edge. He catches sight of the envelope that he left on the table yesterday. He recognises the handwriting on the front as that of his mother’s, and he knows that it’s a Howler of some kind. Judging by the fact it hasnt exploded, it isnt an angry one, which disappoints George a little. All night he was waiting for that explosion of his mother’s voice, the anger that he would love to hear in response to the pranks that filled his childhood. He’d choose to hear that over his mother’s sadness any day, and due to this Howler not revealing itself as Howler’s typically do, George worries that his mother’s sadness is exactly what is concealed in the envelope.

Unfortunately for George, his selfless love for his family gets the better of him, overtaking his own grief and anguish in order to hear his mother’s words and try to help in whatever way he can. Popping open the seal, George drops the envelope back on the table and leans against the wall, knowing there’s no way he can prepare himself for whatever he’s about to hear.

“Hello George, dear.”

The gaping hole in his heart aches at the softness in his mother’s voice, tears already stinging his eyes.

“I worry about you, up in that flat. Will you come home soon? We miss you terribly, your father and I…it isnt easy, for any of us, but with you not here, it almost feels like-“

His mother is too broken to utter the words that George knows she wants to say. With him not there, it feels like she’s lost both him and Fred.

“(Y/N) misses you terribly, too, you know.”

She changes the subject, the mention of you lifting her spirits even now. You were still back at the Burrow, where you had spent most of your life thus far. That first year at the train station, your muggle parents happened to ask the Weasley’s for help crossing onto the platform that they’d previously denied the mere existence of. Your parents both worked overseas, so even if you hadnt ended up as a witch, you would have been sent to a boarding school of some kind. When the Weasley twins returned home from their first year at Hogwarts to tell their parents all about what a wonderful friend you were to them, and explained that you wouldnt really have a home to go to, they were more than happy to have you stay with them, and you did. On occasion, your parents were home long enough to spend a few days with you, but for the most part, you were the Weasley’s plus one, and you couldnt have been happier.

“Ever since you moved out, she’s been quieter. She wears that old jumper of yours everyday, I have to sneak into her room just to clean it when she’s not home!”

George’s mother laughs, and the sound brings a smile to his face, despite the tears rolling down his cheeks. He didnt know you were still wearing that jumper he gave you after your fourth year. Well, technically he didnt give it to you; Molly accidentally placed it in your laundry pile and when you tried it on, George told you to keep it because it looked better on you anyway.

He last saw you on the worst day of his life, but before that, it had been months since he’d laid eyes on you. Having already moved out of his family home by the time the whole world started to change, he only heard about what had happened to you through what his family told him. Apparently, you’d gone into hiding with your muggle parents, because they were always travelling from place to place and with their absence in your life, nobody working for the dark lord would ever think to look for them. Still, you sent coded letters to the Weasley family by owl whenever you could, wishing them all safety and telling them not to worry about you.

Seeing you that day, running straight for him and stupifying anyone who got in your way, George remembers the feeling of his heart getting caught in his throat. Wrapping his arms around your waist and lifting you off the ground, clinging to each other like it was the last chance you’d ever get to do so, because you didnt know if it would be. Neither of you spoke a word, there wasnt time, in seconds you were placed on the ground and standing back to back, fighting evil from two fronts. He remembers his heart pounding in his chest in the aftermath of holding you close, feeling like he could win the battle singlehandedly because he knew you were safe. That heart is long gone now.

“She’s quieter now…we all are. Your father and I arent sleeping well, and so many nights I’ve walked by her door, hearing her crying, and when I go to check on her, she’s sleeping.”

Fresh, invisible wounds tear through George as he relives all the times he’s heard you cry. In your first year, when you found out your parents wouldnt be able to afford taking time off for Christmas, and Fred and George had to beg their mother to let them stay at Hogwarts with you while they went away to Romania. In your second year, when you were scared that your muggle blood would get you killed in the Chamber of Secrets, and George kept you safe. In your fourth year, when you came up with a cover story to get Fred and George out of trouble and Umbridge forced you to write with a quill that carved the words “I must not lie and think it is brave”, and George very nearly stormed into Umbridge’s office to destroy her, but you clinging to him as you cried held him back. In your seventh year, when Fred and George left Hogwarts to open their shop, and moved out of their family home to live in the flat above it; you cried your eyes out and told George that you loved him, but there wasnt time to explain what that meant. And finally, on the worst day of his life, when you screamed and sobbed beside what was left of Fred.

“She dreams about what we’re afraid to dream about, dear, and she needs you, just as much as you need her.”

If his mother had said such a thing at any other time, George would have disagreed. Before, there was never time to explore whatever it was between you and him. The twins were always off planning new pranks and inventions, and while sometimes you were their accomplice, there was never a moment long enough for you and George to just talk. Every time the twins were around, it was like you were living life at a higher speed, everything happened so fast and it only slowed down when they were gone. They were a force to be reckoned with, and you adored them for that. It was only when George told you about their plans to leave Hogwarts that things really set in for you. Like the Hogwarts train had hit you at full speed, you realised that you had wasted every moment with him, and although those moments had been fun, they could have been so much more, and then he was gone, just like that.

Before, George would have agreed that he was always too busy, too excited about whatever was coming next for him and Fred. His world had slowed down to a speed he didnt like, ever since his other half had gone, just like that.

“I think it would be good for both of you if (Y/N) came to live with you, she’d liven up the flat a bit. Maybe she could even help out with the shop someday! You need her, George.”

He can tell by her voice that Molly Weasley has never been more sure of anything in her life, and George isnt in any position to challenge her on that. Soon enough, he finds himself showered, dressed, and lifting his wand. By no means does he think he’s ready to accept help from anyone, but he will do anything to get out of that flat, and regardless of what his mother really means, he knows that she’s right. He needs you.

Apparating outside the Burrow, George feels miserable. His family home is still in the process of being rebuilt after the war, and seeing it barely standing is almost enough to make him want to turn back, until he hears laughter. From the other side of the front door, George can hear his mother and father actually laughing. It has been months since he’s visited home, and that sound was a forgotten memory even then. Gently pushing the door open so as to cause as little disruption as possible, George steps into his family home. He’s immediately greeted by the sight of you teaching his mother a silly dance in the kitchen, while his father watches, and all of you laugh together. You’re wearing an apron over the jumper George gave you, and splatters of countless ingredients cover it, as well as stain your face in places, but George swears you have never looked more beautiful. The sound of the door closing brings three pairs of eyes to him, and the laughter stops quite suddenly.

Before he even has time to register what’s happening, George is in the arms of his mother, who still manages to hold him even when he’s so much taller than her. His father hugs him next, as tearful as his mother as they embrace the son they were beginning to worry they would lose to grief. Neither of them say anything, they’re too shocked to speak, and they move to stand either side of George so that he can see you.

With Ron living with Hermione, and Ginny living with Harry, it would make sense for you to go and find a place of your own, fly the nest like the rest of them. But you stayed, to care for the people that had cared for you when you needed them, to help them feel a little less lonely.

And there you stand, your hands covering your mouth as tears blur the perfect image of George Weasley standing before you. The first genuine smile he has felt in months wobbles on his face as he stares at you, and unlike the last time you saw him, you dont run at him. You take one careful, unsteady step, and then he strides over to you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest.

“Missed you, Georgie.” Your shaky voice reaches his ears, and he feels the shattered fragments of his heart tremble, the fight to bring themselves back together reigniting.

“Missed you too, sweetheart.” George sniffles, and you feel your own fractured heart clench at his words.

Sweetheart, that was something he first called you in your second year, when you were crying in fear of being killed for being muggle born. George had pulled you into his arms and told you “I wont let anything happen to you, sweetheart, promise”, and ever since, he has been your safe place. Every single time he was there when you needed him after that, that is what he would call you.

“What are you doing here?” You question, pulling away from him to wipe your eyes.

Obviously, you’re ecstatic to see him, but if he’s just dropping by to pick something up and leave again, you dont want to get your hopes up.

“I was wondering if you’d like to…move in, with me. Maybe help with the shop, if you’re up to it. Supposed to be a two-person place, after all.” George had planned to chuckle as he said that, but the weight of his own words cause a lump to form in his throat instead, and he can no longer hold your gaze.

He doesnt see the way you cast a worried glance to Molly and Arthur, who both shake their heads and smile at you encouragingly, assuring you they’ll be fine if you choose to go. And he doesnt see the way you look up at him, staring into the anguish that sits deep behind his sad, sad eyes, that are too scared to meet yours.

“It would be my honour, Georgie.” You tell him, causing his head to snap back down to read your face, checking for any sign of doubt, and when he cant find any, he smiles, and you smile right back.

“But first, have you had breakfast? I was just making some.” You gesture to your dirty apron, which has consequently smeared George’s clothes with some stains as a result of the hug you shared.

“I havent eaten, no.” He admits sheepishly, knowing before he’s even finished his sentence that you’re going to give him a disapproving look, and you dont disappoint.

“Well, that’s one thing we’re gonna have to sort out when I go back with you: regular meal times! Routines are important-“ You begin, but George cuts you off by rolling his eyes playfully.

“-because they help make everything feel more manageable, I know.” He finishes your sentence, having heard that phrase from you a thousand times. Glancing at his parents, George knows for a fact that if it hadnt been for you, the two of them would have fallen into the same irregular schedule, ruled over by grief. You saved his parents from that, and in turn, their company saved you. Well, as much as their company could. You were always a little lonely whenever George wasnt around.

Molly and Arthur choose to go and sit outside while George follows you into the kitchen. He leans against the counter, watching as you busy yourself with cooking spells.

“I’ve heard that you’ve formed quite the attachment to that jumper.” He cant help commenting, a cheeky smile on his face as he effortlessly slips back into the flirty banter that the two of you have always had, but something about you doesnt quite feel right.

Looking over your shoulder at George, you sigh dramatically. “Guess you could call me the clingiest witch in the west.”

George chuckles at that, shaking his head. “Nah, not clingy. Utterly adorable, but not clingy.”

You raise an eyebrow. “Oh, utterly adorable, am I?”

George smirks. “Definitely.”

Silence ensues, throwing you both into the sickening realisation that at this point in your flirting, Fred would usually interrupt. Sadness casts her cloak over the two of you, shrouding you in a grey, slow haze.

“Im sorry I didnt save him.”

And there it is. Your words cut through the air like a knife, straight to George’s heart, or rather, the place where it would have been. By no means was your happiness an act, but it was something you exaggerated to help heal his family, it was only a matter of time before its permanence wavered in his presence. George has always been able to see right through you.

“What are you talking about?” He questions carefully, very worried about what you’re going to say next as you fix your gaze on the dishes you’re washing with your bare hands rather than a spell. In the background, your spells continue to cook whatever wondrous breakfast you have planned. Washing up is your chosen distraction, or subtle punishment.

“If I hadnt stayed with you, if I’d gone to find him, I could have- he could still- even if it meant…” You close your eyes, tears slipping down your cheeks and you squeeze your lips inside your mouth to hold back a sob.

“Dont even think that, not for a second.” George’s voice is low, firm, and deadly serious.

You shake your head, eyes opening wide as you stare at him. “I cant stop thinking it, George. I have seen this family in so much pain, people I adore living through such agony every single day, and you disappeared completely! If I’d been with him, if I saved him, if it had been me, none of this would have happened! All of you would have been better off.” You look away from him again, and George takes the single stride necessary to reach you, gently lifting your hands out of the soapy water and grabbing a towel to dry your raw fingers that have been scrubbing through your anxiety-fuelled vent.

“Listen to me, (Y/N). There wont be a day that goes by where I dont miss Freddie.” That’s the first time he’s said his name since that day, it chokes him up immediately. “But I would never, ever want you to trade places with him, to have you gone instead of him. If you had gone, none of us would have been able to hold the rest of us together like you have, like you’ve always done. You are everything, (Y/N), and I wouldnt trade your life for anything, or anyone. I cant even think about a world without you in it-“ George shakes the thought out of his head, tears stinging his eyes as he’s briefly sent to kneeling at your side and holding your cold hand, sobbing and begging you to just open your eyes.

Your warm hands on his face bring him back to the present, your bright eyes staring up into his.

“Im sorry George, I cant imagine a world without you, either.”

Holding your hands against his face, George sniffles. “You’ll never need to.”

A small smile curls in the corner of your mouth, and he cant help mirroring it.

“You and me, we’re gonna get through this, you hear me?” You raise an eyebrow playfully, making George chuckle through his tears.

“Loud and clear, sweetheart, loud and clear.”

And as if by magic, he feels the first shattered piece of his heart slowly slot back into place.

#george weasley #george weasly x reader #george weasley imagine #x reader #harry potter #imagine #imagines #fanfic #fanfiction

[beautifulpersonpeach]

bpp sorry if this isn't the content you want on your blog after yesterday but is it ok if i ask for clarification on sth? i know youre army you don't like solos but i like reading solos for a wide span of info. i don't like to be in a bubble of echo chambers

i saw a post and i'll send the link right after this ask but the person was criticizing a post you made but it confused me bc what you wrote didnt match what they said. they didn't post your name but i know its you because you always start your answers with 3 dots

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many armys say they like jimin but they pretend. i don't think youre like that but your answer is confusing so can you clarify? its like you allow jjks to shit on jimin but you drag out pjms only. armys do this over and over. its sad if youre the same bc i like your blog.

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Please block me.

Actually, you know what? Don't. At least not just yet. Let's do this instead.

I checked the link you sent. I'd received that link a couple other times today accompanied with more hostile language, so I ignored it. But I checked out yours because I wondered what was so serious you couldn't add the link to your main ask, so if you're all in fact the same person sending that link, kudos for getting my attention.

And thank you for sending that to me, because now I'd like to use you and that post to make an example of what I'm talking about when I say solo stans think differently and are just less intelligent. In my opinion.

For other readers, I'm not going to link it directly so as to not draw more attention to them, and since they're stalking my blog to make an example without directly mentioning me or showing my blog name, I think it's only fair I react in kind by also not making a direct mention.

Here’s the post (mine) in question:

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Here is the akgae's takeaway from the post above (mine):

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Already, the dissonance between the first and second screenshot should be obvious. I’ll explain in any case just so everyone can follow along.

Shortly after Jimin released Closer Than This, I received an ask from someone who calls themselves a PJM (a Jimin akgae), who said they hate the song and also hate his voice. But that they are his solo stan because he’s “talented and hot”.

I responded that they, the Jimin solo stan who hates his ARMY song and voice, isn’t exactly a rare breed. And that Jimin has ARMY supporting him anyway. This is within the context of me always saying solo stans don’t actually like the person they choose to solo stan (if they did, they wouldn’t be akgaes), and that an akgae’s experience is more about them and their personal insecurities than anything Jimin (or any other BTS member) is actually doing.

Months later (present day), another Jimin solo stan quotes that ask and my response, as proof of me (1) going “sameee you’re so valid”, (2) not correctly identifying that person as someone who actually antis Jimin a.k.a. his akgae, and (3) as proof of me believing “one is more talented and more deserving than the other” re: Jungkook vs Jimin.

…is there even anything more for me to say?

Y'all, I bet you something like 90% of the shit that has solos constantly bouncing off the walls starts from things like this: a complete lack of reading comprehension coupled with gaps in logic and pre-conceived notions/insecurities. If I wanted to be really mean, there's so many places I could take this post right now, but I'll stop here for now.

That post made me laugh because the entire thing is a comedy of errors. The OP Anon in that akgae's post, is actually talking about another 'blogger' (who I know and generally like but that's besides the point), but the akgae responding to them mistook OP Anon's 'blogger' to be me, and then proceeded to write what's in the second screenshot...

It's just sad.

I've lost count of how many times I've been the subject of callout posts on Tumblr and each time it's been something like this lmaooo. Each time it's been by akgaes (and their exile varieties) and shippers. The last time this happened, I was a taekooker, and now someone has essentially embarrassed themselves with a lamentable lack of reading comprehension to spin a pretty innocuous post into... alladat.

This is how drama is manufactured in fan spaces out of plain stupidity.

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There are many reasons I don't like akgaes, but one top reason is because they dumb down the quality of conversation in whatever space they're in. It's part of why I have such a disdain for 'discourse' in k-pop spaces in general, because oftentimes, the people most eager to write paragraphs on end while being hateful and/or victimizing, are people who don't know what they're talking about or lack basic skills in reading comprehension, among other things. ARMYs and k-pop stans are guilty of this too, but you're more likely to run into culprits in akgae 'discourse' spaces or adjacent ones.

I've given examples of this many times but here's a couple here, and here.

I'm not even trying to be condescending, I don't actually think I know all there is to know about Jimin, BTS, and k-pop, I just no longer have the patience for people who choose remain in spaces filled with akgaes and who keep bringing their nonsense into my inbox. And what's worse asking me to clarify sentences that a grade 5 student should be able to parse in any language.

Anyway Anon, now, you can block me.

[hiperacid2]

Baby, wish that you would hold me or just say that you were mine⭒──⚝

⚝ dottore x oc / reader if you can ignore my OCs physical description

⚝ pre-relationship, mostly some kind of fluff, angst if you squint at the end, written for valentines 2023, some descriptions of blood and violence but nothing too graphic. posted on ao3 too! wc: 2.2k aprox

Valentines day is known as the day where love is in the air, where everyone also celebrates their Archons love, even if it's frozen forever.

However, in the castle this is like any other day, everyone works just as much as yesterday and tomorrow, some people gift each other chocolates, yes, but the work never stops, the only person who celebrates this holiday fully is Her Majesty's daughter, gifting her unusual little family of harbingers some of the finest chocolates in all the land, some of them even imported from all over Teyvat. Theres a singular person who receives special treatment apart from Tsaritsa, and it's the one who absolutely despises these "holidays", and spends it holed up in the labs, Dottore.

It's not that he hates it per se, it's the fact that he was almost never included sincerely, he had received chocolates during his akademiya days but it was all people that whenever they got to meet the reality disappeared from his life or started to alienate him.

He really didn't expect the turn that day took, well, he should have since he knew from what the segments experienced, some day the girl was going to do a bold move, he just wasn't expecting her to do it so soon.

Vera hummed a Snezhnayan lullaby as she walked from her office to the harbingers ones, handing in little baskets with chocolate arrangements, varying from extra sweet, white and pink ones for her dear auntie Columbina, to dark concentrated bitter for the Balladeer who almost looked at her like she was pulling a prank, until she flipped one of the tags and he saw it was bitter and not sweet. Pantalone received exotic fruits from all over Teyvat covered in chocolate, ideal for his teas, and in exchange the man shot her a suspicious glare as if the were poisoned. Sandrone didnt like chocolates so she arranged a bouquet of mondstatian flowers, Pulcinella never accepted her gifts, and Capitano rejected only the chocolates, so she resorted to gift him weaponry she caught whenever she is raiding big fishes or finds them in her victims. This year Arlecchino was in the orphanage managing things so she sent her gifts there with all sorts of new knives and snacks. She avoided Pierro like the plague, either way the man didnt want her gifts, and she didnt think he really deserves any.

The only basket left in her office was a slightly bigger one than the rest, full of Sumerian snacks, ruin drake cores, and all sorts of poisonous plants carefully sorted in little jars, labeled in Vera's penmanship. This year she was going to make her advances towards the resident madman, the challenge would be finding Prime, and avoiding the segments with their questions or teasing, hardly happens but its a possibility. 

Picking up the basket, she exited her office and started her way towards the basement labs thinking about his reaction, usually she gave her gifts to the first segment she came across, to be delivered to Prime, so this was going to be a completely new experience.

The jars clinking were the only sound heard in the deserted corridors, almost no one frequented this place for fear of catching the man in a bad mood and ending as a lab rat, so she was sure he was already aware of someone coming, the imposing metal doors at the end growing in size. It was a good thing she wasn't really nervous, just curious, as she stopped in front of them and raised a hand to knock on it. Knock knock. Silence engulfed the space, no sound coming from behind the doors. Vera knocked once again and still no response. Opening the heavy door, the space was littered with half finished weapons, there was a corpse laying in a bed impossible to miss for her even with a large cloth over it, and a lot of things she had never seen. There was a wooden door in a corner, probably his office, once again the jars clinked as she walked and shifted the basket in her hands. Looking around, carefully dodging papers and machinery pieces on the floor, she made her way towards the door, and knocked twice firmly, suddenly, nervousness overtook her, but it was too late for backing down, so she waited, until a muffled voice said "Come in".

Breathing in, she pushed the door open, and gently closed it once inside the room. "Good afternoon Doctor." she paused, looking at the man who was still reading some papers "I wanted to give you your Valentines gift, if you are so kind as to accept it. ". The man now was looking at her, she didn't see his eyes, but felt his gaze trying to pin her in her place. "My, this year I'm graced by the Innamorati herself in the flesh", standing up, and circling the desk covered in strewn papers. "I'm not here as Innamorati, but as Vera." she looked at the basket in her hands. 

"And what is Vera doing this year here in my office?" He paused, still analyzing the woman, trying to make her crack and show fear to no avail, her strawberry colored hair shining pale in the artificial lights, "Usually some segment comes around with a basket of snacks, why the change of heart, sweetie?" he sat on the surface of the desk, letting out a sardonic laugh "don't tell me that some segment treated you badly, Tsaritas precious gem".

"No, Dottore, no segment treated me badly", she raised her eyebrow, annoyed, "Cant I bring you personally a gift now?". Now this was interesting, if he was going to play it like this, she was going to go lower. The little important detail is that she couldn't play like she wanted to in unknown territory, and damage was done letting her annoyance show, she just couldnt slip back into sweetheart without the Second taking note of it. "Either way I thought a little walk hurts nobody", she looked around, "unless I'm interrupting your important work" gripping the handle, she started to bounce on her feet lightly. "I hope this basket is to your liking, there's some… things in there, see it for yourself", she walked towards the desk, and put it over a pile of papers, balancing precariously. He was still looking at her, silent, no trace of emotion about the gift anywhere, until suddenly, he smiled, all pointed tooth on display,  this was the closest Vera got to him in her whole life, and she already wanted to feel his blood on her hands, caress his organs and taste just a drop of his blood. Her eyes darkened, and the usual bloodlust that surrounded her started to make itself known, but he had no opportunity to catch this as she immediately closed her eyes and turned her head to look at him, "I really hope you accept this gift, I would hate for the belladona i carefully collected to go to waste," a pause, letting him butt in if he wanted to, but cutting him, "Unless I can offer you to be myself the belladonna, specifically yours, don't you like to play with toys, Doctor?" a manicured hand came up swiftly, like dancing, to rest over where his heart should be. "I sure like to play myself with some hearts, literally speaking" She then traced the point of the birdlike mask, "after all I only have eyes for one person" carefully measured words were all she had in mind, thats what working closely with pantalone gifts you.

Dottore let her get closer, it was entrancing how the innocent look she had was betrayed by the sudden hunger in the acidic green pools, made him wonder how far he could drag it out, the innocent devotee with bloodlust. Naturally he knew about Vera having interest in him, Pantalone never shut up about it, how the snake's eyes followed him every time they were all reunited in the throne room, or they crossed paths in his office. But true to his nature, he was going to come out with the lower hand, if she was stooping to his level, might as well go lower and send the little cute snake back into the bushes. He was still smiling maniacally, and when her finger reached the point of the mask, he pushed against her finger, half raising it, letting a piercing red eye look at her directly, “Oh? Do you?” Something dangerous twinkled in that gaze, his only visible eye narrowing “Do I know them? Him? Her?” he lightly pushed off her hand, but didnt let it go, his other hand coming to fix the mask over his face once again, as if she hadn't just seen for the first time in her life Prime Dottores face. “Maybe your uncles need to know about them, after all, you’re the princess of the land”, he looks at the basket, “Should you really be gifting these things to me and not your beloved?”. 

Oh, so that was the game he wanted to play, “I don't know, do you?” Her free hand touched her chin in a pensive gesture, now that she knew the general place in which his eyes were, she was looking straight at him. “As for the gifts, I would be really sad if the things my assistant brought aaaalllll the way from Sumeru and went through all the trouble that is avoiding the forest rangers nagging went bad” Her hand brought up a vial full of kalpalata lotus petals between them, placing them back in the basket, and then taking out some chaos bolts, making them spin in a bubble made with her vision, "I can always give these parts to Sandrone to put them on Katya, and I'm sure 'Bina will always welcome the snacks from me" the bubble popped and the bolt fell on her hand, to be placed back in the basket, looking back at his eyes "Would you really make the Princess upset?" Her eyes turned glassy, but the void was always present, not even the fake moisture could give those orbs some shine, "What would Pierro say about it?" His lips twitched, he was about to crack and she will drink his reaction like the most expensive firewater in existence, all of it, to be remembered forever. She raised her hand to her forehead and put the final nail in the coffin, grabbing the wrist of his hand that still held her arm "Oh! Poor Vera! Dottore rejected the gift she made with all her heart and now she's sad and miserable, that good girl does not deserve that kind of harsh treatment!".

In a blink she was in previously Dottores place against the desk, his hand on her jaw, pressing her cheeks, the cold leather from his free hand contrasting with the warm one still holding her arm, and now it was her turn to grin mischievously, her next movements were slow, after all she was in a big disadvantage, and wasn't free from punishment if the Second saw it fit, even if it was to spite her. She raised her hand in surrender, but he was still holding her in her place, his anger filling the air with tension, "Okay, I get it, no Pierro then, I don't even like the man either way" her hand coming to disarm her vision at her hip, to enhance the point of no harm, she knew parting with her vision like that was dangerous, but she trusted him in a sick way of knowing he would not risk harm to her on behalf of her Mother. Vera risked losing her hand literally and once again put it over his heart, "I know you know, I'm sure Pantyman got a kick of getting on your nerves by telling my business, two birds one shot" she rolled her eyes, "As I said when I first came, I just wanted to bring the gift myself this year instead of sending it through Omega who frequents the corridors of the offices doing all your socials" his hand relents and releases her, "give the man a break and go take some sun yourself, old man", she takes back her hand and pushes herself away from the desk  "maybe I want to sneak a glance without having to pester the resident mora snake when I catch wind of you being outside the basement".

Clipping back her vision to her belt, looking at the man that now towers over her; she fixes his mask that was crooked from the fast movement, and carefully fixes a stray strand of hair. Without saying anything else, Vera exits the office and makes her way to the corridors, leaving behind a very confused Dottore.

reblogs are appreciated!!

a/n: if you have any questions about Vera, ask away! I'm happy to talk about my baby, my golden child with bloodied hands.

do not repost or translate. this work belongs to hiperacid2

#dottore x oc #il dottore x original female character #dottore x original female character #il dottore x reader #genshin impact #edit: katya is another one of my ocs!!!! i forgot shes mentioned here #child.vera

[munamania]

gonna complain again even tho i already spent time on it yesterday immediately after having to hang out with this person (oh my god i ranted for so long this is going under a keep reading)

so i hung out with my fun cool stoner friend and our one roommate from when we were in la last night and i mostly put up w her for the sake of my other friends but she’s sooooo annoying in that she’s someone that’s impossible to hang out with as a dyke im sory but there are the other issues too. like ok for instance her idea of being bisexual!! and having her gay AND straight media taste!!! (first of all huh) is like heartstopper and the summer i turned pretty. girl in neither of those situations are there women and especially lesbians at the forefront i mean yes ik heartstopper but like thats for two seconds. and im annoying and brought up my lesbian media to resounding silence shockingly whatever. and then. this part burned me and insulted me to my core. bc you know how kit connors kind of like a baby butch to me and im so serious sorry like he contains multitudes. and i kinda made a little comment abt that affectionately and she shows me this prettyboy from like whatever fucking show and tried to be like ‘abby just imagine him as a butch’ and i flat out was like im sorry he is Not giving. like that is just an annoying toxic skater niceguy blonde. whatever. like do not ever ever ever disrespect butches like that in front of me ever again. and then shes also just sooooo hyper consumerist and like. she brought up the low committment long distance etc joke from barbie and didnt even know it was from barbie and was like haha need me one of those i guess. i was like girl why would you want someone that disrespects u and ur time and uses u like purposefully. that was meant to poke at how toxic men get away with being to girls in modern dating. want better for yourself!!!!! and then i was sooo fucking stoned from a bong rip having the time of my life doing a little bit with the other friend and our buddy on facetime and she just kept going on about this person shes going on a date with except the other friend was like oh! they use they/them pronouns. and she was like right sorry i keep screwing that up!!!!! and then continued to use he/him. so im mostly non verbal cause shes like exhausting just going on and on and im high but i keep trying to be like. yeah they seem cool. hope it goes well with them. like. i felt like i was being microaggressed not necessarily in that instance just as a lesbian. shes bi but very much not past her internalized misogyny and homophobia. clearly. it’s exhausting!!!! im sorry i cant talk about men for that long and then i try to be excited about my attraction too and u get all funky............. like. ok. or making weird comments alluding to me just being wildly sexual abt women. like. yeah ok sure. for sure thats normal. like. this is also the girl whos a marketing major and uses ai all the time and pisses me off with her hella hyper consumerism grindset mentality bc it’s like she always wants us to comment on how productive she is and if i try to nicely be like You should give yourself a break sometimes too! she’ll be like Yeah haha guess im being a bit self destructive. girl it’s not sillyquirky like!!!! we all have our struggles but you gotta work on getting better abt it... and she also just gives ‘haha what drugs were they on thats so crazy’ about like everything i say or like or whatever and its like babe its really not even that crazy like. u are just so boring and you speak solely through references to memes. but you wont even just bring it up and joke about it in the present moment with your friends like. she spent a while finding a screenshot of a tumblr post that i was like haha yeah i saw that! it’s totally - u know whatever. and was not satisfied until she could prove she like saw it idk u get what i mean like. i understand i literally reblogged the post. its a silly little joke yes i relate. say something true and beautiful. idk. thanks if u read this ig i couldnt tell if my one friend was prompting me today to see if i was annoyed last night bc i thought she might also be too (bc it got so awkward silent with her going on and on abt the date and that fucking show and we were all like yeah. mhm. no for sure yeah. like how do u not get self aware idk) but we’ve all spoken abt this girl like shes some saint and ive just kinda been like haha sure... but i dont want her near my work and art and etc cause shes so shallow and has social media brain disease. she freaked out about twitter being weird now and how she prefers threads perhaps. like u have threads??? ok... it was so hard for me to be nice guys

#abby talks

[hella1975]

Hellestie I've got a new one for the list.

I had to scroll for like an hour because I couldn't remember if I already mentioned this or not and I gave up so if I already added this to the 'my favorite things about being in your circle of existence' list, just ignore this.

It's the way you phrase things and use descriptive words. I can't put my finger on it, but it itches a very specific part of my brain.

This is one of the ones where I didn't know how to put it into words, but you posted something on your tbos account I think yesterday and I was reading through it and had one of those 'aha' moments.

But your so fluid in your writing and its the main reason I love stalking you and reading taob and your tbos stuff and reading all your tags. Because like you are such a good story teller. Your writing style is my favorite writing style and I really wish I knew how to copy it.

Its so smooth and chaotic at the same time and just very lovely.

Even with stuff thats not supposed to come off as 'lovely' it still comes off like it. Like everything you write and the way you phrase things is always so poetic and beautiful.

It's not always necessarily what the words are saying, but like how the words in themselves flow together.

I read something (I don't know if its true or not, I couldn't find the article again) but it pretty much stated that the alphabet is ordered the way it is because the way certain letters are phrased flow very nice with the way other letters sound and so those letters are placed by each other. Like putting B and Q together would seem rigid. But thats the best way I can describe exactly what Im trying to say. (I really hope you know what Im talking about because if not this is probably incomprehensible).

And like when your looking at a color wheel that doesnt have any hard barriers but the colors flow together, and like all of the colors have little remnants of the previous color in them. (like orange having aspects of red and yellow having aspects of orange and then green has aspects of yellow)

Its like you have some type of formula built into your head that lets you sort through every synonym of whatever word your using and you can choose whichever one is scientifically the best or something.

I don't know if this makes sense but yeah.

Also if you got a thing from me a while back that either doesnt make sense or if I forgot to turn on the anonymousness thing just ignore that, you never saw it. I vaquely remember sending you something about the list and then panicking that I sent it for some reason and I can't remember why. I have a tendency to drunk send asks to my mutuals, so if you saw that no you didnt.

list anon you cant keep getting away with this 'its like you have some type of formula built into your head that lets you sort through every synonym of whatever word your using and you can choose whichever one is scientifically the best or something' im fuckign.

#IM GOING CRAZY OVER HERE BESTIE #NO YOU DIDNT SEND ME AN ASK OFF ANON DRUNK BUT I WISH YOU WOULD #IM IN LOVE WITH YOU #ask #list anon #<- YOU ARE GETTING YOUR OWN TAG SO I CAN GO THROUGH THESE ON BAD DAYS ARE YOU FUCKING HAPPY

[bbrissonn]

okay, so it had been brought go my attention by kenz @owenpowpow that someone has been using the same layout as me for when the boys post on their stories, which doesn't really bother me since im pretty sure i got the idea from an other account. but yesterday, i was scrolling on pinterest and saw that one of my edited pic of briss has been uploaded on there. the person didnt mention anything about it being my pic and not the original one, which makes a little uncomfortable. here is the post itself:

and here is the edited version next to the original one

now some of you might say "oh you just downloaded it" blah blah blah blah blah blah. here is proof that ive had this picture in my phone since may 7th

ive already talked about how i dont like people taking my pictures that i worked on to make them look the way they do and then not giving me any credit for them. ive also seen people using them as their pfp, and im kindly asking all of you to stop doing so. i let my friends use them as their banners or wtv they want, but they ask me person first bc they know how i feel about it.

so once again, im asking you all to stop taking my pics and not giving me any credit.

-bri <3

#bri talks

[iggurichan]

with yesterday being the last “unified” archive post for both my twitter and tumblr, i figured it was time to make another long post about what’s next for the accounts. i do still have plenty of old drawings to post for both twitter and tumblr, but what i’ve yet to post varies since some are already on twitter or vice versa. hence why i cant really do the same posts for both accounts (granted it’s already been off if you’ve been looking at the miiverse posts on both accounts, but i digress.) speaking of miiverse, there’s still a lot of those, but i’d rather not post those daily. so i’ll keep those for mondays as usual, while anything i’ve yet to post on either account will be on tuesdays. they’ll be tagged with miscellaneous rather than archive since i’d rather have the archive numbers (mostly) consistent across both accounts. it’ll also be a way for me to share some sketches i never finished and most likely never will. fun fact, the drawing used on the laptop screen is actually a drawing i scrapped in september, but i saw this banner as an opportunity to put it on something rather than discarding it. (i included it as a separate image)

what about new content though? yeah i didnt keep my promise with doing those ask posts (one day i’d like to answer them), but during my time reposting my older drawings it made me happy seeing my accounts be active even if it was for a short time. obviously i havent posted all of my old stuff, but with those slowing down i want to try doing weekly drawings. do i think i’ll actually commit to that? probably not, but can’t hurt to try and it would be nice to have plenty of drawings to look back on by the end of the year. to anyone who has been actually following this account, sorry you had to deal with the post spam for the past few months, but thankfully it’s finally slowing down. also finally made a banner for both of my accounts, been something they desperately needed for a long time lol.

tl;dr archive posts will be on mondays and tuesdays, maybe i'll do new weekly drawings idk 

#illustration #blog #feh #kiran (fire emblem) #granblue fantasy #gran #bocchi the rock! #ijichi nijika

[1990jeevas]

hi again damien my pal damien :] i hope you don't mind me not following up to your answer of my ask yesterday until now—there are just There are so many Tasks and Tribulations. in this cruel world. far far too many in my opinion 😭 BUT ANYWAY!!

I AM SO HAPPY YOU GOT YOUR BILLZO MERCH THAT IS SO AWESOME though also i need to say like i agree like the fact that it's already too cold for short sleeves... CRIMINAL!!!! i don't even mind the cold it's just that i have so many band shirts which i want to wear all the time and of course they're all Short Sleeve... and so many of my halloween graphic tees are too 😭😭 it's not a big deal just Annoying. massachusetts weather is so. hmm. not sure how to describe it id just like to strangle it sometimes

AND I'M DOING GOOD :D!! nothing really Special or that interesting happening in terms of myself but im ok with that i don't mind :] plus i think you also saw that post about me fighting for my life cause i Also need to find a day to finally just WATCH the rest of rise, like i still keep scrolling by every meta post too i can't do this anymore 😭 hopefully very soon though :D id give you rise fic recs too but i only know like... one. and i haven't even read it so idk how good it really is 💀

SORRY IF THIS GOT SUPER LONG BUT EITHER WAY TY FOR ANSWERING AND I HOPE YOU'RE STILL DOING GOOD!! good luck with everything you're up against whatever that may be :D

i have looked at this ask every day since u sent it with the intention of answering and then not gotten to it bc adhd so im forcing myself to do it Right Now (so yeah obvi dont feel bad for not following up with me immediately im clearly worse at it than you'll ever be)

nah but fr massachusetts weather is ridiculous, i just have a variety of turtle necks for every fall/winter season to wear under my plethora of short sleeves bc otherwise i cant use more than half my wardrobe during those seasons without freezing to death 🙄 plus it's like downpouring every fucking week but i dont own an umbrella and i have no clue what happened to my raincoat but i fr havent seen it in like 2 years now?? anyways me and my friends went to spirit again today and got soaked bc when we went in the store it wasnt raining and when we left like 45 minutes later it was pouring and we didnt park close.

but ya i did see that post!! hows ur finishing the show going anyways? i havent seen any updates from ur blogs on it but i def couldve missed them 😭😭 i have made no progress since we last spoke bc ive fr just been watching video essays and streams every day with the exception of one day where i just started a new show randomly and watched the entirety of it in one sitting.

but ya i hope ur doing well also!! we will make it through this massachusetts weather together o7

#shit self #asks #zincellia #calli tag 🍉

[burgerkingburgerandfries]

DSHASHDSHKDSAHKDADSKH

I got back from the doctor and I'm finally getting an irl therapist and not the online one that I'm supposed to still be talking to but haven't talked to her in 6 months. very exciting.

also, i just saw someone describe wanting to be in a kismesiship with um me. so. that's a bit silly. maybe i should fill my quadrants. it would be fun. i already have my morial (my best friend fin), and all i need is an auspitice, a kismesis, and a matesprit. if you have no clue what im talking about its a homestuck thing and i do not recommend looking it up.

i feel like writibg, but i have no motivation. oh my god i have an idea

okay, so im about to rant about the most vile character in all of exsistence. his name is jake english, and he is jade harleys grandpa AND grandson (dont ask). hes british. i HATE the british. stupid fucking idiots they sound dumb as hell "want sum tea yeah chap? gunna go take a walk today better bring some wat uh." SHUT!!!! UP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! jeez. hes also dating someone named dirk strider who, if i saw in real life, i would literally get on my knees and beg for him. like, i can do you so much better. like. bro PLEASE. anyways... lets pretend i didnt type that. because i didnt. that was fucking casper the ghost. back to the fucking british person, he SUCKSS!!!! why does everyone in homestuck have a crush on him. and its all the hot characters too. like jane, aranea, dirk. they can all do so well. ID TREAT THEM WELL I WOULD MAKE 3 COURSE MEALS JUST FOR THEm. oh my god i need to stop. also his shirt design is so ugly. theres also one problem, i kin him. which absolutely sucks but makes sense at the same time. its just the ways he acts and stuff, which also are the reasons i kin karkat. i keep getting sidetracked i need some form of medication.

im hungry. nomnomnomnom. (thats me eating) (real)

i dont want to stop typing this is liketalkujg to someone

I LNWO WHAT TO TALK ABOYT. wait nvm just dance is not a very fun subject. uhmmmmmmmmmmmmmm idon tkniwiwiwiwiwiwdfbjdfhksdskhdsfksdfkdfkhsdmnnhjm3 i dont feel like gaming either. oh i downloaded pesterquest its pretty fun. im pretty sure theres an app for it too which is pretty freaking bizzar to me. also someone called me out yesterday in evade on roblox because my display name was karkat and they were like "you read homestuck?" and i ran away. my flight or fight response was activated and i chose the safest option. also someone called me ommy and im guessing it was because of my avatar? i think i did a pretty good job making it! okay thats it. im done. maybe. I LIKE THE TYPING NOISES. okay bye for reals this time. i already posted earlier. i should invest in adhd pills then maybe id be . able to actually write my thing that i want to write/

OKAY BYE X3

[straykats]

YES GEN9! new pokemon stuff was announced yesterday and i've just been jumping off the walls in excitement if you ever see a specific pokemon named ✨koraidon✨ you can tag me in his stuff lol i love that new boy so much BUT i am so touched you think of me when you see pokemon i'm sure i've said that already but yeah i'm glad i'm known for this it's one of my biggest personality traits lmaoo AND YES I MISS YOU AND BTW I MISS YOU MORE THERE'S NO WAY YOU MISS ME MORE 😤😤😤😤💜💜💜💜💜

GEN 9??? NINE???? oh my heck

okay o just did a quick google search and wiki skim read and i only know the first 4 generations ajsjjss anythijg from bnw onwards is a whole new world to me (i can name maybe 2 pokemon from bnw HAHHA) okay i will now read the rest of the ask bc was so bamboozled about there being 9 gens

OOO wait was koraidon one of the legendaries bc the 2 legendaries for this gen look really cool hshshsj

im absolutely losing it over this gen bc of lechonk and the. the olive one. i forgot its name but it was so FUNNY ive been whrrzing about it ever since i first saw them sjdnsjdnjd they make me wanna play pokemon again (hence the nintendo switch post i think i made and hopefully didnt delete?? idr tbh)

bestie babes i love u and i hate confrontation but its worth it for the things that matter so nO I MISS YOU MORE QND I HOPE YOURE WELL AND THAT YOUR Walls dont collapse from u jumping off of them too much bc of pokemon

omg also HAHAHHAA i went to look at my spotify daily mixes or whatever and one of them has a bunch of persona5 and pandora hearts songs and im like 😭😭😭 what 😭😭 i only listened to those once when izzy rec'd them and now i have a playlist w them in it HQHAHAHHAHA

#kat answers #decembermoonskz

[lavender--fairy]

heyy fairy!! (im the anon you talked to in your dm long ago ) i just wanna tell you and everyone THAT I FUCKING GOT INTO THE VOID!! I AM LITERALLY CRYING RN JDCBIJDBCH (long post!!) okay okay so basically i was trying since like 5 months and nothing, i didnt even feel the symptoms that other anons did which made me so frustrated that i cried my eyes out every night. After that my self concept got so down because of all the failing attempts. I decided to keep affirming no matter what, exactly like you told me to do. i affirmed when i didnt feel good, i affirmed when i feel like it wasnt working, i affirmed no matter what and kept trying every night, when i failed i'd still affirm, yesterday was no different day i mean i didnt feel extra powerful or anything i just affirmed for a while and then i slept, after a while i woke up to see myself in a completely black place i couldnt even feel my body and i realized instantly that i was in the void so i affirmed for my desires and decided to come back. and when i got back i felt like crying because after all this time i finally did it!! i was gonna check for my results but i felt exhausted so i decided to sleep when i accidentally knocked something down and when i saw what it was it was THE PHONE I MANIFESTED KDJCBUDHDB!! i literally wanted to scream, but i didnt even check it because idk i wanted to keep it all as a surprise for the morning lol. anyways i woke in the morning and as soon as i did i went to see my face and I STOOD THERE IN SHOCK BROO LIKE THAT IS ME?? THAT PRETTY ASS GIRL IN THEE MIRROR IS ME?? i was so excited omfg. idk even know how long i was just standing there admiring myself and t felt so weird because i never thought i was pretty and then i ran to check my phone and saw that MY BF?? THAT I NEVER HAD BUT NOW ALL OF A SUDDEN DO?? TEXTED ME A GM MESSAGE!! i stalked him for a while and gurl istg i dont think i will ever look at any other guy!! like he is so fucking fineee i was straight up drooling ong. then i thought i was forgetting to check something else that i manifested, until i opened my closet for taking a shower to see sooo many pretty clothes (i just realized i forgot to take the shower and had a fashion show instead byee lmfao) and and and on top of that i also found like a $1000 in pockets of one of the clothes and i already spent some money cause i have no self control. I am just sitting here still processing everything like broo this is real?? ALL THIS IS REALL!! to anyone who needs it: PLZZ PLZZ LISTEN TO FAIRY CAUSE SHE IS THE ONLY REASON I AM HERE WITH MY DESIRES!! keep persisting no matter what!! it will be so worth it, like at this point i dont even remember my struggles i am just so happy and proud. Your subconscious doesnt have eyes, it only listens to what you are constantly telling it, and also please focus on your inner convos i realized that i was talking shit about the void for soo long. To fairy the lmol: bestie you are the only reason i got into the void and no no you cant deny it. i would have given up and would still be crying like a bitch but omg i have everything i could ever want!!

hey butterbean!! THIS IS THE BEST THING TO EVER HAPPEN TO ME OMGG!!! i am so proud of you bestie, i remember how used to tell me that you were on the edge of giving up and here you are!!! omgg i feel like a proud mom lmaoo Guys please please keep persisting and i promise you will be your own success story!!

#law of assumption #manifesting #manifestation #master manifestor #motivation #neville goddard #shifting #reality shifting #reality shift #successtory #the void #manifesation #visualization #affirmations #lavendiary

[godofmanifesting]

tysm for ur posts !!

ive been in a huge slump over the past year about manifestation, and as much as i got "lots" of results in a year, i struggled a lot with self concept, persisting, and ignoring my reality until i decided to go on tumblr for manifestation advice and saw u.

i binged all the accounts you would recommend for an hour or two, deleted my subliminal playlists, and started new. i took ur advice to heart, and applied it. everyday, id affirm that id be a master manifester and that i was a powerful human being (even making affirmation wallpapers for me to wake up to yk?)

just 2 days using ur advice etc, i was doing a challenge to not use a mirror at all (i found that the root of my obsessions was mirrors, so i decided to treat the root of it instead of trying to just 'force' remove it) and within 2 days im stunned 😭😭

like here r my results. i can even give some pics to u personally if u want since there are some appearance related ones:

- dropped toxic friends i didnt want to drop b4 (i was clinging to them, i didnt think i deserved more)

- amazing self concept seriously. like everyday life seems so easily natural for whatever reason, and i dont feel like manifesting is a weigh on my shoulders, its just there and ive gotten rid of so many unconscious thoughts and beliefs i didnt even know i had 😭

- manifested a youtuber sharing my post AND over 100likes and nearly 1k views just by affirming and visualizing ONCE while i was showering. this was yesterday. im still stunned bc i visualized someone sharing my post, it getting lots of views n likes AND IT HAPPENED JUST AFTER I GOT OUTSIDE THE SHOWER

- okay this i have pics for btw!! my jawline is 10x sharper, literally. ive been visualizing my df and just generally affirming stuff like "im so pretty i cannot" etc and took pics today of myself and i was unrecognizable almost. my jawline like 2 days ago was NOWHERE close to now. my nose bridge got sm higher as well so now it looks like a perfect s-line as i visualized.

- also despite looking in the mirror every once in a while, taking pics, looking at my view counts etc MY MINDSET DIDNT CHANGE AT ALLLL like if i tried doing this back then id be crying, sobbing, complaining, and generally negative being like "whatd i do wrong" 💀💀 BUT NONO I STILL HAVE THAT MINDSET THAT I HAVE MY MANIFESTATIONS ETC

also THIS WAS IN 2 DAYS. imagine like in a week, month, year.. ilysm and just ty for ur posts atp. ive never seen advice like this ANYWHERE, no matter where i go and bam. im so glad i went here

i’m VERY glad to have helped. this is literally amazing, you accomplished this much in just TWO days. this goes to show that nothing is impossible and that you can manifest in a short amount of time. this past year i’ve been in a slump too as well, but i’ve just recently (almost a week now) stopped being inconsistent, got tired of my own shiet, and just start applying consistently and i’ve seen shifts already, even since the first day! i’m like so glad that my posts helped you and i hope that your success story helps another! and keep up the good work, i can’t even imagine the progress that you’d have made by a month! and congratulations!

#law of assumption #neville goddard #manifestation

[t0shii]

% comforting them when they're upset

.! oikawa, tsukishima, matsukawa (sep) x gn!r

.! angst + fluff/ breakdowns, crying, etc. lightly proofread bc im lazy so sorry for any mistakes.

.! im so sorry if this is absolute word vomit or horse shit 😭 i tried my best though 😌 uhhh sorry for not posting yesterday i got my daith pierced and i was in a lot of pain after that so i didnt feel like writing anywho enjoy this 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 p.s. i was originally gonna write for mad dog but i was struggling so i went with mattsun instead sorry. also idk why matsuns ended up being so short i didnt do him justice i apologize 😩

oikawa

— always gets discouraged when his knee bothers him. today was one of those days. his coach had made him sit out of practice because he had been limping a bit. he came home distraught and you noticed right away.

"what's the matter toru?" you asked opening your arms for a hug, which he accepted, wrapping his arms around your middle quite tightly. "my knee is bothering me again 'n coach made me sit out. it's just not fair." he mumbled into your shoulder. you could feel his tears soak through your shirt. you nodded and responded, "baby, he just doesn't want you to hurt yourself. i know it's not fair but-", "but i wanna play volleyball, i wanna get better and practice." he said, aggravated that you weren't exactly on his side, still he held you tighter.

"toru, baby, look at me." he does as told, and you bring your hands up to wipe his tear stained cheeks,"toru, you can't strain your knee anymore than you already do, you know this. i know you only want to play volleyball, baby i know, but you have to be patient." he nods in agreement and you do the same, then guiding his head back to your shoulder, "i know it's frustrating toru, but you can't force it, y'know? he wouldn't make you sit out if it wasn't for your best interest. you know that, deep down."

the two of you had been cuddling on the couch, his back against your chest when you heard him sniffling again, "toru, what's wrong?" you ask softly, sitting up slightly. "i'm so useless, my own knee can't even work right. the team deserves someone better and so d-do you" he hiccuped, hiding is face in his hands. you felt guilty for not comforting him more earlier. "toru, that's not true at all." you stated, forcing his hands into yours, "take it back right now." he looked at you confused. "toru oikawa i said take it back right this instant." you said a little sterner than before.

"no." he managed to get out through sobs, and you knew the stern method wasn't going to work this time around. "toru, please. you're not useless at all, not to anyone, not to the team, and especially not to me. you're the best teammate, friend and boyfriend anyone could ever ask for and your knee just needs a break sometimes, you just need a break sometimes and thats okay. needing a break doesn't make you useless or weak, toru." you say softly, guiding him to a sitting position, hugging him closely and tracing small, comforting shapes on his back.

"you're so so strong toru, and you're an amazing person, an amazing boyfriend, you're such an amazing volleyball player and i'm so proud of how far you've come since highschool." you say, kissing the crown of his head. "you mean it?" he asks leaning back to look at you, "i always do, toru. i love you more than anything, and i'm so so fucking proud of you, but you have to know, it's okay to need a break sometimes and it doesn't change who you are as a person and it definitely doesn't make you weak or useless. he nods in response, burrying his head into the crook of your neck. you both stay like that, you whispering words of affirmations, him listening fondly until he feels better a little while later.

tsukishima

— he usually didn't let the stress of professional volleyball get to him like this, but he couldn't help it he would be lying if he said he wasn't overwhelmed, from interviews, to extra practice to prepare for the overseas games he had coming up, he was exhausted, to add onto it all he had been neglecting you and he felt horrible for it.

you knew practice was going to be running late since your boyfriend had told you in advance, so you weren't initially worried as to why kei had been coming home late at night. this night in particular was the fourth night in a row kei been home late and you starting to grow concerned. you hadn't seen him hardly at all that week, which was unusual because he always made time for you no matter what. worried, you decided to stay awake and wait for him to get home.

when the time finally comes, your heart dropped at his appearance, he looked absolutely horrible, as if he hadn't slept right in weeks. "why are you up?" he mumbled, taking his shoes off rather sloppily, uncharacteristic of him. you made your way closer to yoir exhausted boyfriend, "kei, i'm worried about you. i know you don't like me meddling with your career, and please don't misunderstand my concern for that. i'm just worried you aren't getting enough rest and i've barely seen you at all this week." you said, crossing your arms over your chest.

you knew something was wrong when you saw the tear swell in his eyes, but he just stood there awkwardly, you walked closer toward him, "kei, what's wrong?" you ask, extending your arms toward him, which he basically fell into, he started sobbing immediately, shocking you initially. "i'm s-sorry for neglecting you this week, i didn't mean to i-i just-", "kei, i'm not worried about that, i'm worried that you aren't taking care of yourself properly." you mumble, patting his back comfortingly. to which he shakes his head no."work has been too much recently, i can't sleep and i barely have time to even think. its just practice, interviews, practice, interviews i-i can't handle it all anymore, y/n." he sobbed into your shoulder, you were speechless at his vulnerability.

"kei,-", "but i can't stop now because that'll make me a failure and i don't want to let you down and the team too, i just want to make everyone proud but i think i'm falling behind." he cried, fiddling with the hem of your shirt. "kei, you could never let me down. actually, i think i've been letting you down recently, i don't tell you this enough but, i'm so so proud of you kei, so proud you don't even understand, i'm sorry for not expressing that enough to you. i understand that you feel as if you're falling behind but overworking and stressing yourself out isn't going to help you improve, kei, and i know you also know that."

"you're working yourself sick, kei and i can't stand here and continue to let that happen so you're taking a day off whether you like it or not. tomorrow will be a me and you day, how does that sound? i'll call your coach in the morning." honestly, you wouldn't have let him say no anyways, and he knew that so he just nodded his head. "look at me kei, you have to tell me when you're feeling overwhelmed. it's not good to keep things in like this, it's just like you tell me." he nods his head, but avoids eye contact, "and i'm not disappointed or upset at you, you know. but i can't read your mind, so please just tell me when things start to feel like they're crashing down on you 'kay? i'll help you just like you help me." you smile, he looks at you and nods, hugs you closer and whispers an "i love you" into your ear, which you return.

matsuwaka

— you knew his work was stressful and emotionally and mentally exhausting, so there were always worries in the back of your mind that he would become too overwhelmed, well today your worries became reality.

"welcome home issei." you called from the kitchen as your boyfriend walked through the door, though he offered you no response, which made you frown. "issei?-" you gasped when you felt a pair of strong arms sneak their way around your waist, "jesus, issei, you scared me!" you giggle placing your hands atop of his own, but you realized he was not laughing with you. "issei, baby?" concern laced in your tone as you maneuvered your way around to face him, "what's wrong baby?" you ask, taking his face in your hands to wipe at escaping tears.

"work was rough today." was all he said as he melted at the feeling of your thumbs running back and forth on his cheeks. "oh issei, i'm sorry." you mumbled, kissing the tip of his nose lightly, "is there anything i can do to help?" he didn't know why but something inside of him snapped when you asked him that, and sobs escaped his lips, he could only hide his face in the space between your neck and shoulder because for some reason he felt... ashamed to be crying in front of you like this. "please just hold me." he cried, so you did just that, shushimg him when his sobs got violent, rubbing your hand up and down his back soothingly.

the both of you stood there for a good 15 minutes before you spoke up after he had calmed down a bit, "is there anything you need to get off your chest? you don't have to tell me now or even at all but i want you to know that whatever is bothering you, you can tell me, anything at all. i know your job is mentally exhausting and honestly i dont even know how you do it but i dont want you thinking you have to carry the burden of it alone, okay? i'm so proud of you, so so so proud of you issei, i just wanted you to know that."

you felt him nod in the crook of your neck, a soft, "thank you." sounding shortly after, "of course." you responded, kissing his shoulder a few time.he wasn't sure when he would feel completely ready to get things off his chest but he felt loved knowing that you would always be there to comfort him, and for that he was forever grateful.

#haikyuu fluff #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu angst #oikawa toru #oikawa x reader #oikawa x y/n #matsukawa hcs #matsukawa issei #matsukawa x y/n #matsukawa x reader #mattsun headcanons #mattsun x y/n #mattsun x reader #oikawa angst #matsukawa angst #mattsun angst #tsukishima kei #tsukishima hcs #tsukishima x y/n #tsukishima x reader #tsukki x reader #tsukki x y/n #tsukishima angst #tsukki angst #sunni's works 📓

[yoonlixstars]

skz reaction to their s/o wanting a kiss

Pairing: skz x reader

Genre: smut, fluff, and more fluff

note: im sorry i didnt post yesterday. i was a bit busy i guess? or i was lazy :). but yea im posting this and i saw a story like this one on wattpad so i thought why not make a story on Tumblr? and this is not proof read, so sorry for any mistakes. anyways, ENJOY!

Chan

if you ever told him you rlly wanted a kiss from him

he would MELT

boy would think you were the cutest human being ever

(thats how much he loves you :( 

i dont think he would tease

like getting on his tippy toes making himself taller

so you wont reach his lips

instead i think hed just kiss you

like whenever he could get the chance

would also act dramatic if you end up changing your mind :)

Lee Know

man would take it seriously

like he would say

“You only want a kiss? Nothing else?”

if you only wanted to kiss hed get sad

but if you end up getting in the mood

Happiest man alive™

but if he didnt say that

lee know would become a complete tease

like

“YOU WANT THESE BEAUTIFUL LIPS? COME GET THEM!” in the end you give up

but he ends up coming to you kissing you himself

Changbin

WOULD try to act cool on the outside

but on the inside would be FREAKING OUT

after you were done with the kiss

hed say

“im just gonna go over real quick”

youd hear him cheer that you kissed him yourself

for the first time

and then hed come back to the living room like nothing happened

would try to act he didnt like it

but in reality

HE LOVED IT

Jisung

he would be talking about something

while you were eating a strawberry

youd try to distract yourself from staring at his lips

but you just couldnt

so as expected youd strating kissing the strawberry

pretending it was his lips :(

until he noticed you were staring at his lips for a little too long

so hed go ahead and say

“wow, you want to kiss me that bad?” 

youd try to deny but instead youd just nod :(

and hed say like

“well come here baby.”

and then hed just grab your lips and kiss them

for a good 3 minutes (or more ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

after youd be hella shy

(Not Shy not me itzyyy)

ill stop now

Hyunjin

this man right here would just tease you

like

when youd turn to him for a kiss

youd tug his shirt

and as you tried to go on your tippy toes

hed also go on them to make himself taller

after you would be like “Fine.”

and hed say like “Wait no baby come back here, you want to kiss me right?”

you end up giving him the silent treatment for the rest of the day

but he gives you something else....

in the night( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) 

im not writing a smut tho. THIS IS A HOLY PLACE :)

Felix

he would love to think youd want a kiss from him

and he will find it so cute

hed tease you at first, but later he ends up kissing you

like

he was playing on his phone when you started giving him the ‘look’

signaling that you wanted a kiss

he didnt get it at first and he was like

“babe, idk what you are trying to tell me.” so you just rolled your eyes and stood up

and that when he got the message

hed pinned you to the wall and be like

“Im sorry! I didnt know you were trying to tell me that! You still wanna kiss me right?”

youd deny everything he said

until he kissed you himself

for  good 5 minutes :) (like jisung)

Seungmin

youd try to do ageyo? agyo, aegyo. IDK HOW TO SAY IT SORRY!

hed be like

“i know what you want.” Hed say that with a little smirk

you were already with your eyes closed

and them crusty ass fking lips in a pout :(

instead hed be like

“go put on some chapstick, and then ill kiss you.”

Tease

but rlly them CRUSTY ASS LIPS :(

i dont think i should write for jeongin but oh well

Jeongin :)

no kiss for the baby :)

#skz #stray kids #hwang hyunjin #skz blurbs #skz smut #han jisung #seo changbin #bang chan #lee felix #skz lee know #kim seungmin #yang jeongin